Chapter 911: Jianghu Night Rain Ten Years of Lights
"Troubles are gone, and the world of mortals is far away."
The voice was low and gentle, lingering in the dilapidated main hall. It seemed to be far away amidst the sounds of rain and dripping, and the air was quiet and quiet.
Mu Yunle was completely stunned, and felt some impact washing his soul, just like when he accompanied his mother to a Buddhist temple to fulfill her vows when he was young. He stayed there for one night, laughing and making trouble, causing a commotion in the courtyard, and suddenly heard In the sound of evening drums and morning bells, "Dang, Dang, Dang", the dust seems to have been washed away from the soul, becoming ethereal and clear, with great peace and purity. Since then, I have become much quieter.
She had heard the motto "When troubles are over and the mortal world is far away", she had heard it many times, but she had never felt it like this today. Thinking about it carefully, when other monks recited this sentence, they were often ordaining others. The disheartened secular man who has seen through the mortal world is tonsured. The green smoke curls up, covering his face. Most of it is warning and expectation. There is some solemnity and solemnity, but it lacks the grey-robed monk Zhending who just passed through all the tribulations. The feeling of the Buddha is missing the true meaning of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha.
All the loneliness, all the sorrow, all the hope are buried in this sentence.
Troubles are gone and the world of mortals is far away.
After a while, Mu Yunle came back to his senses and realized that he had forgotten to alert the outside of the temple. He quietly stuck out his tongue and laughed at himself: "Master always said that I am too young, not tempered enough, and my mind is still immature. Feelings are superficial. Although they are very suitable for the poetic and picturesque swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School, after all, they lack a bit of sediment. It is easy to unite nature and man, but it is really difficult to return to nature like our predecessors. Now it seems that it is not unreasonable..."
She frankly admitted that her xinxing was insufficient, and she almost forgot about important things because she was overwhelmed by the situation.
"Master, have you heard this song? Do you know Zhenhui Divine Monk? Your Dharma name is Zhending. Could it be that you are a senior monk of the Zhenzi generation in Shaolin?" Mu Yunle took advantage of the opportunity of his mind to calm down due to emotion, and his spirit Spreading outward, connecting with the heaven and earth, sensing various movements, while expressing the doubts that had not had time to arise just now.
Then she saw the gray-robed monk Zhending tapping the wooden fish. Without opening his eyes or turning his head, he whispered back: "I'm lucky to have heard it."
I heard it more than 20 years ago...the "last life" that I rarely recall anymore...
The hall suddenly became quiet, and the pure atmosphere revealed a bit of thoughtlessness after exhaustion. Outside the temple, the rain was gusty and the wind was blowing, and the lotus leaves were ticking.
Mu Yunle Zhiqu looked away and stopped disturbing the gray-robed monk.
At this time, Wang Tong sent a message: "Miss Yunle, why do you feel so strange? Are you always asking about this monk?"
"Don't you think that Master Zhending is the kind of monk who has a lot of stories behind him? There must be a story that is so heart-wrenching and makes people cry..." Mu Yunle's eyes were dark and quite smart, no need to When she wielded the sword, she still retained the coquettish and angry attitude of a young girl.
At this point, she suddenly laughed at herself: "Oh, leave me alone, we people from the Huanhua Sword Sect are so inexplicable!"
"I know, I know. We are all in Huanzhou, how could we not know about the poetry and swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword Sect?" Wang Tong hurriedly defended.
The girl in front of me is proud and restrained, confident and calm. She likes to be praised by others. When she uses the sword, her whole body seems to be shining. She is chivalrous and chic, making people unable to take their eyes away. But on weekdays, she is happy or angry, and her innocence remains, with a frown. Every smile is beautiful... He narrowed his gaze, fearing that the other party would see the unconcealable admiration in his eyes.
Mu Yunle didn't look at him at all. He supported his chin with one hand and his elbow with the other. While guarding against the dark night of Guling, he looked at the blossoming lotus flowers bathing in the rain, with fresh petals.
The sound of the wooden fish was making a sound, which was particularly reassuring. After an unknown period of time, Liang Jiuzhou spat out another mouthful of ink blood, and his pale face became a little more rosy.
"Senior Liang, your injury has improved greatly?" Mu Yun said happily. She felt that Liang Jiuzhou's aura was much more powerful.
Liang Jiuzhou took a breath and said, "I should be able to recover my three powers by dawn, which is enough to take you all away."
Before Mu Yunle and Wang Tong had time to speak, Liang Jiuzhou turned his head and looked outside the temple. He saw rain pouring down and mist filling the air. The night was so dark that he could not see the distance. He frowned and said, "I plan to take advantage of the situation after healing." Travel in a hurry at night to get rid of tracking... Heavy rain and darkness are exactly the environment where powerful monsters like to hang out. If they are encountered continuously, it is no less than being attacked on location. "
The matter is urgent and the enemy is behind us. If it were not for environmental restrictions, we would not be able to take shelter from the rain and heal our wounds.
"Senior Liang, the heavy rain in the dark night and the lonely monster are a threat to us, as well as to the enemies who are following us. Don't worry too much." Wang Tong said with relief.
Mu Yunle pondered for a moment and said, "Senior, do you know which enemies you are tracking?"
Previously, Liang Jiuzhou only said that the pursuers were powerful and discouraged the two of them from helping, without specifying which ones they were.
Liang Jiuzhou sighed and said: "I don't know the others, I only know two of them. One is the descendant of the contemporary Bodhisattva of Joy, Ying Ning, the Bodhisattva of Purifying Desire. Although she has not crossed the first level of the ladder, she is not as good as How different is the fourth level of heaven? One is the maid of the previous generation's "Great Luo Demon Girl" Gu Xiaosang. Today's "Brocade Weaving Sanren" Shao Changge is as good as Ying Ning and is highly regarded by the contemporary Luo Jiao saints. "
"Ying Ning, the contemporary descendant of the Bodhisattva Huanxi... Shao Changge, the Brocade Sanren..." Wang Tong took a breath, these are all well-known figures in the Evil Zuo Dao today!
Mu Yunle calmed down and said solemnly: "Are the nine evil paths mixed together again?"
"That's right." Liang Jiuzhou sensed the surroundings, with uneasiness hidden in his expression.
Knock, knock, knock, they waited for the rain to stop, guarding against the enemy. Unknowingly, it was already dawn, the clouds had cleared and the rain had dispersed, and the night was peaceful.
Liang Jiuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting through the most dangerous moment, and hurriedly stood up and bowed to the gray-robed monk Meng Qi: "Master, we are leaving, thank you for taking me in."
Meng Qi returned the bow without saying a word.
Liang Jiuzhou released a strong wind, swept up Mu Yunle and Wang Tong, and fled out along the ground.
When leaving, Mu Yunle couldn't help but look back, only to see the gray-robed monk still with the green lamp and the ancient Buddha, the wooden fish was monotonous, he sat there, it seemed that his soul was deeply hidden, his heart was dead, and only a body was left.
They arrived at the nearest Northern Zhou city safely.
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Outside the lonely mountain, Yingning, who was becoming more and more beautiful and innocent, looked at Shao Changge who was deliberately imitating Gu Xiaosang, frowned and said, "They actually escaped. Will they still hide in this mountain?"
"We searched this mountain inch by inch last night, searched it three times, and fought with monsters five times. Where is their trace? It seems that we were deceived by clues." Shao Changge said lightly.
Yingning snorted: "When did Liang Jiuzhou have this ability? Even if it was his sworn brother Gu Changqing, he couldn't hide it from me!"
"Don't allow others to have adventures?" Shao Changge looked into the distance, "Let's go back."
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In the border city of Northern Zhou, Liang Jiuzhou went to find the person in charge of Huamei Mountain Villa. Mu Yunle listened to Hu Le and walked on the street, accompanied by Wang Tong.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she saw an acquaintance: "Miss Yuan, you are also in Northern Zhou?"
Not far away was a woman with bold and colorful clothes. Unlike the people of Northern Zhou and Dajin, she had a beautiful face and a mature look in her eyebrows and eyes.
The female hero that Mu Yunle recognized was called Yuan Yang, a native of the Southern Wilderness. She took advantage of the shrinking of the Blood Robe Sect to help many tribes get rid of their original predicaments. She has always been admired. Now that the Blood Robe Sect is ready to move again, she has to retreat to the Central Plains to protect herself first.
Because the Huanhua Sword Sect is close to the Southern Wilderness, she has met Yuan Yang several times and admires her very much, especially when there is nothing good to inherit, she is almost over the first level of the ladder!
Yuan Yang smiled and said, "You little guy, wandered to the grassland?"
Little guy... Mu Yunle thought of the past and quickly changed the subject: "Miss Yuan, are you traveling?"
Yuan Yang's smile faded: "Yes, I am also looking for someone."
She suddenly looked dazed and seemed to be talking to herself: "Many people say that he is dead, but I believe he must be alive, because he has no reason to go to the world."