(10)
After Miao Girl Mengdie left, the surrounding area fell silent for a moment, and everyone seemed to still be immersed in the tragedy that the monk Juexin, who had just broken the precepts, had just told. Even though he was just dictating, seeing Juexin's extremely abnormal reaction, everyone nearby was moved by it. Even the monks who originally tried to drive away the people with brooms had wet eyes. Perhaps only they, the monks, can best understand the pain of the enlightened mind.
Just imagine, if a person has extraordinary abilities and knowledge, and when he tries to use them to help the world, he is hindered by various restrictive treaties and commandments, which makes it impossible for him to do so, and he may even feel a bad sense of guilt for what he has done. Such contradictory yet bloody facts are before our eyes. All we can do is follow our own will as much as possible!
"Uh... cough, cough!" The old monk in front of the pagoda coughed twice, causing everyone to shout. "Master Yang, why is it important to go up the mountain this time?"
Yang Ji seemed to have just calmed down and said: "Back... back to Master, Yang went up the mountain this time, firstly, to say goodbye to Master Xuanqing; secondly, to introduce you to some of my friends behind me..." After speaking, Yang Ji walked to the side, spread his hands and motioned for Bai Feng and others to come forward and introduce themselves.
After introducing them one by one, Xuan Qing's eyes were not on the two people who went up the mountain to ask for directions. Instead, they stayed on the young man carrying the sword for a long time and said: "Master Yang's friend must not be a simple person, right? Especially... This Young Master Bai, I always feel like the old monk has seen the weapon on your body somewhere before."
"Sword?" After hearing this, Bai Feng immediately took off the sword from his waist, held it in both hands, and replied, "Master Xuanqing, do you recognize this sword?"
Xuan Qing looked carefully at the dark purple scabbard. When his eyes moved to the ancient words on the top of the scabbard, his bloated eyes stared straight again, and immediately said in disbelief: "Hahaha... I never thought that I could still live to see the old monk." This sword once! Bai Shaoxia, can you recognize the inscription on the scabbard?"
"I recognize it, of course I recognize it!" Bai Feng nodded repeatedly, excitedly. Because he had already expected in his heart that the old monk in front of him might know the life of his master!
"Did the 'White Snake Immortal' and Shaoxia Bai ever know each other?"
"I know him! He is my master, the one who taught me literature and martial arts!" The young man holding a sword in both hands smiled happily, and so did Murong Yan beside him.
At the same time, the noble prince Qian Xi on the side also jumped for joy. He immediately walked to Bai Feng and exclaimed: "It turns out that Mr. Bai is a disciple of the 'White Snake Immortal'! I often see this person in county annals everywhere: People say that he has great martial arts skills and is proficient in all kinds of literature, Taoism and martial arts. The most special thing is that he is always accompanied by a white snake! Some people even witnessed the spectacle of him practicing martial arts duel with the white snake, hence the name 'White Snake Immortal' '."
"Hahaha..." Xuan Qing's dry laughter reached everyone's ears again, "Young Master Qian is so knowledgeable and talented! He even knows these things clearly! Speaking of which, why do you and your wife want to find Where is the Swallow Pond?"
Mei Niang bowed forward, made a blessing ceremony, and replied: "Master Xuanqing, to be honest, the slave family and the young master are being hunted and may die at any time. The two people who left just now... are The two killers among them...it was only Master Juexin who was kind and kind, so the slave family was lucky enough to save a life."
"Oh...it turns out that there is such a fate in this." Xuan Qing murmured: "Old monk saw that this Qingliang Temple is also quite pure and secular, so you two can stay away for a while again."
"Master, Qingliang Temple is a famous temple that is famous for hundreds of miles. The great eunuch has so many talented people and strangers under his command, so he will come here to investigate without too many doubts. Besides, if the matter between the two of us has affected everyone at Qingliang Temple, Monks, I’m really sorry for this!” Qian Xi bowed deeply and bowed.
Xuanqing shook his head and sighed, and said: "It's just that the mountain road leading to Yanzitan was destroyed by natural disasters many years ago. If the necessary herbs hadn't grown there, the monks in this temple would not have dared to take risks easily!"
Yang Ji on the side is also admonishing: "Master Xuanqing's concerns are not unreasonable! Since you two are fleeing for your lives, you can't take this risk easily!"
After Qian Xi and Mei Niang heard this, their thoughts of going to Yanzitan disappeared. He had no choice but to thank others for working so hard on his own affairs, and then indicated that he would find another place to hide and survive. Although Master Xuanqing verbally promised that Qingliang Temple would protect their safety, in fact he knew in his heart that this kind of protection would not last for too long, so he did not waste much words to keep them.
After a conversation, although the result was not satisfactory, the harvest was substantial. When several visitors bowed to say goodbye, Xuan Qing unexpectedly left Bai Feng alone. The smile on his face was particularly warm, and he looked at the young man and the sword in front of him as if he were facing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"Young Master Bai, please come with me." After Xuan Qing said that, he slowly stood up and called all the young monks around him away. Then he held his Zen staff and walked step by step towards the pagoda.
The young man followed behind with a sword in his right hand. Looking at the trembling figure of the abbot, he tried to bully him several times and stepped forward to help him. But Master Xuanqing would always reply to him in a child-like tone: "I just walk slowly, not that I can't walk!" As a result, the two of them walked that short distance for a long time.
After entering the pagoda gate, I saw the flickering candlelight on both sides, slightly covering the small Bodhisattvas next to it. Other than that, everything was pitch black, so the light outside the other arched pagoda gate at the end of the road seemed particularly bright and dazzling. . The young man's eyes wandered among the clay sculptures of Bodhisattvas of various shapes while answering Xuan Qing's questions.
"Young Master Bai, where did you get this sword?"
"I got it from the young master of the Shi family... Well, now it's time to call him the master of the Shi family!"
"Oh! I'm afraid you will encounter a lot of things along the way, right?"
"Yes, there are many things that I have never heard of before..."
"You must really want to know what kind of person your master is, right?"
"Well! How does Master Xuanqing know my thoughts?"
"Hahaha... Your master always likes to 'pretend and play tricks', so he will definitely not tell you everything! He didn't even tell you the name of the kung fu he teaches, right?"
"Well...it seems really..."
As they spoke, the two of them had already passed through the radiant arch. What is unexpected is that behind this door is a cliff of ten thousand feet, and this pagoda is built a few feet away from that cliff. There is a stone fence built on the edge of the cliff, forming a small half circle with the pagoda, which is just enough for two warriors to compete.
Abbot Xuanqing led Bai Feng to the edge of the fence, looked at the abyss below, and said: "It was here that your master threw the sword on you with his own hands."
"What?" Bai Feng looked at the seemingly short green tree below and said in surprise: "Master, why would he do this?"
"I don't know why, old monk. After he threw it down, he just sighed to me, 'Too many innocent people died under this sword, but the most damned one was not killed. It's just scrap metal.' Then he walked away. Gone..." Xuanqing looked at the Longming Sword on the young man's body and continued to recall: "I only remember that when he left, his beard and hair had become completely white, and he was much older than when he first came... Maybe he was Have you completely let go of everything in the past?"
"Master... what did he let go of?" Bai Feng couldn't help but look at the sword in his hand, thinking about all the stories about this sword, but still had no clue.
"This...I'm afraid you have to find the answer yourself. The old monk just knows that your master must be a great person. His conversation and knowledge are extraordinary, and he has done a lot of research on Taoism. He can follow If you come to visit me with the name 'Xuanqing', you think you think highly of me!"
Seeing how humble Master Xuanqing was, Bai Feng replied: "Seniors like Master Xuanqing think highly of Master so much, but I don't even know his name..."
"Don't be discouraged, old monk, I don't know either!" After Xuanqing said this, he pushed Bai Feng's arm to the center of the "little competition ground". Seeing the young man's embarrassment, he couldn't help but laugh again. : "Hahaha, you are far worse than your master! Now, draw your sword and use your most powerful move against me!"
After Bai Feng heard this, he was stunned for a long time, his doubts were evident, and he said: "How...what's going on?"
Xuan Qing ignored the other party's question and bowed with his staff tilted in front of him. Although the smile on his face was still there, there was no hint of joking laughter.
"Master Xuanqing? What on earth does this mean?" Bai Feng was confused. Although strange things happened frequently along the way, he had never thought of attacking such a person.
"This is the rule set by your master. No matter who appears in front of me with this sword, he must withstand this test: stab my chest with the Dragon Sword in your hand! If not, you You have to accept the fate of this sword falling off the cliff again!"
"Uh? Why is there such a rule? I have no enmity with Master Xuanqing, and I will never take your life, Master!"
"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't make a move, then let me do it!" After Xuan Qing said this, he swung his staff and hit Bai Feng, who was still unmoved. With a "clang" sound, the Longming Sword was struck into the air, crossed a parabola, and fell toward the cliff.
