Devil’s Advent

"He is the assassin who wants to assassinate the prince, kill him!"

This is shouted out,

shouted out;

The Taoist turned to look at the old monk who had been standing behind him and accompanied him out.

Human, live a skin;

A person can live only when skin is wrapped in flesh and blood;

Propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame are wrapped in personality, and only people can live like people.

hard to imagine,

previously in it,

I'm playing games with myself and talking about Zen,

The old monk, who looks like a madman on the outside, should have the kind of pattern of a hermit;

But people,

It just said that it was torn apart.

face

Face,

Pierre,

People can throw it away if they say it, but you really can't say "no" to him, because he looks crazy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Taoist laughed, very happily.

It took only a short time between the old monk shouting these words and the pilgrims present reacting, but in this short time, a look between the two of them was enough to put those words that were said before into consideration again. Collide again.

You say the world is foolish,

yes,

People in the world are indeed ignorant, blindly obeying what they believe, greed, hatred and ignorance;

But the old monk remembered that Prince Pingxi once said a word when he was chatting with him. This sentence was not a sharp edge, but like a chisel piercing a mountain, it left an indelible mark in the old monk's Buddha heart;

The prince said: The eyes of the people are sharp.

they are foolish,

But it is clear who treats them well, oh no, who they rely on for their lives.

No matter the Yan people, Jin people, Chu people, barbarians, or savages here, no matter what class they are in, they all know one thing, the prince is all of them, no, they belong to the same family!

In the area of ​​Fengxin City, there is only this temple, and the temple does not issue degree certificates, except for those handymen, serious monks, in fact, these two.

Ordinary people come to the temple to invite them if they have something to do at home;

Gradually, the mad monk seems to no longer look so crazy;

From the little monk's point of view, the smell of rouge is no longer greasy, but it has a tangy fragrance;

To be able to open the only temple here means that the status is extraordinary. A pig sitting in the only place can also possess this kind of convincing power.

so,

When the old monk shouted out,

The momentary eyes meet and the momentary smile emerges,

followed by,

It was a group of pilgrims, flocking almost instinctively.

Inside, some men from standard households who had left the camp and went to the battlefield brought their families to offer incense, but most of them were old and weak women and children.

However, all are brave and fearless at this time.

The Taoist raised his whisk and swept some people around, but immediately, the people behind rushed over.

Taoist was caught;

People started tearing his clothes, dragging his hands and feet, throwing him to the ground, wanting to grind him to a pulp.

But at this moment,

Suddenly bursts of blue smoke rose from the body under the Taoist robe.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The Taoist's limbs were pulled apart in this way, but the pulled limbs were stuffed with straw.

The old monk slapped his head,

road:

"Oh, impulsive."

…

In the coffin shop in Fengxin City, a new batch of high-quality coffins came in from the workshop outside the city a while ago.

Among them, there was a mahogany one, which was placed in the innermost part of the warehouse, lying quietly, and it was estimated that it would have to lie down for a long time.

But at this moment,

The coffin lid was pushed back,

A Taoist sat up from inside.

His face was covered with blue veins, and there was blood overflowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Especially in the nose, the nosebleeds are a little scary.

He stretched out his hand, wiped it, and wiped it more and more. In the end, he had no choice but to pinch the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and punched it in with his inner strength. He rolled his eyes and finally stopped the nosebleed.

breath out of the mouth,

My mind was a little dazed.

Twisting his neck, his joints made a series of crisp sounds.

at last,

The Taoist climbed out of the coffin.

"The people gather together without fear, and see the big from the small. This Fengxin City has the air of establishing a country!"

The Taoist boasts that people from outside the world can guarantee that there is no cause and effect before they want to contaminate them, or they know clearly how many causes and effects are still hanging on their body, in short, they know it well.

On the premise of knowing it well, it is often possible not to be targeted.

He went to the gourd temple,

He went to see the mad monk,

He was torn as a puppet by the pilgrims;

There is no cause, only effect, which is an image.

just like,

The real vortex, it's there;

It does not appear because you are close to it, nor does it disappear because you are far away;

Everyone sees the world from a different angle, so they can naturally see different scenery.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Pingxi Palace in the east of Jin has already had the capital to stand on its own. Otherwise, the regent of Chu State would not have tried to win him over, and the emperor of the Yan State Palace would not have been so depressed that he almost committed suicide in order to relieve his knot. close.

But in the eyes of Taoists,

Only this kind of weather is the real dawn of the founding of the country!

The same thing is interpreted from different angles, the result is the same, but the process is different.

"Ouch."

The Taoist rubbed his nose,

immediately,

He sat down cross-legged.

"I don't know the years in the mountains, but in the past ten years in the world, there is a taste of vicissitudes."

It seemed that his nose was still uncomfortable, so the Taoist reached out and pulled his face again, and then, a missing corner appeared on his face.

"Wow!"

He tore off his skin.

Under the skin, there was no ferocious face, but a face as gentle as jade, but with a strange paleness.

Immediately after the delicate skin was exposed, he felt a burning sensation from the air, and the Taoist also showed a slightly painful expression.

After some adjustments,

The Taoist cut the palm of his left hand with the nails of his right hand, and then stuck it on the floor tiles.

"Rootless baby, rootless spirit;

Is it congenitally handicapped?

No,

No,

no.

What comes first is what is lacking, and the rootless duckweed also has roots.

but this,

It came from nothing, it came from nothing! "

actually,

The Taoist came here, really just to have a look.

The world is so big, there will never be fewer strange people and strange men.

On the back mountain of Qian Kingdom, there was originally a plaque, which was written by Emperor Taizu of Qian Kingdom himself. Because the practice of Qi refiners is prevalent in the dry land, under the blessing of the Tian family, Emperor Taizu hoped that the Qi refiners would become Consolidate the imperial power of the Zhao family.

To a certain extent, Tian Family can complement Qi Refiners;

Therefore, at the beginning of the Houshan Mountain, Qianren intended to build an ancestral court of Qi refiners from all over the world, but on the day the mountain gate was opened, it was said that a great power appeared from the sea of ​​clouds, and the plaque of the "ancestral court" was cracked by a thunderbolt descended from the gods.

Because of this, although Houshan is actually the authentic location of the current qi refiners, the word "zuting" will no longer be mentioned in the mountain gate. After all, God knows which corner hides any real big shots.

The Juggernaut once said that the so-called four great swordsmen do not mean that there are only four people with the strongest swordsmanship. He has walked half his life in the rivers and lakes, and he has also encountered two or three swordsmen who are not inferior to him in terms of talent and realm of swordsmanship. A swordsman, but his reputation is not obvious.

The most straightforward point is,

Juggernaut opened the second rank, it was borrowed;

Ninth-rank to third-rank are almost a general term for all roads at present. Almost all dharmas in the world are measured by this. If the second-rank can only be borrowed, what about the first-rank?

Could it be, just to leave blank?

The Juggernaut almost lost his life when he forced to open the second rank for the first time before Yuxueguan, and now, when facing opponents who are too lazy to entangle, he will directly open the second rank;

Furthermore, the existence who knows a thing or two about everything;

The second grade is on and on, after getting used to it slowly, who knows if it will be able to stand in this realm directly in the future?

And once you stand still, stand firm, look up, and look up, maybe you can find something?

Daoist's first and last name, in fact, I don't care about it for a long time, even Daoist name, there is no difference between having or not;

But in the final analysis, he was from the same age as Master Tibetan.

he came here

Just out of curiosity, after leaving the customs, I wanted to find someone to talk to, but who knew I couldn't find it, so I came out for a walk, this walk, it was just a simple walk.

This kind of existence, drinking saliva, may contain some kind of Taoism, and it has long since broken free from the shackles of the world, and its state of mind tends to be simple.

He was curious because he discovered this "rootless spirit";

When comprehending the way of heaven, the way of heaven is actually "comprehending" you, and his thinking has gradually deviated from the ordinary category;

The existence that the Dao of Heaven does not understand, he does not understand, and the existence that the Dao of Heaven wants to find, he also wants to find;

At that time, Zheng Fan felt that practicing swords was too tiring, and the journey of martial arts was too bitter, and he was a little envious of Prince Jingnan's "Alchemy", and this kind of fairy-like feeling was also quite in line with aesthetics;

Prince Jingnan's reply was very simple, he only knew a little bit and couldn't teach it.

Just like the practice of swords that I inquired about later,

This practice knife,

Still need to teach?

It's not that Lao Tian cherishes Zheng Fan's broom, but Tian Wujing is really almost responsive to Zheng Fan;

But, on the way of cultivation, there is really no way to teach and bump up.

Because he really is,

this way,

Once again,

Enough;

At that time, Zheng Fan was still very thick-skinned, so he said that he also wanted to understand a little bit.

Tian Wujing asked back: Do you know why this king only understands a little?

Zheng Fan originally wanted to answer: Your lord, you are habitually modest.

As a result, Lao Tian gave the answer first:

It’s enough to get through a little bit, and it’s gone if you get through everything.

possible,

At that time, Lao Tian didn't think that Zheng Fan could understand the meaning of this sentence;

However, Zheng Fan understood.

This is not surprising, Prince Pingxi's theoretical knowledge is quite rich, otherwise the Juggernaut would not be able to achieve frequent epiphanies when he was by his side.

Now this Taoist,

In fact, there are already signs of this.

He is very clear about where this place is, and he also understands the danger of being an outsider in Fengxin City surrounded by large armies;

He was able to face the old monk and bluntly said that he did not dare to go to that Pingxi King.

after all,

Unlike swordsmen and warriors, the rank of people outside Fang is not commensurate with their combat power in the world.

But he still couldn't bear it and wanted to explore.

This kind of curiosity comes from the bottom of his heart, and also from the secret... God's will.

However,

He didn't realize one thing,

That is, in the Gourd Temple earlier, the old monk had actually hinted that the answer lies in the child's own father.

But the Taoist didn't think about it in a daze,

How rare is a rootless spirit, which appears out of thin air without any entanglement of cause and effect.

He just didn't expect that such a rare rootless spirit is simply because the child's father is not a native of this world.

"The heavens follow my will, and my spiritual eyes suddenly open!"

The Taoist closed his eyes.

next moment,

Above Fengxin City, a blue bird appeared.

The blue bird was invisible, but it seemed to be tangible. It was circling, and then found the location of the palace.

only,

When it was about to dive down to see what happened,

In the gourd temple outside the city,

Suddenly a bell rang,

suddenly,

an invisible net,

Entangle this blue bird.

…

Monk Kongyuan is ringing the bell,

While knocking,

One side is vomiting blood.

Little monk Liao Fan stood by and watched;

"Disciple, do you feel that you are a teacher?"

Little monk Fan was silent for a while,

Then,

Facing the big clock directly in front of me,

use your own head,

Hit it!

"Boom!!!!!!"

The sound was not loud, but in an instant, it shook people's hearts.

The old monk Kongyuan immediately gasped, feeling that his whole body, no, from the bottom of his heart, had been baptized by the sound of the bell.

Little monk Fan finished striking the bell,

The whole person stumbled and turned three times on the spot.

On the skull, blood dripped down the side of the face.

But at this moment,

The charm in the eyes of the little monk became even stronger;

When the charm is at the extreme, it presents a kind of emptiness, and at the extreme of desire, it is empty.

others,

The left hand pinches orchids and places them beside her,

Put your right hand together in front of your chest,

The corner of the mouth reveals a compassionate smile.

The old monk opened his mouth,

asked:

"What's wrong?"

"For the answer."

"How should I answer?"

"If you want to do it, it is nature, and nature is the Dharma, because the Dharma is natural."

After saying these words,

The little monk closed his eyes,

Layers of golden light rippling from his body, looking up, there is a faintly rejoicing Buddha in nothingness.

Monk Kong Yuan laughed and scolded immediately:

"Whoever said that a person who becomes a monk has no distinction of family status, and the outside world is the same. People and people, people and Buddhas, and Buddhas and Buddhas are all incomparable."

The old monk cultivates the Buddha of this life, which is equivalent to starting from scratch.

And when he took in the little monk Fan, he knew his Buddha nature;

He was born in Qianshou,

But his apprentice, the "ancestor" is wider than;

In Buddhism, there is a corresponding saying for this, called... reincarnation.

The old monk was aggrieved and jealous;

The little monk still closed his eyes,

But he said:

"Seeing through is not necessarily seeing through, and going out may not mean coming in. All beings are equal, which is false.

The people in the house look at the Buddha outside the door and feel that the Buddha is outside the door;

But the Buddha outside the door raised his head and looked at the sky. Why isn't he in a bigger room? "

The old monk Kongyuan continued to ring the bell,

keep vomiting blood

scolded:

"Ami, the Buddha of a straight girl,

Master, I think this deal, no, this Buddhist relationship, should not be too lucrative.

what's up

My little apprentice also moved Fanxin? "

The old monk knew that the one he was talking to now was not his original apprentice, at least not at the moment.

The little monk nodded and said, "Yes."

The old monk continued to ring the bell,

asked:

"Master, I'm thinking that with this kind of favor, we can expand and expand this gourd temple. As for the palace, we can also give us more places. Master, I will be the ancestor, and you will accept apprentices as master."

Little monk Fan heard the words,

road:

"The temple outside the village is called the village temple, with withered vines and willows and broken walls;

The temple outside the town is called Xiaomiao, and the white wax sesame oil is worn out;

The temple outside the city is called Mingsha, with fragrant mist, golden body and big mouse..."

The old monk asked while panting:

"Where do you want the temple?"

The little monk replied:

"The temples outside the capital are called state religions!

forever,

world,

Normalization! "

"Pooh!!!"

The old monk spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva,

scolded;

"Amitabha, this Buddha has cultivated to the end, how can he become a human being?"

"Hahahahaha!!!!"

The little monk Liaofan laughed loudly: "It is originally coming from among people, but it is going to go among people. After passing through a gate, it is the gate of Buddhism."

The old monk scolded again: "I understand now, why did the Three Marquises open their borders back then, Pixiu, Huofeng and other ancient auspicious signs manifested in the world in order to follow them.

to be honest,

you, too! "

"Yes!"

Little monk Liao Fan faced the direction of Fengxin City,

He rushed thousands of miles to attack Xueguan, entered Chu in a detour, defeated the army and made meritorious service, and was entrusted by Jingnan King Yize;

The original white land has turned into a fertile land!

"The weather is here, the weather is here!

The weather is here

Those who should come will come together.

When people are in distress, they beg everywhere to survive;

When a person is famous, the four sides contribute to the vassal;

Even if he, King Pingxi, is determined to be a loyal minister of the Great Yan,

What about his children?

What about his successor?

not to mention,

What King Pingxi did and what he did was predictable, and he didn't mean to be a loyal and good general waiting to be killed!

This time,

bet,

won,

worth!

Amitabha! "

next moment,

The Buddha's shadow in the void has become a lot more solid.

Immediately afterwards,

The Buddha's shadow sticks out the Buddha's hand,

To this blue bird,

Grab it!

"boom!"

...

In the warehouse of the coffin shop, the figure of the Taoist was distorted, and his originally pale complexion suddenly turned sallow.

"There are thousands of people in this world,

There are countless door god couplets and Buddha statues,

Have you ever actually opened your eyes and glanced at it once?

Your Majesty here,

I don't believe in Buddhism.

His person is not at home,

You put on a shy face to take the initiative to protect me!

Laugh to death,

What a joke!

to the poor,

break! "

...

In the sky, the "movement" is huge!

But inside and outside the new city, more than 99% of the people are not aware of it at all.

After all, things outside of Fang, believe it or not, it is mysterious and mysterious.

but,

There is always a small group of people who can feel something.

Bong Xincheng,

Wangfu 3rd Street,

In a courtyard with a plaque of "Secret Spy Division Office".

A thin man with a teacup in his hand was looking up at the sky.

His name is Zhou Wang, he is an eunuch, the grandson of Eunuch Wei, but right now, he is definitely an inconspicuous little character, after all, Eunuch Wei has served two generations of emperors, and his godson and grandson are really gone.

The qualifications are very low, and the cultivation base of the qi refiner is also very low, so he was sent here to sit in the office.

A Fanzi yamen, with a sign directly on his forehead, that's it, what else do you want to do? What else can I do?

It's nothing more than drinking tea, passing on word, and holding meetings.

today,

As usual, when he was drinking tea, when he raised his head, he was immediately stunned by the sight in front of him.

"I used to think that in the history books, when that family was born, the sky and the earth changed color, and auspiciousness descended, it was fabricated by the historian shamelessly.

did not expect,

It turned out to be true! "

As the helm of Fengxin City's secret spy department,

Zhou Wang naturally knew what was going to happen in Fengxin City right now.

He immediately ran back to the study like crazy,

Open the secret folder, pick up the pen,

hand,

Trembling!

He is very scared, it can be said that he is afraid to the bone, because he knows what this sentence means, and it may even turn into a whirlpool, crushing himself into powder!

But he couldn't hide it,

and dare not hide,

can only write:

"When Prince Pingxi's son is about to come out, a vision descends from the sky!"