A knife in love

Chapter 662

Sun Guangming turned his head and smiled at the shivering shopkeeper and two waiters crowded in the counter: "Did you hear that? The great monk has ordered us to warm up three pots of wine. It will be painful when the great monk comes back later." Have a few drinks."

The shopkeeper already knew that the monk was very strange at this time, and he was thinking of Amitabha Buddha in his heart.Hearing Sun Guangming's order, his body trembled for a while. Although he was extremely unwilling, he didn't dare to speak out against it, so he could only say to the two young men, "Didn't you hear the master's order? Why don't you hurry up and prepare wine?!"

Li Qiufeng followed the monk out of the shop.This Fengwei Village is just a small village, after nightfall, no one walks on the street.The two headed westward one after the other, passing through the gardens of several families, but heard the sound of the river flowing.Li Qiufeng was slightly surprised, but the night was dazed. Although there was snow everywhere, the surroundings were not very dark, but it was not daytime after all, so he could only hear the sound of water, but he couldn't see where the river was flowing.

The monk was walking in the snow, his body swaying here and there, like a drunk man, almost fell to the ground several times.However, Li Qiufeng became more and more nervous as he walked, and he found that no matter how the monk's body shook, the broken bowl held in his left hand seemed to be stuck to his palm, and it turned out to be completely motionless.And the monk's left hand just held the broken bowl in his hand, and did not hold the edge of the broken bowl with his fingers.Li Qiufeng knew that he had absorbed the broken bowl on his palm with extremely deep inner strength, and this inner strength alone was enough to be called the first-rate master in the world.

After passing a small hillside, a river suddenly appeared in front of him.In the originally cold season, the river was also covered with a thick layer of ice.It's just that a huge ice hole was opened on the shore and the ice surface, and a gravel road paved with stones led crookedly from the slope to the shore.Thinking that this river is where the villagers get water, the surface of the river was smashed open, leaving an ice hole for easy water fetching.

The monk staggered to the shore, and then stopped.When he turned around, there was no joking expression on his face.This monk originally had a savage face, but it was disgusting at first glance.Just now in the tavern, he spoke without words, like a hooligan in the market.But at this time, he had a serious face, begging for the bowl with his left hand, and his right palm was erected on his chest. Although his face was still ugly, he was no longer as wicked as before, and had a somewhat dignified appearance.

Li Qiufeng stopped when he was two feet away from the monk, turned his head and looked around, and then said: "The place chosen by the great monk is not bad. Although it doesn't say that the scenery is very good, it is not a place of extreme evil. .”

The monk bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk Xuanji, I have seen the benefactor Li."

Li Qiufeng bowed back and said, "It turns out that Master Xuanji already knew Li's origin, but he didn't know that Master came from Kongming Temple or Songshan Mountain?"

Xuanji smiled slightly, and said: "Kongming Temple is a big temple in Yuntai Mountain. How can such a small monk like a poor monk become a monk in Kongming Temple? As for the temples in Songshan Mountain, they are even more sacred places in the jungle. I'm afraid that the poor monk is at the gate of the mountain. Turning around in a circle is also desecrating the temples of Songshan Mountain. Hero Li, you think highly of poor monks."

Li Qiufeng said: "Buddhism emphasizes that emptiness is form, and form is emptiness. People like the Marshal can't see through the appearance of this rolling red dust. Li is a little surprised."

Xuanji smiled and said: "Buddhism is not a pure land, and people's hearts have their own superiority and inferiority. If everyone sees through the world of mortals, wouldn't there be Buddhas in the world and no demons everywhere? If there are no demons, there will be no Buddhas. If there are Buddhas, there will be demons. As if there are When there is daylight, there will be night, and when there are mountains, there will be seas. All things in the world are born and restrained, so that they can thrive. This is the reincarnation of the heavens, but the righteous way of the world. Amitabha."

Li Qiufeng listened to Xuanji's words, which contained a sense of Zen, but he was not a Buddhist disciple after all, and he knew that if he played Jifeng, he would definitely not be the monk's opponent.Therefore, he didn't want to entangle Xuanji with these topics, and immediately said in a deep voice: "If the master didn't come out for Kongming Temple, why did he come to him again and want to make trouble with Li?"

Xuanji said: "Hero Li fought in Yong'an City and already shocked the world. When he suddenly arrived in Luoyang this time, some people couldn't help but feel a little worried. What's more, the Wuji Temple in Yuntai Mountain has kept a big secret for hundreds of years. It is related to the safety of the martial arts. It is better to ask Li Daxia to understand. The poor monk is just a wandering monk who put up an order in the White Horse Temple. He was entrusted by others, so he found the benefactor Li, and wanted to ask the benefactor if he knew the big secret kept by Wuji Temple."

Li Qiufeng sneered and said, "What do you know? So what if you don't know?"

Xuanji said: "If the benefactor Li knows about this, the poor monk will invite the benefactor to go to the White Horse Temple with him, and stay in the temple for ten years. After ten years, the benefactor can leave the White Horse Temple by himself, and the poor monk will never stop him. If Benefactor Li doesn't know about this, then even if the poor monk has never been here, we will go on our way, each side."

Li Qiufeng said: "If Li casually said 'know' or 'don't know', how should the master deal with it?"

Xuanji said: "It is up to the benefactor to say 'know' or 'don't know', and it is up to the poor monk to say 'believe' or 'not believe'. Amitabha."

Li Qiufeng looked at the mystery, and said after a while: "After the master appeared, there was quite a lot of Buddhist principles in his words. I think I have practiced hard meditation for many years, and I have reached the state of 'inhumanity'. But although Li is not a Buddhist disciple, But I also know that if an eminent Buddhist monk wants to become a Buddha, he must break through the world of mortals and reach the realm of "no self-image" before he can abandon this stinky skin, realize his enlightenment, and attain the fruit position. Master Xuanji, I advise you to return to the White Horse Temple , and practice Kuzen for another ten years, and maybe argue with Li again, it will make Li admire three points."

Xuanji looked at Li Qiufeng, shook his head, and said: "Benefactor Li, you only know that form is emptiness, but you don't know that emptiness is form. If everything is emptiness, all people in the world will be ants and dust. At this level, unless you have the supreme Great wisdom, otherwise it is inevitable to regard all living beings as ants, and it is easy to fall into the way of demons if you kill them. Therefore, people who practice not only need to know that form is emptiness, but also know that emptiness is form, so that they can be afraid and not fall into the way of demons. "

The more Li Qiufeng listened to it, the more bored he became. Originally he still had a good impression of this monk, but now he was disgusted, and under his impatience, he wanted to curse.Xuanji looked at Li Qiufeng, heard the sound of his breathing getting heavier, knew that he was getting impatient, and immediately smiled, and said: "Since benefactor Li doesn't want to listen to the poor monk's nagging, you can pull out the knife and chop off the poor monk's heart." If the benefactor does not kill the poor monk, the poor monk will always persuade the benefactor to go to the White Horse Temple with the poor monk and practice Zen for ten years before he can leave the temple again."

Li Qiufeng's face darkened, and he shouted: "You monk is so unreasonable! Even if the government takes someone, it must have evidence. The monk originally wanted to kidnap Li to the White Horse Temple. Go to Shi Niao Zen. Li doesn't want to engage in these verbal disputes with you, if you want to make a move, you should draw a line."

Seeing that Li Qiufeng became more and more anxious, Xuanji only said that he had his own way, and he was relieved.He only heard him say in a deep voice: "Amitabha Buddha. The poor monk is a monk, so how can he draw any rules. Li benefactor, if you don't want to go to the White Horse Temple, you only need to kill the poor monk, and you can come and go freely. If you If you don't kill the poor monk, the poor monk will be like a maggot attached to the bone, and will follow the benefactor Li every day until the benefactor Li agrees to go to the White Horse Temple with the poor monk, and the poor monk will naturally stop bothering the benefactor."

Just as he finished speaking, Li Qiufeng sneered and said, "Okay, then I'll kill you!"

After Li Qiufeng finished speaking, he thrust the Police Evil Knife with its scabbard into the ground with his right hand, and only heard a "poof", the scabbard had been inserted half a foot into the ground.

Li Qiufeng let go of the police knife, and said to Monk Xuanji in a deep voice: "Master, please take action!"

At this time, the sky is cold and freezing, although the ground is covered with snow, but under the snow is frozen soil, which is harder than refined iron.I also didn't see how Li Qiufeng used so much force to stab the long knife with the scabbard in his hand towards the ground, and the scabbard was inserted half a foot into the ground, but this skill was extremely powerful.Xuanji is a person who knows the goods, seeing Li Qiufeng showing this skill, his heart is terrified, and he thought to himself: "It's no wonder that the power of the three masters of Wuji Temple, Kongming Temple and Xiaoyao Temple can't stop this demon cult monster. It seems that the news from the capital is not false, I have to be careful, otherwise I won't be able to stop this demon cultist, and losing my life is a small matter, I'm afraid all sects are in danger of being overthrown."

Thinking of this, Xuanji didn't speak any more, and suddenly struck out with his right palm, aiming at Li Qiufeng's vital point in the chest.At this time, the distance between the two was about two zhang. When Xuanji struck out with his right palm, he didn't see how hard he was, but his body floated straight towards Li Qiufeng.

Li Qiufeng only felt that there was a blur in front of his eyes, and the monk Xuanji had already arrived in front of him.The stench from the broken bowl hit directly, making the person want to vomit.At the same time, Monk Xuanji's right palm was like a knife, and a burst of cold air cut straight to Li Qiufeng's chest.

Although Li Qiufeng saw that this monk was extremely skilled in martial arts, he didn't expect that he would fight as soon as he said it, his body was as fast as lightning, and his palms were cold and vicious.So Li Qiufeng didn't dare to underestimate him, he shielded his chest with his left fist, and hit Monk Xuanji's face with his right fist.

As soon as Monk Xuanji made a move, he used the "Xuanbing God's Palm" that he had practiced for many years, and he was confident that Li Qiufeng would never dare to beat him up.Unexpectedly, Li Qiufeng only blocked with his left fist, but his right fist rushed towards his face.He is short and fat, and when his arms are stretched out, the distance he can strike with Li Qiufeng's right fist is not as long.Li Qiufeng used attack against attack, which was close to a losing-lose style of play.It's just that his arms are longer than Monk Xuanji's, so he naturally has the upper hand.I'm afraid that before Monk Xuanji's right palm hit Li Qiufeng's chest, his head had already been smashed to pieces by Li Qiufeng's punch.

In the blink of an eye, Monk Xuanji suddenly clasped the broken bowl with his left hand, and suddenly met Li Qiufeng's right fist.

This time the situation changed suddenly, Monk Xuanji's right palm remained the same, it still cut towards Li Qiufeng's chest.With his left hand, he used the broken bowl to block Li Qiufeng's punch, and took back the opportunity that was taken away by Li Qiufeng's strange move.Li Qiufeng used his fists to deal with the broken bowl, and naturally suffered a disadvantage.However, Monk Xuanji's Xuanbing Divine Palm is based on cold internal energy. If Li Qiufeng took this palm forcefully with his left fist, the cold internal energy of Xuanbing Divine Palm invaded his body, and he would definitely be seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)