The old monk spoke in an understatement, but Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The founder of the sect asked me to clean up the sect on my behalf. If I told you this, no one would believe it...
"After all, Dachan Temple was founded by Lao Na. If there are people in the future who use Zen Buddhism to enslave the people and live in a land of fish and meat, the fault will be mine..."
In the night wind, Bodhidharma said seriously:
"Although Brahma Ruyi is not a good person, there is no lie. It's just that I am trapped here and can't get out, and I don't want to get out..."
"I do not want to go out?"
Yang Yu keenly captured the details: "Senior, do you have a way to get out of this fairyland?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
Glancing at his disciples who were still kneeling not far away, the old monk sighed inexplicably and turned around to leave:
"Donor Yang, if you are interested, you may wish to accompany the old monk for a walk. I know you have doubts. A walk may help clear up your confusion."
His tone was inquiring, but he kept walking. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the wilderness.
Yang Yu was not in a hurry to follow, and threw out the vines to tie the tiger corpse, and tied it together with the Wanzai Blue Sky Stone less than five feet.
Then, his eyes swept over many monks:
"Little monk, let's walk together?"
These words were naturally meant for Jingse. The young monk was now standing. He was not as handsome as before, but more weathered and vicissitudes of life.
Hearing Yang Yu's invitation, he had the intention to refuse, but he felt a strong force coming from behind and couldn't help but get out of the crowd.
"The Patriarch must not be left unattended!"
Monk Jiese gathered up his monk's clothes and left with a group of smiling monks from Fulong Temple before Jiese could say anything.
There are only eighteen people in Fulong Temple, so the relationship between them is naturally very good. I know that my junior brother may have good things, but I am only a little envious.
But the expressions of the monks from Dayan Temple, Wuliang Sect, and Lanke Temple could not be said to be good.
Since they learned that Bodhidharma's illusory realm was born, they spent ten years traveling back and forth to various places, finally entering the illusory realm and meeting their ancestor.
Who would have expected...
"Senior brother?"
There was an old monk who was unwilling to speak.
Xu Jing was silent for a long time, and then sighed:
"You and I, brothers and sisters, have claimed to be Zen orthodox for hundreds of years, but who would have thought that it was just a joke, a joke..."
He turned around with a wry smile and left.
The other monks looked at each other in confusion, feeling many complicated things in their hearts but unable to put them into words, so they had no choice but to leave each other with their thoughts full of thoughts.
…
…
Walking out of the wilderness, there are gradually voices of people.
An unknown city is located here. This city is not big and not well-known in later generations, but it is very lively at this time.
Because it is located at the junction of Dongyang and Lingnan, there is no shortage of business travelers and ginseng collectors. As time goes by, it naturally becomes quite prosperous.
"Lihua City is located in an important place with a strong flow of people. In addition, the city owner is also considered wise. It has been quite prosperous in these years. Unfortunately, it was destroyed sixteen months later. Tens of thousands of households in the city were slaughtered by tigers..."
Stopping outside the city, the old monk opened his mouth and told the reason for the city's destruction.
"Slaughter the city..."
Yang Yu frowned and spoke softly, but Jingse could no longer bear it any longer. He clasped his hands together, his eyes full of confusion:
"Disciple is puzzled!"
"What don't you understand?"
"The Patriarch has the heart of a Bodhisattva, but does not have the wrath of a vajra? Those three demons killed so many, why didn't you kill them, instead suppressing them in this illusion?"
He confided the doubts that had accumulated in his heart for a long time in one breath, and Jiese couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
Puzzled!
It's not just him who doesn't understand?
None of the monks from Dachan Temple, including Xu Jing, could understand that instead of killing such a monster, they had to suppress it.
Bodhidharma shook his head slightly and looked at Yang Yu:
"Donor Yang?"
"Of course it's because of Tao Fruit."
Yang Prison had nothing to hide and frankly told what he knew:
"Tao fruit is the gathering of legal principles and the essence of heaven and earth. It will not disappear with the death of the master of magical powers. On the contrary, once the previous master dies, it is very likely to find a new master..."
After so many years, Yang Yu is no longer the young yamen servant who was just starting out and didn't know anything.
He naturally knows a lot about Tao and Fruit.
Over the years, he has actually killed quite a few magical power masters, but except for the Tian Kuixing on Ji Longshan, he has been unable to capture any Dao Fruit.
Even though he has a mysterious body, his eyes are still half open.
However, according to ancient books and his own confirmation, it is certain that these Taoist fruits will find new owners.
Qi Gang is one of them, but not the only one.
However, what surprised him was that Bodhidharma who lived more than two thousand years ago seemed to have already known the secret.
Otherwise, why would he attract Yu Fengxian, who is quite compatible with Donglong, to come here?
"Donor Yang is well-informed."
Bodhidharma nodded slightly:
"The tide ebbs and flows. As early as the end of the Qin Dynasty, the world has changed. For example, this tiger, whose Tao fruit has been passed down for thousands of years, is born for the fourth time. If I kill him instead of suppressing him, it will be inevitable
It will appear again and again in future generations..."
"I see……"
It suddenly dawned on Jie Se, but he couldn't help but hesitate:
"Before that..."
"It is extremely difficult for demons to become enlightened. They have gone through countless ups and downs along the way. How can they be so easy to kill?"
As he said that, the old monk couldn't help but glance at Yang Yu:
"You have the rank of Kuixing, and you are also capable of thunder and lightning. It is not unjust for this monster to fall into your hands. However, if you want to completely eradicate this beast, you will have to travel more..."
"Junior understands."
Naturally, Yang Yu would not refuse.
During the battle that day, he felt the shock of his rank several times. This kind of reaction was extremely rare.
Therefore, not for anything else, but simply because of practice, he will absorb all the evil spirits here.
but……
As their thoughts turned around, several people actually entered the city without stopping, as if there was no one else around.
"Ancestor, you came to this city to rest?"
Ask about sex.
The old monk didn't answer, but quickened his pace. He was full of doubts, but he had no choice but to follow Yang Yu.
"Um?!"
Suddenly, Yang Yu paused slightly and noticed an unusual aura.
His eyes couldn't help but fall on the small temple in the alley, which was no bigger than an ordinary house.
"What?"
Jiese was very alert, his eyes were like lightning, and he swept over them.
There is no courtyard, no door, no incense to offer, and no temple to bless believers...
There is only a single temple that is no more than eight feet high. Through the unobstructed door frame, you can faintly see inside it a statue of a god whose facial features are so faded that it is difficult to see clearly.
"arrive!"
Outside the alley, Bodhidharma stopped.
"This statue?"
Yang Yu frowned, a little frightened.
His overpowering perception allowed him to see much more than the warning on the side.
In the eyes of the latter, it seemed to be just an unknown statue in a small temple with little incense, but in his perception, the statue seemed to be alive!
"The Qin Emperor sought immortality and sent three thousand alchemists across the ocean to search for the elixir of immortality. According to ancient legend, an alchemist named Lu Chen found it..."
This is not an unfamiliar story.
Jie Se was confused and still guessing at the meaning of the Patriarch's words.
But Yang Yu, who was concentrating on sensing the statue, felt something in his heart:
"Could it be this statue?"
I can't stand it any longer, good night, everyone.