By the bonfire, under the dark night, the second young master Xu Fengnian looked up, looked at the starry sky, and said to himself:

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. If you don't believe it, look up. Who will God spare?"

Then he curled his lips and said, "I also said that good people will not live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years.

When the ancients said the truth, they liked to slap themselves in the face."

Xu Qianqiu took out the mask he had prepared and carefully put it on Xu Jiuyue.

The little girl did not resist.

Wearing a mask will make it easier to move.

It’s not that bad that I always wear a black robe and cover my whole body under the black robe.

The mask is specially made and fits perfectly with the skin. It is cold and comfortable.

The size of the mask is from the bridge of the nose to cover the eyes and does not affect breathing and meals.

Suddenly, the little girl's ears moved twice and said in a low voice:

"Big brother, twenty miles away, someone is approaching, he is a master."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu smiled and said:

"Don't worry, the person coming should be neither an enemy nor a friend.

Even if Beimang wants to chase me, he will never send only one person."

He touched the little girl's hair with a doting touch. Although he couldn't see his eyes, his ears were extremely amazing.

Even myself, and the second king of the world, Xianzhi, are afraid that they are not as sharp as the little girl in terms of ear skills.

If you have any flaws, you must be good at it.

After about a cup of tea, a sound finally came from my ears.

The man has arrived ten miles away.

The person who came was so fast that he was indeed a master!

Xu Qianqiu took off his cloak and put it on the little girl.

When Xu Qianqiu heard the footsteps, he ignored them.

After a while, Lao Huang and the other two finally noticed someone approaching, and subconsciously stood up and were on guard.

The second young master Xu Fengnian held the hilt of the deer-cutting knife in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He has now entered the Vajra, and his fingers are in sight, but he cannot determine the depth of the person coming.

In this way, don't be careless!

A poor old monk wearing a cassock and casually wearing hemp shoes came slowly.

It seemed slow, but it arrived in one step, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten feet away from everyone.

The leisurely and comfortable monk suddenly stopped and looked at the little girl in black robe wearing a mask. A look of fear flashed deep in her eyes.

So, I sat cross-legged and stopped approaching.

A pair of Danfeng eyes are charming when smiling and gloomy when squint, which is unpredictable.

Sit cross-legged, close your eyes and adjust your breathing.

Because my mother believed in Buddhism, the second son Xu Fengnian also had a good understanding of Buddhism.

By the way, Xu Qianqiu knew a little.

However, the old bald donkey who was so sans in his team, had no favour.

The Zen monks in the south have different Buddhist languages, including Mahayana and Hinayana, Tantric Buddhism, and Yellow and Red, with different outfits.

Now in Beimang, I met an old monk who traveled thousands of miles and came to this wilderness to preach the scriptures and preach the sermons, even the monk

People look at the kind-hearted and kind-hearted, but the second son Xu Fengnian did not dare to take it lightly.

The old monk put his hands together, looked at the second son Xu Fengnian, and said in Zen:

"Young master believes in Buddhism, how good is it."

Xu Fengnian glanced at his brother Xu Qianqiu, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and silently returned the salute.

Although he believed in Buddhism, he did not blindly follow him.

I also know that Buddha is good or bad.

The old monk clasped his hands together again, said the Buddha's name, looked at the little girl in black wearing a mask, and said:

"The murderous aura on the girl has almost condensed into reality. Let it go as soon as possible and become a Buddha as soon as possible, Amitabha..."

The little girl turned a deaf ear to this and ignored the old monk. She just tightened her body, and the big brother just gave her a coat.

Xu Qianqiu glanced at the old monk entering the state ten feet away, his mouth slightly raised, and said:

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"Old monk, kill one person, for the sake of falling, kill ten hundred people, and for the sake of demons. Then, if I kill thousands of people, put down the butcher's knife, can I become a Buddha immediately?

Since that is the case, what is a Buddha and a demon?"

As soon as this said, the old monk who entered into meditation finally stopped calming down. His face changed slightly. He had never said anything, but just whispered a Buddha's name, Amitabha...

The old monk smiled and said:

"I came from two Zen temples in the south, walked north, and went to Qilin Temple, wanting to talk about Zen principles with an old Taoist friend.

Although it is mostly the ending of a chicken and a duck, it is enough to forget about one's worries.

If the young master has doubts, he can go with me to resolve the confusion in his heart.

The young master's heart was filled with evil intentions. If he didn't know how to nourish his mind, he would be inappropriate if he was not careful and fell into it deep."

Xu Qianqiu curled his lips and said in his heart:

"Old guy, I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still so noisy."

Xu Qianqiu recognized the identity of the old monk, but the old monk had never known his true face.

When he learned that this person was from Liangchan Temple, the second son Xu Fengnian and Xu Fengnian looked a little gentle, and asked:

"Since my senior comes from Liangzhen Temple, can I recognize a little girl named Li? Beside her, there is a childhood sweetheart monk from North and South."

The old monk seemed to have opened his eyes, suddenly realized, and seemed to be unsurprising, and said:

"I heard for a long time that the second young master sincerely respects the Buddha, no wonder, I am rude."

Xu Fengnian stood up, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice:

"Xu Fengnian has met the abbot of the host."

The old monk stood up, sat down again after giving a tribute, and said with a smile:

"Young master doesn't have to be too polite."

After saying that, he looked at Xu Qianqiu and smiled:

"I guess this is His Highness."

Xu Qianqiu rolled his eyes rarely. This old guy pretended to be a master of Buddhism. In fact, he had already guessed the identity of several people.

Seeing that he ignored him, the old monk was not upset and said:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is extremely talented and deserves to be the tenth martial arts list in the world.

However, the aura on Your Highness is very similar to an old friend whom I had many years ago.

I wonder if Your Highness is his disciple?"

Xu Qianqiu immediately asked, "Are you defeated by him?"

Hearing this, the corners of the old monk's mouth twitched slightly, and he calmed down his mind:

"It's not true, it should be said that the winner is not decided."

Xu Qianqiu smiled and said nothing, because it was not wrong to say so.

Because even at this current state, I am not 100% sure that I can defeat this old monk.

Xu Qianqiu asked straight to the point:

"Is the old abbot going to Beimang to destroy the Buddha?"

The old monk nodded and sighed:

"I am not arrogant when I go to Beimang, but I want to influence the Beimang Emperor who is determined to destroy Buddhism.

I just want to talk to the monk Beimang about the Diamond Sutra.

As for the ending, know the destiny of heaven and do your best.

There are three hundred poems from Confucian sages, and in a word, they can think without evil.

Laojun rode a green ox, three thousand Tao Te Ching, seeking purity.

In my opinion, the Northern Mang Royal Court is about to destroy the Buddha, without temples, incense, Buddha statues, and Buddhist scriptures.

But if there are hundreds of thousands of monks and everyone loses the Buddha's heart, this is not very good."

The old monk Gaoshen glanced at Xu and said:

"Can Your Highness beg for some water to quench your thirst?"

Xu Qianqiu didn't say anything, but waved his hand and the water column flew up in the kettle and turned into a sharp ice sword, with a total of sixteen handles, stabbing towards the old monk.

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Chapter completed!