It is said to be incense, but everyone understands that it has just passed the killing line, not to mention incense, even if you see the true Buddha, you may not be able to meditate, Zhang Mingyue killed people and the monks dispersed before sitting silently on the steps under the Bodhi tree and wiping the broken knife, Sima Yun said that the knife should be replaced, but the knife that has been used for three years is really reluctant to be lost, although it is now that the old man is with him, when he worships the sword mountain, the eldest lady of the Meng family has prepared a lot of entanglements, and he is unwilling to ask for it, but he is not willing to spend it indiscriminately, and the knife can be used, so he will use it first, Fang just killed the monk of the Western Regions with a knife, in fact, he was just caught off guard by the opportunity and was caught off guard before he could succeed with a knife, if not, he was a monk who Zhang Mingyue might not be able to do anything about it.

It was really a knife licking blood, and once again brushed shoulders with death.

The old sword god and Sima Yun went to the incense and the warrior monk on the mountain cleaned the battlefield of Fangcai, the one-armed old man's sword has a momentum, although a sword slashed twenty-four tantric masters but there are no stumps and broken arms, and there is not even much blood left on the ground, Zhang Mingyue knows that this should be the power of the sword Zhan Lu, I have heard that there are many people in the rivers and lakes who like to raise swords with their own essence and blood, so that the sword raised has a strong sword intent before it is unsheathed, and there are more kendo masters who are proficient in killing people with flying swords, although Zhan Lu has not been raised with human essence and blood, but since his birth, there have been two thousand lives under the sword, and those who have raised swords with their own essence and blood year after day are comparableIf the tantric master is alert fast, maybe he will not die so fast, and the four kinds of people who walk the rivers and lakes are the most not to be underestimated, that is, Taoist priests, monks, women and children, this is the experience that Zhang Mingyue has summed up in the past three years, there is a way to walk the rivers and lakes martial arts second, and the eyes are the first.

"How nice it would be if I could also have an indestructible weapon like an old man? It's just that this Jianghu likes swords, and doesn't seem to like swords. ”

The young man sat alone under the linden tree and shook his head.

"It's not that this river and lake doesn't like swords, just because there was a Spring and Autumn Sword God in front of him back then, which caused the trend of learning swords in this river and lake, and they all said that they wanted to be swordsmen in the sword rivers and lakes, and no one would say that they wanted to be swordsmen who walked the rivers and lakes with swords, right?"

I don't know when Sima Yun has arrived behind him, Zhang Mingyue is a little surprised.

"Didn't the old man say that you should accompany him to meet a friend, why did he come back so soon?"

Sima Yun sat down next to Zhang Mingyue.

"The old man's friend, not my friend, used to say hello casually and I couldn't get used to hearing the two of them talk about the obscure Buddha teachings, I asked myself that I had no Buddha nature, and I never thought that I would be a living bodhisattva for all sentient beings. ”

"Speaking of the Bodhisattva, I think of one thing, in the past, the sage of Jiuhua Mountain was to enlighten Zen under the Bodhi tree behind you, and after thirty years, he finally got the favor of the Buddha saint, and once he realized Zen, he went down the mountain to purify all sentient beings, who knew that this sentient being had not yet suffered a catastrophe, after all, the sage was just a person in the red dust, and the sage also had to eat and drink Lazar? ”

"Our rivers and lakes have also produced a lot of real sensational characters in the world for decades, but I don't know why these people don't seem to live long, let's just say that the two fathers and sons on the sword mountain are really powerful characters throughout the ancient and modern times, but they ended up with the same fate, don't say that the Meng family's affairs are made by me, I don't have that much ability, just because he worships the sword villa, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, Meng Jingran was angry and forced to borrow the power of heaven and earth into the land immortals, I always feel that there seems to be a big hand behind the world that does not know where it exists to stir up the wind and clouds。 ”

"Of course, these things are not something we should worry about, at the moment, this Jiuhua Mountain must not be able to stay longer, presumably the master of the Tantric Sect will definitely release the news if he suffers a loss, and there will be a large army here soon, do you know why the old man let the Tantric master go down the mountain? In fact, he could have killed a hundred, right?"

Sima Yun pulled the hair that fell randomly in front of his forehead, Zhang Mingyue had the impression that every time this person did this action, a lot of thoughts rose in his heart, and it was the same when he was doing business in the past, but now this habit has not changed.

"Isn't it to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger?"

"Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger can be said to be one thing, so that the master of the Western Regions is jealous of my Central Plains and does not come to the Central Plains at will, this second is to build momentum, with Xuanyuan Hong's temperament, he will not let us go easily, and now he has Xuanyuan Qingshan's order to be more unscrupulous, he is humble and willing to Shi Xiuqi's words are good, but I think that with the arrogant nature of our great prince, most of them will not listen, when the army comes to exterminate the three of us, it will make the rivers and lakes fall into shock again, so that the great prince will be on the cusp, so that it can be more beneficial to His Royal Highness the Prince, in fact, our Emperor His Majesty in the palace is not a mediocre personOf course he knows how powerful it is. ”

"Saying a thousand ways and ten thousand, it is nothing more than a sentence, Xuanyuan Qingshan, I underestimate our rivers and lakes. ”

Zhang Mingyue listened to Sima Yun's words, but he didn't take it to heart, he stood up and patted his buttocks.

"I don't know when you started to become so ambitious, in short, I don't have any interest in this Jianghu, I just want to figure out my life experience, there is an old man to accompany the sword to have a leisurely ride, the country, the world, I don't want Zhang Mingyue, I just want the three of us to be safe and sound." ”

"There is no good wine, we can drink bad wine, there is no meat to eat, we can eat vegetables, it really doesn't work, I Zhang Mingyue can still return to the old business, a knife to feed the three of us, this confidence is still there, in short, no matter what, I don't want to lose anyone around me in this torrent of rivers and lakes." ”

Zhang Mingyue silently recalled the bits and pieces of the past three years.

"Three years ago, you picked me up from the desert and gave me a life, some kindness, it takes a lifetime to repay, I don't want you to stir up the world, because I don't want you to die so early. ”

After the young man with the knife left the Bodhi tree that had once realized the saint of Buddhism, the man in green shirt, who had always been pampered and not shocked, sighed.

"You've only remembered most of what I've taught you in the past three years, but you've forgotten the most important sentence. ”

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. ”

......

Buddhism said to enter this door needs six pure, but people are not sages who can have no seven emotions and six desires, the old sword god a sword to solve the danger of Jiuhua Mountain is regarded as a guest of Jiuhua Mountain, although there are many monks in the temple know that the solution to the current crisis will soon have a greater crisis to come, but after all, for the arrival of the old sword god is still happy, there is a way is love and Wu, so Zhang Mingyue Sima Yun also naturally became a guest of Jiuhua Mountain, Zhang Mingyue bored when he walked through most of the Guiyuan Temple, for the temple probably also has an understanding, although it is the world's famous Buddhist holy land, but in fact, there are not many monks, go around and around to a place where there are many pagodas, there are two warrior monks guarding here, and although Zhang Mingyue came to hinder the rules of the temple, he finally let go.

"Donor, this place is my holy place of Buddhism, there are relics of my Jiuhua Mountain monks in the past dynasties to be preserved here, just take a look, don't disturb the monks of the past dynasties at will. ”

Zhang Mingyue was noncommittal, and if he was dead, where would he come from? It was nothing more than the rhetoric of Buddhism.

In the past three years, he Zhang Mingyue has not believed in heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and only believes in the knife behind him.

"Two masters, just go in and take a look, you can rest assured. ”

Entering the pagoda group, the Dharma names of various generations of enlightened masters are densely written, and the farthest can be traced back to hundreds of years ago.

"It's been hundreds of years, even if there are relics, it should be bleak now, the name of a lifetime before death, after death, it is just a piece of loess, it is really not interesting. ”

Zhang Mingyue stopped under the tallest pagoda that was built, there is a bright lamp burning on the pagoda, and the tower body is engraved with the word Huiqing, this Huiqing wants to be the name of the saint of Jiuhua Mountain, but I didn't expect that what the old monk said was true, and a generation of monks passed away here.

"It's ridiculous not to write the common name and write the Dharma name when you die, poor generation of saints, I don't even know where this person's name comes from when I die, if this is a Buddhist saint, I have some sympathy,"

Zhang Mingyue shook her head.

"When you enter the Buddha's gate, the red dust has been broken, how can it be necessary to write down the common name? Maybe the common name is not even remembered by Zen Master Huiqing himself. ”

There is a faint sound under a few stupas not far away, Zhang Mingyue looks at the voice, there is a young monk in green clothes is holding a broom to clean the fallen leaves in this holy place, although it is about to enter the summer, but there are still a lot of dead leaves in this cemetery, Buddhism has a Zen, that is, every round death of a master will plant a Bodhi tree, now this cemetery has been densely packed around at least hundreds, some are luxuriant, some have withered and withered, in this cemetery is even more lonely, although the young monk is not handsome but also dignified, thick eyebrows and two swords, but the body is a little too thin, he swept a place in front of a pagoda to stand quietly for a moment so repeatedly, Zhang Mingyue didn't know how many hours ago this monk started cleaning, swept and fell, fell and swept a second time, it was really endless, Zhang Mingyue couldn't help but say lightly.

"How can anyone not remember their name, born in Hongchen's name has accompanied their life, entering Buddhism is nothing more than looking down on Hongchen and wanting to stay away from the world, and if you want to stay away, you need to forget some things, but I know that there are some things in this world that the more you want to forget, the more you remember clearly, if you can really forget, there will not be so many troubles in the world, if you really forget, this Huiqing Zen master will not go down Jiuhua Mountain after realizing Zen, and go down the mountain, most likely to settle the grievances of the past years, Master, what I said is right?"

The monk stands quietly under a stupa not far away, letting the breeze blow in his face.

"What the donor said is right, Huiqing Zen Master went down the mountain after attaining the Tao in order to settle the grievances of the past, but the person said by the donor will not forget that the little monk did not agree with the past, such as the donor, the donor can remember his past?"

In the words of the young monk, the young man with the knife is like being struck by lightning.

"Who is Master? Why haven't I seen you in the Luohan Hall, and how can Master be so free in this holy place of Buddhism?"

"The little monk is just an unknown monk on this Jiuhua Mountain. ”

The young monk stood still under the pagoda for a moment, and then picked up the broom again to sweep the fallen leaves of the holy land.

"The donor has never seen the little monk, the little monk has been responsible for cleaning the holy place here for many years, and has never left the holy place or gone down the mountain. ”

"And how did you know I had lost my old memories?"

Zhang Mingyue couldn't help but ask coldly.

"It's just that I saw the confusion in the eyes of the donor, and I saw that I don't know where to go, this kind of look should not appear on a person of the size of a donor, if not, it would be impossible for him to have such a strong murderous aura at the age when he should be studying in the academy or practicing martial arts, and the little monk is just speculation. ”

The young monk said softly.

Zhang Mingyue doesn't agree with this statement, if this is the case, he can see a person's past clearly, but anyone who has been running in this river and lake for a few years can see it, but the monk is not as rigid as other monks, and he also knows how to talk to people, so he no longer has the tone to question.

"This Jiuhua Mountain monks have Zen monks, there are Taoist monks, from old to young, the green lantern ancient scroll twilight drum morning bell, nothing more than the cultivation of the Zen of Buddhism to achieve the body of a saint, why only Master, you chose to come to this place to bury the monks of the past dynasties to do the work of a scavenger? Could it be that the master does not want to realize the true Zen of Buddhism? I view the master swept this for most of the day, the back of the sweep cleaned, and the front of the fallen leaves fell, so repeatedly there will be no time to rest, no rest time, there is no extra energy to read Buddhist scriptures and participate in Zen, how is this good?"

Zhang Mingyue couldn't help asking.

I thought that this monk would sit down and talk to himself, a layman, about his Buddhism for a long time, although he didn't understand it, but he was also happy, but who knew that the monk only whispered, enter my Buddhism, and there is Zen everywhere.

Zhang Mingyue didn't want to listen to this mysterious Zen language, so she didn't have the idea of continuing to stay in this holy place, and casually said goodbye and hastily left this pagoda holy land.

"I didn't see Zen everywhere, but I saw a monk who couldn't eat the ancients, why not be happy to go down the mountain at such an age, marry a wife and have children? ”

Zhang Mingyue walked straight towards the Luohan Hall while chattering, the old man said that he would not stay on the mountain for a long time, and he probably understood the character of this one-armed old man after getting along for so long, if he is willing, he can make a deal with you for a penny, if he is unwilling, it will be difficult for the daughter to buy him a word, saying that he will not stay if he wants to leave, but the old man did not see it in the past, but he saw the man in green shirt who was negative in the piano playing chess with the old monk of the Luohan Hall in the Bodhi tree before that.

"It's a good idea. ”

Zhang Mingyue hugged her arms and walked quickly to the Bodhi tree.

"I can't talk about the interest, it's just a whim, where did you run after so long?"

Sima Yun never looked up, only stared intently at the chessboard, a guzheng brought down from Emei did not leave an inch, which made Zhang Mingyue more and more curious about how much ability this old fox still had He didn't know, could it really be a turbid son who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Zhang Mingyue immediately denied his own idea, this old fox did business bargaining, and the rest, except for Emei Guanyue Tower and Fuqin under Baijian Mountain, it didn't seem to have much to look at, Zhang Mingyue pouted.

"I just went to the pagoda where the monks of the past dynasties were buried, and I thought I would see the true Zen of the monks of the past dynasties, but I didn't see it, but I saw a boring monk?"

Syllable.

The white child in the old monk's hand suddenly fell off his hand and fell on the chessboard, and then he looked very excited.

"Donor, did you say you saw a monk? What does the monk look like? Is he sweeping the floor?"

"Exactly. ”

Zhang Mingyue replied honestly, but she didn't know why this old monk was suddenly so excited, so she said.

"Is there a problem with this monk?"

"No, no problem. ”

Where is the old monk still in the mood to play chess at the moment, and after saying goodbye, he hurriedly walked towards the mountain behind the Luohan Hall, if it weren't for the fact that his hands and feet were not good because of his old age, Zhang Mingyue would not doubt that the old monk would run away like a rabbit.

"The last is the place where the old man goes, the Dharma Cave, and the place where the old man goes, his friend is the presiding abbot, and even the master of Tantra comes to step on the mountain gate and does not go out of the gate but for the old man to get out, our old man is really face-saving. ”

Sima Yun chuckled.

Zhang Mingyue didn't care whether he was hosting or not, but he wondered why the old monk was so excited, and immediately told Sima Yun about the causes and consequences of meeting the monk, hoping to see one or two.

Who knew that Sima Yun couldn't say one, two, three.

"Although I don't know what this monk is sacred, but it is not an ordinary person to make the old monk so excited, there is a way that things are abnormal and there must be demons, if you can put yourself in the shoes of the monk you can understand, ordinary people may be an unknown monk who cleans the temple? If you are really curious, then we will go and take a look, if you are not curious, you will accompany me to play two games, and wait for the old man to come out. ”

"Come on. ”

Zhang Mingyue waved her hand.

"It's not that you don't know what level I have, it's okay to watch chess, just play chess, it's better to turn over the Qingguan surnamed Yang's path to send me one hundred and eight knives, but when it comes to the surname Yang, I think of Princess Zhaoyang again, and I don't know how she is now. ”

"If you think about going to Xichu, it's a simple matter. ”

Sima Yun smiled and said with a smile, Zhang Mingyue was too lazy to pay attention to it, so she sat down and flipped through the knife book, Sima Yun saw that he was not accompanied, so he took care of himself and fiddled with the white and black zi, with great interest.

But after half an hour, I saw the old man walking step by step with his hands in his hands, followed by the old monk and a gray-bearded but energetic old monk, wearing a robe, thinking that it should be the abbot of Guiyuan Temple, Huineng Zen Master.

The old sword god had not yet spoken, and the presiding over Zen Master Huineng said.

"Is it the little benefactor who saw my holy land sweeping monk?"

Zhang Mingyue didn't know why it was related to the sweeping monk, but she still answered honestly.

"I've seen it, but I don't know who the master is in the temple. ”

"Whoever is a little donor doesn't need to care, that person asks me to send you something. ”

Zen Master Huineng took out a square box from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Mingyue.

"It's ......"

"The abbot asks you to take it, and you will take it, but the old man doesn't remember that you Zhang Boy is such a twisted person. ”

The old sword god waved his hand and said, Zhang Mingyue didn't look at what was in the box and put it away, when it was time to say goodbye, Zhang Mingyue was really not used to listening to the words of parting, and always felt a little sad, when Shangqingguan parted was not the same, staying in a place for a while would have feelings, even if it was a place like Jiuhua Mountain, which was full of monks.

The old sword god didn't say much, only said that his old friend cherished it, and the abbot Huineng Zen Master was no different.

Hurriedly came, hurriedly parted, only the traces of the Arhat Hall being passed through the hall by the tantric master Buddha beads also proved that the three of them had been on Jiuhua Mountain.

After the three of them left, the old monk said softly.

"What's next?"

"Naturally, Xuanyuan Hongtu will not come to deal with me Jiuhua Mountain, so it is a great disapproval of the world, but Lao Gao, an old friend, I am afraid that he will not be at peace. ”

"The Spring and Autumn Sword God is back in the rivers and lakes, it must be so. ”

The old monk was about to lean over to collect the game of Go, but he couldn't help but be shocked on the spot.

"Killing ...... from all sides"

......

Under Jiuhua Mountain, the tantric monk who blocked the mountain gate has left, and the more than 20 corpses left on Jiuhua Mountain forever, presumably the tantric master was not lightly angry, and the three white horses under the mountain have died violently, but it is only half a day, and it is twenty or thirty miles away

Zhang Mingyue took out the box she got from Jiuhua Mountain in her arms, and opened it curiously, but saw a dim Buddha bead lying quietly inside.

"Relics?"

"That's right. ”

The old sword god walked between the two.

"You kid is also blessed, Mount Emei has to enter the Tibetan Sword Pavilion to watch the sword, send the fairy mountain to get a hundred and eight knives, and now Jiuhua Mountain has the relics of the Buddhist monks, how many people in the world are better than you?"

The old sword god smiled.

However, Zhang Mingyue did not agree.

"What's the use of this relic? It's just a dead man's thing, and I feel uncomfortable at the thought of bringing a dead man with me at any time, but I don't know which monk left it, it can't be the Buddhist saint, and what is the origin of the monk who swept the floor? It is really unbelievable that the abbot can be moved. ”

"But you are in the midst of blessings, and you do not know blessings. ”

Sima Yun chuckled.

"How many people in the world want to get the Buddhist relics can't get it, and you still dislike it when others send you, do you know that if this relic is worn on the body, it has the magic power of concentrating and calming the spirit, driving away evil and avoiding evil?"

"Can you drive away evil spirits and avoid evil, can you solve trouble?"

"I'm afraid we'll have to solve the trouble on our own. ”

All three looked up at the same time.

"It's really fast, presumably these people are not the only ones who came to my Central Plains this time, and it is not easy to hide so many masters who can mobilize so many masters so quickly. ”

Sima Yun became serious.

Zhang Mingyue put the relics away again, and there were already thirty or forty monks in front of him who blocked the way of the three of them, including the tantric master who had been put down the mountain by the old man before, and at this time, the tantric master was not the leader of these thirty or forty monks.

Tantric Buddhism is a realm of heaven and man.

Zhang Mingyue was shocked, she didn't expect that there would be such a powerful figure coming to the Central Plains, and the Central Plains Martial Arts had no way of detecting it, it was really a clever hiding method.

"These two tantric masters will be handed over to the old man to deal with, but if there is a fight, the old man may not be able to take care of you, so you can only rely on yourself. ”

"The Central Plains Sword God Li Wenzhen, the poor monk of the Western Regions Landa Temple, is here to appreciate the demeanor of the Central Plains master. ”

The leader of the monks in the Western Regions should be the first.

"Li Wenzhen, the poor monk said that you will regret letting me go down the mountain, and now it is credible?"

Facing the cold words of the two tantric masters, the one-armed little old man chuckled, he didn't speak, he took a step, and the three-foot Qingfeng with the sword box was already out of the sheath.

"With the sword intent of the Tantric Buddhism Vajra old man, this deal cannot be missed. ”

The tantric master who was let go by the old man before said in a deep voice.

"Kill the two little ones first. They don't have much to rely on. ”

When the old sword god had arrived in front of the two of them, the three-foot Qingfeng was cut off on the head, and there were already thirty tantric masters coming straight towards Zhang Mingyue and Sima Yun, and Zhang Mingyue had drawn his sword and was ready to fight.

"If I survive this time, I'll really want to add myself a decent knife. ”

Zhang Mingyue thought silently in her heart.

There was a tantric master who came straight towards Sima Yun.

"Such a powerless scholar dares to go to the rivers and lakes?"

The tantric master sneered, but he couldn't laugh immediately, in his eyes, the man in the green shirt who was just a scholar didn't know when he had a broken knife in his hand, and he was as negative as ever.

Sima Yun said softly.

"If your monk saw my Central Plains scholar Meng Jingran and became angry and entered the land immortal, I'm afraid he wouldn't laugh at the scholar like this. ”

"Scholars have knives in their hands, and I have them in the world. ”