Qi Yu Millennium

Pilu Temple is different from Longhu Mountain. Pilu Temple does not accept pilgrims to worship and offer incense, nor does it accept offerings from lay people. There are large areas of barren fields around their Duyi Mountain. The monks of Pilu Temple also grow grains and vegetables on weekdays. .Walking in the field and looking around, I found that the grains in the field are very sparse, and the seeds are not full. At this time, there are no chemical fertilizers and pesticides, so the crops will naturally not grow well. The grains produced by these hundreds of acres of fields are probably only Porridge is enough for monks in Pilu Temple to eat twice a day.

The path I chose was at the Yanglu of Duyi Mountain. There were quite a few monks farming in the fields. After seeing me, they clasped together and bowed to me, and then went to work. The neither humble nor overbearing expression made the anger in my heart gradually fade away. Self-sufficient monks are rare.

Walking through the mountains and fields, I started to walk up the mountain. Just when I stepped up the first step, the clock tower on the top of the mountain heard the sound of bells ringing. The feeling of peace and tranquility, because I am a disciple of Jiejiao, so I have an unconscious rejection of Buddhism, but even so, I have to admit that the ringing of the bell made the murderous intent in my heart dissipate again.

Looking up, I found that the person who struck the bell was a middle-aged monk whose cultivation level was unknown to me. The practice of Buddhism pays attention to steady and gradual progress. Usually, enlightenment is achieved in old age. There are very few middle-aged monks who become enlightened. This monk is undoubtedly One exception.Because of his special situation, I deliberately looked at his appearance. This person should be 47 or [-] years old. He is very tall. He is wearing a gray cloth monk's robe. Looking at the food and hunger, no one would believe that he is a great virtuous monk who has enlightened and enlightened.

I looked up for a moment and finally looked away before walking up the steps. No matter what his cultivation level is or why he struck the bell, it is not enough to dissuade me from killing them. If they deal with them properly, I will try my best to Hurt people's lives, can be destroyed but not killed.

A moment later, the bell rang again from the bell tower on the mountain. This bell made my heart tremble. When I went up the mountain, I deliberately counted the steps. The second bell rang just when I reached No.90 I was puzzled by the coincidence that the bell rang on the ninth floor. When the bell rang, I immediately looked up and found that the middle-aged monk didn't look down at me at all, let alone count the steps I walked.

I pondered for a moment and moved on again. From then on, as long as I reached the 99th floor, he would ring the bronze bell.He hit his, I walked mine, I didn't deliberately speed up or slow down my pace just because his bell rang at my 99 steps, and he didn't deliberately adjust the timing of the bell to meet my pace .

When I walked through the last step, the Daxiong Palace on the mountainside was in front of me, but this time I deliberately delayed my footfall for half a second. The bell rang first and then my foot landed. I came here to seek revenge, not to find any tacit understanding.

The Pilu Temple has no courtyard walls, and outside the main hall is an open-air place for chanting morning classes. At this time, there are more than sixty Ziqi monks sitting cross-legged outside the main hall. Opposite these monks sits an old man with white eyebrows covering his eyes. Monk, unlike the middle-aged monk who hit the bell, this old monk is wearing a bright red cassock. Judging from the style of the cassock and the horizontal and vertical yellow lines on the cassock, he is undoubtedly the abbot here, but I have no idea about this monk before. Having heard any news about him, Pilu Temple has rarely been involved in world affairs, and outsiders don't know much about them.

This old monk has surpassed ordinary people's cultivation, so I can't observe his condition and cultivation level through breath. At this time, this old monk is holding a mallet and beating the red wooden fish that has lost its vermilion lacquer in front of me. After the area of ​​the main hall, he stopped beating the wooden fish, and the sound of the monks chanting sutras also stopped.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Chengfengzi Jishou." I said to the old monk Jishou.

"Amitabha." The old monk put down his gavel and clasped his hands together in salute.

"Master, do you know the reason for coming here?" I looked around and asked.All the Ziqi monks in the Pilu Temple have gathered here, and none of the ordinary monks came to attend the morning class.

"The cause of the past, the result of today, the result of today, the cause of the future. Real people come here to break the cause and effect." The white-browed old monk joined hands and sang Buddha.

"Master is very insightful, I don't know how the master wants to solve the cause and effect?" I said with a sneer.Of course, I also understand the principle of the cycle of cause and effect that the white-browed old monk said. What he means is that the past events cause today's consequences, and today's consequences will lead to future events, repeated endlessly.

"This is the cause and effect." The old monk with white eyebrows did not stand up from the beginning to the end.

"There are monks from Pilu Temple participating in the siege of my Ziyang Taoist temple. The poor Taoist came here today to take your life." I opened my mouth calmly.I am a Jiejiao Immortal, not an ordinary person, and just a few ambiguous statements of cause and effect cannot change my mind.

"Amitabha, real people, please treat yourself with your heart." The white-browed old monk closed his eyes and said.

I couldn't help but sneer again and again at what the white-browed old monk said, he meant that I just do it.

"Call the master from the bell tower and the teacher from the back mountain together. I want to ask you about Buddhist supernatural powers today." I stopped my sneer and said.I am already a Celestial Immortal at this moment, and it is easy to kill Zi Qi. These monks sitting cross-legged waiting to die are not worth my hands at all.

"Amitabha. A real person has a righteous body and can resist the spirit of the five elements. Fighting with a real person is not earth-shattering. Turning rivers and moving mountains is not enough to stop a real person from killing and calming his anger. If you do it, the merit will be greater than the fault. Please let the real person do it. I have been waiting for three days." The white-browed old monk closed his eyes and spoke.

As soon as he said this, I frowned again. I sent a greeting card three days ago. I have been observing their situation in the dark for the past three days. I thought they were just loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Confidence and methods, I never thought that they would have no countermeasures. Once three days came, a group of monks were summoned to be slaughtered.

"Master, Pindao is not from your Buddhist sect, you have made a mistake in your wishful thinking." I sneered and said, don't think that I am embarrassed to do it because I look like a dead pig.

"Amitabha." The white-browed old monk chanted the Buddha's name again and fell silent.

Seeing this, I immediately pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword from behind, stepped forward holding the sword, and walked slowly among the monks.

These purple qi monks can't be as calm as water, which can be seen from the violent fluctuations of their breath.

Buddhism is famous for its many and strict rules and regulations. Most of these monks have no sins or karma, but this does not mean that they are all good people.In the future, I will be in charge of the law of criminal responsibility. This task does not require the heart of a bodhisattva, on the contrary, it needs the majesty of Shura who makes a decisive decision.

"Killing is the first precept in Buddhism, killing the innocent." I countered with a sword and chopped off the head of a monk who had committed a major crime of killing.Beheading is the most deterrent punishment. After the head is cut off, the blood rushes straight for three feet. The first stream of blood rushes out, followed by the second stream. flow.

Naturally, I would not let the blood sprayed out by the dead body stain my Dharma body, but the monks around it were not so lucky, and were stained with the blood sprayed out rapidly to varying degrees.The Ziqi monks all showed fear when they saw this scene. This scene made me sneer to myself, aren’t they not afraid of death? Why are you trembling?

"Boom!" At this moment, the gray-clothed monk on the bell tower rang the copper bell. The bell had a long lingering sound besides the initial "boom", but I couldn't think of any words to use it. To describe the solemn and solemn lingering sound.

When the bell rang, the monks immediately began to chant scriptures and Buddha with lowered eyebrows and closed eyes as if they had received a blow to the head.

I looked up at the gray-clothed monk on the bell tower, and with a sneer on my face, I walked through the crowd to search again.

"Where can I get the gold and silver?" I sneered and then swung my sword again and chopped off another monk's head.The breath of gold appeared in the monk's arms. The monks in Pilu Temple don't ask for alms. Where did it come from?

Then came another bell.This time I didn't look up, he hit his bell, I kill my people, he doesn't stop me from killing, I can ignore his bell.

Not only did these people's neck-and-neck slaughter not make me feel compassionate, but it also made me gradually angry. If I wanted to kill them, they wouldn't be able to escape at all. Sitting here cross-legged and waiting to die is very suspicious of pretending to be a gentleman, but I killed them with my own hands. People who don't resist seem like a villain to me.Whether it is a gentleman or a villain, if I care about the praise and criticism of others, it will not be a big deal.People in the secular world like to express their opinions on a certain matter. Their opinions are often limited by factors such as their own age, knowledge and experience. Those views that are extremely correct in their opinion may not be correct. I shouldn't kill, but in my opinion must kill, not to mention sitting, even lying down I will go up and give him a sword.

"Stealing an apprentice is three points worse than a prostitute's wife and daughter. Take your life." I swung my sword again and chopped off a monk's head. , There is no need to exaggerate or hide these things.

The bell rang again, and the monks began to chant scriptures again.

This time I came in front of a young monk, who didn’t have much yin and virtuous defects, but he recited scriptures a beat faster than other monks. It must have been given to him by the elders of this temple to resist the catastrophe.Watching the young monk's lips move quickly, I raised my long sword again.

This kind of person is obviously good at lip service, flattering the horse to please the elders, this is what I hate, but the reason why I want to kill him is not because of this, but because his fast moving lips reminded me of those in the debate. Eloquent eloquence.The reason why those eloquent talents can defeat the opponent is not because they know a lot, but because they speak so fast that they don't give the opponent a chance to speak. I hate this kind of people. , should be killed!

"The sharpness of the tongue is the root of the disaster. These are the four precepts of Buddhism." I swung my sword and chopped off the young monk's head. I hate the braggarts who talk but don't act. Comrades in the Northeast fought one.

Then another bell rang.

"Since the master rang the bell to urge him, how dare the poor man stop." I looked up at the gray-clothed monk on the bell tower.This guy bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bangWhat I mean by this is that if you bump into me again, you will still kill me.

"Alcohol is the five precepts of Buddhism, kill it." A monk who smelled of alcohol did not escape my keen senses.

After waiting for a long time after killing, I didn't hear the bell this time.

"Without the master's soul-clearing mantra, it's hard to suppress the murderous intent in my heart." I looked up and said with a smile.All I kill are damned people, you hit the clock, you ring the clock just to show your virtue, you are the virtue, then what am I?

I completely defeated the grey-clothed monk with this positive and negative action. I held the bell tree with my hand, and it didn't matter if I hit it or didn't hit it.

"Buddhist disciples are still wearing powder. If Pindao remembers correctly, this is the Six Precepts of Buddhism." I backhanded a monk with a little white powder on his head.

"As a disciple of Buddhism, I actually embroidered the corners of my clothes with gold thread, the Seven Precepts of Buddhism." This time I killed a monk who decorated the skirt of his cassock with gold thread.What is a big old man doing with such a smug face? Do you want to return to vulgarity and be a badass?

After I killed these seven people, those fat men among the monks began to fidget and sweat profusely. These people are not fools. They executed the Buddhist Eight Precepts in order, and the last precept of the Eight Precepts was about food at different times, so to put it bluntly, it was a precept, so those fat people would naturally feel scared.

But this time I didn’t kill fat people, because a person’s fatness is related to genetics, and it doesn’t necessarily make him fat if he eats a lot. It’s unfair to kill whoever is fat. What I killed in the end was a person with a lot of animal fat in the skirt The sloppy monk, seeing that virtue, he did not eat less dog meat. .

"The Eight Precepts of Buddhism, Yuezu will take the place. I will take my leave." I put my sword back into its sheath and said goodbye to Jishou.This is the Daxiong Palace. I can kill people in front of the Buddha, but I can't soar in front of his statue. Killing people is a matter of principle, but vacating is a matter of politeness.

"Amitabha." The old man with white eyebrows opened his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.

I didn't hesitate when I saw this, I just took a step, and when I left the area of ​​the Daxiong Palace, I flew up into the clouds and headed east. I really can't bear to let me kill a group of monks who don't fight back. The most important thing is that other people have no evil deeds.

After traveling for thirty miles, he suddenly found a figure appeared out of nowhere in front of him. Looking sideways, it was the white-browed monk in the scarlet cassock.

The appearance of the white-browed monk made me startled. This white-browed monk uses the magic foot power to move instantly. This is the immortal method that only our Taoist golden immortals have. This alone is enough to prove that this person's cultivation is higher than mine. Well, if this guy is here to seek revenge, then I must have nothing good to eat today.

Unlike the old Taoist who played with Dragon and Tiger Mountain before, this time I didn't run away, but went straight to meet him, and fled to see how strong the enemy was. If the enemy's strength was equal to mine, I could run away, and that would save me trouble.If the enemy is stronger than me, I can't escape, because it's about reputation.Besides, the eight people I killed were all violators of the precepts, so what I did was not excessive.

"Amitabha, the evil spirits in the northwest, real people are not allowed to go there in the near future." Before I could speak, the white-browed old monk spoke first.After leaving a word, it disappeared immediately.

I stood in the air in astonishment. The reason why I was astonished was not that I didn't understand what he meant. What he meant was that the northwest direction was not good for me. I'd better not go there for a while.The reason why I was shocked was why he came to tell me this, I killed the monks in his monastery, he should hate me.

After pondering for a long time, I finally figured out the reason. It was a good thing for Pilu Temple that I killed the monks in his temple earlier, because after this incident, the monks in their temple will abide by the rules and regulations even more. From a long-term point of view, it is also more conducive to the development and dissemination of their Buddhism. To put it bluntly, I indirectly played the role of returning the false to the true, and knocking the mountain to shake the tiger.

After figuring out the reason, I could only shake my head and smile wryly. I alone did all the bad things, let me bear all the blame, let me be the villain alone, and let me sing all the bad faces.

After a wry smile, I turned around and turned back. The reason why I turned back was not to find the white-browed old monk, but because I had forgotten about the nun in Pilu nunnery before.

The thought of dealing with nuns gives me a headache. How should I deal with them?