The old man's words carried an invisible force of oppression. Even though the young monk was a strong Yuanying Realm expert, his whole body trembled at this moment, and he instantly wanted to turn around and run away.
"If you want to scare our brothers, go to hell!"
Knowing that the fight in front of him could not be delayed any longer, the young monk shook the sword in his hand, regardless of whether he was vomiting blood or not. Suddenly, a stormy wave of sword energy struck out again.
"Let's take action together, brother!" the young monk roared again.
With a sigh, the man in a gray coat unsheathed his long sword with a shocking power, followed by the four people around him.
Take action.
The five Buddhist monks joined forces to strike, slashing five deadly swords at the immovable old man, and all rushed forward.
The moment the five people rushed toward him, the old man's eyes narrowed and snowflakes swirled around his body.
Thousands of winds and frosts condensed from the palm of the hand, like an ancient Buddha from the wild, were instantly photographed in front of the Buddhist Vajra.
This time, it turned into five people with one palm, and slapped the five people who were rushing towards them.
Seeing the old man using his desperate moves, how could the five Buddhist monks be willing to show weakness and retreat? He immediately gathered all his strength, and the golden light suddenly flourished.
Amidst a burst of Sanskrit sounds, it was as if the five world-saving King Kongs appeared in the wind and snow, with angry faces on their faces, and they once again cut out the swords in their hands. ????????????????
"Ridiculous!"
The old man stepped on his feet, and the brilliance around him continued to rise, like a vast wave rolling up the snowflakes on the ground, turning into five huge waves, rushing towards the five people!
The swords were extremely sharp, and the huge waves were as heavy as mountains, crashing into each other in the wind and snow!
boom! boom! ! !
The terrifying sword energy and the huge wave blasted by the old man collided in the wind and snow. The aftermath dispersed instantly. The wind and snow on the ground were instantly blasted into the air. The five people suddenly flew backwards like snowflakes in the wind. .
Even if the five Buddhist monks joined forces, they couldn't defeat the veteran's casual palm. They immediately vomited blood and dyed the snow red.
"Can't hold back any longer!"
The middle-aged man in black robes was so worried that he couldn't bear the danger. The long sword in his hand picked up the snow stains on the ground and slashed towards the old man's head in an instant!
Seeing this, the four Buddhist monks exerted their strength on their feet and struck at the old man like four bolts of lightning.
In an instant, the sword rolled up five gusts of wind and snow, coming from five different places, vowing to kill the old man in the wind and snow!
Lao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, held up five rays of strength in his palm, and shot it out in one go.
The young Chinese man dressed in black who rushed to the front faced the old man's palm, and a bunch of blood flowers arose in his chest. The skin around him split open, and the blood instantly overflowed and flew out like a huge boulder.
There was a loud bang, and the middle-aged man hit the big tree on the roadside. After breaking the big tree, he also fell into the wind and snow, his life or death unknown.
With the old man's strength, he only needed one move.
If it weren't for these guys clamoring not to spare the two little guys, he wouldn't have wanted to take action.
However, the silver sword light and sword energy whizzed towards him and arrived in the blink of an eye.
The four Buddhist monks who were still in the air saw that their companions were seriously injured. They had no time to check and could only think of taking down the old man first, otherwise all four of them would be seriously injured on the ground!
However, they did not expect that the old man thought the same as them, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
After all, Xiao Hei told him when he went out that he would bring goat milk to the two little guys later.
Boom boom boom! ! !
With four loud noises, the four people who rushed towards them were all blown away by the old man's palm and fell into the snow, knocking down several big trees.
The most unlucky one was the young monk, who had the lowest level of cultivation. His chest had collapsed, and his body turned into fallen leaves in the wind and fell to the lake by the roadside with a thud.
A large crater was created in the frozen lake, and it slowly sank.
It won't be long before the cold wind blows and the lake surface condenses again.
Between life and death, the remaining three Buddhist monks did not dare to delay. They burned their essence and blood, frantically gathered the power of heaven and earth, and rushed towards the old man again!
This time, they knew they had met the biggest opponent in their lives.
As the essence and blood burned, countless terrifying and vast powers exploded instantly, the world suddenly changed, the clouds rolled back in the sky, and the cold wind howled, as if feeling sad for the dying Buddhist disciples.
The middle-aged man in a gray coat suppressed the fear in his heart and said sternly: "There are countless monks in Baiyu Temple who can't be killed. Even if I wait for my death, someone else will come."
The old man in the snow shook his head and said slowly: "Not to mention you, even if all the elders in your temple are here, I can still ignore them."
The man in the gray coat froze in the cold wind, looked at the old man and shouted: "So, today either I die or you die!"
The old man looked at the vast surface of the lake that was gradually condensing, and said lightly: "Come on."
Boom! The three sword energy burning with essence and blood turned into three rolling torrents, slashing towards the old man!
The old man formed a seal with his hands and gently drank an ancient character in his mouth!
Boom boom boom! Three rings!
Just like three lightning bolts falling from the sky and hitting the three people, the three torrents turned into countless waves before they even got close to the three feet in front of the old man. The pieces exploded in the wind and snow.
The old man looked at the long wind and snow in front of him and said coldly: "This is a greeting for my two granddaughters."
Then, with a wave of his hand, several flames fell on the minced meat on the ground and burned with a bang.
The wind and snow were getting fierce in the alley in the afternoon, and there was no pedestrian passing by, except for the old man wearing a raincoat and bamboo hat. He bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, waved his hand and threw it into the big lake on the roadside.
There was only a clicking sound, but the sword passed through the cold ice and headed towards the dark bottom of the lake.
After cleaning the battlefield, the old man held the money bag in his hand and murmured to himself: "I have to buy goat milk, and then go to the teahouse to have a bowl of beef noodles."
A storm between life and death was wiped away by the old man with a wave of his hand, but he only reminded Xiao Hei after returning home.
Ask him not to take the two little guys with him even if he goes to the front shop in the future.
It is said that it is necessary to be on guard against others.
Xiao Hei understood instantly. While the old man was preparing New Year's goods, Xiao Hei held a knife in his hand and pried open the wall in the yard behind him.
He stuffed the magic runes given to him by his brother into it. There was no way that Xiao Hei was not good at learning runes.
For this reason, Li Xiuyuan had to prepare some talismans for him, just to prevent him from getting into trouble in the palace alone.
Now, Xiao Hei even stuffed a few of them into the cracks in the wall of the shop in front of him. In his opinion, only in this way could he sleep peacefully.
He couldn't help it, he wasn't afraid, but he was afraid that the two little guys would be hurt.
The old man spent a lot of time in the teahouse, but he didn't get any useful information.
He came back and looked at Xiao Hei and said: "Since there is no news, I'm afraid there will be no war in the next few years. Otherwise, how can there be no news at all?"
Xiao Hei thought of the battle in southern Xinjiang, looked at the old man and replied: "In the future, the shopkeeper just needs to ask if the imperial city will purchase grain and grass in large quantities."
In his opinion, since there is going to be a war with Datong, the food and grass matter must be prepared in advance.
The old man thought for a while and replied: "We should wait until next spring for news to come from the Imperial City. We will talk about it then."
Xiao Hei added two pieces of charcoal to the brazier, peeled melon seeds and fed them to the two little guys, and replied: "When it blooms next spring, shopkeeper, you can open the door for business."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe when my brother returns to the Imperial City and cannot find me, he will bring Sister Shuzi to Northern Qi, right?"
In Xiao Hei's opinion, as long as his brother is by his side, he doesn't have to worry about anything. …
Xiaohu and Shuzi on Tianshan Mountain ignored the black and white silkworm cocoons on the stone platform and started their own practice here.
In the eyes of the two of them, as long as Li Xiuyuan fell asleep and did not wake up, as long as he was not disturbed by the outside world, it would be fine.
There is no need for two people to worry about it.
And Li Xiuyuan, who came to the abyss, never expected that he would meet someone he didn't really want to see.
The Bodhisattva who was on the Forgotten River asked him to transform into Ksitigarbha and save all sentient beings.
Looking at Ksitigarbha coming out of the abyss, Li Xiuyuan sighed.
He looked up at the sky above his head. The sky and the earth were filled with haze. Occasionally, a few drops of rain would fall on his head, which made him startled, thinking that it was snowing in my world.
Ksitigarbha beckoned and brought Li Xiuyuan to a main hall.
There was a stove on the table, and a pot of boiling water was boiling. It was obvious that the host had anticipated the arrival of guests.
Li Xiuyuan was not polite. He sat down and made some spiritual tea. Holding a cup of hot tea, he felt a sense of warmth in his chest and abdomen.
Ji Zang took a sip of hot tea, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "When I invited you last time, you didn't seem to be very happy. Why have you figured it out this time and want to come here?"
Li Xiuyuan laughed and said: "Bodhisattva, you have misunderstood me. This time it is not me who wants to come here, but you who invited me here. I am here." Tianshan enlightened me and I have a headache."
Ji Zang smiled and shook his head and said: "You are very candid. Tell me what kind of trouble you have encountered and see if I can help you."
Li Xiuyuan sighed heavily and looked at the Bodhisattva in front of him, but what he was thinking about was the story Xiaohu told him.
To this day, he still compares himself to a fish trying to survive.
He wants to find the method of survival from Bodhisattva, or perhaps he wants to get the truth of liberation from Ksitigarbha.
After thinking for a moment, Li Xiuyuan said: "My disciple asked me a question, but I couldn't answer it for him, and I couldn't convince myself."
Upon hearing this, Ksitigarbha showed mercy and said quietly: "Please tell me and listen."
Li Xiuyuan put down the tea cup in his hand, looked into Ksitigarbha's eyes and said: "If the Bodhisattva releases fish by the river, I will become a human being and build a net in the river, waiting for the fish you released to be caught again..."
"You are there to release the fish out of mercy, but I am going to catch the fish and bring them home as a delicacy on the table."
After sighing, Li Xiuyuan said: "What does the Bodhisattva want?"
Ksitigarbha was stunned when he heard this. He was holding a cup of spiritual tea and was speechless.
After a while, tears quietly fell from his eyes and dropped into the tea cup in his hand.
He looked down at his tears gradually dissolving in the spiritual tea, but he didn't know what to do.
After being sluggish like this for a while, Jizo drank the spiritual tea in the cup in one gulp, carefully comprehending the salty taste in the tea, and sighed softly.
He said quietly: "As for whether to release or kill animals, this is a difficult question that has puzzled the hearts of the world for thousands of years. I am afraid that even if I say it from my mouth, it will be difficult to convince you."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied, "I'm also thinking about the truth behind this. Because I couldn't convince myself, I couldn't answer it for my disciple, so I fell into endless troubles."
Ksitigarbha sighed again after hearing this, and continued: "Because you encountered this trouble, you had an epiphany and wanted to understand the meaning of the moon, so you infected me with your pain."
Li Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to add spiritual tea to Ksitigarbha's cup and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to fall into the devil again due to random thoughts, because you are a Bodhisattva and you want to save all living beings, and I happen to be a living being too."
Jizo looked at him and shook his head, his face showing compassion again.
He murmured to himself: "I know what you are thinking, but do you want to be the businessman who releases animals, or do you want to be the Bodhisattva in the abyss?"
