When the heavenly beings cross the Yangtze River, they are really good at economics.
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The difference in realm is often like a natural chasm, insurmountable.
In my opinion, although Master Ji Rong who came to rescue him was not as unfathomable as my master, he should at least be a high-level martial artist.
On the battlefield, between attacks, there can be a high-level warrior sitting in charge, which is enough to change the situation of offense and defense.
I saw Master Ji Rong passing over the first two cavalry, and with a crisp sound, he hit the ear brace of an officer and soldier who came after him. His powerful and heavy palm touched the face of the cavalryman, and he immediately screamed. He was bleeding from all his orifices, his brain was burst and he died.
After neatly dispatching the three vanguard cavalry, Master Ji Rong waved his sleeves and robes, swung his tail, and lowered his body to sweep towards the legs of the horse that followed.
The legs of a human being mixed with the legs of a horse, darling, this is the first time in my life that I have seen this!
I almost screamed out loud. In my jealousy and horror, Master Ji Rong’s leg was intact, but the horse’s leg was broken. A cry came from the horse, and the cavalryman with broken horse’s leg fell to the ground and died. This kind of strong leg skills, so powerful, I can only say that I am amazed.
Master Ji Rong made another vigorous sideways spin and continued to capture the enemy. The Shura monk's fingers formed hooks with his hands. When he thought about it, golden light flashed on his fingertips. He moved left and right in unison and grasped the backs of the two scimitars that came at him. , broke it cleanly, jumped up, threw it with both hands, and thrust the blade straight into the chests of two enemy soldiers.
It was said that it was slow but it was fast. In just a moment of breathing, six Qin soldiers were killed by his hands.
The tiger and wolf masters of the Great Qin Dynasty, when they met Master Ji Rong, were like a group of toothless pigs and dogs, which could only be manipulated and slaughtered by Master Ji Rong.
Master Ji Rong is not a person who shows off his wits and competes for victory. When he saw him again, he took a deep breath, and his breath became fierce again. Moved by his thoughts, he stretched out his arms and ran wildly. The sound of the Qin army's golden armor and iron horses suddenly sounded. Covered by the sound of his running and roaring.
I hid aside and clenched my fists, watching the scene in front of me in disbelief.
I saw a group of horses tripping and falling between Master Ji Rong's cross arm and the Qin army. They were thrown over and unable to form a formation.
In Buddhism, there are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. It seems that Master Jirong is a Vajra!
Halfway through the sprint, most of the Qin soldiers' horses were torn alive by Master Ji Rong.
After landing, the Qin soldiers came towards Master Ji Rong with a roar, trying to hold down Ji Rong and make him a living target, so that the subsequent Qin soldiers could kill him at a fixed point.
I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this: How can a high-level martial artist be easily controlled by you with three punches and two kicks?
In hand-to-hand combat, hand-to-hand combat, Master Ji Rong was not afraid at all. He shrugged his shoulders, turned around and looked back. He held the four people with one arm. His energy-filled forearm muscles rose, and he made a plum blossom twist, and the four sergeants wristed His arms were broken, he fell to the ground wailing, and was trampled to a pulp by the friendly horses that followed. He died with his eyes open.
Master Ji Rong is like a tireless killing machine, galloping freely in the woods. No one can go through a round under his hands.
After a round of charge, less than a hundred of the more than two hundred cavalry were left. In the bleak woods, the yellow leaves were dyed red, and the pungent smell of blood covered the entire frosty sky.
The original relaxed and comfortable expression of Captain Hammer has long since disappeared, replaced by seriousness and calmness. If you look closely, there is still a trace of panic in his eyes.
At this time, the sound of horses roaring in the distance suddenly became louder. The more than 300 cavalrymen responsible for searching the village's money heard the shouts of killing, and were hurriedly brought by the deputy general to join them. In a short time, the Qin army and horses accumulated to more than 400 people.
Facing the swarming Qin army, Master Ji Rong's body was red, his eyebrows were dripping with blood, his temper was cold, and he glared at the enemy with arrogance.
Seriously: When Shura lives in peace and harmony in the world, who dares to stop him if he is predestined for three lifetimes!
The Hammer-wielding captain had a large number of people and his courage suddenly increased. He swung forward to rush forward, rode his horse in front of the formation, and asked loudly, "Can the old man leave his name?"
Ji Ronghao said, "A nameless person is not worth mentioning! However, the Buddha talks about cause and effect, and if you sow this cause, you should enjoy the fruit!"
There was a sneer on the corner of the hammer-wielding captain's mouth, and he opened his lips lightly, "Kill!"
boom! boom! boom!
Under the leadership of the Hammer-wielding captain, four hundred people formed a peak, marching in unison, and charged towards Master Ji Rong. The charging momentum of the four hundred people was accompanied by the sound of howling wolves, which should be like a dragon rushing to defend the dragon. The combined attack skills of riding formation are very impressive.
It has been said that the Qin army was in good order and on the battlefield, even if the general died in battle, few of them escaped from the battlefield.
Today, the Qin army faced a superior warrior with hundreds of troops. Even though more than half of them were lost, they were able to maintain high morale and organize a charge without hesitation.
It seems that what Jiang Hu said is true.
I was worried and couldn't bear Master Ji Rong's offer of one for a thousand, so I tried to persuade him, "Master, let's go! Let's go! When will we repay the injustice!"
Master Ji Rong looked at the cavalry rushing toward him with pity in his eyes, "Haha! The air of heaven and earth, when warm, produces life, and when cold, kills. I don't have anything in my body, so how can I have hatred and love?"
Then, he looked up to the sky with a long smile and roared, Blood-soaked King Kong, charging into the formation again!
The hammer-wielding giant turtle who was at the top of the battle was not timid and charged straight ahead. After all, in the Qin army where merit was judged by head count, those who could sneak up as captains had some real skills.
Seeing that the giant hammer-wielding turtle Mou was so energetic, he danced with his hammers and led his team to charge towards Ji Rong. Master Ji Rong faced the clear sky and laughed boldly in the warm autumn sun, "Look at your courage. Come on, I will give you a hammer first!"
Later, Master Jirong was inspired to think, his hands were filled with golden light, his hems were fluttering, and his appearance was high and vast. The Arhat who came to the world was nothing more than this. I shouted in surprise and asked, "Master, have you cultivated the Buddhist indestructible power of Vajra?" body?"
"of course not!"
As soon as Master Ji Rong finished speaking, the giant turtle holding the hammer in his right hand was already throwing the hammer in the air. However, he saw Master Ji Rong's left hand forming a claw, reaching upwards with precision, and pushing out a palm, preparing to resist the powerful blow of the hammer captain.
Although I don't know martial arts, I can see that Master Ji Rong's upward palm technique may seem ordinary, but it contains great potential.
Plop, the sledgehammer hit hard. Master Jirong's legs sank more than two inches into the soil, but the fingers of his left hand were firmly stuck in the body of the hammer, motionless. The giant turtle holding the hammer struggled to pull out the sledgehammer, but he had no choice but to fight. His own cavalry followed closely, but they had no choice but to give up their hammers and fly past.
In an instant, a large number of Qin soldiers behind the giant turtle with hammers were already on horseback, slashing with swords. As far as the eye could see, there were countless soldiers.
Master Ji Rong shook his clothes in the dust, with murderous intent rising in his heart. He immediately pinched the sledgehammer that was being used as a sieve. His mouth thundered, and he shouted loudly. He bent his hands at shoulder level, stretched out his eighty-nine-foot beast body, and held the handle with one hand. It spun on the spot at high speed, and golden light enveloped the whole body like a golden whirlwind.
The Qin army came, waving their full-moon scimitars and mercilessly slashing at the golden whirlwind formed by Master Ji Rong.
All in vain.
Anyone touched by the Qin Army in the Golden Circle, regardless of whether they were humans, horses, swordsmen, or fat or thin, were all crushed to pieces. The humans and horses turned into blood flowers, the knives and swords turned into silver powder, and the bones were broken into debris. Even though the tigers and wolves of the Great Qin Dynasty were not afraid of death, they could only end up in futility.
I looked at the blood rain all over the sky, and I was filled with wonder: The warrior in the lower realm has ten enemies, the middle realm has hundreds of enemies, and the upper realm has thousands of enemies and ten thousand enemies. The ancients have never deceived me!
After a round of charge, the golden leaves on the ground were dyed red, the branches on the trees were red, and the sky was red.
In the woods, there are not many people who can breathe.
The giant turtle holding the hammer had trembling hands. The less than a hundred soldiers following him were all trembling with fear, but they still raised their ranks and glared at Master Ji Rong with tiger eyes.
For the giant hammer-wielding turtle, he has lost more than half of his troops today. If he doesn't give an explanation to his boss, General Murong, he is afraid that he will be killed when he goes back, and maybe even the three tribes will be killed.
Then, the giant hammer-wielding turtle winked at the deputy general, who quietly agreed, lowered his head and left.
I was hiding from a distance when I saw one of Da Lie's lieutenants leaving the team quietly. After thinking for a moment, I quickly shouted, "Master Ji Rong, they are looking for help! Hurry up!"
Master Ji Rong's mind and energy were exhausted, and he was panting violently on the spot. After hearing my loud shout, he stood up and breathed out three thousand feet of high-spirited ambition, and laughed at me, "Xiao Jianliu, you must know that all phenomena are caused by causes and conditions. The causes and conditions of all dharmas are destroyed, and things in the world are often the most confused when they are brightest, and the most miserable when they are most prosperous. Today, I am using my blood to save the souls of the people in Zhili Village. In the future, if you get the true scripture, I hope you can use the Mahayana Buddhism. To save the world.”
Master Jirong's words were ordinary, but I shed tears for no reason after hearing them. Suddenly, I had an epiphany: I pray to the Buddha to meditate and be saved in the afterlife. You can't turn around just because there is hell ahead, and you can't go back just because there is bliss ahead. Race to go.
Colorless and without form, without anger or madness, waiting for great power to save all sentient beings.
I clasped my hands together and looked at Ji Rong quietly, "Master's teachings, young monk, please remember them!"
Master Ji Rong laughed loudly, with unparalleled boldness, sincerity and joy.
On the other side, the sound of horse hooves could be heard sparsely. Three hundred Qin cavalrymen harvesting grain had arrived. The giant turtles with hammers reorganized their army. Still at the forefront of the formation, they charged straight towards Ji Rong and continued to rush towards Ji Rong.
Master Jirong put his hands together, lowered his waist slightly, and performed a Buddhist salute, as if he were chanting sutras for the dead.
I closed my eyes and listened carefully, and I felt that the sound of the master chanting sutras was like simulating the vastness of the sea, with no waves. The tide in the distance was slowly approaching, getting closer and faster, and then the waves surged, white waves connected to the mountains, and fish were caught in the tide. Jumping whales float, the wind roars on the sea and gulls fly, coupled with water monsters and sea monsters, a group of demons make the tide, sometimes icebergs float, sometimes the sea is boiling, all the changes are possible, and after the tide recedes, the level is like a mirror, and the bottom of the sea is However, the undercurrent is rapid and dangerous, lurking in the silent place, making the listener unknowingly ambush, making it extremely difficult to guard against.
I opened my eyes and looked at the master with admiration: The master’s profound understanding of Buddhism and his true knowledge and insights are beyond compare to the younger generation!
The sound of chanting made all the Qin cavalry slow down unconsciously.
Then, Master Ji Rong stood up and clasped his hands, his long eyebrows fluttered, and his whole body was filled with golden light due to his thoughts. His mind, energy, strength and thoughts were coordinated and unified, and he returned to his unparalleled state.
Suddenly, Master Ji Rong shook slightly, turned his wrists, and moved his palms outwards. Suddenly one palm turned into two palms, two palms turned into four palms, and four palms turned into eight palms. Master Ji Rong immediately blurted out, "Thousand-Armed Tathagata!"
Only a moment later, Master Ji Rong changed his eight palms into sixteen palms, and then transformed into thirty-two palms. He immediately slapped out a whirring palm, with golden palm prints mixed with the sound of bursts of wind, and charged forward. Cavalry.
What a god! How to fight a battle between mortals and gods?
The cavalry of the Great Qin Dynasty were not afraid of death. They rushed forward and backward, like a jackal leaping into a stream with a spear. They were very brave and fearless. Unfortunately, they had to surrender to King Kong when they encountered them on the way.
After the sixty-four palms were blasted out, Master Ji Rong's hands seemed to have opened lotus flowers. Here he was fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea, and there he was walking around with horses and cows. In the battle, the Great Qin cavalry gave their lives for encouragement, and Master Jirong exchanged his breath for his lives. It all depends on who can survive.
Perhaps due to fate, at the end of the fight, only Master Ji Rong and the hammer-wielding turtle were left on the battlefield. One was panting, the other was dismounted and ready to go. Neither of them spoke.
For a moment, the giant turtle holding a hammer looked like a ferocious bear. Without saying a word, after gathering its breath, it took the initiative to attack Ji Rong with a full moon scimitar.
Master Ji Rong's whole body flashed with golden light, and he was also exhausted. He took a few deep breaths, raised his fist as big as a hammer, and punched out with all his strength, which was hard to compete with.
Time does not have so many miracles. Today there is already the miracle of 'Master Ji Rong saves me', so there will be no more miracles.
In less than three moments, as the hammer-wielding captain died, all the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty who crossed the border to kill and plunder were all dead!
Amitabha Buddha, three lives of cause and effect, six paths of reincarnation, may you be reborn as a butterfly in the next life and have no worries.
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Half a month later, in the Hanfeng Temple, Master Ji Rong was drinking and eating meat to his death. According to him, this was to recharge his energy and restore his vitality.
In the battle that day, Master Ji Rong was so exhausted that he could not walk. After I retrieved Rhubarb and Erhuang, I chopped down trees and made a simple raft. Using Rhubarb and Erhuang as horses, I dragged and dragged Master back to Hanfeng. temple.
After returning to the temple, Master Ji Rong started to cheat. Unless this fight started because of me, I must stay in Hanfeng Temple for five years to renovate the temple as compensation. If I behave well, I can still do it. To inherit his legacy, of course, there are also the four treasures of Hanfeng Temple.
This..., it is okay to renovate the temple, but I am a monk of Baima Temple, how can I be the abbot of other temples?
Lord Buddha, I cannot agree to this matter!
So, I found a dark and windy night, got Master Ji Rong drunk, and then escaped under the moonlight.
Buddhism emphasizes coming and going as one pleases. Master Jirong did not pursue me, but ten days later, I found my way back.
The reason is very simple. I heard that Liu Yi was granted the order of Pingtian in the five counties. For the welfare of the people of the five counties, he worked tirelessly across thousands of mountains and rivers to travel north. It was the right time to set sail;
I heard that Chisong Gongyangzhai was brutally massacred, and the corpses were in sight. It was so cruel and blood flowed like rivers. I was sad and shed tears when I saw it;
I heard that Liu Yi led his army to fight the bandits in a bloody battle, winning several battles and finally avenging the people of Gongyangzhai;
I heard that on Taibai Mountain, Mr. Xia spent all his efforts to open a big river, and one flower bloomed alone and the others were jealous.
Although the fame is only half a piece of paper, the wind and snow cover thousands of mountains. How much bitterness is contained in just a few words from the world.
I thought that I should do something for my mortal brother, so I returned to Hanfeng Temple that night.
On the night of my return, I had a short chat with Master Ji Rong. "Master Ji Rong, why did you choose a young monk to inherit your mantle?"
Master Ji Rong asked me deeply, "Do you believe in fate?"
I looked at Ba Hong with my eyes unwavering, "I didn't believe it before, but now I do!"
"Oh? Why?" Master Ji Rong asked me with a smile.
I told him the story of the travels that Grandpa Dongfang, Brother Death Chen, and Boss Xia took us on, and then talked about the reason why I came back to Hanfeng Temple this time.
Master Ji Rong's expression was mixed. After listening to what I said, he sighed and said, "See you in the front stage and the backstage. The bells in the upper world can be heard in the lower world. Whatever the cause, there will be the effect, just like the young man named Liu Yi. So far, he is still living well, just as if you came to seek blessings from this monk and give him a blessing, it is all good causes and good results."
I asked excitedly, "Master, are you agreeing?"
Master Ji Rong asked me, "Did you agree?"
I thought deeply for a long time, nodded seriously and replied, "Yeah! Okay!"
Then, I asked again, "Master, Hanfeng Temple is one of the four ancient temples of the Han Dynasty. It has a long history and has many enlightened magicians in the world. Why did you choose a junior like me who cannot write or fight?"
"I, the Buddha, always say: Karma, three lives of reincarnation." Master Jirong paused slightly and smiled at me, "But, how can there be so many things in this world that are karma? It's like I chose you to pick me up. It’s the same as class, it depends on nothing more than a feeling and an eye connection.”
"Eye connection?" I chuckled, "Is it because the young monk's jade tree is facing the wind, so elegant and graceful?"
"Hahaha, yes, yes, you are right!"
Master Ji Rong complimented me, and then there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes, "What do you think? Should I stay or should I go?"
I looked at the lonely mountains from a distance, suddenly looked back, and said to Master Ji Rong, "I want to stay!"
Master Ji Rong seemed to have predicted my answer and asked me with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that your master will spank you?"
I pouted and said bravely, "No way!"
"Haha! Don't worry. If your master slaps you on the bottom with the sole of his shoe, I will resist for you. I will resist the beating."
Master Ji Rong touched my bald head and sighed sadly, "If one day Hanfeng Temple can no longer survive in Chisong County, take all the people in this temple to Baima Temple, one temple at a time. It’s just a false name, living a good life and promoting Buddhism is the original intention of the temple.”
I looked at Master Ji Rong seriously and asked, "Master, what if the young monk cannot carry forward Hanfeng Temple?"
"That's not the case!" Ji Rong chuckled.
"Wouldn't that be too torturous!" I pouted again, "I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."
"Haha, what's the point!" Master Ji Rong took a sip of wine and said in a distant context, "No one is torturing you. What really tortures you is your unwillingness to bow your head and your fantasy. Look forward to it, everything in the world has let you go, except you, you can’t let yourself go! People tend to avoid you, and you always abandon the Tao. If you have a Buddha in your heart, why not surround yourself with a three-foot wall?"
"good!"
I stopped talking to him and looked at the moonlight quietly.
It turns out that those who subjugate demons first subjugate their own hearts, and then all demons will retreat if their hearts are subdued.
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A few days later, a special envoy came from Polu City, the capital of Bozhou, saying that they were ordered by Su Ran to punish Master Ji Rong.
The special envoy stood at the door, cursed loudly, and then said nothing. Before leaving, he also dropped three hundred taels of gold at the door. I laughed in my heart: Suzhou Mu did this, not only giving Qin an explanation, but also secretly The Hanfeng Temple was subsidized, and this move was a great move!
With the help of Master Ji Rong, I began to practice both civil and martial arts.
A few days later, the red-feathered golden eagle led the way, and his old friend Liu Yi arrived.
He is still the same, six and a half feet tall, with bronze skin, thick eyebrows raised and raised, his eyes are innocent but with a hint of determination. Whenever he speaks, his oval face turns into a melon face, and his hair is tied up in a bun. There is a small wooden chopstick stuck in his hand. He is smart and shrewd. He wears Buddhist beads on his hand made from small peach stones from the mountains behind the water river. He brings a group of friends who I don't know and treat him sincerely. It's really good.
Resigning from the Zen Forest and entering the Zen Forest, I meet my bosom friend and my righteous friend.
After I have fulfilled my moral duty to Liu Yi, Liu Yi and that girl Qiao got their wish, and I am also going to stay in Hanfeng Temple to fulfill my moral duty to Master Ji Rong.
I still have one thought: the three realms are empty.
There was one thing that I was still a little upset about. I picked up a pen and paper, and for the first time I asked Erxian to carry a letter to Xingming Villa for me that I didn't know if it would be delivered. The recipient of the letter was naturally the girl from the East.
In the letter, I reported that I was safe and mentioned my experience. After much deliberation, I bluntly mentioned Miss Qiao to the Dongfang girl.
If you meet someone who is not your lover, it is better to say goodbye and have fun together, without even thinking about it!
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Tonight, I couldn't fall asleep. I sat in front of the door and watched the early moon in the temple. Except for the snoring of rhubarb and two yellows, everything was silent. I only heard the sound of autumn cicadas. It would be great if life could always be like this.
I slowly opened the reply from the girl from the East a few days ago. There were only a few scratches on it, as if there were crystal tears: Shenxing and Shangxing, Shenxing is in the west, Shangxing is in the east, one goes out and disappears, and they will never meet each other.
I wrapped myself in the Zen robe embroidered with dragon, phoenix and tiger patterns that Liu Yi gave me, and sighed: The autumn grass does not allow for a good dream, the cold is getting deeper, and the green curtains are heavy with frost!
Master Ji Rong's laughter and scolding suddenly came. He walked up to me and said, "How can a little Jianliu, who is less than twelve years old, have so many emotions!"
I pursed my lips and said, "Big wine monk, let's go and practice martial arts with Buddha!"
Master Ji Rong shrugged his shoulders and walked away with a smile. I looked at the moonlight.
In this vast world, people are like dust. They don’t know where they came from when they were born, and they have no hope of returning when they die.
If life is really hard, what is salvation?
It would be better to live a free life with a sword and a drink.
