What is the distance between life and death?
It's just a breath.
When fear and surprise came one after another, Yu Tianqing could no longer distinguish his mood at the moment.
The clear vision in front of him was still the same calm and calm look, but Yu Tianqing had a little more complicated emotions in his heart.
The rising sun rises in the east and illuminates Yunzhong Alley.
In the wooden house, a monk slowly walked out.
He clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows with kind eyes. The sunlight fell on his smooth head, suddenly giving off a golden light.
"Amitabha!" The Buddha's name sinks into people's hearts.
He slowly raised his head, compassionate and solemn.
The world seemed to have lost its color at this moment.
"The six paths are constantly flowing, and life and death never end. Once you reach the gate of Wukong, you will reach the other shore when you turn back."
The corners of his mouth were only slightly opened, but his voice was like a bell, and every word was soothing to the heart.
Yu Tianqing's originally chaotic mind was suddenly frightened by his voice, and he felt that his heart that had just been lifted suddenly couldn't stop sinking, as if it had sunk into his stomach, and he instantly became extremely stable.
She secretly admired: What a powerful inner breath.
"Slaying Blade?!"
The man wielding the sword covered his heart and couldn't help shouting in fear.
The monk said the Buddha's name again, "Amitabha, the Killing Blade is dead, and the young monk - Ye Bodhi."
The man wielding the sword obviously did not understand his current identity, or he did not dare to listen to what he said. His face became extremely pale, and his eyes were full of fear. He climbed up from the ground on his hands and feet, not even daring to look at the monk again, and stumbled out. The subordinates who came with him all ran away like him, as if what stood in front of them was not the Buddha in the West, but the God of Death urging their lives.
"Alas..." Monk Ye Boti sighed.
The meaning is clear and the answer is: "Why does the master sigh?"
Ye Boti sighed, "After all, the past cannot be washed away."
Yi Qingjue smiled and said, "If there was no you in the past, how could you be who you are today, and why would you insist on being cleansed?"
Ye Boti said, "What Master said is true. However, if it frightens him and makes him suffer from internal injuries and frightens flowers and birds, it is always the young monk's fault."
Yi Qing couldn't help laughing and said, "In that case, wouldn't it be the greatest mercy for you not to come out to see people?"
Ye Boti also smiled slightly, "There is no need to divide the demon realm, so the little monk naturally does not need to come out to scare people."
Yi Qingjue said, "If a person is self-generated fear, there must be a demon hiding in his heart. If the master does not come out to scare him, I am afraid that the evil demon will not leave."
Ye Boti let out a long sigh and said, "In this case, the young monk can't see others and can only meet the devil."
Yi Qingjue smiled and said, "That's very good, Master is merciful!"
The two immediately looked at each other and smiled.
The subtle and profound words made Yu Tianqing a little confused and confused.
Yi Qingjue said, "The chess game just now has not been finished yet, Master, do you want to continue?"
Ye Boti shook his head, "The people in the Demon Realm know that I am here, and they dare not come again for a while. Since you and your old friend haven't seen each other for a long time, I won't bother you, little monk."
Yi Qingjue said, "Then I won't keep Master here."
Ye Boti said, "Well, it's better not to keep it."
One person clasped his hands together and the other asked the palms of his hands. They were both showing the demeanor of celebrities, cherishing each other and respecting each other.
When Ye Boti passed by Yu Tianqing, he suddenly glanced at him.
Yu Tianqing only felt that these eyes were astonishingly bright, as if they went straight to the bottom of his heart, and were soul-stirring. But if you look closely, you will see that beneath the crystal light, it is calm and waveless, as bright as a mirror.
With just this thought, Yu Tianqing felt that his mind was calm and his spiritual consciousness was bright.
"You can't keep it, you can't keep it, you can't keep it..."
When he came back to his senses, Ye Bodhi had already disappeared without a trace. But those eyes, as bright as day, lingered deeply.
Yi Qingjue called softly, "Tian Qing."
Yu Tianqing suddenly said, "Master?"
Yi Qingjue said calmly, "Just stay in the middle of Qingxu."
Yu Tianqing said, "Yes, Master."
"He has no ill intentions, you don't need to take it to heart."
Yu Tianqing nodded slightly, "Master, who is this person? He is very powerful."
Yi Qingjue's eyes suddenly turned far-reaching, "This person is extraordinary. He has long been an extraordinary figure."
Yu Tianqing was surprised. Master Yi Qingjue had never admired someone so much. She was immediately curious and said, "I don't know where it came from, but I asked Master to explain it to me."
Yi Qingjue said, "That's fine." He smiled tenderly at Yu Tianqing, "There are tangerine peel and snow pears I just brewed in the house, which is just right to relieve autumn irritability."
"Yes." Yu Tianqing smiled, "It is indeed a beautiful thing to drink tea and listen to Master's stories."
Yi Qingjue smiled calmly, "As long as you like it."
Entering the thatched house again, Yu Tianqing felt familiar yet unfamiliar with the place.
Last time, Bai Yunshen and I came in a hurry and left in a hurry, with a mission in mind, and didn't take a good look at this place. Now we came in, quite leisurely, but we took a closer look at this place.
There is a rosewood tea table by the window, with a tea set made of Yue kiln's grass and wood on it. The deep tabletop sets off the elegance of the tea set, which is indeed suitable for Yi Qingjue's elegant and restrained temperament.
The bamboo curtains are gently rolled up, blocking most of the sunlight. Sitting by the window, you won't feel the glare, but you can also feel the warmth of the sunlight. Sitting so quietly, you can drink a pot of fragrant tea brewed by the master himself. , is indeed a beautiful thing in the world.
Yi Qingjue slowly poured the tea into the cup and handed it to Yu Tianqing. Every move he made was neither fast nor slow, and his movements were smooth and steady. Yu Tianqing looked at him silently, as if he was moving like clouds and flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.
Yu Tianqing seemed a little intoxicated when he smelled the fragrance of tea.
It was clear that the wind was surging outside and the sky was filled with dark clouds. However, at this moment, Yu Tianqing only felt that the years were peaceful and the world was stable.
This must be the unique charm of Master's clear mind. It seems that he can do anything so calmly and calmly.
Looking at him, Yu Tianqing even had the illusion that even if the sky fell, it would be nothing worth mentioning.
Yi Qingjue took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Ye Bodhi's original name is Killing Blade."
"Killing blade?" Yu Tianqing asked, "Isn't that very cruel?"
"It's true." Yi Qingjue sighed, as if thinking about it from afar, "Back then, he was murderous, and within ten steps, he would see a dead body."
Yu Tianqing felt her hair stand on end, but then she remembered his kindness when she saw him just now, and she couldn't help but wonder, "It's hard to imagine that his appearance at this time can be related to his ferocity."
Yi Qingjue smiled slightly, "This is the case with many things. Yin and Yang intersect, and so is fate. As the saying goes, when a person reaches the extreme of something, he will let it go."
Yu Tianqing pondered for a moment and said, "Master, I still don't quite understand."
Yi Qingjue smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, this is normal, you will eventually understand it in the future."
Yu Tianqing nodded and continued to listen to him.
(End of chapter)
