The Ultimate Sword Master

Gu Han was seen staring at Muyu.

Jue Yuan suddenly laughed: "Does the donor recognize this thing?"

"nonsense!"

Donghua and Taishu looked at each other, resentment welling up in their hearts. They both rolled their eyes and said angrily: "Isn't it just a broken piece of wood? Who doesn't recognize it?"

"Grandmaster."

Gu Han ignored the two of them and sighed: "From my perspective, this wooden fish is unusual."

"The donor was joking."

Jue Yuan shook his head and said with emotion: "The stubborn wood is stupid and ignorant. Even when it is used to make wooden fish, its voice is low and mute. It is the lowest material. How can it be said to be unusual?"

"Then the master still carries it?"

"The donor doesn't know something."

Jue Yuan sighed: "In the past, the poor monk had a fate with it, and even made a great wish to cross it. But to this day, it is still unable to speak, unable to hear, and unable to understand the five senses. It’s really shameful that the six senses have not been opened.”

"Are you serious?"

Chongming glanced at the wooden fish and suddenly said: "What's wrong with crossing a piece of elm wood?"

"If it's because it's difficult to cross, then I choose not to cross."

Jue Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "What kind of Buddha does that poor monk still practice?"

Chongming was speechless for a while.

Donghua and Taishu looked at each other, and when they saw the bruises on each other's faces, they felt even more resentful.

They feel.

Jue Yuan most likely practiced Buddhism not to save people, but just to beat them.

"donor."

Jue Yuan glanced at the wooden fish in his hand, with a flash of Buddha's light in his eyes, and suddenly looked at Gu Han: "What do you think?"

“Ironwood still has its flowering day.”

"The elm tree has its own time to awaken."

Gu Han looked at the wooden fish, feeling very kind in his heart, and smiled with emotion: "Buddha said that there is no one who cannot be saved, and the master is the one with great perseverance and great virtues. He deserves to be Lord Leiyin Buddha, and the younger generation should be ashamed of himself!"

The words fell.

Chongming and Donghua immediately understood what he meant.

Feel far away.

He is the true Buddha!

"Where's the evidence?"

Donghua stared at Gu Han and said seriously: "We need evidence. We need evidence that is not mixed with any personal emotions or grudges!"

"good!"

Taishu echoed: "Fellow Taoist, it's not that we look down on you. With your strength and cultivation, you can't even travel through the world. It shouldn't be possible for you to have seen Lord Lingshan Buddha, right?"

Gu Han didn't explain.

Wooden fish is the evidence!

He has never met Lord Leiyin Buddha, but he has fought side by side with Yumu from later generations, and his understanding of Lord Leiyin Buddha is far better than the others!

"I heard a story once."

"what story?"

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain."

Gu Han glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "There is a temple on the mountain."

"Then what?"

The two men's eyes widened.

"There is a walking monk in the temple."

Gu Han said softly: "The walking monk has a wooden fish in his hand."

Two people: "???"

They feel.

The childishness of Gu Han's story is comparable to the children's song in Jue Yuan's hand... Crouching Dragon and Phoenix!

On the contrary, it was Chongming.

It seemed that he could faintly hear the deeper meaning of his words.

"Is this the wooden fish you're talking about?"

"good."

Gu Han looked at the wooden fish again, sighed quietly, and said: "The wooden fish has been blown by the wind for thousands of years, beaten by the rain for thousands of years, exposed to the sun for thousands of years, and cut down for thousands of years, but it still can't fall. It has only one great wish in its heart...to become a Buddha!"

"What can I do?"

Jue Yuan smiled knowingly and suddenly said: "This wooden fish is hindered by its heels. It is born stupid and stubborn. Its five senses are blocked and its six consciousnesses are not yet opened. Even if it listens to the Buddha's voice and is baptized by the Buddha's light, it is difficult for him to become enlightened."

The two of them had a sharp conversation.

Donghua and Taishu looked confused when they heard this.

"Donor, you..."

Jue Yuan looked at Gu Han, who seemed to be about to say the words that left him speechless and he had heard it many times.

"Grandmaster."

Gu Han predicted the opponent's prediction and said preemptively: "Are you trying to say that I have a fate with Buddha?"

"No, no."

Jue Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "With or without fate, everything depends on fate, fate gathers and fate disperses, the uncontaminated nature is empty."

"The past life, the present life, the past and the future."

Turning his eyes, he glanced at the wooden fish in his hand, and said with a hint: "If we really want to talk about fate, the donor and this thing are really destined."

kindness?

Gu Han's heart moved when he heard this: "Master, what do you mean?"

"Why should the donor ask knowingly?"

Jue Yuan smiled casually and said: "Dependent origination, fate and fall, fate will eventually end, flowers wither, flowers bloom and return to the dust. Although there must be fate in the origin and fall, the dispersion of fate does not necessarily end the fate. The cause is the root of the effect, and the effect is the tail of the cause. Therefore, friends again It’s a blessing to meet again, isn’t it?”

Gu Han's expression was shocked!

Others couldn't understand, but he knew that Jue Yuan's words seemed to...have revealed his origin!

"Master, you..."

"donor."

Jue Yuan didn't explain much and suddenly asked: "Does the story you just told have an ending?"

"have?"

"Can you tell me?"

Jue Yuan said softly: "Muyu, can you become a Buddha?"

"I only know."

Gu Han thought for a while and said seriously: "If the master does not abandon the wooden fish, the elm will definitely live up to the master."

"Amitabha."

Jue Yuan smiled in relief and stopped asking.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, under the deep silence of the sky, there was a sudden sound of tapping with a blunt instrument. It was mute and indistinct. To Chongming's ears, it was extremely noisy. To Donghua and Taishu's ears, it was unremarkable.

Can……

Hearing this in Gu Han's ears, he could feel the joy and yearning in it.

In a trance.

He seemed to see an old monk standing in front of him with his brows lowered and his hands hanging down, with Buddha's light flowing on his body and an expression without sadness or joy.

In the heart lake.

The towering tree that symbolized the power of the wishes of all living beings suddenly grew again at this moment. Every time the wooden fish sounded, it would double in size!

On the broken road.

He strode forward with his head held high, and kept moving forward. The power of the thoughts and wishes of all living beings were added to him, and countless whispers also reached his ears.

"I wish to become a Buddha and save the world."

"I wish the world will be peaceful for all eternity and there will be no war!"

"I wish all living beings will be free of disasters and peace for generations!"

"I wish that all sword cultivators in the world will be like dragons, and I wish that the sword path in the world will be brilliant and prosperous and never end!"

"..."

Among the many whispers.

He seemed to hear what he said in Xuantian Sword Sect that year.

At this time.

The will of all living beings no longer stopped him from moving forward. On the contrary, they confided in him, constantly telling him their aspirations. The great aspirations in their hearts turned into a help for him to move forward, constantly pushing him to the end of the road!

Outside.

As time passed.

Gu Han faintly gave birth to a vague, inscrutable, mysterious aura, as if there were all living beings, as if there were endless aspirations, and even a faint aura of eternity!

Similarly.

As his aura continued to change, a few black hairs appeared on his originally gray temples!

Not only that!

His originally decayed and nearly dead body, at this time, was like a dead tree in spring, and it actually showed some vitality again, and even the originally hunched waist straightened up!

"This, this, this..."

Donghua and Taishu looked at each other, with an incredible look on their faces: "Break, break, break... break through?"