Pilu Temple is different from Longhu Mountain. The temple does not accept pilgrims to worship and do not accept offerings from lay people, and their Duyi Mountain is surrounded by large barren fields, and the monks of Pilu Temple also grow grains and vegetables on weekdays. Walking in the field and looking around, I found that the grains in the field are very sparse, and the seeds are not full, at this time there is no chemical fertilizer and pesticides, and the crops will naturally not grow very well, and the grains produced by these hundreds of acres of fields are probably only enough for the monks of Pilu Temple to eat two meals of gruel a day.

The path I chose was at the foot of the sun of Duyi Mountain, there were many monks in the fields who were farming, and after seeing me, they were busy with me, and the anger in my heart gradually faded with a look of neither humility nor arrogance.

Walking through the mountain field, I began to walk up the mountain, just when I just stepped up the first step, the bell tower at the top of the mountain came from the sound of the bell, the bell was empty and far away, the sound spread to the four fields, so that the people who heard the bell had a pleasant and quiet feeling, because I am a disciple of the sect, so there is an unconscious rejection of Buddhism, but even so I have to admit that this bell ringing made the murderous spirit in my heart dissipate a little again.

Looking up, I found that the bell was struck by a middle-aged monk who I couldn't see the cultivation, the practice of Buddhism pays attention to calm and gradual, usually in old age epiphany enlightenment, middle-aged enlightened monks are very few, this monk is undoubtedly an exception. Because his situation is more special, I deliberately looked at his appearance, this person should be forty-seven or eighteen years old, very tall, wearing gray cloth monk's robes, although tall but very thin, with vegetables and hunger on his face, at first glance no one would believe that he is a great monk who has had an epiphany and enlightenment.

I looked up for a moment and finally retracted my gaze and walked up the stairs, no matter what kind of cultivation he had, no matter what his intention was to strike the bell, it was not enough to dispel my thoughts of eliminating them, if they dealt with me well, I would try to hurt as few lives as possible, and I could not kill them.

A moment later, the bell tower on the mountain rang again, this bell made my heart shake, I had deliberately counted the steps when I was going up the mountain, and the second bell rang when I reached the ninety-ninth step, this coincidence made me very puzzled, when the bell rang, I immediately looked up, and found that the middle-aged monk did not look down at me at all, let alone count the steps I had walked.

I muttered for a moment and walked again, and every time I reached the ninety-nine steps, he would ring the bell. He hits him, I go mine, I don't deliberately speed up or slow down because his bell strikes exactly when I'm ninety-nine paces, and he doesn't deliberately adjust the time to hit the bell to match my pace.

When I walked through the last step, the Daxiong Treasure Hall on the mountainside was in front of me, but this time I deliberately delayed my footing for half a second, and the bell rang first and then landed, I came to seek revenge, not to find any tacit understanding.

The temple of Pilu Temple has no courtyard wall, outside the main hall is the open-air chanting morning class, at this time outside the main hall is sitting more than 60 purple monks, opposite these monks sit an old monk with white eyebrows, different from the middle-aged monk who hit the bell, this old monk is wearing a big red robe, according to the style of the robe and the horizontal and vertical lines on the robe, he is undoubtedly the abbot here, but I have not heard any news about this monk before, Pilu Temple rarely asks about the world, and outsiders do not know much about them。

This old monk has surpassed the cultivation of mortals, so I can't observe his situation and cultivation level through the breath, at this time this old monk is holding a wooden mallet to beat the red wooden fish that has fallen off the vermilion paint in front of me, after I walked the steps into the area of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, he stopped beating the wooden fish, and the chanting of those monks also stopped.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, ride the wind. I bowed my head to the old monk.

"Amitabha. The old monk put down the gavel and saluted in return.

"Does the master know the meaning of the poor way?" I said, looking around to the left and right. All the purple qi monks of the entire Pilu Temple have gathered here, and those ordinary monks have not come to attend the morning class.

"The cause of the past is the effect of today, the effect of today, the cause of the future. The real person has decided the cause and effect here. "The white-eyed old monk sang the Buddha together.

"Master Zhuo, I don't know how the master wants to determine cause and effect?" I sneered. I naturally understand the principle of the causal cycle mentioned by this white-eyed old monk, what he means is that the previous things have caused today's consequences, and today's consequences will lead to future things, and there is no end to it.

"This cause and effect. The white-eyed old monk never stood up.

"There are monks in Pilu Temple who participated in the siege of my Ziyang Taoist Temple, and today the poor Dao came to take your life. I opened my mouth calmly. I am an immortal, not an ordinary man, and I can't change my mind just by a few ambiguous words of cause and effect.

"Amitabha, real people, please deal with your heart. The white-eyed old monk stared and spoke.

I couldn't help but sneer again and again at the words of the white-eyed old monk, he meant that I should do it.

"Call the master on the bell tower and the master of the back mountain together, and the poor road will ask you for the magic of Buddhism today. I stopped sneering and said. I am already a Heavenly Immortal cultivator at the moment, and it is easy to kill the purple qi, and these monks who are sitting and waiting for death are not worth my hands at all.

"Amitabha. The real person is already on the right path in the flesh, but the qi of the five elements can be resisted, and the real person is not earth-shattering, and the river and Yue are not enough to make the real person stop killing and calm the anger, if the line is definitely more meritorious than the fault, please let the real person do it to end the cause and effect, and the old man has been waiting for three days. The white-eyed old monk closed his eyes and spoke.

As soon as he said this, I frowned again, I had sent a prayer post three days ago, and I had been observing their situation in the dark for three days, I thought that they were just loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and they already had the confidence and methods to deal with me, but I never thought that they would have no countermeasures, and when the three days came, they gathered a group of monks to lead the neck to be killed.

"Master, Poor Dao is not a member of your Buddhist sect, you have made a mistake in your wishful thinking. I sneered, don't think I'm embarrassed to do it if I look like a dead pig.

"Amitabha. The white-eyed old monk was silent after chanting the Buddha's name again.

Seeing this, I immediately drew the Xuanyuan sword from behind my back, stepped forward with the sword, and walked slowly through the group of monks.

These purple qi monks could not be as calm as water, which could be seen by the violently fluctuating aura on their heads.

Buddhism is known for its strict rules and precepts, and most of these monks have no sins and karma, but this does not mean that they are all good people. In the future, I will be in charge of the law of criminal responsibility, and this position does not require the heart of a bodhisattva, but on the contrary, it requires the majesty of Shura who makes decisions on the spot.

"Killing is the first precept of Buddhism, and killing is innocent. "With a sword in my hand, I cut off the head of a monk who had committed a major murder with great virtue. Beheading is the most deterrent punishment, after cutting off the head, the blood rushes straight up to three feet, the first blood rushes out followed by the second, this time it is less than a foot, and after three times the rapid gushing turns into a slow flow.

Naturally, I wouldn't let the blood spewed out by the dead corpse stain my Dharma body, but the monks around it were not so lucky, and they were stained with the blood that spewed out rapidly to varying degrees. Those purple qi monks all showed fear on their faces when they saw this scene, this scene made me sneer secretly, aren't you afraid of death, why are you trembling?

At this moment, the gray-clothed monk on the bell tower rang the bronze bell, and the bell had a long aftersound in addition to the original "bang", but I couldn't think of any words to describe the solemn and solemn aftersound of the heart.

When the bell rang, the monks immediately seemed to be drunk, lowered their eyebrows and closed their eyes and began to chant the Buddha.

I glanced up at the gray-clad monk on the bell tower, and with a sneer on my face, I walked through the crowd again.

"Where can you get the gold and silver?" I sneered and swung my sword again to cut off the head of another monk. The breath of gold appeared in the monk's arms, and the monks of the Pilu Monastery were not destined for fate, where did they come from?

Another bell rang with it. I didn't look up this time, he struck his bell, I killed my people, he didn't stop me from killing, I could ignore his bells.

These people were slaughtered not only did not make me feel compassion, but also made my heart gradually rise anger, if I want to kill them, they will not be able to run away at all, from here to sit and wait for death is very suspicious of pretending to be a gentleman, and I start to kill people who do not resist but seem to be a villain. Whether it's a gentleman or a villain, if I care about the praise and disapproval of others, it won't be a big deal. People in the world like to express their opinions on a certain matter, their opinions are often limited by their own age, knowledge, experience and other factors, those opinions that seem to them to be extremely correct are probably not correct, in the eyes of the common people I should not kill, but in my opinion I must kill, let alone sitting, even lying down I will go up and give him a sword.

"Stealing apprentices is three points inferior to yin's wives and daughters, and they are killed. "I swung my sword again and cut off the head of a monk, this person's aura is very offensive, the monk and the young apprentice are indeed messing around, there is no need to exaggerate these things, there is no need to hide them.

The bell rang again, and the monks recited the scriptures again.

This time I came to a young monk, this person did not have much Yin virtue defect, but he recited the scriptures a beat faster than other monks, this person is not very old, when he experienced the purple tribulation, he must have been protected by the elders of this temple against the heavenly tribulation. Looking at the young monk's rapidly twitching lips, I raised my sword again.

This kind of person is obviously good at lip service, and he slaps the horse in the wind to please his elders, which is what I hate, but the reason why I want to kill him is not because of this, but because his rapidly rolling lips remind me of the gushing debaters in the debate. The reason why those debaters can argue with each other is not because they know more, but because they speak fast, they don't give the other party a chance to open their mouths at all, this kind of person is what I hate, they have no ink on their chests, they are clever and flattering, they should be killed!

"The benefit of the tongue and the root of the calamity are the four precepts of Buddhism. "I swung my sword and cut off the young monk's head, and I hated bragging about what I didn't do in my life, for which I fought with my comrades in the Northeast during my service in the army.

Then another bell rang.

"Since the master rang the bell to urge, how dare the poor Dao stop. I looked up at the gray-clad monk on the bell tower. This guy is bumping around, and I am angry. What I mean by this is that if you hit me again, I will kill me.

"Wine is the five precepts of Buddhism, kill it. "A monk who smells of alcohol has not escaped my keen senses.

After the killing, I waited for a long time, but this time I didn't hear the bell ring.

"Without the master's soul-clearing Sanskrit sound, it will be difficult to suppress the murderous machine in the heart. I looked up and smiled. I'm killing damned people, you hit a bell, you hit the bell just to show your great virtue, you are a great virtue, so what am I?

I completely crushed the gray-clothed monk with this positive and negative approach, holding Zhong Mu in my hand, and I couldn't hit it, and I couldn't hit it.

"The disciples of Buddhism even gave Fan Dai, if I am not mistaken, this is the six precepts of Buddhism. "I backhanded a monk with a little white powder on it.

"As a disciple of Buddhism, he actually decorated the corners of his clothes with gold threads, and the seven precepts of Buddhism. "This time I killed a monk who had a gold thread decorating the placket of his robe. What is a big man doing with such a stinky and beautiful man, do you want to be a little white face?

After I killed these seven people, those fat people in the monk group have begun to fidget and sweat like rain, these people are not stupid, they know that the seven people I killed before were not nitpicking and killing in vain, but in strict accordance with the order of their eight precepts of Buddhism, the last precept of the eight precepts is non-seasonal food, to put it bluntly, it is the precept, so those fat people will naturally feel afraid.

But this time I didn't kill the fat man, because people's fat and thin are related to genetics, and it is not necessarily fat if you eat more, and it is unfair for anyone to kill fat, and I finally killed a sloppy monk with a lot of animal fat on the placket of his clothes......

"The eight precepts of Buddhism, the more you do. Poor farewell. "I put away my sword and sheathed it, and I took my leave. This is the Mahavira Hall, I can kill people in front of the Buddha but I can't soar in front of his statue, killing people is a matter of principle, and vacating is a matter of politeness.

"Amitabha. The white-eyed old man opened his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.

I didn't hesitate to see this, just take a step, and when I left the range of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, I rose up and rushed to the east, the matter of Pilu Temple made me feel unhappy, but it can only be dealt with in this part, really let me kill a group of monks who don't fight back, I really can't be ruthless, the most important thing is that other people have no evil deeds.

After walking for thirty miles, he suddenly found a figure in front of him, and when he looked sideways, it was the white-eyed monk wearing a big red robe.

The appearance of the white-eyed monk made my heart suddenly shocked, this white-eyed monk is using the divine foot can already teleport, this is the immortal method that only our Taoist golden immortals have, this alone is enough to prove that this person's cultivation is above me, if this guy is here to seek revenge, then I will definitely not have good fruit to eat today.

Unlike the old way of playing Dragon and Tiger Mountain before, this time I didn't run away, but went straight up, and fled to see how strong the enemy was, and the enemy's strength was equal to mine, I could escape, and that would save trouble. I can't run away if the enemy is stronger than me, because it's about fame. Besides, the eight people I killed were all transgressors, and I didn't do too much.

"Amitabha, the northwest is troublesome, and real people can't go there in the near future. Before I could speak, the white-eyed old monk was the first to speak. Leave a sentence and disappear immediately.

I stood in the air in astonishment, and the reason why I was stunned was not that I didn't understand what he meant, but that the northwest direction was not good for me, and that I had better not go over it for a while. The reason for my consternation was why he had come to tell me this, that he should hate me if I had killed the monks in his monastery.

After pondering for a long time, I finally came up with the reason, it was a good thing for them to kill the monks in his temple before, because after this incident, the monks in their temple will abide by the rules and precepts more, and in the long run, it will be more conducive to the development and spread of their Buddhism.

After figuring out the reason, I could only shake my head and smile bitterly, I was left alone with all the bad things, I was left alone with the black pot, I was left alone with the villain, and I was left singing alone with my black face.

After smiling bitterly, he turned around and turned back, the reason why he turned back was not to look for the white-eyed old monk, but that I had forgotten that I hadn't dealt with the nun of Pilu Nunnery before.

The thought of dealing with nuns gives me a bit of a headache, what should I do with them?