Chapter eight hundred and thirteen [empty see the monk] (below)
Feeling a slight breeze on his fingertips, Hu Xiaotian was startled. Could it be that this small hole was connected to the opposite side? He took a step back and punched the face of the portrait with a punch. With a bang!, the rock wall broke.
Hu Xiaotian's punch forcibly smashed out a hole. Judging from the damage, the rock wall here is not too thick, only about two inches. For a master of Hu Xiaotian's level, trying to penetrate it is like
It's as easy as piercing a layer of paper.
Hu Xiaotian raised his foot and kicked off the sharp edge, and then expanded the hole a little. The cold wind he felt just now was blowing from inside. Hu Xiaotian bowed into the hole, raised the luminous pearl to illuminate the front, and listened to the movement in front of him as he walked.
After walking a few steps, I could straighten up and move forward. The entrance to the cave was very long, and after walking for about a mile, I still couldn't see the end.
Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but think of the scene when he entered the dry well from the death monument, and met Ji Feihua at the bottom of the dark well. His heart couldn't help but beat fast. According to Yuanmu, Ji Feihua was trapped in Tianlong Temple by them, maybe he was shot by mistake.
Can she be found by accident? If Ji Feihua can be found and rescued in advance, Yuanmu will naturally not be able to threaten him.
There was a large pile of rubble in front of him, and there was no road around it. Hu Xiaotian had no choice but to climb up the pile of rubble, hoping to cross over and continue moving forward. When he came to the pile of rubble, he saw that the entrance to the cave in front was not blocked, so he should be able to pass.
Hu Xiaotian secretly rejoiced in his heart. He was jumping up and down in the troubled times, but he found that there was a stone under his feet that was extremely smooth. When he looked closely, he saw that the stone was a broken stone tablet. There were still two incomplete stones on the stone tablet.
The word rebirth.
Seeing the broken stone tablet, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but think of the place where he entered the dry well. The death tablet fell from the mouth of the dry well because someone activated the reincarnation stone and sealed the wellhead. The person who activated the reincarnation stone at that time was Ji Feihua.
Hu Xiaotian raised his head and saw rocks piled up to the top of the cave. It seemed that the position he was in now was the wellhead where he entered the cave, and the underground he was in now was the place where Ji Feihua was recovering from his injuries. Since Ji Feihua was able to get out from here later
Leaving proves that there is still a passage here.
Hu Xiaotian walked through the pile of rubble and continued to walk forward, but saw a dim light shining through in front of him. There should be someone underground. Hu Xiaotian stopped and listened. With his current cultivation level, in this silent underground
, the subtle movements around him should not escape his ears, but Hu Xiaotian listened for a while and did not hear any movement. He continued to walk forward following the light, and the cave in front suddenly opened up, and a lone lamp was placed in the middle of the rock.
Above, the dim yellow light filled the cave. Hu Xiaotian looked around and saw a huge boulder in front of him to the right. There was a gray-white figure sitting on top of the boulder, motionless. It looked very similar from a distance.
Stone statue.
Hu Xiaotian's eyesight was very strong and he immediately concluded that it was the back of a gray-robed monk, but at such a close distance he could not hear any sound from the other party. To Hu Xiaotian, this scene was quite strange.
With his current cultivation level, as long as the other person is a living being, even if he can't hear his breathing, he should still be able to hear his heartbeat from such a distance.
The other party was motionless, even the slightest movement should not escape Hu Xiaotian's eyes. Could it be a dead person? This idea just appeared in Hu Xiaotian's mind and was immediately rejected by him. If it was a dead person, why would a lamp be lit here?
Hu Xiaotian looked at the oil lamp. There was not much oil left in the lamp and it should be extinguished soon. He said softly: "Senior!"
The other party remained indifferent.
Hu Xiaotian jumped up in the air, like a fallen leaf falling lightly behind the figure. The gray figure sat motionless on the boulder, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. His long gray hair was scattered around his shoulders. From the monk's robe on his body, it could be seen that he was a monk.
Old monk.
Even with Hu Xiaotian's ability, he couldn't tell whether this person was dead or alive. He said respectfully: "Senior and junior Hu Xiaotian, please forgive me for causing any trouble."
The old monk remained motionless.
Only then did Hu Xiaotian have the courage to reach out and pat him on the shoulder. There was no muscle elasticity at all when he patted the old monk's shoulder, as if he had patted it like a piece of rotten wood. Hu Xiaotian frowned and secretly felt in his heart.
It seems that this person is indeed dead.
He stretched out his hand and illuminated the old monk's face with a luminous pearl. He saw that the old monk's eyes were sunken and he had no eyeballs. His whole face was skinny and bones, like a humanoid skeleton. His description was even more terrifying than being ignorant. How could he be a living person?
Will it look like this?
Hu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to detect his breath. As soon as his fingers came to his nostrils, he felt a long breath spraying on his hand. Hu Xiaotian was frightened and hurriedly retracted his hand, saying in a shocked voice: "You
Playing dead"
The old monk said: "For me, there is no difference between life and death, so why pretend to be dead? I am just facing the wall, you are making noises and disturbing me, and now you want to touch me. If I don't say anything, I don't know what you are going to do to me.
Something outrageous!"
Hu Xiaozhen couldn't laugh or cry. The old monk looked like a human skeleton. What could he do to him? Do you really think I was so harsh? He also knew that this old monk was unusual and could do anything to him at such a close distance.
There are only a few people in the world who can conceal their aura and heartbeat so skillfully that they can deceive their own eyes. This old monk's cultivation is definitely not inferior to fate. Hu Xiaotian also knows something about Tianlong Temple. He thought of the eminent monk Kong Jian. Kong Jian.
Jian is already a mythical existence in Tianlong Temple. In terms of seniority, he is still the uncle of Yuanmu, Yuankong and others. The current abbot Tongyuan is just his disciple.
Hu Xiaotian said respectfully: "Senior must be Master Kong Jian."
The old monk nodded slowly and said: "That's right, poor monk. The donor has never seen me before, how could he recognize me at a glance?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "I heard that Master Kong Jian faced the wall for three years without eating or drinking. There is no other Tianlong Temple who can do this."
Kong Jian said: "What's so great about facing the wall? If you die sitting there, you can face the wall for a thousand years without eating or drinking. But I faced the wall because I wanted to die. I might have been able to enter the bliss this time, but the benefactor ruined my good fortune."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "It's all my fault, but I didn't expect that there would be anyone in this cave, so I walked in by mistake."
Kong Jian said: "When you said that, I remembered it. You are not a monk of Tianlong Temple. Why did you enter this restricted area again and again?"
Hu Xiaotian asked: "Master, have you seen me before?" In fact, he had an encounter with Kong Jian when he came to Tianlong Temple last time, but that time he only heard his voice but not his person. Since Kong Jian couldn't see him, he must have
He didn't recognize his appearance, but he kept saying it again and again, obviously knowing who he was.
Kong Jian said: "Do you think I am blind?"
Hu Xiaotian looked at his empty eye sockets. Wasn't it because he had no eyesight and saw martial arts in vain, but he didn't know who had the ability to gouge out his eyes?
Kong Jian said: "The eyes can see colors and actions, but they cannot truly see through the world. I have been trying my best to see the world clearly all my life, but I still can't see clearly until now."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Everything is empty, why should master force himself?"
Sora Jian said: "It sounds easy to say it, but it is too difficult to actually do it. When I was thirty years old, I thought that I was profound in Buddhism and was already the first person in Tianlong Temple in history. I began to be arrogant and determined to travel around the world and promote Buddhism.
, I have been recruiting disciples for ten years. When I came back after ten years, I realized my shortcomings. When I returned to Tianlong Temple, Master spared me all the glory I had in the past and allowed me to transform from an ordinary Zhike monk.
Ten years later, I thought I could start a sect and establish a sect of my own. However, at this time, I met a young donor who took the initiative to talk to me about Buddhism. His knowledge far exceeded mine, and I realized that I
I was a frog in the well, so I decided to start over again and became an ordinary sweeping monk at Tianlong Temple. It took me another ten years to sweep the floors. When I was sixty years old, my mind had become peaceful and I thought that everything in this world was no longer shocking.
When my heart was in turmoil, I met a little girl again, and I found that after so many years of hard training, I was still just a frog in the well." At this point, he sighed, and his whole person fell silent again. If he hadn't spoken just now,
Anyone would think this is a Buddha statue.
Hu Xiaotian said, "So you started to face the wall?"
Kong Jian said: "Facing the wall and just introspecting is not as great as you think it is?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Master's world is beyond the reach of younger generations."
Kong Jian said: "I have lived for so long and practiced Buddhism for so long, but I still can't see through this mortal world and I am still confused in my heart."
Hu Xiaotian said: "What is the master's confusion? Are you willing to tell it and share it with the younger generation?"
Kong Jian said: "Yuan Kong is my nephew. I saw his inner energy being sucked away by you, but I was indifferent. Do you think I am heartless?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "A monk should cut off all ties with the world and only have good and evil in his heart, not distance or distance."
Kong Jian said: "I don't realize that I am causing trouble to Tianlong Temple. I can obviously stop it, but I just sit back and watch. Am I selfish or selfless for a person like me?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Everything is in vain. Master is bearish on everything, maybe because he doesn't bother to take action."
Kong Jian said: "Buddha said that everything in this world has its own fate and destiny, but Buddha also said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Does Buddha want us to act righteously and save people, or does he want us to stand by and watch?"
Hu Xiaotian secretly sighed in his heart, nothing should be done by taking advantage of others. Monk Kong Jian was obviously stupid in reading Buddhist scriptures. The deeper he studied, the more rigid his brain became, and he became at a loss as to what to do.
Kong Jian didn't hear Hu Xiaotian's response for a long time, so he whispered: "If it were you, what would you do?"
Hu Xiaotian laughed: "If I do everything based on my mood, there are too many things in this world. I can't take care of everything. If I encounter someone who can't stand it, I will take care of it."
