City Raptors Crossing the River

Chapter 90 The Honest Monk
It's too late, it's too soon.

Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, but Feng Han had already slashed the old monk with a knife.

At that moment, Wang Meng felt regretful.

He originally just wanted to verify whether the old monk was really dead.

I didn't expect Feng Han's knife to be so fast.

But something strange happened.

I saw Feng Han slashing on the old monk's body, and there was a piercing metallic sound.

Feng Han only felt that this knife was slashed on gold and iron, and a powerful counter-shock force went directly from the machete to his arm.

Then there was a scream.

Feng Han's body drew a graceful arc in the air.

He fell heavily on the rock.

The three of them were completely stunned by the scene before them.

Feng Han's knife didn't even hurt the old monk's fur.

At this time, the old monk still had his eyes closed and was not breathing.

Even in Wang Meng's eyes, he couldn't see any vitality in him.

As if it was really a corpse.

But now as long as a normal person knows that the old monk is not only alive, but also has an astonishingly high cultivation level.

Feng Han struggled to get up from the ground, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

"Brother Meng, this old monk is not simple, I'm afraid we disturbed his cultivation." Feng Han said.

Wang Meng looked at the old monk, saw that he still didn't respond, and said:
"Since he is here to clean up, let's not disturb him and continue to take a look deeper into the misty canyon."

After speaking, Wang Meng took the lead in striding forward.

Feng Han and Xian'er naturally followed behind.

When passing by the old monk, the old monk still didn't respond.

After walking two steps, Wang Meng frowned.

The old monk just now was actually in front of him.

Still eyes closed.

"Master, how much we offended us just now, you blocked the way like this, if there is something to do, please let us know." Wang Meng cupped his hands.

The old monk still closed his eyes and did not answer.

Wang Meng looked at Xian'er and asked her to make a move.

At this time, Xian'er was no longer indifferent as before, and stared at the old monk for a while.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, and a simple dark green longbow appeared in his hand.

"Old man, if you don't speak, I'm going to take action... Even if you become a saint in the flesh, you can't resist the long bow in my hand." Xian'er said.

"Amitabha!" Finally, the old monk chanted the Buddha's name, opened his eyes slowly, and said:
"There are tens of thousands of roads in the world, why do the benefactors insist on making it difficult for me, a monk?"

The three of Wang Meng were a little speechless. Just now the monk made it clear that he deliberately wanted to block everyone's way, but now he actually took the commanding heights of morality by exiting.

"Old monk, why are you deliberately pretending to be dead?" Feng Han said angrily.

The old monk raised his gray eyebrows slightly, and said:
"This benefactor's words are wrong. Life and death are all appearances. Everything is what you think. Old monk, I never said that."

"You..." Feng Han was at a loss for words, what the monk said really made sense.

"The master wasn't originally on this rock, why did he appear on purpose?" Wang Meng asked.

The old monk chanted a Buddha's name:
"There are tens of thousands of roads in the world, why did the benefactors choose the one where my old monk sits?"

Wang Meng's heart skipped a beat. There seemed to be something in the old monk's words?
Could it be that he knew that there was danger in the misty canyon, so he deliberately prevented people like himself from entering?

Thinking about it, there is really a possibility.

"Master, did you intend to prevent us from entering the valley?" Wang Meng asked.

"Buddhism is boundless, and it only saves those who are predestined. The donor is very wise. Why don't you consider becoming a monk with the old monk and save all sentient beings!"

After listening to the old monk's words, Wang Meng almost swears.

Why does he feel that this old monk looks a bit like the magic stick who sets up a roadside stall? Or is it difficult to recruit people in the temple now?

Thoughts are thoughts, the old monk's strength is so strong, even Feng Han's knife cut him, it doesn't matter at all.

Such a person should not offend casually.

Wang Meng said:
"I don't know what the master's name is?"

"My monk's name is Honest, you can call me Honest Monk."

A few people were speechless, secretly thinking that you pretended to be dead when you met, which is really inconsistent with your dharma name!
"Master is here specifically to stop us from entering the Misty Canyon, right?" Wang Meng asked.

"Monks don't lie, I'm not waiting for you specially.

However, you are also the ones I am waiting for. "

The three of them were speechless, did the secret channel monk speak so hard?
"You went into the canyon, but to find a way to break the curse?" asked the honest monk.

The three of them were startled, could it be that this honest monk has the ability to foretell and predict their purpose in the canyon?
"Don't panic, benefactor, I don't think you guys are like people who go to the mountains to collect medicine. You are here only for the purpose of cursing." The honest monk laughed.

Feng Han was the first to be unable to bear it any longer and said anxiously:
"Do you have a way to break the curse?"

The honest monk smiled and said nothing, making Feng Han anxious.

After a long time, the honest monk opened his mouth and said:

"Presumably you should have heard the legend about the curse, but anyone who enters the canyon will be cursed, and there will be no good end."

Wang Meng and the other three remained silent, knowing that what Honest Monk was going to say next was the key point.

"God has good intentions. I accidentally discovered this dangerous place decades ago and learned about the legend about the curse. I thought hard for many years and finally thought of a way to break the curse."

The honest monk's words made Feng Han very excited, and asked:

"What can you do?"

To be honest, he came to Misty Canyon decades ago, and he is still alive and well. Obviously, there is a way to break the curse.

The honest monk said:
"People who are cursed, as long as they live for one day, they will be tortured by the curse for one day, so the only solution is... extinction.

When everything returns to nothingness, the curse will be broken naturally. "

Annihilation?

Isn't that death?

The honest monk said it for a long time, which does not mean that he did not say it.

Feng Han originally had great hopes, but now he had the urge to draw a knife and kill someone.

It seems that this monk is not honest at all.

"If you want to die, you can stay here alone, we don't have the time to spend time with you here." Feng Han said a little unhappy.

Wang Meng also felt that this monk was unreliable.

Xian'er asked:
"The silence you mentioned is a kind of exercise?"

When Xian'er said this, Wang Meng and Feng Han suddenly remembered that when they saw the old monk before, he just didn't have any vitality.

Could it be that is what the other party called Nirvana?

The honest monk looked at Xian'er, nodded with a smile, and said:

"This female benefactor has deep wisdom. It seems that you are destined to be my Buddha. Why don't you follow me and become a monk to save all sentient beings?"

Xian'er just gave the honest monk a blank look, obviously too lazy to talk to him.

(End of this chapter)