After being silent for a long time, the black-clothed monk came to his senses and said with a wry smile, "Is there any sutra that the poor monk can teach you? If the guardian envoy wants to listen to the sutra, he should go to Luming Temple, even if it is not the old man in the small temple in the back mountain.
, you should also find the abbot master."
When it comes to the profoundness of Buddhism, there are probably no monks in the world who can compare with these two.
Chen Chao shook his head and said, "These two people can't explain the scriptures I want to hear."
The monk in black frowned and said, "Is this okay, poor monk? This poor monk has never studied the Buddhist scriptures."
This sentence is true. Although the black-clothed monk is the most talented among the monks of Luming Temple's generation, like the black-clothed national master, in the early years, he has been studying the study of kings and hegemons and seeing the world.
In fact, he didn't study much about Buddhist scriptures, because his behavior style had always been similar to that of the old friend in the temple, so they didn't have any requirements.
Chen Chao smiled and said, "I'm just a monk who has read Buddhist scriptures. Lectures on the scriptures are of no use to me."
Having said this, the monk in black also understood, nodded and said, "So that's it."
Chen Chao looked at him and said calmly, "It's not easy to walk forward from the end of Wangyou and cross that natural chasm. The master of the Sword Sect has worked hard for this all his life and received many instructions, and finally he was able to cultivate it.
A sword above sorrow."
The success of that sword meant that the Sect Master of the Sword Sect had crossed that threshold. However, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect originally thought that Fuyun was the end, but when he really reached this level, it was like climbing a high mountain and reaching the top of the mountain.
Looking into the distance, I realized there was a mountain in front of me.
In fact, senior practitioners have already explained these things thoroughly.
The road is long and has no end.
The monk in black asked curiously, "Is it true that the only master of the Sword Sect in the world is in the so-called Fuyun Realm?"
Chen Chao glanced at the black-clothed monk and said calmly, "Wu Hao was in this state before. You also know that with the foundation of Chixin Guan, Wu Hao is definitely not the only one. Now there are still a few old Taoists behind Chixin Guan."
It’s this realm, but once they reach this realm, they’re afraid they’ll only think more about moving forward and won’t care about these worldly things.”
"But I went to Wantian Palace, and there is no such existence in Wantian Palace. It seems that the concept of infatuation is indeed unique."
Chen Chao narrowed his eyes. Among the Fuyun monks in this world, there are only a few Fuyun monks hiding in those unknown so-called sacred mountains. Only Chixinguan has a few Fuyun monks.
As for the demon clan, apart from the demon emperor, there may be some old demons who have been practicing hard and have this realm, but it is definitely not common.
Fuyun Realm, according to what the girl in white said, is actually a rare thing.
In their time, this was also the highest combat power of the sect.
"There are still some people overseas, there should be a lot of them, but they probably won't show up."
Chen Chao also casually talked about things overseas.
But since those people over there are wholeheartedly pursuing a higher realm and immortality, they don't need to worry about it for the time being. After all, the biggest difficulty now is the demon clan, and the most important thing to consider is the demon clan emperor.
The monk in black sighed with emotion, "It seems like you are the only one who can handle the demon clan."
Chen Chao didn't say any polite words, he just said, "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't come to you for lectures."
The monk in black thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about the scriptures, but there seems to be a Buddhist scripture that is very suitable to be taught to you at this moment."
Chen Chao looked curiously at the black man in front of him.
Monk in clothes.
The black-clothed monk was not in a hurry, and just asked with a smile, "Do you know why the national preceptor had to be a national preceptor with a bad reputation?"
Chen Chao smiled and said, "For the sake of the world and the common people, all the so-called reputations are actually not important. You must know this."
The monk in black asked, "Is it also because of this that His Majesty raised the army?"
Chen Chao shook his head and said softly, "When my uncle started the army, I think there was only one reason, and that was that he didn't want his aunt to die like this. As a vassal king and the son of Emperor Lingzong, he could actually die like this, but
But he couldn't help but watch his aunt die with him. If they were ordinary people from the beginning, they would definitely not have rebelled. Being an emperor was never what my uncle wanted to do most."
"So you still have to have a firm heart to achieve something. Even the so-called firmness is actually very unexpected in the eyes of the world."
"In practice, it is said that to cross the sea of suffering, you have to reach the other side, and then forget your worries. Only by truly forgetting your worries can you forget your worries. But in fact, the poor monk feels that you have to be firm in a certain mind at the beginning. Most monks are firm in that they can walk.
At the end of the road, but at the end, if you have been wasting in a certain realm for too long, you will no longer be firm, and naturally you will no longer be able to move forward. Things in the world are actually very simple, but people in the world make things too complicated.
Already."
The monk in black smiled and said, "The poor monk has read through many Buddhist scriptures in the temple. The Buddha preached the Dharma and the people offered incense. It was actually a transaction. The poor monk actually did not have a Buddha in his heart."
Chen Chao thought for a while and said, "When there is no Buddha in your heart, you are actually the Buddha."
The monk in black did not answer this question, but said, "The poor monk feels that all Buddhist disciples in the world seek is peace of mind."
After getting rid of the black hair, and finally escaping into Buddhism, there is always only one thing you want, which is the word peace of mind.
Only after you have peace of mind can you achieve peace of mind.
Chen Chao thought for a while and said with a smile, "What sutra is this talking about?"
The black-robed monk smiled and said, "This is the worldly scripture in the heart of a poor monk."
Chen Chao narrowed his eyes, then stood up from the bench, sat cross-legged on the ground, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "Then please master, please give a good lecture on this secular sutra."
The monk in black also stood up, clasped his hands and said, "I am happy to help you."
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Jian Zong.
Over the years, this sect hanging in mid-air has actually been spending time between the sect master retreating and coming out of seclusion and then retreating again. The new disciples who are less lucky are probably not only aware that their sect master is the number one in the world.
Apart from the master of swordsmanship, there is no one else.
They had never seen the master of the Sword Sect, and could only hear their uncles talking about the master who was the highest in swordsmanship in the world.
There is a young swordsman who is not very old, no more than seven or eight years old, and has just been accepted as a disciple by a declining swordsman from the Sword Sect. The old swordsman has been obsessed with swordsmanship his whole life, and his qualifications are actually not bad, but
I don’t know why, I have been immersed in practicing swords all my life, but in the end I was stuck before Wangyou, unable to be called "Sword Immortal" by the world. A few weeks ago, the old swordsman thought there was a chance, so he stayed in seclusion for another sixty years.
, but after this period of time was over, he gave up completely and knew
I have no hope in this life.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were still a few years left to live a good life, the old swordsman who entrusted the great cause of kendo to the next generation finally went down the mountain. He spent two years walking around and finally found a child with good bones in Weizhou. That child
He was born in a farmer's family in Weizhou. When we found him, he was playing in the fields with other children in the mud. When he saw Lao Jianxiu, his first words made him choke.
The kid lied and left home and came to the Sword Sect. As a result, this kid was clamoring every day to see the master of the Sword Sect that his cheap master had said.
He wanted to see what the most powerful swordsman in the world looked like.
This made Lao Jianxiu's head as big as an ox. The sect leader said that he had gone into seclusion. Even if he had not gone into seclusion, he didn't mean to see him if he wanted to. For this reason, his fellow apprentices who were still alive would inevitably make fun of him when they saw Lao Jianxiu.
Ichiban.
No, now this kid has only been practicing swordsmanship for a long time, and he is clamoring to see the master of the Sword Sect again. The old swordsman's hair has turned a few gray. When he comes to his closed disciple, the old swordsman squeezes out a
Smiling face, "Axun, as long as you practice your sword well in the mountains, you will be able to meet the sect master one day sooner or later. Why are you so anxious? You heard Master said that when you reach a higher level and meet the sect master, the sect master will definitely be able to do it in no time.
Remember you? Think about it. The sect leader looked around like this and suddenly spotted you in the crowd. He thought to himself, whose disciple is this? His qualifications are quite good, so he will remember it right away.
is you?"
As the old swordsman opened his mouth, he looked at his apprentice's expression. Over the years, he had not accomplished much in practicing swordsmanship, and he was not good at dealing with people either.
These words were said after racking one's brains.
The young man named Song Xun was different from ordinary farm boys. He was extremely clever. He had been making trouble for a long time. Seeing his master like this, he felt a little soft-hearted and asked tentatively, "Master, you want to be honest with me, okay?"
Even you have never met that sect leader? Did you lie to me to go up the mountain with those words you said before?"
The old sword cultivator had a helpless look on his face. Although his level was unmatched among his fellow disciples of the same generation, it would be nonsense to say that he had never met the sect leader.
"Okay, Master, don't rack your brains to find words to comfort me. I know that if I rely on you, Master, to meet the sect leader, I'll probably be in trouble for the rest of my life."
Song Xun sighed, a little angry at him for not arguing, but more importantly, he felt sorry for his master.
Why is it that at this age, no one listens to what I say here?
The old sword cultivator was not annoyed at all. After sitting down, he smiled and said, "Although you may not be able to see the sect leader, if that person named Yu comes back to the mountain one day, master will definitely ask him to teach you one and a half moves."
, you must know that when that boy was about the same age as you, Master, I gave him a lot of guidance. Now, he should repay his kindness."
song
The mountains are not within my sight.
Not to mention him, even the original Yu Xiyi looked almost like this.
The old sword cultivator touched his apprentice's head and thought that his cultivation level had been passed down. His apprentice was still a genius. In such a short time, he had almost learned everything, but his level was still low. What was left was
Time has passed.
"Axun, you practice your sword well. You won't be sure in the future and there is no need to tell the sect leader.
He has so many words of admiration for you, when the time comes you go directly to him and tell him, Song Xun, I want to ask about the sword! Isn’t this so domineering? When the time comes, I, as the master, will also have a bright face."
Song Xun said oh, but he was also not very interested.
The old swordsman was very pleased, but at the moment he was thinking about other things, that is, there was already someone who could inherit the swordsmanship. He actually didn't want to die of old age, or else he would go to the north and kill a few demon clans then.
Look, this trip to this world is not in vain, right?
Just when the old swordsman was thinking, a tall figure had actually arrived in front of the master and apprentice. Song Xun suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the figure, his expression was startled, and he quickly tugged on his master's sleeves.
.
"Master..."
Song Xun spoke softly.
The old swordsman came back to his senses with some dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the man in front of him.
"metropolitan!"
The first time Song Xun saw the master of the Sword Sect, he had already recognized the man with long black and white hair. The first thing he did when he went up the mountain was to kowtow in the hall where the portraits of the ancestors of the past were hung.
He remembered the portrait of the leader of the Sword Sect most clearly.
It's just that he had been clamoring to see the Sword Sect leader before, but now that he actually saw him, he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.
"Qingshan, your qualifications as a disciple are better than yours."
The leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Song Xun, and gave him a rare compliment.
The old sword cultivator chuckled and glanced at his disciple. As a result, his disciple had already hid behind him. The old sword cultivator sighed, this is a dead thing.
"Sect Master, my disciple is called Song Xun, and he will definitely be a swordsman in the future!"
The leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a smile, "Not enough."
When the old swordsman heard these two words, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. Is there not enough swordsman? Is his disciple really a damn genius?
The master of the Sword Sect said calmly, "Looking at his eyes, you can tell that he is a skilled swordsman. In time, he will have the opportunity to reach the realm of the Great Sword Immortal, but he must not slack off in practicing the sword and keep his true intention."
After saying this, the master of the Sword Sect disappeared in a flash, leaving the master and disciple looking at each other.
The child rubbed his cheek in disbelief, and then pinched his face hard, it hurt!
After doing this, Song Xuncai asked cautiously, "Master, are you really the sect master?"
The old swordsman stroked his beard and smiled, "That's right, silly boy, besides the sect leader, who else could you be?"
"Ah, Master, didn't you say that the sect leader is in seclusion? Why is the sect master going out of seclusion now?"
Song Xun looked confused.
The old swordsman stopped what he was doing, looked at the place where the master of the Sword Sect disappeared, and sighed, "I want to know too."
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In front of Jian Zong, the leader of Jian Zong hovered in mid-air, looking at the uninvited guest who came without warning.
"Your Majesty, the Guardian Envoy, comes to our Sword Sect. What do you want to do for me?"
Looking at the young man, the master of the Sword Sect was in a daze for a moment. It had been a while since he had seen him. Although the man in front of him looked weak at the moment, he had obviously taken another step forward.
Cultivation is not easy, but some people seem to be like this, walking on this road as if they were walking on flat ground.
This chapter has been completed!