Mo Rufeng remembered that such a thing happened, mainly because he heard that many disciples were sent to search, but not only did they get no results, but one of them was also killed.
Elder Fang also mentioned the upgrade of the fatwa to him, but he felt that there was no need to go into a big fight, so he put it aside for the time being.
Now that I think about it, I feel somewhat resentful.
At this time, another group of explorers came back in a hurry.
"Reporting to the sect master, we found out that a person entered Huijiang City from the direction of Gujing Mountain half a month ago, and then went east."
"Also, after comparison, that person seems to have appeared in Kuili City and is related to Qianjimen."
"That small sect that was destroyed?" Mo Rufeng frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said sternly: "How could a mere descendant of a noble family cause such a big storm? Have you found out clearly!?"
This anger not only made the investigators tremble, but even the elders of the three sects could not help but shrink back.
"After comparing the portraits, we found out the original Qianji Sect person and asked about it. It is indeed him!"
"Going east? Have you found out where you are going?" As soon as Dongfang Sheng finished speaking, Shi Chong laughed strangely again, making him look unhappy. "Old ghost, if you have something to say, tell me, why are you laughing here?
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"If you go east, you will naturally come back to the mountains. Why ask such questions?"
"Shi Shouzuo is a wise man. He seemed to be in a hurry and even rushed two hundred miles to Dayan Temple." The investigator reported.
"In a hurry?" Shi Chong narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Boy, I'm afraid we have to hurry up and hurry up. That person is in such a hurry to go to Dayan Temple. I'm afraid he has not lost his humanity and went to seek help!"
Dongfang Sheng snorted coldly, "Just send the elders. How dare a group of martial arts bald donkeys stop us."
Mo Rufeng also felt that it was reasonable, and immediately named three elders and asked them to set off with the deacons and disciples.
The three sects sent a total of nine elders and dozens of deacons to Chonglin Mountain together.
The heads of the three sects also set off later to the nearby Fuling Mountain to wait for the results.
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In Dayan Temple, Xuan Ye recited Buddhist scriptures as usual.
What was strange was that the old monk who had disappeared for half a month came back, still smelling of alcohol and holding a piece of leg meat in his hand, which he stuffed into Xuan Ye's hand.
Xuan Ye, who hadn't seen meat for a long time, looked at the meat and felt salivation in his mouth. He couldn't help but swallow, but his heart was very calm. He felt like eating it or not.
"You have made progress in your practice, but you are not a monk, so there is no harm in eating meat."
Xuan Ye heard this and took a bite. The aroma of meat spread in his mouth, and his heart felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction.
The old monk chuckled and said: "Eating meat is like killing people, but the old monk eats meat as a precept, and the donor also kills as a precept?"
Xuan Ye's heart suffocated, and the meat in his hand suddenly lost its aroma. He looked at the old monk blankly. "Master, how do you say this?"
"Almsgiver, the poor monk is also here about what happened at Gujing Mountain." The old monk stood up with one hand and recited the Buddha's name.
Xuan Ye originally thought that he met the old monk by chance, but he didn't expect that he was also in Gujing Mountain, but why he didn't notice it. "Master, please give me some advice."
The old monk laughed strangely and pointed at Xuan Ye's heart, "Everyone knows that King Ksitigarbha will never become a Buddha unless hell is empty. But they don't know that this is a great wish. If the evil people are not eliminated, it will be empty. The evil is endless.
There is no end to the killing."
"The donor is a human, so he can eat meat. The poor monk is a human, so why can't he eat meat? Is it a precept? Is it a cultivation of the mind? There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. If you want to be empty and clear, you still need to ask about your original intention."
Xuan Ye touched his heart, half understanding.
The old monk added: "If the donor can really understand, he will know that flesh is not flesh, humans are not human, Tao is not Tao, and demons are not demons. Killing is not killing. The demon the donor wants to get rid of is not a demon, but you are getting rid of yourself!"
After saying that, he staggered out the door again.
Xuan Ye stood there, with the old monk's words echoing in his mind, and before he knew it, the night passed.
"Donor, it's time for you to come down the mountain." The monk guarding the door interrupted Xuan Ye's meditation.
He was stunned, "Going down the mountain?"
The monk nodded and said, "This temple will be hosting guests soon. Uncle Master said he would be waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."
Xuan Ye nodded, without any luggage, and followed the monk out of the side door and down the mountain along the path.
After walking not far, he looked at the valley mouth in the distance, feeling a little reluctant to leave this secluded place suddenly. He stopped for a moment, then set off again, walking into the mountains and forests.
The forest in the early morning is cold and quiet, with only one or two birds chirping occasionally.
The sky illuminates the clouds in the distance, and the spring water murmurs nearby.
A feeling of emptiness flooded into Xuan Ye's heart, as if he was the only one in the world.
After walking for a long time, I arrived at the mouth of the valley. I happened to see the old monk grilling meat. I hurriedly stepped forward and called "Master".
The old monk raised his head and saw Xuan Ye's confused face. He handed him a piece of meat and suddenly laughed. "What the scriptures refer to is annihilation. Donor, have you realized the great annihilation taught by the poor monk?"
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Xuan Ye took a bite of the meat and looked stunned when he heard this, "Great Nirvana? Isn't it the Great Brahma Heart Sutra?"
"The Great Brahma Heart Sutra is an internal power and is of no use to you. Only the Great Nirvana can help you liberate your inner demons."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of black shadows emerged from the forest.
Xuan Ye recognized at a glance that the clothes of these people belonged to the three sects, and then he felt weak all over, and immediately thought that it was a matter of flesh.
He thought the old monk was going to harm him, but he saw him stand up and block everyone with his body.
"Smelly monk, you want to stop my Bi Ling Sect? Are you afraid that I will destroy your Dayan Temple!" the leader, Elder Qu, said sternly.
The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, "Dear donors, can you listen to the poor monk's words and let go of your grudges?"
"Stinky bald donkey, I think you are looking for death!" Elder Qu waved his palm, but was knocked back dozens of steps by the golden light on the old monk's body, with a look of fear on his face.
He had some impression of this golden light, and he immediately reacted. "You are a wandering holy monk!"
Everyone exclaimed, but they did not expect that the wandering holy monk who was rumored to kill thousands of demons with one man's power was actually an old monk in ragged clothes!
"Amitabha is just a poor monk. Donor, when will it be time to repay injustice!"
Although he knew the identity of the other party, Elder Qu also knew that if he failed to complete the task, he was afraid of leaving Fuling Mountain alive. He solemnly said: "Master, this person is an evil demon who massacred three of my disciples. We are here to capture the evil demon. Please don't, Master."
stop!"
"Amitabha, Xuanye Donor is a demon, and you are also demons. Xuanye Donor killed disciples of three sects, and disciples of three sects killed disciples of other sects. The resentment is endless. When will it end?"
After saying this, the old monk took off his robes and said resolutely: "Since these sins need to be shouldered by someone, let the poor monk settle them!"
"Master, what do you mean?" Elder Qu was already very troubled just by hearing these mysterious words. The old monk was still unwilling to let go, and the anger in his heart also emerged.
"The sin of the donor in Xuan Ye will be borne by the poor monk. If he kills one person, the poor monk will receive one palm, and if he kills ten people, he will receive ten palms. Donor, do it."
At this time, another elder named Ye had a cold face and cursed: "How can it be so cheap to change a life with a palm? Besides, you have a protective golden body, who can hurt you?"
"The poor monk will not use the protective golden body to atone for his sins with his body. If I die, you can step on the corpse and continue to ask questions. If the poor monk resists, please disperse."
"Master!" Xuan Ye looked worried, wondering why the old monk would do this for him.
But the opponent had a large number of people, and there were as many as three people in the Hunling Stage. He couldn't do anything to escape even if he wanted to.
"Donor, this is your karma and the poor monk's karma. Don't forget what you said last night. Killing is not killing." The old monk looked calm and took a deep breath. "Come on."
"Elder Qu, this old monk's cultivation is average. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on even if he's given dozens of palms." Elder Ye whispered. "We have more than a hundred disciples dead. Even if he is an immortal, he won't be able to withstand it!"
Elder Qu thought about it and felt that it made sense, and immediately bowed. "Master, I'm offended!"
After saying this, Hun Lingchu used all his strength to strike a palm and landed on the old monk.
His skinny body bowed, and a red mark appeared where he was hit. Blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled slightly. "Donor, please continue."
Elder Qu moved his palms again, with all his strength, but still did not let the old monk take a step back.
After more than twenty slaps in a row, the old monk's chest turned red, his mouth and nose were filled with blood spurted out, and he still had a smile on his face. "Donor, please continue."
Elder Qu's arms were already numb, so he could only step back and let another elder come up.
After more than twenty slaps, the old monk vomited more and more blood, but his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground and he still did not take a step back.
Xuan Ye had already closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore, but the pounding sound in his ears made his heart ache.
He was obviously the one who killed him, so why bother the old monk?
If his body hadn't been already numb, he would have rushed forward and fought these people to the death!
"Donor, great annihilation!"
Hearing this, Xuan Ye opened his eyes and looked at the old monk, but his pupils shrank. Standing in front of him was a bloody man. His body was three feet long and covered in blood!
"Great, silence, destruction!" The old monk spoke again, but it seemed a little difficult to speak.
After receiving another slap, he finally took half a step back. The dent in his chest was left with a palm mark half a finger deep!
People from the three sects were also shocked when they saw it.
The old monk received nearly a hundred slaps, bleeding from all his orifices, and blindness in both eyes. The skin and flesh on his chest had long been beaten to pieces, and his ribs were broken and exposed through ulcers.
But he won’t fall or retreat!
"Elder Qu, we still have thirty-two palms. How about... we three Hunling Stages take action together!"
Elder Qu frowned and looked at the old monk again. His unyielding feeling not only frightened him, but also made him very angry!
"Go together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them took out their palms at the same time and kept greeting the old monk.
The sound of applause penetrated Xuan Ye's heart, and it was more like hitting his heart with a hammer, hitting his soul directly.
He silently recited the Great Nirvana, but his heart could not calm down. Instead, he became more and more restless, and the murderous intention in his heart became stronger and stronger.
At first he was restrained, but as he recited the formula faster and faster, the sound of applause in his ears became louder and louder, and murderous intent rushed to his forehead like a demon.
But this time, the demon blood did not riot!
"The Tao is not Tao, and people are not human. Killing is not killing!"
Xuan Ye recited silently, as if he felt a door in his heart, but could not find the key to open it.
At this moment, after the last slap, the three elders were panting and looking at the bloody man in front of them with fear in their hearts.
A deep pit appeared in the old monk's chest, where flesh, blood and bones were mixed together like a ball of mud.
Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, an elder asked suspiciously: "Is he dead?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk moved slightly and stood up with one hand. "Amitabha!"
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