Mo Wen and the black and white impermanence couldn't help but listen to Lao Wu's words, although Lao Wu said it rudely, it was indeed true when he thought about it.
That Lizhou is quite far away from here, three hours later the old five parties flew to the boundary of Lizhou, black and white impermanence for the old five to guide the path, unitary time, four people to Xiangshan County Qingjing Zen Temple.
This temple is located in the north of the county seat, built by the mountain, the temple is very large, the houses are more than 100 rooms, the mountain road into the mountain is very wide, there are many pilgrims on both sides of the mountain road to leave all kinds of sundries, a few small novices are cleaning up.
Because he wanted to persuade him to extinguish the fate, Mo Wen did not hide his figure, and the fifth man fell from the platform in front of the temple, and Mo Wen leaned down, hiding elsewhere in black and white.
At this time, the mountain gate of the temple was open, and the monk saw a red-haired monster falling outside the door, and poked his head out from behind the door in confusion and timidity, only to find that the red-haired monster had become a man with a short figure.
After Mo Wen landed, he looked sideways at the northern monastery, and saw a monk holding a Zen staff and a hat on his head walking towards the door from the depths of the monastery.
Because the pressure of this person's hat is very low, he has never seen this person's appearance clearly, but he can hear this person's breathing, the higher the cultivation, the slower the breathing, since he landed to the present, the gray-clothed monk holding the Zen staff has not yet finished breathing.
"It's so dangerous, you won't be able to catch him if you come a little later."
According to Mo Wen's expression, Lao Wu guessed that the monk who walked out of the temple was the main master.
Mo Wen Wen didn't answer, this temple is very large, there are many monks, whether there are other monks with advanced cultivation is not yet known, but according to Feng Yilan's deduction that he can only see the extinction before noon, this person is likely to be the extinction monk.
The gray-clothed monk walked slowly, and the monk noticed him approaching, hurriedly retreated and bowed, and saluted him with his hands folded, "Amitabha, Master Extinction is going out."
The gray-clothed monk did not answer, nodded to the guest monk, and walked out of the mountain gate instead.
Mo Wen waited for the extinction to approach, and strode obliquely to block his way.
Extinction tried to go around to the east, but Mo Wen took another step to the right, still blocking in front of him, and only then did the Extinction Monk look up at Mo Wen.
Seeing the appearance of this person, Mo Wen gasped, although he had never seen this person, his appearance was very similar to a person he knew, as if rubbing.
Seeing that it was a Taoist who was blocking his way, his body moved slightly, and he appeared behind Mo Wen unbelievably.
Although he avoided Mo Wen, he couldn't take a step forward, because Mo Wen reappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Feeling the extinction, he raised his head again, his expression was puzzled and solemn, he used the shapeshift transposition that he could use after reaching the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the one that Mo Wen used was also the transposition transposition.
"Amitabha, why did the real person block the way of the poor monk" The monk clasped his hands together and asked.
"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the Heavenly Pillar of the Qing Sect on the Poor Dao, came from afar just to visit the master."
Mo Wen said.
Hearing this, the monk bowed his head and was silent, hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to take off the hat, and raised his hand sideways, "Real people, please come into the meditation room to speak." ” After the monk took off the hat, the fifth child saw his appearance clearly, and exclaimed, "Master, why is he so similar?"
Mo Wen raised his hand to stop the fifth child from speaking, and instead raised his hand humbly, "Master, please." ” The monk of extinction stepped forward, Mo Wen followed, and when he arrived at the gate of Deshan, he turned back and said to Lao Wu, "You wait for me here." ” Lao Wu stopped outside the door with a sigh, Mo Wen knew that he was unwilling and did not change his mind, he could not let Lao Wu enter the temple, otherwise he would definitely sneer at the monk, in addition, Lao Wu is a beast body, and it is disrespectful to Buddhism when he enters the temple, and the most important thing is that he is worried that Lao Wu will be too talkative.
Taoism and Buddhism canons are different, the number of rites is different, usually is not to communicate with each other, let alone go to the other party's Taoist temple or temple, Mo Wen into the temple after following the monk to the north, passing by the main hall when turning his head elsewhere, never to the Buddha statue salute.
Although the two did not talk when walking, they secretly estimated each other's strength, and the breath of both sides was not exposed, and they could only judge each other's cultivation according to the pace of walking, the speed of breathing and other details.
There is a bamboo forest on the east side of the main hall, there is a trail in the bamboo forest, to the middle of the bamboo forest, there are several forks in the path, the monk walks to the path on the north side, through the bamboo forest, there are two wooden houses in front of him, the monk of the extinction stepped forward and pushed open the door, took a step back and asked Mo to enter first, Mo Wen retreated and humbly, the monk entered the door first, hung the hat on the south wall, and put down the Zen staff and baggage.
"Real person, please be seated."
The monk pointed to a meditation platform by the window, the monk's room generally does not have seats and beds, only a meditation platform, the meditation platform is very low, it is both a place to meditate and a place to sleep.
"Thank you."
Mo Wen waved his hand and said, it is a very smart move to invite him into the temple, as the saying goes, the evil fist does not hit the smiling face, and the other party treats him politely, so he can't make trouble at will.
Seeing that Mo Wen did not sit down, nor did he force it, he stood aside and waited for Mo Wen to understand his intentions.
Mo Wen did not rush to speak, but looked at the things in the meditation room, the monk regarded everything as something outside the body, so in the monk's room except for the necessary chanting utensils, there would be no superfluous things, there was an oil lamp on the inside of the windowsill, the oil in the oil lamp had dried up, and it was known that it had not been used for many years.
There was nothing in the room, Mo Wen shifted his gaze to the Zen staff, the Zen staff is a monk's magic weapon, but also a weapon, but it also has a function, that is, it is used as a crutch when walking.
The extinction monk was waiting for Mo to ask for clarity, but Mo Wen was not in a hurry to speak, and after looking at the things in the room, he turned his head to look at the extinction monk, who was around forty years old, with a medium stature, soft facial features, and although he was thin, he could still see that he was very handsome when he was young.
Everyone's criteria for judging beauty and ugliness are different, but they generally follow a rule, that is, the soft facial features are more pleasing to the eye, and the facial features are stiff or a certain one is more than or lower than ordinary people, and the facial features of the monk belong to a very soft category, and he is an out-and-out handsome man in the eyes of the world.
However, it was precisely because this person's facial features did not have obvious and unique features that he was not sure whether this person was related to the person he knew.
In other words, if someone looks at themselves like this, they will definitely ask questions, but the monk did not take the initiative to ask, nor did he take the initiative to look away, but looked at the person who asked Mo and waited patiently for him to speak, which showed that this person is a very moderate person, if he looks directly into the eyes of others, he will be regarded as hostile, if he looks below the lips, he will appear to have no confidence, and he looks at the most peaceful eyes among the people between the mouth and nose.
"Where is the master's ancestral hometown?"
Mo Wen asked casually.
"Qinzhou."
The extinction monk replied calmly.
Mo Wen nodded slowly, the monk did not pretend to be profound, and the monk did not mention his ancestral hometown, which made him look at the monk of the extinction, this person is true.
"Why do real people have this question?"
the monk asked rhetorically.
"The master has a similar accent to one of the relatives of the poor road."
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Mo asked and replied that since the Extinction Monk had asked, he had to answer, otherwise the Extinction Monk would not have answered his next question.
Hearing this, the Extinction Monk nodded and did not ask again.
"The master is a pure yang body cultivator," Mo asked again and again.
Extinction Yuan shook his head, although Mo asked abruptly, he could only answer, because even if he didn't answer, once the two of them did it, Mo Wen would be able to detect it.
He also roughly figured out Mo Wen's cultivation, but Mo Wen came on his own initiative, he was passive, and he didn't know Mo Wen's motive for coming this time, so he lacked confidence in his heart.
"Forgive the poor and rude, please ask the master's common surname."
Mo asked.
"Amitabha, please forgive me."
Extinguishing the fate of the folded hands and chanting the Buddha's name.
"The master layman can have wives and concubines," Mo asked again and again.
Don't ask this question even more abruptly, and when he heard this, he sang the Buddha again, "Amitabha." ” "The master must know that his yang life is over, and he should return to the underworld."
Mo Wen looked directly into the eyes of the extinct fate, "Poor Dao once owed Xie Fan two bad favors. ” "Amitabha, the poor monk is a Buddhist monk, who has attained the Arhat status, beyond the Three Realms, and is not in the Five Elements."
Extinction shook his head and said.
"The master's Arhat fruit position can only be obtained by reopening the heavens and the earth, and at this time, the master is still a mortal, and since he is a mortal, he should go to the underworld at the end of his life."
Mo asked Zhengse to say.
"Amitabha."
Extinguishing the fate recited the Buddha's name again, and there was no joy or anger on his face.
Mo Wen was most disgusted by the monk to Amitabha Buddha prevaricating the question, laughed and then said, "I'll just say what I mean, Feng Yilan of Qingyu Mountain is also in the list of soul collectors this time, poor Dao saw that Feng Yilan was dignified and benevolent, so he had the heart to keep her life, Poor Dao already knew that she had an old relationship with the master, if the master was willing to accept it, it would be blessed and longevity." ” When the monk heard this, he still did not show joy or anger, and once again replied with a sentence of Amitabha Buddha.
"Poor Dao and the master have a chance to persuade Poor Dao, if the master can't make Poor Dao change his mind, Poor Dao will kill the monks of this pure Zen monastery one by one, so as to force the master to submit."
Mo Wen said calmly.
"The matter of the poor monk, why did it affect others," the monk frowned and said.
Don't ask and smile but don't answer.
"What is the difference between a real person who is so coerced and coerced and the benefactor" The monk shook his head helplessly.
"If you have a heart for good, you will be rewarded for doing good.
If you do evil without intention, you will be punished for doing evil.
Mo Wen said with a smile, he said that one of the many differences between Taoism and Buddhism is that Taoism does not look at what is in mind, but only looks at whether the final result is good or bad.
The Buddhist doctrine is that as long as the butcher's knife is put down at the last moment, even a butcher with bloody hands can become a Buddha, which can attract a large number of believers, but it is a lie and deceives people, and there is no good thing in the world that can get rid of sin by killing someone and reciting a few verses.
"This is not a true person who does good, and the benefactor acts biasedly, and he creates many evils, and he is not a good person."
The Extinction Monk shook his head and said.
"Who did she kill" Mo asked, and the Extinction Monk said that his act of coercion and coercion was no different from Feng Yilan's, indicating that Feng Yilan had also coerced and coerced the Extinction Monk.
"Many years have passed since this incident, and the poor monk is reluctant to mention it again, if a real person wants to hurt the innocent, the poor monk will inevitably stop it."
There was a resolute look in the eyes of the monk who destroyed the fate.
"The master must have heard of what the poor Dao did in his life, if the master is lucky, I am afraid that this pure meditation temple is rare and quiet today."
Don't ask the side eyes and backhand.
The monk of extinction could not ask the words, and anger appeared on his face, "It is really too deceitful, although you are notorious, the poor monk is not afraid of you."
Come on, you and I will see the true chapter, if the poor monk loses to you, you can dispose of it, you threaten the poor monk with your innocence and weakness, won't you stain your reputation in the Qing Dynasty" "If you insist on refusing to tell about the past, Poor Dao will really do it, and you know that you can't stop me."
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and said, he was not interested in the grievances between the Extinction Monk and Feng Yilan, the reason why he was unscrupulous was because the Extinction Monk was very similar to the Nameless Monk, in addition, the ancestral home of the Extinction Monk was Qinzhou, and the Taiyi Mountain, where the Nameless lived in his early years, was in Qinzhou: