I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

Chapter 333 Law Enforcement

Looking at Abbot Xuanci, Su Cheng's calm state of mind inevitably felt a little bit emotional at this moment.

It's not because of anything else, but because the abbot Xuanci in front of him is already very old.

Although he has already reached the realm of a master, his own state of mind is already old.

For grand masters, age is not a big issue. Grand masters can live to be three hundred years old at most, but ordinary grand masters often die at the age of one or two hundred.

If you say why, it is because your "heart" is old.

When you feel old, you are really old.

Like the Changshengzi, even if he has spent a thousand years in the world of heart calamity, he can guarantee the original heart and Taoist heart, how many people can there be in the world?

Abbot Xuanci has experienced too much!

And although he had experienced a lot, he didn't really see through it.

Although it has reached the level of looking at mountains and not mountains, and seeing water and not water, it has not reached the point of "looking at mountains or mountains, and looking at water or water".

So even if he is a master master, it is still unavoidable that he is about to die due to his old heart.

However, Su Cheng just lamented the impermanence of the world.

Because of the long life calamity, Su Cheng at this moment has long been able to see through life and death. And the Buddha's heart is firm, even more than that of the eldest son.

Naturally, it will not be affected by this matter.

Facing Abbot Xuanci's words, Su Cheng said: "Ten years are like a day, the world is changing, compared with the world, it's just a drop in the ocean, why bother to lament impermanence."

Abbot Xuanci nodded slightly, and sighed: "That's right, one's life is only a hundred years, and there is really too little left for heaven and earth. Fa Zang, I have a question, I wonder if you can answer it sincerely?"

Su Cheng said: "Master Abbot, please tell me."

Abbot Xuanci asked: "Master Kongwen's uncle...does he really exist?"

Su Cheng was not surprised by his question.

After the vision just now, although the monks of Shaolin Temple may not be able to react much, people like Abbot Xuanci must be able to perceive it to some extent.

He recited the Buddha's name and said: "For Shaolin Temple today, it doesn't really matter who exists or not."

"Of course I know this." Abbot Xuanci said, "However, I still want to find out. Fa Zang, I hope you can tell this old monk sincerely."

When Abbot Xuanci asked,

A look of worry suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if he was nervous and anxious.

Looking into his eyes, Su Cheng was silent for a moment, then said: "Naturally existed."

Hearing his answer, Abbot Xuanci's eyes immediately felt a lot relieved, and he said happily: "That's good, that's good..."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked slowly towards the inner courtyard.

As the sun was setting, Abbot Xuanci's body looked extremely lonely.

Su Cheng shook her head slightly: "Idiot..."

Abbot Xuanci devoted his whole life to Shaolin Temple. Perhaps for him at this moment, including all the heads, Shaolin Temple is everything.

They are obviously eminent monks, and many of them are those who see through the world. But still caught in the law enforcement!

Perhaps, in terms of identity and appearance, Su Cheng seems to have no reason to judge them.

But in terms of cultivation, state of mind and actual age, Su Cheng at this moment has the qualifications.

From this moment, he knew that the monks of Shaolin Temple and him would be people of two worlds and two levels.

But in fact, this has not changed at all.

In the past, he and the monks of Shaolin Temple existed in two worlds. It's just that the position has changed now. If there is really any pity, maybe it is the head of the Shaolin Temple.

When he first came to Shaolin Temple, Su Cheng didn't understand anything, and only thought that there were a few old monks who cared about him, but now he has obtained Tianertong and his heart.

It was only then that Su Cheng really knew that, as a scripture-abiding monk, it wasn't that no one really cared about him.

These old monks care about their own future, they are gratified with their talents and achievements, and they have the kindness to find ways to find a way out for themselves.

Su Cheng remembered all of them in his heart, which is also an important reason why he is willing to stay in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion until now.

But now he has finally achieved something. The heads of the Shaolin Temple must be very pleased, but presumably, when the bird flies by itself, no one is expecting it to spread its wings.

"Amitabha, the original pure mind is not elsewhere, but in the delusional mind of all beings. Purity is the Buddha, and obsession is also the Buddha. All minds are all Buddhas."

Su Cheng said to himself.

After a while, he waved his hand slightly: "Don't look at it, Xiao Zi, Xiao Bai, I'll wait until I go back."

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Yu Yu Tianbi toured the palace, on the four islands in the center, accompanied by four huge ancient steles floating, the patriarch Fang Xiandao held a phoenix feather and looked around.

"Why...why, why can't I go through any of the roads!? What is it, what is the way in the world!"

Patriarch Fang Xiandao looked at the inscription on the ancient tablet in front of him, and couldn't help roaring loudly.

How long...he didn't know how long it had been. But so many times, but there is no trace of comprehension!

Not only that, he felt that his consciousness had been deeply trapped in a certain obsession, and even with Phoenix Ling in his hand, it would be difficult to get rid of it! !

The current him cannot easily escape from the four phantom arrays of the unknown monument. Because once he can't break through, can't escape, then when he retreats, it will be the time when his mind collapses and he dies!

"Ah!!! I am not willing, I am not willing!! I have ruled the world for 2,700 years, why is my talent for these 2,700 years not as good as those ants!? I am not willing to die here! !"

Patriarch Fang Xiandao opened his hands impressively, and suddenly, an extremely powerful storm was set off around, endless feathers fluttered between the sky and the earth, and each feather flew around like a sharp sword.

The feather stirred up huge waves, and at the same time, regardless of each other, even his own body was pierced thousands of times.

The severe pain continuously gushed out from the bottom of his heart, making his soul and body tremble.

"How... how come, stop! Why is my true energy like this...!!"

Patriarch Fang Xiandao was horrified to find that he could not control his own power.

That's right, the true essence of the Feathering Great Formless Divine Art is now under the phantom formation, and it has become uncontrollable!

"Do not!!"

Patriarch Fang Xiandao yelled in pain, but no matter how he manipulated it, the result was useless!

The feathers around him were gradually stained red with blood, and then turned black.

After going through countless times of "the punishment of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart", his eyes gradually became dull, as if they were ashes. Not only that, but his spirit gradually began to dissipate.

Yes, after a year of torture, he is on the verge of death at this moment!

However, at this moment...