Nightfall Chapter 82: Enchanted (7)

Suddenly, the old monk's two extremely long white eyebrows fluttered without wind, not drifting away, but inexplicably irritable, his eyes violent shoulders, his thin palms rubbed the girl's hair vigorously, and he shouted:" How can the world make sense?"

"I am a great priest of adjudication. I once sat on the Mo Jade God Seat. I am the Great Sacrifice of the Demon Sect. I can choose the Sovereign. I am the guardian of the Buddha Zong Mountain Gate. I can command ten thousand monks. How proud of my life. There will be ups and downs in time, I become a Buddha and become a Buddha, and I become a devil and become a demon. How can it be reasonable?

"Look at this filthy world. I don’t know how many mediocre pigs are alive. Don’t you think the air you breathe is so dirty and smelly? With a thief who has been silent for years, don’t you Feel the breath is extremely uneasy? Naturally, people must eat meat, pigs, dogs, chickens, and worlds. How can it be reasonable!"

Ning Que said suddenly: "But it does not include cannibalism."

The old monk replied to silence. I don’t know how long it took, and the compassionate breath returned to his body. He said thoughtfully, “Yes, there is always some truth in this world, but the level of truth is different. . In my opinion, the way you and I exist in this world is a collection of my own ways of knowing the world. Back then, I was struggling to understand the origin of the real world and finally change my own existence. The way in the world, I finally want to change the world with extravagant hopes, and find the world that is impossible to return."

"Lanke Temple has difficulty in enlightenment and debate. The head teacher of Xiling Temple sighed that my words were like a lotus, and asked me to join the Demon Sect for the Central Plains Zhengdao Schools as a probe, but he didn't know." I was actually the Demon Dao from the day I was born. Middle man. "

The old monk’s old and thin cheeks have a childlike smile." His grinning mouth has no teeth in the chun, so he looks more like a baby who just fell to the ground, giving people a sense of innate purity, even mocking. So naive.

"I just pursue power and find a way to change the world. I don't care about the Dao Demon, nor who wins or loses. The reason why I am willing to come to the Demon Sect is because I want to read the lost book."

“However, the Ming scrolls are not in the gate of the Demon Sect. These demon middlemen who hide in the mountains” hide in the Central Plains countries like mice, and the elders who stir up trouble like fu people also disgust me, so I Leave again. "

The old monk's face was full of ridicule and disgust, like a fu man in the market watching other people selling vinegar to mix two bowls of water, full of pride and disdain.

"I rushed to the Great River of the Southern Jin Dynasty to the Moon Wheel Kingdom, and finally I went west to the remote and unknowable place. In the hanging temple, I finally heard the first lecture." I saw those Qingman Buddha light, I heard the deafening Buddha words in the glory, but after a few years, I finally discovered that the monks in the Xuankong Temple are just some silly things. The so-called Buddha words blindly play mystery and have nothing to do with the fortune tellers on Songguo Street. Separately, what’s even more annoying is that the Buddha’s painstaking self-cultivation "will only wait humblely in the face of the transfer of fate, how can we reach the other side like this?"

The old monk's white eyebrows floated up but then fell down, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction, like a young scholar who was holding a sedan chair on the road and calling for the country’s restlessness. Obviously, "He had been to the Buddha back then. The perception of Xuankong Temple in the Unknowable Land of Zong is much better than the perception of the Demon Zong Mountain Gate, but it is still very angry with the other side.

"Finally, I returned from the wasteland, and formally joined the Xiling Temple secretly at the invitation of the head teacher. With the help of the demon sect's cronies, I killed two stupid elders." Such Fang Zun clearly identified his identity and sat on the Mo Jade God Seat of the adjudication. Above. "

Ning Que and Mo Shanshan have been listening in silence, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Since you are a member of the Demon Sect" why do you want to help Xiling Temple kill their elders? "

"How can I win the trust of the Haotian Dao Sect? If not, how could that Poguan let me, the descendant of the Xuankong Temple, see the few broken books that they regarded as the treasure of the box? It's just that the Poisterous Taoism is extremely stingy, so I did so many things for the Haotian Taoist School" and only let me read the Japanese scroll and the sand scroll. "

The old monk said with an indifferent expression: "Although I only read two volumes of the heavenly scriptures, it is indeed an extraordinary and vulgar thing. I thought I finally found a right place to have a chance to know the real world. However, I did not expect that on Peach Mountain After staying for a while, I discovered that Xiling Temple is all a group of cowardly idiots."

He suddenly looked down, and saw that Ye Hongyu's eyes were already occupied by angry flames. Knowing that the girl was angry by taunting the Xiling Temple, he couldn't help but laughed and said, "Poor child, are these? Isn’t that right? Hundreds of millions of Haotian cultists only know the temple and don’t know what to watch. The guys sitting in the white temples on Taoshan should know what they should do if they have some courage and backbone, but how do they do it? It seems to be aloof, but in the end it has to be criticized by a Po Taoist temple."

Thinking of the green robe in the Po Taoist Temple, the old monk's expression condensed slightly, and then he sneered and said, "It's all a bunch of dogs, what about that Pokémon? After all, it is not Haotian. Dog! Ha 

...all dogs! "

The arrogant laughter burst out from the dead chun with blood, and the old monk flew up with two white eyebrows, as if dancing, with pride and passion, like a sword walking in the countryside looking for unevenness. Young knight.

Slightly hoarse but full of bold laughter, back dàng in the quiet and dim room, Ning Que stared at the old monk who was leaning forward and backward in the mountain of bones, who seemed to fall down at any time, feeling the laughter The wildness that was clearly conveyed meant that this person could not help but think that this person was qualified to be a friend of the little teacher and uncle back then, it does make sense.

"Walking in the world for so many years, searching for so many years, but still full of dogs, ten thousand lives are like pigs, thinking about going is still a bit interesting for the Guangming lost priest who founded the Demon Sect back then, so I return Arrived at the Mozong."

The old monk said indifferently: "However, after so many years, the Demon Sect is still as dirty as it was in the past. The trash that occupies the position of the sovereign is becoming more and more old and faint. He wanted to abolish the demon because he could not bear his daughter. The inheritance of the sage sage, the rest of the people are indulged in the boring pleasure of killing, just as boring and boring as a beast."

"At this moment, I finally found a glimmer of hope in the gate of the mountain. It was a little boy. I saw in him the possibility of reviving the Demon Sect to change the whole world." However, it is a pity that I returned to the gate of the mountain to gain power. I killed his father, so he didn’t believe anything I said at all. I brought back so many wonderful exercises from the sacred places of Buddhism, Taoism, and sacred places. I also refused to learn it, but I had to learn the two without any hope of success. Thirteen years of cicada!"

The old monk recalled the past and shouted angrily: "The only hope is shattered again, what should I do? Finally I thought of a way, I want to destroy this world, and all the demon sects, Buddhism and Taoism will be destroyed. Let the heaven and the earth return to tranquility, but new shoots will emerge from the scorched earth. "

Ning Que looked at the almost crazy old monk, and suddenly asked: "What do you want this world to become? Or do you just want to destroy this world because you can't understand it?"

The old monk gradually reduced his anger, regained his calmness, and said, "You haven't even seen what the world looks like, so where are you qualified to discuss the transformation of the world with me?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said: "Since you traveled all over the world looking for ways to change the world, why did you never go to the academy? I think the academy back then should not be worse than the places you used to study."

The old monk was silent for a long time and said: "There is already a guy named Ke Haoran in the college."

Ning Que stared into his eyes and said, “So it’s not changing the world at all. You are just jealous of my little uncle, you want to become stronger and you want to defeat him.” As a result, you can’t do it until the end You fell into despair, so you simply want the whole world to die with you. "

The old monk stunned slightly, and then laughed like he heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, his empty hand kept rubbing his shriveled abdomen, and said: "I will be jealous of a lunatic?"

Ning Que didn't laugh." Looking at him calmly, he said, "You are a lunatic. "

The old monk was silent, and then sighed softly and said, "You are right. I am indeed a little jealous. It is like me that there is nothing to do with Buddhism. Dao and Demon practice concurrently. Going to Xuankong Temple can become a great virtue." The **** seat is even the most powerful high priest of the Demon Sect. There is really not much humility. I always think that I am a peerless figure that appears once in a thousand years. However, who would have thought that I would encounter a guy even more incredible than me. "

The old monk said with emotion: "I once learned the lotus huā seal of the Hanging Temple, and the wonderland seems to be innate. I once learned the Taoshan fan cage formation. I waved and scattered my fingers and trapped everything in the world." I’m all good at it, and even the meal** that has long been broken has been re-understood by me. "I have read two volumes of the heavenly book to realize the divine will of Haotian. If you don’t want to be a dog, you can be enlightened at any time, you say that someone like me is Spiritual genius?"

Every time I heard a sentence, Ning Que's heart trembled, thinking that I had never seen such a strong practitioner in my life. Master Yan Se and the second brother seemed to be far inferior. It seemed that such characters are not geniuses. Who can be?

He said honestly: "The real world knows everything, you are indeed an amazing person."

The old monk laughed at himself and said, "Then do you know how many exercises Ke Haoran knows?"

Ning Que was silent.

The old monk slowly shook his head and said: "He only has one kind."

Yu Que said in surprise: "One kind?"

The old monk said calmly: "Ke Haoran can only use swords. From the wood-chip sword that looked like a child's fight to the last sword that broke through the clouds and the sky, it was his Haoran sword."

Ning Que looked at the mottled sword marks on the walls around the room, wondering if Xiao Shishu could only use the sword, then how could such a powerful cage formation be arranged to trap a character like Liansheng to death? ten years?

The old monk seemed to perceive the suspicion in his and Mo Shanshan’s hearts, and smiled and said, "You said that I am the real master of all laws, then I will tell you Ke Haoran, he is the real master of all laws, he In this life, I can only use swords, but it can transform sword intent into all Taoisms in the world. This is how the cage in this room is."

One sword turned into thousands of ways in the world!

Ning Que was shocked and speechless, wondering how many years would he have to cultivate before he could touch this level?

The old monk smiled and said: "I am really helpless when I meet such a person."

"Ke Haoran is not as good-looking as I am. The stupid donkey he rides is not as good as my horse Shenjun. His feet are so sweaty that he smells stinky when he takes off his shoes, but he prefers to sit and pick his feet. He has a bad temper. He even scolded the master for three days and three nights for a bowl of braised pork. This is a person, but the world only looks at him. When traveling side by side with him, the world only sees him, regardless of me How many shocking things he has done, he is still the only one in the eyes of the world"

The old monk smiled slightly, raised his left hand and formed a single lotus huā mark in front of the xiong, gently stroked the top of the Ye Hongyu's head like a child, and continued: "I want to do something earth-shattering, indeed There is a reason to be jealous of him, but it is basically because I want to find a way to the other shore, and he has always been in front of me no matter what, so I must think of a way to let him die."

"But the yin plot you weaved was still seen through by him." Ning Que said.

The old monk said with emotion: "At that time, Wei Guangming almost saw Xingzang. I had to avoid Mozong, but unexpectedly Ke Haoran also chased after seeing the broken Kesi. I didn't care about it at the time, I always thought The power of Jiquan Demon Sect can always kill him, and he is even a little happy to come, ready to welcome his death."

"I didn't play against Ke Haoran before that. I knew he was very strong, but I always thought you would be the best in the world, so what? However, I still didn't expect him to be so strong after all." /

The old monk said indifferently: "Because he is strong, he wins. We in the Demon Sect can accept this kind of truth, and I can accept it when I lose. Even if he kills me with a single sword, I don’t have any Complain, but he shouldn't kill me."

"He shouldn't kill me!"

The old monk’s skinny cheeks suddenly twisted, and his deep eyes spewed resentment like ghost fire. The hoarse voice seemed to come from the underworld. He screamed: "He ruined my lifelong cultivation and threw me at In this gloomy room, I use my most proud cage to seal all the vitality of the world and [suppress] like a monster in this place where the sky will never be seen! Let me bear the eternal loneliness and despair!"

"Who can endure the loneliness of decades of isolation? Do you know the despair of looking at the light from outside the temple and counting the days but never ending? Do you know that you can only watch for decades What a terrible punishment is this four walls? Do you know that if a person stays for a long time, silence will become the most terrifying torture?"

The old monk stared at Ning Que's face bitterly, as if looking at the face of that person back then. His breathing became abnormally rapid because of his ji movement, and his voice became more peaceful and stern, just like his mood at that time and now. . ! .