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The old monk's words seemed to have some magical power. In a moment, he calmed down the JinYuTang. His evil spirit and anger gradually dissipated. He murmured to himself, "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Not only JinYuTang, but also the two elders and Xiao Anguo, who don't understand Buddhism, also feel a cool feeling in their hearts, such as master Chen, abbot of enlightenment and master of Dharma. Needless to say, they understand Buddhism and nature. Even so, hearing the words of the old monk, they seem to have heard the most beautiful words in the world A profound Buddhist manager is just like Mu Chunfeng.

Xiao Yuanshan helped the unconscious Xiao yuruo and nodded thoughtfully when he heard the old monk's words.

Jin Zhengzhong, who was holding his father's upper body, also put his father's body on the ground in a trance and came slowly.

Jin Yutang's thought seems to be engaged in some kind of deep and inextricable struggle, just like a dragon and a fierce tiger hovering in his body. They all want to defeat each other, but it seems that they will never be able to defeat each other. That kind of struggle, that kind of painful suffering, makes him have a sense of split personality.

Life and death, success and failure, power and desire, money and status, all of these are presented in my mind like a movie.

Now, I have been in the world for more than two centuries. I began to learn martial arts at the age of three. I became a master of martial arts at the age of 23. At the age of 30, I became famous all over the world. At the age of 40, I inherited the position of the head of the family and got the top secret of the family. At the age of 50, I was one of the top four in the end of Wulin. When I knew that my blood was the blood of the royal family of Liao, I felt uneasy The tumultuous power, which drives him to climb up constantly, comes from the bottom of his heart and makes him move forward constantly.

When he fell down, he got up, killed all his enemies, and then went to find the next goal. In order to complete the great cause of reconstructing the imperial style of the Liao Dynasty, he did not hesitate to feign death, disappeared for a century, and secretly cultivated his son. But his son died in the hands of Xiao Anguo. He attacked the Chinese defense line many times, but failed many times. Although he failed many times, he fought many times.

The secret of eternal life, which is sought after by people in the Wulin, has followed him for a century, but he has no chance to practice his esoteric martial arts. In the end, he was stolen by Xiao Anguo and repeatedly went to Shaolin, but he was also intercepted by mysterious people.

One by one, one by one, appeared in JinYuTang's mind.

JinYuTang muttered to himself: "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. But, master, I can't go back. I can't put it down... "

The old monk laughed and said slowly, "well, what can't you put down, benefactor?"

JinYuTang thought about it and said slowly, "Jiangshan."

The old monk said with a smile, "Jiangshan? What is Jiangshan? It's just a stage. After you sing, I'll be on the stage. The success or failure of right and wrong will turn to nothing. After all, it's hard to escape the washing of history. The merits and demerits, the right and wrong, the obsession, and the death will not be safe. Are these what you want? The vast world, the vast expanse, and all living beings are the guests of samsara. You are, I am, and everyone is. Why do you insist on the stage between the two sides? "

JinYuTang seemed to think about it again and said, "I can't let go of the pursuit of immortality."

The old monk laughed again and said slowly, "if you are a hundred years old, it's better to keep the precepts for one day. If life is a hundred years old, it's better to live one day and concentrate on learning wisdom. If the life insurance company is 100 years old, it's better to strive for improvement than to live one day. If you are a hundred years old and don't know the meaning of the road, it's better to live one day and learn only the Dharma. "

After hearing this, Jin Yutang could not think of anything more. However, the evil thoughts and demons in his body seemed to be gathering constantly, trying to control his consciousness. He only felt a headache, and his mood was hard to calm. His face, especially his eyes and lips, was sometimes pale and sometimes black.

After a while, JinYuTang cried out in pain, "ah, demon monk, what have you done to me? I'll kill you

The old monk laughed again and said slowly: "ha ha, as the saying goes, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? If you can make the benefactor turn around, even if you kill the old monk, the old monk will have no regrets. Do it."

"Well, you demon monk, I'll kill you!" JinYuTang said, then screamed wildly, rushed to the old monk in front of him, slapped him down, only to see the old monk standing still, still with a faint smile, looking at him.

This palm down, but a congenital late realm of the master played, where ordinary people can bear it.

The old monk didn't fight back or evade. He was beaten by JinYuTang.

Under one palm, the old monk immediately vomited blood.

They were very surprised. The abbot and master Wufa could not help but worry. They wanted to reach out and stop the violence of JinYuTang, but they were stopped by master Chen.

Master liaochen said softly, "don't disturb the holy monk Duhua Jinyu hall."

It was only then that they realized that the monk was in the Duhua Jinyu hall.

JinYuTang slapped the old monk and vomited blood. It seemed that he was not reconciled and unconvinced. "Why don't you fight back? What do you mean you don't fight back? Do you think I dare not kill you? "With such a cry, JinYuTang hit the old monk again and again. However, the old monk still didn't fight back, didn't dodge, until he vomited blood and staggered.

Just listen to the old monk slowly said: "benefactor, I don't know what you can't put down after you defeat the old monk?"

"I I can't let go of I just can't let go of My son, my grandson... " The Golden Jade hall seems to be very painful to shout a way.

At this time, the old monk grabbed the miserable body of Jin ManJiang, which had just been put on the ground by the pig owl. The old monk grabbed the body of Jin ManJiang, and he came over in an instant. He handed it to Jin Yutang and said slowly, "your grandson is here."

When Jin Yutang saw that his grandson Jin ManJiang had left half of his body, he couldn't help faltering for a while, slowly retreated and murmured, "no, no, this is not my grandson!"

"This is your grandson, and he was killed by yourself!" The old monk said. As soon as he threw it away, half of Jin ManJiang's body flew away. Jin Yutang stepped back and the body followed closely.

"I killed, I killed me, I killed my grandson, I destroyed the Jin family Ah... " JinYuTang cried out like a madman.

When he cried out for a long time, after all, he had no strength. He knelt down dejectedly, picked up the body of his grandson, knelt down on the ground again, and begged to the old monk: "master, master shenseng, please, please kill me."

"Amitabha, it's good, it's good. My Buddha is merciful and opens the door to save all living beings. It's too late to save you. How can I kill you?

Buddha has five colored stems, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata, one wood and one floating life, one grass and one heaven, one leaf and one Bodhi, one sand and one bliss, one side and one pure land, one smile and one dust margin, one thought and one quiet.... " The old monk said slowly, reciting the "Buddha meditation mantra" again.

JinYuTang heavy closed his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes, put down his grandson's body, murmured and repeated the "Tathagata meditation mantra", "Buddha born five color stems, a flower a world, a leaf a Tathagata, a tree a floating life, a grass a heaven, a leaf a bodhi, a sand a bliss, a side a pure land, a smile a dust edge, a read a quiet..." The old monk said slowly, reciting the "Buddha meditation mantra" again.

Over and over again.

I don't know how long time has passed. JinYuTang slowly stood up and called his great grandson jinzhongzheng over. He said slowly, "Zhong'er, you are right. Go back and forth from there. Go your own way and do your own business. Don't forget to take away your father's body and let him return to his hometown."

"Great grandfather!" Jin Zhengzhong, the pig owl, cried out, kneeling down in front of Jin Yutang.

JinYuTang slowly picked up Jin Zhengzhong and walked to the dead body of Xu Lang on the ground. He gently raised his hand and lifted up Xu Lang's body. Xu Lang's body was floating in the air.

They didn't understand, but they were stopped by the old monk. They said slowly, "Amitabha, benefactor Jin, do you think about it?"

JinYuTang nodded heavily, "please complete it!"