Nightfall

Ning Que looked at him quietly, without any fear.

After a long time, the butcher put the knife back on the chopping board without leaving his handle.

He said: "I don't care about killing you, but I care about eternity. You and anyone in the academy should stop entering Xiling, otherwise I will kill."

Ning Que said: "I have come in, how do you kill me?"

The butcher did not answer, but held the knife tightly by two points.

The knife in his hand is the answer. The knife is as heavy as a mountain and sharp as the wind. From the beginning of human history to the end that can be seen, it is the most terrifying one.

Like the blue steel sword Ke Haoran once carried upside down.

Ning Que's expression gradually faded, and his right hand did not reach behind him to hold the handle of the iron knife.

His iron knife is very powerful, but still far from the butcher's knife.

"I can't beat you, but you can hardly catch up with me."

After finishing this sentence, Ning Que turned and led the dark horse to leave the butcher shop.

The butcher stood behind the chopping board in the shop and looked quietly at his back, his eyes like a knife.

Ning Que is closer to Taoshan by one point, and his eyes will be sharper. Ning Que is farther from Taoshan by one point, and his eyes will be calm, just like an old knife slowly entering the sheath.

Under this gaze, Ning Que walked out of the town.

He looked back and saw that under the blue sky and white clouds, there were several temples between the peaks, and in the bitter summer town, the butcher shop was as before.

He was not the butcher's opponent, and no one in the college could beat him.

The butcher was staying under Taoshan, and Tang Qi could not enter the mountain. All the academy can not enter the mountain.

Ning Que made a special trip here today to see if there is a peaceful solution. Unfortunately, the butcher firmly stated his attitude, so the academy had to think about other methods.

Only one person can change all this.

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Around the Ling Kingdom, there is the Southern Jin Dynasty, and then to the south is the big river, and there are many small countries to the east. It is the Song Dynasty and the Qi State is the Qi. The nations are gathering arms for war.

Late summer. Ning Que left the Xiling Kingdom, instead of going to Dahe, but to the East, Song Qiliang and Chen Zhuguo. The priest continued to die. The momentum of the coalition forces plummeted.

It was at Xiling Temple that finally came back. When sending a large number of strong men to try to kill, or at least temporarily trap Ning Que, no one thought. He has quietly come to Washan.

The town in front of Washan Mountain is still the same as in previous years. The people still rely on stone carvings to maintain their livelihoods. The Lan Lan Festival has long since disappeared. The incense of the Lanke Temple is not as good as it was before. Fortunately, the Buddha statue collapsed. The countless fine stones that collapsed afterwards were enough to engrave for hundreds of years.

In the early morning, a rain fell around the Wa Mountain. The sea breeze made the top of the mountain cooler than the inland, so it was still in the summer, but it had a feeling of autumn.

"As if at the time."

Ning Que stood in front of the stupid body of the Buddha ’s stone statue, looked at the mountain road between the mountains and the looming palaces behind the forest, and the boulders full of mountains and valleys, saying, "It seems like the two words are good, like the Buddha statue, after all it is not real."

The monk watching the sea stood beside him, with both hands proclaiming the sound of the Buddha, and sighed: "What is real?"

Ning Que turned to look at him and said: "Nan Jin will be determined, the Yan Kingdom will not need to be controlled for the time being, the temple can't even win the river, do you think the Daomen can turn over? Victory is true."

The sea monk was silent for a moment and said, "Don't you think it's strange."

Ning Que did not directly answer this question. The cool rain fell on his face, washing away all the expressions and saying, "When I go to Xiling, I also go to the Lanke Temple, which is just as good as stolen goods."

The sea monk said: "The academy is destroying the Buddha ... We are disciples of Buddhism."

Ning Que said: "Wrong, Brother Two destroyed the Buddha Kingdom, not the Buddha."

The sea monk said: "My Buddha is merciful, too many people have died, and you have killed too many people."

Ning Que turned to look at him and said, "Wrong again, your Buddha has never been merciful. He spends all sentient beings and teaches them to learn Buddha. In the end, he only cultivates a smaller world of bliss. All he wants is to spend the night. Even more chasing, more than eternity, how is the world, why did Buddha really care? "

The sea monk said: "According to you, then what have we been doing for decades?

Ning Que said: "Buddhist scriptures are not all written by Buddha. Master Qishan taught me to read them. You have also read them. Cultivating the Buddha is not the Buddha, but our own."

The sea monk was silent.

Ning Que said: "You are a Buddha, I am also a Buddha, everyone in the world becomes a Buddha, just like Ye Su said in the Protestant Canons but did not explain that everyone is Haotian, then the world is naturally a Buddhist country, and also The Kingdom of God. "

The monk watching the sea sighed with emotion, looked at his pale and thin cheeks, and said, "Then what about you? Continue to kill like this? You can't hold it for too long."

In the ruins of the Buddha statue, there are some wildflowers and the flowers are yellow, which is very similar to that flower.

Ning Que looked at the flower, the mountain road hidden in the forest, thinking of the words that Sang Sang had said in that zen courtyard, squinting slightly, and could not see whether it was joy or sorrow.

He did not hesitate to waste realm and Shou Yuan, traveled thousands of miles in the world, kept killing people, and was also looking for people, as the butcher said, he was not as fast as the subject and the drunkard, but he felt that he knew her intentions and knew she was the most Those cherished past, then even if she can't perceive her specific location now, there is always the possibility of finding her, for example, it may be that she lives in the monastery of Washan, doesn't she?

It's a pity she is not there.

He said, "You can hold it for as long as you can."

The sea monk said: "To kill to prove?"

Ning Que shook his head and said, "This kind of statement is too hypocritical, and too perverted. Only talents like Liansheng can make it out. Although I kill and will kill fewer people than Liansheng, I am no less evil than him. , But the idea is still different, what will happen to this world, I do n’t know, I do n’t have any initiative to destroy the world, I am just making some preparations. ”

The sea monk sighed: "It seems that you also feel something is wrong."

This is the second time he mentioned it.

The victory of Tang Guohe Academy seems to have been established by Ning Que's rushing to kill people, but in fact it is the general trend. He just used this terrifying way to accelerate the whole process.

Daomen ruled the world for countless years. The Xiling Temple has unimaginable resources. According to the truth, at least it will not be defeated so quickly. The reason for this is all due to ... Ye Su ’s death.

Because Ye Su died, Protestantism, like the wild grass after the spring rain, thrived vigorously, severely shaken the ruling foundation of Daomen, because Ye Su died, the Xiling Temple split, and the civil strife was endless.

Everything seems to be just because of an irrational decision.

But will the subject make irrational decisions?

No irrational person would think so.

The sea monk does not think so, Ning Que does not, he has even vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, but he has no way but to passively respond to the chess piece in this way-guessing the idea of ​​the lord does not mean that he can see through His layout, Ning Que can only use the simplest response to solve the complicated situation.

The easiest is life and death, separated by swords, is the two worlds.

He only hopes that his speed is fast enough. Before the success of the subject, the world has changed. Then, even if the subject's game is successful, it will become meaningless.

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There are many people who want to change the world. Confucius, Buddha, Ke Haoran, Lian Sheng, they have all made such attempts, or failed, or are still on the road, people like drunkards and butchers do not want to change on earth, which itself is an influence or change, all premises All of them are powerful.

Some people may not be as unfathomable as a butcher in terms of realm cultivation or strength, but they can change the world as well, because he has an unfathomably strong will.

In the depths of the distant western wasteland, the dark underground world surrounded by the cliff prison wall for countless thousands of years has been completely changed by one person. The wildfire of Liaoyuan illuminates the heaven and earth and the prajna giant peak, and also points the way.

The uprising wars of several years have completely changed the order of the underground Buddhism. Especially in the early summer, the reinforcements of the right account of Wang Ting were attacked by a Tang army quietly exiting from Congling. The heavy grain and grass suffered heavy losses. After that, no one could change the outcome of this war.

Among the lonely giant peaks beneath the tiankeng, there are already flames everywhere, and the yellow temples in the green forests have been swallowed by the flames. In the continuous forests, there are also many scars that burn. There are no trees, and countless mountain paths are exposed in the field of vision, as if countless lines are trying in vain to sew something.

At the forefront of the mountain road, Jun Mo held an iron sword and looked at Qi Nian who had been seriously injured. There was no expression on his face. The clothes he wore in the past were destroyed in battle. Somewhere he picked a monk's clothes, and his newborn hair remained It is gray, so it is not stored, the stubble is extremely short, reflecting the fire in the distance, like a Buddha.

Under a bodhi tree not far away, Master Huang Yang has closed his eyes and passed away, as a Tang Dynasty ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I do n’t know how to be between myself and the Buddhist Kingdom I do n’t know if there is an answer at the end, but no one is qualified to say that this is evasion, or should be understood as liberation.

Qi Nian was covered in blood, his robes were broken, and his expression was haggard. He pointed to the wildfire in the mountains, to those temples that gradually turned into ashes, and said, "It is the truth of the academy to kill people and destroy Buddhas?"

Jun Mo said: "It is my truth to destroy the Buddha."

Qi Nian said: "I heard a word from the academy that existence is justified."

Jun Mo said: "Little teacher's speech is very wrong."

Qi Nian said slightly: "I can't make sense with Mr. Er."

Jun Mo's expression remained the same, and said, "Because I have reason, you can't say anything but me."

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(Go out after dinner and continue writing.) (To be continued ...)