On the top of Shaohua Mountain, the drizzle is falling, the grass is deep and the trees are springy. Only the broken walls occasionally seen tell the story of the Buddhist catastrophe that year.
Stepping on the slippery soil and breathing the fresh mountain breeze, two old men wearing bamboo sticks and mango shoes climbed the back mountain surrounded by several men and women dressed as monks and knights.
After walking through the woods and arriving at the red boulder, a half-hundred monk with a sad expression clasped his hands together and whispered a Buddha's name: This is where Doercha died in a strange way.
The leader of the old man had pale eyebrows and deep wrinkles. Hearing this, he said with emotion: I don't know who exactly killed him, but judging from the scars on the body, we can't deny the contribution of Master Xinji. My destiny in the Central Plains has been reversed since then.
The changes in the eyes of the monk with a sad expression seemed to recall the disaster that destroyed the temple that year, with turbulent storms, thunder and fire, many monks sacrificed their lives, many heroes took righteousness, and the silence of his master delayed and severely damaged Duoercha. The fire was reserved for the revival of Shaolin and the fire for expelling the barbarians.
He sighed: In times of crisis, heroes must appear. In addition to the family master, there were also hidden masters such as Mr. Zhang and the Buddhist Sword Zhending who came to the rescue in the past. Perhaps Duoercha was seriously injured and killed by them.
I don’t know where they are now, or whether they died together with Duoercha in the past. A young girl looked at the red boulder and thought about the heroes and martyrs of her ancestors. Without them, our martial arts community in the Central Plains might not have a chance to breathe.
The leader of the old man nodded slightly: Now the national master and the wolf master are at odds with each other, and there are many masters in the world, and it is just around the corner to drive out the barbarians. Therefore, the old man came here to pay homage to the martyrs.
The knights beside him took out various memorial objects and arranged them neatly. The old man picked up three sticks and burned incense, bowed and saluted, and others followed him one after another. Several monks clasped their hands together and recited the mantra of rebirth.
On the cliff behind them, Meng Qi listened with his hands behind his back, wearing a green shirt without wind.
This has only been a few years. Titles such as Mr. Zhang's Karma-killing Buddhist Sword seem to have gone through decades of vicissitudes of life, if not mentioned by outsiders. It rarely lingers in my mind.
Time washes away everything, and things that I once thought would be remembered forever can only be recalled inadvertently.
The stone walls on the left and right are rough, covered with moss, damp and cold. Meng Qi looked around, and everything from yesterday came to mind again:
Senior Brother Qi who talks a lot after being injured, Senior Brother Zhang who fights side by side, Zhiwei who persists in holding a sword even after being seriously injured, Gu Xiaosang who reveals his secret for the first time, the god and demon Duoercha who seemed invincible at the time.
Taking a deep breath and putting aside his nostalgic emotions, Meng Qi walked towards the depths of the corridor with his hands behind his hands. Outside, the knights and monks were still burning yellow paper. Pay homage to the heroes of the past.
He did not go out to show off because things were urgent and it was impossible to stay for two months. The longer it is delayed, the longer the interval between going back, and changes are likely to occur, such as Shinhwa's helping hand, so Meng Qi set a time limit of seven days for himself.
More than seven days, regardless of whether there is a harvest or not. Everyone must return immediately
At that time, there is still a trick. That is to use another reincarnation talisman at the moment of return. I believe that the Nine Heavens Thunder God will no longer be interfered by the secret treasure, and he can sell iron in exchange for powerful items.
However, the Nine Heavens Thunder God must have arranged something like a formation in the place where he returns. He must block the left and right to avoid losing his life. He may not be able to use the reincarnation talisman in time, so he has to prepare for the worst and forcefully use incomplete sticky cause and effect. Carrying everything for the Nine Heavens Thunder God, he suffered severe backlash.
There was no light in the corridor, and it was dark and silent all around. It seemed that the most terrifying monsters and monsters were hidden. Meng Qi's acupoint opened, and the sun was moving in the virtual phase. It was like two sunrises rising in his eyes, and the darkness retreated behind the stone wall.
When he reached the end, something familiar appeared in front of Meng Qi again. The end of the secret passage was in a semicircle, surrounding what seemed to be an open stone room. There were stone beds, stone tables, and rotten futons.
The motto left by Ananda is engraved on the front mountain wall, but it no longer contains the true meaning. Not far away on the left side, there are faint traces remaining on the wall, like a stone door, with a message of love, kindness, kindness, and do not enter this door.
There is a deep small hole on the lower left side of the stone door, and there is an indescribable flame burning inside. Next to it are tiny characters. Although it is written in demon script that Meng Qi does not recognize, the meaning clearly comes to mind:
Those who are unlucky will be killed.
None of this has changed, and it is exactly the same as what Meng Qi saw back then. However, his knowledge back then was completely different from what he sees now, and he directly saw all kinds of strange things.
It is rumored that the demon sage killed Ananda in Shaohua Mountain. The message from Xiao Kong and the heartless person seems to confirm this, but the strange thing is that the demon sage did not erase the motto left by Ananda and destroy the inheritance of Ananda's breaking sword skills. .
Based on her hatred at that time and her decree to kill the people who practiced Ananda's breaking sword skills, the demon should not be like this.
Combined with the residual aura of Ananda and Overlord in the Human Emperor Ancient Road, it seems to indicate that the Demon Saint did not succeed at the beginning.
When the Human Emperor was alive, who could enter the ancient path? The Human Emperor sat behind the Demon Saint.
Could this be the beginning of Ananda's reincarnation? The Ananda who left behind his mottos and inheritance is no longer the Ananda he was back then. He returned to the place where he was killed to practice hard, and only remembers his pursuit of some of the techniques and the path to the magical power of seeing the vacuum. Meng Qi was thinking wildly about Ananda, and he felt more and more that this great Arhat was mysterious, strange, and unfathomable.
Meng Qi's eyes moved to the stone door, looking at the words "love, justice, kindness, don't enter this door".
I didn't think it before, but now I see it, it is particularly strange, because it uses contemporary characters, not ancient seal scripts, but characters that evolved after the chaos of the Demon Buddha and were finalized thousands of years ago.
In other words, the person who left these eight words was an unknown number of thousands of years later than the Demon Sage and Ananda, very close to now.
Then why did he leave these eight words
Doubts arose, Meng Qi walked to the stone door with only faint traces. The opportunity to get involved had not yet appeared, but it seemed to be inside.
This time, without touching, Meng Qi directly sensed the coldness and terror at the door. It was as if there were rotting corpses and body parts, evil spirits and demons appearing in front of him, affecting his soul.
The spiritual platform is pure and clean, without any ripples. The Meng Qi of today is completely different in strength and realm from the Meng Qi of the past. Facing the terrifying and terrifying feeling, I remain motionless
Stretching out his hand and touching the stone door, he felt more and more prosperous. Meng Qi exerted force suddenly, and the stone door creaked, but it did not open.
Holding his hands down, Meng Qi exhaled and said:
open
The muscles around his body bulged, holding up his clothes, but the stone door still only made a creaking sound.
Meng Qi took a few steps back and drew his sword. Gathering strength, the magic is only within ten feet. Dark clouds were gathering, and blue thunder was like a dragon, hitting the stone gate at the same time as the shining sun.
When it was about to touch the stone door, the sword was heavy. The swords shined brightly and suddenly collided, all the power condensed into one point.
Just when the Sun Meteor was about to erupt, the stone gate swayed, the water ripples spread, and the abnormality suddenly disappeared. Meng Qi felt that his sword was empty and had no power at all.
This door is interesting. He retracted his sword and his body suddenly swelled. Go up to the roof of the cave, step down on the rock, and turn your right hand up. Ancient and vast, white and powerful, it holds the sky, like gods connecting the sky and the earth, and also seems to hold up the peaks of the sky.
The right hand fell down, and the front of the palm was dark. The void shook, as if the heaven and earth were falling. Everything is about to be broken, there is no way to escape, there is no way to escape
The stone door was hit and shook violently, debris flew everywhere, and a slight gap was exposed, but it still held on tenaciously and silenced the movement, with no sound coming out.
Meng Qi took another breath, maintaining the relationship between heaven and earth, and pulled out the wound of heaven with his left hand. His eyes were half open and half closed, his breath was vast and distant, and the surroundings were chaotic, as if it was the beginning of everything and the cause of all consequences.
Suddenly, his eyes opened, and darkness appeared.
The light of the knife lit up, the darkness broke open, the depth broke open, the chaos broke open, and there was a gap in the stone door silently, almost penetrating it, leaving only a little stone skin.
But before Meng Qi could strike again, the stone grew rapidly and closed the gap.
After changing back to his original state, Meng Qi frowned. If he had stepped past the first level of the ladder, he would definitely be able to break through the door directly, but now he was a little short.
As for breaking the other parts of the stone wall, Meng Qi believed that there would be no way to enter this strange door.
His mind was racing, looking for a way to break the stone door.
Suddenly, he saw Ananda's admonition next to him, and his heart suddenly moved.
Why did Ananda choose this place to practice penance
If the sword-breaking technique remains here, does it have something to do with opening the door
As soon as he thought of it, Meng Qi mentioned Heaven's Injury again, and the movement was influenced by cause and effect. He closed his eyes and felt that the stone door was chaotic, without cause or effect.
Strangely, Meng Qi secretly thought, and swung the knife in his hand. What would happen if there was no cause or effect
This knife is ordinary, ordinary, no change, no weight, no subtlety, only a touch of weirdness, it seems to blend into the void, turning into an invisible swimming fish, shuttling in the inexplicable thread.
The long sword hit the stone door. Meng Qi's eyes were blurred, and he felt chaos change. The stone door moved forward, and he appeared behind the door.
Looking back, Shimen stood in the void, close to his back.
Surrounded by a black land covered in blood, there are rotting bones everywhere, and none of them are complete, all are missing parts.
It looks like a demon world but not a demon world, it looks like the Nine Netherworld but not the Nine Netherworld. Meng Qi looked around and saw the swords in his hands tightly. He could see something lingering in the distance and surrounded by black energy.
On the mountain behind Lotus Terrace, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly.
Teams of monks take turns patrolling here, and from time to time you can see elders or leaders wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks.
Near the entrance of the secret passage, water waves suddenly appeared and flowed in along some gaps, making no sound.
This secret passage leads directly to a certain level below the stupa, but there is a fork in the middle, which is guarded by senior monks at the exterior level all year round.
At this time, an elder wearing a red cassock sat in front of the fork in the road, his breath like dead wood.
But just behind him, four figures appeared walking
On top of their heads is a tortoise shell with the numbers of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements mixed with black and white dots, like a book.
Any place covered by tortoise shells seems to have escaped from the world, and no one can notice it at all. Even if they are behind the eminent monk in the exterior scene, they cannot be discovered.
One of them is as beautiful as a woman, wearing a white robe, with an embarrassed face, as if he has been ill for a long time, as if he is Wang Siyuan who has counted all the people in his life.
After reaching the end of the fork in the road, he looked at the stone door in front of him and coughed:
Kong Hui suffered from a hidden injury and had an attack at noon. She was unable to control the magic weapon. If she only had the Ananda Sword, she would not be discovered as long as she did not go close to the core area.
He seemed to be explaining to the people next to him.
There are also eight characters engraved on the stone gate:
Don't enter this door if you are kind and kind.
But they are glazed and have a profound Zen meaning, just like seals