Since the mountain gate was closed forty years ago, the gate of Shaolin, the ancestral land of Zen Buddhism, has never been opened, and the monks in the Shaolin Temple have also entered and exited through the back door to buy food and other matters.

Today, however, --

With a 'squeak', the door that had not been opened for nearly forty years suddenly opened, and dozens of monks of old age or middle or young rushed out, and the narrow steps were crowded all at once.

At the head were two elderly monks and a middle-aged monk, and in front of them stood two young monks, one tall and one short, with their burdens on their backs, and the rest of the monks gathered on both sides, looking at the two monks in front of them.

This line is the empty news and empty view that are about to go down the mountain, as well as the empty words of the monks who came to see them off.

Kong Wen and Kong Jian each carried the package, and the silver taels and the change of clothes were all placed in the package, looking at the master and the senior brothers who saw off the two of them.

"Empty smell, empty sight, the outside is not as good as the temple, you must be careful when walking outside! Don't have the heart to harm people, and you must not have the heart to prevent people!" Yuan Shan kept holding Kongjian's hand and kept explaining the dangers outside.

"Alright, junior brother, they should go down the mountain. Yuan Jue interrupted Yuan Shan's endless explanation, and his somewhat red eyes also revealed his reluctance to empty news.

Although Kongwen and Kongjian are strong in martial arts, they are two teenagers who have just turned fifteen years old after all, and they go down the mountain into the strange and dangerous rivers and lakes, how can he, as a master, feel at ease? !

Looking at Kong Wen steadily, Yuan Jue slowly spoke: "Kong Wen, you are a senior brother, after you go down the mountain, you have to take good care of your junior brother." ”

"Don't worry, master, I'm measured. Kong Wen nodded in response.

Yuan Jue nodded when he heard this, a lot of peace of mind, and Yuan Shan finally let go of the hand holding Kongmi, and Kongjian walked to Kongwen's side with an impatient face.

"So, let's go down. Kongwen and Kongjian bowed to everyone and said.

"Take care all the way!" the monks in the temple saluted together.

Lifting the package on their shoulders, Sorumi and Sorumi walked down the stairs one step after another. In the blink of an eye, the monks in the temple could no longer see the traces of the two.

"The two of them went down the mountain, and it really made me feel uneasy!" Yuan Jue's face was full of sighs and emotion.

"Don't worry, their strength is not only what they show in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, plus these two little guys are not stupid, it is not so easy for people on the rivers and lakes to take advantage of them. Yuanjue Wenyan said with relief.

"That's just as well. Won-sun laughed to himself.

On the way down the mountain, Kumi asked Kuwen with a worried face, "Senior brother, what should we do after we find the murderer of Senior Brother Kuse?"

"What should I do?" Sora Wen looked at Sorumi puzzled as he walked.

Kongjian scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "It's that our Buddhists are not allowed to kill, and if we catch him, what should we do with him?"

Sorami's expression was a little impatient, and even his words were a little incoherent.

However, the senior brother who grew up with him since he was a child, Kongwen completely understood the meaning of his words. Buddhism pays attention to compassion and is not allowed to kill casually, and Shaolin Temple has a precept not to kill. Presumably, Kongjian is bothering over whether to kill the murderer directly for the sake of Kongse's revenge, or to use other means.

"Really, you haven't even found the murderer yet, and you've already messed up first. Looking at Sora's expression of gain and loss, Sora was secretly amused.

However, empty news cannot be left to empty vision. This guy almost fell into the demon on the spot in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, if he was thinking nonsense and falling into the demon in a daze, then he would have time to be busy!

"Senior brother, don't laugh at me, I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out. Can you tell me what I should do?" Sorami asked sincerely.

In fact, the troubles of empty view have been similar to those of the great monks of the past generations, which is regarded as an obstacle to perception in Buddhism. Just like the monks who practice martial arts in Shaolin Temple, the Shaolin Temple Zen and martial arts are one, martial arts and Buddhism are practiced together, and monks who have achieved martial arts or Buddhism are profound, the easier it is to encounter this situation. If the Dharma is profound, the more compassionate the heart will become, and the weaker the heart will be in the practice of martial arts, and over time, their martial arts will be completely wasted; on the contrary, if the martial arts are advanced and the Dharma is not refined, the Dharma will become weaker and weaker, until they cannot comprehend the martial arts of the unity of Zen and martial arts, resulting in the subsequent martial arts practice going mad and dying!

This shows how powerful this obstacle is!

Looking at Kongjian's sincere face, Kongwen smiled and said softly: "Senior brother, senior brother, let me ask you, do you think the murderer killed Senior Brother Kongse?"

"Of course there is a sin, and it is a great sin. "Sora sees the way of course.

"Then do you think that with your Dharma cultivation, can you influence the murderer and guide him back to the right path?" Kong Wen smiled slightly and continued to ask.

"Of course it's impossible. Sorumi thought about it and shook his head.

Let's not talk about whether he is willing to use Buddhism to influence the murderer. It is only said that he has been fishing for the Dharma for three days and drying nets for two days, and if he can influence the other party, he will not almost fall into the magic on the Daxiong Treasure Hall!

"Then junior brother, do you think the Buddha can influence him?"

"With the boundless power of my Buddha, it is naturally extremely easy to influence him. Sorami replied in the affirmative without even thinking about it.

In the hearts of Buddhist disciples, the Buddha is an omnipotent power with great compassion, fearlessness, and great wisdom.

Kong Wen smiled and stopped talking.

Kong Jian was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated for a while and said, "Senior brother, do you mean to let the Buddha surpass them?"

Kong Wen smiled and said, "With the great power of the Buddha, we can naturally influence the murderer, so all we have to do is send them to see the Buddha, understand?"

Kong Jian nodded subconsciously, and only laughed after a while, and smiled mysteriously at Kong Wen: "Can't you see that the demon barrier in your heart is not small, Senior Brother?!hehe!!"

'Send them to the Buddha', no matter how nice it sounds, it's just killing!

The murderous intent is so resolute, it can be seen that Kongwen's heart is not as detached and indifferent as it seems!

Kongwen laughed and scolded: "What kind of magic barrier? I'm just angry!"

"Hehe, don't say it, I see what you mean. Sorami waved his hand, as if I didn't listen to your quibbles.

Kong Wen smiled helplessly, and no longer paid attention to him.

Buddhism has 'Vajra angry eyes, so subduing the four demons, and Bodhisattvas lowering their eyebrows, so there are six paths of compassion.' The prohibition of killing is just to prevent the warrior monks from committing murder and killing at will by relying on their martial arts, but it does not mean that others kill the people in the same temple, but they can't kill the killer. If that's the case, why did the Shaolin Temple deliberately let the two of them go down the mountain?!

Stroked his sleeves, Kongwen said with a smile: "Okay, let's go quickly, we have to hurry to Wushuang City." ”

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