Danxin's face was calm, but secretly he was elated. Only with such an opportunity could he truly strive to gain prestige in the league. Friendships gained from other masters simply by being good at winning over people were never stable in the world.
Friendship. Especially among big forces, such a person may be able to give face to many masters, but he will never get enough respect from the masters. To put it bluntly, there is no difference between people who live by their words. Danxin naturally understands this truth.
.To make Yiyun trust herself, through Danxin’s observation, the key is not to express loyalty. Yiyun hardly believes in the so-called loyalty. What Yiyun needs is just a strong and capable master.
Yaotong looked at the smile on Danxin's face calmly. She didn't need to say what Danxin was thinking, she knew it well. There are many kinds of people in the alliance, and Yaotong's favorite was people like Danxin. No one
Ambition, without desire, there is no source of motivation to actively do things. If everyone has no desires and desires, let alone the existence of the alliance, even the power of the sect unit will be impossible to exist. Of course, such a world will be peaceful, but it will also
It’s no longer about Jianghu. “When do you want to start and what help do you need from the alliance?”
Danxin smiled slightly. "One person is enough. If the flower language fails, the problem will be solved."
This answer made Yaotong very satisfied, and also made Yiyun very satisfied. Danxin left on the spot, with an attitude of taking immediate action after being ordered, which greatly appreciated Yaotong. "This person is really well taken in. He will definitely become a member of the alliance in the future.
A valuable person." Xiao Longnu also nodded in agreement. The alliance needs such people, even though she is not such a person herself, nor can she say that she likes such people very much.
"How should we deal with the past when Hong Chen said goodbye to her past? I didn't expect that after leaving the alliance, she would achieve such surprising results. Her performance was very good, and it was surprising. The rise of the Wu-Tang Clan in the future has become inevitable.
, let the Wudang Sect become the sect that carries the banner of opposing Xitian Bliss, and the Justice League will still be marginalized in the future, just like when the Tianji Sect was the leader in the past." Yaotong is worried about this, and many masters of Yipintang are quite worried about this.
Wei Ci thought that he should kill Hongchen Fuyi and bid farewell to Zeng, but Yiyun always believed that there was no value in taking action on this matter and was not active in it. Yaotong mentioned it again because he was originally requested by many Yipintang masters.
I hope to be more active in this matter. Although it is difficult, the masters of Yipintang believe that as long as they are really allowed to do it, there will be a chance of success.
"Discuss again."
Yiyun's reply made Yaotong helpless and silent. Knowing that Yiyun had other thoughts on this matter, maybe it was related to Jia, the conveyed intention had been fulfilled, and Yaotong no longer tried to persuade her unnecessarily.
"Jia, I have been arrested for many years..."
Indeed, there are thousands of knots in Jia's heart. No, Qingfeng has been imprisoned by Qingfeng for many years now.
"There was a young monk who was very hardworking and diligent in reciting sutras and worshiping Buddha. In the soil in front of the monk's room where the young monk lived, there was an earthworm that was more diligent and earlier than the young monk. It began to cry before dawn. Who can hear the cry of the earthworm?
?The little monk could hear it. As soon as the little monk heard the crow of earthworms, he got up and did his lesson. Even the gods, Buddhas and arhats were impressed by what he did. They whispered in private: This little monk has great karma, and he will become a real person in the future and become an immortal.
class.
Day after day, the long years are thicker than the leaves on the old ginkgo tree in front of the temple. Day after day, year after year... The little monk finally got tired of chanting sutras in the morning and was too lazy to sleep. It's a shame that the earthworms still crow at dawn.
, disturbing the little monk’s sweet dream. The little monk carried half a pot of boiling water and scalded the earthworm to death.
The abbot issued a notice of punishment: he ordered the young monk to "commit suicide" and go to the "Qianzhang Rock" three miles southeast of Xuesai Temple to sacrifice his life for atonement. The Qianzhang Rock lived up to its name, the cliff was a thousand feet long. Don't say jump off, just take a peek.
, and also had nightmares for three nights. The little monk only glanced at it for half a glance, but before finishing it, he closed his eyes tightly, covered his hands tightly, and the tears flowed out from the seam of his hands, and he cried loudly.
A butcher from Dongtun Village was passing by this place after killing pigs for selling meat. Hearing such a sad cry, even though he is a pig-killer, he felt compassion and followed the sound to Qianzhang Rock.
"Little master, why are you crying?" the butcher saluted and asked. The little monk cried and came to the truth.
After hearing this, the butcher suddenly had an epiphany: "Little master, if you hurt an earthworm, the abbot will order you to jump off a cliff to redeem yourself. I have killed more than three thousand pigs, what crime should I be guilty of? I should jump off this cliff!"
It was late, but soon, the butcher put down his butcher knife, jumped, and fell into the cliff thousands of feet deep. Like a fallen leaf falling from a towering tree, the little monk was so frightened that he sat down on a stone peak with sharp edges like a knife.
I didn't even feel the pain. Unexpectedly, a miracle appeared in front of me: in an instant, from the canyon of Qianzhang to the sky of thousands of miles, drums and music were singing, auspicious clouds were blooming, and I saw the cliff-jumping butcher rising slowly from the canyon, straddling a beautiful feather
The white crane fluttered and soared towards the open and resplendent Nantian Gate. The young monk was so amazed that he kept shouting "Amitabha". Alas, why didn't he jump first just now? The young monk regretted it.
It turns out that the Buddha in the West took pity on the little monk and practiced hard and recited scriptures every day, which was very rare. He made the mistake of burning earthworms to death, such as jumping off a cliff to redeem himself, which shows his determination to repent, which shows that this little monk has deep virtuous roots. The special crane was sent to him.
Xianle was waiting for him on the Qianzhang Cliff. When the little monk jumped, he asked him to land on the back of a crane and rise to the sky. Unexpectedly, the little monk was greedy for life and feared death, and missed the "heavenly secret" by a single thought. So the butcher used the method of quick enlightenment to get ahead of him.
Jump, and quickly reach the Buddhist kingdom of heaven.
So the young monk was sitting on the bank of a thousand-foot cliff, covering his face with his hands and crying until he turned into a rock."
Qingfeng slowly and softly told the story and put away the wooden fish in front of him.
Jia sat quietly by the bed, looked at her expressionlessly, and asked in an indifferent tone, "Is this the last story you will tell?"
"Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Even killing a living being is like this, let alone killing someone?" Qingfeng said with a smile, but such words were really unconvincing. Compared with the many other stories she had told in the past ten years, today
The story seems very unconvincing.
"Do you know what is the fundamental difference between first-class masters and super-first-class masters?" Jia Dan asked indifferently.
"Isn't it the level of martial arts and the level of artistic conception?"
"Real first-class masters must have their own unwavering beliefs and judgments. Many of them may be absurd and destined to perish, but what they have in common is that they believe in their own beliefs, even if they are wrong beliefs.
Without this point, it is impossible to be a truly super-first-class master. A real super-class master will never follow what others say, so they will have unique martial arts. If they follow what others say, they will follow the so-called martial arts mentioned in Jianghu Lu like countless people in Jianghu.
If you follow the path of strong martial arts cultivation, you will at most be a first-rate master, or one of the last among super first-rate masters." His indifferent words seemed to be related to the Buddhist story in response to Qingfeng Xuuxu.
"So, the last story still hasn't changed your heart, and you still don't want to go to the Buddha. Is that right?"
Ten years ago, because of Qingfeng Xuxu's mistake, he returned to Qianqianknot in his heart, pretending that he had never been rescued. In the past ten years, his murderous intention had long been digested by Qingfeng Xuxu's Dharma. Although he had lost
Although the murderous power was lost, Jia did not lose the killing realm. It was just that the killing realm without the murderous power was greatly reduced, and there was almost no special power at all. At that time, the two of them agreed that in ten years, if Qingfeng
Xu Xu couldn't let Jia focus on Buddha from now on, so she left with Jia.
This is the last story in the ten-year agreement.
"This story is ridiculous, and the people who make up such stories are even more ridiculous. Since a monk has given up practice and lost his heart towards Buddha, what can he do if he becomes a Buddha? But the abbot took pity on his past and gave him a chance to say something nice.
The best part is kindness, and the worst part is using personal likes and dislikes to destroy fairness and rules. How is it different from the nature of nepotism in big forces?" Jia's tone was calm, without any strong emotions, because in his eyes, these Buddhists originally
The stories are all ridiculous and flimsy. The skill of the person who wrote the story is not worth mentioning. It is worse than the many gossips recorded in Jianghu. "It is even more ridiculous to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. According to your statement, knowing the wrongness of killing is
Practice, so you can practice from mistakes and achieve positive results. So, where do you leave those who practice diligently towards the Buddha? A person who kills without any taboo suddenly becomes a Buddha overnight; countless people practice diligently and follow the Buddhist practice method since childhood.
People who endure all kinds of precepts become Buddhas overnight. Is the Buddha advocating that it would be easier and easier for people to kill three thousand lives to become a Buddha, or is he advocating people to practice hard? This kind of self-contradiction, full of loopholes, is purely for the sake of
You actually told me the stories you made up to deceive and persuade people?"
Qingfeng slowly took off a Buddhist robe and put on a light green dress in front of Jia. She looked in the mirror, pulled up her long hair, and tidied it up carefully. "The ten-year period has come.
We agreed back then that if ten years later you still have no intention of worshiping the Buddha, this place will no longer be a place of imprisonment, and from now on you will no longer be a prisoner. You can come and go as you please, and you can go wherever you want."
Ten years passed so quickly. In fact, Jia didn’t remember the time because it was too long and he was too lazy to remember it. Instead, he counted the breeze slowly every day, even remembering the hours and moments. The last story was finished.
The time is actually when the ten-year period is reached.
Ten years ago, Qingfeng slowly said that she believed that when Jia left, she would take him with her.
Jia silently walked out of the cabin. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
