"Go away."

"go home."

Song Yiren, who fell from the city wall, stood up in the sand pit and walked towards the light of the sand and dust in the distance.

He fell down with the scabbard, but the soles of his boots rubbed against the city wall several times, and eventually turned into cinnabar that was running on the Lingshan City Wall. His body gradually stabilized, facing the ground, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he stepped on the bricks and tiles hard, jumped out, his cheeks almost flushed with the ground, and his slender waist wrapped in red armor twisted in the air. He finally hit the ground with a scabbard, made a pole-jumping posture, and came to Song Yiren, and inserted the scabbard back to his waist.

Standing in the vast yellow sand, one big and one small, one looking up, looking at the majestic and magnificent book script building in front of you, one huge ancient Sanskrit word after another, floating in the air, turning into a fluorescent fire, and never dispersed.

Song Jinglian's eyes were dazed.

His father, standing in the center of the Shujian Building, between heaven and earth, vaguely echoes every word like a sage.

In Master Shao Yun's "Buddha's Words", it seems that everyone has the opportunity to become a saint. Even if they stand outside the Shujian Building, there is telepathy. Unfortunately, Song Yiren stopped and did not continue to take another step forward. He raised his hand and grabbed a blue shirt flying in the air. The man standing among the yellow sand and Sanskrit in the sky with his hands on his back broke a piece of his clothes and left without looking back.

Jin Yi, who was covered in blood, kept kneeling, and blood on his forehead had spread into a pool of blood on his knees.

Shao Yun suddenly shouted: "Great Guest!"

Song Que stopped slightly, but in fact he was not waiting for Shao Yun's words, but waiting for the two young people behind him to follow him.

After the old man finished reading, he was silent. He kept the gift of lying down and did not have any taboo to be seen by Song Yiren and Zhusha... This is what he owed Song Que, which Lingshan owed Song Que. But at this point, Song Que cut his robe and broke up, leaving Lingshan, and he had no face to speak anymore.

Even though, he really hopes that Song Que can stay.

It is not difficult to guess what the old man's silence means.

This is why there is such a silent retention... because Shao Yun really couldn't speak, and he didn't know where to speak.

"When I was twisting the fire, Lingshan was in the midst of dire straits. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although I do not practice Buddhism, I recognize Buddhist principles. The millions of people in Lingshan should live well, and the hundreds of millions of creatures in the East should have peace."

Qingshan in the yellow sand smiled and said, "The so-called "Shenling Lingshan and maintaining peace" has been considered to be dedicated and loyal for a hundred years."

"You can't stop me from leaving today, from emotion, reason, law, and law."

Song Que said lightly.

"Ascending the throne, the Buddha's son just needs to burn the soul fire at the Yulam Bon node to illuminate the ancient cave of Futu, and the Lingshan Mountain will wait for a hundred years to transform the fortune."

He didn't look back and smiled, "Babys also need to grow up. You can't always have to feed them one by one. Master Shao Yun... is that true?"

The old man sighed.

Put your hands together.

"Will the guest minister come again during the Ullamban Festival?"

Song Que said calmly: "I have cut off my robe. The Guest Mountain has nothing to do with me, and the Lingshan has nothing to do with me. I can't stand Master Shao Yun's words "Great Guest" and I have no interest in the Ullamban Festival of the sect."

He faced the yellow sand that no one could see, and his eyebrows slightly frowned.

Over the years, I have become tired and tired. Today, I am using Jin Yi to leave the sect and I can’t find the things I really care about. The things that I have to keep are kept in the Keqing Mountain, and I won’t take them away if I don’t take them away.

So when Song Que turned around and left at this moment, he didn't hesitate at all.

But... think a little more.

actually.

He still had something he couldn't let go of in Lingshan.

For example, "commitment".

Song Que is a promise that is extremely favorable

The person who said he had to do what he promised was to do. When Fenglaiguan, he had promised Ning Yi to do his best to help him heal Pei Lingsu's soul wound... But today, he will not come again in the Lizong and the Ullamban Festival. Since he wanted to "cut Lishu", he would have to cut it off, but he could not do what he promised Ning Yi.

Song Que's voice was very soft and instructed: "After I leave, the master should treat Ning Yi well and must not let Mr. Ning suffer another grievance in Lingshan."

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "After you leave, I will leave soon... From now on, the entire Light Hall belongs to Ning Yi. I have told him in front of the hall that the light was given to him, and I only want to make a good relationship."

This sentence spreads in the yellow sand.

Jin Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't believe it.

Master Shao Yun actually gave up all the light?

Given to Ning Yi?

The head of the Vinaya Sect, with blood on his face, closed his eyes in pain, and his forehead was filled with blue veins, with a complicated expression.

Song Jinglian, who was standing outside the Shujian Building, was even more stunned. He twisted the horn of the torn clothes and turned around in surprise to look at the direction inside Lingshan. His eyes were locked in Tianqing Pool across the city wall... The bell of the Main Hall was called before, and Ning Yi was summoned. Is this the matter?

Shao Yun wanted to give Ning Yi the most precious light in Lingshan.

This time, Ning Yi got too many luck in entering Lingshan.

"I finally know... the rise of Lingshan is no longer in Lingshan." Song Que smiled mockingly, restrained his smile, and said without emotion: "This piece of light is good, this is what Ning Yi needs. Lingshan will not lose this deal."

Then Song Que finally realized it and captured an important message from Shao Yun's words.

After you leave, I will leave soon...

Shao Yun's "left" is with his own "left".

The meaning is different.

"Have you ever seen 'Zhu Mi' in the North?"

The old man suddenly asked Song Que this question.

The guest guest was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "I've seen it."

"Isn't it? It's ugly?" The old man smiled in silence and pointed at the position of his chest.

There is where the heart of mortals is.

The body of a powerful person breaks away from the mortal fetus and gradually leads to the immortal palace... What is stored there is the heart of Tao.

Sacrifice your own way to preserve the holy mountain and lineage.

Song Que thought for a moment and shook his head, "Everyone has something to care about in this world. In order to protect the holy mountain he cared about, Zhu Mi had to choose to sacrifice, so he lost some things, but he also received another 'compensation'..."

Shao Yun grinned and smiled, "Is that true? The great guest is worthy of being a Bodhisattva who removes obstacles. He sees it more thoroughly and freely than me."

"It's just an outsider." Song Que said: "The master's life is not like he is about to end."

"My master said that I have the will to practice, but I have no will to study."

Shao Yun's eyebrows slowly drooped, and two long white eyebrows floated up with the wind and sand. He murmured softly: "Sitting in the light for a long time, you cannot practice. You can only read the book. After reading the book, the lights burned out... I have a premonition that the day I left is not far away."

Song Que was speechless.

Jin Yi has not moved for a long time and seems to have condensed into a blood-colored stone sculpture.

Song Yiren felt a warm feeling in his palm, lowered his head, looked at Zhusha with a sad expression and clenched his palm, and spoke to him in a very light voice, "Master Shao Yun is a good person, I don't want him to die."

The young man was silent for a while, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

The person who contributes everything to Lingshan is actually not a reckless person like Jin Yi who "spends his head and sheds his blood". He always puts his head under the guillotine, and everything is black and white, and he is always divided into life and death, and will "

Death" The person who keeps his mouth at any time does not really consider the future of Lingshan.

The future of Lingshan is life.

Everyone must live well.

It is precisely because of people like Master Shao Yun who live, endured the humiliation of the Taoist heart and sat in the Hall of Light that Lingshan was able to survive the most difficult moment... And his father Song Que was actually such a person, carrying the incomprehension, contempt, resistance, impeachment, resistance, and resistance of the Zen law schools, and resisting heavy burdens time and time again. A true powerful and cultivator is also a "mind cultivator" who strengthens the Taoist heart.

Cinnabar has lowered the sound.

But in this moment, how can you escape Shao Yun's eyes and ears?

The old man's kind voice sounded softly.

"Little girl... nothing is going to die, everyone will die. This is the ending of everything."

There was a little nostalgic and reluctant in his eyes. Every ancient Sanskrit word in the Bookstore was the "truth of the Great Way" he saw when he sat down. The closer he was to the Tao in the book, the closer he was to the end of life.

Life is like reading a book.

People will die.

When it was dusk, I looked up and read it. It was already dark... and the book in my hand also lost its meaning.

Shao Yun said in a daze: "Death is an easy thing. It is difficult to live and live well."

Jin Yi's body slashed like thunder, and he began to whimper in a low voice.

This sentence was said for him.

The atmosphere at this moment became a little depressed, and every word in the book building was no longer shiny.

The old man asked softly: "Grand Guest, if I leave today, will you still leave?"

Song Que turned around and looked deep into the old man's eyes.

Shao Yun's eyes were filled with guilt, and he slowly folded his hands together, his sleeves swayed, and there were traces of feathering.

This is to force him to stay.

Song Que's eyes were a little moved. If he were really a heartless person, he would not have been able to stay in Lingshan at the beginning and stay for so long.

"Why is this?"
To be continued...