"Master, Pujing!"

Bianxuan closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down.

He had a profound martial arts and a reputation as a capital city. He thought he could play with people's hearts and even gain the favor of the princess to spread the Buddhist teachings.

But a cold will, the whole Brahma religion is as fragile as paper.

No matter what reputation, sect, or prestige, it is all vulnerable. How sad and so lamentable!

Even the Brahma, which is known as boundless, seems to have no effect at all.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood was spit out like this. Bixuan could no longer maintain Brahma Stomatism. He woke up from meditation. His body leaned forward slightly, and was about to wipe the blood from his lips. He heard the curtains move slightly and a gust of wind.

Coming.

"Who?" Bianxuan opened his eyes and found that something was wrong.

The room where I entered the meditation myself was originally a false door, but it was already half open.

When I looked over, I saw someone standing half-closed outside the door, leaning against the door, looking leisurely waiting for him to wake up.

The heart of divination suddenly became terrified. This person appeared so ghostly that the person who came here was obviously not good!

This is the Palace of the Dai Prince!

Even though I lived in a remote place far away from the main courtyard for the sake of tranquility, this courtyard is still within the Dai Palace. In the past month, the Dai Palace has been loose on the outside and tight on the inside, so it is definitely not something that ordinary people can enter quietly!

Bianxuan was finally deep and calmed down in an instant. Through the looming moonlight, you could see the man outside wearing a blue shirt and a mask. Under the moonlight, the mask was hideous and terrifying, like a ghost.

If I hadn't faced the door and opened my eyes, I happened to see this figure. With the ability to distinguish the mystery, I would not have felt the existence of this person!

This feeling is very mysterious. He can see this person's existence, but he can't feel it.

"This is impossible. My Fanjue, has he declined so much?"

The practice of Brahma Dharma emphasizes enlightenment of divine thoughts. Who is this person? Could it be a ghost?

At this moment, Bianxuan couldn't help but have such absurd thoughts.

Bianxuan is the heir of the key training of the Fan Sect. Even though he had suffered severe damage before, he did not hurt the foundation. Now he has recovered most of his life. With his own ability, he cannot feel the existence of this person. He can only see it with his naked eyes.

See.

This person even gave the mystery a sense that the other party seems to exist and seem to be empty. Is this really a person?

Even if it is really a ghost, you can see and feel it!

Binxuan looked at it, bit his lip gently, and said quietly: "Who are you?"

The man in blue came in directly from outside, and was silent while walking, giving the feeling of being mysterious. It was as empty as if it was there, but it seemed to exist, but it seemed to not exist.

“It doesn’t matter who I am.”

But as soon as you open your mouth, you can hear that the man in blue is not really empty, it is a man's voice, but this voice is low and slightly hoarse, and not unpleasant.

The man in Qing seemed to know everything he saw and heard after entering into meditation: "You have received the fundamental precepts and passed on the most extraordinary method, which is one of the important turning points that the Brahma Sect expects."

"But why did Gaode predict that the Brahma would prosper, but he was repeatedly blocked?"

"The little monk doesn't know, so I'll ask the donor for advice." Binxuan calmed down, slowly closed his eyes, and watched the man in blue slowly approaching with one eye.

The man in green finally stopped three or five meters away from Bianxuan, and then lifted his clothes and sat on the ground unrestrainedly.

The two looked face to face, and their eyes were cleared, and their perfect face was destroyed by the blindfold. In the moonlight, they were still a jade statue. However, when they raised their eyes, the light in their eyes, although the beauty of jade was eliminated, it added a kind of

The beauty of contradiction.

The light in Xuan's eyes is cold and calm.

This is very different from Bianxuan's usual temperament, but at this moment, in the tea room covered by moonlight, it is mixed with his temperament at this moment.

The man in blue who was sitting casually opposite him suddenly chuckled: "It turns out that Bingfan's sect is indeed very powerful, and he does have some foundation, but unfortunately he is disfigured."

"The body is nothing more than a skin, and the face is even more useless to the Brahma Dharma. What's the pity?"

Bianxuan said lightly, knowing that the man in green was visiting late at night, and this was the case again, he would definitely not have good intentions.

But in front of him, the faces of countless tragic deaths flashed through his eyes one after another.

Even though he has the heart of Hongfan and his master also has the heart of Hongfan, why are those little novice monks who are less than ten years old and those orphans who were taken in the temple because of their parents' early death?

But the emperor's thunder was angry, but the blood in the temple was flowing into a river.

Did those who interrogate ordinary Buddhist monks really just want to pry open their mouths and find out what secrets were found in their mouths?

No!

That was just to flatter the furious emperor, just for the slightest possible benefit.

At this moment, a desire arose in the heart of Bixuan’s heart! That desire is like a demon in the heart, rising and growing rapidly!

He thought, since there are kings, princes, generals and ministers in this world, they can trample on weak people wantonly, then why not control this right, let such rights be used for themselves, to protect the people they want to protect and achieve themselves

What to achieve?

I was too rigid in the past!

Too restricted!

If I could figure out these principles in the past and break free from the ropes tied to myself, then things might not have become like this, and the master would not have died tragically, and the Buddhist karma would have been able to be taken.

"If you see your body as a skin, you will never see the truth and break the game." The man in blue seemed to see the psychological changes of Bian Xuan, but he seemed not to see it, just said this.

"Please give me some advice." Bianxuan asked in a deeper and more hoarse voice: "Why?"

This is asking for the answer to the question just now.

The man in Qing asked, why did he predict that the Brahma would prosper, but he was repeatedly blocked?

To distinguish the mystery is to ask for answers that can be given.

Perhaps the answer given to him by the man in blue will be even more terrifying than the tragic scene he saw. He will be bewitched and do irreversible things, but the pain suppressed in his heart makes Bianxuan desperately want to know this.

Answer.

"As the Brahma Dharma says, supernatural powers are not as good as karma, so many monks are satisfied with this answer, but why is it not enough, but no one knows it. Even if you know it, it is an excuse to accumulate karma in the past dynasties."

"In fact, the answer is very simple. This world is not the Brahma Realm, and this is the fundamental cause." The man in blue said lightly: "The guest follows the host's will. These four words are simple, but the most fundamental truth."

The man in blue seemed to know a lot of truth, but seemed to be a little bit disrespectful to the Brahma God. This disrespectfulness did not appear to be caused by ignorance and arrogance. On the contrary, he was only casual when he knew the inside story.

"The guest follows the host's will, so in this world, the Brahma Dharma is subject to karma?" Bianxuan did not get angry, but murmured to himself.

Seeing Bianxuan pondering, the man in blue laughed again.

The laughter seemed to be mocking the stupidity of the mysterious, or surprised by the mysterious understanding. The voice came from behind the mask: "Yes, so the emperor was angry and had tens of millions of corpses. What's the point of killing you monks?

What's going on?"

"Many monks comfort themselves. If such a great sin, the emperor's blessing will be exhausted, and he will fall into hell."

"However, whether it is blessings, merits, or even cause and effect, reincarnation, etc., are all the laws of guests. How can they be bound to the master's family?"
Chapter completed!