Chapter 299 Shamen

After tearing up the rune paper given by Xiao Shami, he only felt dark in front of him, and he appeared in the Daxiong Hall of Yuquan Temple in Yangshan, Danggui Island.

Except for the small sandi sitting in the center, there is no one in the Daxiong Hall.

Seeing Xiao Shami, the painting halberd was calm and did not deceive himself. This figure was indeed able to spread himself to the hall of Yuquan Temple in an instant.

Little Shami put down the wooden fish she was knocking and suddenly turned around and said, "Lord, you are finally here."

The painting halberd settled down a little, and the other party seemed to have expected that he would appear at this moment.

"The master knew that I would come back today?"

Little Sami shook his head: "I've been staying here since you left."

The halberd thought for a moment and took out the square Jinpa of the woman in the sedan chair from his pocket: "Master, this is the woman in the sedan chair that I asked me to hand over to you. She said that you will naturally know what it means after reading it."

Little Shami supported his left knee with his right hand, stood up slowly, put his hands together and read the Buddha number again, and then reached out to take the Jinpa.

Jinpa is ordinary and ordinary, and there is nothing special about it.

Little Sami took the Jinpa, but suddenly a golden flame ignited in his hand, and the flame burned the Jinpa clean in the blink of an eye. Then he clapped his hands and whispered, "So the donor is going to kill Shamen now?"

The halberd lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and said, "Master, you'd better hand over the Magic Lotus Sutra to me first. After I came out of Shamen, I will come to return the Magic Lotus Sutra with both hands."

Little Sami put her hands together again and whispered, "Good." With that, a simple yellow book appeared in his hand.

The writing is simple, and the five words of "Miaofa Lianhuajing" are written with golden light, and there is a sense of epiphany.

The painting is amazing. This is just half a volume of the Lotus Sutra, which makes people feel magical. In case it is the whole volume, I don't know what will happen.

After giving him the Lotus Sutra, Xiao Shami put his hands together and added again: "The person the donor wants to find is on the shore and the other on the shore."

The painting halberd put the scriptures into the beard ring and asked, "On the shore, on the shore? What the hell is Shamen?

Little Sha Heshi smiled softly: "The donor will know as soon as he goes."

The painting halberd nodded and didn't do much for a long time. Now that he has got the Magic Lotus Sutra, it's better to go back to Baolin Temple first.

In Passepartout, he has been thinking about what the man in the fiery red python robe called 'the smell of Shamen, 'the place where everything is silent', and 'it'... If you can make the other party say this kind of evaluation, the things in Shamen will certainly not be very good.

And he vaguely felt that the things inside the Shamen were related to the oil poem that framed him.

Although his intuition has never been very accurate, it is certain that Master Qingshan had expected many things to happen to him a long time ago and arranged many retreats for himself.

The old man Xue mixed is one of them, and he sacrificed hundreds of millions of creatures in the gentleman's country to make himself understand the way of heaven.

And from the time of Xiao Shami, he suddenly appeared to pull himself away and let himself understand the 'God's way' smoothly. It is likely that Xiao Shami also has a lot to do with his master Qingshan.

Otherwise, he can only act as a bystander, so why do he have to help himself?

Many things happened in, and he silently read the original 'oil poem'--

The natural strategy is lost, the demon star descends, the giant ape first appears, the catastrophe comes to the east, and there is no longer practice the truth on the human island; the stars are chaotic, strange treasures appear, the blood prison tower comes out, and the reincarnation is not returned.

Although this oil poem was left by Murong Xiaoyu, the women in the sedan chair believe in this oil poem, indicating that this oil poem is probably not all arranged.

Recalling what has happened in the past 20 years, he found that most of the contents of the poem had been answered.

First of all, Tiance loss should refer to the depravity of Tiance Gate. Judging from the current situation of Tiance Gate being controlled by the woman in the sedan chair, it is true.

Second, the demon star fell, and even Murong Xiaoyu admitted that he was a demon star, so this is certainly true.

Third, the first appearance of the giant ape is related to his own. At the beginning, he incarnated as a towering giant ape in the Valley of Medicine King. And even if not counting the time when he went to Yaowang Valley, the old man also incarnated as a towering giant ape on the animal island. Moreover, even the ancestors of the towering giant ape, the patriarch of the original heavenly ape, the fiery red python robe, came out of the ten-way disillusionment array. This is obviously true.

There is no more cultivation on Rendao. This time, he personally circled a big circle on Rendao. He fully agrees with the statement that there is no cultivation on Rendao. Although the situation of monks on the island seems to be much stronger now, is there any difference between these walking dead without any self-consciousness? After such a big circle on the human island, he temporarily found that only a few sects were still alive. In this way, there is no difference between Xiuzhendao on Rendao and no opinion, and even the Wugen Mountain Magic Road has been driven out of Rendao.

Now that I think about it, the old man is determined to escape from the human island. Maybe he has faintly discovered the difference on the human island.

However, the words 'cause came from the east', 'a strange treasure', 'blood prison tower' and 'reincarnation' behind the oil poem are not good-looking.

There are too many treasures in heaven and earth. The disaster and reincarnation are too mysterious. What is the Blood Prison Tower? He has never heard of it.

With the sound of Master Qingshan's death, he vaguely felt that he could not only find his precious son, but also find the truth about this limerick.

When I returned to Baolin Temple, I saw the little fat Buddha fighting with Master Huineng in the meditation room. The two sides were fighting happily.

He doesn't want to know what kind of machine front the two sides played, because he extremely hates playing Zen machines. Speaking of which, it's better to have a fight directly.

The old man Xue Hun closed his eyes in the house to refresh his mind. After the painting halberd came back, he just opened his eyes slightly and closed his eyes again.

The painting halberd breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if they didn't know about going to the human island, so that they wouldn't worry.

He did not immediately go to Master Huineng to take him to Shamen immediately, but returned to the house and carefully adjusted. On the island, he suffered some minor injuries. Although there was nothing serious, he wanted to enter the Shamen in the most perfect state, because he didn't know what kind of danger was inside. .

Fortunately, his physique is special, and he recovers quickly, but in three days, his body recovered as before.

I got up and went to the Zen room, but I didn't expect that the little fat Buddha was still playing with the Zen machine.

The little fat man pointed to himself who suddenly came in and said, "Look."

The old monk Huineng replied, "Don't look."

The little fat man said, "Listen."

The old monk Huineng replied again, "Don't listen."

The little fat Buddha got up: "How can you become a Buddha if you don't see or hear? If you don't see the world's sadness and joy, how can you become a Buddha if you only cultivate yourself?

Huineng old monk's white beard fluttered on his chest, stretched out his right hand, pointed to himself first, and then pointed to the little fat Buddha.

The painting halberd also guessed at this time. What the old monk said was that if he wanted to cross others and cross himself first, he was not quiet, and he still went to cross people, isn't it harmful?

The little fat Buddha wanted to say more, and the little monk who had been kneeling on the side in silence suddenly said, "I haven't crossed the first person, but it's just the three poisons in my heart." His meaning is similar to that of the old monk Huineng, but the little monk is more ruthless. He directly scolded the little fat Buddha, just because of the greed, arage and infatuation in his heart. In short, it is just to satisfy his vanity.

The little monk's words directly questioned the Buddha's purity.

The little fat man's chubby little face turned red.

The painting halberd recognized that this was the little monk who had been scared by him outside the monk's house. He had previously seen that the other party's roots were wonderful, and he considered that if he wanted to revive the Tuxin Sect, he could not rely on himself alone.

That's why I can make threats and say the words of the law of the jungle. I want to break the Buddha root of the little monk and make him unable to practice Buddhism anymore. Now it seems to be a failure.

When the old monk Huineng heard the words of the little monk of Shenhui, he raised his snow-white eyebrows slightly: "God will! How can you be so disrespectful to great virtue! Go to your brother to get 800 boards, and then copy the Diamond Sutra a thousand times with clear water!"

The little monk of the God Society was scared and quickly retreated respectfully.

The painting halberd looked at the little monk who hurriedly withdrew from his side and joked at the old monk Huineng, "Master, how about giving me your apprentice?"

The little fat Buddha stared at himself angrily: "What is such a stupid disciple going to do?"

The halberd looked at the little fat man pretending to be an adult, smiled and said nothing.

The old monk Huineng stood up and saluted with his hands together: "Has the donor taken the Lotus Sutra?"

When the little fat man heard this, he stood up, raised his hand and said angrily, "Why did you go to People's Island? How can you go to the People's Island alone? If something happens to you, how can I explain to Aunt Yuan Fei and Aunt Feng'er!"

The painting halberd rubbed the little fat Buddha's head hard: "It's indeed taken back. I don't know when the master can help open the door of fate?"

Huineng old monk put his hands together: "Anytime."

The painting halberd immediately decided: "Go now!"

......

Next to Baolin Temple, Caoxi Peak was near the edge of the cliff. The old monk Huineng bent down slightly and moved a big stone under the tree, revealing a dark hole. He pointed to it and said, "The deepest part of the donor is the Shamen of Mingdao."

The halberd nodded. Although the little fat Buddha was clamoring to come, the halberd did not take him, but let the old man Xue Hun watch him. Because no one can predict what the danger is inside.

The old monk Huineng took the lead and bowed down to the dark hole.

The painting halberd followed. As soon as it entered the cave, the big stone that had been removed banged again and blocked the hole.

He was surprised that he did not feel any fluctuations in his divine consciousness, and the big stone seemed to plug the hole by himself.

"Master, since Mingdao Shamen needs to open the Lotus Sutra, it should be very important for you. How can it be so simple to block it with a big stone?" The halberd walked in the mouth of the hole where the sun could not be seen and asked.

"This was arranged by the original ancestor. It's not so easy for others to move away this big stone, even if it's the donor." The voice of the old monk Hui Neng came from the front in the dark.

The painting halberd followed silently, and I don't know what's going on in this cave. The further down, the darkness around it becomes. It is reasonable that the practitioners have seen the night like day. As a result, with such cultivation, he can only see a darkness, and what's more horrible is that when he was at the mouth of the cave, the divine consciousness It can be slightly poked out, but it has only gone down for a while, and the divine consciousness is firmly confined to the sea of knowledge as if it had been imprisoned.

Although it is dark, the five senses are still there, and you can slowly explore.

I only feel that what I am stepping on should be a winding stone steps in the countryside. On the four walls, where my hands touch, there is moist soil and occasional hard stones.

The channel is very narrow, and you can only listen to the footsteps of the old monk Hui Neng in front of you.

To be honest, I still have some speculation in my heart, but at this moment, I can only follow it.

For good, in order to guide himself, the old monk Huineng in front of him has been praising the scriptures: "... Seeing that the five aggregates are empty, all suffering..."

The painting halberd went all the way down the sound of chanting scriptures.

An hour later, the sound of chanting suddenly stopped, followed by the voice of the old monk Huineng: "Lord, here we are."

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