The Villain's White Lotus Halo

The Tixiang Mountains run north-south, and the further south you go, the more colorful the scenery among the autumn forests.

Dark green and golden, intertwined with blood-red maple leaves, through the hoarfrost and mist, it is more bright and colorful.

When the two reached the top of the mountain, as far as they could see, there were red maples stretching down the mountain.The wind swayed rustlingly, like waves hitting the shore, and the sound of tide bursts.

Luo Mingchuan said with a smile, "After passing this mountain, you will be at Xingshan Temple."

Yin Biyue raised his eyes and looked into the distance, among the red maple trees all over the field, he could vaguely see the shadows of green tiles flying on the mountainside.

Like a bright pearl, embellished among the turbulent and burning sea of ​​fire.

After the Dao Demon War and the Heavenly Tribulation, many powerful people fell, and many sects lost their inheritance in the flames of war.Most of the current sects gradually emerged and developed in the "Dharma-ending Era" after the catastrophe.

Xingshan Temple is different. Although Xingshan Temple does not have a sub-sage, the inheritance has never been broken.In terms of the orthodoxy of Buddhism, it is even better than Jiekong Temple with Master Yasheng Wuwang.

Yin Biyue had never dealt with Buddhist cultivators before, and his impression at the Flower Folding Festival was that he acted low-key and remained silent.When mentioning 'Buddhist Twin Temples', many people only think of the word compassion.

Luo Mingchuan thought in his heart that the master doctor in Xingshan Temple might turn his gray hair for a while, so he couldn't help but relax.

The temple is built on the hillside. Looking from a distance, the gray roof and the apricot-yellow courtyard wall are layered and stretched.

In such a large monastery, at least there are thousands of monks practicing.

However, the mountain gate is not very grand, and even looks a bit shabby compared to other great sects.

I don't know how many years of wind, frost, rain and snow, the three big characters of "Xingshan Temple" are engraved on the top, only the outline remains, and the original strokes have long been lost.

But Shimen, which is in such a bleak state, still retains the original appearance of the "age of all saints".

Three gates stand side by side, with a palace-style gate with double eaves in the middle, and a small gate on each side, which symbolizes the three Dharma gates of Nirvana and liberation. style.

Everyone who comes here can see the history and glory of a sect.

The young monk in the bright yellow cassock stood outside the mountain gate with calm eyes.

He saw two people coming side by side on the mountain road.Clearly wearing the same Cang Ya Taoist robe, but their demeanor is completely different.One is a gentleman who is as dignified as warm jade, and the other has white hair and cold eyes like ice.

The young monk thought of the scriptures he had recited, "The body is born from nothing, as if all the images are imagined. The illusion of the human mind is originally non-existent, and the sins and blessings are empty and have no place to live."

Whether a gentleman is dignified or unkind, it is just an appearance, so how can it represent the essence of a person.

He proclaimed a Buddha's name and went forward to meet him, "Two benefactors, please follow the little monk into the temple."

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan were startled, they didn't expect that there would be someone waiting to greet them.But then he remembered that there were eminent monks and abbots in the temple, and he knew all the movements of this mountain, and he might have already guessed their reason for coming.

Luo Mingchuan saluted, "Excuse me."

The young monk sideways avoided this ceremony, said 'Amitabha Buddha', and led them into the mountain gate.

Yin Biyue seemed to be aware of it the moment he stepped through the mountain gate, and suddenly turned his head, and saw the four characters of "Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness" engraved on the tall stone gate.Perhaps it was an illusion, he felt that these four words were much clearer than the 'Xingshan Temple' engraved on the front.

The young monk lowered his eyebrows and led them around many Buddhist halls. Along the way, monks in gray stopped to salute him from time to time.

Only Yin Biyue and the others knew that this monk was not low in seniority, and he should be the direct disciple of some eminent monk in the temple.

The temple is very large, some people sweep it, some people chant scriptures, but it is peaceful and quiet everywhere, and there is no noise.

During the walk, the whole body is bathed in the light smoke of sandalwood fragrance.

But for some reason, Yin Biyue couldn't relax.

It seemed that under such a peaceful appearance, there was an indifferent and cruel eye watching their every move in the dark.

Finally, we entered the most magnificent golden-roofed Buddhist hall in the temple.

The hall is tall and wide, and the bright yellow prayer flags and treasure covers hang down from the beams, overlapping, and soaked in the curling green smoke.At first glance, it gives people the illusion of boundlessness.

The golden Buddha statue is so tall that you can only see the Buddha's head when you look up.

In contrast, the old monk in the golden cassock standing in front of the Buddha looks much shorter.

But no one will think him small, because he is the abbot of Xingshan Temple.

Master Jinghai, one of the only two "Jing" characters left in the temple, is an eminent monk of the same age as Master Wuwang of Jiekong Temple.

Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue never imagined that such a big man would be waiting here.

The two went forward to salute, and found that there were still many monks standing in the Buddhist hall.Although the coercion is not revealed at all, and the depth of the cultivation base cannot be discerned, they are all wearing bright yellow cassocks.

The two of them performed Taoist etiquette, and the monks returned each other with Buddhist etiquette.

In such a big scene, Jing Hai was the first to speak. His words were calm and calm, as if reciting scriptures. , it’s not a problem, please move on.”

He only said the last sentence to Yin Biyue, and the meaning behind his words could not be more clear.

Yin Biyue subconsciously glanced at Luo Mingchuan. Before they could speak, this person knew that they came here for medical treatment, and they were indeed in a very advanced state.

Luo Mingchuan did not expect that Master Jinghai would so easily promise to help him personally.But everyone in the world knows that Buddhism is merciful, so he didn't think much about it at this time, he only thought that his younger brother's gray hair was nothing to worry about, so he nodded to Yin Biyue.

Seeing him nodding, Yin Biyue followed Jinghai to the back of the hall.

Behind the majestic Buddhist hall is a secluded meditation room, with a tall and straight green pine planted outside the room.

Incense was burning in the room, and the light was dim. Even in the daytime, Jinghai still lit the candles in front of the desk.

The two sat in front of the desk, Yin Biyue didn't care about his gray hair.Naturally, what he cares about at this time is not how to cure the disease, but to outline every path he has traveled before in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He was already sure that there was an extremely powerful formation buried in the entire Xingshan Temple.The 'Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness' at the mountain gate just now is one of the eyes of the array.

It is very likely that it is the "Buddha Seal Golden Light Array" left by the "Era of All Saints" that can stop the saints in the rumors.

It's just that I don't know how many percent of the power of this formation is left.

Jinghai took out a half-worn torreya wood chessboard, "Benefactor Yin, would you like to have a talk with the poor monk?"

Naturally, playing chess has nothing to do with curing illnesses, but Yin Biyue has gotten used to the cloudy behavior of these great figures after meeting Mr. Zhang Yuan, and replied, "The chess skills are so poor that the master laughed."

The head lecturer didn't pay attention to his modest words, and pushed Sheng Heizi's chess pin straight away, asking him to hold the black and go first.

Yin Biyue didn't refuse, raised his hand and placed the first piece on the 'Tianyuan' position in the middle of the chessboard.

This kind of play is rare, either a master with a unique style of chess, or an idiot who doesn't know how to plan.

Yin Biyue was neither.But since he stepped into Xingshan Temple, he felt extremely depressed.

It was as if there was a breath of depression in his chest, and he had to rely on this chess piece to let it out.

From the point of view of etiquette, it means disrespecting the elders to play against the elders.

The old monk frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Also lost a child.

For a moment, in the quiet meditation room, there was only the sound of falling children one after another.

The two walked more than twenty steps each, and the rhythm of the game was still peaceful.At this time, Jing Hai spoke, "I heard that Lord Yin was born in Lanyuan Academy. There are hundreds of schools in the academy. I don't know if you have ever studied Buddhism?"

Yin Biyue replied, "What I have learned is crude, and I have never practiced it."

This is not modesty. Even though the library has a lot of Buddhist scriptures, Yin Biyue had already learned the basics of swordsmanship at that time, so he was not very interested in Buddhism.

But he suddenly thought of Luo Mingchuan.

Brother Luo's Jialan pupil technique is a Buddhist technique.

The old monk gave birth to another son and told a story in Buddhist scriptures.

The story is simple, and Yin Biyue has heard it a long time ago.

It is nothing more than a boat sailing on the sea. There are 500 people on the boat, and one of them is a thief who wants to kill all the people on the boat.

The bhikkhu in the "Miscellaneous Agama Sutra" has six supernatural powers, one of which is "wisdom of life and death", which can predict the good and evil of all living beings, and the cause and effect of karma.Knowing what the thieves will do, kill the thieves first and save the people in the boat.

Jinghai concluded, "I would rather break the precepts and bear the retribution of killing, but also save sentient beings. It is the great compassion of 'going to prison first'."

Yin Biyue did not speak.At this time, the chess situation has changed, his 'Long Dragon' has been forced by the opponent to only three breaths.

However, Jinghai no longer gave up, but sternly said, "Benefactor Yin, I know you are a compassionate person. But do you know that a disaster star will come to the world, and the troubled world will fall?!"

Yin Biyue raised his eyes suddenly, and saw the old monk's brows were raised upside down, and there seemed to be a frightening light in his eyes!

His heart sank, and his mind quickly recalled the scene of entering the palace just now.The monks in bright yellow cassocks stand in the hall.

... There are 12 people.

If there are exactly four head seats and eight deacons, it means that all the strong people in Xingshan Temple will be out!

Yin Biyue was about to draw his sword almost instantly!But he managed to restrain himself.

He knew that since Jinghai had brought him here, he would not let him out easily.And in front of a strong man in the Mahayana realm, he couldn't force his way out of this meditation room at all.

So he fell silent, neither holding the sword nor moving.

Sincerely said, "Master, please clarify."

Jinghai said, "The poor monk has practiced 'Dharma Eyesight' for thousands of years. At this time, the Lord Luo standing outside the temple is a disaster star. If the demon who died under the sword of Linyuan wants to be reincarnated , will wake up in his physical body."

Yin Biyue subconsciously retorted, "Impossible!"

Jinghai has never been attacked by his juniors, but he is not angry at this time, and still explains,

"It's not just the poor monk who sees it, but the head master and Master Wuwang also agree with what the poor monk sees."

Yin Biyue was stunned.

Jing Hai's words, like a thunderbolt, struck straight on the top of his head!