Chapter 1948: How to kill evil

"I should be going."

Su Nan bid farewell to the monk, just like the day he met, it was also a good day with light clouds and breeze.

The chanting stopped.

The monk opened his eyes and looked at Su Nan. After a while, his hands clasped his hands and bowed: "Walking this way, thank the donor for sending me."

"It's okay, just on the way."

Su Nan doesn't know where she should go. Maybe she will live alone in a certain place for decades, or find a city to live. She spends most of the time like this.

It may be that everything that can be done has been done, and then I don’t know what to do.

"I don't know the name of the donor for so long."

"Su Nan, what is your monk's name?"

"Fazang."

Said that she was leaving, Su Nan didn't rush to go. At least she wanted to send the monk to a safer place. In this wild forest, she might be eaten by the monster after she walked on the front foot.

A few days later, I came to a Gobi wasteland.

The land was covered with brown soil and rocks, and the dead vegetation shook in the wind and sand, like tombstones everywhere, and even the sky was gloomy, glowing with a weird yellow color, and very desolate.

"Have you remembered the things I taught you?" Su Nan had put on the hat and asked the monk beside him.

"Take it down." The monk nodded.

Avoid walking under the scorching sun. At night, stand the stick in a bowl to collect dew. According to plants, you can determine whether there is water in the ground...

The monk didn't know whether these things were useful, but he still remembered them one by one.

Su Nan thought for a while, took out a pendant-like spar from his pocket and handed it over: "I'm here for you."

This was picked up by her on the road, and some things were engraved in it, protecting the monk to arrive safely.

The monk stayed a little longer, but he was indeed a good monk and should not encounter misfortunes on the way.

"Then thank the donor." The monk was silent for a moment, and took it with both hands.

Su Nan turned and prepared to leave. As for where to go after leaving, she didn't know.

The monk stopped her: "When the little monk arrives in the West, if he can ask about the Dharma, he will definitely help the donor and ask what is the answer to this killing."

Su Nan just smiled and waved to him: "Then I am waiting for your answer."

The monk silently watched the man disappear into the wind and sand in the sky, and looked back into the distance, the Gobi wilderness has no end.

"Goodness."

The monk put his hands together and spoke softly, and walked forward, just like the day when he decided to go to the west to ask about the Buddha's heart.

There is a long way to go, the mountains are high and the water is dangerous, and I have never regretted.

After a long time passed, it may be hundreds or thousands of years. Su Nan finally remembered that there was another thing. A monk said he wanted to help her find a way to get rid of evil, so she went. The Western Regions.

As a holy place in Buddhism, Mount Xumi is visited by countless monks and pilgrims from various places every day.

This day, a woman in white wearing a hat came here.

Houshan, as a place for clean cultivation of Mount Xumi, has always been closed to outsiders. A famous old monk stood in front of the Buddha statue and chanted scriptures in low voices. He would do this every day.

The old monk is the contemporary Buddha of Mount Xumi. Someone asked him why he was like this. The old monk just smiled and said that this was an agreement between him and an old man.

"Monk, let me ask you a question. The Buddha said to put down the butcher knife, but what's the answer to this murder?"

The chanting stopped, the closed eyes of the old monk opened and he turned his head.

A white-clothed woman wearing a hat stood there, holding a black sword in her hand, and the breeze came slowly, blowing a corner of the hat veil, revealing her beautiful face, just like when she first saw it.

The old monk stayed for a while, smiled, and shook his head gently: "Little monk, I still don't understand."

The monk of that year finally came to Mount Xumi after a long time. It was indeed a Buddhist holy land as he had heard.

He had asked many people and read many scriptures, but he never found the answer to that question, just as he didn't know why his Buddha heart moved when Su Nan asked him about longevity.

After that, Su Nan temporarily stayed at Mount Xumi.

After all, she was a person who had nowhere to go, so staying here to study Dharma seems to be a good choice.

Su Nan stayed here for some time, and when the next Buddha took office, he left Mount Xumi alone, just as he did when he came.

...

Mount Xume.

Wutian walked in front, followed by dozens of little novices, chatting full of energy.

The back mountain belongs to the land of Qingxiu. If it used to be, it would naturally not make people noisy. The young novice monks who first entered Buddhism did not have the qualifications to come here, but now it is different from the past.

Since Buddha Lord Shikong left and Wu Tian took over the position of Mount Xumi, many things have changed.

Some people think it is suitable, some people think it is wrong. In short, there are all kinds of opinions, but Wutian still implements his own plan. The merits and demerits are often only judged by history.

"This is the Buddha of Xuan Deng. He made a great aspiration to teach the world 500,000 years ago. He spent his entire life on the road of spreading knowledge. There are human races, there are demons, half orcs, and elemental lives... nowadays. There are countless races worshiping him."

"If God and Buddha, about a million years ago, ancient ruins were born, and some kind of evil substance passed down from ancient times spread. She led nearly half of the peak powers of Tianlan Continent at that time to sacrifice herself to remove the evil substance. Exiled to the outside of the world again."

"The Buddha of Ten Thousand Medicines, the exact years of existence are no longer known. It is said that nearly half of the medicines were discovered by him. At that time, the Tianlan Continent had an epidemic, and all races were not spared. Most of the creatures were extinct, and they were finally found at the cost of burning themselves. Solution."

"Buddha Lord Shikong...This is my senior, so I won't say more."

Wutian introduced the Buddha statues, and the little novices were laughing and playing around. Maybe they still didn't understand these things, and some were thoughtful, they should be thinking about certain things.

"Wow, it's been many years ago, the Buddha knows a lot!"

"I think one year is very long, how long is a million years?"

"I don't know, it should be a long, long time."

"Buddha Buddha, it seems that the predecessors mentioned earlier have done something worth remembering."

Wutian quietly looked at the Buddha statue, and pressed the head of the little novice monk after a long time: "Some things always need someone to do, and someone needs to take the lead. According to the boss once said, it should be'the better the ability The greater the greater the responsibility,' this is the reason why the Buddha exists in the world."

"Oh." The little novice monk seemed to understand.

There are many Buddha statues in the back mountain, which are basically famous figures in the Buddhist dynasties. Of course, in addition to this, some special people will also appear here. Mount Xumi is never closed and exclusive.

"Who is this Buddha, Wutian Buddha?"

Wutian followed the gaze of the young novice who asked the question: "That is the Lord Fa Zang, a Buddha Lord 300,000 years ago."