A long time ago, the master was her idol. However, one day when the master was going through a tribulation, he died from the inner demon tribulation.
From then on, there was no idol in the world in her heart, only the Buddha in her heart.
It wasn't until she inadvertently saw the stone steps under her feet, felt the large formation in front of her, and saw some traces on the stone steps that she realized that there were some forces that she didn't know existed in this world.
For a moment, she was so shocked that she could not describe her mood at that moment.
However, she was also happy at this moment, as if she had climbed to the highest peak in her heart and finally saw a higher mountain.
She was invincible and lonely in this world, but she met an opponent who was worthy of her serious consideration and worthy of her action.
At the end of the training, invincibility is the real loneliness. She did not expect that just to solve some of Meng Wuhen's troubles, she would meet an opponent again.
Just like a spiritual sword encountering a rare whetstone, Helian Mingyue suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart. He stretched out his hand forward, as if to catch the young man who was walking down the mountain step by step.
"well!"
As if sensing the fluctuations and uneasiness in Helian Mingyue's heart, Gongyang Bo sighed softly.
This sigh, as if it had passed through the eternity of the call, instantly restored the queen's expression to calmness.
He took another step up, looked at the traces in the gaps between the stone steps, and said quietly: "Not bad. If we can imprint a mountain-protecting formation here, this world will be able to enjoy a hundred years of purity."
Before he finished speaking, an autumn wind blew up, and it seemed as if there was an invisible sword energy coming from the mountain.
Just when Helian Mingyue whispered softly and was about to wave his hand.
The old man waved his hand to wipe away the autumn wind in front of him. After a moment of silence, he said: "If you don't look at it, it won't have a non-existent formation, and naturally it won't attack you."
Standing next to the old man, Helian Mingyue sighed faintly.
He smiled faintly and replied: "Everyone in the world thinks that I am the most terrifying emperor, but they don't know that there is also a terrifying beast hidden in this mountain."
The old man sighed: "In my eyes, he is a Buddha, not a devil."
In the living room, a thick pool of ink was polished, and the breeze began to copy Buddhist scriptures.
Huajiao sat at the table and boiled a pot of spring water to make tea. Hearing the whistling wind coming from the mountains, he couldn't help but say: "Qingfeng, will your husband attack the Queen today?"
Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Huajiao asked in confusion: "Then why do those shameless people in the Imperial City always send people to come and cause trouble for you, sir?"
Qingfeng didn't know the cause and effect of the previous situation, but still shook his head, and replied while copying the scriptures: "I still have to ask the teacher to know about this matter."
In fact, it should be said that the storm in Meng's house has always been for Sichuan peppercorns.
However, Huajiao was either in a dream, or went out to play with Xiao Die'er. So the wind and rain were caught one by one by the husband and blocked at the foot of the mountain.
After starting to practice with her husband, Huajiao's mind became much simpler and she was unwilling to use her brain or mind.
In her opinion, no matter how severe the storm is, as long as her husband is here, it will no longer be a storm. Crow Crow and Xiao Die'er also think so.
Xiaodie'er's feelings were deeper than Huajiao's. After all, she was just a little short of becoming a witch, a dragon in the wild world.
Huajiao sighed and said with a wry smile: "It's better for senior sister and junior brother to just cover their heads and sleep. I don't care whether my husband will suffer a loss."
Qingfeng stopped writing, thought for a while and replied: "It's just that the Queen has gone up the mountain, sir, you can't avoid seeing her. He has been waiting for this day for a long time."
Huajiao suddenly thought of the law enforcement elder he met on the road, and for some reason he felt a sense of fear in his heart.
After staying for a long time, he said in a daze: "Hey, I don't know if today's Queen will be as unreasonable as the law enforcement elder that day??"
After a moment of silence, Qingfeng shook her head and said, "Probably not, because in her heart, things in the Imperial City are more important than things in Furong Town."
Time has changed. Once upon a time, in Helian Mingyue's heart, there was only the Buddha in the Zoroastrian Buddhist temple. It was difficult for her to tolerate other Buddhas in the world.
Only then did things happen to the temple where Qingfeng and his master lived, and unimaginable things happened, but there was nowhere to redress their grievances.
The queen, who is aloof, neither sees the suffering in the world nor cares about such trivial matters.
But she forgot that there were more Buddhas in the world than just the lamp she worshiped.
Once upon a time, the queen, who could not see the living beings in the world, seemed to have entered a dead end, so she closed her heart and locked her heart into the vast snow-capped mountains, so that no living beings in the world could see her face again.
Until the next moment, the old man's inadvertent words were like a wake-up call, making her instantly clearer.
Then I remembered that the sentient beings in this world were not just her people, but also believed in more gods and Buddhas.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
He replied coldly: "Don't forget those guys in the East China Sea. They think they can do whatever they want after cultivating the Tao."
The old man walked up the stone steps in silence, but he couldn't help but sigh quietly in his heart. He thought to himself, "Why are you going to the East China Sea?"
After a moment of silence, the old man murmured softly: "Donghai isn't all evil people."
Although the old man swore never to go to sea, he could not trample all the people in the East China Sea to the ground because of one person, even if he thought so before.
Just listening to Buddhist scriptures for nearly a year, and the sound of morning bells and evening drums every day, finally washed away some of the hatred in his heart.
As Li Xiuyuan said, compassion is either innate or acquired.
The old man thought that his compassion gradually developed after the young man came to Furong Town and built Yunqi Temple on the mountain.
In other words, the natural breeze of Buddha nature touched him inadvertently, like the spring breeze and drizzle.
There is only hatred and no mercy in Helian Mingyue's world.
So when she heard what the old man said, she couldn't help but stop and looked back at him expressionlessly, wishing she could slap the old man in the face.
At that moment, he cursed bitterly: "Are you living your life too stupidly? Some things that happened in the past are still vivid in your mind. How can you forget because of the passage of time?"
Helian Mingyue could understand Gongyang Bo's pain that day better than anyone else. He even suffered more than Gongyang Bo.
Seeing the old man saying such words now, if it were anyone else, she would definitely be punished for treason.
It's just that a practitioner at Gongyang Bo's level has already seen through life and death, so naturally he doesn't care about the woman's current anger.
Just as Li Xiuyuan taught the old man, don't let what happened in the past hold you back from moving forward, even if it was the person you once loved the most.
Thinking of this, the old man thought for a while and simply stopped.
He looked at her and said: "Forgetting the past is not a betrayal. I just put down the mountain that I have carried on my back for decades and stayed with her in that mountain forest."
"I haven't stepped out of Furong Town for decades because I promised her. Until Li Xiuyuan told me that if I want to understand the way of heaven and earth, I must first learn to let go."
"Letting go does not mean forgetting. Qingchan has entered reincarnation. She should have a new beginning. She should not have to live in our past time and be entangled for three lives and three lives because of a trace of my thoughts."
The old man sighed faintly and said with a wry smile: "Li Xiuyuan told me these principles. If I don't understand the meaning of the moon, I'm afraid I will stop at my eyes and never be able to understand the way of heaven and earth."
In the old man's heart, Li Xiuyuan on the mountain has nothing to do with the Queen, Furong Town, this world, or even the East China Sea.
The three of them, master and disciple, were just passing through this side of the world, and now there was just one more Huajiao.
Helian Mingyue has been smart since he was a child. He has read countless volumes of history books and Buddhist scriptures. He has even read the Taoist scriptures of the East China Sea. He originally thought that he would reach a higher place.
But because of some things that happened back then, her temperament changed drastically, and she became like this now, which is somewhat unreasonable and unreasonable.
Naturally, she also understood that she had never been able to understand the way of heaven and earth and the power of all living beings in this world.
There are too few people or facts in this world who are qualified to make her bow.
However, the old man in front of her told her that the young man on the mountain could actually let him see the way of heaven and earth and understand the power of all living beings.
In Helian Mingyue's view, this was an absolutely absurd and unbelievable thing.
Even if she was so proud and powerful that she could no longer find an opponent, she would not be able to get close to the heaven in this world, let alone a little boy.
"Impossible, how could he do it? How old is he, how many roads has he traveled? How many people has he met?"
Helian Mingyue said angrily: "I don't believe that he is the only one in this world who can do it!"
The old man sighed and smiled bitterly: "I don't want to convince you either. If you have anything to say, talk to him yourself. I heard him teach a few children, asking them to look at the world with their hearts and not trust their own eyes."
"See the world with your heart?"
Helian Mingyue couldn't help but sneer after hearing this: "If you don't tell me, I've forgotten that that guy is blind and can't see this side of the world."
The old man sighed again, thinking that a person's temperament and temperament determine his eyes.
After thinking for a while, he said something: "What your eyes can see, your heart can also see. On the other hand, what your heart can see, the sky, can you see through it at a glance??"
"I know that he is blind, and he also told me that his world is only black and white, without color."
"But even so, he still killed five hundred forbidden troops, chopped off the head of the bandit master in front of me, and the elder of the Meng family, a peerless monk with a similar cultivation level to me!"
The old man said quietly: "Now, even Huajiao is learning to see the world with his heart. What else do you have to say?"
The old man didn't want to say more.
On a long winter night, the young man allowed himself to escape the tribulation overnight, which had already changed the old man's view of Li Xiuyuan and made him understand why he could not trust his own eyes.
Not to mention, Xiao Die'er is just his precious disciple, but he can swallow the soul of the holy sect's law enforcement elder.
And he still didn't want to elaborate on this truth to Helian Mingyue. Because a person's state of mind determines his vision.
When has an emperor standing on the top of a mountain ever seen the people at his feet? ?
"It seems that something big happened here that I don't know about, otherwise I wouldn't have allowed you to make such a huge change."
There was a complicated expression on Helian Mingyue's beautiful face. Is this expression of yearning or anger? Is it a touch of melancholy or a deep sadness?
After thinking for a while, she continued to climb the stairs and said quietly: "I will have a good chat with him about the way of heaven and earth."
The old man smiled faintly: "I thought you were going to level this mountain and destroy the temple on this mountain on behalf of the deceased elders of the Meng family."
"Those idiots"
Helian Mingyue thought about the little things in the imperial city and replied angrily: "The Meng Mansion is worthy of a visit to Furong Town. You think too highly of them."
The old man couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "You are definitely here to cause trouble for me, right?"
Helian Mingyue's heart moved when he heard this. Looking at Gong Yangbo's blue shirt fluttering in the wind, his face couldn't help but blush.
He whispered softly: "Guess!"
[Oh, oh, in a blink of an eye, it’s heaven and earth. 】
(End of chapter)
