Those who did not seek to practice diligently in the temple and repair the temple at the same time would naturally not know that at this time, three horsemen were traveling from the southeast all the way north, crossing the mountains and ridges. The horses were tired and sleeping in the open air.
In the world, even if there are many famous divination experts, they cannot all count the number of days in the future. They can look forward for five hundred years and look back for a thousand years. What's more, ordinary monks who practice diligently in temples only need to eat vegetarian food and worship the Buddha wholeheartedly. They don't need to look forward or backward, and they don't need to deal with the increasingly dangerous world. Therefore, even if they don't seek temples, they have already fallen behind. In the mortal world, I no longer look like I was alone in the world in the past, I am still content and contented.
In this way, no matter how powerful he is, he will still have some complaints against Wu Dajianxian and the Taoist Master Zhizhi. The outside of Buqiu Temple was originally a grand scene, but now it was destroyed by the pouring sword energy. Although the Buddhist temple and hall have been repaired many times, they are no longer the same bleak appearance as before. However, all the surrounding mountains, rivers and lakes have been damaged. At present, On the contrary, it is so empty and vast, with thousands of ravines, it really has never been compared to what it was back then.
Fortunately, it was Zhe Shi who took the great responsibilities of the temple on his shoulders. He had not done anything like carrying earth and water that any previous abbot of Buqiu Temple had done. Even though he was very good, he naturally had to work harder than others. He calculated that repairing the main hall would be regarded as the abbot's meritorious deeds. Now that autumn has come, it should have been the corner where the two most advanced swordsmen in the world had sat cross-legged. The red maples around them were blooming in a beautiful and mellow color. Although the vermilion looked charming, it was actually not driven by the breeze. Dignified and free-spirited.
The remaining three senior brothers from Zheshi all came out to seek their hearts. Furthermore, they took care of their cultivation and made way for those who came after them.
There has been such a rule in the temple since ancient times. Whenever a new abbot succeeds, all his fellow disciples and brothers will be sent to the world. On the surface, it seems that they are worried that others will be depressed, and they are specially sent out of the mountain to go to the human world to suffer. Cultivation, I want to return to my true state of mind. I have never thought about the words greed, anger, and foolishness. However, after thinking about it carefully, I have to take precautions and be wise and tight no matter what.
The issue of power and authority has always been not just a human matter. In countless Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, the change of temple masters and abbots has led to many precedents of chaos, which has been countless throughout the ages. Although it is a place outside the house, what everyone seeks is to return to one's original nature, to seek immortality, to be pure and natural, or to understand the good deeds of Buddhism. There is no way to escape being divided into three, six or nine categories. There are only a few people who are free from worldly thoughts that trap their minds. It seems that the eminent monk who established Buqiu Temple had figured out this matter early on, so he specially added such a clause in the temple rules to prevent future generations from following in his footsteps. It actually made Buqiu Temple enjoy long-term peace and stability, and the harmony among the people was harmonious. Those who are very high-spirited and refuse to let go of their competitiveness can simply stay outside the temple and never return.
What has puzzled Zheshi recently is that these three brothers from his family have actually joined forces to join the world and join the world. It is hard to tell whether it is for the sake of cultivation, or because they are all unwilling to let go. Although they know this, they are considered human beings. It's normal, but when something really important comes, the depression in my heart will never be relieved, and there is no solution for not thinking about it for a long time.
Therefore, it is clear that at this time when the autumn colors are already thickening, this abbot who has taken over the temple is not considered to be short-lived. In addition to still working hard to make up for the repairs and repairs of the temple every day, he often sits at the place where the two swordsmen of the Five Realms of the World were competing, and never rushed. Birds migrating in autumn circled around their heads one after another, completely unaware that this smooth, white, and warm mountain rock was actually the top of the head of a young monk. Zhashi never paid attention to it, but instead It was to let the birds rest and warm their already slightly stiff wings in the autumn colors, and then they occasionally moved. The rest of the time, they were just sitting there.
I heard someone said that after my senior brothers left the temple, two of them went north and one went south. If you think about it for a moment, the two senior brothers who went north were probably going to the temple that was mentioned more and more frequently among practitioners. At the border gate of Beiyanze, it is probably necessary to rely on this most miserable place to temporarily dissipate the trivial resentment in the heart. Since it is beneficial to the war, it can also rely on Buddhist skills to repel monsters thousands of miles away. This kind of skill can cover the world. I have always trusted these senior brothers in my family.
But even if it was such a good thing, Zhe Shi didn't feel comfortable.
After all, after these three senior brothers left, the monks in the temple, even in private, would clasp their hands and say a word of abbot, but no one would laugh and call them "junior brother" a few times, so it was quite distressing.
Sometimes I even have to complain about my master, but
Thinking again of the Master who passed away and passed away, it seems that even if there is some blame in my heart, I need to put it away.
After all, I was just a follower following my master and brother in the past, but now I have a burden on my shoulders. I must not only ensure that Fuqiu Temple can be passed down from generation to generation without declining, but I must also consider whether the current situation in this world can still be tolerated. There is a state of mind that is peaceful in a corner and sticks to one place. Thinking about it, even if there were no changes in the situation, the chaos in Beiyanze, which was not far away from here, would probably soon bring the war to Buqiu Temple.
Whether it was to stay out of trouble and move the temple to the south, or to stay at the border with those who could not get away without asking the temple guards to advance or retreat together, Zhe Shi had never thought about it. Now that it was his turn to think about it, he always felt powerless. He often went to sit in a cave in the mountains near Buqiu Temple for a long time. Although Wu Shuang destroyed the mountain guarding formation with his sword energy, he still left behind such a cave with the names of the previous sages and abbots of Buqiu Temple engraved on it. It was quite kind, and it did not cause the world to be obscured. Can go.
Whenever the water flows back to the west and east, Zhe Shi always feels that life seems to be more comfortable in that ancient temple of bell tower, so even though he sits there all day long, his body becomes thinner day by day.
The chess watchers finally managed to save some distance and reach the chessboard. However, based on the clever moves learned from chess watchers, they always seemed to be a little hesitant to play against the heavenly numbers.
A while ago, a tall scholar with quite good behavior came from the border area of Bei Yanze and wanted to meet Zhe Shi. From the moment he saw this person, Zhe Shi knew that he was probably from Wu Shuangshan School, although he was not necessarily the same as that person. Wu Dajianxian was very similar to Wu Dajian, but it didn't seem to make sense. He felt that this person was very similar to Wu Shuang. He reported his family name and said that he came from the northern Yanze border. A few manpower will be used to renovate the city head to help.
And those monks who followed the scholar surnamed Liu returned one after another more than ten days later. They stayed in seclusion until they were almost haggard, but they still had to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name all day long. It was like seeing many people at the border of Beiyanze who were suffering from various diseases. An incredibly horrifying thing.
It is difficult to read the scriptures and it is difficult for the soul to return.
The three people who were only a few days away from Buqiu Temple were walking around. Although they didn't waste much time, they still received the letter from Shanlan City. Jiang Baigui was really very experienced in Taoism. He had already trained birds in the city. The letter was delivered at a lightning speed, and it was really very fast. It was not much inferior to the blue bird on Nangong Mountain. It had red feathers and a beak like a clam bead. It was quite lovable, but it should have been the same as these people. The nameless bird, which was quite close to people, was held in Liu Dan's hand three or two times, but it left in a hurry and refused to stay for a long time.
Speaking of which, Liu Dan is not a very vicious person. Unfortunately, he has not encountered any wild beasts in the mountains for several days along the way. He has very little food in his belly, and a bird comes out of his mouth. Now he sees such a plump bird. , to seduce the greedy man, he almost skinned and picked off the bird's feathers, set up a fire and drank wine, and beat his teeth as a sacrifice, so he provoked the book-bringing bird, which behaved quite humanely, and seemed to run away for his life.
Yun Zhong already knew that Jiang Baigui's layout was very big, but he didn't know that his layout was so big. Although he had said before that he was going to plan slowly, these moves were not small at all.
In Jiang Baigui's letter, he thanked him profusely, not for other actions, but for Yun Zhong's sword energy like a big snake climbing a mountain, which was enough to suppress the three families who already had evil intentions in their hearts from daring to act rashly, even until Jiang Baigui He tried to summon him, but there was still no movement. He seemed to be really shocked, and he didn't want to argue with Jiang Baigui, who seemed to be quite weak in any way. One is cannibalizing, the other is swallowing up whales, and the other is hurting both. Jiang Baigui has already blocked all the retreat routes, covering the ground with thunder, ponds, and seas of fire. Tigers leaping into streams are standing in front of Zhang Wang and Li San's family, refusing to retreat even a step.
There is also a very crooked line of handwriting in the letter. You don’t have to think about it, it must be written by the old man Guzhang. This stubborn old man has gradually regained his ability to use a sword. He can use his left hand better to lift a sword, but it is easier to use his left hand to lift a pen. Even Yun Zhong couldn't guess how the old man wanted to write with his broken right hand. However, Jiang Baigui must have tried hard to persuade him, so he had no choice but to put aside his thoughts of ghostwriting and gave up his seat to the unreasonable old man with a wry smile.
Even in the current situation when the world's alliance is in danger and the war of the Great Yuan Dynasty has been steaming into the sky for two years, there is such an important but not important Shanlan City. The eyes of the people in the world have not moved to this northwest of the Great Yuan Dynasty for many years. In this small border town, there is a position with quite a lot of ability, and
An old man who is always in a state of confusion, and a businessman who clearly knows that the road ahead is difficult and has a tough heart, has been holding the city together for the last time. Maybe he can neither influence the general trend nor make this mountain. Lan City will last forever, but the old man's sword may never leave its name in the world, let alone be passed down for hundreds of generations, and it may not be able to be used to establish a clan and be enshrined with incense.
But things in this world may not necessarily be accomplished because they are certain to happen, and the final outcome may not be determined. We are still inferior to others, but we still have to make moves.
There is no such thing as a high righteousness such as doing good deeds and not worrying about the future, but it is just the cycle of the world that keeps changing.
Maybe it's God's will, maybe there's a trade-off between the strong and the weak, or maybe there are millions of things that can change into thousands of things, but what needs to be done, after all, someone needs to do it in order to get that glimmer of opportunity.
