The Strongest Soldier in the City

"But this is often the case, and it is even more necessary for practitioners to have an ethereal heart that can be immersed in it. Without a stable heart, how to control this supreme killing skill? The more impetuous the mind, the easier it is to be succumbed to the evil in it. Controlled by a violent spirit, the final result can only be a ruthless backlash and sudden death."

The old monk's words are serious and thoughtful, and every word is gentle, but every word is like a verse.

Chen Liuhe's body was shaken again, and after hearing what the old monk said, endless fear arose in his heart.

He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter until now.

Cold sweat had soaked Chen Liuhe's clothes, and his complexion became even paler.

Seeing Chen Liuhe's reaction, the old monk showed a faint and kind smile, and a hint of relief flashed in his old eyes.

The little guy in front of him has a high level of understanding and can understand everything at once. He is not a stubborn person, which makes him very satisfied.

"Master... what should I do? I really don't have much time." Chen Liuhe was bitter, looking for advice and help.

The old monk in front of him must be a complete master, a real master hidden in the mountains.

A few words can reveal everything, and what he sees is the most thorough world.

"Buddhism pays attention to Zen mind and dependent origination."

The old monk said: "The so-called Zen mind means no desires, no gains, no losses, no achievements and no benefits, and the original mind is empty and clear."

"You have already achieved the so-called fate. It is precisely because of fate that you can obtain the secret of inheritance left by your ancestors."

The old monk said: "Since it is dependent, the next step is dependent birth. As for whether it will be destroyed, it still depends on your nature and understanding."

Chen Liuhe's expression became calm, his eyes flashed with thoughtfulness, and he fell into deep thought. Every word the old monk said echoed in Chen Liuhe's mind.

Just when Chen Liuhe was deep in thought, the old monk suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the huge rock.

"Do you know why your ancestors liked to sit in this place to practice Taoism and meditate?" the monk asked again.

Chen Liuhe shook his head, and the monk added: "Because in this place where you can look straight at the first ray of the east sun and overlook the mountains and wilderness, it is not easy to maintain a stable heart."

"Looking at the small mountains, standing shoulder to shoulder with the rising sun, how ambitious and proud is this?" The monk said: "However, your ancestors are here, but they can put everything down, neither fighting nor grabbing, neither happy nor sad, neither Be impatient."

Chen Liuhe was startled again. He understood that the old monk was talking about a kind of artistic conception, an artistic conception that Chen Liuhe was far from reaching so far.

"Little donor, please remember that you will not get what you want, and you will get what you don't ask for." The old monk gave Chen Liuhe a deep look.

Chen Liuhe's heart stirred up a huge wave, and he looked at the old monk in front of him in shock.

After saying this, the old monk smiled again, said no more, bowed to Chen Liuhe, and turned around to leave.

He believed that a sensible person could understand every word he said tonight.

If Chen Liuhe is a person without understanding, then even if he talks, it will be in vain.

This is all he can do. Whether he succeeds or not depends on Chen Liuhe's own luck and destiny.

"Junior, thank you Master for your enlightenment and teachings." Chen Liuhe clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to the old monk.

This was the first time that he felt a sense of humility and awe in front of this old monk.

The words spoken by the old monk tonight were every word, and every word struck Chen Liuhe's heart like thunder.

Chen Liuhe was enlightened and enlightened.

He has just woken up now. These days, he has really fallen into a quagmire that he cannot extricate himself from. He has entered a dead end that can never have an exit.

If the old monk hadn't appeared in time to wake him up, he would probably have continued to sink in this obsession and unwillingness until the end.

When Chen Liuhe came to his senses, he was indeed broken into a cold sweat and frightened.

"Being calm is the right way to cater to the laws of all things in the world. Don't pursue gains and losses in the past. The more you want something, the less you can get it. When you stabilize your mind and everything is natural, there may be unexpected surprises. Surprise." The old monk left and disappeared into the dark night, but a faint message slowly came back.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were clear, no longer hostile and angry, and became clear and bright, as if competing with the silver moon.

At this moment, his whole temperament seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, as if his messy heart had become empty.

Those who practice Buddhism and realize the Buddha's mind are indeed extraordinary, and every word is truly a verse.

It was also from this moment on that Chen Liuhe completely adjusted his eagerness for quick success.

His mood became extremely peaceful. He glanced at the "drink" in his hand. Chen Liuhe smiled slightly and said: "Perhaps we are indeed obsessed with each other. We are in urgent need of it. A good hand comes by chance. Although there is not much time, we can We cannot drift further down the wrong road."

"Master is right, trying to encourage others is the opposite." Chen Liuhe grinned and became extremely relaxed.

That night, he did not continue to practice and comprehend the Blood Sea Sword Intent, but returned to the dilapidated small temple.

The small temple was quiet and dark, and the old monk must have fallen asleep.

Inside the house, there were still steaming vegetarian meals neatly placed. Chen Liuhe smiled knowingly and started eating.

After what happened tonight, the status and image of that elderly monk in Chen Liuhe's mind has undoubtedly increased infinitely, becoming mysterious and majestic.

At the same time, Chen Liuhe was also very interested in the identity of the old monk.

This old monk said at the beginning that he didn't know anything more about himself and his dead ghost grandfather. He didn't know whether his dead ghost grandfather had left a legacy here.

Looking at it now, it is obvious that this is not the case. The old monk was able to shout out the name Blood Sea Sword Intent tonight, which proves that he knows a lot.

He may still have many things in his heart that he is hiding from himself.

Chen Liuhe smacked his lips a few times, thinking about these questions.

But he didn't get too entangled, he just laughed it off.

Chen Liuhe asked himself that he had no ability to figure out that kind of unfathomable master.

Anyway, he only needs to know that the other party is not hostile to him, and that what the other party does is indeed only good for him and not harmful.

That night, Chen Liuhe had no distracting thoughts and went to bed early. He didn't think about the Blood Sea Sword Intent anymore, as if he suddenly had an epiphany.