The black snake sank into the black mist and kept rolling on the ground, crushing countless trees.
Li Xiuyuan chopped off the tail of a black snake with one sword, which was equivalent to knocking it down several levels in an instant, not to mention that he didn't care at all how many monsters this guy summoned.
At worst, it will be chopped off with a sword, and a bright and clear world will be restored for the future practice of monk Haitong and for the craftsmen who will soon carve the giant Buddha.
Facing a monster like Black Snake, Li Xiuyuan would not rush forward to kill it.
He was waiting, waiting for this guy to call in bigger helpers, waiting for this guy to reveal his most powerful trump card.
"Ouch!"
There was a sound of wolves in the mountain peaks, and soon a group of wolves came at the invitation of the black snake.
The mountain whined for a while, and there were waves of roars, bringing with it waves of fishy smell.
However, before Li Xiuyuan could swing his sword and strike out...
These wild wolves who heard the sound saw the black snake with its tail cut off in the black mist in the woods. They didn't even have time to take a look at Li Xiuyuan on the edge of the cliff...
Then with a call of "Ouch!", they all turned around and left!
The wolves in the mountains are obviously not that stupid. I think you are calling us to come even if you have your tail cut off. Do you want us to die?
Li Xiuyuan, who was holding a long sword, was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
Even the wolves here know that persimmons have to be picked soft, but you continue to call me?
Not long after, a tiger roar came from the mountain, which instantly made Li Xiuyuan frown.
His consciousness locked onto a tiger rushing from the mountains.
I saw the tiger coming from the mountains, ignoring the black snake in the black mist in the woods, and instead exploded with great force, leaping towards Li Xiuyuan on the edge of the cliff in a few leaps.
Li Xiuyuan put away his long sword and replaced it with an iron bow in an instant!
He has no interest in competing with the tiger, he wants to kill him with one arrow!
Amid the roar, the tiger saw Li Xiuyuan aiming his bow and arrow at it. His whole body shrank, and with a sound of "Boom!", he rushed into the air and rushed towards Li Xiuyuan.
The black snake in the woods roared like a dragon: "Kill him, and I will promise you ten live meals in the future!"
"Whoosh!" sounded, Li Xiuyuan would not spoil these two guys!
The moment the tiger pounced from mid-air, a lightning-like iron arrow had already pierced the night mist and pierced its heart!
With a sound of "Ouch!", the tiger in mid-air let out a miserable roar, and with a blood arrow, it pounced from Li Xiuyuan's side...
Then a more miserable tiger roar came from the night sky.
However, under the arrow from the heart of the tiger that jumped down from mid-air, he couldn't hold back and fell to the foot of a hundred-foot-high cliff. He saw that he would not survive.
Li Xiuyuan, who was holding an iron bow, no longer had much patience. He looked at the black snake hidden in the black mist and muttered to himself: "You are dead!"
[In view of the general environment,
The iron bow held in his left hand was drawn into a full moon, while a talisman arrow was quietly set in his right hand.
There was too much noise in the mountains, and he was afraid that it would wake up Monk Haitong and affect his intention to practice Buddhism, so he wanted to solve it quickly!
"Buzz!" The iron bow made a crisp cry, and a talisman arrow pierced the night and the black mist like lightning!
"Even a broken arrow wants to hurt me, I will fight you!"
The black snake on the edge of the woods saw that the helpers it called were either scared away or shot off the cliff by Li Xiuyuan. It became angry and tried to devour Li Xiuyuan even if it died!
At least he must make up for his lost power.
"Pfft!" There was a soft sound.
Before Black Snake could recover, he felt a high temperature burning in front of him with a "Boom!"!
An almost invisible, deadly fire spread from the black snake's neck, towards its huge head, and towards its scaly body!
As long as Li Xiuyuan ejaculates
Talisman Arrow, he is invincible in this world!
Not to mention, right now he just took out an ordinary iron bow, and his star-picking wooden bow hadn't been taken out yet.
"Ah...this is impossible..."
The black snake, with an arrow in its neck and a blazing fire burning on its body, finally got scared and let out a horrified roar!
Putting away the iron bow in his hand, Li Xiuyuan took out his long sword and walked towards the rolling black snake step by step.
He said quietly: "When you devour the passing boatmen, you will think about such a day!"
"Why, why do you, a mortal, decide the life and death of a living being?"
The black snake, which was about to die, cried out its unwillingness. Perhaps in its heart, it was not wrong to eat people, and it was all for the sake of spiritual practice.
Monsters can also practice cultivation.
"Buzz!" sounded, and a golden light that was too thick to melt shone in front of the cliff.
A sword light slashed out, cutting off a section of the black snake's body, while Li Xiuyuan, filled with golden light, transformed into Ksitigarbha's appearance.
Jizo, holding a tin staff, looked at the dying black snake and shook his head gently.
He replied quietly: "Everything has animism and can become a Buddha...but you cannot kill passing boatmen and hurt the lives of countless boatmen and workers..."
The starlight in the sky shines on Jizo, and the golden light fills the sky, like a red sun rising between the cliffs.
At this moment, Black Snake finally understood why a mortal could scare away the wolves in the mountains and shoot a tiger with one arrow.
However, the moment it realized it, the blazing flames had already devoured its huge head.
With a sigh, Ksitigarbha put away the Dharma sign, and the golden light on the cliff gradually disappeared.
Li Xiuyuan, who had regained his appearance, walked forward and put away the small piece of the black snake's body that he had cut off. He had no use for this thing, but it could make a pot of soup for Li Bai.
There is nothing more that can be done. Helping this guy to temper his body and changing his nature will not affect the movement of heaven in this area.
Looking at the black snake that gradually became silent, Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "Not to mention you, even the dragons above the nine heavens have been killed by me."
"This is impossible……"
With his last breath, the black snake let out the last unwilling roar of his life.
Silently, Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "I would like to thank the Bodhisattva on behalf of the monk."
Ksitigarbha in the sea of gods said leisurely: "You said that Bodhisattvas also suffer, and the monk in front of me suffers, but it is his lifelong practice. Don't bother me again in the future."
After saying that, a breeze picked up the black snake that was still burning on the ground and flew towards the rolling river down the mountain.
Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, but the Bodhisattva also wants to let a monster return to the rushing river.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and thought to himself, are you leaving just as you say?
How about sitting down while I make some tea and chatting with you? Then I waved my hand and left, and I was not allowed to disturb you again.
After gathering my mood, I headed towards the temple in the mountains step by step.
After cleaning up the monsters in the river, from now on, I'm afraid there won't be any monsters like black snakes harming anyone here again in hundreds of years.
As for whether the Buddha that Monk Haitong had in his mind could be built in the mountains, that was a matter of manpower.
That night, Li Bai and Monk Haitong had long fallen into a dream. Only Li Xiuyuan was walking alone in the mountains, immersed in the little joy in front of him.
I thought it was the Bodhisattva who was compassionate, otherwise how would I have known that there was a black snake hiding at the bottom of the river that was about to turn into a dragon?
No wonder this place where the three rivers meet has been plagued by disasters for hundreds of years.
This was the happiest night since he left Chang'an.
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Back in the temple, as it was approaching noon, meals had already been served in the dining hall.
Li Xiuyuan has already lined up behind the monks in the temple, waiting to go in and eat.
Looking at Li Bai walking over, he waved to him and asked him to lean in obediently.
Be by your side.
Eat without saying anything and sleep without saying anything. This is the rule of the monastery.
For the first time, the two of them finished their vegetarian meal in the temple quietly.
When I came out of the dining hall, I saw the fat monk waiting under the Bodhi tree, raising his hand. Seeing the two people coming out, he smiled lightly and said, "Let's go and have tea together."
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Li Bai smiled happily and greeted the fat monk: "Master monk, are you full?"
"Of course a monk must have a full meal, so that he has the strength to drink tea." The fat monk laughed loudly, stepped forward and took Li Bai's little hand, and walked to the Buddhist hall.
What's the point of having enough food to have the energy to drink tea? Li Bai thought as he walked.
...
After wandering around the mountains for three days, nothing weird happened.
Monk Haitong did not know that with the help of the Bodhisattva, Li Xiuyuan killed the demon snake that had been entrenched at the bottom of the river for hundreds of years.
Li Bai felt it was fun, so he went to the cliff to see the intersection of the three rivers where the rapids converged, and stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but ask him: "You stood on the top of the mountain and watched the river water for a few days. What do you think?"
"See the magic of heaven and earth, and feel the suffering of the boatmen." Li Bai thought for a while and replied.
"Okay, that's great!"
Monk Haitong looked at the two men and exclaimed: "Who said that young people are inaction? Who said that only after practicing Buddhism can one feel compassion in the heart?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said, "He is a young man who doesn't know what it is like to be sad. Only when he is older will he understand that compassion is not a word."
Monk Haitong was stunned when he heard this, and for a moment he couldn't answer this sentence.
Because Li Xiuyuan’s words touched the softness in his heart. Only he himself understood how difficult it is to be a compassionate person. .
Even at the foot of the mountain, there was a giant Buddha under construction, which almost stumped him.
Fortunately, Li Xiuyuan from Chang'an came to him like a timely help, bringing him hope and pointing the way forward.
After a while, he said leisurely: "If you compare practicing Buddhism to hell and heaven, is it hell before you complete it? Or is it heaven after you complete it?"
Li Bai didn't understand the meaning of the monk's words for a while, and he didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only watch quietly how the gentleman answered.
Li Xiuyuan smiled, held a flower in one hand, and looked at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar.
After being silent for a long time, he replied: "In my opinion, monk, there is no such thing as hell and heaven when you build this Buddha."
Upon hearing this, Monk Haitong raised his head and looked at Li Xiuyuan quietly, but failed to answer immediately.
Li Bai lowered his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "My disciples believe that the moment when you are happy is heaven, and the moment when you are sad is hell!"
"People in the world can't stand hell, and they all want to go to heaven; but they don't know that the mistakes they made in their previous lives have landed them in hell."
"Sir, am I right?" Li Bai opened his eyes and looked at Li Xiuyuan eagerly.
Li Bai's words made Monk Haitong stunned and Li Xiuyuan laughed.
"In my world, there is no right or wrong in Buddhism."
Li Xiuyuan replied seriously: "In my opinion, the Buddha is not a hell before he is repaired, and he may not be able to go to heaven after he is repaired."
"Sir, what's the explanation for this?" Monk Haitong frowned and asked in a low voice.
Li Xiuyuan poured hot tea for the two of them, held a cup in his hand, and took a sip.
Jingjing said: "In my opinion, the road to cultivating Buddha is paradise... No matter how much effort you have spent in this life and how much blood and sweat you have shed, even if you spend your whole life, you will not be able to complete the cultivation of this giant Buddha."
"Is it possible that the world will doubt your determination to cultivate the Buddha, monk, or will they blame you for leaving in a hurry because you failed to repair this great Buddha?"
Li Xiuyuan murmured: "What is the power of sentient beings? Even if you cannot cultivate this Buddha, there will be people in future generations who will incarnate into today's monk Haitong..."
More words,
Li Xiuyuan couldn't say it, and he couldn't say it out loud.
He could only transform into Ksitigarbha at this moment and explain some truths to the fat monk in front of him who was dedicated to cultivating Buddhism.
Monk Haitong looked at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar and was speechless for a long time.
After a while, he murmured: "If I have a Buddha in my heart, I will be in hell and in heaven; if I don't have a Buddha in my heart, I will be in heaven and in hell."
