"This is the location of the planned ambush."
"There are carriage tracks in the distance. As an internal agent, the coachman did not betray Da Pudu Tian..."
"The three brothers of the Ruan family are all dead. They died due to the forbidden spell. According to the intelligence, Qingzhuke, the green-shirted pharmacist of the Xu family, returned seriously injured."
On the other side, in the recently deserted forest, two burly figures were communicating in a low voice.
One of them was bald and hairless, with half of his fleshy face covered in navy blue birthmarks. A finger-long scar stretched from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his mouth, like a demon, looking extremely vicious.
He was squatting on the ground, looking at the dark red soil. From time to time he stretched out his fingers to fiddle with it, and his nose moved slightly, as if he was smelling something.
"So the problem is here, our brothers are all dead, and they seem to have died cleanly? The taste of blood is very pure, and there are also the smells of three strangers,
One of them is heavier, while the other two are lighter in flavor. It was the former who took the initiative, and I have already memorized the taste. "
The green-faced man stood up intoxicatedly, his voice low.
His name is Eiqing, he is the inheritor of the universal sect of the Evil Wolf Moon-Eating Technique. After practicing the Wolf Walk, his sense of smell has been strengthened like never before.
The other burly man has a much more normal appearance, with a Chinese-shaped face, a plump vestibule, and an honest and resolute look that makes it hard for outsiders to dislike him.
"I hope our brothers can return to the embrace of the Great Purdue Heaven and stay away from all the sins in the world." The corners of his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was calm, but it gave people a sense of compassion.
"Those who sabotage the Great Purdue Plan, whether they are evil villains with deliberate intentions or fools who are caused by fate, will be punished as they should be. On the other hand, thinking about it, this is not a relief."
"Yes, yes, no matter who he is, he deserves to die!" Evil Qing smiled solemnly, showing his sharp dog-like teeth, "Everyone who stands in our way must die! Do you need me to kill him now? My Master Jizhen. "
They have been working hard for this grand plan for more than ten years. They are about to close the net and the real light is about to come. How can they be easily destroyed?
Ji Zhen shook his head.
"A Xu Ruyi cannot affect the overall situation. It is a tool to catalyze the evil of human nature. If it fails, it will fail. The real focus should be on Dalong Mountain next. Da Pudutian's eyes are watching there, and I see the flames burning. .”
"promise!"
.........
Lin Mo tied the horse to a special horse stake in the open space at the mountain gate at the foot of the stone steps. There were special monks passing by nearby from time to time, so he didn't worry about being stolen.
Entering from the side door of the mountain gate, he walked along the stone steps step by step with brisk steps. Along the way, there was a little novice monk sweeping the leaves on the road with a broom taller than himself.
Walking to the door, there are three characters "Dazen Temple" engraved on the plaque of the main entrance. There are two majestic stone lions in front of the door. The temple is wide open, and you can see the Mahavira Palace from it.
In the center of the courtyard is a large black tripod with the word "Great Zen" engraved on it. To the north is a large incense burner for burning incense for Buddha. There are still a large number of burned incense heads in the furnace.
There are also a pair of flagpoles in front of the hall, with flags and buckets on the top, and a pair of carved dragon pillars, which are lifelike and even coated with gold powder. They are solemn and awe-inspiring, and at the same time, they can also be seen as a great Zen. The temple management is very good.
Walking into the courtyard, Lin Mo first bought a stick of incense from a specialized monk. It was not cheap. He spent a couple of silver and respectfully inserted it on the incense burner. After bowing, he expressed his intention to the monk and asked where Zen Master Qingye was.
After offering incense, Lin Mo clearly felt that the Buddha nature on the monk's face was more radiant. After learning that the Zen master was giving a lecture on Buddhism in the Dharma hall, he didn't know the way, so he asked a novice to lead the way.
The little novice monk had developed a Zen mind at a very young age and walked in front without saying a word. The two of them walked around the Mahavira Hall and walked in the jungle for a while before they saw the Dharma Hall.
As he got closer, a mellow voice became clearer and clearer.
“If you have a single delusional thought, you will experience all kinds of suffering in the world.
Just like a person in a forest of thorns, if he doesn't move, the pricks won't hurt him; if he can't bear to be delusional, he will always have the joy of silence.
If you have a single thought, you will be stabbed by everything.
Therefore, the sutra says: If you have the intention, it will be painful, but if you have no intention, it will be happiness. When you know that you can no longer have delusional thoughts, you will have peace and joy in the lawful body. "
When Lin Mo stepped forward, the main door of the Dharma Hall was wide open, and he could see the scene inside.
There is a monk with a kind face and compassionate eyes sitting on the throne in the center. He is wearing a gray robe and is inconspicuous among the monks, but he stands in the center of the hall, with a lotus flower on his tongue, and he can listen. All the monks on the Dharma table were intoxicated.
Lin Mo stood quietly by the door, found a position out of the way and listened with interest.
He was not alone either. There were several pilgrims before him who found cushions somewhere and sat upright, listening attentively.
After about one stick of incense, the sermon was finished.
The monks bowed respectfully to Qingye and filed out.
"The donor is polite. I heard Chi Hui say, the donor has something to do with me? I don't know what it is."
Zen Master Qingye was the last one to leave the Dharma Hall. He saw Lin Mo at a glance, bowed and said slowly.
Lin Mo was frightened and took a step back. He really didn't expect that the monk in front of him, who was vaguely the number one master in Ningyang, would be so polite to him whom he had never met before. He would not hide his intention and directly state his intention.
"At the end of Xia Lin, I visited the master on the order of my father Lin Yuanshan."
As he spoke, he took out the jade rosary beads from his arms, placed them respectfully in his palm, and handed them to Qingye.
Qingye took the rosary, looked at it carefully, then carefully put it in his arms, nodded, and looked at Lin Mo with a softer look, "It turns out that we are old friends. Come with me."
After saying that, they continued walking to the back of the mountain. The two of them walked together through the Zhao Hall, Lecture Hall, and Sutra Hall. All the monks they saw along the way saluted. They walked through the forest and finally came to a pagoda.
"Do you know what the reason is between your father Lin Yuanshan and me?"
While walking, Aoba said casually.
Lin Mo shook his head.
Lin Yuanshan didn't say anything when he left, he just said that he would know after he left.
Qingye glanced at Lin Mo in surprise and smiled slightly.
"It seems he doesn't have the nerve to say it."
"Fourteen years ago, he heard somewhere that there was a general outline of the powerful Tianlong Dharma in the Grand Zen Temple, which could be used to cast off the mortal body, reunite the five internal organs, strengthen the six internal organs, and achieve the Golden Congolese status."
Hearing this, Lin Mo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
I originally thought that Lin Yuanshan and Qingye, not only Qin Xiao and Qing Ye, who are proud of each other, should at least join hands in the world and form a life-and-death friendship.
As the heir of Lin Yuanshan, he came here for a visit and got some benefits from having a good relationship with each other, but there seemed to be something wrong with the direction of this matter.
Qingye seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and continued, "At that time, I remember that it was just the Bone Refining Realm? I don't know who gave him the courage to break into the Daizen Temple at night. Although the Daizen Temple was not as powerful as it is now, I My master, Zen Master Xuan Xin, is also a martial artist in the Destiny Realm.”
"Then he was caught by the commander?"
"No, he was caught by me. I was responsible for filling the water in the release pond, and I happened to see him coming over the wall, so I captured him." Qingye said seriously.
As he said that, Qingye pointed in one direction. Next to the pagoda, there was a life-release pond about six or seven feet long and wide. Although it was a bit far away, you could still see various fish fry swimming around in it.
"Then your father refused to accept it and felt that he was embarrassed. After all, he was captured in two moves. I thought he was not a bad guy, so I let him go. Then he would go up the mountain to challenge me every month. After going back and forth, he became a Friend, so you don’t have to worry.”
Aoba smiled.
After saying that, he walked up to the pagoda, bowed, and took out a relic letter from it.
"What's this?"
Lin Mo asked.
"The relic is a Dharmakaya relic. It is also something that your father has been dreaming about for more than ten years."
After saying that, he opened the relic letter, pinched out a lotus-shaped golden blood relic with two fingers, and pressed it against Lin Mo's forehead.
Lin Mo wanted to dodge, but when he thought that Qingye had no reason to harm him, he slowed down. The next moment, it was too late, and he saw his fingers lightly tapping on his forehead like a dragonfly touching water.
"The mortal bond here is over, you can come down the mountain."
Aoba's face was expressionless, standing with his hands behind his back, looking completely different from Fangcai.
Lin Mo was full of questions and wanted to ask something, but his subconscious told himself that no matter what he asked at this time, he might not get any answer, so he could only nod and say seriously.
"Thank you Zen Master."
Turn around and go down the mountain.
…………
"Senior Brother, is it worth it to lend the last eight Heavenly Dragons to outsiders?"
In front of the pagoda, Qingye had been standing for a long time. An old monk, also dressed in gray clothes, appeared out of nowhere, side by side with Qingye, and asked.
"I am born with wisdom and carry the bones of the Buddha. If I had met him ten years earlier, I would have taken him into my family. I would have the confidence to cultivate an Arhat in ten years who would be free from all right and wrong, greed, anger, stupidity and pride, and whose golden body would not be broken. Even The venerable Bodhisattva who was waiting for full enlightenment and whose heart was connected to heaven and earth, unfortunately it was too late."
Qingye silently recited the Buddha's name to get rid of the regret in his heart.
"Junior brother, this time I leave the world, and the Dazen Temple will be entrusted to you."
"I will obey the order of the host and I will be with you."
The monk in gray nodded and said seriously.
Then he seemed a little embarrassed, and with some hope, he whispered, "Senior brother, I heard rumors from my junior brother at White Horse Temple that the realm outside the world contains the secret of truly realizing Vajra, even Arhat, and Bodhisattva status. I don't know... "
Qingye was startled, turned his head and took a serious look at the monk in gray, shook his head and moved forward alone.
"Junior brothers are in trouble, and they are all in a sea of misery. How can we talk about this world..."
