Settling sun, thatched huts, old trees.

The sky is getting gray.

Under the old tree, an old monk sat opposite a young man in white.

The meditation of the wooden fish, the sound of "du" and "du" seems to hit the heart of a person, making the heart clear.

Lu Qingping and the other three had a serious expression, and they slowly walked towards this place from a distance.

In their eyes, a monk and a young man under the old tree in the thatched hut seemed to be alone in a strange realm.

"Can it be the Pure Land of the Abbot in the Buddhist legend?"

There is an abbot in Taoism, and there is also an abbot in Buddhism. The same noun and different meanings are.

But the abbot of Buddhism usually refers to the head of a Buddhist temple. Although the place where they live is only the size of abbot, it contains a hundred thousand merit forests, which means mustard seeds are square inch and Sumeru Heaven and Earth.

The realm where the old monk and Lin Wanyang were located in front of him was like a small world, isolating them from the outside world.

The three of them could still see them sitting upright under the tree, but they could not feel the existence of them.

Lu Qingping and the other two finally approached the tree.

When Song Weiyu saw the eldest brother's appearance, she had a hint of maturity and elegance than when she went down the mountain. At this moment, her face was calm, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be sitting cross-legged in front of the old monk, breathing evenly.

The woman was worried that at this moment, she completely let go and couldn't help crying with joy.

It’s fine if the eldest brother is fine.

Just when Song Weiyu couldn't help but reach out and opened her mouth, ready to call on this man who had been waiting for more than two years.

A calm and old voice slowly came into the ears of the three of them: "Don't move arbitrarily."

Look in the sound.

It was the old monk in gray sitting cross-legged opposite Lin Wanyang.

Song Weiyu had a lot of apology and gratitude on his face, and he bowed and said, "Song Weiyu, Wudang Mountain, thank you for saving my senior brother's life. I haven't asked for the name of the master yet."

The old monk still closed his eyes, knocking on the wooden fish without any rushing or slowing down, and his mouth was not moving, but a sound came out:

"I'm so sad and mysterious, donor is so polite."

"So it's Ku Xuan Da..." Song Weiyu was about to thank him again.

Suddenly, my heart flashed. When did my master say this name? It was a master from the Vajra Temple, a Buddhist holy land?

But she was not sure for a while, so she put down her thoughts first, looked at Lin Wanyang with concern, and then asked: "I wonder what my senior brother is doing now?"

Just as Song Weiyu cared about Lin Wanyang.

Lu Qingping was also secretly looking at the middle-aged man in yellow not far away and the old monk Kuxuan in front of him.

Just now, the middle-aged man in yellow showed a little aura, which made the surrounding plants and trees have a chance to be defeated. This level of cultivation is probably no longer something that ordinary martial arts people can do, and it is very likely...

It transcends the realm of "supernatural powers and Dharma appearances" by the great master of martial arts.

At this stage, you can control the energy of all things in the world and mediate the five elements, only between your fingers.

And if this old monk Ku Xuan met this middle-aged man in yellow, he probably had the same good cultivation.

Just as Lu Qingping was thinking about these things secretly.

Regarding Song Weiyu’s problem.

The old monk's voice was calm and heavy, and he said slowly:

"Donor Lin used the magic technique to entangle the demon, and his demon roots were deeply rooted in his heart. Now his trauma after the war that day had healed, but his consciousness had long been gone, and he became a demon with only blood-red killing spirit, and his body could not control himself."

Although I had heard the cause and effect of being possessed by the devil in the middle-aged man in yellow, and now I heard the old monk's confirmation again, the brother and brother still trembled in his heart.

But Lu Qingping asked at this moment: "Then I don't know that Master is now..."

Lu Qingping suddenly spoke, leaving the old monk slightly silent for a moment.

"Who is this donor?"

Then he asked suddenly.

Lu Qingping talked about her friendship with the siblings in Wudangshan.

When the old monk heard this, he was silent for a moment again, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he slowly said: "Because Mr. Lin took the initiative to become a demon, it was very difficult for the old monk. After seeing his cruel and easy-to-kill state after becoming a demon, the old monk had no choice but to use the magical power of subduing demons to pull him and the old monk's consciousness into the Pure Land Buddha Land."

"In the Pure Land Buddha Land, there is a solemn and holy voice that cleanses his mind and hopes to awaken his original consciousness."

"The Buddha said that worldly practice is just to conquer his heart. If the donor in the forest can subdue the devil's thoughts this time, it is another kind of practice for him."

The three of them thought at the same time.

The theory of Buddha and demon has been widely circulated on the land of Jambudvipa.

There are Buddhist legends such as "the Buddha and demons in one thought", "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground", "the devil destroys the Buddha and achieve enlightenment", "the devil's calamity of the end of the Dharma" and other Buddhist legends.

Buddhism is indeed the sect that knows the most about demons.

Although Lin Wanyang was possessed by the devil, judging from the current meaning, it seems that with the help of the old monk, there is no opportunity to recover.

And the two of them were motionless under the tree, and the old monk was helping Lin Wanyang to subdue the devil's thoughts.

"Thank you for your compassion, Master!" Song Weiyu was extremely grateful and bowed again.

After a moment, she hesitated and said, "I don't know when my senior brother will come back?"

Ku Xuan said: "Since the day when I saved Donor Lin, I have been sitting with him for 60 days. Everything depends on Donor Lin himself."

"Subduing his heart and suddenly transcends the Buddha's land. Sometimes it takes only one thought to put down the butcher's knife, and sometimes it takes a long time..."

Song Weiyu was in a daze, which means that no one knew when Lin Wanyang could come out of the devil's state.

After thinking about it, her gentle face rose and firm, and she said, "Then I will be here to accompany him."

She made a decision in an instant, just as she turned around and was about to say something to Lu Qingping and her junior brother.

Suddenly.

The calm and gentle voice of the old monk came, which changed her expression.

"The Pure Land is not stained with dust. The few donors stay here will not benefit the donors of the forest. Instead, it will disturb the pure state of this place, resulting in some unnecessary changes..."

"This..." Song Weiyu was still in trouble.

She looked at Lin Wanyang in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Staying here will disturb Lin Wanyang.

But after finally finding it, how could she be willing to leave again?

At this moment, the voice of the middle-aged man from afar came, saying, "It is because you bring you a lot of relationship with him, but if you really do it for his own good, don't stay here for a long time, and let him conquer the demons here. This is the main thing."

"If you disturb him and there is a change, even the old monk will have no choice."

Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Song Weiyu's expression changed slightly.

Jiang Xiaodong glanced at his senior brother, then turned to persuade him warmly: "Senior sister, since you know that your senior brother is fine, you can come and see him every day until he breaks free from the devil's thoughts. We go back to Wudang Mountain together, and don't wait here, but wait somewhere else."

Song Weiyu was not the one who couldn't listen to the words. After hearing this, she smiled bitterly and said, "Yes."

In the end, she was reluctant to leave here for a while.

When it was getting darker, the three of them left.

Lu Qingping didn't say much along the way, but he always felt something was wrong with the old monk and the middle-aged man.

He couldn't tell what was wrong.

Moreover, the terrifying cultivation of both of them made him feel strange even if he had something strange in his heart, he could only hold his heart in his heart, preparing to return to Junzhou City with his siblings first, and then analyze his doubts carefully.

…………

Just after the three of them left.

It was already dark.

Under the old tree in the hut.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes. These eyes were turbid and vicissitudes. He stared at the young man in front of him and spoke.

"Donor Lin, I have seen someone from your master. One of the last two obsessions should be let go..."

The old monk's tone was a bit merciful, and seemed to be a Buddha who was transcending the world to tell the most exquisite great Dharma in the world, teaching people to let go of worldly suffering and reach the other shore.

Just as the old monk finished his sentence.

Lin Wanyang, who was under the tree, suddenly moved his fingers slightly and struggled a little. However, his bun began to scatter at this moment, sliding down his black hair like a waterfall, and began to fall off...

Three thousand are like waterfall black silk, slowly leaving, floating under the tree, representing the little bit of obsession disappearing.

The old monk Kuxuan smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and stared at the young man in front of him: "Born in the dragon-raising place where the Buddha's and Taoist qi has been reunited, he studied Taoism for twenty years, and then became a demon. After the Taoist demon, he should finally convert to my Buddha. Wudang Mountain has cultivated a good Buddhist son for the Buddhist school."

Although Lin Wanyang's life was short, he experienced great ups and downs, first entering the Tao and then becoming a demon. What a rare disaster.

In Buddhism, practice means constantly passing through tribulations. Only by going through many tribulations can you achieve the right result.
To be continued...