"Existence is permanent and impermanent, the two trees are withered and flourishing, north, south, west and east, neither false nor empty."
Master Lingjie, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, was sitting on the futon and reciting these four verses. These four verses are not only the Zen Tao that Lingjie has learned over the past few decades, but also the foundation of the internal skills he has cultivated.
Legend has it that when Sakyamuni Buddha passed away, there were two twin Sara trees in the east, west, south and north. Both trees were one prosperous and one withered, so they were called "four withered and four prosperous".
The twin trees in the east, west, north and south mean in the Buddhist scriptures: "permanent and impermanent", "pleasure and non-pleasure", "self and selflessness", "purity and impurity". And Sakyamuni Buddha was in these eight realms
Born in Nirvana, it means neither withered nor prosperous, neither false nor empty.
It has been thirty-nine years since he took the precepts and studied Buddhism, but until now he still has not reached the state of "neither dryness nor glory, neither falseness nor emptiness", and the dryness and glory he has cultivated has also reached a bottleneck, and it is difficult to make further progress.
"Master, it's time to have a fast meal."
The speaker was Juechang, the disciple of Master Liaojie. Juechang was forty-two years old this year. He was the first disciple of Liaojie's sect. He was the eldest and most dignified among his brothers.
In addition to Jue Chang, Ling Jie also has seven disciples: Jue Le, Jue Wo, Jue Jing, Wu Chang, Wu Le, Wu Wo, and Wu Jing. These four disciples of Jue's generation started earlier, including martial arts and Zen.
They all gave personal advice for the sake of precepts. However, the four disciples of the Wu generation started a little later and only practiced Zen and not martial arts.
"Master, it's time to have a fast meal." Jue Chang called out again.
Seeing that the master was still silent, Juechang could only say: "Master, enlightenment is also about cause and effect. If you have no chance to achieve the fruit today, you will not get the fruit. If you want to understand the Tao, you have to comprehend it all the time. If you want to comprehend the Tao all the time, you have to comprehend it all the time."
You have to live longer. If a person wants to live a long time, he must eat. If he doesn't eat, the fate of tomorrow has not arrived, and this person will be reborn in bliss and worship the Buddha in the lotus pond. Isn't this a waste of the fate of tomorrow?
"
Before Juechang finished speaking, Master Liejie opened his eyes and said angrily: "Little bastard, when will it be your turn to teach me Buddhist principles? I have not reached the state of neither withering nor being prosperous, nor withering but also prospering.
It’s my fault, you bastard, for nagging in my ears.”
Juechang's eyes met his master's, neither annoyed nor afraid: "You, eat earlier, and I won't nag you anymore."
After saying that, he handed the meal to the master.
Seeing Jue Chang's nonchalant look, Liao Jie removed the scowl from his face and said, "I dote on you too much, so I make you feel confident."
As Liao Jie spoke, he opened the bag next to him, took out a few slices of white sugar cake from it and threw them to Suo Wu. Suo Su didn't show up, reached out, grabbed the white sugar cake in his hand, and ate it. He ate while eating.
Said while saying.
"How old am I, and you still treat me like a child?"
Liao Jie rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't want to eat it, give it back to me."
"Hey, how can you take back something you gave to someone? Master Abbot is so embarrassed."
"You bastard." As he said this, Li Jie picked up his chopsticks and started eating his vegetarian meal.
Juechang was his first disciple. From the time he was thrown at the gate of Shaolin when he was three months old, Jie Jie took him down the mountain to find a wet nurse and changed his diapers. When he was older, Jie Jie also took him to practice Zen and martial arts.
.The master who took the precepts, Monk Kong Wu, once told the precepts that he had a father-son bond with him. Although the two of them escaped into Buddhism, they were indeed both master and disciple, father and son.
"Master, why do you think Leader Xu of the Giant Whale Gang insists that the six major sects be on equal footing with the four major sects, and why he also insists on a martial arts competition between the leaders?"
Liaojie put a piece of dried tofu on the white rice, was silent for a while and said: "People are just for fame and fortune. The four major families have been under the six major sects for a long time, and it is human nature to feel dissatisfied."
"Master, is Xu Chengye's martial arts good?"
"Huh, second-rate thing." Hearing Jue Chang ask this question in his heart, he felt dissatisfied and said.
"Then how dare he dare to challenge each other in the martial arts conference today, and even dare to compete with Master Luo of Baiyun Villa. Baiyun has a feud, and there are ten heads in the world. This is not something he talks about casually."
"Don't talk about Baiyun Villa, I want to teach him a lesson today. If it weren't for the large number of people in today's Jianghu Conference, and I am afraid of damaging my Shaolin face, I will definitely use the Wuxiang Palm to make him remember."
Hearing what the master said, Juechang also had a smile on his face: "Master gave you the Dharma title and precepts because he wanted him to take the precepts of lying. How can master like you feel free to worship the Buddha in the lotus pond?"
"When is it the apprentice's turn to teach the master a lesson?"
"But Master, don't you think it's strange? Master Xu doesn't seem to care at all about the conflict with Shaolin and Baiyun. He seems determined to win. Do you think the dozens of lives have something to do with him?"
Master Liaojie put down his chopsticks, looked outside the room, and sighed: "Who knows? I feel like something big will happen at this Jianghu Conference."
At Baiyun Villa, Luo Aoluo Tao and his son were sitting across from each other in front of a chessboard playing chess. Both of them were calm and composed, and there was no trace of any emotional ups and downs on their faces.
Luo Ao holds the white piece, and Luo Tao holds the black piece. The two of them are making moves at a leisurely pace, and both seem to have great confidence in the chess game.
"Tao'er, that's great. Dealing with others is like playing chess. No matter how critical it is, you can't let others see what's in your heart."
"Thank you for the compliment, father." Although he was praised by his father, Luo Tao's face did not show the slightest joy.
"That's right, that's right. A real man should be able to hold things in his chest."
"Yes." Seeing that his father was interested, Luo Tao asked, "Father, is Xu Chengye from the Giant Whale Gang very powerful? How dare he compete with you, father?"
Hearing this, Luo Ao's eyebrows instantly turned cold, and he said: "A small insect shakes a big tree without overestimating its own capabilities. I will let him know how powerful our Baiyun Villa is tomorrow!"
"Father, do you think those people who died in the past few days have anything to do with him?"
Luo Ao slowly dropped the white piece in his hand, just in time to seal the black piece's life gate: "Don't mention these bad things, go and have a rest."
Luo Tao's throat trembled. Although he wanted to ask more questions, he could only nod his head and bid farewell to his father.
As Luo Tao left, Luo Ao's face became colder, and the white piece that just landed on the chessboard also immediately broke into two pieces. He was very annoyed, his lips had turned white, and the veins on his neck had also
The anger in his heart almost reached his eyebrows. When did the Lower Four Family become so rampant? He felt that he had been insulted and humiliated. He swore that he wanted the Giant Whale Gang and Xu Chengye to die. He wanted Xu Chengye to die.
Pay the price with blood for his actions!
On the other side of the wire gate, Fan Zhenshan made a rattling sound with a pair of steel balls in his hands. He is a very rich person who also loves to laugh, because he is very rich. It will be much easier for a person to do things if he has money.
It's easy for people to become rich and laugh easily. But at this moment, there is no smile on his face. The flesh of his cheeks is almost horizontal on his cheeks, and his big mouth is pulled horizontally, like a
A toad, an unhappy toad.
"Master, there is still no trace of the third junior brother. Jinling and the Beggar Clan share the helm. I have sent people to look for him, but there is no sign of the third junior brother?"
The person who spoke was Fan Zhenshan's eldest disciple, Xiao Zhigu. He was both the senior disciple of the Tiexian Sect and the master of the Jin Hall among the five halls of "Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth". He was Fan Zhenshan's most trusted disciple.
Although Xiao Zhigu is the disciple of Fan Zhenshan, the world's richest man, his clothes are almost the same as those of a bodyguard and waiter, very ordinary. But if you look closely at Fan Zhenshan, Fan Zhenshan, a world's richest man, wears very ordinary clothes.
Below, there are neither gold and silver jewelry nor silk and satin. They are all cloth woven by ordinary farmers.
"The mistress hasn't been found yet?" Fan Zhenshan's mouth became even louder, and his two little eyes were full of worry, "Hurry up and look for it, ask someone to look for it, and you can withdraw the money from the treasury at will. You can live or die by looking for it."
corpse."
He paused and then said: "Dead...dead...if you die, find the murderer for me. You can take whatever you need. It doesn't matter if it's one thousand gold or ten thousand gold. Don't hesitate to do anything."
I also want to get my mistress back!"
Fan Zhenshan is very rich. Most of the bank accounts in the world belong to him. It is no exaggeration to say that he is as rich as the five countries. But although he is very rich, he is also very stingy. From what he and his apprentices have learned,
It can be seen from his dress that he is a very frugal and stingy person. But at this moment, he is willing to spend a lot of money to find his third apprentice.
This is a preference, a blatant preference.
But this preference did not arouse Xiao Zhigu's disgust, but made him even more excited, because he knew that if something happened to him one day, his master Fan Zhenshan would be so desperate!
If we talk about gaining a foothold in this world, the Beggar Clan relies on chivalry, Baiyun Villa relies on ruthlessness, and then Iron Gate relies on unity! Although Fan Zhenshan is extremely frugal in food, clothing, housing and transportation, he is extremely frugal in matters of great importance to his disciples.
He was not stingy, and the disciples also knew the master's character and had no complaints in their hearts about being thrifty in food, clothing, and trivial matters.
The entire wire door is like a piece of black iron. Although it is simple and unpretentious, it is also indestructible!
"Master, there is one more thing." Xiao Zhigu said.
"explain."
"I discovered a few things and I don't know whether I should tell them?" Xiao Zhigu raised his head and glanced at his master's face.
"If you have something to say, just say it and don't keep it secret."
"Yes, I found that our ticket office and bank have been abnormal in recent days. Someone in the Jiangzuo Dynasty is exchanging a large amount of cash, and most of the cash has flowed to Jingou Gambling House."
Hearing the words "Jingou Gambling House", Fan Zhenshan's face was obviously shocked, and the steel ball in his hand was rubbed louder: "Isn't the Golden Gou Gambling House an asset of Mr. Zhao of the Jiangzuo Dynasty? He and
Are these things related?"
"Not sure, but Zhao Xiangguo happened to have a large amount of cash circulating in Jingou Casino at the time of the Jianghu Conference. It can't help but make people think."
The flesh of Fan Zhenshan's cheeks tightened tightly, and his back molars were clenched loudly: "This old guy, it's okay for him to interfere in this Jianghu Conference. If he can do it to Xiao San'er, I would like to know how to deal with him."
Means. Is there anything else?"
"Oh, yes, the Qingfeng Mingyue Tower that Yan Zhuo mentioned has also been cashed in at our bank, and the amount is quite large."
"Okay, okay." Fan Zhenshan suddenly laughed, "This Jianghu Conference is really lively. I would like to see what Yan Zhuo and Zhao Hanguo can come up with?"
In the helm of the Beggar Clan's tent, Yan Zhuo suddenly sneezed three times in a row, causing the candles in the tent to shake three times.
"Brother, you have so much inner strength. This candlelight is almost extinguished by your sneezes, brother." Qiao Zhenyue looked at Yan Zhuo and couldn't help but joke.
Yan Zhuo looked a little embarrassed, and thought to himself who was scolding me so viciously that he sneezed three times in a row.
Seeing that Yan Zhuo was embarrassed, Qiao Zhenyue couldn't help but feel interested in talking, and asked: "Brother, how old are you this year?"
"Just eighteen."
Qiao Zhenyue nodded and asked: "Heroes in the world come from young. If you are so good at martial arts, where did you learn from him?"
Yan Zhuo was stunned for a moment and then said, "I promised that gentleman that I would tell others his name. I hope Brother Qiao will forgive me."
Qiao Zhenyue nodded and said: "Since you have promised something to others, you must keep it. How can a man go back on his promise?"
Yan Zhuo also nodded, and the silence returned to the tent.
Silence is the Zhaozhou Bridge tonight, separating the thoughts of Yan Zhuo and Qiao Zhenyue, one on the other side and the other on this side.
Qiao Zhenyue was thinking at this moment, on such a dark and windy night, when will the killer take action? Could it be that the killer has already taken action, and the beggar gang brothers around him have been poisoned. Thinking of it, his two legs
He couldn't help but want to walk out of the big tent, but when he saw Yan Zhuo next to him looking calm and composed, he buried his butt in the chair again, thinking to himself, be patient, and a hunter should wait for his prey.
, waiting for prey...
Yan Zhuo looked at Qiao Zhenyue's little actions and secretly felt funny in his heart. It was not easy for his eldest brother to hold on to his fiery temper until now. He looked at Qiao Zhenyue and thought to himself, Senior Zhou and him are indeed somewhat similar.
He didn't know whether he should tell Brother Qiao the truth in the future. But thinking of the blood feud he was carrying and the missing sister, Yan Zhuo secretly made up his mind to take root in this world and investigate what happened back then.
.
Just when the two of them were immersed in their own thoughts, a human head rolled into the tent.
Qiao Zhenyue recognized the head. It was Xing Bufan, a secret disciple of his Beggar Clan.
Immediately afterwards, the noisy wind outside was replaced by a piercing scream.
In an instant, the expressions of Yan Zhuo and Qiao Zhenyue changed!
Along with the ear-piercing scream, there was also a flash of sword light, a blade light that was colder than the cold stars and faster than the shower.
The light of the sword rushed into the tent through the rain curtain, and then killed Qiao Zhenyue and Yan Zhuo from the entrance of the tent.
"Haha, I'm here after all."
Qiao Zhenyue roared, and the fighting spirit still suppressed in his chest was instantly ignited. He summoned up his inner strength, and his palms suddenly turned bright red.
His palm has been extended, and the wind blowing from his palm is like a dragon making waves in the sea.
But when the palm force was about to pass through the blade light, the blade light instantly turned into four pieces.
Four people came unexpectedly. Qiao Zhenyue and Yan Zhuo couldn't help but be stunned, but they couldn't help thinking. One of the four people killed Qiao Zhenyue's throat, one killed him at the back of the head, and the other attacked his lower body.
There is another person who has already rushed to Yanzhuo.
These four people cooperated skillfully and had clear goals. Three of them besieged Qiao Zhenyue, and one blocked Yan Zhuo's rescue. In an instant, the situation became inevitable and irresistible.
The eyes of the four of them all shone with pride. They had won this deadlock again!
