I said Dongli in adversity

Chapter 107 Sword Evil and Human Evil

Clay mirror stand.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the earth.

A mountain monk was holding a gourd in his arms, lying on a boulder without caring about the image, and his body exuded the smell of alcohol.

It is supposed to be a Buddhist commandment to abstain from drinking, but this mountain monk is clearly a monk who has broken the commandment. Not only is it not enough for him to be drunk alone, but he also puts wine into his mouth from time to time.

However, the more he drank, the more sober the drinking mountain monk's eyes became.

The feather fan in the other hand was swaying slightly, looking at the white clouds in the sky, muttering vague words in his mouth, and seemed so unfathomable.

"Variables, variables, why are there such variables?"

At this moment, a sound of footsteps caught the attention of the mountain monk. No one had set foot on the mud mirror platform for a long time. Today someone came, but the footsteps were completely unfamiliar.

The mountain monk turned over and looked at the entrance of the clay mirror platform, only to see a handsome man in gray robes.

"Huh? Yi Yun from Yunmen Bacai?"

The last person of Yunmen is also a famous knight in the world. When he was surrounded by Jiuyou, he was rescued by Bai Yuheng and became the waiter of Ping'an Inn. This matter is no longer a secret now.

What puzzled the mountain monk was why Yi Yun came to the clay mirror platform.

He and Yi Yun had never met before, so there was only one possibility left: the Ping An Sword Immortal behind Yi Yun.

"Ji Yun has met the master." Yi Yun saluted the mountain monk in front of him.

Seeing this, the mountain monk shook his fan and chuckled several times, "A person who breaks the precepts should not be treated with such a great gift. I don't know why you came to the clay mirror platform?"

"As ordered by the master, I came to borrow something from the master."

"Oh? This is strange." The mountain monk shook his fan and laughed and said: "The broken monk has nothing to offer, so what else can tempt the Ping An Sword Immortal? Could it be the head on my neck?"

"The master is joking. Sir, he asked me to come and borrow the master's sword, Lotus Chan."

As soon as the word "Lian Jian" came out, the mountain monk's expression calmed down in an instant, and he sat up cross-legged.

"Lian Jian? Can you tell me why he wanted to borrow it?"

"Sir, he said that this sword has a fate with an employee of the current inn. It will be returned intact after being used."

"Employee? Who?" the mountain monk asked immediately.

"One of the two evils in the Northern Wulin, Jian Xie, Jian Xue Wuming!"

"Um?!"

When the mountain monk heard this, a burst of light burst out from his eyes. Even with Yiyun's foundation, he felt a lot of pressure. Looking at the ragged mountain monk in front of him, he actually showed an extraordinary appearance at this moment.

"Did he give any reason?"

"Sir, he only said that there will be a martial arts showdown at the inn in half a month. One of the people in the martial arts showdown lacks a suitable weapon."

In fact, Yi Yun didn't understand the reason why Bai Yuheng did this.

I just have a vague feeling that there may be a lot of mystery in it, and the key lies in the mountain monk in front of me who claims to have "broken the precepts".

"Ping An Sword Immortal? It seems that the changes seen by breaking the precepts originated from this."

As he finished speaking, he saw the feather fan fluttering in the hands of the mountain monk. In the pond in the distance, there was a sudden explosion, and a Buddhist sword broke out of the seal and landed in front of Yi Yun.

"This sword is Lian Jian. You can take it with you." The mountain monk looked at Yi Yun and said, "But please bring me a message to the Ping'an Sword Immortal."

"Master, please speak."

"Those who use the Buddha's fate to suppress the demon fetus and use the demon fetus to control the demon are also helpless. Even if destiny is irreversible, I hope he can try his best to preserve the demon fetus's chance of survival."

Ji Yun stretched out his hand to hold up the sword and nodded, "Jian Yun will bring these words to you. Thank you, master. Please." "The demon of the past will appear, and a lotus will support him. You have fought for this with your life for the world." How much improvement can a period of time bring to this catastrophe?"

"Amitabha, I never imagined that there are Buddhist friends in this place."

"Ok?"

Just as one person left, another person came. Today's mud mirror stand was so lively that the mountain monk was a little surprised.

However, when the person caught his eye, he was filled with pearls, nobility, and an extraordinary aura. Even the mountain monk could not praise him over and over again.

"Dare you ask my Buddhist friend the Dharma name?"

"Thousands of years of practicing together, there is no boat but one sail; boundless sinking, the sea of ​​​​dharma is sailing. My Buddhist friends call me, but there is no boat."

……

……

In the same morning, the same ray of sunshine shines on the roof of Ping An Inn.

A pot of wine, two evil spirits, a sword evil without a sword, and a human evil who has lost himself.

Since the two of them came to Ping'an Inn, the roof has become a place where they often meet, just like the bonfire placed in front of them when they first met.

"Time flies by very quickly." Jian Xue Wuming grabbed a handful of peanuts in his hand and chewed them till his mouth was filled with fragrance.

Each one is peeled, with plump grains and the same size. As a newly developed snack by Tanlao Yin, it has received unanimous praise from several people who like to drink as soon as it came out.

"I can't believe it's been almost half a month."

On the side, Yi Jian Feng Chan sipped his wine and squinted, "You seem to be very adaptable to this kind of life."

"It feels very relaxed and comfortable, without any burden." Jian Xue Wuming said his feelings truthfully.

"I didn't feel that much burden on you before." Yijian Fengchan said leisurely.

He has known Jianxue Wuming for a long time, and even the name Jianxue Wuming was given by him. Once upon a time, the other person was like a child, always talking about "why", and then later he was too lazy to deal with others and directly He had gone into seclusion, but during the short period of more than ten days at Ping'an Inn, Yi Jian Fengchan keenly felt that something in Jian Xue Wuming's body was rapidly transforming.

Jianxue Wuming just shook his head when he heard this, "I can't describe this feeling, but it feels good, really good. For the first time, it gave me the idea that staying here feels good."

"Since you like it here, it's okay to stay here." Yijian Fengchan said.

"What about you?" Jianxue Wuming looked at Yijian Fengchan and asked, "Stay here with me, wouldn't you?"

"..."

Yijian Fengchan was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "No, at least not yet."

"After I kill the boy who swallowed Buddha, I will come back here to stay with you for a while, but if you want me to stay here forever like you, it is impossible."

"Why do you insist on killing the Buddha-Eating Boy?"

Hearing this, Yi Jian Feng Chan just shook his head, "You have already asked this question, and I have also said it. This is fate. Yi Jian Feng Chan was born to kill the boy who swallowed the Buddha."

"But swallowing Buddha and enshrining Zen, aren't they different ways of achieving the same goal under different circumstances?"

"I have already heard this conversation." Yijian Fengchan replied, "But I can see that, my friend, you have found the meaning of your life."

"I do not know either."

"Ha, don't worry, the promise of sealing Zen with one sword will be effective forever."

After I kill the boy who swallowed the Buddha, I will accompany you in this inn...

(End of this chapter)