I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Monk Huiming was really caught without a fight, and everyone looked at him strangely.

"Dare to ask little master, you can't even protect yourself right now, if Chen wants to kill another person, how will you treat him?"

When Chen Jiezhi came behind Huiming, he pressed his palm against the opponent's back, and would vomit his palm force at any time, not giving the opponent another chance to show his Buddhist supernatural powers.

"The poor monk has nothing to do, but he must try his best."

Huiming clasped his palms together: "The poor monk believes that everyone in the world has kind thoughts, but it may be forced by the situation, so the kindness does not show. If the external environment does not force people to be helpless, everyone should not be hostile to each other."

Chen Jiezhi said slowly: "But now even your life, little master, is in Chen's hands. If Chen does it, you can't even save yourself.

The little master really wants to save people, so he might as well get away by himself, put down the words, if Chen dares to kill, you will take revenge and kill Chen's nephew.

In this way, Chen may be jealous instead, and the lives of these Tang soldiers and yourself must be preserved. "

"What the benefactor said is a way." The young monk said, "But this way, the poor monk really can't do it."

Chen Jiezhi waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to take away the prisoners of the Tang army:

"Little master, do you know that these people can survive as long as they put down their weapons and surrender?"

Huiming shouted at the Buddha: "The poor monk does not know, but the donor has the virtue of loving life. This is a blessing for all living beings."

"The one who has the virtue of living is the Lord of Chang'an." Chen Jiezhi said, "I'm just following His Majesty's example."

Monk Huiming said, "That's really wonderful..."

But his speech was interrupted by Chen Jiezhi again: "However, Chen just said something, but he never lied in the slightest. If we had fallen under the sword of Dongtang, none of us would have survived!"

Monk Huiming's expression was a bit heavy: "If the poor monk has the chance, he will save people from the sword of Dongtang."

"Whether you have a chance or not is hard to say." Chen Jiezhi personally escorted him back to Chang'an: "It's up to my Majesty to decide."

Monk Huiming was sent all the way back to Chang'an.

After Zhang Dongyun understood the whole story, he couldn't help smiling.

Mr. Wu Yun, who he projected, told Chen Jiezhi to return to Hexi County to continue to expand the territory, and then took the little monk to Daming Palace.

At the same time, he also called Shen Herong.

The girl turned into a young scholar, dressed in white, sitting under Zhang Dongyun.

Mr. Wu Yun took the little monk Huiming to the main hall and put him down.

Huiming adjusted his clothes, looked at Zhang Dongyun, who was shrouded in the light above, and folded his palms together: "Poor monk Huiming, I have seen the city lord."

Zhang Dongyun sat on top, but did not speak.

The white-clothed scholar on the side laughed lightly: "I heard that the little master imitated the Buddha and cut meat to feed the eagle?"

Huiming said: "The poor monk has been taught by his master since childhood, and Buddhist disciples should be merciful."

"Compassion?" The white-clothed scholar smiled, "It's nothing more than the domination of power."

Huiming clasped his palms together: "The benefactor's words are serious. The Buddha just couldn't bear the death of living beings, so he gave up himself."

"It is indeed much better to let go of yourself than to let go of others." The white-clothed scholar said indifferently: "But it still does not change the essence of power and domination."

He looked at the young monk calmly: "The eagle wants to eat the meat of the pigeon. Why does it want to eat the meat of the Buddha? The Buddha certainly offered his own meat, but that was based on the fact that he took away the eagle's right to choose."

The scholar said with a smile: "Yes, the eagle still has one choice, which is not to eat the Buddha's meat, and then starve to death."

Huiming frowned: "What the benefactor said is the theory of the survival of the fittest in nature? The Buddha cut the meat to feed the eagles, but he hoped that both birds would survive, and that both lives would be preserved."

"It is the Buddha who decides the survival of the fittest."

The scholar replied casually: "He can choose to eliminate only one, or he can choose to eliminate both, but he finally chose not to eliminate both."

Huiming frowned more and more.

The scholar kept his tone relaxed: "In this story, of course I can see the compassion of the Buddha, but I can also see that all beings are not equal.

The Buddha can decide his own life and death,

It can decide the life and death of the dove, it can decide the life and death of the eagle.

As for the eagle, he can only choose to resist the Buddha and die, or live in obedience to the Buddha. "

Hearing this, Huiming's expression became more relaxed: "All living beings are always equal, but most people are confused by practice and find it difficult to see their minds and nature. The Buddha is just a step ahead, and all living beings can become Buddhas after practicing."

"Is that so?" the scholar asked, "It seems that the eagle eats the dove because the eagle has practiced more than the dove and is closer to the Buddha."

"The karma of killing is bad karma. I can't understand it. In the next life, an eagle will turn into a dove, and a dove will turn into a hawk. It's still unknown." Huiming said.

The scholar smiled: "So, the eagle in this life is the dove in the previous life, and the dove in this life is the eagle in the previous life."

Huiming clasped his palms together: "Winds and grievances are repaid, and reincarnation continues. It is with great compassion that the Buddha sacrificed himself to save each other and cut off the sins."

"Well said, so the Buddha is not in charge of their life and death, nor is he saving them, but awakening them?"

The scholar applauded lightly: "If the eagle refuses to eat the Buddha's flesh and dies, it is because of its own obsession, so it cannot be counted as the Buddha's killing karma, right?"

"Of course..." Huiming hesitated halfway through his words.

Above Zhang Dongyun suddenly tapped on the armrest of the seat: "That's it."

The white-clothed scholar smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Little monk Huiming turned his gaze upwards.

"The person you want to save will not die, but you hinder me from doing things in Chang'an." Zhang Dongyun imitated the voice of the evil emperor.

The little monk clasped his palms together and bowed eleven times: "Your junior is reckless, intervening without knowing the truth, you are ashamed of your seniors.

The seniors have the virtue of being good at life, and they don't commit many crimes, and the younger generation admires it unceasingly.

To express my apologies, if the seniors ask me to do something, the juniors will do their best to do whatever they can.

However, please forgive my predecessors for their offenses. After all, war is not a blessing for the people. If a truce can be negotiated through peace, it will really benefit the common people. Seniors, please think twice. "

Zhang Dongyun was not angry when he heard the words, he just said lightly: "Under my rule, the people of Li are happier than under any other rule."

Huiming opened his mouth, and when something came to his lips, he choked it up again.

The white-clothed scholar at the side spoke again: "Facts speak louder than words. Little master might as well walk around Chang'an, and then under the rule of Dongtang, everything will be self-evident."

"The benefactor is right."

Monk Huiming nodded: "The poor monk originally planned to visit Xinyuan County in the north of Dongtang.

I met some folks who had fled there before, saying that there was a phantom dragon making trouble there, and the local people had to leave their homes.

The poor monk planned to go there to help the people expel Huan Tianlong. "

He didn't mean what he said, but the other two people in the hall listened with intention.

"Phantom Sky Dragon? It's rare."

Zhang Dongyun's tone seemed casual: "I will not hold you accountable for bringing this illusory dragon back to Chang'an, Hexi County."

Monk Huiming was a little surprised when he heard the words, but he immediately agreed: "As long as the poor monk can capture this monster, he will definitely bring it back for senior."

He doesn't lie to others, and Chang'an doesn't send anyone to watch him, so if he leaves right now, he will definitely bring that magic dragon back.

If you don't catch it, you will come back and give an explanation.

"Leave later, someone will accompany you." Zhang Dongyun said.

Monk Huiming thought he was spying on him, but he didn't mind: "The poor monk understands, so I will follow the senior arrangement."

The young monk left the hall.

The white-clothed scholar in the hall turned back into the appearance of a ten-year-old girl.

"Why bully children?" Zhang Dongyun said indifferently.

"He's too young. How could he be so easily shaken by an old bald head? Little sister didn't bother him much."

Shen Herong smiled: "However, it is not easy to have the seventh realm of Buddhism at a young age. Buddhism is true about epiphany, but the more so, the more it shows that this young monk is talented."

Little monk Huiming, who is only sixteen years old this year, has reached the seventh realm of Buddhism, the Sumeru realm.

Even with Shen Herong's vision, the other party can be considered a genius in Buddhist practice.

Zhang Dongyun didn't comment too much on Monk Huiming, he just looked at Shen Herong and said, "You are indeed more playful than before."

"I made big brother laugh."

After Shen Herong smiled, his expression became serious: "Although Yechuan County and Xinyuan County are far apart, it should be Brother Eleven."

"Ape Dragon King" Ao Kong is exactly the two monster bloods of the Mountain-Moving Demon Ape and Huan Tianlong at the same time.

Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly.

He was puzzled.

Are you going to be slapped in the face?

When chatting with Shen Herong before, both of them judged that as long as there were no major accidents, Ao Kong, who was in an unhealthy state, could only become a mountain-moving demon ape, and could not become a magic dragon.

Is it really a big accident?

Zhang Dongyun was very curious.

What is the change out of the situation?

"Little sister, together with the little monk, go to Xinyuan County to have a look." Shen Herong's childish face was full of seriousness.

"Then I'll leave it to the twelfth sister." Zhang Dongyun nodded.

"Although my younger sister has recently broken through to the eighth realm, there may be new changes on Eleventh Brother's side, so I have to guard against it."

Shen Herong said: "The little girl with blue sky eyes still carries it. If there is a situation, I may need my elder brother to point it out at that time."

"Don't worry." Zhang Dongyun said.

Shen Herong took the identity of Ming Yixue, the maid of the Daming Palace, and went on the road with the young monk Huiming.

At the beginning, Huiming thought that Chang'an City sent people to monitor him to prevent him from escaping secretly.

But looking at Ming Yixue, who looked a few years younger than himself, he was a little uncertain about the intentions of the Chang'an City Lord.

With a simple nature, he can't help but reflect on his previous use of a villain's heart to judge a gentleman's belly.

Huiming noticed the girl in front of him and quietly looked at the top of his head.

Noticing Huiming's gaze, the girl quickly lowered her head.

Huiming smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

The girl hesitated a little and said in a crisp voice: "Brother, your hair..."

Huiming suddenly said: "Yes, there are not many Buddhist disciples here, no wonder you are curious, the poor monk is a monk, after being shaved, he will naturally lose his hair."

The girl regained her composure, and nodded like a little adult: "I see."

Huiming couldn't help smiling when he saw this, and took the girl out of the city together.

The girl straightened her hat.

Hidden in the hat is a sky-blue orb.