One Sword Nine Ya

"Nowadays, the immortal world is full of bad luck. I don't know how the devil is, but it will not be too prosperous."

The Devil Emperor raised his eyebrows unexpectedly when he heard the words: "It's true that there haven't been too many masters."

He has been staring at Kongming with great interest, but after all, he can't see the monk looking at him coldly: "The world of the human world and the world of demons are dependent on each other. They come from the same source and share luck. The demons are strong while the world is weak."

As soon as these words came out, all the listeners fell silent.

Master Kong Shan still combed Chen Weichen's meridians unhurriedly, but Chen Weichen gently pulled his hand away.

"What does Benefactor Chen mean?" the master asked kindly.

Mr. Chen raised his brows in pain, but still shook his head: "I just thought about it again, and I can't change my body again. Even if the master removes the Buddha's energy for me, it won't be much better, so I just admit it—— Since brother Kong Ming said that the Dao is unified, we know that there may be some turning points."

Master Kong Shan looked at him and sighed slightly: "That's all."

After a while, he said again: "If Benefactor Chen is interested in Buddhism, you can come and look for the poor monk."

After listening to Kong Ming's words, all the people over there were thoughtful, and finally the devil emperor thought for a while, and said a frustrated sentence: "The world of heart demons wants to compete with the world for luck, what can we do?"

Kong Ming closed his eyes: "I don't know."

Xing Qiu leisurely leaned on the pillar next to him: "Monk, don't worry, if you don't recruit me, that thing that may be my demon will naturally not come out."

Kong Ming said calmly: "The poor monk only worries about the common people in the world."

Xing Qiu: "..."

Master Kongshan stood up, went to the main hall under the Buddha statue, folded his palms together and said, "The "Dharma Extinction Sutra" has a saying that there are three time limits in the world, called the righteous law, the image law, and the final law. When the final law comes, the righteous law will not exist. The minds of the three poisons arise in all living beings, and the consciousness of the five turbidities flourishes. The evil master preached that there are countless sands in the Ganges River, and the world is not safe, just like a house on fire."

Following Master Kongshan's words, the scenes seen in the world resurfaced in the hearts of several people. Where wars are raging, the sky is full of flames, and where peace is full of gold and paper, people can't help feeling cold in their hearts.

Xie Lang said: "If it is true as what the master said, now the demons of the heart are flourishing and the world is declining, and the end of the Dharma is approaching—what can be the solution?"

The master shook his head: "As my younger brother said just now, we don't know. What we can do in Buddhism is just to do our best to help the Dao and save the world."

Ye Jiuya said: "Earlier, Mr. Lanshan invited me to discuss matters. All sects and sects opened their gates to recruit disciples. How about re-opening the North-South Sword Discussion Conference and Taoist and Buddhist Discussion Conference?"

The master nodded: "This move is of great benefit. Since the battle of Tianhe, the vitality of each faction has been greatly damaged, so they have stopped. Now discussing the Tao can help people in the immortal world to understand the realm and boost their luck. Since Master Ye and Mr. Lanshan have already It's best naturally, I don't know what to do with Lang Ranhou?"

The young Taoist scratched his head: "I want to discuss with the elders in Guanli, but they will definitely agree."

Everyone looked at Xing Qiu in unison.

Xing Qiu was quite at a loss, and tugged at Kong Ming beside him: "What are you going to do?"

Kong Ming said indifferently: "Even though immortals and demons are at odds, if there are no evil thoughts, they can tolerate you."

Xing Qiu came to his senses, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled a little sinisterly: "The teacher of this country is familiar with countless classics of the magic way. If you want to steal the teacher, it is naturally possible."

Kong Ming: "Be careful."

Xing Qiu: "—If you all want to discuss the law, I would like to participate on behalf of the demon world. Since the Dao is unified, it may be beneficial."

The followers looked at each other: "..."

Their national teacher is so obedient, it is unprecedented.

They were in awe of Kong Ming.

In that room, various important matters of how to revitalize the immortal way began to be discussed. Xie Langfei wrote a letter to Qingjingguan, and another letter used the formation as a guide to find his master who traveled all over the world.

"Immortal luck may be saved, but the mortal world can only look at their good luck."

"You don't have to count on the good fortune of the imperial dynasty," Master Guoshi sneered, "unless you choose someone to flatten the imperial city and become emperor yourself."

The followers were terrified when they heard such rebellious words.

Xing Qiu raised his eyebrows: "The emperor agreed with me yesterday that he wanted me to show Tianrui, and he took the opportunity to enshrine a Zen to show orthodoxy and stabilize people's hearts..."

Chen Weichen spread out his painting fan, and said calmly: "It's really absurd—it's better to persuade my father to sue me to resign as soon as possible."

The matter of enshrining the Zen, offering sacrifices to the heavens and the earth, is a great achievement, and ordinary emperors can't do it--only a sage king can get a warning from Tianrui before he can proceed.

Now there are enemies outside, and there are foolish emperors inside. Although the land is fertile, the taxes are too heavy-although the people are not in dire straits, there are complaints everywhere.The emperor was probably restless and eager to prove that he was the Son of Heaven, but he had no confidence to send troops to regain lost ground, nor was he willing to cut taxes to benefit the people's livelihood.After thinking about it, only the manifestation of God's will and the opening of the Zen ceremony can appease the people.

However, the matter of Feng Chan has consumed countless manpower and financial resources, and it will cost about half of the national treasury, which is really self-destruction of the Great Wall.

Mr. Chen smiled to Master Guoshi, "You have been an accomplice once."

Xing Qiu felt complacent: "Even if there is no me on the left and right, he can still create auspiciousness."

Chen Weichen: "How do you become a national teacher?"

The master of the state was very proud: "I can't say that I will meet you immortals outside, and the mortal imperial city is the safest - the emperor sees that I have some skills, it doesn't seem like I am juggling, I will coax him..."

Kong Ming cultivated the way of life and ignored such affairs. Master Kong Shan and Xie Lang started discussing various matters about the Tao, and then went to sit on the futon under the Buddha statue in the distance with eyes closed and meditated, twisting the beads in his hands.

After Xing Qiu explained his background, he went to walk a few steps beside Kong Shan.

Although the entourage had wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, they were very winking, and immediately pulled a futon nearby from not far away.

Master Guo Shi sat down with a smile on his face, his complicated robes dragging on the floor, like a very gorgeous deep purple flower.

"Monk," he said, "20 years have passed, and you are still so boring, which shows that Buddhism has not progressed."

The monk stopped the rosary in his hand: "You are also frivolous."

"I do my magic way as I please, so I am naturally frivolous in your eyes."

"Buddhism cultivates the mind."

"But if you don't open your eyes to see the world of mortals, how can you realize it?"

"When you come out of this world, you can't see the world of mortals."

"I think you are afraid of the world of mortals."

The attendants were confused, but the little novice next to him listened carefully—this is the teaching of Buddha and demons!

"Don't be afraid."

"Oh?" Xing Qiu dragged his voice, "Then why don't you dare to open your eyes and look at me?"

"Beautiful skin will only increase the suffering of karma, so be afraid of it."

Xing Qiu leaned against him and laughed.

"Monk," he whispered into Kongming's ear, "then when will you dare to look at me?"

"Mahayana time."

Xing Qiu's eyes were empty: "At that time, during the battle of Tianhe, I was lost in the snow-capped mountains. When you sent me back, I asked you when you could cross Tianhe to find me, and you also said the same. When I reached the third level, I thought that the bald donkey would be going to Mahayana, but I never saw you—how can it be Mahayana?”

A group of young novice monks behind him, who had just seriously comprehended the Dharma from the conversation between the two, felt something was wrong at this moment, and hurriedly closed their eyes, neither looking nor listening.

Kongming said: "Let go of all karma, avoid thoughts, realize Bodhi, and save sentient beings."

Xing Qiu said: "I don't understand."

Kong Ming was silent for a while, then said: "During Mahayana, seeing you is like seeing a Buddha."

Xing Qiu smiled and leaned on his shoulder blankly, looking up at the golden Buddha statue.

After a long time, he blinked hard, stood up, and walked away.

A group of followers jumped up and down and yelled to keep up: "My lord, slow down, slow down, I can't keep up!"

The sound gradually faded away, and the rosary beads in Kongming's hands slowly turned again. There are [-] beads, and [-] kinds of troubles in the world are engraved on them.

The sun shines through the window, and the dust is flying. Outside the hall, the devil emperor is dressed in purple and gold, and inside the hall, the eminent monk is dressed in white cloth.

Xing Qiu turned his head and looked coldly at the golden Buddha in the hall, with an uncontrollable hostility in his brows.

Chen Weichen was silent when he saw him leaving his back.

He closed his eyes and tried to guide his breath, but it didn't work. At this moment, his whole body was in pain.

When it is critical, the breath in the meridians cannot advance or retreat, and the blood is surging, reaching a dead end.

Ye Jiuya's voice was heard: "Stop."

Pressing his shoulder with one hand, his true energy oscillated, forcibly interrupting his luck before he was out of danger.

Chen Weichen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breathing was slightly short of breath.

The discussion in that room was coming to an end, Chen Weichen went to the Sutra Pavilion and took away a lot of books, saying that if he wanted to create a Dafa that combines immortality, Buddha and magic, he needed to bring some Buddhist scriptures back to study.

The old monk still looked kindly: "Since the benefactor doesn't want to stay on the mountain, if there is any doubt in the future, just point it out to the dust."

Chen Weichen looked at his wrist: "You have already done tricks on the left and right."

Ye Jiuya was not with him at this time, staying in the main hall, facing Kong Ming.

He recalled the Buddha seal on Chen Weichen's hand, and drew it in front of Kong Ming: "What does this mean?"

"Receive the seal," Kongming replied, "if it is engraved on a person, it means that when a person from the Buddhist sect walks in the world, he will see someone who has a relationship with the Buddha and help him realize the Tao. If it is engraved on the body of a demon, it means that he has discovered the nature of this thing. It is not good, but you have never done any evil, so write it down first, and if you have evil thoughts in the future, you will be bound by the seal of the Buddha."

The author has something to say: The author dare not speak qwq

"The Dharma-ending Age" is a concept in Buddhism.

The matter of enshrining Zen is to use Song Zhenzong to use the false will of heaven to enshrine Zen to quell the criticism of the Chanyuan Alliance. It is not my own imagination. I hereby explain qwq