Song of Adolescence

Tang Lian asked in a low voice, "Just now in Beauty Village, Xiao Se once claimed that he can't use martial arts, what use is he here?"

Lei Wujie was surprised: "Impossible. I have seen Xiao Se used martial arts, and with bare hands, he closed the eight doors at the same time."

During the conversation between the two, the black-robed man looked at the sudden appearance of depression, and should not act rashly. After Xiao Se stood on the coffin for a while, he suddenly jumped back and kicked the lid of the coffin away.

"Stop it!" Tang Lian shouted angrily.

But it was too late, the coffin lid fell heavily on the ground, and a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin!

"Fraud... Corpse?" Lei Wujie was dumbfounded.

The pale hand grabbed the edge of the coffin, and a silhouette slowly stood up.

"Yes... is it a monk? Or a living monk?" Lei Wujie stared at him, but he saw that he was a monk about the same age as him, wearing a white monk robe. Although he was in the dark, his face was still clear. It can be seen that she is white and delicate, out of dust and refined, but her eyes are closed tightly.

"Take it away first." The black-robed man in the lead yelled and jumped up, and the others immediately followed.

Hearing the sound, the monk finally slowly opened his eyes and looked at the group of people in black robes.

In just a moment, everyone stopped the offensive in their hands. They looked at those eyes dullly, and then their expressions became extremely frightened, as if they had seen something extremely terrible. After that, an extremely strange scene appeared, each of them raised their terrifying hand, and pierced into their own hearts without hesitation.

"This..." Tang Lian and Lei Wujie were also stunned by the suicide of the black-robed people at this moment, and couldn't help looking at the monk, but a huge figure stood in front of the monk.

It's Minghou! He put the giant golden sword on his shoulder and looked down at the white-robed monk. The white-robed monk also looked up at him. The two of them only glanced at each other, but it was only a glance, but it was extremely impressive!

Minghou, who had always been expressionless, had almost distorted his face at that moment, and his eyes showed incomparable horror.

"Minghou!" Yue Ji fell beside Minghou, reaching out to block the monk's gaze.

Minghou waved her hand to stop her, and the horrified expression on his face slowly dissipated.

"The old monk is unwilling to tell the donor, Wuxin has already told you. The old monk has already told you that if you want to know the truth about this matter, you will surely become the demon in your heart." Minghou has already known each other.

"Master Wangyou has worked hard, and I am grateful. But knowing that it is a demon, and not knowing it is also a demon." Minghou's voice was low and dumb.

"One thought is Xianzun, and another thought gives birth to the devil soul. This is the catastrophe of the donor, and the donor can do it for himself." The white-robed monk sighed.

"In return. We can take you out of here." Yue Ji said from the side.

"This is my catastrophe, let's go!" The white-robed monk suddenly raised his head, with a coquettish light flowing in his pupils.

"Go!" Minghou pulled Yueji up and turned and walked away.

But Tang Lian and Lei Wujie, who had been looking at them, finally met the eyes of the white-robed monk. It was just a moment of eye contact, Tang Lian felt that the monk's face in front of him suddenly became blurred, and a familiar scene slowly spread out in front of him...

"Close your eyes! Can't look at his eyes!" At this time, a thick voice sounded, and that voice carried a strange power. Tang Lian suddenly felt that there was a Buddha's light in his heart, and his mind was clear, and those illusions suddenly disappeared.

The white-robed monk was still watching him, with a slight smile on his face. At this moment, a figure swept past Tang Lian and rushed to the white-robed monk. He quickly tapped his fingertips on the white-robed monk. After a total of 18 clicks, the white-robed monk slowly closed. I closed my eyes, but didn't collapse.

Tian Nurui had also arrived at this time, and helped Tang Lian and Lei Wujie: "Your connector has finally arrived. It turned out to be a monk?"

The two were shocked and looked up. The man turned around now, but he was a monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was dressed in a gray monk dress and a huge rosary hanging around his neck, which was different from the coquettish white-robed monk just now. , Exuding a sense of righteousness.

"Poor monks have no Zen." The monk folded his hands together and nodded slightly at Tang Lian.

Tang Lian also nodded slightly at the monk, but kept her eyes on the white-robed monk.

Wu Chan sighed slightly, and his fingertips touched the white robe monk's chest. He slowly collapsed. Wu Chan held him back and said, "Hidden the donor all the way, and it's time to tell the truth. This is my brother, unintentional."

"The three major temples in the world: Songshan Shaolin, Luoyang Baima, and Nanhai Yunlin. Which monk is the master? Why did you let me **** your brother to this place for thousands of miles?" Everyone has now entered the Beauty Village, and Tang Lian has been stunned. Penglaidan barely suppressed the injury, and finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

Wu Chan shook his head lightly when he heard the words. He glanced at Wuxin who was lying on the side: "We are not disciples of the three major monasteries, but disciples of the Hanshan Temple Master Wangyou."

"What!" Tang Lian was shocked, her chest surged with blood, she hurriedly covered her chest and almost fell to her knees.

Seeing this, Tiannvrui hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "You are all the big disciples of Xueyue City, how can you be scared like this when you hear a name."

"Hanshan Temple forgets worry, that's..." Tang Lian frowned.

"The old Zen Taoist school." Xiao Se picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip, "Today...the demon monk."

"Demon monk?" Lei Wujie asked in confusion, "How can you become a demon monk even if you are a great Zen Taoist school."

"The three temples in the world, Shaolin, Baima, and Yunlin, although they are well-known, but the number one Zen Taoism in the world is recognized as the Master Wangyou in Hanshan Temple. It is said that Master Wangyou has practiced the six Buddhist teachings alone: The eyes of the sky, the ears of the sky, his heart, fate, magic feet, and omission. Among them, his heart is the most extraordinary. The pilgrims who come to Hanshan Temple only need to look at Master Wangyou. Without words, they often beat their chests and feet. I cried bitterly, and most of them fainted in the end. When I woke up, I realized everything and forgot all the trivial things."

"So amazing? No need to speak?" Lei Wujie exclaimed.

"It is said that he can see through people's hearts at a glance, and can also change people's hearts. Without words, he can save people by Dharma."

Wuchan nodded, but his eyes suddenly became awe-inspiring: "This young man is right. But I received a letter, and only Xueyuecheng disciple Tang Lian was the one who escorted the apprentice. The letter did not mention who you are. . Can you tell me one or two?"

"Me? I'm just the owner of a small inn. Although the inn is small, there are many people from the rivers and lakes on the road. I am afraid that this has already been spread in the rivers and lakes. And this son Lei owes me a sum of money. He was about to rush to Xueyue City, and I was afraid that he would have to keep up with his debts. Unexpectedly, I met Tang Lian on the road. I thought it would save a lot of trouble, but almost lost his life." Xiao Se sighed lightly. Tone.

"Xiao Se, you haven't finished speaking yet. How can you become a demon monk even if you are such a powerful Buddhist and Taoist master?" Lei Wujie interrupted.

Xiao Se glanced at Wuchan: "Can I speak?"

No Zen hands folded together: "This is related to this matter, but it does not matter if you say it. After all, the matter is about the honor of the master, and it is not appropriate for the poor monk to say it."

"Okay." Xiao Se nodded, "Wangyou is proficient in the six Buddhist teachings, and the Dharma is so exquisite that although Hanshan Temple is only a small temple, pilgrims are in an endless stream. But just two months ago, worry was once forgotten. I went crazy when I met the pilgrims."

"Crazy?" Lei Wujie's eyes widened.

"Wangyou suddenly jumped up and pulled out the seven-foot wooden sword from the statue of the King of Heaven in the temple and chopped off the head of the pilgrim in front of him."

"What?" Lei Wujie took a breath.

"When the pilgrims outside the hall saw this scene, they turned around and ran away in fright. But forgotten, he chased them out. He was a martial arts master, chasing out the hall with a sword, and wielding a long sword in his hand. Of the ten pilgrims, none of them escaped. When the monk guarding the temple came to stop it, it was already too late, but he was still unable to subdue him. In the end, it was alleged that his direct disciple arrived. He came, dropped the sword in his hand, and murmured in his mouth: One thought is Xianzun, another thought gave birth to the devil soul. After that, he sat down, and the corpse fell into dust when it fell to the ground, and disappeared in ashes in the blink of an eye." Wuxin fainted, "That's what the rumors are about. The corpse fell to the ground and turned into dust. It sounds like something in the book of Gods and Monsters. I think only two masters know what happened."

Wu Chan sighed lightly: "The rumors are not wrong. After the master sat down, the corpse fell to the ground. It was all seen by the monks in the temple. Everyone knows that the master's cultivation level on the'Hexintong' has already seen the way of heaven. , That’s why we were beaten back. But later we learned that the Master’s training was no longer'Hexintong', but'Mind Demon'."

"Inner Demon Lead? What kind of martial arts is this, I have never heard of it." Tang Lian frowned.

Wuchan continued: "'Hexintong' can peek into the human heart and understand its way. However, the human mind is unpredictable. If there is no Buddha's mind, it will be difficult to get a glimpse of the heart after all. Just looking at it like the master can make people know their heart. It’s impossible to fully understand the evil from this. However, the martial arts of the "heart demon lead" is not the human heart, but the heart demon. It can even remind you of things you have forgotten. But this is actually The Buddhist entrance forbidden technique is sealed in the Raksha Hall of Hanshan Temple. The patriarch once said that although the original intention of practicing these forbidden techniques is to lower the demons, you already have the demons first. You can turn from the Buddha into the demons with a single thought."

"When I look at the Buddha and the demons, I'm almost confused. In short, Master Wangyou has gone through the exercises?" Lei Wujie seemed to understand.

"No, I've seen too many demons, so I'm crazy." Xiao Se said lazily.

"Desperate! Don't speak nonsense!" Tang Lian hurriedly shouted upon hearing this.

Wu Chan shook his head and said: "Why. Master Dajue, the abbot of Jiulong Temple, said the same, saying that although Master has been saving people, he has seen too many demons and eventually attracted his own demons."

"You are Wangyou's disciple, but why did you come to Jiulong Temple?" Lei Wujie asked.

"The younger brother had no intention to follow Master to learn the six channels of Buddhism, and when I was young, I met Master Dajue from Jiulong Temple who came to Hanshan Temple to talk about Taoism. He felt that I was quite talented in the magic power of Vajra and wanted to bring me back. I practiced in Bi Luocheng. Master agreed, and I lived in Jiulong Temple for twelve years. During this period, I only met Master three times."

"It's not that Dajue thinks you have talent, but that Wangyou wants to send you away." Xiao Se said suddenly.

Wu Chan frowned slightly and lowered his head: "I don't know what the son means by this?"

"The magical power of Vajrayana is the first outer martial arts school of Buddhism orthodoxy. The person who practices must be awe-inspiring and upright, just like the master. And your junior, although only in a hurry,..." Xiao Se paused and looked around. After looking at everyone, he said, "But he is a monk who is evil."

At this time, everyone present, including Tang Lian, nodded slightly. The white-robed monk had a handsome face, but he did not have the introverted calmness of a monk between his brows. There was always a smile on his face, which is indeed worthy of a " "Evil".

"If I didn't guess wrong, the unintentional practice is not the Buddhism six skills, but the'heart demon lead', or all the martial arts in the Raksha Hall?"

Wuchan was stunned, and sighed: "The young man has a good guess."

"I dare to guess, Master Wangyou wants an answer."

"what is the answer?"

"Did the Buddha conquer demons, or first become demons and then descend demons..." Xiao Se frowned slightly, "That's right. Why did you send Wuxin here a thousand miles away?"

"Master Dajue was shocked when he got the news of Master's sitting, he asked Xueyue City to send Wuxin here. He wanted to summon the high monks from the thirty-two Buddha kingdoms around to transport the magical powers together and remove Wuxin from his body. Forbidden."

"Isn't this abolishing him?" Lei Wujie whispered.

"It is said that Junior Brother Wuxin lay in the revolver coffin after receiving the news. He has no objection to this."

"Why was Wai Tian interested in your junior brother that day?"

"Tianwaitian? What is Tianwaitian?" Wu Chan shook his head, "Although the junior is in the Rakshatang martial arts, the news will inevitably be leaked, and it will inevitably cause many people in the rivers and lakes to fight, but what is the Tianwaitian mentioned by the son? Pie? I have never heard of it."

"The sky is..." Xiao Se was about to speak, but was interrupted by a cold voice.

"It's us." The door was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a purple robe stood there, looking at them blankly.