Taoist chanting

Chapter 921

How could Zhang Wenfeng find the reason why he hadn't seen each other for decades?
Before Mo Ye's ascension, he didn't talk to him about the protection of the soil. He roughly guessed that it might have something to do with Tu Kun's practice of killing in the fourth Jin and fifth years?
The karma in the world, there is no such thing as putting down the butcher's knife, eating vegetarian food and chanting scriptures, and then lightly exposing the past.

You Lao was able to recover to the sixth level of cultivation smoothly. According to You Lao himself afterwards, it was a two-pronged approach of participating in the rescue of thousands of dead souls and absorbing the original orb fragments.

It is said that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, who will the heaven spare?
"Let's talk about your past years, have you ever found the crux of the problem that you can't overcome?"

Zhang Wenfeng hinted with his eyes that his wife should go home first, and it would be inconvenient for women to listen to the old men talking about troublesome matters.

The flame of curiosity in Yun Qiuhe's heart was ignited, and it blazed out. She pretended not to understand what her husband meant, pointed to the nearby passing pavilion, and said, "Go over there and sit down and talk slowly. Don't worry about protecting the soil. What's the matter?" Problems, the Lord will not sit idly by."

She knew she couldn't help, so she lightly pushed it on the temple master first.

Zhang Wenfeng glared, walked towards the pavilion, and cleaned up his wife after returning home.

Tu Kun cupped his hands with a lot of thought, followed into the pavilion, sat down, and said in a deep voice: "I can't figure it out, when old man You traveled with you, the master, he heard that he killed thousands of innocent people. When I practiced the Dao of Killing and went to the Tiangan Continent, I killed no more than [-] hostile monks and monsters with my own hands. Why can’t I kill him while he can? How unfair the law of heaven is.”

Zhang Wenfeng noticed that old man You was hiding around Baizhang.

There is a secret spiritual connection between him and You Lao, within a range of [-] to [-] miles, it cannot be concealed from his investigation.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the old man who liked to listen to the corner, and said: "Aside from these, what else, just say it, don't worry that what you said today will be spread to the outside world."

Tu Kun tapped his forehead, and said: "At the end of the last spiritual energy surge, there were many bloodthirsty guys, and all of them broke through to advance to the sixth level. There were Taoist monks on the winning side, and there were also Wu clan on the losing side. monk.

"Since ancient times, there have been many people who have cultivated the Dao of killing. They killed people like hemp, but it is recorded in the ancient books that they can ascend to the upper realm and enjoy honor. They have hardly accumulated any merit.

"So I don't understand. When I advanced to break through the level, my demons were like blood, and the obstacles were as heavy as mountains. The pills, spiritual fruits, and treasures to suppress the demons I prepared were very comprehensive, but they were backlashed and defeated when I couldn't do what I wanted. My Dao heart is damaged, why is this?"

In one breath, he vented out what he couldn't understand, and Tu Kun suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

After hearing so much, Zhang Wenfeng probably understood the root cause of Tu Dharma protection, and said: "There is a saying in Confucianism that is good, 'If you want people to see you, you are not good; if you want others to see you, you are evil'. Brother Tu, you are too Caring about my previous good and evil."

Nearly a hundred years of chanting scriptures and burning incense has not been implemented, and the knot in the heart has become a catastrophe.

At the critical moment of breaking through the border, a small flaw can be infinitely magnified, let alone such a big mistake?
Standing on a high place, Mo Ye could "see" some directions in advance, so he couldn't take action to resolve it, so he could only hint to the earth guardian to find him to solve it.

Tu Kun was originally a very smart mind, but no one raised his point because he didn't believe in others and only believed in the Lord's stubbornness. When he was reminded, he knew the problem of his mood, so he lowered his brows but turned to his heart again. He was entangled in unanswered questions. Question: "What about those who practice killing?"

Zhang Wenfeng said to Yun Qiuhe, who was watching the excitement, "I will serve you with pen and ink."

"oh oh."

Yun Qiuhe hurriedly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the holding space, put it on the stone table, made some water, and grinded the ink with her delicate hands. She was thinking about how to solve the confusion and troubles of the earth guardian for the temple master.
Zhang Wenfeng dipped his pen in ink, thought for a moment, and wrote on the snow-white paper:
Don't you see,
The liger's prey is famous, but who can pity the poor elk?
The world has always been strong against the weak, even if it is justified, it is in vain.

Junxiu asked,
Men have their own ways.

Men do it, be violent.

Work and benevolence are incompatible.

Don't tremble, man, there are songs for you to listen to:
Killing one is a crime, and killing one is a hero.

If 900 million are slaughtered, you will be the hero among the heroes.

Xiongzhongxiong, the way is different:
See through the thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life a glorious one.

A good name does not love a bad name, and a million people are killed without punishment.

The words on white paper and ink are shocking, but Tu Kun's heart is suddenly brightened. The words on the paper clearly dissect the "killing way".

It is also difficult to cultivate the way of killing. If you are a little careless, your mind will be blinded and you will become a walking corpse of killing.

He has firmly established the "Tao" in his heart, let him prove the Tao by killing, and slaughtered 900 million. He didn't have that ambition, and many people did it.

"Thank you, the viewer, for clarifying the confusion. Tu Kun will be himself in the future, and he will kill as soon as he needs to, and he must avoid both ends."

Tu Kun bowed his hands, the temple master deserved his courtesy.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said, "My brother Xie Laixie is going to do something, please get up quickly."

While speaking, the words written on the stone table that made Yun Qiuhe frowned in horror turned into a raging flame and burned.

"Hey, don't burn it. You don't want to give it to the old man. What a wonderful concept of 'killing heart'."

You Mengchang no longer cared about being invisible, appeared in the pavilion, and instantly extinguished the flames. Unfortunately, the ink characters had been burnt. He raised his hands and used soul skills to carefully put away all the ashes and residual frames. Even if it took some time, he would still Restore the character width to seven seven eight eight.

He likes this calligraphy handwritten by Guanzhu from the bottom of his heart, and it is full of artistic conception. He never expected, unexpectedly, that besides being anxious, righteous, insidious and cunning, Guanzhu also has such a rebellious insight, which made him admire it.

"Old man You, you have gone too far, this painting is mine."

Tu Kun didn't expect the temple master to burn the ink words he hadn't read enough, blocking his way, and he had no time to put out the fire.

You Mengchang ate the meat in his mouth, how could he spit it out, he laughed and said: "You and the temple master are good brothers, just ask him to write another picture for you, this broken thing, if you want to grab it, let's go."

Just walk away and disappear in an instant.

"I... old man You, you are a robber."

Tu Kun was so angry that he cursed, since the viewer burned the scroll face to face, he just didn’t want to leave it in the world, and it was impossible to write another one for him. leave.

"Hey, Master, I'll treat you to tea tomorrow."

"You don't have to be polite. From tomorrow on, protect the earth and I will do homework and recite scriptures in the old Taoist temple. It's quiet here."

The Lord's voice came.

Tu Kun handed over his hand and answered "Yes", his mental troubles were resolved, and the evil karma he had created in the past needed the help of the Lord to help him slowly wear away, just in case, he was very grateful from the bottom of his heart, and the Lord thought of everything Help him think.

Returning to Xiangshou Hall, the maids and servant girls were all smiles, saluted and greeted, they were very busy for a while.

After entering the back palace bedroom, Guanzhu Zhang patted his wife's buttocks a few times as a punishment. After laughing for a while, Yun Qiuhe couldn't wait to take out the white jade box that Senior Sister Bao Yao gave him from his sleeve.

Carefully peel off the seal talisman and open the box cover.

What came into view was a snow-white flower that was entwined like fog and condensed like ice crystals. Its brilliance is restrained and beautiful. Layers of petals reveal different shades of light and color, presenting a flawless feeling.

"What a nice view!"

Yun Qiuhe's eyes lit up, and he said: "Lingwu flower can only condense a layer of petals that look like Lingwu every year. Thousand-year Lingwu flower is also called 'Thousand Wu Linghua'. It is amazing and can improve my health. The water element aptitude, when I take it at the fifth level, I have to retreat for some years to practice and absorb its essence."

She really wanted to break through and advance to the sixth level in the lower realm, so as to reduce the burden on her husband when he crossed the catastrophe.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the strange flower that was in the sealed state. He really had a lot of experience. A flower can grow so complicated and beautiful. The earth protector goes to Shen Yuanzong's seabed together, and there may be a delay of five or sixty years."

Yun Qiuhe was a little worried again and said: "Husband, you don't really want to close Lu Zijin for nearly 90 years, do you? Lu Zijin is just playing around, he didn't mean to..."

"Hugh has to plead for that black guy, I have my own mind."

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(End of this chapter)