Volume Five, The Pen of God, Chapter 110: Snow Lotus on the Cliff
In the fields under the hanging temple, the monks walking were punished by the precepts, so they naturally had no patience with believers. The harshness of the situation was even more terrifying than the nobles in the tribes.
The monk by the lake was able to make believers kneel so close, and did not frown at the unpleasant smell on their bodies, and seemed extremely calm and natural.
This monk is so outstanding and extraordinary, so he is naturally Jun Mo.
The wind was a little strong across the lake. Ning Que listened casually, but he didn't hear what the second senior brother was saying clearly. He held the girl's hand and walked over there, gradually speeding up his pace.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the side of the meadow. More than ten mighty and majestic men rode on horseback. The man in fur waved the whip in his hand and looked at the scene.
The herdsmen kneeling on the ground shouted a few words, probably to let them disperse.
The herdsmen stood up in fear and wanted to avoid it. They were worried that the master who had finally invited from the tribe was swung by the whip. They waved their hands in panic and defended the man on the horse's back.
"Master Bai Yi, this is..."
Before he finished speaking, the whip was swung down fiercely, landed on the shoulder of an old herder, and a blood mark was drawn. This was because the man had not sat firmly, otherwise if he had let the whip be slap in his mouth, he would have only
It was so vicious that the old herder's shoulder would be torn off a piece of flesh and blood.
The men who followed the noble man pulled out the sword beside the saddle, shouted loudly at the herdsmen on the lakeside, wielding the sword to intimidate, and even urged the mounts under him to drive them away.
The nobleman looked at Jun Mo who was surrounded by herders and shouted loudly: "The Living Buddha said that he is an evil person from the foreign teacher and is not a master at all! Why don't you get out of the way!"
The herdsmen looked at the nobles on the horse in horror, but did not get out of the way. It was not that they were brave enough to violate Master Baiyi's orders. But they firmly believed that Junmo was the master, otherwise how could he be so compassionate to his lowly selves? So they were very
I am afraid that Master Bai will be punished by the Buddha if he hurts the master.
The noble man also knew that he couldn't explain clearly to these stupid untouchables. He raised the whip in his hand and pointed at Jun Mo and said, "Tie this disabled person, the living Buddha said that he would burn him to death."
The men responded in unison. They rushed towards the lake with a horse's belly. The knife in their hands reflected the sunlight and looked extremely sharp. The herdsmen were frightened and fled everywhere.
Seeing the monk in yellow clothes being knocked down, the nobleman's eyes became cruel. The Living Buddha did say that he would capture the evil man alive and burn him to death, but this evil man dared to instigate him.
The slave rebelled and had to suffer some life before burning him to death. Should he cut his ears or chop his remaining left arm down? Or should he peel off his skin?
Just as he was thinking about this, the noble man suddenly felt a cold wind coming from behind his head. He had no time to dodge, but he felt a cold in his ears. Then he lighted his left shoulder, and then a wet feeling on his face.
Waves emerged from the blue lake, as if a strange beast was about to go ashore, and a black shadow broke through the waves. It roared through the air and finally landed in the hands of the monk in yellow.
It was a square and thick iron sword.
Jun Mo waved his sword. More than ten heads rose up in the air, and more than ten blood flowers spurted wildly from the men's necks towards the particularly high sky, as if they wanted to clean up the sinful sky.
Although the iron sword is generous, the person who uses the sword never knows what it is generous. He only knows the truth about squareness.
There was no intense scene, and there was no even a fight. Jun Mo just waved his sword and everything was over.
The nobleman looked at the scene with a pale face, and he opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak. Then he gradually felt the pain and reached out to find that his face was covered with blood.
The iron sword broke through the lake and landed in Jun Mo's hands. It happened to pass by his mount. Just as he wiped his body, the noble man fell into an ear, a broken arm, and a piece of flesh and blood were cut on his face.
The noble man's face was covered in blood, his ears and arms were broken, and he looked extremely miserable. When he discovered all this, he was even more painful and fearful, and almost fainted.
It is worthy of being a person who lives in such a harsh environment. He has forced himself to not fall off the horse's back. He just looked at Jun Mo by the lake and became extremely frightened.
The noble man never expected that this cult demon was so powerful. Without hesitation, he used his remaining arms to pull the reins, rode his mount and rushed towards his tribe.
He didn't dare to look back or say anything harsh, so he asked the demon to wait for him to come back to take revenge. Of course, he would definitely come back to take revenge. Then he would kill all the people here.
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The herders who fled around gradually walked back, looking at the dozen corpses by the lake and the horses that were a little confused because of the loss of their masters, their eyes were also very confused.
Living in the cruel underground world, they have seen many bloody scenes, and even more cruel scenes, but they have never imagined that one day, Mr. Bai's most powerful butchers would,
It will be turned into a dead person in such a simple way.
Looking at the monks in yellow on the lakeside, people knelt down again, their faces filled with awe and fear, and a faint uneasiness, and they didn't know what to do next.
The old herder walked up to Jun Mo and knelt down, kissed the land in front of his shoes, and said in a trembling voice: "Great and kind master, please leave quickly."
Jun Mo looked at his head expressionlessly and said, "Because I will implicate you after I stay?"
"No!"
The old herder raised his head, his dark face was full of wrinkles and tears of pain, and said, "If you can have time, you will definitely become the most powerful master, or even a living Buddha, but now you
Although it is strong, it is still not enough. As for us, we will definitely die, please don’t worry.”
Jun Mo's expression gradually became gentle, and he said, "That person will come with countless swords and arrows, even the living Buddha you mentioned, so I want to stay here."
The old herder said tremblingly: "Even if you can kill all the warriors of Master Bai Yi, or even defeat the living Buddha, you will anger the Buddha on the sacred mountain..."
"Buddha?"
Jun Mo looked at the extremely high mountain in the distance and said expressionlessly: "To you, that sacred mountain is very high, but if you have the opportunity to walk to the ground, you will know that the mountain is actually very short.
, looking at it on the ground, it was just an inconspicuous small mound."
Hearing this passage, the lakeside suddenly became extremely quiet. Only the fish that had been frightened by the iron sword in the lake water swam everywhere, and the herdsmen looked confused.
They have never heard of this. They don’t know what the ground is. Isn’t the field they are standing on the ground? Is there any other ground? Where is that ground? Why does standing on that ground look like a mountain when you look at it?
Small mound? No, how could the sacred mountain be a small mound?
A childish voice broke the silence between the scene.
The little girl Ning Que was holding asked curiously: "Master, where is the ground you mentioned?"
The herdsmen on the lakeside looked particularly frightened. In their opinion, the little girl should not ask this question, because it means blasphemy against the Buddha on the sacred mountain.
A middle-aged woman was probably the mother of a little girl. She was so scared that her face was pale. She wanted to go forward and drag her back and beat her up, but found that her daughter was holding a stranger and did not dare to go forward.
Jun Mo saw Ning Que and Sangsang, and was slightly stunned. Then he ignored them and said to the little girl: "We are underground now, and the ground is above."
He pointed behind him and said, "Climb up this cliff and you will reach the real ground."
Behind him was the extremely high and steep cliff. For countless years, it was this cliff that imprisoned countless generations of serfs and herders underground. In Sangsang's words, it was a well wall, but in fact it was a prison wall.
The herders followed his fingers and looked at the cliff, with no end at all. There was often clouds and mist. They thought that this cliff was almost as high as the sacred mountain, how could it be climbed up?
For countless years, no one has climbed up this cliff. In the teachings of monks, this idea gradually became a blasphemy of the Buddha. Who dares to try it?
The herdsmen looked at the cliff and suddenly woke up. They found that they really wanted to see what the "ground" on the cliff was. They couldn't help but feel that they were guilty and kept kowtowing.
Jun Mo looked at the herdsmen and asked, "Don't you really want to know what's up there?"
No one answered him, and the old herder said devoutly: "Master, that place is the kingdom of Buddha, how can we ordinary people with serious sins go?"
Jun Mo ignored him and looked at the crowd, wanting to hear someone give different answers. However, a long time passed, the lakeside was still quiet.
His expression seemed a little tired and a little disappointed.
At this moment, the little girl Ning Que was holding spoke.
I don’t know if it was because Ning Que’s hands were very warm, which brought great courage to the little girl. She whispered in a translucent voice as if she was as beautiful as a lake: “I want to go up and take a look.”
Countless eyes looked at the little girl, and her mother even fainted.
The little girl lowered her head, looking a little uneasy and scared.
Ning Que gently pinched her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid."
The little girl raised her head courageously, pointed to somewhere in the middle of the cliff, and said, "I not only thought, but I have really been up there. Although I haven't climbed very high, I have climbed there."
"I saw the lambs that could see farther there, and I saw them all over the other side of Lake Golan, and then found them. Then, I saw a snow lotus on the cliff."
The little girl looked at people and said.
The herdsmen on the lakeside raised their heads in shock and followed the little girl's fine hands to look at the cliff. They found that it was not high and they could indeed climb up. There were snow lotus there?
"No matter how high the cliff is, as long as you dare to climb, you will be able to climb to the highest point one day. But if you don't dare to climb, then how can you see the snow lotus no matter how close it is?"
Jun Mo looked at the cliff and said calmly.
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(Chapter 4, today... I'm brave enough to say it, but it's going to be late, because I'm hungry and haven't had dinner yet. Chapter 5 will be around 1:00.)