Updated: 2013-08-13

Like a ghost, Moko walked slowly towards the glittering white glorn. He didn't know who lived in this stone cave, but he had an intuition that he must be a strong man with great perseverance and great magical powers.

With his current control of the body, Moke Wanqian is as light as a swallow, like catkins gently floating by, but Rao is so, when it is more than twenty meters away from the cave, the beautiful music suddenly disappears, and the entire stone cave falls into silence.

"Who"

At this moment, a gentle voice came, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, although he did not see the person who spoke, Moko had a feeling in his heart, this person was a person of great compassion.

With his hands folded, Mo Ke saluted respectfully, and then he spoke, "This senior, the disciple is a disciple of the Dafan Temple, Mo Ke, who was summoned here by the Supreme Elder, and accidentally heard the music of the senior, and was attracted to it, and there was no malice. ”

"Oh, hehehe, come in," the voice was slightly stunned, and issued an invitation.

With a happy face, Moko folded his hands and walked forward respectfully step by step, zuihou, stepping into this cave with a faint white light.

"Yikes!"

After entering it and seeing the scene in the stone cave, Moko screamed, as if he had seen something terrifying, and his body took two steps back, stammering, and extremely frightened.

It's a huge cave, a little dark and damp, and there is a Buddhist lantern in the cave, and the wick is shaky, illuminating the things in the cave. In the center of this cave, the heat wave rushes to the sky, a magma pool with a radius of three meters is constantly tumbling, and a stream of magma is gushing up like a hot spring, the most terrifying thing is that in this magma, there is a middle-aged monk who is about forty years old, with a kind face, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

The reason why Mo Ke exclaimed, in addition to the fact that this monk was sitting in the magma, his shoulders were pierced, and two strange iron chains as thick as children's arms, showing five colors, were firmly locked and wrapped around a huge black and gold iron pillar in the cave.

"This," Moko was breathing heavily, unable to believe his eyes.

It's hot magma, and it's been soaked in it for a long time, even if Moko's flesh is strong now, it's unimaginable, it's really terrifying. Moreover, what shocked Moke even more was that this middle-aged monk seemed to be unaware.

"Little guy, you are also a disciple of the Great Brahma?, eh, you have just started a short time, right?" the middle-aged monk spoke, and his words seemed to contain some kind of magic.

Looking at the other party's extremely gentle, compassionate eyes, the panic in Mo Ke's heart was reduced a lot, and he stopped moving forward, stood at the door of the cave, saluted him respectfully, and then said, "This senior, are you the senior elder of my Dafan Temple?

"Haha, you want to ask me if Weishenme is being held here, right?" Haha smiled, and the middle-aged monk smiled.

Moko nodded, looking at his body soaked in hot magma, and his eyes showed a look of unbearability.

"Little one, let me tell you a story. ”

It seems that he has a good impression of Moko, and the middle-aged monk did not directly answer Moko's question, but opened his mouth to tell Moko a story. Moko nodded, and then, his eyes showed reminiscence, and his voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Once upon a time, there was a genius disciple in Dafan Temple, who broke through to the realm of Yuan Buddha at a young age, and even comprehended the true meaning of my Buddha, with endless witty words. At that time, the Great Brahma bowl of the town temple had not been lost, and its strength was among the many temples, and it was also considered to be middle and upper-class. Later, in the course of his training, he met a woman and had some entanglements with her, because he was dedicated to worshipping the Buddha in his heart, he categorically rejected the woman's confession that he wanted to stay with his appearance and left the woman. However, halfway through, he happened to hear the news that the woman was in great trouble, so he thought twice and went to rescue the woman. ”

With a faint smile on his face, the middle-aged monk continued to speak, "He successfully rescued the woman, but he killed a few cultivators, and the cultivator's sect came to Dafan to make trouble. He was disciplined and imprisoned. Later, the woman infiltrated Dafan to save him, was found, and escaped. And on that day, the bowl of the temple of Dafa was lost. As a result, he was sent by the Great Fan to recover the Great Fan bowl, and returned in vain for a hundred years, coupled with some traitors' slanderous rumors, he became a sinner and was imprisoned in a forbidden place. ”

Moko listened carefully, and then said, "Senior, this person, is it you?"

"Yes, this person is me! I have been imprisoned here for more than 700 years, but I am afraid that the Dafan Temple has long forgotten me as a sinner, right? In order to reach the realm of Yuan Buddha and have a thousand years of life, my suffering is far from over!" said this, and the middle-aged monk was careless.

"Seven hundred years, Senior, I know that the Yuan Buddha level is strong, and he has a thousand years of life, but my master is also a Yuan Buddha, and he is only more than three hundred years old, but he is extremely old, why is the predecessor so young?" Mo Ke exclaimed, and then showed doubts.

He glanced at Moko with a smile, and then the middle-aged monk said, "Actually, I also looked like this because I took a magical beauty herb when I was young. Anyone who takes this spirit grass will generally age rapidly only when his longevity is at the end of his life. ”

"I see," Moko nodded, indicating that he understood.

Looking at this predecessor of the Dafan Temple whose shoulders were pierced and tormented in the magma, Moko suddenly felt great compassion.

"Senior, junior just attracted by a burst of beautiful music, I don't know" Moko didn't know what to say for a while, so he diverted the topic.

Hearing Mo Ke ask like this, the middle-aged monk smiled, then his mouth sucked slightly, and with a bang, a willow leaf flew into the cave and fell into his mouth.

"This song is called Spring Water, it is the woman's favorite song back then, although the predecessors of the Dafan Temple believe that the Buddha treasure of the town temple is missing, and it is related to it, but I think that it must not be her doing!"

"Seniors"

There was a feeling of familiarity at first sight with this middle-aged monk, the more the two chatted, the more familiar they became, Mo Ke was no longer detained, he talked about everything, and he told him some of the situations he knew in recent years.

And when it came to Buddhism, the two of them hit it off at first sight, quoted scriptures, began to study and discuss, and for a while, they forgot the passage of time.

Gradually, the sky turned white, and it was almost dawn.

Somewhat reluctant to stand up, Mo Ke folded his hands again, and said to the middle-aged monk, "Senior, you and I have chatted all night, and my predecessor has a unique and novel view of Buddhism, which can be described as a new way, which makes me feel like I have been empowered, can you tell me the Dharma number? Also, if there is any wish for, I Mo Ke can do it, and I will definitely do it for my senior!"

When he said these words, Mo Ke's expression was very sincere, these words were completely from his heart, and he felt like he was at home at first sight with this middle-aged monk, so he wanted to help him.

"Hehe, my Dharma name is Zhizhen, in fact, I have two great wishes, one is that if one day you see a woman with a red butterfly birthmark on her face, who calls herself Midorihime, bring me a sentence and tell her that if there is an afterlife, the fish is willing to be in the waterhole for a lifetime! ”

Jijin told Moko his wishes, and he knew that both wishes would be difficult to fulfill, but since this kind-hearted little monk was willing to help him, let him tell him.

Nodding solemnly, Mo Ke didn't have the slightest perfunctory meaning, and said very seriously, "Senior Zhizhen, I Mo Ke remembers your wish, don't worry, if I have the opportunity and the ability to fulfill your wish, I will definitely not break my promise, try my best to help you complete it, it's dawn, I need to leave." ”

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