There is a scripture that says that all things in the world are like bubbles in dreams, like dew and lightning.
Good things don't last long, so Buddhism says that life is like a sea of suffering.
Guang Liang served as an official and fulfilled his duties. As a father and husband, he was loving to his wife, kind to his children, and filial to his parents for a hundred years.
But after all, this happy time will wake up one day.
"Guang Liang, wake up!"
A voice seemed to come from outside the sky, like a loud bell, like a big Lu, and like the Buddha singing!
As a result, the world around him, whether it was his wife, children, or the three thousand trouble threads on his head, were directly broken into nothingness, leaving no trace at all.
He opened his eyes and saw the elder of the Discipline Hall standing in front of him, glaring angrily, saying in pain: "I am too lazy in practicing the Discipline, and the Buddha's heart is not strong.
You all can't resist a literary monster who just uses some tricks to stir up people's hearts. It's such a disappointment to the temple!
Return to the temple and go to the Discipline Hall to receive the punishment! "
At this time, Guang Liang knew that he should clasp his hands and bend down to accept the order, but when he made the action of clasping his hands together, he actually felt so unfamiliar.
Not only him, but the thirty-six Arhat monks who came with him were also as lost as he was.
The elder of the Discipline Hall said: "Your Buddha's heart has been broken. Don't get involved in the next thing. Go back to the Discipline Hall of Hanshan Temple to repent and think about your mistakes."
After saying that, he left, and those who left with him were the elders who were the back-up men of Hanshan Temple and were in retreat in the Tallinn.
Guang Liang and the dozens of Arhat monks behind him did not feel much about the departure of the elders. They had indeed not come out yet.
The so-called rain lane of words, words lead to people's hearts, that is, the rain lane of people's hearts.
“I didn’t expect that sister Wen Xiu would have such abilities!
In the blink of an eye, these great monks were trapped!
I thought that even if I said less today, I would still have to fight with my husband and grandpa to escape! "
On the carriage, Miss Ninth said with a sweet smile.
Wen Xi lowered her head and smiled: "Actually, my ability is not as magical as my sister thought.
They just bullied these monks and stayed away from the mortal world for a long time.
A monk is an outsider, not in the world of mortals.
So I pulled them into the rain alley in my heart, and when they entered the rain alley, they also entered the world of mortals! "
Wen Xi gently raised her head and glanced at Chen Yun, who was silent, and then continued to say to Miss Ninth: "
At that time, I was the daughter of an official family. She had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child. She played chess, calligraphy and painting, and she didn't know the time in the world.
Later, my father offended someone in his official career, lost his official position, and had his home confiscated.
The whole family died, exiled and exiled, and the one who entered the Jiaofang Department became this brothel girl.
From then on, he entered the world of mortals.
When you first enter the mortal world, you don’t know the sufferings of the world!
Suddenly looking back, I am already a man in pain.
There are three points of wine in this glass, and seven points of sadness in this wine. It is difficult to stay up night after night.
Later, I died!
Later, when he died and turned into a ghost, he discovered that it was not the end after death and could become a ghost, so he looked away a little bit.
The extra thoughts fell into the words and the poetry.
So, I felt a little relieved.
May all the love, hatred, and hatred in this world be dissolved in wine, and turn this dust into wine, and drink away your sorrows!
Therefore, my ability contains the world of mortals and wine.
The rain alley is like wine, and when wine enters the rain alley, it turns into sadness.
Hanshan Temple has taught me sutras for hundreds of years. In fact, when it comes to Buddhist cultivation, perhaps few of them are as thorough as I am.
Those great monks have been raised in the temple since childhood. Although they practice Buddhism diligently, they have not been exposed to too many worldly things.
How can one see through the mortal world before entering the mortal world?
This time I treat them like this, not to harm them, but to help them!
If they practice enough and can see through the mundane situation, the obstacles in their cultivation will naturally be removed, and they will be able to make brave progress in the future!
But if they can't get out of the rain lane, their Buddhist hearts will be broken!
But it’s not a bad thing. As the saying goes, if you don’t break it, you won’t build it. If you break it and build it again, it seems that the foundation will be more stable and stronger than before.
As long as you practice hard, your cultivation will naturally come back!
but……"
Miss Ninth nodded: "But no matter what, they fell into your rain alley and can no longer stop us from leaving.
That’s it! "
The old man Zuo sitting on the shaft of the car was not so optimistic: "It's not that simple!
Let me see, these monks should be the vanguard.
Their goal was not really to capture the granddaughter-in-law Wen, but more like being held back by a hastily sent general.
For hundreds of years, Hanshan Temple has used the ability of its little granddaughter-in-law Wenyao to practice and overcome the bumps in the road of cultivation. I don’t believe that Hanshan Temple has not found out her details after so many years, so it is impossible not to know her strength.
The reason why I haven't done anything to my grandson-in-law or taken her back to Hanshan Temple forcibly is because it's not necessary.
You don't need to bring them back to Hanshan Temple to help them get rid of the bumps and obstacles on the road to spiritual practice. There is no need to do anything unnecessary and cause resentment to the grandson-in-law.
But now that they are suddenly taking action, it seems that something happened in a hurry. Since it is a haste, naturally the people sent out urgently cannot be so sure.
So there must be someone coming behind them, and the people coming behind should be sure to take down the granddaughter-in-law!
Still be careful! "
In terms of life experience, perhaps among the few people present, no one can compare to Wen Xi, after all, she has lived for hundreds of years.
However, the scope of her activities was in the back house of her family during her lifetime. Even if she went out to play on the streets, it was only at the rouge and gouache place, a poetry meeting, or an outing.
After her home was confiscated, she stayed in a brothel and was bought and sold. Because she was an official slave, she could not be redeemed easily. She had to obtain a pardon document from the government.
Although because of his excellent skills in chess, calligraphy and painting, he was initially treated as a servant of the Qing Dynasty. He originally planned to compete for oiran or something, but he was unexpectedly hit and died after being too worried and angry.
During this period, the scope of her activities was the brothel, and she had no knowledge.
Otherwise, he would not turn into a ghost after death, and then leave with the person after having his shoes and socks wiped, let alone find out that the other person is a idiot, and leave neatly!
This kind of mentality has not experienced much life experience at all.
After turning into a ghost, he gained a trace of literary spirit due to his obsession and turned into a literary demon. Because of the idiot's incident, his brother-in-law asked the old monk of Hanshan Temple to take action. After that, he was trapped in the rain alley in front of the flower house for hundreds of years. .
Therefore, Wen Xi's hundreds of years of life experience is not much more than that of Old Man Zuo.
On the contrary... In this kind of fight, even this kind of calculation, it is the old military leader Zuo, who has survived countless life-and-death battles in the military for decades and was able to retire, who considers this. A little more detailed.
In terms of life experience, Chen Yun is actually not bad at all, so he directly asked the most critical point with one question: "Ruoxi, how did you feel when they used the Arhat Formation to trap you hundreds of years ago?"
Ruoxi is Wen Xi's name, which was the name she used when she was an official lady.
Upon hearing the inquiry, Wen Xi replied softly:
"People in the cultural context are good at using the shape of the sky and the terrain to set up formations. Generally speaking, they use the power of the four extremes of the world, and rarely use the power of the sages.
The military formation is based on the evil spirit of all the soldiers, which is condensed into a situation that can destroy everything and take away the soul.
Taoists admire nature, and like people in the same cultural context, they like to use the heavenly terrain to set up formations, but there are also formations that are driven by various gods.
Since Taoists like to practice weapons, some even use magic weapons to set up formations. The power of the formation depends on the level of the magic weapon.
The formation of Buddhism mostly borrows the power of Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat from Lingshan Mountain.
The status of a concubine belongs to the cultural context, and generally speaking, Buddhism cannot suppress the cultural connotation carried by the concubine.
But for me, a newly minted literary demon, the power of the Dharma pulled by the Arhat Formation is like a strong rebellious son, disobeying my concubine, my newly married aunt.
Therefore, hundreds of years ago, Hanshan Temple set up the Arhat Formation, borrowing the power of the Western Heaven Arhat to trap me here.
Use force to suppress others!
Because the cultural background is connected with the destiny of the country, although the Arhat did not dare to kill me, he was able to force me to agree not to leave the Hualouyu Alley.
When the opponent used force to suppress me, I had just become a demon and was not deeply connected with the national destiny, so I had no power to resist!
But now, thanks to the favor of Xianggong, she has been adopted as a concubine, which has connected with Xianggong's great fortune. I am no longer the helpless little literary demon that I was a few hundred years ago.
Even when facing the 108 Arhat formation at Hanshan Temple, I don't seem to be half shy.
When it comes to a real fight, it’s still unclear who will win! "
In the last two sentences, it was obvious that Wen Xi deliberately raised her tone a little, and her voice spread far away.
At the same time, the old man Zuo on the shaft of the carriage held a knife in his hand, and Chen Yun, who was riding on the horse, had become one with the horse and was ready to go.
The mountain god weapon, which is almost ten feet long and is as long as the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, is dragged slightly behind him, ready to use the power of the horse to swing the most powerful sword at any time.
"It seems that Wen Tanyue is very confident!
In fact, you have been keeping to yourself for hundreds of years. Why, when the end comes, do you have thoughts that you shouldn't have?
Are these people giving you the confidence you shouldn't have? "
In the direction of the carriage, an old monk appeared. What he just said was what he said.
Although the old monk is old and has a white beard and eyebrows, it stands to reason that such a person should be kind-hearted, but he is not angry but powerful.
I have to say that this look alone is very suitable for him to be an elder in the Discipline Hall. Just looking at his face, you can tell that he is very old-fashioned, majestic and strong.
"Old monk, you are a good monk, why do you have to do this thing of blocking the road and robbing people?
Mrs. Wen is now my little granddaughter-in-law, you can’t take her away! "
Old Man Zuo stepped forward with the knife in hand. He could feel that the old monk in front of him was very strong.
The old monk is already very old, at least he looks older than himself!
But Old Man Zuo did not take it lightly, because the brass Zen staff in the opponent's hand seemed to be heavy.
At such an old age, using such a heavy weapon, he must be quite capable, and his strength must not be weak either.
It can be said that the idiom "Lao Dang Yizhuang" is very suitable for the old monk in front of me!
But Old Man Zuo knew better that the old monk's martial arts were secondary. What made him a little afraid was the legendary Buddhist teachings.
In fact, the evil spirit in him can break through all kinds of evil spirits!
But he had been away from the army for many years, and his path to accumulating evil spirits in the army was cut off.
And after returning home, in order not to die so quickly, he also stopped using and practicing the Seven Killing Sword Technique.
It wasn't until Chen Yun got him a weasel's inner elixir and his body recovered that he picked up the sword technique again because he offended the monster.
After being idle for so long, he felt that he had no longer lived up to his former bravery, and was no longer the Zuo Qianjun who killed everyone in the army.
Even though he has now begun to practice the true and uncut version of the Seven Kills Sword Technique that Chen Yun suddenly realized, the evil energy accumulated in his body does not harm the body and can nourish the body, which makes him feel unsure.
It is common sense that evil spirits in the military can break the law!
But he was no longer sure whether his newly developed evil spirit could break the spell!
But so what!
The old monk held a brass Zen staff in his hand, and raised his palm in the other hand to salute: "Old donor, the so-called human monster has a different path, how can this monster be combined with a human!
The combination of monsters and people will not do any good except harming others and yourself!
I, Hanshan Temple, will never allow this to happen!
Old donor, don’t be stubborn!
Otherwise, the old monk would have no choice but to use force! "
The old man Zuo snorted: "People outside the country should have the awareness of people outside the country, just chant sutras, recite Buddha's name, and read the Qingdeng Ancient Scrolls, that's all!
Don't meddle in the world's affairs. The imperial court will take care of the world's affairs!
Could it be that the old monk wants to rebel? "
Maybe ordinary people have a quarrel just for the sake of a quarrel.
However, when it comes to the old monk and Old Man Zuo, fighting over the outcome of the quarrel is no longer just a matter of quarrels.
That is a deeper confrontation!
The so-called master comes from the famous and the master comes from the unknown, the so-called great meaning, the so-called Taoist heart, the Buddha's heart, etc.!
It all depends on victory or defeat!
Now, old man Zuo used the word "rebellion" to suppress the old monk, making the old monk's momentum, which was rising steadily, become awkward.
The old monk of the Discipline Hall had a hot temper to begin with. At this time, after being suppressed by Old Man Zuo, his temper was really aroused in an instant!
"In that case, don't blame me for being cruel!"
After the old monk finished speaking, he held his Zen staff for a moment. As a ray of golden light flashed from the Zen staff, the soil under his feet instantly became soft, even soft, and then the soft earth swallowed up Old Man Zuo in an instant.
Miss Jiu, who had been behind and silently supporting Old Man Zuo, was shocked when she saw this scene. She raised her knife and was about to pounce on him, but it was too late. Old Man Zuo had already been completely swallowed by the soft earth.
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"It's over, Grandpa is dead! My husband..."
But that was not the case in Old Man Zuo's eyes. He was not dead, but trapped.
And it wasn't simply trapped, it was suddenly thrown into a cage.
It's just that this cage doesn't have any bars, or it's not a cage at all, but a basement with no exits or vents.
He is now in a basement with no vents or exits. What else can he do in this situation?
I can only wait quietly for the air to slowly run out, and then welcome death calmly.
But obviously, Old Man Zuo didn't believe that he was really locked up in an underground cell with four, or rather six, mud walls.
He thought it was an illusion.
As a result, the evil spirit fills the eyes, and the delusion is instantly broken!
The underground cells and the eighteen torture instruments are all fake and hallucinations!
Hehehe, I thought the old monk from Hanshan Temple had some special abilities, but I didn’t expect that it was just an illusion!
That’s what I was thinking, but the knife in my hand was already raised!
At the same time, Chen Yun, who had been riding on the horse without moving, said softly to Miss Ninth who was crying bitterly: "If you move the evil spirit to your eyes, you will see a different world!"
The old monk raised his Zen staff horizontally and quickly blocked several rays of swords fired by the old man Zuo.
It seemed that the old monk was not in a hurry, and he still needed to buy time.
After all, not every great monk has magical powers like him and can run so fast.
Those great monks and old monks who are about to come are the purpose of his trip to hold back Wen Yao!
