Nightfall Chapter 90: Extinguish Buddha (Part 1)
Ning Que looked at him quietly, without any fear.
After a long time, the butcher put the knife back on the chopping board, but his hand did not leave the hilt.
He said: "I don't care about you killing people, but I care about eternity, you and anyone in the academy, don't enter Xiling again, otherwise I will kill people too."
Ning Que said: "I have come in, how do you kill me?"
The butcher didn't answer, only the hand holding the knife tightened for two points.
The knife in his hand is the answer. The knife is as heavy as a mountain and sharp as the wind. From the very beginning to the end of human history, it is the most terrifying knife.
Like the green steel sword that Ke Haoran once held upside down.
Ning Que's expression gradually became solemn, and his right hand did not reach behind him to hold the handle of the iron sword.
His iron knife is very powerful, but it is still too far apart from the knife in the butcher's hand.
"I can't beat you, but you can hardly catch up with me."
Ning Que finished speaking, turned around and led the **** horse to leave the butcher shop.
The butcher stood behind the cutting board in the shop, quietly looking at his back, his eyes like a knife.
Ning Que moved one point closer to Taoshan, and his gaze would be sharp. When Ning Que moved away from Taoshan, his gaze would be calm for a minute, like an old knife slowly being sheathed.
Under this gaze, Ning Que walked out of the town.
He looked back and saw that under the blue sky and white clouds, there were several temples among the peaks, and the butcher shop in the small town of Kuxia, could not help being silent, thinking for a long time.
He is not the butcher's opponent, and I don't know anyone in the college can beat him.
The butcher stayed at the foot of Peach Mountain, so Tang Qi could not enter the mountain, nor did the people in the academy.
Ning Que made a special trip here today to see if there is a peaceful solution, but the butcher firmly stated his attitude. Then the academy can only think of other ways.
There is only one person, or can change everything.
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Surrounding the Kingdom of Xiling, there is the Southern Jin Dynasty. A little further south is a big river, and there are many small countries to the east. Passing the Song realm is Song, and passing Qi is Qi. The nations are gathering their arms to prepare for war.
At the end of summer, Ning Que left Xiling Divine Kingdom and did not go to Dahe, but to the East. In Song Qiliang and Chen Zhuguo, priests continued to die, and the momentum of the coalition forces fell sharply.
Just when the Xiling Temple finally reacted and sent a large number of powerful men to try to kill, or at least temporarily trap Ning Que, no one thought. He has quietly arrived at Washan.
The small town in front of Washan Mountain is still like a few years ago. The people still rely on stone-carved Buddhas for their livelihoods. The Yulan Festival is long gone, and the incense of Lanke Temple is not as good as it was before. The countless exquisite stones that fell after the Buddha statue collapsed are enough to be carved for hundreds of years.
In the early morning, a rain fell around Washan. The sea breeze made the top of the mountain cooler than inland, so it was still summer, but it felt like autumn.
"It's like back then."
Ning Que stood in front of the remnant body of the Buddha statue, looking at the mountain road between the green hills, the looming temple behind the forest, and the huge rocks full of mountains and valleys, and said: "It seems that the two words are good, imitating the Buddha statue. , After all, is not true."
The monk watching the sea stood beside him with his hands together and declared the Buddha's name, sighing: "Then what is real?"
Ning Que turned and looked at him. Said: "The Southern Jin Dynasty will be set, Yan State will not care for the time being, the temple can't even win Dahe, do you think Dao Sect can come back? Victory is real."
The sea monk was silent for a moment. Said: "Don't you think it's weird."
Ning Que did not directly answer this question. The cool rain fell on his face, washing away all the expressions, and said, "When I go to Xiling, I will also go to Lanke Temple. ."
The sea monk said: "The academy is destroying the Buddha...We are the disciples of the Buddha."
Ning Que said: "Wrong, the second brother killed the Buddha country, not the Buddha."
The sea monk said: "My Buddha is compassionate. Too many people have died, and you have killed too many people."
Ning Que turned to look at him and said, "It's wrong again. You Buddha has never been merciful. He saves sentient beings and teaches them to learn Buddhism. In the end, all he wants to cultivate is a smaller world of bliss. All he wants is to spend time. Eternal night, even pursuing more, more than eternity, what about the world, has the Buddha ever really cared?"
The sea monk said: "According to what you said, what are we cultivating for decades?
Ning Que said: "The Buddhist scriptures are not all written by Buddhas. Master Qishan taught me to read them. You have also read them. To cultivate Buddha is not a Buddha, but we ourselves."
The sea monk was silent.
Ning Que said again: "You are a Buddha, and I am also a Buddha. Everyone in the world becomes a Buddha. Just as Ye Su said in the Protestant teachings but did not explain, everyone is Haotian, so the world is naturally a Buddha. Kingdom is also the Kingdom of God."
The sea monk sighed with emotion, looked at his pale and thin cheeks, and said: "What about you? Continue to kill the general like this? You can't last too long."
In the ruins of the Buddha statue, there are some wild flowers, and the flowers are yellow, which are very similar to the flower back then.
Ning Que looked at the flower, at the mountain road hidden in the forest, thinking about what Sangsang had said in the temple, and squinted slightly, unable to see whether it was joy or sadness.
He does not hesitate to lose his realm and lifespan, he is running around the world, killing people, but also looking for people, just like the butcher said, he is not as fast as the master and the alcoholic, but he feels that he knows her mind and knows her The past that is most cherished in the world, even if you can’t perceive her specific location now, there is always the possibility of finding her. For example, it is possible that she lives in the monastery of Washan, right?
Unfortunately, she is not there.
He said: "As long as you can last, you will get as long as you can."
The sea monk said: "To prove the way by killing?"
Ning Que shook his head and said, "This kind of argument is too hypocritical and too perverted. Only people like Liansheng can do it. Although I will kill and kill fewer people than Liansheng, I am no better than him. It's not evil, but the idea is still different. I don't know what will happen in this world. I don't have any idea of taking the initiative to destroy the world. I'm just making preparations."
The sea monk sighed: "It seems that you also feel something is wrong."
This is the second time he mentioned it.
The victory of Tang Guohe Academy seems to be built by Ning Que's sprinting and killing people alone, but in fact it is like this. He just used this terrifying method to speed up the whole process.
The Daomen ruled the world for countless years. The Xiling Temple has unimaginable resources. It is reasonable to say that at least the defeat will not appear so quickly. The reason for this is all due to... Ye Su's death.
Because of Ye Su's death, the Protestant religion grew vigorously like weeds after the spring rain, severely shaking the foundation of Dao Sect's rule. Because of Ye Su's death, the Xiling Temple was split, and civil strife was endless.
Everything seems to be an irrational decision by the observer.
But will the viewer make irrational decisions?
No one who is irrational will think so.
Gu Hai Monk would not think so, neither would Ning Que. He had even vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, but he had no choice but to passively respond to the chess pieces-guessing the idea of the subject, no The representative could see through his layout, and Ning Que could only use the simplest response to solve the complicated situation.
The simplest is life and death. The sword is separated by two worlds.
He only hopes that his speed is fast enough, and the world has changed before the judge succeeds. Then, even if the judge succeeds, it will become meaningless.
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Many people want to change the world. Master, Buddha, Ke Haoran, Lian Sheng, they have all made such attempts, or failed, or are still on the way. People like alcoholics and butchers do not want to change the world. This in itself is an influence or change, all premises. These are all powerful people.
Some people may not be as unfathomable as the butcher in terms of realm cultivation or strength, but they can also change the world because he has an unfathomable and powerful will.
In the depths of the Western Wilderness, the dark underground world surrounded by that cliff and prison wall for thousands of years has been completely changed by one person. The wildfires of the Liao Plain illuminate the heaven and earth and the giant peaks of Prajna, and also point the way.
Several years of uprising wars have completely changed the order of the underground Buddhist kingdom. Especially in early summer, the reinforcements of the Royal Court of the Right Account were attacked by a Tang army that quietly exited from Congling, and the heavy grains and grass lost heavily. Since then, no one can change the outcome of this war.
The huge peaks lonely from the bottom of the tiankeng are already full of flames. Many of the yellow temples hidden in the green forest have been swallowed by the flames. There are many more burns in the continuous forests. Scars, road trees do not exist, countless mountain roads are exposed in the field of vision, as if countless threads are trying to stitch something in vain.
At the forefront of the mountain road, Jun Mo held an iron sword in his hand, looking at Qi Nian, who was already seriously injured, without any expression on his face. The clothes he wore in the past were destroyed in the battle, and he did not know where he picked a monk's clothes. His hair is still gray and white, so it is not growing, and the stubble is extremely short, reflecting the light of the distant fire, like a Buddha.
Under a Bodhi tree not far away, Master Huang Yang has already closed his eyes and passed away. As a Chinese, he didn’t know how to deal with himself between the academy and the Buddhist kingdom. In the end, is there an answer, but no one is qualified to say that this is escape, or should be understood as liberation.
Qinian was covered in blood, his robes were broken, and his expression was haggard to the extreme. He pointed to the wildfires in the mountains, pointed to the temples that were gradually turning to ashes, and said: "Killing people and destroying the Buddha is the truth of the academy?"
Jun Mo said: "It is my principle to destroy the Buddha."
Qinian said: "I have heard a saying in the academy that existence is the truth."
Jun Mo said: "Little Junior Brother’s delirium is extremely wrong."
Qinian said slightly: "Mr. Yu is really unable to make sense."
Jun Mo's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "Because I have reason, you can't tell me when you are reasonable."
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(Go for a walk after dinner and write again.)