Legend of the Green Ape

Walking in such a hurry, the worries for men and women are even worse.

After seeing off Li Chanjuan and the white-robed man, they will send a briefing letter to Long immediately.

Unexpectedly, they just took out the sound transmission star Dou Long Jian left behind, Yuan He's voice already rang in his ears.

"Concentrate on presiding over the incense altar of Guanlian Bodhisattva, and you don't have to worry about everything else!"

The man and woman were all excited and inexplicable.

Yuan He did not show up, they still fell to their knees, Natou bowed: "Master Alms!"

They suffered catastrophes in their childhood and had many fate. If there was no rescue by Yuan He, they would have been reduced to tragic savages on the roadside. They traveled tirelessly on the Fengzhen Islands, just to follow the traces of Yuan He and take refuge in their seats. The power of service finally found out about Yuan He eight years ago, but regretted the delay in being able to meet.

When Yuan He's voice sounded this time, they knew that the benefactor had arrived. This voice had long been unforgettable, and they would never forget it.

Yuan He peered at their faces from under the mountain, and naturally knew their origins.

The young male monk was from Tianji Island. He was originally a farmer’s son in a mountain village. He was ransacked by horse bandits and the whole family was slaughtered. He was thrown into the fire by the horse bandits and burned to death. At that time, Yuan He was preaching on this island. When passing by the village, I saw him crawling on the snow with his stump, so he rescued him.

After he recovered from his injury, he learned the Dharma bestowed by Yuan He, and began to travel around the islands. After 20 years, he finally found Yuan He, ordained as a monk at Guanlian Temple, and was given the name ‘Lian Guyi’.

The nun next to him is from Dongsun Island, originally from a fisherman’s family. When she was nine years old, she was in a military disaster. She lived in the kingdom of thousands of miles in red and covered with bones, which caused plagues to grow, and the whole family died. When she fled, she was captured by a group of hungry people. In order to kill her in the pot, Yuan He rescued her and settled down.

Her life trajectory was roughly the same as that of Lian Guyi. She traveled around the islands and settled in Guang'an. She became a nun and was given the name of "Lian Dieyi".

During the decades that Yuan He traveled on the islands, hundreds of human orphans were rescued. They had the luck to avoid disasters, the perseverance to persist in searching, and there were only two of them who worked for Yuan He sincerely.

"The poor monk here has two volumes of Guanlian Buddhism, one volume of "Thousand Hands Burial Flower", and the other volume of "Mantra Forbidden Hoop", which is bestowed on you to use in Zen!"

Yuan He threw away two bamboo slips and sent them to the Guanlian Hall, and said: "The poor monk knows that you have gone through hardships, only to repay the life-saving blessings of the past years. When you open the Guanlian Temple all over the place, the cause and effect will be over. At that time, it is up to you to decide whether to go or stay, to seek a foreign way, or to continue to sit and meditate!"

"The grace is boundless, and the retribution has no end." Lian Guyi responded with a palm up: "Master, if the younger generation is to make the cause and effect break, they will not seek you hard at the beginning. The younger generation will have your decree and will return to Guanlian in this life. Under the seat of the Bodhisattva."

"The monks don't verbalize, you have perseverance today, but tomorrow you may not, so don't talk too much." Yuan He was already far away from Guanlian Temple at this time, and was following Li Chanjuan and the white-robed man.

He said as he walked: "There is not only robbery on the road of cultivation, but also desire. If you can't do the five aggregates, don't swear indiscriminately! Lonely, you enter the gate of cultivation with a mortal womb, avoiding birth, aging, sickness and death. The taste of longevity is Isn't it wonderful? You are willing to take refuge in my Buddha in this life, but you don't know how long'this life' is. The longer you live, the more you want to live!

When you are struggling between life and death in the future, there will be as many desires in your heart as there are stars in the sky. At that time, you will have no Bodhisattva and Buddha, only the will to live at all costs. This will will let you The true immortal is also lost in nature, so the poor monk will not force you. The poor monk gives you the opportunity to make a difference between cause and effect. "

"Desire is the demon of the heart, the younger Master Xie gives guidance!" Lian Guyi regarded Yuan He's words as Buddhism teachings and a test of him: "Longevity, no longer than the beliefs of younger generations, please wait and see!"

Yuan He laughed after listening.

After the laughter stopped, no sound came.

Lian Dieyi on the side never said a word, but silently said to himself in his heart: ‘Master, go slowly! The poor nuns will pray for you in front of the Bodhisattva's seat, and also chant and pray for sister Chanjuan! ’

When she was ordained as a nun eight years ago, she regarded herself as a disciple of Guanlian, not a retributor, because she knew that the master of alms was to save her life to ask her to preach to the Buddha, not to make her pay.

At the moment she devoutly worshipped the Guanlian Bodhisattva, she felt that the cause and effect between herself and Yuan He was over.

This is also the epiphany difference between her and Lian Guyi.

Yuan He has been in contact with the two for a short time, and he has not yet seen the superiority of their aptitudes. In fact, Yuan He doesn’t care. It’s just a leisure time for recruiting them. At that time, Yuan He will accept new recruits again.

At this moment, Yuan He has come to Li Chanjuan and the white-robed man.

This is a forest on the banks of the Qingzhu River, only twenty or thirty miles away from Guanlian Temple.

"Brother Xian, why aren't you leaving?" Li Chanjuan blurted out when seeing the white-robed man taking the flying sword and falling in the forest.

"A few of my fellow students are coming, waiting for them to meet again!" The white-robed man held the sword in his hand, pinched a piece of silk cloth to wipe the blade, and said: "Unexpectedly, your senior sister had been with you as early as eight years ago. It's a pity that you parted!"

Li Chanjuan did not know what he was referring to. He left the monastery earlier and asked about the whereabouts of his senior sister. He thought that the other party had come to spread the letter from a distance and was kind to him, so Li Chanjuan did not hide it.

But the other party keeps saying that his father is dying and he should hurry up. Why stay here for so long?

For more than half an hour, the white-robed man still showed no signs of moving, which made Li Chanjuan aware of anxiety, but could not find the problem, so she could only accompany nervously and wait silently.

After a while, the sound of swords screamed from a long distance. Li Chanjuan looked around and saw three monks approaching. Among them was a woman in yellow shirt, wrapped in a long silk, fluttering and flying, very beautiful, Li Chanjuan thought she looked like It is also like the fairy in the painting. She has a very good impression, but when she sees herself, her facial features become savage instantly, and the vicious state on her face is even more terrifying than the fierce beast in the mountains.

"Are you the daughter of Li Jingzhi and Bai Fu?" The woman in yellow shirt said sharply, "Okay! I finally found it. I'm really sorry for the dead soul of my clan if I won't peel you off today!"

Li Chanjuan was shocked by this sentence as if she fell into an ice cave. She pressed her fear on her heart, and she was about to avoid it.

It is a pity that the man in the white robe is close at hand, and he has arranged a trap for her as early as the waiting period.

call!

A line of cold air flew under her feet, gently wrapped around her, and then locked her body like a chain, preventing her from moving half a step.

"Who are you? Why do you want to harm me?" Li Chanjuan asked the white-robed man angrily.

She also really didn't understand that this white-robed man had a high level of cultivation. Since he is going to be disadvantageous to her, he should do it directly at Guanlian Temple. Why should she be fooled into going down here?

The white-robed man ignored her, raised his hand in the direction of Guanlian Temple, and said to the woman in yellow shirt: "The temple on the mountain is an old nest, and there are only two monks in the temple. Li Jingzhi’s apprentice, Bai Zhilan, is not in the temple. Ying, you and Shi Kang Shiyan went to kill the gate, then lurked down and spread the news. If Bai Zhilan is visible, she will definitely look for this woman, and then she will be able to sack and kill in one go!"

The woman in the yellow shirt also didn’t know where the terrible grievances came from, and stared at Li Chanjuan: “We are forced to the relics of the confession, and if it is difficult to return to Dongzhou to seek revenge on the old road of Ba Yan, we should take his gangsters and ask me first. Kill this woman, and it won't be too late to kill the door!"

When Li Chanjuan heard this, she gradually understood.

These monks did know their parents, but they weren't old friends, but rather like dead enemies of Dongzhou.

They scattered on Guang'an Island to find their whereabouts. The white-robed man found himself first, but was afraid of senior sister Bai Zhilan, so he dared not make a move at Guanlian Temple.

Now that the white-robed man has inquired clearly about the senior sister's situation, he has summoned his comrades and prepared to wait for work with ease.

‘What kind of hatred do these people have with my father and my mother? The elder sister has been missing for eight years. They are not willing to let it go. They have to stop at Guanlian Temple and kill them all? ’Li Chanjuan couldn’t figure out 10,000 people: "Who is the old beard? Is my father and my mother a partisan of this person?"

At this time, Li Chanjuan was in a state of confusion.

The white-robed man glanced at her: "Before leaving, the ancestor Bugu once told that this woman must be captured alive. There is a treasure in her body that can help the ancestor to destroy the enemy! You kill her now, it will ruin the old man. Ancestral event!"

The sister named Bu Ying didn’t care: “The ancestor also said that if you can’t catch it alive, it’s okay to kill it. It’s the same if you take the corpse back! !"

After finishing speaking, the ridden red silk flew out, who knew that she had just approached Li Chanjuan, but she saw the blue light on the woman's body suddenly disappeared in place, and disappeared.

Bu Ying was stunned when she saw Li Chanjuan, thinking that Li Chanjuan had applied some secret method, and she was about to drive Hong Ling to search for it. Suddenly, she heard a loud Buddhist sound in her ears.

Without waiting for her to turn her head to detect the sound source, a little golden light shot over like a arrow. This golden light was extremely weird, and contained sound wave restraint, which actually penetrated her body protection magic weapon directly and attached to the body.

As soon as it entered the skin, the golden light instantly condensed into a cross-shaped Sanskrit seal, deep piercing the blood bone meridian, as if a steel knife was slashing in the body, Bu Ying felt that the whole body seemed to be shattered, and the pain was piercing. But there was no trace of scars.

"What kind of charm is this!" Bu Ying fell to the sky and collapsed, rolling her body and screaming, her nails scratching her skin fiercely, as if she wanted to take the Sanskrit prints, but even if her scratched skin was broken, she couldn't shake the Sanskrit. .

She was not the only one who was cursed, and when the Buddha's voice rose, it enveloped the entire forest, and the other three barbarian monks were all under the blow of the Brahma Seal.

The white-robed man had the highest cultivation level, sitting paralyzed on the ground to resist the invasion of Sanskrit. He raised his head laboriously and saw a green-robed monk standing not far away, chanting Buddhist scriptures with his mouth open.

Every time a word is read, golden light radiates from the mouth, forming dense Buddhist seals, which are thrown down like a rain of arrows.

"Who are you? Why do you want to harm us?" The white-robed man knew the other party's supernatural powers and had no master, so he repeated Li Chanjuan's questioning.

The green-robed monk was Yuan He. He used the second type of magical power of the Three-burial Lingtai, the "mantra forbidden hoop". This Buddhist technique of suppression uses the sound of the Buddha to condense the Sanskrit seal. Once it hits the flesh and blood body, it can be Melting flesh and bones, forever calming the body, life and death are between the caster's thoughts.

The white-robed man saw that Yuan He didn't answer, so he just chanted the curse, and seemed to have made up his mind to torture him. He suddenly turned his mind, and his soul screamed out of his body. He determined to give up his body and broke his wrist to survive.

But what made him desperate was that his soul was already covered with the Brahma Seal, and he was hit by the'Forbidden Hoop Curse', so he couldn't live but die.

"Master, spare your life!"

The soul flopped to the ground, and the white-robed man began to beg for mercy hoarsely.