Dazhu Peak, back mountain.
Tian Linger wore this fiery red dress, which was light and soft. She stood in the depths of the bamboo forest cutely, as if she were a red cloud floating down from the sky, and as if it might be blown away by the wind at any time.
She lowered her head, and there seemed to be a glimmer of autumn in her eyes, with a faint brilliance, and she looked much more mature than usual.
The gentle mountain breeze passed by her and seemed to become gentle, gently blowing her hair and lining her skin like snow.
"Ling'er."
A clear voice suddenly came to mind, but it was a young monk coming slowly.
Tian Linger suddenly raised her head, her pretty face showing joy: "You're here."
When she saw that handsome face and warm smile, the girl couldn't help but lower her head, a thin layer of blush appeared on her face, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, and her white jade-like teeth bit into her cherry-like lips. Red lips, bitten not too hard.
"Sorry, I was delayed for a while because of something. Didn't I keep you waiting for a long time?" The monk in white walked to Tian Linger's side and said softly.
Tian Linger was a little jealous in her heart, but for some reason, when she saw this figure, she disappeared without a trace. She said softly: "Fortunately, I didn't wait long." She fiddled with the hem of her clothes with her fingers, as if she felt that the pair of The delicate hands have nothing to do, so they have to find something to do: "Why did you invite me here?"
"I owe you a song, and I'm here to repay it today. Unfortunately, the piano has been broken, so I can't express my feelings with it." The monk in white sighed, then smiled: "Fortunately, there are musical instruments on this Dazhu Peak."
Tian Linger asked doubtfully, "Are there musical instruments at Dazhu Peak?"
"Of course there is."
After saying that, the monk in white plucked a bamboo leaf and put it gently to his lips. A melodious voice immediately sounded.
Tian Linger closed her eyes, her expression became gentler and quieter.
Under the moonlight, the monk in white, the girl in red, and the thin bamboo in the breeze seem to form a perfect and harmonious picture.
After the song ended, the two started chatting, just like before.
Probably because she knew that the monk in white would leave Qingyun Gate tomorrow, the girl was chirping at any time, but her expression was slightly gloomy. When the two were about to separate, the girl's face was slightly flushed. She bit her lip as if she had made a lot of determination. Then she stepped on her feet and kissed the monk's face with her red lips, scattering a string of silver. After laughing like a bell, he picked up the magic weapon and left.
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The next day.
On the forest path.
The monk in white clothes walked side by side with the old monk, walking down the mountain.
The monk in white recalled last night and couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek. Even now, my heart is still beating fast.
He rarely heard the sound of his own heartbeat.
I almost never feel that throbbing.
In the memories of the past, there were also wines and beauties, but they were fleeting and blurry.
Perhaps he once had many beauties, but now he is a truly upright young man.
"Amitabha." The monk in white chanted the Buddha's name in his mind, suppressing all kinds of thoughts. Since you are already a monk and have cut off the three thousand threads of troubles, why should you be stained with human love debts?
He turned his gaze to the monk Puzhi next to him and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Puzhi, will the Qingyun Mountain group gain anything this time?"
Pu Zhi shook his head and sighed: "Taoist techniques are mysterious and miraculous, especially the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique, which can harness the divine power of the heavens. If it can be verified with my Buddhist school and learn from each other's strengths, it will definitely be able to break through the mystery of life and death. It's a pity. Although Master Daoxuan's cultivation is far superior to mine, he is still like my three senior brothers, obsessed with the views of the sect and unable to let go of his status, alas."
The monk in white clothes said: "You are laughing at Daoxuan Zhenren and the three senior brothers who are obsessed with the idea of sect, but senior brother Puzhi, why aren't you obsessed with the idea of immortality?"
Puzhi froze and sighed: "That's true. It's just that this is my lifelong obsession, how can I let it go."
As the divine monk of Tianyin Temple, he is admired by the world and is extremely honored. However, for him, his lifelong persistence is to solve the mystery of life and death and solve the calamity of life and death. But as early as his fiftieth year, he had already realized that no matter how diligently he practiced Buddhism, he could only enhance his power and cultivation, but could not solve the mystery of immortality.
Throughout the ages, those talented and talented people have all turned into a handful of loess. What a pity?
He thought hard, the three religions of Buddhism, Demonism and Taoism were prevalent in the world. If the Buddhist techniques alone were not enough to detect life and death, then what about adding the other two? Of course, the evil cult's sorcery is cruel and unethical, and it has withdrawn from the Central Plains in recent years without any consideration. But he didn't expect that both his three senior brothers and the Daoxuan head of the Qingyun Sect thought it was heresy. After all, they failed to merge Buddhism and Taoism and explore life and death.
In the world today, perhaps the only person who can understand him is this little junior brother, but he also thinks that he is too obsessed.
He didn't understand, but he couldn't let go of his obsession for decades, and instead it became more and more serious.
The wonderful monk in white was silent for a moment and said: "Senior brother, actually during my time at Qingyun Gate, I discovered a secret, which may be related to your immortality."
Puzhidun was interested and said: "Junior brother, please speak."
The monk in white seemed to have made a very difficult decision before he slowly uttered seven words: "The three religions are one family."
"What?!"
Even though Puzhen was well-informed, his body still shook and he suddenly looked at the monk in white: "Puzhen, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Of course I know."
Now that this secret has been revealed, Yu Liancheng no longer hides it, with a slightly solemn expression: "These days, I have been browsing through the Qingyun Sect's collection of books. Although I have not seen the legendary Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, I have also glimpsed it from some books. The Taoist method of cultivation.”
"Taoism introduces the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and performs the great circulation of the universe. It is completely opposite to my method of realizing one's own nature and cutting off external objects. But if we think about it carefully, we can see that they complement each other and have different branches and the same root."
Pu Zhi looked thoughtful, this matter was of great importance, and with his temperament, he would not lie.
Moreover, with the junior brother's talent, it doesn't seem difficult to understand when he peeks into the Taoist cultivation method. For a moment, I was extremely excited, but then I frowned again: "Even if Buddhism and Taoism have the same origin, neither Tianyin Temple nor Qingyun Sect has any records about the demon sect's techniques. Junior Brother, how can you be sure that the three sects are the same family? ?”
After hearing Puzhi's words, several vague images flashed through the mind of the monk in white.
It was a collapsed cave.
A mother and daughter are trapped in a cave.
And in the cave, there are also demonic skills that were obtained by his predecessor. Although he could only remember a few words now, he vaguely felt that the exercises of Buddhism and Taoism were interconnected and complementary to each other.
But if you say this, Puzhi probably won't believe it.
Pu Zhi saw Yu Liancheng's difficulties, and did not continue to ask, but smiled and said: "If it is true that the three religions are one family, I wonder if the three religions' exercises are combined into one, and they can really solve the mystery of immortality. And since they are one family, , why should there be any distinction between sects? Fighting and killing all day long has brought suffering to the monks all over the world and to all living beings."
Yu Liancheng also shook his head and said: "It is difficult to break the sectarian view, let alone the unity of the three religions."
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Late at night.
That night, the monk in white and Master Puzhi rested in a ruined temple at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
Boom!
There was a thunder, black clouds rolled, storm was coming, and there was a sense of solemnity.
Puzhi's eyes suddenly opened, his eyebrows frowning more and more tightly. I saw a black air rising from the seedlings to the west. It was as thick as ink and was surging.
Suddenly, the black air swirled up and headed straight towards the Cao Temple. It was extremely fast, like a black lightning bolt, arriving in the blink of an eye.
Puzhi's eyes were so sharp that he saw a child in the black air at a glance. He had met this child once before.
"How brave, how dare you act so recklessly at the foot of Qingyun Mountain!" Puzhi's face darkened. Without any further hesitation, and without seeing how he acted, his skinny body suddenly rose from the ground and crashed into the black air, urging him to move. Brahma Prajna, the Buddha's light with the word 'swastika' shines brightly, is sacred and majestic, solemn and dignified, and has the potential to be difficult to invade by hundreds of ghosts.
The monk in white also opened his eyes and frowned slightly, feeling that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.
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