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At the foot of Wulong Mountain, beside the Yellow River.

The water of the Yellow River comes from the west, the river is soupy, muddy and sandy, a figure in gray clothes stands on a big rock, it is an old monk, holding a fishing rod, fishing.

The old monk was standing by the river like a log, motionless. He had been fishing for several hours, but he never caught a single fish. But the old monk seemed to be very patient, and he was not in a hurry, just stood quietly , Waiting for the fish that has not yet taken the bait.

I don't know how long it has passed, and suddenly the old monk's ears moved slightly, and he smiled slightly and said: "Benefactor, since you are here, why don't you come out and see."

There was no one around, and he seemed to be speaking to the air, but 2 minutes later, a figure suddenly appeared behind the old monk.

"Old guy, it looks like I haven't seen you in so many years, and your strength has improved a lot, and you discovered me so quickly." It was also an old monk, wearing a yellow cassock, with white beard and hair, faintly An otherworldly atmosphere.

"The benefactor wanted to be discovered by me, so I found out. If the benefactor doesn't want to be discovered by me, how can he find out?" The old monk turned around, looked at the person who came and said, "I just don't know, I should call you Should I call you a benefactor of Guo Zhiyao, or should I call you Master Tonghui?"

"Guo Zhiyao is me, Master Tonghui is me, what's the difference?" the man said flatly.

"Benefactor Guo has a great opinion, but the old monk has fallen behind." The old monk nodded and clasped his hands together.

Hearing the name Guo Benefactor, the face of the visitor turned cold quietly. Guo Zhiyao is him, and Master Tonghui is him, but the names are different, and the meanings are also different.

The old monk didn't call him Master Tonghui, but Master Guo, making it clear that he wanted to have a conversation with his identity.

"People all over the world say that you understand how mages are indifferent to fame and wealth, but they don't know that you have such deep scheming, and you are so fussy about a title, and you are so persistent." Guo Zhiyao sneered.

The old monk did not change his face, and said slowly: "Since Master Guo came as the old Patriarch of the Guo family, it is natural to call him Master Guo. If Master Guo came as the guardian of the White Horse Temple, then you are Venerable Master Tonghui, you, Master Guo, understand the reason behind this much better than the old monk."

This Guo Zhiyao was the only surviving Old Master Guo of the Guo family, and the old monk was the Master Enlightenment that Jiang Feng had been seeking but never saw.

"However you put on a show, it's nothing more than clever talk." Guo Zhiyao snorted coldly.

"Guo Shi majored in Fudo Zen and passed the test. His grasp of the human heart has reached the point where an old monk can't match it. The old monk admires it." Master Wu Wu said as if he couldn't hear the irony in Guo Zhiyao's words.

"You have been here in the world of mortals for decades, you haven't improved much in cultivation, but you have a thicker skin. I admire the old man very much." Guo Zhiyao sneered, but he didn't stick to that topic.

Because he is very clear that the dharma master's Zen method is amazing, gently pick it up, put it down gently, not just a few words can disturb his original mind, if he is persistent, it must be embarrassing for himself.

Hearing these words, a gleam of light flashed in Master Wu's slightly cloudy eyes, and then he smiled compassionately and recited the Buddha's name.

"Wu Wu, you have been fishing here for decades, but have you ever caught a fish?" Guo Zhiyao is not the kind of person who likes to be passive, so he will take the initiative to be discovered by Master Wu Wu. At this time, he is also actively speaking and controlling With absolute initiative.

"Yes." Master Wu Wu nodded.

"Oh, really?" Guo Zhiyao frowned, slightly curious.

"Naturally, monks don't tell lies." Master Wu put his palms together and said with eyebrows raised.

"There is no bait and no hook, even fish can take the bait, so what is it if it is not a lie?" Guo Zhiyao said in a deep voice.

"Fish live by water, live by eating water and grass, and wander indefinitely throughout their lives. Apart from being caught and fed into their stomachs, does Master Guo know what the true meaning of their existence is?" Master Wu Wu asked.

"Why?" Guo Zhiyao said calmly.

"It's all just waiting for a chance to jump over the dragon's gate." Master Wu Wu sighed softly.

"Sharp teeth." Guo Zhiyao refuted loudly.

Master Wu Wu smiled without saying a word. Seeing that smile, Guo Zhiyao was a little upset. In his opinion, Master Wu Wu was fishing for fakes and waiting for the fish to take the bait was the truth.

But today, he became the fish that took the bait.

Then Guo Zhiyao sneered, broke off a branch at random, threw it into the river with his hands, and then pulled his big hand, and he pulled a carp out of the water.

"Do you see if this fish can jump over the dragon's gate?" Guo Zhiyao said coldly.

"It can't." Master Wu Wu said slowly.

"So it died." Guo Zhiyao said grimly.

"Excellent, excellent." Master Wu Wu said, chanting the Buddha's name.

"Fake mercy." Guo Zhiyao threw the carp into the river, and said in a sinister manner.

"How can compassion be true or false?" Master Wu Wu shook his head.

"There are good and evil in people's hearts, why is there no truth in compassion?" Guo Zhiyao said quickly.

"Then you say, are you good or evil?" Master Wu Wu asked with downcast eyes.

"A person like you thinks that you are the most benevolent person in the world. In your eyes, I am naturally the one full of evil. I wish that the best people in the world can fight each other with swords and axes. Why take off your pants and fart? What's the point of asking?" ?” Guo Zhiyao’s eyes were stern.

"I think it's me, you think it's you, if you don't even know whether you are good or evil, how can outsiders be able to tell the difference." Master Wu Wu said.

"I do good and I do evil, are you satisfied?" Guo Zhiyao said coldly.

He is ordained and returned to Buddhism, and he does not practice Zen, but it does not lie in the Zen itself, but to use it to practice. His Buddhist principles are naturally not as good as those of Master Wu.

"Everyone in the world has two sides, good and evil. This is the law of heaven, even old monks are no exception. However, Master Guo served the Buddha for many years, and his hostility has never disappeared. It is really regrettable." Master Wu Wu said with a complex expression.

"Do you know what I am cultivating? What I am cultivating is not a Buddha, but my will." Guo Zhiyao was noncommittal about this.

"You are possessed." Master Wuwu sighed softly.

"What is a Buddha and what is a demon? You are a Buddha with empty teeth and false compassion like this? I am a demon when I face my heart? Such a Buddha, what do I want? It is better to become a demon!" Guo Zhiyao laughed loudly.

Master Wu was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't know why Master Guo came here this time?"

"Do you remember the three-palm agreement between you and me 20 years ago?" Guo Zhiyao asked.

20 years ago, when the two had a duel, Guo Zhiyao lost a hand to Master Wu Wu, and since then he disappeared and fell into Buddhism. 20 years later, he walked out of the White Horse Temple and came for the promise of the three palms.

"Please." Master Wu Wu said without hesitation.

Master Wu knew that he had already said what he needed to say. Since Guo Zhiyao came for him, it didn't matter why. The important thing was that if Guo Zhiyao's purpose failed, Guo Zhiyao would not leave.

"Okay, take my first palm first." Master Wu Wu was straightforward, and Guo Zhiyao was even more straightforward. He raised his hand and slapped Master Wu Wu.

Guo Zhiyao came here because of the defeat 20 years ago, but of course he didn't come here purely because of that palm. He has retreated for 20 years and practiced Fudo Zen. Now he urgently needs to find an opponent to prove his strength. .Master Wu Wu is undoubtedly the most qualified to be his opponent, so Guo Zhiyao is here.

Guo Zhiyao slapped directly towards Master Wu's Tianling Gai, simple and direct, full of domineering.

Master Wuwu made a move, and pushed out a palm horizontally, blocking the palm that Guo Zhiyao had patted.

After a palm, Master Wu Wu's figure flickered, he made a wrong step, and took a step back. On the big rock he was standing on, he left a deep footprint, which shows the strength of Guo Zhiyao's palm.

"I haven't seen you for 20 years. Benefactor Guo's cultivation has already reached a point where even an old monk can't see through it. This kind of progress is really amazing. It's gratifying, and it's not in vain for these 20 years of hard work." Master Wu Wu said.

"What's the point of being hypocritical? Do you think that if you show off your words and compliment me, I will show mercy, put away your poor innocence!" Guo Zhiyao replied, and said in a low voice, "Second palm."

Without any hesitation, Guo Zhiyao made another move.

It was still a big hand slapping down, but the air was condensed by him, like a mountain pressing down on Master Wu Wu.

Master Wu Wu made a move, with a skinny palm protruding from the wide sleeve, it seemed that there was no difference from the first time, but this time the speed of the move was much faster, in addition to being fast, it was more A bit heavy breath.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Mage Wu Wu stepped back again, this time he took two steps back, leaving two deep footprints, deep in his throat, he let out a muffled sound, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Guo Zhiyao stood motionless, looked at Master Wuwu coldly, and said, "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, how do you feel now?"

"Benefactor Guo, whether it is talent or perseverance, is rare in this life of an old monk, and the old monk sighs that he is inferior." Master Wu Wu said softly.

"Are you admitting defeat?" Guo Zhiyao shouted with a gleam in his eyes.

Master Wu Wu smiled slightly and said, "Benefactor Guo's hostility has not subsided, how can he admit defeat? For the third palm, Benefactor Guo still strikes."

"As you wish!" Guo Zhiyao had a hideous look on his face, and he shot for the third time, and as he pressed down with his big hand, the water of the Yellow River behind Master Wu was forcibly rolled up.

With a "boom", the surface of the water exploded as if a bomb had been thrown by someone, and the water splashed in all directions, like a downpour. There are spots of yellow mud on it, and it looks a little embarrassed.

But despite the embarrassment, except for a little pale face, Master Wu Wu's expression was incomparably peaceful, neither sad nor happy, and Guo Zhiyao disappeared from Master Wu Wu's body at some time.