Shamanism kills the god

Early the next morning, Mu Feng accompanied Jing Wushuang up the mountain to make a wish. .

Puyang Town is located in a mountainous area with undulating mountains, and Puyang Mountain is the highest mountain nearby.The two went out early in the morning and did not walk from the foot of the mountain to the temple on the top of the mountain until around noon.

From a distance, this ancient temple in the deep mountains, which is said to have a history of thousands of years, is magnificent, with a mountain gate, a main hall, a Buddhist pagoda... everything.Although the location is remote and the road is rough and difficult to walk, there are still many pilgrims coming and going.Some even bow three steps and nine times, kneeling down and kowtow every few steps. Their firm will and devout faith are awe-inspiring.

The mountains are high, the forests are dense, and the palaces are connected. Originally, Mu Feng was still thinking about where to find the master of emptiness that the old woman said.Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the temple, a little novice who seemed to have been waiting for a long time came over, "May I ask the two benefactors, are they from Jianning, and they went to the mountain to look for Master Kongwu?"

"Exactly, you were sent by Master Kongwu?"

Mu Feng thought like lightning, and quickly understood what was going on, and became even more curious about Master Kong Wu, whom he had never met before.

Such a miraculous calculation can almost be compared with that mysterious old man in linen clothes of Ma Yichang!

"That's right, Master Kong Wu asked the poor monk to wait here early in the morning. He said that a scholar from Jianning will visit today and let me lead the way!" The little novice clasped his hands together, bent down and saluted, "Amitabha, Two benefactors, please!"

"Please!"

Mu Feng bowed slightly to salute, and led by the little novice, he walked up a small path next to the thousand-year-old temple.

After turning seven turns and eight turns, after crossing a piece of pines and cypresses, I came to a quiet thatched cottage.Under a tall jujube tree, a skinny old monk had been waiting for a long time. After hearing the footsteps of the three, he slowly opened his eyes.After bringing him here, the little novice saluted the old monk with clasped hands, and then left silently.

"From where, where are you going?"

The old monk looked Mu Feng up and down, his tone was flat, and there was something in his words. When they met, it was a mysterious gatha.

"What are you coming, what are you going?"

Mu Feng asked back, smiled lightly, and sat down calmly in front of the old monk. .Easy and calm.

When something happens, he doesn't like to use force directly, but as a blood refining witch, he is never afraid of the enemy's use of violence.At the same time, as a scholar who has read poetry and books since childhood, he is not afraid of language criticism from his enemies.

There is righteousness in the heart, right and wrong, ambition and ambition, and natural calmness.

"Hahaha, good, good, as expected of a generation of Jianning scholars, the old monk is rude!"

The old monk laughed. Although he was skinny, his gray beard was longer than anyone he had ever seen.After pulling his beard, he asked, "Master Mu, do you believe in fate?"

fate?

Mu Feng was silent.

Destiny and Tao are as illusory and ethereal, invisible, inaudible, and inaudible.However, their existence cannot be denied on this grounds.Just like human self-awareness, even if the head is cut in half, it cannot be seen or touched, but who can deny the existence of consciousness because of this?

"Believe it, but not all of it!"

After pondering for a while, Mu Feng continued slowly: "Fate is fate, and luck is luck. Some things are predestined, but they are not unchangeable or irreversible. Believe in fate, let it go or worry about it all day long , It’s better not to believe it. Instead of looking for a fortune-telling master all day long, it’s better to keep your feet on the ground and use your own hard work and sweat to change your fate little by little!”

"Hahaha, okay, it's a change of fate. But, Mr. Mu, can a person's fate really be changed?" The skinny master Kongwu said meaningfully, and then said: "Mr. Mu, you can believe it, you Is there a danger of killing yourself?"

"Believe me, along the way, which day will I not be killed?"

Mu Feng smiled calmly.

Qingshakou, Beiliu Twin Ghosts, Daoduiliu...

After learning that it was the blind master beside Mu Tie who was going to attack him, he knew that this journey would definitely not be safe.Dao Duoliu is not the first cold-blooded killer, and he certainly won't be the last!The later the blind master's second calculation comes, the more terrifying it will be!

"That's the way, what about now?" Master Kongwu smiled lightly, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through all Mu Feng's thoughts and secrets at a glance.

Now?

Mu Feng was startled, and the huge consciousness quickly spread out.However, there was no trace of the enemy, or even a hint of danger.

Could it be that the master of nothingness in front of me is...

Mu Feng's pupils constricted, and he violently pumped the blood of the ancestral witch in his body. Looking at the old monk sitting cross-legged opposite him, he was ready to go.

The blind master next to Mu Tie is really terrifying!

The former Sovereign of Huangquan Sect, known as the Great Demon of Huangquan Daoist, not only has amazing strength, but also has no plans to spare.Who knows what his next move will be?Who would have guessed who the next killer would be?

"Master Mu, do you suspect it's me?"

Master Kong Wu saw through Mu Feng's thoughts at a glance, and smiled faintly.

As soon as the words were finished, with a gust of cold wind blowing, Mu Feng suddenly felt a chill on his head, and a jujube that was close to his head fell off.The distance was too close, and there was no time to dodge in an instant!The small jujube, impartial, just fell on the top of the head.It wasn't strong, but it had already made him break out in a cold sweat.

This time, it was just a jujube that happened to be blown down by the cold wind. What about next time?

"Things are unpredictable. Sometimes, there are things that cannot be guarded against. You never know where the real danger comes from. This is fate!"

Master Kong Wu's tone was flat, and he continued slowly: "Master Mu, although you are upright, you are too murderous. Join our Buddhist sect, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. With your wisdom and knowledge, I believe that you will always One day, he will become the most outstanding and powerful Buddha in our Buddhist sect."

Heart attack!

After shaking Mu Feng's confidence, taking advantage of his shock and unsteadiness, the master of nothingness with unfathomable cultivation finally revealed his purpose.

"So what about being a Buddha?"

Contrary to his expectations, Mu Feng quickly calmed down and asked a rhetorical question.He didn't immediately veto it, let alone agree, which made Jing Wushuang, who was secretly worried beside him, heave a sigh of relief.

"Great freedom, great compassion, great enlightenment!" Master Kongwu blurted out, his eyes were deep, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes, trying to save Mu Feng, the murderous god who had gradually shown his edge.

"What about after being completely enlightened?" Mu Feng continued to ask, with a calm face.

"This……"

Hearing what he said, Master Kongwu was at a loss for words for a while, his tone was no longer calm, and his face was no longer calm.

Enlightenment is the lifelong pursuit of every monk. I have never really thought about what to do after enlightenment.It's like becoming a Buddha, having great freedom and great compassion, but after that, it's thought-provoking!

"The heart is at ease, and there is compassion in the heart. You don't have to go against Buddhism, and you can benefit the world. Talking about benevolence, morality, and compassion, even wearing a monk's robe may not be harmless! None, but it is still impossible to achieve the true Four Empty!"

"Hahaha, good, good, the benefactor is right, the poor monk is a fool!"

Master Kong Wu laughed, and quickly reacted, looking at Mu Feng with a little more respect and appreciation.

If it can't be transformed into a degree, it will almost shake the root of Buddha in turn, it's amazing!

The Jianning scholar who became famous in southern Xinjiang with his piece "Mo Wentian" is really extraordinary!

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"

Mu Feng smiled and bowed slightly to salute.

Although the scrawny master of nothingness has another purpose, his vivid explanation of fate is thought-provoking.Inadvertently, I gained another layer of understanding of the so-called Tao.Dao can be said, Dao is always said, the world is unpredictable, no one knows what kind of changes will happen in the next moment.

After bowing and saluting, Mu Fenggang was about to continue to ask the old monk what Tao is, and ask some questions.Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, the little novice came in suddenly, hurriedly, as if there was something urgent.