The moon and stars are sparse, and there is silence all around.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the wind blew through the grass, through the treetops, and finally on the face of Monk Zuming.

Monk Zu Ming was facing the position where the little monk Fang Cai Qingyun was sitting, that is, the wind blew from that direction first, and then it blew on Monk Zu Ming's face.

Monk Zuming never practiced the seventy-two divine skills of Shaolin Temple, he only looked at it. Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts, he has turned them all over. I don't know how many people are up and down the Shaolin Temple, but no one has ever seen the monk Zu Ming practice, in the eyes of everyone in the Shaolin Temple, Zu Ming just carries water, sweeps the floor, rings the bell, and recites the scriptures every day......

In terms of hard work and patience, most people in the entire Shaolin Temple are not comparable to Monk Zu Ming, but everyone says, or simply laughs at Monk Zu Ming for working so hard every day, but never doing the right thing.

Ning Chengfo saw it, so he knew that Monk Zuming was a genius.

Monk Zu Ming is enlightening all the time, he has been enlightening, realizing his own Buddha, and also realizing his own martial arts.

Therefore, Monk Zuming is actually very powerful. One of the simplest aspects is that his mind is quiet. And when the mind is calm, it is natural to be able to capture more things. For example, a faint smell that many people miss by mistake.

Monk Zu Ming opened his eyes, his face was expressionless, but anger burned in his eyes.

Ning negative Buddha is the angry eyes of the Arhat, Vajra subjugates demons, and Ning negative Buddha is the Buddha.

Monk Zu Ming is different, he is not an Arhat, nor is he King Kong. When he is not angry, he is an ordinary monk of Shaolin Temple with the name Zu Ming. When he is angry, he is the ruthless knife man who killed people like numb in the past.

He also subdued demons, but for so many years, Monk Zuming has been using his Buddha heart to lower his demon heart.

He hadn't been angry for a long, long time, but today, he couldn't help it.

Monk Zu Ming was able to catch the scent, but he couldn't follow the scent, because the speed of the man's departure and the wind blowing from time to time would disperse the scent. He wanted to smell the smell, just to judge what had happened to the little monk Qingyun.

The smell was thick with a smell of blood and a faint hint of fireworks.

The man had just finished killing and eating, and it wasn't long after.

Monk Zu Ming took a step forward with the bucket in his hand. With just one step, he had crossed a long distance, but after a few steps, he disappeared into the back hill.

………………………………………

Master Xuan Ku was chanting in the meditation room, but for some reason, he always felt a little irritable tonight. So he didn't continue to force himself, but chose to come out of the meditation room and go to the courtyard to breathe fresh air.

Coincidentally, when he came out, he happened to see that in the opposite courtyard, Monk Zuming put down the bucket and pinned the ordinary, even somewhat notched firewood knife to his waist.

He could feel that Monk Zu Ming seemed to be suppressing himself, not to mention that Monk Zu Ming acted very regularly, for so many years, he had always gone to fetch firewood every three days, and all in the morning.

Therefore, the monk Zuming brought a firewood knife, and he definitely did not go to collect firewood.

"Zu Ming, it's so late, what are you going to do?" Master Xuanku did not play a sharp game, nor did he beat around the bush, but said it very simply.

Monk Zu Ming turned around, still expressionless on his face, but the anger in his eyes shocked Master Xuanku. Afterwards, Master Xuanku heard Monk Zuming say: "Qingyun was kidnapped, I went to find someone to help, and killed people by the way." ”

Master Xuanku was slightly stunned, and then said, "You said you want to kill someone, aren't you afraid that I will stop you?" ”

"You have taught me that everyone's Buddha is different, we should not cultivate those clay Buddhas, nor should we cultivate those legendary Buddhas, the Buddhas we want to cultivate are ourselves. I also said that a Buddha is a Buddha in his heart, and he is still a Buddha if he has killed countless people and stepped on dry bones; There is no Buddha in the heart, eating fasting and chanting sutras every day, burning incense and worshipping the Buddha, and it is not a Buddha. ”

"I feel that if I have killed someone this time, I am the Buddha."

Master Xuanku suddenly laughed, he walked in front of Monk Zu Ming, and looked Zu Ming up and down, "You have cultivated for so many years, and your cultivation is to calm the anger and killing in your heart, and today, you have lost all your efforts in a thought, but you told me that you are going to become a Buddha?" ”

Zu Ming nodded, "I've been cultivating for so many years, and what I cultivate is to let go." But I forgot, from that day on, I didn't even dare to pick it up, I couldn't pick it up, how did I know if I should put it down now? Perhaps, now that I blindly let go, it is my own obstacle. ”

"Hahahaha, Zu Ming, you really realized!" Master Xuanku suddenly looked like an ordinary person in the world, raised his hand and gently patted Monk Zuming's shoulder, "The firewood knife is brought, and the silver can be brought?" ”

"The fox girl brought a hundred taels of silver tickets last time, and I brought them all with me."

"Do you know who you're going to? Where to look? ”

"Go find Xiao Jiu, I heard from other player disciples that he seems to be on his way to the capital, and I plan to go straight to the capital day and night. If you can't find him, ask the three Ghost armies for help. ”

Master Xuanku smiled with satisfaction: "Since it has been decided, then let's go." ”

"I'm leaving." Monk Zuming didn't say anything more, and turned around and left.

The moonlight was like water, constantly sprinkling patches of light from the sky, shining on the departing monk Zuming.

Master Xuanku stood quietly at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the back of Monk Zuming, and suddenly felt a little more peaceful in his heart. The previous feeling of irritability for no reason also disappeared.

"Qingyun...... Someone is stirring up the storm again. Could it be that the previous incidents, the rivers of blood and corpses scattered all over the field, were not enough for them to taste the bitterness? ”

Master Xuanku sighed, he knew that the little monk Qingyun would not have a problem, because those people caught Qingyun must be for Mu Xiaojiu. But they will definitely only use these people as chips and handles, and will not be easily killed. Because dead chips are worthless. What's more, killing Qingyun means becoming the enemy of Mu Xiaojiu and Shaolin Temple at the same time.

And since these people are targeting Mu Xiaojiu, then, with Mu Xiaojiu here, Qingyun will definitely not have any problems. Moreover, Zu Ming also went down the mountain.

Speaking of which, how high is Zu Ming's martial arts now?

Zu Ming was enlightened not long before Mu Xiaojiu went up the mountain that time, and his cultivation was rising steadily, and he could not even cultivate without any obstacles, and now it has been so long......

Master Xuanku shook his head slightly, returned to the room, and sharpened the ink.

It's been another eventful time......