Look In the Mirror

   "Senior brother...you are possessed."

  Zen Master Huizhuo didn't respond, but kept clasping his hands together, but what was strange was that he didn't show any trace of compassion on his body.

  His eyebrows and eyes drooped like a statue of a dead god, but there was an inexplicable coldness in his eyes.

   "Amitabha."

   "In this world, who is alive?"

  The gurgling sound echoed in the secret cave with nine bends and eighteen bends, and layers of loneliness seeped out of the originally unknown darkness.

  In an instant, the three monks with dark characters were overwhelmed.

   "It seems that the catastrophe at Shasheng Temple is related to senior brother."

  The obscure voice was like his dharma name, full of bitterness and sadness.

  The other two Zen masters were dim and dim, and their bodies trembled when they heard the words.

   On the contrary, Zen master Huizhuo didn't move at all, maybe he was told the truth by Huizhuo, and maybe he felt guilty in his heart.

   "Junior brother, you should be the one who went to Daleiyin Temple to participate in the 'Auspicious Dharma Assembly'."

   "Your Zen mind is the most steadfast among the four of us."

  Zen Master Huizhuo finally raised his head, his eyes filled with nostalgia and regret.

   It was because of that 'Auspicious Fa Conference' that I was seriously injured, and then I chose to embark on another path.

  A road that deviates from Shasheng Temple.

  If the matter of going to Zen Master was obscure at that time, maybe the ending would have changed.

   But now there is no if.

  Sasheng Temple... After all, it was too weak.

  It is so weak that it can only be used as a tool, barely a handy tool.

  Candlelight flickered in the cave, and four old monks were faintly occupying four directions.

   I didn't expect that I haven't seen each other for so many years, and when we met again, it was already **** for tat.

  Through the light of the fire, the three monks of Huizi saw the pattern of 'Xuan Bird' carved on the cloak of Huizi.

   is the mysterious organization mentioned by the Buddha.

  The 'Xuan Qin Sect' established by the old Xuanshang Party!

   "It seems that brother is already a member of Xuan Qin Sect."

   "Twitter~"

  A bird song echoed in the secret cave, which was also mixed with the cry of "Buddha~Dharma~Monk~".

  Each member of the Black Bird Sect has a spirit bird.

  The spiritual bird of Chan Master Huizhuo is the 'Sambo Sparrow'.

  Red lips, bare feet, sea blue feathers, beautiful but not gorgeous or delicate.

   This bird is very good at flying, and its cry is similar to that of "Buddha, Dharma and Sangha", so it is called the Three Treasure Bird.

  The three-treasure sparrow landed on the dark body and whispered in his ear.

  Hazy seemed to understand what it said, his complexion paled slightly, and there was a bit of regret in his eyes.

   "The mysterious bird came to the world, and the reincarnation of Yin and Shang."

   "The world will be in chaos, and the dynasties will change. This is a world of great controversy. The Shasheng Temple has been lonely for too long. It is time to re-enter the game."

  His voice was very deep, and he seemed a little more indifferent than before.

  Zen Master Obscure glanced at the three-treasure sparrow, not knowing what information it brought just now, but it could directly change Obscure's attitude.

   "Brother, Shasheng Temple killed the Chixiao Demon Emperor thousands of years ago and helped Da Zhou stabilize the country. Since then, he has already entered the game."

  Dark but shook his head: "The Shasheng Temple is far away from the southern border, and it seems to be in the game, but in fact, it was already out of the game when the Shasheng Temple was first catastrophe four hundred years ago."

  The obscure Zen master also shook his head: "Brother, we are all monks, and it is a good thing for me to be out."

   Hearing the words in a dark way, he laughed: "Junior brother, you are too naive."

   "The general trend is not in my hands, and its evening is near."

   "Just like the current situation, although the Shasheng Temple is located deep in the southern border, there are also powerful enemies attacking. When life and death exist, how can we talk about the birth of Zen mind?"

  The obscure Zen master had low eyebrows and eyes, but he didn't agree with him and said: "Brother, if you enter the game, you will be in chaos, and if you are in chaos, you will be far away from Zen."

   "Since you have joined the Xuan Qin Cult, you will be like a drop of water falling into a whirlpool. Everything will be involuntary and uncontrollable."

  As soon as these words came out, Zen Master Huizhuo paused slightly.

  After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "It's so involuntary..."

   "Junior brother, I know I can't convince you no matter what."

  " Between us, we have to renew our positions after all."

   "Brother, do you have to do this?"

   Zen Master Hui An's words were bitter. He had always respected this senior brother in front of him, and he really didn't want to be an enemy against him as a last resort.

  The same is true for Zen master Huiming. When he started with Huiming, he was often supported by Zen master Huizhuo. Now he has to confront each other, and he really doesn't know how to deal with it.

  Zen Master Huizhuo looked at the three monks, his eyes gradually turned cold from initial hesitation.

   "The three juniors...it's too late."

"What's the meaning?"

  The three elders were secretly startled.

  In an instant, they thought of Fozi Lichen who was supporting alone outside.

   "Brother! Buddha is the hope of Shasheng Temple! You..."

   "It's too late, that little guy will die today."

  As soon as these words came out, the three elders were terrified. It turned out that the reason why Huizhuo had been talking nonsense with them for so long was to delay time!

  In desperation, Zen Master Huimo directly swung a big Sumeru palm.

  With great palm strength and extremely fast speed, he came to Zen Master Huizhuo in an instant.

  However, this palm was just a false move by him to confuse the enemy, he didn't even look at it after the slap, and just moved towards the entrance of the cave.

  But Zen Master Huizhuo seemed to have read his mind, and when he turned around, a filthy sea of ​​blood was reflected around him, blocking the entrance of the cave all at once.

   "Blood Sea Law!"

  The hearts of the three monks sank, and they also summoned their respective Dharma images.

  The image of Zen Master Obscure is Mount Sumeru, the image of Zen Master Huiming is a red sun, and the image of Zen Master Obscure is a shadow.

   Mount Sumeru, the red sun, shadows, and the sea of ​​dirty blood.

  In an instant, the entire cave was surrounded by the four dharmas.

   But in comparison, no matter how broad or deep, the sea of ​​dirty blood stabilizes the other three dharma signs.

   "Amitabha."

   "Three junior brothers, I will not let you go out to die."

  …

  Sasheng Temple.

  The Demon God's arm was sealed by Li Chen.

  The sky, which was originally surrounded by demonic energy, finally gradually dissipated at this time.

  The sun passed through the haze and fell on the ruins. It is no longer possible to see which temple's roof the scattered bricks and tiles once came from.

  The Shasheng Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, is now nothing but rubble.

  Li Chen, who was already exhausted, looked at all this with mixed emotions in his heart.

  Buddha said that losing is gaining.

   But losing is losing, even if you get it, it is no longer what you once had.

   "Perhaps this is reincarnation."

  Buddhism has reincarnation, Taoism has yin and yang.

  Regardless of reincarnation or yin and yang, both have a common feature, that is, everything in this world is changing.

   There is no eternal change, only eternal change.

  Thinking of this, Li Chen was taken aback for a moment, and the memory of Patriarch Bukong under the Bukong Waterfall was reflected in his heart.

  Rules are a kind of shackles.

   Zen is.

  Longevity is.

  The same goes for the thousand-year-old temple.

  All practice, whether it is evolution, is just a process of making rules and breaking them.

   And this is the way of heaven.

   Rules on top of rules.

  The twilight is warm and the wind is murmuring.

   Li Chen looked at the ruined Shasheng Temple in front of him, as if he was looking at a prisoner who broke the shackles.