Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 779 Kill
In such a small border country, there is no orthodox Taoist inheritance, and they don't even recognize the wooden scriptures.

Wang Hongda turned his head to look at Xu Hui, and said calmly, "Kill."

Xu Hui was shocked, this was the first time he ordered to kill since he followed Wang Hongda for so long!
Xu Hui didn't dare to be negligent, and sacrificed the blowing meat to damage the gourd, and blew it on the three people!
"run!"

The three wanted to escape, but where was the time?All three of them staggered and lay on the ground. Looking back, their legs were already entangled by vines and weeds!

"what--"

The three screamed in horror and turned into dust.

"This is a group of human traffickers, smugglers, who treat human life like nothing, have committed countless evils, and deserve to die here."

After Wang Hongda explained, he brought a few people back to the camp, took out a small flower, and walked around the camp tent a few times.

"what……"

The sound of stretching came from the tent.

"Where is this? What happened to us?"

Everyone walked out of the tent one after another and came around Wang Hongda and the others.

Wang Xuesong cleared his throat: "You were arrested by human traffickers and drugged. We have dealt with this group of human traffickers. You are now safe. This is the mainland, and that is Siam. Go back to your homes."

Half of them are mainlanders, and they are very grateful to Wang Hongda and others. Wang Hongda brought a dozen people to the county seat.

The relatives reunited and hugged each other with tears. Wang Hongda and others watched from afar, feeling quite relieved.

Wang Maosong walked up to Wang Hongda, and said, "Teacher, before I started, I thought that cultivation was just a matter of self-cultivation, but today I understand that it is important to work harder if you can, and to do your best."

People went to the empty camp, and a group of people came, fully armed and equipped, they were a group of white mercenaries.

Leading the way was a petite white woman with blond hair and blue eyes, with a thin figure, tightly wrapped in a black hooded cloak, and carrying an iron staff with the sun carved on it, walking around the camp. go.

"People have let go."

A mercenary came to report to the woman.

The woman nodded: "It's okay, we've already got what we want. These people are all dead, so we don't need to do anything. Let's go."

A group of mercenaries disappeared into the boundless jungle.

Wang Hongda and others returned to Linhai without any danger.

Song Wenli called Wang Hongda several times, fearing that he would die.

After Wang Hong arrived in Linhai, he sent her a text message: "I'm back."

After a while, I received a call from Song Ziyi.

On the phone, Song Ziyi was quite dissatisfied: "You didn't tell me when you came back. I heard it from my aunt. We are all worried that you are dead!"

Wang Hongda was helpless: "How could I die? I know magic spells!"

Song Ziyi rolled her eyes at Wang Hongda on the phone: "Huh! My aunt said, I want to thank you, and my grandpa wants to see you too! You have time to eat!"

Wang Hongda waved his hand: "Is this the tone of your invitation to dinner?"

Song Ziyi muttered: "That's the tone! You won't say anything when you come back?"

Wang Hongda had no choice but to admit his mistake and apologize: "Okay, okay, I know, I was wrong, next time I come back, I will be the first to tell you, and then I will tell Zhang Xue, okay?"

Song Ziyi turned angry into a smile: "Then there's no need, you'd better tell Zhang Xue first, otherwise, Zhang Xue will think I'm robbing her of a man."

The Song family grandly invited Mu Xianmen to dinner, and Wang Hongda, Zhang Xue, Wang Xuesong and others all went, and it was an eye-opener for Wang Hongda's students to see what a big family is.

On the Song family's side, Song Ziyi, Song Ziyi's parents, grandfather, and Song Wenli were all there.

The conversation was very pleasant, and the Song family gave enough face, but both Wang Hongda and Song Wenli were tight-lipped about how they escaped.

In the next few days, Wang Hongda continued to meditate and practice, but he encountered a bottleneck again.

Regardless of whether it is the dharma body, the wooden book, or the treasure birth clock, these magical artifacts all have one characteristic, that is, cleanliness. If they are slightly unclean, their power will be greatly reduced, or they will not work at all, such as Speaking of beating the old man's head, the wooden book was smeared with black corpse oil, and it withered in an instant, without any effect.

This will not work.

Wang Hongda meditates every day thinking hard about a solution, but he has no idea.

Undecided Chaoyin Temple.

"I'm going to the temple."

Wang Hongda looked at Zhang Xue.

Zhang Xue smiled and stood up: "I will go too!"

The two strolled around Chaoyin Temple. In the afternoon, there was no one, and the quiet place brought people quiet power.

The Great Monk Qingran was chanting scriptures in the main hall.

Wang Hongda and Zhang Xue stood at the door watching, but did not go in.

The Great Monk Liao Ran just finished reading a volume of scriptures, he looked back at the two of them and said, "Come in."

The two sat down on the futon next to Qingran.

"Master, I have doubts."

Liao Ran: "Tell me."

Wang Hongda frowned: "I am originally a wonderful method, pure and untainted, why are you afraid of filth?"

Qingming bowed his head, twisting the rosary lightly.

"It is clean and untainted, and it must be wiped from time to time. Since the original mind is untainted, why is there still obsession with life and death?"

Wang Hongda shook his head: "I don't understand."

Liao Ran: "In my Buddhist sect, there is the quasi-teaching method, do you know it?"

Wang Hongda nodded.

Clearly: "Zhunti, that is, an indestructible pure heart, other secret methods must be clean, and you must not eat five meats, but when you practice Zhunti, you should not avoid meat and fish, do not pick out the net, and you can achieve success if you practice enough, because Its pure mind is firm and indestructible."

"In such a dharma-ending world, the five turbidities are blazing, and the World Honored One is sympathetic, preaching the Dharma of the Vajra, and feeding on the filth. The power of other mantras is generally weakened, but the Vajra is more powerful."

"There are also eight Bodhidharanis, whose mantra power will not be diminished by number or filth. Ordinary people have the same power of holding mantras as Bodhisattvas of the Ten Bodhisattvas."

After a pause, he continued: "These methods are not afraid of filth."

Wang Hongda was in a dilemma: "However, I have the Dharma, so why don't I seek outside the Dharma?"

He smiled knowingly and nodded: "Yes, you have a magic method yourself, why do you still ask me?"

Wang Hongda bowed his head: "I don't understand."

Knowing and smiling again, he raised his hand and patted Wang Hongda on the forehead: "You are a tree that grows in the forest, born in dung, and you are not stained by the mud. You are already clean, so why are you afraid of filth?"

Wang Hongda was slapped, his head was clear, and he suddenly became enlightened. In his eyes, the endless scenes of dead branches rotting, new shoots reborn, dung watered, blossoming and bearing fruit appeared in his eyes, and he was immediately enlightened!
Which tree was never watered with manure when I was a child?
And what tree bears fruit, a smell of dung?Isn't it all sweet and clean, so it can't be dyed?

Wang Hongda stood up and saluted solemnly: "Thank you."

Wang Hongda pulled Zhang Xue and strode away from the main hall and the temple, walking like a tiger.

Zhang Xue didn't understand anything: "What? What are you talking about?"

Wang Hongda didn't explain, and returned to the Taoist temple, continued to meditate, and his understanding of the wooden script Dharma increased by a large margin.

One day, Wang Hongda came to the mountain, Wang Jiarui was waiting for him in the nursery, pointed to the flowers and plants inside, and said: "These flowers and plants are growing more slowly now, maybe the fertility of the jade is exhausted?"

Wang Hongda shook his head: "You treat jade as farm manure, and it will disappear after a few days in the soil?"

Wang Jiarui pouted, and shook her hands towards the nursery: "But look, it's not as energetic as before."

Wang Hongda couldn't say why, but frowned, and said, "Let's do this first, if you can't plant it well, then don't plant it first, let me see the situation."

(End of this chapter)