Monk Wu Nian said: "Birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not being able to seek, the five yins are raging, and avoiding the eight sufferings in life is inevitable. Why blame nature? If you are entangled in this, it is
It’s really fate that plays tricks on people.”
Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, nodded and said: "What the master said is true, but it's a pity that Chen is not an immortal, separated from the world, nor a Buddha, with no fate or hatred. Chen is just a common person, and all his love, hate, anger and delusion are left behind.
If your heart recognizes people in this world, why ask for immortals in heaven?"
Monk Wu Nian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and he was also in a trance for a moment.
If he were really an ordinary person facing him, maybe he wouldn't react like this, but the person in front of him was completely different.
Monk Wu Nian said: "The poor monk can't see clearly whether the donor understands or not."
"So what if you understand? So what if you don't understand?"
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are many things that cannot be avoided."
Monk Wu Nian nodded and said: "This cause and effect exists whether the donor recognizes it or not."
Chen Changsheng said: "It seems that I made a mistake."
Monk Wu Nian shook his head and said: "I didn't say anything wrong. The donor should have thought that this world, whether good or bad, all originated from the donor. The cause of everything comes from the donor yourself."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Is it because of the Purana Sutra?"
Monk Wu Nian nodded slightly and said, "Exactly."
"It's exactly what I expected."
Chen Changsheng laughed at himself and said: "But if the Purana Sutra is to be completed by such means, Chen would rather not do it."
Monk Wu Nian said: "Now that it's like this, the donor must have it."
"No."
Chen Changsheng looked at Monk Wu Nian and said, "You don't have to, Chen."
Monk Wu Nian lowered his head and murmured: "Amitabha, many things may not come true."
"Master has his own opinion, and so does Chen. This world should have a day of peace. Since we can return to the past, why not give it a try."
Chen Changsheng said: "Since it started because of Chen, then such cause and effect should be cut off by Chen. Isn't the cause and effect that Master wants to talk about right here?"
Monk Wu Nian paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "The donor still doesn't understand..."
"well."
With a sigh, the figure of Monk Wu Nian turned into the center of the dog's brow as the Buddha's light returned.
Chen Changsheng frowned slightly, "Not here..."
He was a little confused for a moment, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.
Chen Changsheng sighed softly and stopped thinking about it.
After all, many things in this world need to be ended by him personally.
However, these words were just Chen Changsheng's words to comfort himself. Now at a critical moment, he was actually a little hesitant.
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The realm of gods, the tombs of heaven and earth.
Time has changed in the blink of an eye, but there are still the same few old faces in the divine realm.
The drunken Mazi on the city wall, the cursed Du Aniang in the wine shop, and the ruthless Song Gudao. Hundreds of faces have not changed for a long time.
The Divine Realm was particularly quiet on this day.
When Du Aniang saw Song Gudao, she stopped scolding him and served him wine after seeing him come in.
She makes the best wine.
Song Gudao was a little surprised. He laughed dryly and said, "Thank you."
Du Aniang looked at him, her eyes moistened unknowingly, she reached out to wipe them away and said, "You're welcome."
Song Gudao sat in the wine shop, drinking one glass after another without stopping.
Du Aniang sat there and just watched Song Gudao drink one cup after another. This must be the most polite time Song Gudao drank.
Du Aniang suddenly said: "You owe me a total of ninety-one taels, please remember to pay it back."
Song Gudao paused after hearing this. He nodded with a smile and said, "One word in return."
Du Aniang knew that he knew something and could not persuade him any more, so she said nothing more.
The pot of wine quickly ran out.
Song Gudao picked up the sword on the table, glanced at the old widow in the cabinet and said, "Let's go."
Du Aniang looked at him and was silent for a long time.
Finally, he said: "Remember."
"good."
Song Gudao walked out of the wine shop holding his sword.
Du Aniang got up and came to the door of the wine shop. She looked at Song Gudao's figure and shouted.
"Hello!!"
Song Gudao turned around and said, "What's wrong?"
Du A Niang said: "I never said I was a widow!"
Song Gudao was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
Du Aniang's voice suddenly became softer and she said, "If you die, I will really become a widow."
Song Gudao opened his lips slightly, and the sword in his hand trembled.
The two looked at each other from a distance.
Song Gu Dao took one last look at the woman at the door of the wine shop, then clenched his sword and walked out of the city.
Du Aniang didn't wait for that reply in the end.
She sat at the door of the wine shop. For a moment, it seemed as if there was no sound from the outside world. She stared at Song Gudao's back until he disappeared from her sight.
…
Song Gudao reached out and pushed open the city gate.
Dozens of people on the city wall noticed the movement and looked down the city.
"The surname is Song!"
Mazi's face turned red, and he asked, "What are you doing out of the city?"
Song Gudao held the sword and said: "Kill the demon!"
As soon as these words came out, dozens of people on the city wall frowned.
Mazi glanced at the looks of several people around him, and then asked: "Where is the demon killing?"
"Thirty-six holes."
Song Gudao said something, and then said to Mazi: "If I leave and never come back, you will be the leader!"
Mazi's face changed immediately when he heard this.
"Into your mother!"
Mazi cursed loudly, "You'd better come back to me!"
Song Gudao smiled and looked at the green mountains in the distance.
The long sword fell out of his hand, he stepped on it, then rode the wind with his sword and went to the green mountain to kill the monster in the cave.
After Song Gudao left, dozens of eyes on the city wall looked at Mazi.
Mazi frowned and immediately pulled out the knife.
At this moment, he was extremely awake.
"Ci Yin..."
The sound of the sword's roar reached everyone's ears.
Mazi said coldly: "He's not dead yet, and you can't wait any longer?"
Everyone frowned and looked at each other in silence.
Mazi snorted coldly and immediately put away the long knife.
His eyes looked towards the green mountains in the distance.
He knew that Song Gudao was certain. When it came to doing things, no one among the hundreds of people could compare to him, Song Gudao.
"Into your mother!"
Mazi cursed again and punched the city wall.
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A fairy sword entered the thirty-sixth hole.
The man called the leader held an ancient sword in his hand and knocked on the mountain gate.
"Song Gudao, Jiang Shouyi's disciple, comes to kill him!"
That day, dozens of great demons appeared.
Song Gu Dao has nine swords in total.
Killed fifteen great demons of the six realms, and four of the great demons of the seven realms.