The Strongest Soldier in the City

"But this is often the case. It is even more necessary for practitioners to have an ethereal heart that can be immersed. Without a stable heart, how to master this supreme killing skill? The more impetuous the heart, the easier it will be Controlled by the hostility, the final result can only be ruthlessly backlashed and violently killed."

The old monk has a long speech and heart, and his words are gentle, yet he has become a verse.

Chen Liuhe's body shook again, listening to the old monk's words made him feel endless fear.

He didn't know the seriousness of the matter until now.

The cold sweat had soaked Chen Liuhe's clothes, and his complexion became paler.

Seeing Chen Liuhe's reaction, the elderly monk showed a faint smile, and a touch of relief flashed in his old eyes.

The little guy in front of him is very savvy, he can get through at a single point, and he is not a stubborn person, which makes him very satisfied.

"Master...what should I do, my time is really running out." Chen Liuhe was bitter, seeking guidance and help.

The elderly monk in front of him must be a complete master, a master who is truly hidden in the mountains.

In a few words, he can click everything, and what he sees is the most thorough world.

"The Dharma pays attention to Zen mind and dependent origination."

The elderly monk said: "The so-called Zen mind is that there is no desire, no gain, no gain, no gain, no gain, and an empty mind."

"The so-called Dependent Origination, you have already done it. It is precisely because of predestined conditions that you can get the inheritance left behind by your ancestors."

The elderly monk said: "Since Dependent Origination, the next is predestined birth. As to whether predestined death will be caused or not, it still depends on your good fortune and understanding."

Chen Liuhe's expression became condensed, his eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, and he was plunged into contemplation. Every word spoken by the elderly monk echoed in Chen Liuhe's mind.

Just when Chen Liuhe was in deep thought, the elderly monk suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the huge rock.

"Do you know why your ancestors liked to sit in this place to enlighten and meditate?" The monk said again.

Chen Liuhe shook his head, and the monk said again, "Because it is not easy to maintain a stable heart in this place where you can look at the first rays of the east sun and overlook the mountains and wilderness."

"Looking at the mountains and small mountains, competing with the rising sun, what kind of ambition and arrogance is this?" said the monk: "However, your ancestors are here, but you can let go of everything. Not impatient."

Chen Liuhe was taken aback again. He understood that the elderly monk was talking about an artistic conception, an artistic conception that Chen Liuhe could not reach so far.

"Little benefactor, remember, want but don't want it, don't ask for it occasionally." The elderly monk took a deep look at Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe set off a huge wave in his heart and looked at the old monk in amazement.

After saying this, the elderly monk smiled again and stopped saying a word. He bowed to Chen Liuhe and turned away.

He believes that a savvy person can understand every word he said tonight.

If Chen Liuhe was a person without understanding, it would be useless even if he talked about it.

There is only this he can do. As for success or failure, it depends on Chen Liuhe's own fate and good fortune.

"Junior, thank you for your enlightenment and teaching." Chen Liuhe folded his hands together and bowed deeply to the elderly monk.

This was the first time that he had a touch of humility and awe in front of this elderly monk.

What the elderly monk said tonight, every word, every word, like a thunder, struck Chen Liuhe's heart.

Let Chen Liuhe Daigo's empowerment suddenly enlighten.

He just woke up now, these days, he really fell into a quagmire that couldn't help himself, he walked into a dead end where there can never be an exit.

If the old monk hadn't appeared in time and awakened him, he was afraid that he would sink in this obsession and unwillingness until the end of the catastrophe.

Chen Liuhe, who had awakened, was indeed frightened in a cold sweat, and he was terrified.

"A peace of mind is the right way to cater to all things in the world. Don’t pursue success or failure in the past. The more you want to get, the less you can get. When you stabilize your mind and everything is natural, there may be surprises. Surprise." The old monk left and disappeared into the dark night, but there was a faint word slowly passing back.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were clear, no more hostility and anger, and became clear and bright, as if competing with Yinyue for brilliance.

At this moment, his whole personality seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, as if his messy heart became empty.

Those who practice the Buddhism to prove the mind of the Buddha are really extraordinary, and they are really a verse.

It was also from this moment that Chen Liuhe completely adjusted his eagerness for quick success.

His mood became extremely peaceful. He glanced at the "drink" in his hand, and Chen Liuhe smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps we are indeed in the spotlight, and we are too urgent to ask for it. Occasionally, although time is running out, Nor can we go further on a wrong path."

"The master is right. Pulling out the seedlings is just going in the opposite direction." Chen Liuhe grinned and his whole person became extremely relaxed.

This night, he did not continue to practice and comprehend the sword of blood, but returned to the dilapidated small temple.

The small temple is quiet and silent, and the old monk should have fallen asleep.

Inside the room, there were still steaming fast foods neatly arranged, and Chen Liuhe smiled heartily and began to gulp.

After tonight's events, the status and image of that elderly monk in Chen Liuhe's mind is undoubtedly infinitely elevated, becoming mysterious and stalwart.

At the same time, Chen Liuhe was also very interested in the identity of the elderly monk.

This old monk said at the beginning that he didn't know more about himself and his dead ghost grandfather, and wondered whether his dead ghost grandfather left a legacy here.

Seeing it now, things are clearly not the case. That old monk can call the name Bleeding Sea Sword Intent in one mouthful tonight, which proves that he knows a lot.

There may be many things in his heart that are concealing himself.

Chen Liuhe smacked his lips a few times, thinking about these questions.

But he didn't get too entangled, just smiled off.

That kind of unfathomable expert, Chen Liuhe asked himself not to have the ability to figure it out.

Anyway, he only needs to know that the other party is not hostile to him, and what the other party does is really only good for him.

This night, Chen Liuhe had no distracting thoughts, and fell asleep early, no longer thinking about the blood sea sword intent, as if he had suddenly figured out an epiphany.