"Buddha's wisdom eye is powerful, if you don't accept it, you can't."
There is no evil between heaven and earth, and so is the way.
All evil comes from sin.
Cause and effect are produced by Buddhism, and so are sin karma.
The monks in the temple could see their sins, Gu Qingfeng was not surprised, but just smiled.
"Those are all bad things about Chen Zhima's rotten stocks. I've changed my mind a long time ago,"
Sudden.
rumbling—
The temple cave trembled violently.
Gu Qingfeng swept his eyes, and said: "The evil spirit is about to come out. When he comes out, he will definitely seek revenge on you, and by the way, he will definitely take away the Prajna Sutra in your hand. Instead of falling into the hands of the evil spirit, what else can you do?" Why don't you give it to me."
"Although the evil spirit is also a person with sinful karma, his sinful karma is nothing compared to the donor, and it is not worth mentioning. The poor monk would rather give the small prajna sutra to the evil spirit than let the small prajna sutra fall into disrepair. into the hands of the benefactor!"
The words of the monks in the temple really made Gu Qingfeng speechless.
"Amitabha, I still hope that the benefactor will go back and forth, and don't think about the small Prajna Sutra. If the benefactor insists on doing this, the poor monk would rather see the broken jade than the whole."
Gu Qingfeng frowned and pondered.
He has long seen that the old monk has this intention, so he has not tried to snatch it forcibly. He is afraid that if the snatch fails, the old monk will destroy the little Prajna Sutra.
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed movement from outside. When he checked the past, it seemed that several people were trying to find a way to get in.
He knows very well that people in Buddhism always pay attention to karma and chance, and they have always been impeccable in doing things. The old monk is now exhausted and has a small Prajna Sutra in his hand. The evil spirit broke the seal, but the old monk ignored it. I am waiting for someone with a predestined relationship with the Buddha to take over the small Prajna Sutra, but I don't know who such a great fortune will fall on.
At this time.
A figure flickered and appeared.
It was a man in a green robe.
The man's appearance is ordinary, and his temperament is not outstanding. His eyes are slightly deep, neither arrogant nor arrogant, but more of a kind of indifference, the kind of indifference that has gone through the world.
The green-robed man appeared in front of the gate of Xiaoye Temple, and suddenly saw Gu Qingfeng, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, looking extremely surprised, staring at Gu Qingfeng, looking carefully, but the more he looked, the deeper his frown became, and his expression became more and more serious. The more complicated it is, the more suspicious the eyes become.
He was looking at Gu Qingfeng, and Gu Qingfeng was also looking at him.
With just a glance, he knew that the green-robed man was a reincarnated person.
But the souls of all reincarnated people are different, because when reincarnated, the soul will inevitably pass through the reincarnation channel, as long as it enters the reincarnation channel, the soul will be baptized, and thus be infected with a unique turbid breath, which comes from The soul cannot be concealed at all, even after reincarnation.
Reincarnation used to be synonymous with evil.
Because only sinful people risk reincarnation in order to escape judgment.
However, when the catastrophe happened, the door of reincarnation was opened by someone, and no one could tell how many people were reincarnated.
"I'm Wan Huaiyu, I haven't asked Your Excellency yet..."
The green-robed man frowned deeply, neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impetuous.
"My surname is Gu."
Gu Qingfeng replied lightly.
Gu
Wan Huaiyu didn't understand.
At this time, there was a faint laughing voice from outside.
"Brother Wan's methods are getting more and more unfathomable."
A boy appeared in response.
The young man was dressed in white, with a bamboo flute hanging from his waist. His temperament was like the wind, and his temples were gray. When he appeared, he was smiling, but when he saw Gu Qingfeng, he was as surprised as Wan Huaiyu.
Another reincarnated person.
Gu Qingfeng was not surprised by this, he even knew that there were definitely more than ten reincarnated people in the Black Crow Secret Realm.
Sudden.
boom! There was a loud bang.
The temple trembled violently again.
Gu Qingfeng raised his brows slightly, knowing that the suppressed demon was breaking the seal, and his spiritual consciousness had been covering the entire Black Crow Secret Realm, and he knew all the troubles inside, so he naturally knew the situation of the demon.
But what puzzled him a little was that just now he found that the demon was breaking the seal, and seemed to be playing other tricks. He didn't know what tricks the demon had used in a cave, and that cave suddenly burst into a strange aura.
To be precise, it is a relatively evil spiritual breath.
Gu Qingfeng carefully inspected the evil aura, and suddenly became interested, glanced at Xiaoye Temple, and disappeared in an instant.
In front of the gate of Xiaoye Temple.
Wan Huaiyu and the young man with gray temples looked at the direction where Gu Qingfeng disappeared, each looking more puzzled.
"Brother Wan, who was that person just now?" The young man said in a deep voice: "He seems to have only the breath of the Purple Mansion on him, why did he appear here? Even you and I worked hard to find this place. How did he get in here? ?”
Wan Huaiyu shook his head, he also wanted to know this question, and pondered: "He has no turbid breath on his body, neither reincarnation, nor rebirth, nor pure breath, neither a person who is destined for destiny, nor a person who is destined for disaster. people."
"Maybe it's a great fortune? Or maybe it's a person of great luck?"
Wan Huaiyu shook his head again. As a reincarnated person, although he hides in the Jiuhua League, he has always lived in seclusion and never cared about what happened in the four directions. Most of the people who come into contact with him are like him reincarnated person.
He was like this, and so was the white-haired boy. He looked at Xiaoye Temple and sighed: "It seems that we have been in seclusion for too long... This time we go out of the seclusion, we should learn more about it. After the catastrophe, there are more and more strange people." More and more."
Wan Huaiyu deeply agrees.
Since his reincarnation and awakening of consciousness, he has spent a lot of time practicing in seclusion. Every time he leaves the seclusion, he will encounter some unimaginable things. Various treasures and bloodlines emerge in endlessly, and various opportunities and fortunes also dazzle them. , After leaving the customs, it feels like thousands of years have passed, novel people and things make them very uncomfortable.
In addition to the weird white-clothed man just now, when he was in an ancient pagoda just now, he also met a weird monk, a monk who liked to eat meat, and he couldn't see through it. That monk was the same as the white-clothed man just now. The reason is not high, but there is an inexplicable weirdness about him.
"Well, Mr. Ge, finally came in... It's not easy!"
There was a sound of cursing, and a person appeared in a flash.
It was a monk with a bald head, wearing a dirty cassock, holding a roasted chicken leg in his hand, and two sledgehammers hanging from his waist.