A monk comes from the quiet mountain.
However, this old monk has never paid attention to the so-called carefulness. When he entered the mountain gate, he never knocked on the door, let alone bowed and saluted. He beat the drum forcefully like hammering open the Nangong Mountain mountain guard array, and slapped the mountain door open with one hand. So he walked straight into it, not caring about the etiquette of monks, and just did what he wanted when he came.
If it were anyone else, the person who broke into the mountain gate formation without any reason must have a good background. Naturally, he would have to step forward to ask about his origin. But who is Wu Shuang in the mountains of Nangong Mountain? , the two swords pierced the flowers and came suddenly, bringing up thousands of strong winds, and they were entangled with the old monk in an instant. The sword energy fluctuated one after another, and it was actually two or three points more blazing than before. The vast purple energy carried power. , actually suppressed the footsteps of the old monk. Even though the latter's physique was unparalleled, and the tiny sword energy could not get even closer to him, he was blocked by several sharp sword lights one after another, making it difficult for him to move forward.
Meeting old friends is always a wonderful thing, but the old monk and Wu Shuang, who were sitting firmly in the back mountain eating wine, were obviously different from ordinary people. Even before they met, they had already used all their housekeeping skills. When unfolded, the Zen staff met the two swords, and they fought each other. For a moment, it was like thunder splashing down from the mountain gate. One of them acted based on the profound sword energy, and the other relied on the power contained in the golden body to smash all the countless sword energy. However, he was helpless against the purple energy all around him. After holding on for two or three sticks of incense, he curled his lips and cursed. Tao, it's really boring to say that Mr. Wu is cheating, not using his sword energy, but instead learning such lowly methods of practicing his sword energy.
It wasn't until the purple mist dissipated that Wu Shuang in green clothes walked out of the back mountain with a wine gourd. Looking at the old monk's gray-headed face, he laughed at him, then bowed and saluted, and invited the old monk to go to the back mountain. Sit down. It's not that the grass and flowers in the back mountain are luxuriant, but it's because he's afraid that the monk's confidence will disturb Wen Yu's spiritual practice. That's why he is very reluctant to bring the old monk to the back mountain. He just ignores it and curls his lips. He sat down under the bamboo tree by himself and continued drinking.
"You guys are so excited. Do you think that after breaking into the five realms, no one in the world can be harmed, so you can just sit back and relax?" The old monk rarely got up and put on his cassock. He saw that Wu Shuang was drinking heavily, and there were already many things around him. In the empty altar, even if he smiled jokingly and put down his Zen staff, he sat cross-legged and looked at the flowers and plants around him. A few orioles stepped on the bamboo leaves, but the bamboo leaves were only slightly swaying. It looked like he was feeling comfortable and in high spirits. concentrated.
Wu Shuang was dressed in Tsing Yi, still looking as bored as ever. He swallowed a sip of wine, waved his hands and said, "It is definitely difficult to be alone in the world. Just talking about the masters of swords, there is also the Sword King on the Mountain. Death old Taoist, although I can't understand this person's style and swordsmanship, but since he can steadily eat my sword that hides the foundation of the Five Realms, even though the mountain has been closed for two or three years, he has probably been able to withstand the world. The biggest means of hurting people is to not fall down to the fifth realm, but it probably has many benefits. Just based on this, this pretentious Taoist is very capable, not to mention the leader of the Five Jue who has long transcended the five realms. , Although my spirit is not weaker than others, I still understand this bit of self-knowledge."
Sword King Mountain has been closed for two or three years. Even though in Wu Shuang's opinion, the Taoist might not be able to remove all the sword energy that contained the foundation of the Five Realms, he still felt uneasy and walked through many earth buildings in succession. But in the end, Still found nothing, but it was roughly speculated that the Taoist had not fallen into the fifth realm at least. Maybe he could temporarily step above the fifth realm, but it was nonsense to plan to forcefully trap the Taoist to death with this sword energy. Although Wu Jue has not taken action for a long time, the reason why Wu Jue dares to claim to be Wu Jue is that he naturally has his own mysterious and unpredictable methods. However, Zun Fang does not say anything about it, and he is in a very high state of mind. He wants to destroy a Wu Jue with the help of one Taoist foundation. I really look down on the people in Wujue.
"It's rare for you to regain your face," the old monk laughed, full of energy. He was not like those other worldly eminent monks, but had a strong charlatanism. He still talked happily and said with emotion, "In my opinion, With a master like you, he must have taught many bastard disciples. Few others have seen him, and even if they have met for so many years, they may not remember them. Only your little disciple, I remember it very firmly. It is obvious that he is even more serious than you, and self-destruction of meridians and other things, from the beginning of the cultivation journey to the present, it is estimated that all the dynasties together are only five counts. A kid who has never seen the three realms, how can The confidence that comes here will destroy all the meridians in the body."
Wu Shuang squinted his eyes and said angrily, "Come on, a senior who touched the threshold of the Five Realms many years ago was trapped by someone. He had to rely on his junior to sacrifice half his life to save him. I'm afraid he wasn't in an ancient temple. Being too old has made you stupid. This is not something worth ridiculing, but it sounds like you have always taken advantage of it. The older this person is, the thicker his skin is. It’s so uncomfortable.”
Wu Shuang was originally very indifferent, but after the old monk said these words jokingly, his face became a little angry and unhappy. It was obvious that Wu Shuang was very concerned about Yun Zhong's self-destruction of his meridians, so much so that he put his thoughts on hold of the casual conversation just now. Looking rather resentful, he glanced sideways at the old monk and kept curling his lips, so he didn't care about any seniors. The younger generation, with a mocking tone in his words, jumped into the wind without any hesitation.
The old monk saw that Wu Shuang was very impatient now. Even though he was grinning, he didn't care at all. He put his Zen staff across his knees, smelled the aroma of the wine, and said with a smile, "I haven't tasted wine in many years." Taste, in order to avoid being criticized by the people in the temple, I have not tasted even the plain wine with a strange and bland taste for many years. Now smelling the taste of the wine in your kid's hand, I really feel a little greedy. If I hadn't already eaten it right now I have made up my mind to stay in Zhongtai Temple until my death. Maybe I will break my vow today and drink all kinds of meat and vegetables before giving up."
Zen Master Fukong came here this time, but it was not to take advantage of his free time, but to entrust Wu Shuang with some entrustment. He said that the layout of the surrounding areas around the Zhongtai Ancient Temple had been cleaned up by the old monk alone, although it had not been done before. Using thunderous means to kill the enemy, he also drove countless horse thieves out of the realm of Guan. He also took all the thieves to one place and ordered the people in the temple to take turns giving sermons for seven days, almost driving all the thieves to fainting. Only after death has he given up. According to the old monk's own words, he had listened to it for several hours at first, but he always felt that there were mosquitoes and flies in his ears, which made people extremely depressed. I don't want to listen anymore.
Such words made Wu Shuang laugh and curse, saying that as the abbot of the temple, he could not listen to the scriptures and sermons. If he really wanted to spread the word, he would not make people in the world laugh. Since it was so unbearable , it would be better to resign as abbot and travel around the world for a few years, which can be regarded as a slight relaxation.
But Zen Master Fukong's face was filled with joy, but when he heard the words, he suddenly passed away. He was stunned for a while, and then reluctantly grinned, "Don't say that, it goes against the original intention of Buddhism. My memory has been a little bad these years. I forgot one sentence, what is it called?" When a gentleman does something, it doesn't matter what he thinks. In the end, if he does it, he is a worthy gentleman. Although I am not a gentleman, but since it is the master and junior brother who have guarded the lonely temple for the rest of their lives, we must guard it for the rest of our lives, even if If a bird comes out of your mouth, you have to endure it, right?"
Wu Shuang, who was in green clothes, also put away her smile, but it was awkward to hear these words. However, she looked at the old monk's snow-white brows again, swallowed the words back, shook her head and said, "We practitioners of the same generation belong to you. Lao Yu is the oldest Taoist leader, and the latter is still training disciples at Feilai Peak. I am afraid that next time he leaves the mountain, he will have to have his disciples travel around the world for him. With your skills, can you find a successor to inherit the mantle?"
"The Jianghu lacks everything, lacks human kindness, lacks peace, but does not lack the talents that people say are handsome. But from a distance, they look like human beings. When you get closer, you always feel that something is missing. Their character is also bad, and they have the wrong temper. There is only one thing. A young man who looks pleasing to his eyes, but unfortunately is not a Buddhist, so he has no choice but to pass on his half-full body of Buddhist teachings to the little novice monk, and pass on his cultivation skills to the boy. It may be more appropriate to divide him into two parts."
"Don't always think that I always scold you, kid, purely because you were nothing when you were young, and also because these few disciples of yours are really enviable and jealous. Now the five realms have been broken, and the mantle has been passed down. Yes, it seems that all the benefits available to cultivators in the world have been taken advantage of by you, and maybe even Shantaorong will be jealous because of this." The old monk curled his lips and smiled, "No matter how you put it, last time Your kid sent those two young men to help, and no matter what, he must express his gratitude. Although it has been delayed for a long time, it would be the most embarrassing thing if your kid came to ask for a thank you."
Zen Master Fukong has not been out in the past two years. Now he came here specifically to express his gratitude and not stay too long, so he planned to go down the mountain.
"You know Shantaorong will definitely not lie dormant for too long?"
"Of course I know that the old grudge between us and Wu Jue must be settled." Seeing the old monk's mocking face, Wu Shuang was also very embarrassed, scratched his head and smiled, "Probably he asked me to settle the score, but After all, soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the earth, so you have to deal with it hard, right? If the Five Jue forces come together, you have to resist it."
"You have to go and have a look at Beiyanze." The old monk retracted his gaze and looked outside the mountain. He sighed slightly, "When people are about to die, they can often see the great world in the future. That place in Beiyanze will definitely give birth to boundless things. Cholera, if we can't resist the evil monsters outside, I'm afraid the whole world will be immersed in blood, and it will be difficult to escape the war for years."
This time Wu Shuang didn't answer for a long time. He patted the old monk on the shoulder and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.
