"Jingyang Hou, do you dare to do this?" A warrior monk finally couldn't bear it anymore, and roared loudly: "There are 100,000 monks in my Buddhist sect, and their footprints are all over the Central Plains. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Han Yue laughed, and after laughing, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "You threaten me? ”

"It's a threat, what are you going to do?" The warrior monk roared again, and said with a furious face: "Today, you kill my Buddhist monks first, and then push my Buddhist temple, this move is tantamount to destroying the Buddha, you don't respect my Buddha, that is the devil ......"

"Disrespectful to you are the devil?" Han Yue raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Take 100,000 monks to threaten me, I really thought that this marquis would be afraid...... To tell you the truth, in my eyes, 100,000 monks are just chickens and dogs, and if there is a kind of you who will attack Shenyang, see if Lao Tzu dares to open fire. ”

He laughed as he spoke, and suddenly shouted: "Where is Li Fenghua, he cut this monk for this marquis, didn't he slander me for killing the monk, then I will kill it, otherwise this crime cannot be confirmed, and the monks in the world have no excuse to find fault with it......"

Li Fenghua drew a knife in his hand, pointed at the warrior monk and said: "Come on, come on, bald donkey, I'll give you a chance, let's fight alone." ”

The warrior monk reached into his arms, took out a booklet and shouted: "I have a court degree, but I am an upright Buddhist disciple, unless the emperor decrees, no one can let me use force, the poor monk does not fight with you, I only talk to the Marquis of Jingyang." ”

These words were simply shameless, Han Yue was dumbfounded when he heard this, and turned his head to Zhi Cao and said, "Old monk, this is the Buddha?" ”

From beginning to end, the old monk Zhicao never spoke, just quietly watched the warrior monk and Han Yue fight, at this time was asked by Han Yue, the old monk finally folded his hands, and sighed lightly: "Jingyang Hou Mo is mistaken, Buddha is Buddha, monk is monk, don't mix it up." ”

Han Yue's eyes flashed, and he suddenly had a trace of respect for this old monk in his heart.

Zhicao is right, the Buddha is the Buddha, the monk is the monk, and the two really cannot be confused.

What is Buddha?

The word Buddha, on the left is a single person, on the right is a 'Buddha' word, Buddha represents the meaning of not knowing, not understanding, and dazed unknown, but after matching the single side, the full meaning of the Buddha word has become enlightened and makes people look back.

This is the true Buddha, who needs to cultivate oneself and retreat away from the world, and cannot covet the prosperity of the world.

The meaning of the old monk is very clear, the Buddha is not greedy, the monk is greedy! True Buddha practitioners are far away from the world, and only those who recite Buddha will be nostalgic for the world.

Han Yue's eyes were exploring, he looked at Zhi Cao and asked lightly, "Master, I don't know if you are a Buddha cultivator or a Buddha chanter?" ”

"Zhicao is a person who cultivates Buddhism, and an old monk recites Buddha."

This sounds confusing, but if you think about it carefully, you can understand that it is nothing more than telling Han Yue that Zhicao himself is a true cultivator of Buddhism, but he is also the leader of Buddhism, so he has to be an old monk who recites Buddhism.

Cultivating the Buddha is far away from the world, but reciting the Buddha but walking in the world, otherwise who will the Buddha recite? How can you collect the congregation if no one listens, how can you cheat money......

Zhicao really has two identities, he is a real Buddha cultivator, but he has to come out and walk the world, because he is the leader of Buddhism, which is actually a great pain.

Because of all the dark sides of Buddhism, the old monks all know that this is the greatest torture for a Buddhist cultivator.

Han Yue sighed slightly, he looked up at the sky with his hands in his hands, and muttered, "The master is a headache, this marquis really doesn't know how to treat you." ”

He bowed his head abruptly and asked directly: "Why don't you tell me directly, is the person standing in front of me now a master of Zhicao or an old Buddhist monk?" ”

If you answer the master, then Han Yue will let him go, if you answer the old monk, then I'm sorry, there is only one way to kill.

I, Han Yue, also have a butcher's knife in my hand, but I don't want to become a Buddha on the spot.

"Amitabha, the Marquis of Jingyang has good thoughts, today my Buddhism provokes you like this, you even have to ask the identity of the old monk, this is the act of the sage, the old monk admires ......"

Han Yue slowly closed his eyes.

The other party's words are obvious, an old monk, that is telling Han Yue, for the sake of Buddhism, I can only choose to be slaughtered.

This is a truly virtuous monk, and this is the person who truly understands Buddhism.

"Master, you go, I won't kill you today!" Han Yue suddenly waved his hand.

The old monk's face sank like water, his eyes slowly swept the monks behind him, he folded his hands and bowed, and said, "Can the Marquis of Jingyang let these monks go?" Three hundred warrior monks are difficult to cultivate, this is the protector monks of my Buddhism, and the old monks can't abandon them. ”

Han Yue's eyes were cold, and he said, "Since the master opened his mouth to ask for it, how can this Hou Ye give you a face." Kill half, leave half. If one person dares to resist, then none of the three hundred people will be left, Li Fenghua, do ......"

Li Fenghua suddenly raised his big knife and slashed at a warrior monk.

He was the first to make a move, and thousands of soldiers around him stepped forward with weapons, and in the blink of an eye, the monks were surrounded by water.

What a kill!

The snow was falling, the red blood was spraying wildly, there were heads falling everywhere, and there were screams everywhere. It was a massacre, but none of Han Yue's soldiers were injured.

When these people heard that Han Yue was going to kill half and keep half, they suddenly shot at their companions, and in an instant, they restrained the monks who came with them, exchanging their lives for their own livelihood.

Because the Marquis of Jingyang said that if one person resists, then kill three hundred people. In order to prevent their companions from resisting, monks with high martial arts restrained monks with low martial arts and exchanged their lives for their own lives.

Although Han Yue's soldiers were slaughtering, the one hundred and fifty monks died at the hands of their own people.

"Aha!" Han Yue looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, pointed at the fallen monks and said to those Han slaves: "Look at it, this is the so-called Buddha, for the sake of his own life, he dares to use his companions to block the sword, what qualifications do they have to protect you?" What qualifications do they have for you to believe? ”

From beginning to end, the old monk just folded his hands, but it was the Qingyue nun whose eyes breathed fire, staring at Han Yue viciously.

It seemed like it was just an instant, and it seemed that tens of thousands of years had passed, when all the one hundred and fifty warrior monks fell to the ground, Li Fenghua suddenly wiped the blood on his face, and said loudly: "Master Hou, half of it has been killed." ”

"Killable?"

"Back to the Hou Ye, the command is not happy......"

"Oh? But why is that? ”

"There is no blood, like a murderous machine, the most infuriating thing is that these monks are restrained by their companions, and their subordinates feel very disgusting."

Han Yue looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice was so loud and crazy that he almost laughed out of his eyes. He said loudly: "If you are unhappy, there is no way, this is the Buddha chanter in the hearts of the world......"

"Amitabha, good, good!" The old monk clasped his hands together, turned around and left slowly.

The remaining one hundred and fifty monks looked at each other, and some cautiously raised their feet to follow, and found that the soldiers around them did not stop them, and all the warrior monks scrambled for a while, closely following the old monk Zhicao.

In the eyes of everyone, these warrior monks either did not follow the abbot, but followed a talisman, because the Marquis of Jingyang respected the master of Zhicao very much and wanted to let him live.

The monk walked farther and farther, and in the blink of an eye he was about to disappear into the wind and snow, when he heard a voice suddenly come, low and slow, as if he was chanting sutras, and as if he was making a grand wish: "If I attain supreme bodhi and become enlightened, the Buddha temple where I live will be immeasurably inconceivable and have solemn merits." There is no more suffering in the world, and the Rakshasa puts down the butcher's knife......"

Han Yue laughed and shouted from afar: "The master has a good journey, and the Buddhism sect is against me, and when we meet again in the future, it will be an enemy of life and death." ”

"Amitabha, good and good, today is a kind of evil cause, tomorrow will get evil results, Jingyang Hou killed the monk and released the monk, the old monk's heart is resentful, but Zhicao's heart is grateful. If I am the green light of the ancient Buddha, I must pray for the Hou Ye to turn the meridians, if I walk in the world, the Hou Ye needs to be careful of the Buddha's anger, although the world is big, the old monk's martial arts can be ranked in the top three......"

"Let's talk about his year!" Han Yue shouted loudly and said with a smile: "Today, the Marquis killed a group of bald donkeys, and suddenly felt relaxed, and his thoughts were extremely accessible. The old monk walks slowly, and he doesn't send it away, ahahaha. ”

A long Buddha horn came from afar, and then disappeared in the wind and snow.

Li Fenghua's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and whispered: "Master Hou, now that you have turned against Buddhism, this group of bald people is the best at demagoguery, and the 100,000 monks in the world are not joking, it is better to let your subordinates lead a team of people out of the city and find a place to ...... all these bald donkeys."

He made a clicking gesture with his hand on his neck, Han Yue glanced at him, slowly shook his head and refused, and said coldly: "The matter of Buddhism, if it is not a butcher's knife, it can be extinct, this Hou Ye has his own plans, there is no need for you to worry." ”

Li Fenghua nodded hurriedly and carefully put the big knife back into its sheath.

Han Yue stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the sky, and ordered in a deep voice: "You now lead people to join Yu Chi Baolin, and come to Dasuo the whole city again, and gather all the Han slaves together." ”

Li Fenghua was slightly stunned, and said unknowingly: "What do you want to do?" ”

Han Yue snorted lightly, and said coldly: "Didn't the Buddha Sect want these Han slaves, this marquis was merciful and gave them ......"

Li Fenghua was stunned again, his eyes turned to the many Han slaves on the long street, and he vaguely understood Han Yue's plan.

Hou Ye's hand is to make Buddhism unable to advance or retreat, and obediently feed 150,000 Han slaves......

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In January of the fourth year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty, the Marquis of Jingyang fought a hard battle in Shenyang City, defeated the Turkic and Goguryeo coalition forces, and rescued 150,000 Han slaves.

Confucianism was ready to write a book and write a biography, but before he started writing, suddenly news came that the Marquis of Jingyang did three things in a day, first bombing the Buddhist temple, and then killing the monks, and then issued a strict order to expel 150,000 Han slaves from the city, so that these Han slaves went to the Buddhist family they believed in.

As a result, the Buddhists drifted away, leaving 150,000 Han slaves in the wind and snow, without any care and stay.

As soon as this news spread, the world was in an uproar, no one scolded the Buddhists for abandoning the Han slaves, but there were countless people who scolded the Marquis of Jingyang for being cold-blooded and ruthless, and some Confucian scholars rushed to Chang'an for thousands of miles, ready to hit the Dengwen drum, intending to sue Han Yue for treating his fellow clan harshly and not worthy of being the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty.

Confucianism was only indignant that Han Yue expelled the Han slaves, and the family had another purpose, and organized defenders to carry out a scolding war, and all kinds of foul language came one after another, and for a while, Han Yue's stench filled the streets, and the evil Jiao in the water and the tigers in the mountains were side by side, known as the three evils of the Central Plains of the Tang Dynasty.

In the face of all the scolding, in the face of all the accusations, it is said that Jingyang Hou Han Yue didn't care, just stood at the head of Shenyang City and sneered, and said lightly: "Get out of your mother's criticism......"

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…… The bald donkey killed half of it and left half of it, this thing is not over, and that Qingyue is chattering all day long, and I am ready to let the protagonist kill her. Do you think it's cool to read a few books, come to a few monthly passes,