Qin Yao squandered the magic power in his hand, forcibly erasing the spiritual mark left by Quan Zhenzi on the sword, and threw the sword back with his backhand.
Quan Zhenzi quickly opened his eyes and leaned back to avoid the flying sword. Unexpectedly, the unrefined flying sword circled behind him and rushed back again, with the sword pointed directly at the back of his head.
.
"Master, be careful!"
The two boys shouted at the same time.
Quan Zhenzi flew up, jumping up and down like a monkey, trying hard to dodge the flying sword that was stabbing him...
Inside the dance building.
Xiaoqing jumped from the stage to off the stage, nimbly avoiding the stinky men who rushed towards her one after another. She came to Fahai with brisk steps, stood on tiptoes, reached out and pinched his chin, and pulled his gaze from the roof to the
He looked at himself and asked: "Am I not good-looking?"
Fahai followed his inner answer and responded: "It looks good."
"Then you look at them, but not at me?" Xiao Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly and she said with tears in her eyes.
Fa Hai felt a little strange, but his expression remained the same: "That's my friend."
Xiaoqing pressed herself against him, and strands of fragrance penetrated his nostrils: "Am I your friend?"
With the soft fragrance of warm jade in his arms, Fahai felt a strong sense of discomfort. He pushed it away and strode outside the dance building. His voice reached Xiaoqing's ears like a thread: "I'll go out and take a look."
Xiaoqing played with a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, watching the bald head quickly disappear into the dance building, and murmured: "It is indeed quite difficult, but it is also quite interesting..."
Not long after, outside the dance building.
Fa Hai raised his eyes to the roof and saw Qin Yao sitting cross-legged. He held the sword finger in his right hand and kept shaking it. He controlled the flying sword to stab the buttocks of an old Taoist. It could be seen from the old Taoist's reddish-brown trousers that he was bound to be stabbed.
More than once.
"Why did you come out?" As if sensing his gaze, Qin Yao swung his sword and the sword flying in the air fell vertically into the scabbard behind Quanzhenzi.
Exhausted, Quanzhenzi knelt on the roof, breathing heavily, looking at Qin Yao with eyes full of horror.
He also knows how to use swords to hurt people, but the same spell can be used in different hands by different people.
Compared with the guy across from me, my sword control skills seemed like a child's trick.
"It's getting late, we should go back." Fahai said calmly downstairs.
Qin Yao nodded and looked up at Quanzhenzi, who only dared to kneel and did not dare to sit down: "You will toast me instead of eating and eat as a fine. A small punishment and a small punishment will be the cause and effect. If you offend me for something next time,
In my hands, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Quan Zhenzi lowered his head and silently circulated the magic power in his body to treat the sword wound on his butt without daring to say a word.
Qin Yao didn't expect the other party to respond to him. With a warning, he flew down and landed next to Fa Hai, gradually moving from light to darkness...
Later in the night.
It's quiet at night.
Fahai, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, suddenly felt an evil force. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the familiar inn bedroom, but the main hall of Jinshan Temple.
I also saw naked female devils crawling and swimming on the ground using their hands and feet, staring at me with malicious eyes.
Fahai turned around and looked at the Buddha statue, then faced the many demons and said calmly: "Come on."
The demons were approaching him little by little, with weird smiles on their ugly faces, and they chanted in unison: "Sex, caution, lust, lust, lust; there is no distinction between good and evil, there is no blame. The world of mortals confuses ghosts and gods;
The six impure roots, alas, a monk..."
Fahai said calmly: "Stop trying to shake my Buddha's heart, your tricks have been seen by my friends a long time ago.
He said that after wine and meat pass through the intestines, they remain in the heart of the Buddha. Belief in Buddhism does not lie in form but in the heart. Keeping the precepts is practice, and breaking the precepts is also a kind of practice. This behavior cannot be broken or established.
He has also found a candidate for me to break the precept, so you won't be able to be arrogant for much longer."
All the devils stopped in their tracks and looked at each other.
After a long time, one of them stood up and screamed: "He is lying to you. A monk who has broken the precepts will never achieve the realm of true Buddhahood."
Fahai smiled and said: "Don't use your demonic heart to guess the Buddha's heart. A selfish person will look like everyone is selfish. A vicious person will look like a good person."
We, the Buddha, are merciful. If we didn’t have great compassion and a big mind, how could Buddhism be as prosperous as it is today? What keeps the precepts is the state of mind. If the state of mind is correct, so what if it means breaking the precepts?"
"Sophistry." The devil shouted sternly: "You are lying to yourself."
Fahai: "Even if I lied to myself, why are you panicking?"
"Nonsense, when did I panic?" the devil screamed.
Fahai sneered, and with his handprints matched with the incantation, he took the lead: "Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Law Mantra, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama..."
The next morning.
Uncle Jiu was sitting on the first floor of the inn eating breakfast. When he saw Qin Yao coming down from upstairs, he immediately waved and called him to his side.
"Want to eat something? The salty porridge they make here is pretty good."
"No, I don't have the appetite to eat." Qin Yao sat in front of him and smiled slightly.
Uncle Jiu drank the porridge leisurely and asked calmly: "Where did you go yesterday?"
"I went to a brothel. I wanted to help Fa Hai break his sexual precepts and eliminate his inner demons, but I didn't expect that he didn't like anyone," Qin Yao said.
Uncle Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly: "You are encouraging him to play with fire, and you are dancing on the blade."
Qin Yao: "He seeks chestnuts from the fire, but I seek wealth and honor from danger. When people sit at home, disasters can come from the sky. Nothing is absolutely safe."
"Isn't one condition enough?" Uncle Jiu suddenly asked.
Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said: "It's enough if nothing happens, but I have to be prepared for accidents."
Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment and asked: "What do you mean..."
"Qin Yao!"
Suddenly, a girl in a blue dress and holding a blue paper umbrella walked into the inn and shouted to the figure with her back to her.
Qin Yao followed the sound and said with a smile: "Miss Xiaoqing."
"Where is Fahai?" Xiaoqing quickly came to their side and said bluntly.
"I'm here." The young monk, who was pale and frail, walked down the stairs and said quietly.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoqing came to him quickly, with a curious look on his face.
"I'm fine." Fahai waved his hand and forced a smile: "Have you figured out how to help me practice today?"
"What do you mean by helping him practice?" A beautiful figure appeared quietly outside the door and asked expressionlessly.
"Sister, why are you here?" Xiao Qing felt inexplicably guilty and looked down at her toes.
"Didn't I tell you that your cultivation level is still shallow and you are not suitable for dealing with human monks yet. How did you agree to this?"
Wearing a long white dress, a tall woman with a pretty face stood outside the threshold, quietly looking at the uneasy sister next to the monk.