Volume 6, Suddenly, Chapter 90: Destroying Buddha (1)
Ning Que looked at him quietly without any fear.
After a long time, the butcher put the knife back on the chopping board, but his hand was not off the handle.
He said, "I don't care about your killing, but I care about eternity. Don't go to Xiling again, otherwise I will kill people."
Ning Que said, "I've come in, how do you kill me?"
The butcher did not answer, but just held the knife and tightened his hand for two minutes.
The knife in his hand is the answer. The knife is as heavy as a mountain and as sharp as the wind. From the beginning of human history to the end that can be seen, it is the most terrifying knife.
Just like the green steel sword that Ke Haoran once held upside down.
Ning Que's expression gradually became sober, and his right hand did not reach behind him to hold the hilt of the iron knife.
His iron knife is very powerful, but it is still too far from the knife in the butcher's hand.
"I can't beat you, but it's hard for you to catch up with me."
After Ning Que said this, he turned around and led the big dark horse to leave the butcher shop.
The butcher stood behind the chopping board in the pavilion and looked quietly at his back, his eyes as if they were like a knife.
When Ning Que approaches Taoshan, his eyes will become sharper. When Ning Que is away from Taoshan, his eyes will become calmer, like an old knife slowly entering the sheath.
Under this gaze, Ning Que walked out of the town.
He looked back and saw several temples among the peaks under the blue sky and white clouds. In the Kuxia town, the butcher shop was as before. He couldn't help but remain silent and thought for a long time.
He is no match for the butcher, and he doesn't know that anyone in the academy can beat him.
The butcher was guarding the foot of Taoshan Mountain, and the Tang cavalry could not enter the mountain, and the people in the academy could not enter the mountain.
Ning Que made a special trip here today to see if there is a peaceful solution. Unfortunately, the butcher firmly expressed his attitude. Then the academy had no choice but to think of other methods.
There is only one person, or can change all this.
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There is Southern Jin around the Xiling Divine Kingdom. A little south across the river is the river, and there are many small countries to the east. The Song Dynasty is Song, and the Qi Dynasty is Qi, and the other countries are gathering their arms to prepare for war.
At the end of the Xia Dynasty, Ning Que left the Xiling Divine Kingdom and did not go to the Dahe, but to the East. In the Song, Qi, Liang and Chen countries, priests continued to die, and the coalition forces' momentum was greatly reduced.
Just when the Xiling Temple finally reacted and sent a large number of strong men to try to snipe, or at least temporarily trap Ning Que, no one expected that he had quietly come to Washan.
The town in front of Washan was still like in the past few years. People still rely on stone carvings to maintain their livelihoods. The Yulan Festival has long disappeared, and the incense at Lanke Temple is no longer as good as it was back then. Fortunately, the Buddha statue collapsed.
The countless exquisite stones that collapsed later were enough to be carved for hundreds of years.
In the early morning, a rain fell around Mount Wa. The sea breeze made the top of the mountain cooler than inland, so it was still in summer, but it felt like autumn.
"It seems like back then."
Ning Que stood in front of the Buddha's stone statue, looking at the mountain road among the green mountains, the halls looming behind the forest, and the huge rocks all over the mountains and valleys, and said, "It seems that two words are good, but it is not like the Buddha's statue after all.
Real."
Guanhai monk stood beside him, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, sighing: "What is real?"
Ning Que turned around and looked at him. He said, "The Southern Jin Dynasty is determined, Yan State doesn't need to worry about it for the time being. The temple cannot even win the river. Do you think the Taoist sect can turn the tables? Victory is the real one."
Guanhai Monk was silent for a moment and said, "Don't you find it strange?"
Ning Que did not answer this question directly. The slightly cool rain fell on his face, washed away all his expressions, and said, "When I went to Xiling, I also went to Lanke Temple, just treat it as a share of the spoils."
Guanhai Monk said: "The academy is destroying the Buddha... We are disciples of Buddha."
Ning Que said, "Wrong, the second senior brother destroyed the Buddha's kingdom, not Buddha."
Guanhai Monk said, "My Buddha is merciful. Too many people have died, and you have killed too many people."
Ning Que turned around and looked at him and said, "Wrong, your Buddha has never been compassionate. He saved all sentient beings and taught them to learn Buddhism. In the end, what he wanted was a smaller Pure Land. What he wanted was to spend the eternal night.
Even pursuing more is more than eternity. How can Buddha really care about the world?”
Guanhai Monk said: "According to what you say, then what have we practiced for decades?
Ning Que said: "The Buddhist scriptures are not all written by the Buddha. Master Qishan taught me to read them. You have also read them. When practicing Buddhism, what you are practicing is not the Buddha, but ourselves."
The monk Guanhai was silent.
Ning Que said again: "You are Buddha, I am also Buddha. Everyone in the world becomes a Buddha, just as Ye Su said in the Protestant Buddhist scriptures but did not explain, everyone is Haotian, so the world is naturally a Buddha's country, and it is also
Kingdom of God.”
Guanhai Monk sighed with emotion, looked at his pale and thin cheeks, and said, "What about you? Keep killing like this? You can't hold on for too long."
In the ruins of Buddha statues, there are some wild flowers, and the flowers are yellow, very similar to the flower back then.
Ning Que looked at the flower, the mountain road hidden in the forest, thinking about the words Sangsang had said in the Zen temple, squinted his eyes slightly, and could not tell whether it was joy or sorrow.
He was willing to lose his realm and life span, running around the world, killing people constantly, and looking for people. Just as the butcher said, he was not as fast as the audience and the drunkard, but he felt that he knew her intentions and that she was the most in the world.
The past I cherished, even if I can’t sense her specific location now, there is always a possibility of finding her, for example, it is possible that she lives in the Zen Temple in Washan, right?
Unfortunately, she is not here.
He said, "You can hold on for as long as you can."
Guanhai Monk said, "Use killing to attain the Tao?"
Ning Que shook his head and said, "This statement is too pretentious and too perverted. Only people like Liansheng can do it. Although I will kill and kill less than Liansheng, I am no less evil than him.
, but the ideas are still different. I don’t know what will happen to this world, and I don’t have any idea of taking the initiative to destroy the world. I am just making some preparations.”
Guanhai Monk sighed: "It seems that something is wrong, either."
This is his second mention.
The victory of Tang Guohe Academy seemed to be established by Ning Que running around thousands of miles to kill people, but in fact it was the general trend. He just used this terrifying method to speed up the entire process.
The Taoist sect ruled the world for countless years, and the Xiling Temple has unimaginable resources. Logically speaking, at least it would not have been defeated so quickly. The reason for this was all due to... Ye Su's death.
Because Ye Su died, Protestantism grew vigorously like weeds after spring rain, which seriously shook the foundation of the ruling of the Taoist sect. Because Ye Su died, the Xiling Temple was divided and civil strife continued.
Everything seems to be just an irrational decision by the observer.
But will the viewer make irrational decisions?
No matter how irrational a person is, he will not think so.
Guanhai Monk would not think so, Ning Que would not. He had even vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, but he had no choice but to passively respond to the chess piece - guessing the owner's thoughts does not mean that he could see through it.
Ning Que can only solve the complex situation with the simplest response in his layout.
The simplest thing is life and death. The swords are separated by two worlds.
He only hopes that his speed is fast enough, and that the world has changed before the success of the viewer, so that even if the viewer's situation is successful, it will become meaningless.
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There are many people who want to change the world. Master, Buddha, Ke Haoran, Liansheng, they have all made such attempts, either failed or are still on the road. People like drunkards and butchers do not want to change the world, which is also an impact in itself.
Or change, all the premise is the strength of these people.
Some people may not be as unfathomable as butchers in terms of realm cultivation or strength, but they can also change the world because they have unfathomable and powerful will.
The dark underground world, which was surrounded by the cliff wall for tens of thousands of years, has been completely changed by one person. The wildfires that prairie fire illuminated the heaven and earth and the Prajna peak, and also pointed out the way.
The uprising war over several years has completely changed the order of the underground Buddhist kingdom. Especially in early summer, the reinforcements of the right tent king's court were attacked by a Tang army that quietly left the pass from the Pamir Mountains. The baggage, food and grass were lost heavily.
After that, no one could change the end of this war.
The huge peak that was lonely from the ground of the sinkhole was already everywhere, and the Yellow Temple hidden in the green forest was many of which had been swallowed by flames. There were also many burning scars in the continuous forest.
The trees do not exist, and countless mountain paths are exposed in sight, as if countless threads are trying to stitch something in vain.
At the front of the mountain road, Jun Mo held an iron sword in his hand, looked at Qi Nian, who was seriously injured, with no expression on his face. The clothes he wore in the past were destroyed in the battle. He picked up a monk's robe somewhere, but his new hair was still
It is gray and white, so it is not accumulated, and the stubble is very short, reflecting the firelight in the distance, like a Buddha.
Under a Bodhi tree not far away, Master Huang Yang had closed his eyes and passed away. As a Tang Dynasty man, he didn't know how to deal with himself between the academy and the Buddha's kingdom. After years of hard thinking, I don't know if there was any at the end.
The answer is reached, but no one is qualified to say that this is escape, or should be understood more as liberation.
Qi Nian was covered in blood, his cassock was broken, and his expression was extremely haggard. He pointed to the wildfires all over the mountains and the temples that gradually turned into ashes, and said, "Is it the principle of killing people to destroy Buddha?"
Jun Mo said, "It is my reason to destroy Buddha."
Qi Nian said: "I once heard a saying in the academy that existence is the truth."
Jun Mo said, "My junior brother's delirium is extremely wrong."
Qi Nian said slightly, "It turns out that Mr. II cannot reason."
Jun Mo's expression remained unchanged and said, "Because I have reason, you will naturally not be able to talk about me."
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(Go out for a walk after supper and continue writing.)