From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 135

The short and fierce battle came to an end.

Lu Shaoming, the chief of the Three Laws, came with the heart of killing, and left with the body of detachment.

Master Wuwang opened the door of convenience, let him enter the door, and sent him to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha. His merits and virtues are immeasurable, so kind.

Lei Dazhuang's palms trembled, and he wanted to give an order to chop Shen Yi to the ground with his knives and axes, but unfortunately, the current county has been taken over by Tie Cejun, and it is already a gift to give him a yamen. Losing face, if you want to call Dao Fu Shou, then someone needs to respond.

Moreover, the life-and-death contest just now was also in the name of competing for the ranking of the Billboard and trying to avenge personal revenge. As the publisher of the Billboard, Lei Dazhuang couldn't slap himself in the face.

"'Vajra Monk' is innocent, and he can enter the top [-] in martial arts at the energy-eating level." Lei Dazhuang squeezed out a smile and announced loudly, "This building wants to re-establish the Fengyun ranking in Youzhou. From now on, the Fengyun ranking It will be updated every day, and the list will be finalized in one and a half months, if you are interested, please seize the opportunity."

He didn't say that the list will be finalized in one month because the imperial order has not yet arrived.When the imperial order arrives, the real chaos will begin.

As soon as this declaration came out, there were people running around all over the place, wanting to inform their acquaintances of this important news.

There are also some people with backgrounds who are already planning to send pigeons to send letters to inform the forces behind that they have sent people to compete.

Shen Yi and Wu Yin left this place under the vigilant or greedy eyes of others, and before they had gone far, they saw a tiger's head protruding from a restaurant not far away, waving at them with its tiger claws outstretched.

The two immediately knew that this was the emptiness here, and they entered the restaurant together and went to the second floor.

Going up to the second floor, there are empty seats everywhere, only two people and one tiger are sitting at a table by the window.

One of them is naturally empty, one tiger is brother Hu, and the other...

"Brother Wulai." Wuyin bowed to that person.

The eldest disciple of the abbot of Lingmen - Wulai.

Shen Yi looked at this person, and in his alienated vision, he saw a looming Buddha's shadow, with an aura of innocence.

The double pupils shrouded in illusion blinked, and then switched to normal vision.

As the combination with the other body deepened, Shen Yi was gradually able to transfer the burden of absorbing ghost energy to the other body, allowing him to have normal vision again.

Although the sudden return to normal made Shen Yi very uncomfortable, but since someone can change from a normal person to a "normal" person with alienated vision, he can naturally adapt to switching again.

As a result, Shen Yi's double pupils possessed two different visions at the same time, and in a sense, it was even more abnormal.

Wulai in normal vision did not get rid of all troubles like other monks, but left behind three thousand threads of troubles, scattered at will, with a peaceful face, dressed in a white gauze robe, dressed as a layman, revealing in simplicity Dust, really a good monk.

As if aware of Shen Yi's scrutiny, he turned his head in vain, his eyes were like green lotus flowers, black and red, blue eyes and square pupils, facing Shen Yi, an invisible sense of Zen made Shen Yi avoid looking at each other.

He felt the zhenqi in his body being stimulated, and there was a faint tendency to break out of his body and fight against that Zen spirit. In order not to let his illusion be exposed, Shen Yi took the initiative to avoid his eyes.

'This is the first time that my demon body has been stimulated like this, and the Buddha body is worthy of being a Buddha body. 'Shen Yi thought to himself.

Buddhist practitioners take the 32 phases as their ultimate pursuit, and anyone who has cultivated one of them can be called an eminent monk.No matter how many monks spend their whole lives, it is difficult for them to present any form of themselves.

However, there are always some people who were born in Rome, and may even be in the Roman palace, which other people can't catch up with in their lifetime.

Wulai is such a person.

He was born with two of the 32 appearances - blue eyes and straight body. He is regarded as a true disciple of the Buddha. He was taken up the mountain by the abbot of Lingmen when he was young, and he was accepted as a personal disciple. He taught him personally. Tie Sha's resources are basically tilted towards Wulai.

Compared with him, Wu Yin is like a stepmother. If it weren't for Wu Lai Wuxin's position as abbot, Wu Yin would have to be Wu Lai's helper in his whole life.

Therefore, seeing Wu Lai, Wu Lai showed a rare restraint, as if he was not facing a senior brother, but a teacher in the temple.

"Junior brother is innocent, right?"

Wulai didn't care about Shen Yi avoiding his gaze, and there were many fellow disciples in the temple who didn't dare to look at him, including monks of the Kongzi generation.

Wulai had a soft voice and a peaceful face. He didn't seem to have the majesty of the first disciple of the abbot, but his words had a convincing power that no one dared to ignore.

"Junior Brother, you entered the mass grave together with Junior Brother Wuyin to protect the safety of Youzhou. This news was sent back to the temple. The abbot and all the heads all praised your courage. It’s amazing, but after I got here, I was a little disappointed.”

Wulai looked deeply at Shen Yi, and said earnestly: "Junior Brother, you are too murderous."

"Senior Brother thinks that Junior Brother shouldn't kill Lu Shaoming?" Shen Yi asked.

"Junior Brother Wu Wang!" Wu Yin hastily stopped him.

"It's okay."

Wu Lai didn't worry about it, he waved his hand gently to indicate that he didn't take it seriously, looked at Shen Yi, and said seriously: "Lu Shaoming has murderous intentions towards you, this is the cause, you kill him, this is the effect, you kill him, There is nothing wrong with it. But my Buddha is compassionate, killing a person is not as good as crossing a person, junior brother, you have too much intention to kill, and you may go astray in the future."

These words are actually quite serious. With Wulai's status, once this word spreads to the temple, Shen Yi's image will definitely plummet, and he will be marked with a certain mark, which may hinder his future teaching and learning.

Hearing the words, Kong Kong on the side said, "Nephew Wulai, that's too serious."

"It's not serious," Wulai still insisted on his point of view, "The martial arts in my temple will magnify the shortcomings of a certain aspect of mind and nature, and they need to be transformed into Buddhism, and the eight magical arts are even more serious. It is very likely that you will go astray and cause disasters. Brother Wuwang, your murderous intentions are too serious, so the poor monk thinks that you should not pass on the fundamental methods of your eight magical arts for the time being, so as to deepen your obsession."

"The poor monk will pass on this matter to the abbot and all the heads, instead of saying it separately, when you can let go of the murderous intention, I will pass on the eight magical skills to you."

After all, Wulai rose up, his body color changed, and he disappeared into the restaurant like a dream bubble.

he left.

This also means that the matter is irreversible.

One of the eight magic arts that was supposed to be obtained, flew away.

"Hey, young man, can't you just give in?" Kong Kong sighed, "If you give in to Wulai and follow his wishes, wouldn't you be able to obtain this magical skill?"

"Amitabha," Shen Yi said calmly, "monastics don't tell lies, and disciples just abide by the precepts."

"Furthermore, Senior Brother Wulai watched the disciple kill someone, and the impression in his mind has already been formed, so what's the use of the disciple being subdued? It's just an extra comment with a mixed heart."

　Three more tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)