"The Buddha preached, Jueyuan once had an epiphany, and gave the lotus platform seven colors. There is still a son, called Jinghui, and the third generation is accompanied by Bodhi......"

Changmei slowly raised his steps, hundreds of steps, as long as 108,000 miles. The words of the Zen master of the Throne rang in his ears, when he was still young, about ten years old, and followed the Zen Master of the Throne to visit the Lotus Master.

Zen Master Jinghui received them very warmly, and in his few childhood memories, this old monk gave him the impression that he was extremely amiable and easy to get along with.

Remembering the return date, he was reluctant to give up, sat under the Changming lamp of the Siming Palace, and slowly said such a paragraph, which made him remember it to this day.

Zen Master Jinghui, before becoming a monk, was a good person of the ninth generation. The third generation accompanied Bodhi and began to enter the Buddha's door. But such a virtuous monk did not enter the holy realm, but stayed in this bitter cold place. For a long time, it has been a mystery in the hearts of long eyebrows.

Before stepping into the north hall, Changmei looked at the direction of the north city gate from afar, and there was a hustle and bustle everywhere in the city, but there was silence. He frowned, and called a guest monk and said, "The poor monk has long eyebrows, I want to see Zen Master Jinghui, please let me know." ”

The monk said: "The Zen master has instructed you not to disturb him tonight. ”

"How can this be?" Changmei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "In this case, the annoying junior brother brought a sentence, and said that the 'lair' of the man in black is in the city, and I don't know where it came from, but I am afraid that I will not be able to catch it, and I will ask the Zen master to take action in person." ”

"Master, wait. ”

The monk went to the guest monk, and after about half a moment, he came back and asked: "Zen master, please go and talk about it." ”

Crossing the Sixiang Temple, the Sifang Terrace, walking in from the small door, Changmei saw that Jinghui was meditating in the pavilion, so he went over to salute and said with a smile: "The Zen master is so idle, but the city has already turned upside down." ”

"There is Bodhi in the heart, and everything in the world is in the world, but after a while, there is enough trouble, and it will naturally stop. Zen Master Jinghui slowly opened his cloudy eyes, "Everything is not constant, it is changing all the time, if you can grasp the fleeting fate, this heaven and earth will not be in your eyes." ”

Changmei was half-understood when he heard this, and said helplessly: "Zen master, your words are getting more and more profound, but the disciple is a little confused. ”

"Heh......" Jinghui smiled softly, "but it is a poor monk, the so-called wonderful reason, it should be easy to understand." You said that the man in black was 'lair', what do you say?"

"Isn't it the Songtao of Yuanjue Temple," Changmei said coldly, "The disciple searched for the man in black, and happened to meet a puppet made of a man in black. The disciple was still waiting to investigate, but he ran out of the real pine and killed the puppet, and said that he had found the lair of the man in black and wanted to inform the Zen master. ”

Jinghui smiled faintly: "How is it that you are here." ”

"Song Tao disappeared all night and did not see him, although there was no flaw in his words, the disciple was still full of doubts in his heart, I am afraid that he is a puppet of the man in black, and he wants to harm the Zen master. The disciple deliberately provoked him and asked him to invite Zen Master Fahui. ”

Changmei sneered and said: "The disciple looks at the southeast, northwest and northwest cities, and the north city alone is silent, maybe the man in black deliberately did this, to lure the Zen master into the urn." ”

"If you have said that, what plan do you have to break it? ”

Chang Mei said slyly: "Zen Master Fang Cai has made a wonderful Zen, since you are accompanied by Bodhi in the third life, and you have penetrated the wonderful principles of heaven and earth, I am afraid that it has already been calculated, and how can the disciple have any wonderful plans." ”

This is a reluctance to contribute too much.

"Little slippery head. Jinghui smiled, but got up, came to his side in one step, and said slowly, "Even if you cultivate the third world of Bodhi, how can you penetrate the heavens and the earth." Heaven and earth are not in the eyes, but in the heart. ”

Changmei saw a flower in front of him, only to feel in the clouds, but for a moment, when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned, and he had come to the entrance of the North City Gate.

It was a quiet place, only the cold wind 'whirred' through the closed gate, making it 'squeak' and call.

"If heaven and earth are in your heart, you can go anywhere. Jinghui smiled slightly, and pointed to the void abruptly.

Ice clouds swelled silently, and from time to time heavy snow fell. Changmei stared blankly at the snowy sky and muttered: "This is the realm of Zen masters......"

"It seems that you have been fooled, someone wants the poor monk to leave the Ku Pagoda......"

Changmei woke up and couldn't help but exclaim: "You mean that Songtao is also fake?"

Jinghui reached out, as if reaching into the void, and gently pulled, and saw a figure in front of him, but it was Songtao, and he was already shocked by this shocking change.

Changmei was furious, slapped it with one palm, and the Buddha power in his palm was surging, hitting him hard. Unexpectedly, there was a muffled sound, and this pine wave turned into confetti in the sky.

"Damn!" Seeing this, how did he not know that he was being counterattacked, and his heart was filled with anger, and he brewed for a long time, and finally did not spit out swearing.

Jinghui smiled faintly: "Remember to set Zen Kung Fu, don't lose an inch." ”

Changmei calmed down and said, "Disciple doesn't understand, what is there to covet in the Bitter Pagoda?"

"But there is one thing I want you to do. Jinghui didn't answer, but instead instructed, "You go to Xicheng and relieve the siege for the outer disciples." There's a you, too, blocking the carriage. ”

Heavy snow covers the Fahua, and any qiē darkness will be hidden.

When Changmei heard this, he was furious, and immediately went to Xicheng without saying a word.

Jinghui moved, and when he was young, he returned to the bottom of the bitter tower, and after concentrating for a while, his body suddenly fell into the ground, and came to a dark cave, which was not spacious, but it was more than six zhang high.

In front of him was a black iron gate, three feet high, two feet wide, and several feet thick. Behind him sat a four-story tower, the top of which was sunk deep into the top wall, and if you looked closely, you would see that the tower looked exactly like the ancient tower that was exposed.

There are a total of 13 floors.

On the lowest floor, there is a closed door, carved a lotus platform on the left and right, and there is an angry eye vajra on each side, diagonally across the vajra circle, holding the pagoda in the left hand, and holding the demon pestle in the right hand. The door is overflowing with an inexplicable aura, and the tower body three zhang in front of a pitch-black inexplicable aura is interconnected, attracted, and fused, if it were not for the door on the King Kong suppression, the two are only afraid that they would have been rolled up in one place like dry firewood.

All the dark power brought back by the wagons was condensed into this mass, and there was surprisingly little of it. However, such a little dark power is the sum of the evil thoughts of hundreds of thousands of Buddhas. Once these evil thoughts return to the host's body, the entire Buddhist sect will be in chaos.

Jinghui turned around and looked at it lightly, no matter how chaotic the city was, even if the monks of the entire Fahua City died, as long as it was not lost, it didn't matter.

"Mr. Shiji, Mr. Big is useless......"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the black iron gate. Jinghui turned around expressionlessly, waved his robe, and the black iron door opened with a bang, but saw two people rolling in the fire, and after a while, they screamed and turned into ashes.

Jinghui's expression eased slightly, and said, "This time, thanks to Fazun, he is guarding the Bitter Pagoda. ”

"Jinghui, you are becoming more and more incompetent, so the ants are also put in to disturb the purity of the deity, don't you believe the deity?" The fire condensed into a strange beast, and said with a sneering face, "Go and tell Ananda, the next time you go to the Garan Puja, forgive the deity for not serving!"

"The thieves plotted to commit adultery, used their own disciples, and lured the poor monks out, but they had already seen the secret path and had already touched it. Jinghui said lightly, "Fazun forgive me." ”

"Humph!"

Fa Zun said coldly: "Why hasn't the last batch been shipped so far, those old things in the Holy Realm, they have been waiting for a long time, what are you going to do?"

The poor monk went to supervise it. Jinghui let him reprimand, and did not refute it, so he left.

......

The words were divided into two ends, but he said that Changmei rushed there, first watched in the dark, and saw a puppet pretending to be himself, unrelenting and entangled in the convoy. What made him even more angry was that the two sides of the drama fight, one of them, those 'his' followers, was still the disciples he was looking for in the city and wanted to bring back to the Dharma platform to practice.

"Don't have long eyes!" in his heart, he sentenced all these prospective apprentices to death.

"Look for death!"

Just when he was about to intervene to stop him, a master of the chariot and horse suddenly broke out at the scene, and a disciple with long eyebrows who was very fond was killed by one of his faces.

Blood splattered everywhere, and both sides stopped. The master who was secretly guarding was already holding back his anger, and said coldly: "Master Changmei, if you connive at your disciple and stir up nonsense, this matter will definitely be reported to the Fatai Sect!"

"What are you entangled?

The long eyebrows were extremely angry, and his body flashed, and he jumped off the field. Seeing this, the fake long eyebrows wanted to escape, but they were turned into debris by him with a blow.

The murderous monk was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, and couldn't help but say coldly: "Although someone is pretending, but you haven't arrived for a long time, the accomplice of the man in black, isn't it you?"

Changmei glanced at the group of would-be disciples who were stunned, and said angrily, "Why don't you go back quickly?"

The followers knew that they had caused a big disaster, and hurriedly carried the corpses of the same door together.

"Accomplice of the man in black?" Changmei looked at him and said with a smile, "It's the poor monk, what are you doing?" ”

"The master is self-respecting, and Fahua is not a ...... for you to bully"

"You don't have long eyes, you can't recognize the puppet, and you can't recognize me? Do you believe that this Zen master accused you of slandering the guru in the Luohan Hall?"

Buddhism is strictly ranked, and cultivation is the ranking. Regardless of the holy realm, in the sect, the highest rank is the Zen master, the second elder, the second arhat, and the last is the monk.

This murderous monk is just an Arhat, Zhaohui's realm has not been reached, but Changmei is a Zen master, and he is deeply relied on by the Zen master in Fatai Sect, he is a powerful figure, and he is by no means something he can provoke.

As soon as these words came out, they were really silent, and they didn't dare to agree anymore.

The long eyebrows disappeared slightly, and after all, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore, and said: "Zen Master Jinghui has been waiting for a long time, why don't you wait to transport the car quickly." ”

The convoy resumed.

Changmei didn't leave, his face was gloomy all the way, hoping that the man in black would come to sneak attack, looking forward to the secret passage, but he didn't expect to come, and he couldn't help but be even more gloomy.

Outside the black iron gate, he was not allowed to enter, and was politely invited out by Jinghui.

After the monk from the outer hall and the man went in, they never came out.

As soon as the qiē is ready, the Garan puja ends, and the four city gates are closed, and a layer of heavy slaughter covers the whole city.

The snow is flying all over the sky, and there is no end to it. Afterwards, the whole city resounded with Sanskrit chanting.

PS: The name of the chapter in the previous chapter is wrong, and it has been corrected.