After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Xuanjing twisted the hand holding the beads for a moment. The river wind blew the half-worn monk's robe on his body, and the dim light supported by several lotus lanterns flickered on and off. Pei Jiaoran sat cross-legged, his robe spread out like water, and the dust in his hand looked like a weeping willow.

The lotus lantern and the dusk overlapped on Pei Jiaoran at the same time. Her eyes were slightly lowered, and she was stroking the dust tail with her fingers. His eyes were silent, unable to distinguish between joy and anger, but they were filled with firelight. Only when you get closer can you see the abyss hidden within.

Xuanjing closed his eyes and sighed, "The poor monk is no longer a human being. When he spreads the Dharma to everyone, he should be able to save all sentient beings."

After hearing this, Pei Jiaoran couldn't help laughing. Looking at Xuan Jing coldly, "Alchemy has no green and charming eyes, and the earth and wood boast a strong heart. The way to prosper and waste is the wealth of a single nine shares. The useless thing of the tree is the urgent need to cut off the group. To build it. The plan is to gain the power of a private tree. The business of persuasion is to form the power of the master party. The hardships are known as being rigorous and rigorous, and the guardians are known as showing the love of the world." Eyes lifted, "The Zen master claims to be no longer a mortal, so why do he still do it? Do you want to be supported by him in Huan Qi's mansion?"

What Pei Jiaoran just said was "The Theory of White and Black" written by Shi Huilin of the Southern Dynasty Song Dynasty. It is intended to reconcile the contradictions between Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. The treatise states that the Six Perfections of Buddhism go hand in hand with the Five Confucian teachings, and it is believed that obedience and compassion go hand in hand. At the same time, on the one hand, they ridiculed Buddhism, accusing the Buddhist scriptures of using heaven and hell to persuade people to pursue the welfare of the next life, and to educate the people with greed. Therefore, he believes that it is useless to talk about heaven, hell, and retribution in the next life.

Therefore, as soon as the "White and Black Theory" was published, it immediately aroused attacks from Buddhist monks. He said that as a monk, Huilin could not avoid being a sutra protector. Instead, she devalued Buddhism and wanted to ostracize her even more.

Buddhism advocates the immortality of God, and all its teachings were born from this. And if there are gods that are immortal, then naturally there will be gods that are destroyed.

At this moment, Hui Lin suddenly realized. The person in front of him is not here to argue with him, and his method cannot match the person in front of him. Her way is unique.

Xuanjing thought for a moment and suddenly stood up and stood in front of Pei Jiaoran.

Looking at the dagger hidden in Xuan Jing's sleeve, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said nothing.

"The donor has disturbed my Buddhist sect and slandered my Buddhist teachings. I will kill you today to promote the Dharma." Xuan Jing said.

"Kill me? Feeding yourself to a tiger is just for the sake of enlightenment. But if I am an innocent person, wouldn't it just increase the number of killings and waste my merits? Why bother?"

"Buddha's teachings can save the people and save the world, but the words of the benefactor can harm the world's monks. If you sacrifice my cold body and save my followers, you can see the Buddha nature and achieve nirvana." Xuanjing's voice was loud and clear.

He knows her identity. With his vision and vision, his wisdom and wisdom far exceed those of others. Therefore, she has the ability to influence the situation. She allows power to swallow her up. Every move she makes is made after countless considerations. He seems to be approachable, but in fact he has an extremely cold heart. Such a person will not light incense to worship the gods, but she still has a trace of kindness in her heart.

The Shence Army below had already swarmed to the stairs of the altar. As soon as Xuan Jing makes any movement, they will immediately swarm him.

He turned to look at Li Xiujing and saw worry in his eyes. Pei Jiaoran shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

The people under the altar also stood up one after another. Such a thing as sacrificing one's body to defend the Way is something a great virtuous monk would do. It's just that Xuanjing was willing to destroy his own merits to kill Pei Jiaoran because he was a defender. They really didn't understand.

Xuanjing walked towards Pei Jiaoran step by step with the blade in hand, "The Buddha will comment on my merits and demerits in the future. It will not be too late to discuss them at that time."

The cold blade touched Pei Jiaoran's neck. The corners of her lips curved slightly.

"Why is Mr. Pei like this?"

Pei Jiaoran looked calm as he lowered his head and glanced at the sharp blade on his neck.

"Zen Master regards them as believers, but how many people here really have good intentions. There are not a few Buddhas in the world who have tongues and snake hearts. Zen Master, there are thousands of Buddhist temples in the world, and how many of them can protect the people of the world and make them To avoid the suffering of hunger and cold. After all, all the gold and jade are just the bones and blood of the living people. Is this considered compassion? Zen Master, you also have obstacles."

After the words fell, faint weeping could be heard from under the altar. After thinking about it, the people packed up their things and left. What Buddha, what?

In order to save all sentient beings, isn’t it just the same as invading their fields? In the end, there were only a few people left in the audience, and the Shence Army was waiting in full formation.

The knife in Xuanjing's hand fell to the ground and he sighed. Putting his hands together, he said, "It's a poor monk who has little opinion. He knew he was guilty and let Mr. Pei do whatever he wanted."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran just smiled.

After calling He Liang and bringing people up to take Xuanjing away, Pei Jiaoran stood on the high platform with his hands behind his hands. He saw Li Xiujing about to come up and said, "Don't come up yet."

Li Xiujing stopped under the stage, and the two looked at each other.

"How do you feel about me now?" Pei Jiaoran asked.

Frowning, Li Xiujing said helplessly: "Very high, very far."

"Then come up." Pei Jiaoran sat down cross-legged and looked far away, "Guess why I didn't let you come just now."

"You want to know what those believers are thinking."

Pei Jiaoran smiled, "You think I am very high and far away from the audience, but the Dharma reciters look down on all living beings on the stage, which will make their mentality completely different. Over time, the power of reason will become stronger and stronger. However, Well, this kind of feeling can also be liked in other places."

Hearing what Pei Jiaoran meant, Li Xiujing sighed slightly. She would always suddenly become wary of herself.

Xuanjing had been arrested, and Pei Jiaoran ordered people to dismantle the Dharma platform where he had just lectured. He was also taken to the state prison to await his fate.

After much tossing and going back to Shen Yuan, it was almost midnight. As soon as Pei Jiaoran came out of the clean room, he was hugged by Li Xiujing from behind. Then he was picked up and placed on the bamboo couch.

The candles in the room were extinguished one by one, and the moonlight filtered in. The slender fingers landed on Li Xiujing's neck, following the rise and fall of his Adam's apple. Licking the jade color, peeling off the guard from her body.

In the dim light, there is an undercurrent of spring. Clothes are scattered in the tide, and the wheat color is revealed every inch on the ice muscles and jade bones. The long-lost warmth finally met her and touched her gently. She was driven by power to embrace him, fell in the clouds and was abandoned. Holding his neck tightly, she eventually fell into the darkness with him.

Li Xiujing lowered his head and kissed Pei Jiaoran softly. He had seen her as tender and tender as spring water, and knew that apart from her lust for power, she also had things she liked, but they were often rare to see. After being together for so long, he already knew her and knew everything about her. He recognized her and fell in love with her even more. From then on, no matter whether the road ahead was full of obstacles, mountains and thorns, he was willing to go along with it. There is no way out between him and her.

Both of them were covered in sweat. Under the turbulent waves, Pei Jiaoran opened his eyes lazily.

"Why did it stop? Could it be..."

I knew that when the little fox opened his mouth now, he would not be able to say anything nice. Li Xiujing lowered his head and kissed her lips. Stopped her words.