Murder Master

Chapter 326 Buddha's Front Shaving

The void trembled, and a crack that could not be seen with the naked eye appeared in the air. Yuan Ziyan fell out of the crack, stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

This is a Zen room covered with bluestone floor tiles. Under her, there is a Buddhist transfer array that is slowly disappearing. She pulled off the prayer flag on her head and held it tightly in her hand. Tears flowed out disappointingly. She knew that this Zen room was the Zen room of Master Chen Yun, and the Buddhist transfer array under her was also left by Master Chen Yun.

The situation is still the same, but the person is no longer there.

What happened in Kungu Mountain has passed. However, at this moment, it appeared in front of Yuan Ziyan one by one, which made her unable to help but feel sad. The flame of hatred is also burning silently in my heart, getting more and more crazy.

The urgent footsteps came and soon stopped at the door. The door was pushed open, and a young girl appeared at the door. She looked at Yuan Ziyan in surprise and said for a while, "Sister Ziyan, why is it you?"

This girl is a disciple of Master Chen Yun. I thought it was Chen Yunshi who came back, so he hurried to check, but he happened to see Yuan Ziyan, who was holding the prayer flag in her hand and crying silently. This young girl has a French name, which is called Jingyue.

"Sister Ziyan, what's wrong with you?" Jingyue saw the tears in the corners of Yuan Ziyan's eyes. She hurried in and helped Yuan Ziyan up.

"I'm fine..." Yuan Ziyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Where's my master?" Jingyue asked, "Why didn't you see her come back?"

"The third master, she...she...wow..." Before she said it, the sadness in her heart came, and Yuan Ziyan finally cried out.

"Sister Ziyan, what's going on? What's going on with my master? Are you talking about it?" Jingyue is anxious.

"Third Master, she... she's dead!" Yuan Ziyan said in a trembling voice.

This sentence was like a clear sky and a bolt falling on the top of her head. Jingyue Nvni was stunned and couldn't speak.

"When will you grow up?" An old voice suddenly came from outside the door. The sound is clean and neat, without any emotion, like a cold spring leaning down from the ice peak, flowing through the mountain stream without taking away any dust.

Hearing this sound, Yuan Ziyan and Jingyue's bodies shook slightly and ran out in a hurry.

The sun falls from the sky and shines on the magnificent Buddhist temples, which is more solemn and atmospheric. Lao Ni, dressed in a yellow monk, stood under the steps outside the door. Her body was slightly thin, but it gave people a feeling that she was more upright than a pine and harder than a rock. Her face is thin, and her beautiful face in those years can be faintly seen. The corners of her eyes are already full of wrinkles, and it is difficult to hide the traces engraved by the knife of time, but those eyes are faint and wise.

She is the master of Buddhism, the patriarch of Cishui in the South China Sea, and the master of Chenxin.

Master Dust Heart stands between the tall and towering Buddhist temples and meridian towers with an old body, but the momentum is the strongest. It makes people feel that this large South China Sea Cishui Sect is centered on her. If she disappears here, the aura here and the majesty here will be much weaker.

A person's momentum is to suppress the whole island and the whole South China Sea Cishui Sect. The strength of the master of Chenxin is not comparable to the late Chen Yunshitai, nor can it be comparable to the people who destroy the precepts.

Yuan Ziyan and Jingyue knelt in front of Master Dust Heart. Yuan Ziyan choked and said, "Master, my disciple is incompetent... Third Master, she..."

"Don't say any more. Just last night, her long life lamp went out, and I knew that she had gone." Master Chenxin said lightly.

"Master, the third master was killed by a ghost refiner named Bainiao Chong..."

"Ziyan, don't you understand what I mean?" Master Chenxin's tone became slightly harsher.

Yuan Ziyan lowered her head and did not dare to look at the stern eyes of Master Dust Heart.

Master Chenxin said, "There are two major events in life, one is birth and the other is death. This is something that everyone has to face. Chen Yun has finished these two things. For her, it is liberation, not pain. I usually ask you to recite the scriptures and understand Zen. Up to now, haven't you even understood such a simple truth?

"Disciple... I know it wrong."

"Your third master usually hunted the ghost refiner, but now he is killed by the ghost refiner. This is a causal reincarnation and can't escape. People in our Buddhism don't kill. Although the people she killed are ghosts in the dark world, they also break the killing rules. My Buddha is merciful and punishes, which is also God's will. Both of you should understand this truth." Master Chenxin slowly reasoned.

"The disciple knows." Yuan Ziyan and Jingyue answered at the same time.

Master Chenxin sighed, "You understand this and that, but I know that's not what you think in your heart. Why did I come here just now? That's because in this Buddhist situation, there is no room for killing and hatred, and both of you have hatred and killing in your hearts. I want you to think before and sweep away the murderous thoughts in your hearts and the hatred in your hearts. Do you have any comments?

"No." After being stunned for a moment, Yuan Ziyan was a little unwilling to say, "Master, I can forget the hatred in my heart and put down the killing thoughts in my heart, but Bainiao Chong is an extremely evil ghost refiner. My disciples even suspect that he has got the flower of the three worlds without roots. Now if I don't get rid of him, he will become a climate, and it will be more difficult to destroy him. . "

Master Chenxin smiled indifferently, "You also said that you are relieved of the hatred in your heart and the killing thoughts in your heart. Isn't this hatred and killing thoughts? Are you unwilling in your heart that you want me to kill the ghost refiner and bud called Bai Niao Chong?

"Master..."

"You said that the ghost refiner called Bainiao Chong has a root flower, which is the body of the three worlds. This is his opportunity, and others can't force it. Rootless flowers only grow people who have a relationship with it, and others can't envy it. If he becomes a climate because of this, it is also God's will. At that time, someone will naturally destroy him, so why bother you to think about it? Hatred is bitter, and greed is also bitter.

Yuan Ziyan bit her lips gently with her silver teeth. She was unwilling, but she didn't dare to say any more.

"Your body is the blood of your father Yuan Batian, which is the blood of the overlord, and it is difficult to get rid of his anger. I want you to stay on Buddha Island and devote themselves to practice and enlightenment, but you always have to interfere in your father's affairs. You are unfinished, and the six are unfinished. If you have the root of Buddhism, you will make great achievements. As a teacher, I really don't want to see you sink like this. Master Chenxin said, "You don't have to go to the Buddha hall to think about it. Shut down with me. I want to pass on your supreme Dharma."

Yuan Ziyan's fragrant shoulders trembled slightly, "Master... Do you want your disciple to shave and become a monk?"

"Don't you want to? I want to pass on your supreme Dharma, which can only be understood and practiced by the patriarchs of Cishui in the South China Sea. Master Chenxin said, "The supreme Buddhism is boundless and mysterious. As a teacher, I have only understood three of them at present. Among the suzerains of all dynasties, the sect master has practiced to the fifth level. And you, I think you can practice to the ninth or tenth floors. Now, don't you understand my painstaking efforts?"

The supreme Dharma of Cishui Sect in the South China Sea must not be simple, but exquisite and mysterious. Master Chenxin, who is now regarded as one of the best fighters of Buddhism, has only practiced to three levels, which has given people a feeling that it is difficult to surpass and invincible. If you practice the ninth or tenth level, can anyone in the world overcome it?

Yuan Ziyan was unwilling in her heart, and her hatred for Bai Niao Chong was also deeply rooted in her heart, but at this time, she suddenly felt that she should put down these things and welcome this extremely rare opportunity. However, her release was only temporarily put down. She said secretly in her heart, "Master suddenly wants to pass on my supreme Dharma. He must be that I should inherit the Nanhai Cishui Sect, shaved and become a monk, and cut my hair. For a woman, this is undoubtedly a burying of happiness. But how can such happiness be compared with the supreme? How can it be compared with the power of the South China Sea Cishui Sect? If I can practice the supreme Dharma to the tenth level, I can develop the South China Sea Cishui Sect into the first Buddhist sect in the world, and my father's status will rise to a higher level because of this, and even I can't be the emperor of the Taiming Dynasty! Compared with these, now I'm in a hurry to kill Bainiao Chong and lose this opportunity... It's really an unwise choice.

Jiangmen fog dog girl, Yuan Ziyan's body is the blood of Yuan Batian's overlord. Yuan Batian has the ambition to dominate the world. How can she not?

However, Yuan Ziyan hid her ambition deeply in her heart without revealing it at all. She cut off the murderous thoughts in her heart, cut off the hatred in her heart, and lowered the Buddha's name. She kowtowed three times to Master Chenxin and said respectfully, "Master, my disciples have figured it out. Only by shutting up with my master and practicing the supreme Dharma can I cut off the hatred and killing thoughts in my heart and the fetters of the world. Master, please shave me."

"Ha ha ha... It's good to have such a clear understanding. Let me do it." Master Chenxin smiled and looked relieved. She turned to the highest mercy hall of Buddhism and Taoism.

The stone steps leading to the Great Mercy Hall have a total of 9,810 ladders. There is a white jade pagoda in every three steps. At every 30th level, there are auspicious spirit beasts sitting on both sides of the stone steps, either stepping on the fire flame unicorn, or swallowing water unicorn with beads, or a ten-thousand-year-old turtle, or a golden dragon. The weather is severe and the aura is soaring to the sky.

At the end of the channel is the most solemn and majestic place of the South China Sea Cishui Sect, the Great Mercy Hall. The hall is ninety-nine feet high, with nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces of jade tiles and ninety jade pillars. Even the Ming King's Palace of the Taiming Dynasty is so majestic and magnificent.

Behind the Great Mercy Hall is the only mountain on Buddha Island, Foqian Mountain. Master Chenxin's retreat is in the belly of the mountain in front of the Buddha Mountain. That place is also the territory of the South China Sea Cishui Sect, and ordinary disciples are not qualified to enter. In the past, even Yuan Ziyan, a disciple, was not qualified to enter, because she was practicing with hair and was not a real Buddhist disciple, but after shaving, she had such a qualification.

The news that Master Dust Heart was going to shave Yuan Ziyan quickly spread. Thousands of nuns surged out, lined up in front of the hall, beat the wooden fish, and recited the Buddhist scriptures. A wisp of red sandalwood curls up and spreads into the air, washing people's hearts with the body of chanting the scriptures. The loud bell rang, and the sound of running water spread through every place on the Buddha Island, even on the distant sea, it can be heard and affected by it.

Such a big scene rarely appears in Cishuizong in the South China Sea.

Yuan Ziyan walked into the Great Mercy Hall, knelt down in front of the Buddha, put her palms together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name, with a pious look. Master Dust Heart, who was holding a razor, came behind her, grabbed her hair and cut it.

"One cut from his parents, two cuts the world's love, and three cuts his blood..."

With a sound of recitation, a knife fell, and wisps of green silk fell down.

Bai Niao Chong did not know what kind of enemy his misjudgment would bring him.