Nightfall

& gt; .. The Buddha Temple has been ruined, no one saw the chessboard, at this time Master Qishan said that the chessboard was destroyed, could not help being shocked and speechless, thinking that even if Qi Nian broke through 16 years of closed meditation, then The iron sword of Mr. Shangshuyuan II should not destroy the chessboard left by the Buddha, and some people were even more shocked that Master Qishan said he could not be sure whether Ning Que and the daughter of Hades were dead or alive. . = 5 = 1 = o =.

The abbot of Lanke Temple was cut off with a sword and left leg covered with blood. He looked pale and looked at the body of Master Bao Shu in Qu Ni Madi ’s arms. After a long time, he suddenly cried in pain. .

Thinking of today ’s countless deaths and injuries, the abbot ’s body was trembling, and then he climbed up to the stone steps with his hands, crying at Master Qishan and saying, "Why are you doing this? Do you want to make the whole world World ruin? Rotten Ke has been destroyed, can't it stop the world from ruining? "

Master Qishan looked at his disciple with pity and glanced at Qinian again, and said slowly: "I left Xuankong Temple a hundred years ago and came to the world. I have lived here the longest, and the more I love here Deep, it's just that we have chosen a different path for how to protect the world. "

Qi Nian said: "Sir Uncle, have you ever thought that the path you choose for the world is different from the choice of most people, and it is most likely wrong."

Master Qishan smiled on his tired face, and said, "I am Qishan, I am not Qishan, so the path I have chosen in my life has always been a divergence in the eyes of the world."

After saying this, the master slowly closed his eyes and leaned into the arms of the sea monk.

The body of the sea monk was cold and damp in the autumn rain. At this time, the heart also felt cold and wet. He stretched out his trembling fingers and placed it in front of the master's nose. Tears could not stop overflowing his eyes.

The master passed away.

Decades ago, Master Qishan turned the tide and saved countless people, but he himself suffered from a serious illness and repaired and destroyed the state. After many years of fighting against diseases and evil spirits, his blood has withered, and now he is old and decayed, but today he is telling Zhen Ning to help Ning Quezhen to retreat from his seven thoughts, and forcefully open the world of chessboards.

Jun Mo looked at the body of the thin master in the arms of the sea-watching monk and bowed slowly.

The abbot of Lanke Temple, who was scolding the master, stunned. Some nervously cry and laugh twice. Then kneel down.

In front of the stone steps of the Buddha Hall, all those who can stand still salute the master's body.

This respect. Not because Master Qishan is the real elder of Lanke Temple and the highest virtue of Buddhism, but because the master has proven his compassion and kindness with his centuries of life. Even though most people in the world would oppose the choice made by the master before he died, absolutely no one dared to question his virtue.

Autumn rain was slightly scattered.

A scholar appeared before the ruins of the Buddhist temple. The sudden rain drenched all the cotton jackets on his body. The coagulated cotton shook slightly outside the cotton cloth, like frosted flowers and fruits.

Hearing the cry at the stone steps, he walked over, and everyone hurried to make way.

The brother went to Master Qishan's body, thinking of the two-person correspondence and the master's hope on the letter paper. Qi Rong appeared, squatting down and holding the master's cooler right hand, and whispered a few words.

Jun Mo looked at his back and said: "The master said that the life and death of the younger brother and Sang Sang are unknown."

The brother stood up and looked at the sky in the rain. His eyes narrowed slightly in the sudden rain line, his face pale and haggard. Suddenly turned around and walked up the stone steps.

The Buddha's palace was in ruins. The master waved his cotton sleeves lightly, and the cotton protruding from the cracked opening in the cotton coat drifted away, and the masonry rubble around his body. It is quickly emptied at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Junmo knows that Senior Brother has forcibly broken the border too many times today, if he goes on like this. It will have an irreversible effect on Brother ’s cultivation of his mind, saying, "Brother, I will do it."

The master said, "I'm in a hurry."

He has always walked without any urgency, slowness, even slowness, but even a little panic, but today he has become the most anxious person in the world, and his anxiety is naturally the life and death of Ning Que.

Jun Mo no longer said much, holding the iron sword to the ground and began to assist Brother.

In a very short period of time, the ruins of the Buddha Temple were completely cleared by the two, and even the foundation of the Buddha Temple was dug by Jun Mo, but they still did not find the chess board.

Is it true that Master Qishan said that the chessboard left by Buddha was destroyed?

But even if it was destroyed, some traces should be left.

The autumn rain was getting more and more urgent. The ruins of the Buddha Temple were surrounded by silence. Nothing could be heard except the sound of rain. The rain gradually poured into the excavated foundation and gradually accumulated puddles.

The brother looked at the puddles in the ruins, and suddenly his expression changed slightly.

In the deepest part of the foundation of the Buddha Temple, surrounded by the earth walls with wide and straight traces of iron swords, there can be seen a tower foundation of about a dozen square meters. The tower foundation does not know how much is buried under the Buddha Temple In the year, it was already dilapidated. There was a dry well filled with sealing soil in the middle of the tower foundation, and the wellhead was broken early.

Jun Mo skimmed to the side of Taki, held the iron sword and stabbed, then shook his head.

The sealed soil in the dry well is almost seamless, and there is no passage directly under the ground. Even if Ning Que and Sang Sang left the black carriage, they could not escape from here.

With such a broken well, where can you make the colorful ones all over again?

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Ye Su and others watched them rummaging through the ruins, digging out the foundation of the Buddha's temple, and kept silent for a long time, because they knew that Mr. Da and Mr. Er were watching the silence at this time, and their emotions had actually reached the edge of the outbreak. At this time, even if you are observant and subjective and the first lecture, you are not willing to provoke such two people at the same time.

The brother walked out of the ruins and walked to Qi Nian, watching him in silence for a long time, and said with self-blame: "In Chang'an City, I shouldn't discuss this with you. I always thought, Since you are walking in a Buddhist temple and longing for it, you should always be compassionate. "

Qi Nian was covered in blood, but looked calm and said, "It is my evil to use Mr. Da's trust in Buddhism. However, I did this precisely because of Buddhism's great compassion in the world."

The master shook his head and sighed, "There is no small compassion for a lonely woman, and where is the great compassion, even if there is, what is the meaning of this great compassion?"

Listening to this sentence, the ruins of the Hou Temple were quiet. Everyone, especially the monks who watched the sea and the abbots of the Lanke Temple thought about it, and the expression of Qi Nian changed slightly.

"The teacher once said that I am a bright and clear mountain stream. I have never encountered a real fork and a quagmire. I am much luckier than the younger brother. Until today I was deceived and used by you. I did not understand what the teacher meant. What was it, I felt this pain and anger for the first time. "

The master looked at Qi Nian and continued: "I will not fight, otherwise I will have to fight with you at this time, or when I learn to fight later, I will go to Xuankong Temple to find you again."

Jun Mo looked at Qi Nian's expression indifferently and said, "Because of Master Qishan's last wish, I won't kill you today. After my college finds the younger brother, the younger brother will go to Xuankong Temple to kill you. Back to Junior Brother, that's when I accompanied Brother to Xuankong Temple to find you. Please go back and tell the first lecture. "

Different words tell the same thing. The people in autumn rain suddenly felt cold all over, thinking in silence. Is the college preparing to declare war on Xuankong Temple?

Jiange Cheng Ziqing leaned on the stone steps and looked at the silent seven thoughts. He couldn't help thinking that if he was a monk in Xuankong Temple, he must pray to the Buddha to protect Ning Que and be alive.

If Ning Que is dead, can Xuankong Temple withstand the violent revenge of the academy?

Qi Nian was unmoved, looking at the academy in front of him calmly said: "This is the will of the Buddha, how can mortals move? Ning Que and the Pluto's daughter must die, if the academy wants to destroy the Buddha, and see if it can be destroyed Off. "

"Buddha was also a mortal."

Jun Mo looked up at the stone statue of Buddha at the top of Washan Mountain in the far distance of the rain sky, looked at the stone Buddha's pitiful and solemn face, and watched the light of the Buddha still looming in the broken palm of the stone Buddha.

"From today, the bald donkey will not be allowed to enter my Tang realm."

After saying this, he looked pale, his broad robe fluttering against the rain, and the wide straight iron sword leaped away from his hand, instantly piercing the layers of rain, and stabbing the stone statue of the Buddha on the top of the mountain in the distance.

The stone statue of the Buddha at the peak of Washan Mountain is extremely tall, as if overlooking a real Buddha.

Compared with the Buddha statue, the iron sword is like a very small iron piece.

However, the iron sword is infused with Jun Mo's most violent emotions, the most contemptuous attitude, the most absolute order, where can an unconscious and ignorant stone Buddha can contend?

The right hand of the Buddha statue was broken with his wrists, and fell from a very high sky, startled the goshawk, messed up the autumn rain, and I didn't know how long it took before it fell to the ground, making a huge muffled noise.

There are several straight lines on the face of the Buddha's stone statue. Looking from a distance, it is like a naughty boy who used the ink line to play a few times. The expression of compassion suddenly became very funny.

Those lines were cut out with iron swords, penetrating behind the head of the Buddha statue. After a while, the face of the Buddha statue began to collapse, and rocks continued to fall.

On the stone statues of Buddha, giant rocks began to peel off, and then the rate of collapse gradually increased. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The peak of Wa Mountain continuously sounded like thunder. Countless smoke and dust soared into the sky, and even the sudden rain could not be quenched in a short time. The vibration on the top of the mountain even reached the Lanke Temple at the foot of the mountain.

Hundreds of boulders began to roll down the mountain. The more powerful the horse was riding the horse, the more terrifying it was. Following the mountain, it came to the already broken and ruined Ke Temple.

The people in the Hou Temple were shocked, holding the injured companion, or holding the body of the deceased, and began to flee towards Zhongsiqian Temple.

In the sound of countless impacts, the Buddha ’s stone like a collapsed boulder easily smashed through the walls of the ancient temple, crushing the remains of the Buddha ’s temple even more, over the stone pings, and the broken bells, which was terrifying.

I don't know how long it took, and finally it was calm, the smoke gradually receded, and the people who avoided the square in front of the temple, looked back in horror, and saw that most of the rotten temples were smashed and filled with huge stones.

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(The next chapter, fight out before twelve o'clock.) To be continued ..