Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 395 Heart is like steel, giant swallows the sun, two purple fates
After Ji Yuan left Tianjing, he did not join Luo Yuzhen's caravan.

Instead, he led the troops alone and walked slowly on the official road.

One is to consider that Fusi of the Northern Township of the imperial court walked with Tongbao Bank, like a guard.

If it is spread out, it is easy to give up the truth and provoke criticism from Yushitai;

The second is to go to Liaodong with high mountains and long rivers, which is thousands of miles away.

Now that the snow has not melted, the road is difficult to walk, and the path is muddy, which is not suitable for traveling.

If the starry night gallops without stopping for a moment, it will only make people tired and exhausted.

Instead, it wiped out its own bravery and spirit, and became a tired soldier with weakened combat power.

It's better to wait until you leave the Daming Mansion, pass by the big post stations in various prefectures, and then break them into pieces one by one.

Yu Jiyuan, with the general banner and the soldiers under his command, each transferred to the monster bird, and arrived in Liaodong one step ahead.

The rest of the small flags will travel long distances by horses.

The rest of Tiqi was a bit tired, and accompanied Luo and Zhen's caravan in the second half of the journey, which can be regarded as taking care of each other.

In this way, the itinerary will not be slowed down too much, and it will not be possible to set foot on the Baishan Heishui until March and April.

As for the last point, it is Ji Yuan's Qi induction through the Huangtian Dao Map.

He had somehow sensed that Master Linji, who had not bid farewell to Tianjing, was likely to silently follow behind.

Therefore, he deliberately slowed down and chose to wait for the killing monk here.

"The old monk originally thought that his whereabouts were secret, but unexpectedly, he had already been exposed to Jiulang's eyes.

As expected of Jiulang, the old monk's good apprentice.

There are only a handful of descendants of Yinmai successors in the past who have been able to practice the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra" to this point. "

Holding a copper bowl, the old monk with a withered body smiled lightly and walked slowly into the lobby.

Those small flags and tiqi who were sitting scattered around were pushing cups and changing cups.

Seeing thousands of households in his family standing up to greet him, how dare he be negligent.

There was a crash, like a wave rising in unison.

They all stood straight in front of the table to show respect.

"What is the origin of the stinky monk?"

Such a big movement scared the waiter who had spoken so rudely just now, his face turned pale, and he almost fell to the ground.

How could he have imagined, an old monk with an unattractive appearance, like a dying candle in the wind.

To be able to get such a great courtesy!

According to the rumors, Beizhen Fusi gang is fierce and vicious, and they frequently ransack their families and exterminate their families.

When did you learn to respect the elderly?

The life-killing monk glanced lightly, saw the sticky blood stains on the waiter's hands, and sighed:
"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless. If you look back, you will be right. The benefactor has created too much killing karma. You should put down the butcher knife to be free."

The waiter was a black and thick man with a fleshy face. He was inexplicably panicked by the words of the killing monk, and said embarrassingly:

"The master really knows how to tell jokes. I earn a living by killing pigs and sheep in the village. If I put down the butcher's knife, what should I rely on for food?"

The killing monk shook his head slightly, as if he saw a stubborn person who was obsessed with obsession.

Shopkeeper Zhou, who was carrying the dish, hurried forward, kicked the thick black man forcefully, and said with a smile:
"He is just a stupid piece of wood, master, don't care about this kind of idiot,

It’s good to create less killing karma, if the killing karma is too heavy, you will go to hell after death. "

The life-killing monk didn't even lift his drooping eyelids, his cloudy eyes swept over the innkeeper with fleshless cheeks, and he shook his head and said:
"Almsgiver, you are suffering from the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance. If you don't get rid of them, you may suffer great disasters."

Shopkeeper Zhou, who was nicknamed "Bapi", smiled perfunctorily, and said perfunctorily:

"The master is right, the young ones will definitely not go to gambling stalls in the future,
When you meet a temple, you enter, when you meet a Buddha, you worship, do more good deeds, and avoid greed, anger, and ignorance! "

The life-killing monk also shook his head and did not make a sound.

With one hand raised, he saluted and recited the Buddha's name.

Passing by with a blank expression, he climbed up to the second floor calmly.

"Go down first, I will discuss Buddhism with Master Linji."

Ji Yuan waved his hand and told Pei Tu, Li Yan and others to eat by themselves.

Afterwards, he poured a large bowl out of the wine jar and handed it to the killing monk.

This scene fell into the eyes of shopkeeper Zhou who greeted Xiaoqi and Tiqi downstairs, secretly heaving a sigh of relief:
"It turned out that he was also a fake monk who ate meat and drank wine. He must have had a lot of background to make such a big show!"

Such evil people like him who open black shops, do dirty things, and have no conscience are most afraid of the kind of true eminent monks who are profound in Buddhism.

With sharp eyesight, you can see how much karmic debt you bear at a glance, and you can't hide it at all.

Fortunately, although there are many officials and Taoists in Jingzhou coming and going.

But most of them are escorts of merchants and merchants, and few of them are masters from Buddhism and Taoism.

"This bowl of wine is respectful to the master who accompanied him all the way, followed far behind, and suffered all the hardships of wind, food and dew."

After Ji Yuan sat down, he looked deeply at the dusty monk, and said seriously.

Immediately, he picked up the large coarse porcelain bowl with both hands and pushed it forward, raised his head and drank it all.

"The second bowl of wine, I respect the great kindness of the master for teaching the Dharma and teaching the karma, and shielding us from the wind and rain many times!"

The martial arts that Ji Yuan is practicing now is based on the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra" and the "Three Yin Killing Demon Sword" as the basis for killing.

Condensing the two great seals of mountains and waters in Zhoutian Taoist Temple, most of the experience and comprehension are inseparable from the teachings of the killing monks.

In particular, Liang Guogong Yang Hong wanted to go to Beijing to question the crime before, but the latter was also stopped by the latter when he went out of the city.

It can be said that without the all-out protection of the life-killing monk, Ji Yuan would never be able to rise to the top and become the unrivaled upstart in Tianjing City.

Even with Dong Gong's backing, at most he would save his life, but he would inevitably be severely suppressed like Zong Pingnan back then.

"This third bowl is the meeting with Master on the official road in the dark and windy night of this month. I am overjoyed and drink to the brim!"

The young Qianhu in the big red python clothes breathed a sigh of relief, and drank three bowls of spirits down his throat.

It made his face a little red, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

The majestic qi and blood are stimulated, running through the limbs and bones.

At this time, it only needs to stimulate the Qi pulse a little bit and circulate the inner breath to force out the strong alcohol smell.

But Ji Yuan didn't do that, instead he was immersed in the feeling of drunkenness.

Putting down the large porcelain bowl, said softly:

"Looking back on the past, Jiulang has received a lot of favors from the master,

But never got anything in return, deeply ashamed.

Let's toast him with Boji wine first, and express our thanks. "

The skinny face of the killing monk trembled twice, he looked at Ji Yuan who was watching the wolf Gu with soft eyes, and said with a smile:
"My good disciple, why do you have to be so pretentious.

In my opinion, your mind is too heavy, and you think too much about everything, which is not in line with the Buddhist mind.

Temples all over the world, jungles in ten directions, what epiphany and gradual enlightenment, Mahayana and Hinayana.

In the end, it all comes down to one way, picking up and letting go.

Picking up everything is practice, letting go of everything is becoming a Buddha.

In a very short period of time, you have practiced the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra" to great success.

Conceive the ape of the heart and form the body of fighting and defeating Buddha.

Talent and understanding, needless to say.

But in my opinion, Jiulang, you still... lack a bit of free and easy freedom to come and go and let the world be free.

The cultivation of human nature lies in one's background, one's experience, one's beating by the world situation, and tempering in the world of mortals.

When you stayed in Tianjing before, it was like a tiger lying on a hill or a dragon sleeping in the shallows.

Even if one possesses a whole body of ability, it is difficult to display it to the fullest in a dragon's pond and tiger's lair where there are many masters and arrogance.

There are the Eastern Palace, the Cabinet, and the Six Departments in the court hall, and there are vassals, princes, and aristocratic families outside.

Layers of power are intertwined like a net, which really suppresses the spirit in his chest.

This trip to Baishan Heishui, although dangerous, is not bad.

The roc needs to spread its wings for nine days, and the dragon also needs to go into the river! "

Ji Yuan thoughtfully, nodded slightly and said:
"What the master said is very true. As the saying goes, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap.

The capital city is the most benevolent place in the world, and there are as many great masters sitting in the city alone.

Not to mention those Tianjiao disciples of the six true traditions.

With a background like mine, even if I get ahead, I'm not so comfortable. "

When he was Yunying Tiqi, he had to fight with Shangguan Baihu, and even provoked Qianhu.

Later, he exchanged ideas with Liang Guogong's lackeys several times.

From guest Qing Yuan Bai, to Yang Lixiao, one of the Thirteen Taibao, Meng Changhe and his father-in-law Yan Sheng...

If it hadn't been for the crown prince Bai Hanzhang to ask for a decree, Yang Que would be accused again.

Gouging out a piece of Yang Hong's flesh in this way made the Duke really feel pain.

That's why I was reluctant to dormant silently!

After such a reminder from the killing monk, Ji Yuan suddenly came to his senses.

Staying alone in Tianjing City, the opponents you meet, the iron walls you have to overcome, and the strong backing you should overthrow.

It is beyond the level that a Liaodong military household and a Beizhen Fusi Tiqi can fight against.

"If it weren't for the map of the Emperor's Way, if it wasn't for my strength, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for me to get to where I am today."

Ji Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly, his mind sank slightly, and he saw the strong aura three inches above his head.

I learned the essence of half of the word refining formula from Yuan Tiangang, and I seem to have realized a little bit more.

When a person's popularity is extremely strong, he will be able to do things without any disadvantages.

It seems to be loved by the heavens, and the gods look down on it.

For example, Emperor Guangwu of the Great Yan Dynasty tried to seize the orthodox position of Xuanzhou when the rebellious officials usurped power.

As a result, the country is still alive, and the luck is endless, and a ZTE master blessed by the destiny is urged.

That is to say, Emperor Guangwu, who was demoted from Fengtu Liehou to a county magistrate, and his family was in decline.

This person can be said to be 3000 years old, and his luck is noble and grand, the top three!

Fighting against the usurpers, the new dynasty had an army of 40 tigers and wolves, while Emperor Guangwu had only 1 people on hand.

The disparity in troop strength almost made the battle situation overwhelming.

Unexpectedly, a flying star landed on the ground and directly hit the Xinchao camp.

According to the historical records of later generations, the wind and thunder howled that day, and the blood rained like water!
The faction against the party who assisted usurpers in power was almost wiped out in this battle!

It's not a big deal, but his elder brother, who was originally more prestigious than him, was assassinated, and he was hunted down by the leader of the rebel army who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

Emperor Guangwu escaped all the way in a thrilling way, but saw the surging river ahead, blocking his way.

Just when he was desperate, a dragon came out of the water and carried him across the river.

He swallowed up the pursuers in one gulp, and ascended to heaven.

After returning to his hometown, the world's heroes bowed down, and all the tyrants looked forward to it.

In just two years, millions of people have been entangled.

Immediately after repeated battles and victories, it went smoothly, proclaimed himself emperor and ascended the throne, and continued for 200 years as the king of Yan.

When Yuan Tiangang wrote the book of fate, he once asserted that Emperor Guangwu was the son of destiny spurred by the dragon vein of Dayan, and he came into being in response to the times.

That's why there is such a profound fortune, which makes this kind of anecdote that sounds bizarre and absurd.

"It can be seen from this that tyranny also has its disadvantages. Over time, it is easy to breed doom!

When the moon is full, it loses, and when the water is full, it overflows. Since I seized the [Yin Virtue] destiny,
Luck is getting better and better, but disasters and catastrophes are also continuous, that's the reason.

Especially in Tianjing, where Jingchao's national fortune and dragon energy are gathered, the longer one stays in such a place, the more one will suppress one's own fortune, making it difficult to take off. "

Ji Yuan came to a realization in his heart, it seemed that he made the right choice in the matter of traveling out of Beijing on a hunting trip.

"Although this old man is your protector, he can only finish the trip to the Daming Mansion.

For the white mountains and black waters after that, it's up to Jiulang to go by yourself.

In order to transform into a dragon, the Jiaomang must first overturn the river and the sea, and endure the strong wind and waves. "

The killing monk smiled kindly, and he has no regrets in finding a satisfactory successor at this age.

"Master, is he worried that Yang Hong will find me unlucky?"

Ji Yuan had guessed before, and when he heard the words of the killing monk, he immediately understood.

The Duke of Liang lived in retirement in Wulu County, Jingzhou, and the Beizhen Fusi team was mighty and mighty, walking in the official way, very eye-catching.

There is no guarantee that Yang Hong, who just lost his son and his daughter has become stupid again, will not be angered, and thus kill himself painfully.

There is a saying that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away.

Although he has not yet left the Daming Mansion, it will take half a day at the earliest for a decree from the Eastern Palace to reach Jingzhou.

And if a military master really wants to kill someone, he can trample to death a young man who exchanged blood from the Third Heaven, and at most two snaps of his fingers are enough.

This is the reason why the life-killing monk hides in the dark and walks with him to protect the way.

But as long as he leaves the Daming Mansion, he will step out of the shadow of the Duke of Liang's Mansion.

No matter how loyal those disciples and old officials were to Yang Hong, it was impossible for them to agree to openly attack and kill the thousand households of Fusi in Beizhen.

Even Zhao Wulie, the head of the thirteen Taibao who is in charge of the guards, is doing this kind of daring and outrageous thing through the hands of others.

Drive Meng Changhe, Jindao Yansheng, and Blood Eagle Eight Guards to fight desperately!

Moreover, once it is not done carefully, the price paid will be extremely high.

The fact that Yang Hong lost the life of his own son is a clear proof.

"Old man Yang Hong has been in charge of the army for many years. He has never cared about his reputation. Bullying the small and the strong bullying the weak is a common occurrence for him, so we must guard against it."

The life-killing monk said flatly, in the most ordinary tone:

"Even if he personally leads three thousand Great Liang iron cavalry and develops a military situation, I can still block it... for a few days and nights."

The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself:

"Use your body to block the grandmaster of the military strategist, and more than three thousand elite cavalry of the fourth heaven...Master, you are really fierce."

He and the killing monk each drank two or three jars of good wine, but they did not stimulate their internal breath to dissipate the smell of the wine, and gradually felt a little more comfortable.

The skinny old monk named "Linji" hit the bowl with chopsticks and sang aloud:
"The Buddha is on the head of my six suns, and the ancestor is between my eyes! The Buddha's thunderbolt splits my stubborn heart, and the ancestor's golden light pierces my dim old eyes..."

Taking advantage of the high atmosphere, Ji Yuan finally found an opportunity to mobilize half of the calligraphy exercises.

The mind and spirit unite with the destiny, showing the phantom of the endless, endless, endless river of luck.

Facing his disciples, the killing monk didn't put up much defense, but instead had a kind of genuine freedom to let go of everything.

Buzz, buzz!

The brilliance of the Huangtian Dao Diagram rippled like layers of ripples, falling on the decayed body of the killing monk, snatching strands of invisible energy.

【killing monk】

[Fate]: [Blood Sea Nirvana]

[Fate number: Buddha's Heart (green), Taoist (green), Conquering Demons (green), Dragon Elephant Vigorously (green), Precepts (White), Asceticism (White), Killing like hemp (White)
Karma-ridden (ash), sinful karma (ash), murder (ash)]

【Auspicious God: Five Directions Uncovering the Truth】

【Fierce God: Rakshasa Evil Ghost】

Seeing it clearly through the map of Huangtian Dao, Ji Yuan couldn't help but hold his breath, and began to refine his destiny!
A large amount of Dao Yun was thrown into the furnace like burning firewood, and suddenly burst out a dazzling gleam of green and white flow!
The phantom of the long river of luck hanging above is constantly oscillating, as if shaking the void.

A burst of weakness like hollowing out his body suddenly hit his whole body.

Ji Yuan's mind was fixed, he didn't move at all, he just ran the word refining formula.

It seems that there is an invisible big hand, holding the three gray fates of [karma entanglement], [sin karma], and [killing evil].

Slowly, wisps of purple glow appeared in front of Ji Yuan's eyes like water overflowing.

【Heart like steel (purple)】!
【Pang Ran Swallows the Sun (Purple)】!
The killing monk suddenly frowned, and his thin body was like an old tree sprouting new shoots, suddenly bursting with extraordinary vitality.

His face trembled wildly, and Gu Jing's calm state of mind shook instantly, as if he couldn't believe it.

"This……"

(End of this chapter)