You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

After about a plum rain, Qu Conggu saw Zhong Wu again.

He came uninvited, and sat in front of the chessboard in the yard to play chess with Zhu Jueyun. During the period, he raised the teapot high, and then let the water flow down the spout into his mouth.

Zhu Jueyun is black, he is white.

Zhong Wu dropped a word and asked, "How many people can you have?"

Zhu Jueyun also left a word, and replied: "Less than ten."

Zhong Wu paused for a moment, then looked up at him: "Am I just kidding with you?"

Zhu Jueyun laughed: "It's really less than ten people."

"Wuyu is very cautious. He has hundreds of people under his command. He can only borrow money, but he can't take it seriously. He is extremely wary of me and only wants to use me to contain Huiji."

"If I were him, I wouldn't take you to play," Zhong Wu said, "Your Sima Zhao's heart is too conspicuous. You obviously want to reap the benefits of being a fisherman. When the time comes, you will kick me out. Where can I reason?" ?”

Zhu Jueyun played with the chess pieces casually, and said inadvertently: "I can't let him."

Zhong Wu looked at him for a long time, and said: "You are confident in playing dangerous chess."

"It's okay," Zhu Jueyun said looking at the chessboard, "It looks dangerous, but there is actually no other way to go."

The situation in Fulongshan became a big net.

Huiji's family is the only one big, with many trusted followers, and there are all kinds of people under his seat. Some really support him, some are sure that he will be the next head, and some are just afraid of being bullied.

Although Zhu Jueyun lived in Fangyuan Pavilion with him, their status was equal, but their seniority was the same as the sky and the bottom.

Moreover, he has no foundation, it is difficult to gain a foothold, and no one is optimistic about him.

In contrast, there is another faction headed by Wu Yu, who swear to support the head abbot.

Wuyu's cultivation level is lower than that of Huiji, and this group of people is weak.

In fact, Zhu Jueyun was not in a hurry to form a gang to fill forces, and this was almost impossible.

He put his chips on the head abbot.

Just like the replacement of the throne, forcing the palace is always the worst policy, and it is despised by others, but Renxian is much nicer.

Also logical.

Guess, will the head abbot be willing to hand over Fulong Mountain to Huiji?

Now, only Huiji and Zhu Jueyun have the qualifications to carry the banner.

One is the younger brother who is eyeing for tigers, and the other is the disciple of the tenth Buddha who has a bright future.

If it were you, who would you choose.

Wu Yu wholeheartedly wanted to protect the head of the abbot, but once the head of the door himself just wanted to retire after success?

Zhu Jueyun said: "How many people can you produce?"

"All the brothers are at your disposal," Zhong Wu patted his chest, "I have no other merits, except that I am loyal enough."

Zhu Jueyun nodded: "Stable."

A word fell from his hand, and it hit the chessboard crisply.

Zhong Wu looked down for a long time and realized that he was about to lose the game.

This violent storm broke out on the twelfth day of the eighth lunar month.

The ancient bell on Fulong Mountain rang in the middle of the night, shaking the valley.

Qu Conggu opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

Zhu Jueyun didn't come back since last night, and there was no abnormal behavior when he left, he only said that he would not be back tonight.

But he still knew something was going to happen.

It was like a premonition, as soon as Zhu Jueyun raised his hand, he could feel his mood.

The ancient clock kept ringing, one after another.

Huiji made a full posture to seize the throne, wearing a crimson gold silk cassock, with [-] blood-threaded Bodhi Buddha beads around his neck, coiled around his chest several times, washed his face, and smelled like burning incense all over his body. Son.

Surrounded by hundreds of people, he walked towards the Buddha Hall step by step.

The outer circle is the eighteen bronze arhats whose upper body is naked and painted with gold lacquer. They are not as invulnerable as fire and water when they are guns, and corpses are everywhere everywhere they go.

Suddenly a stream of blood splashed over, Huiji frowned and stopped walking.

There was a monk with a bloody hole in his chest, his face turned pale, he pointed at him and said, "Da Ni...no way!"

Huiji didn't even bother to look at it.

Immediately, two monks stood on both sides, throwing the red carpet far away and throwing themselves on the ground.

Only then did Huiji raise his head again, and walked forward.

The stone steps are a hundred feet long, and the golden gate of the main hall is in front of you.

There is a cyan color on the horizon, and the gray night covers the earth.

A group of people walked out of the golden gate, lined up in front of the door, and looked down at them.

Naturally, some of Huiji's subordinates came to be heroes, and shouted: "If you don't want to die, get out."

Wuyu said coldly: "You have committed a capital crime for violating the precepts. If you find your way back after going astray, you will be given a decent way to die."

Huiji said: "How can this be considered a violation of the precepts? I am supported by my disciples, which is regarded as the popular expectation."

"Besides, since the head abbot has no intention of restoring the great cause, he shouldn't stand in the way of others."

The last sentence used internal strength, and the voice was lingering and majestic, and it was heard by everyone for a long time.

The battle was about to break out, Wu Yu gritted his teeth and said, "I will never repent."

The two sides fought in an instant, brothers from the same sect fought brother to brother, killing each other red-eyed.

Hundreds of bloody steps in front of the Buddha Hall.

Suddenly the golden door opened, and the abbot's voice was filled with anger and shock: "Enough!"

A tall and fat figure emerged from the darkness. This was the first time the head abbot appeared in the past five months.

Wu Yu saluted and said respectfully: "Abbot, head of the sect."

Huiji's face looked extremely peaceful, and he even exchanged greetings: "I haven't seen you for many days, how is senior brother?"

The head abbot said indifferently: "With my junior brother around, it's natural that I can't live a good life."

"Senior Brother," Huiji said, "It's not that I don't miss the old relationship, it's just that this matter is related to my future in Fulongshan. Since senior brother doesn't want to make such a move, then let the virtuous and capable people come."

The abbot, the head of the sect, seemed not to have heard his words, and glanced coldly at the crowd: "Same sects are fighting each other, siblings are fighting each other, what face do you have to kneel in front of the Buddha and call yourself a Buddhist cultivator!"

"Pursuing selfish desires, colluding with party members, you are not worthy of being my disciple of Fulong Mountain!"

Although these words were addressed to the disciples, they were all slapped on Huiji's face.

Huiji's face sank like water: "So what about senior brother? You are greedy for life and afraid of death, you only want to be famous in life and death, and you don't care about Fulong Mountain's life or death, what face do you have to be on the throne!"

The abbot, the head of the sect, just glanced at him, and that was all he had, when suddenly the golden light shone brightly, and only the corner of his clothes flew out of sight.

He was extremely bloated, but flexible, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the battlefield between the two sides, on a pool of blood.

The head abbot said: "Otherwise, do you want to let the younger brother take this seat?"

Huiji was comparable to him in cultivation, and he was not weak in confidence, he cupped his hands and said, "Then I have to thank senior brother for letting me be good."

in the courtyard.

Qian Zhu slipped in during the night and was about to knock on the door when it was suddenly opened from the inside.

Gu Cong was dressed neatly and asked, "What?"

Qian Zhu was stunned for a moment, and it was reasonable to think again, so he said, "Hurry up, Huiji's people have already swept the entire mountain, and I suddenly thought of you, why do you still dare to be here?"

Consultant Qu Cong: "Where's Zhu Jueyun?"

Qian Zhu said, "I don't know, he's not here?"

Qu Conggu calmly said: "He didn't come back last night."

Qian Zhu tugged at him: "Let's go, you go down the mountain, I'll take you down, don't come back, if I hear from Zhu Jueyun, I'll tell him to find you."

"No," Qu Conggu said, "What about you, what are your plans?"

Qian Zhu looked around, as if he was a little anxious about his lack of cooperation: "I want to be with Huiji too, otherwise what can I do?"

Qu Conggu said: "Don't go, wait a little longer, trust me."

Qian Zhu glanced at him in the dark.

"I won't harm you," Qu Conggu said again, "Wait a little longer, don't interfere."

"Why don't you understand?" Qian Zhu looked at him with a confused expression, "The abbot, the head of the sect, lost, and Zhu Jueyun crushed the wrong person."

Qu Conggu let go of his hand and said: "Tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning at the latest, if you haven't decided yet, you can go."

"You're in such a hurry," he whispered at last, "that's not good."

Qu Conggu won't say more, for this sake, it's enough.

Qian Zhu looked at him deeply: "Then you won't go?"

"Don't go," Qu Conggu said, "It will be fine."

He said so, and he believed it.

But not everyone believed that Zhu Jueyun could win like him.

Qian Zhu was flustered on the way back, seeing the bright lights and the ringing of bells, his calm heart was suspended again.

He hesitated and took two steps, then gritted his teeth suddenly, turned around, and ran to the Buddhist hall.

The entrance of the Buddha Hall is like purgatory on earth.

Qian Zhu's eyes were dumbfounded.

Wuyu was seriously injured, fell to the ground in front of him with a muffled groan, struggled to crawl, but failed to get up.

Qian Zhu subconsciously reached out to help, but stopped again.

No, Wuyu will lose tonight.

A flash of murderous intent flashed by, and he subconsciously tried to hide. A young man he didn't recognize stretched out his legs to kick him, killing moves one after another without taking a breath.

Qian Zhu's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth to avoid it, and suddenly understood what internal fighting is.

Understand what a change in power means.