The Lord of the House slapped his thigh heavily and said: "Yes, if you say nice words, why do you need to practice? So I have been thinking about this grand ceremony. I am afraid that I want to use the light of Dao to suppress the underworld." People will pat the Lord of the House's thigh only when his words are exciting. He was also in a rather excited mood, but he thought that the action of slapping his thigh looked a bit indecent and inconsistent with his image of standing tall, so he did not slap his own thigh but slapped Qin Jie's thigh heavily, feeling the warmth coming from his leg. Qin Jie's face suddenly changed in pain and he opened his mouth. Before he could cry out the pain, he immediately forgot about the pain when he listened to the second half of the master's words. "Suppressionthe underworldcould it be that the entrance to the underworld is at Taixu Temple?" The owner didn't pay attention at all. His expression said: "Countless Taoist temples in the world have grand ceremonies, not limited to Taixu Templeand I went there many years ago and didn't find any entrance to the underworld. You might as well look for it again this time, maybe it can answer some of your doubts. " The master of the house said it calmly and casually, but Qin Jie was shocked when he heard it. Thinking of the four words "suppressing the underworld", he felt uncomfortable all over his body. His skin was itchy and it seemed that some black smoke was about to seep out from his pores. He must know about Taoism. People are now suspecting that he is the son of Shura. Going to Taixu Temple to attend the grand ceremony, isn't he waiting to be suppressed by the infinite light? Or will he be pressed under the mountain for five hundred years? There was no clear sound from the copper bell, only a few soft "pop" sounds could be heard. The ripe fruit fell to the ground and pulp burst out. The unique aroma of wisteria's fatness and freshness suddenly filled the air. Qin Jie thought for a long time. After a long time, he mustered up the courage to ask: "Master, who is the son of Shura?" The master looked at Ye Yun in front of the master and the disciple and said: "According to the records in the Taixu Guanhuang Light Sutra and the Mingzi Scroll, Shura has 70,000 children each. Before the turn of day and night and the invasion of the underworld, a son of Shura will come to the world as a herald and guide for the arrival of the night. ""Guide" Qin Jie repeated in surprise, "Of course the arrival of the night also needs guidance, just like the light needs guidance. Of course, I have been I'm thinking about whether it's guidance or projection." Qin Jie lowered his head again and remained silent for a long time. It wasn't until the night got darker and the stars became fainter and the night clouds between the cliffs became as dark as ink that he said: "Master, if I were really the son of Shura, you would kill me. "The owner looked at him and smiled and said again of course: "Of course" Qin Jie raised his head and looked at him, his eyes full of innocence and pleading, just like a kitten that had just opened its eyes, narrowing its eyes because of hunger and the unfamiliar world. "Everyone's life is unique. Even if countless lives in the world add up, they are only as unique as my life. Master, you can't think about it." The master looked at him and said seriously: "I would exchange my life for the world." The safety of hundreds of millions of people is what a hero and a saint did. If there really is a day when I will become a teacher, I hope you can commit suicide." Qin Jie naturally disagreed and said angrily: "I said that the senior brother is a benevolent person, the third senior brother is a lofty ideal, and I am just a selfish person. You are a villain who doesn¡¯t even want to be a person with lofty ideals. I want to be a saint. Master, it¡¯s really too much for you to use such words to provoke me.¡± The owner suddenly burst out laughing. Hearing the laughter, Qin Jie was a little at a loss. The owner looked at him and said with admiration. : "Not bad, not bad. Since we are human beings, why do we have to be a saint? You think clearly. From my teacher's point of view, since you can think correctly, I think you will not do any messy wrong things in the future. I am very happy." "Ah haha." In the night, laughter that was too hearty and even seemed a little arrogant kept echoing on the cliffs and then gradually disappeared. Qin Jie was still at a loss and didn't know what to say. The owner looked at him and smiled and said: "The son of Shura needs to be defined but cannot be defined by it." The definition of human beings can only be defined by yourself. Just as the reason why humans are humans is because we believe that we are humans, only we can give the definition of humans and cannot be defined by Haotian or other beings." Qin Jie said with a wry smile: "Master said this It makes sense The student is not flattering, I really think it makes sense, but only you are qualified to say such things." "This is not what I said. It was what your junior uncle said back then. It turned out to be what the junior junior uncle said. Qin Jie Looking at the faint lights behind Shenzhou City in the distance, he was silent for a long time and asked: "Master really must go to Taixu Temple." "It's up to you to decide. But if you don't go, who is the doubt in your mind?" I can't answer it, and I can't answer it as a teacher. And I always feel that this trip to Taixu Guan is your opportunity." Qin Jie asked: "What kind of opportunity is it?" "I don't believe in chance." The owner said, "However, After seeing many things over the years, I gradually feel that my views are too stubborn. I have some understanding that opportunities are not things destined to happen by God, but some people living in this world because of their own ideas.?But as soon as you think about it, it starts to affect the surrounding environment and people, and eventually affects the other party far away. Until you meet, the thoughts in your heart will be converted into actual stories. Then if you go back to the beginning of the event, you will often find that you finally got it. Just what you thought, this is probably a chance. Zhang Chuchu's girl's illness may be able to heal on its own, but it can be seen with the little Taoist priest of Taixu Guan. You have inherited the mantle of your little master uncle, and after all, you still need to learn some Taoism to dilute it. If you are angry, you have to figure out whether you are a Shura. You should go and see what is going on in the grand ceremony. You need to do this. That is the opportunity." God Qin Jie said: "It's very similar to what Taoist priests say that you can't understand." "More in the future. You can understand if you listen to the Taoist priests." "Is there any danger?" "You will be hit by a car even if you walk." "Master, I will take your words as acquiescence." "How could I have recognized it?" Qin Jie withdrew his gaze and looked at Shenzhou City at night. He looked down at his knees and said, "If even you, Master, think it's dangerous, what will Chu Chu and I do?" "Go and have a look. It's the saying goes, "You don't know if you don't see." Qin Jie sighed and said, "The world is really wonderful." Zhai The master said: "How can I pick it up so well?" "What's so good?" "There's a rhyme" "I just feel very bored." The wind is still blowing tonight, and the mountain cliffs are so gentle. Qin Jie's mood is not relaxed, but he asks sadly: "Master, you Is it true that people with great ability cannot see the future?¡± ¡°Practice is ultimately about time. Although I live longer than ordinary people, I regret that I am not old enough to experience the last invasion of the underworld and not see the last time of eternity. What happened before night came? Probably because of this reason, I couldn¡¯t fully understand the clear text scroll. I don¡¯t know how this story will develop. And you are already a character in this story, so I don¡¯t know who you will be in the future. What kind of changes will appear on my body, but I hope it will be good." Qin Jie asked: "Are there any people in the world who experienced the last invasion of the underworld?" In the past, he did not believe that practitioners could live for tens of thousands of years. However, as he entered Qingmengzhai and gained more knowledge, he began to think about whether there is such a thing as eternal life in the world. "I know two people who have experienced the last eternal night." Qin Jie did not expect that he was actually surprised and asked: "Yes. What kind of person?" The owner of the restaurant remembered something, and the expression on his face became a little complicated. He said calmly: "A drunkard and a butcher But I'm afraid they can't be considered human beings if they don't care about the world." Qin Jie thought of himself again Those weird dreams I've had. In one dream, there was an alcoholic and a butcher. The two men stood beside him and stared at him. In another dream, the butcher grabbed the wine bag from the drunkard and drank. He then grabbed a pig's hind leg from the butcher's back and gnawed on it. Could it be that the butler was talking about those two people? Qin Jie was shocked and speechless and said: "Master, you really don't want to hear my dream." The owner looked at He smiled and said: "Don't you understand? It is your own dream after all." At this point in the conversation, Qin Jie finally understood what the master meant. Any story needs to be advanced to know the subsequent development. Any picture needs to be seen with one's own eyes to know what color it is. Whether what will happen to Shura's son in the future depends on his own journey in the story and his choice. In other words, he is the author. The master of the house floated away. Qin Jie was left alone on the dark cliff looking at the night sky and the flowing clouds. He frowned as he remembered what Lian Shijie said to him before he died: "You have become a demon. If you want to cultivate demons, you must first practice Taoism. Then please bravely walk into the dark night. Although you have no chance of success, you may just start." Even if you die violently, I still bless you and curse you." He repeated these words silently, then stood up and waved to the night that occupied his entire field of vision and said hello: "If you are really Shura, if I am really your son, then please Remember, when Master cannot protect me, you must protect me." The black Taoist temple on the lush spring mountain of Shinhwa Group exudes a chilling and cold atmosphere. The space in the hall is extremely wide. There are hundreds of monks and monks in red robes. The deacons in black knelt on the smooth ground, looking like a red flower printed on the ground in the dark night. The deacons had been kneeling for a long time and their knees were already in pain, but no one dared to get up or even People dared to raise their heads. They looked down at their own reflections on the smooth floor of Shinhwa Group and saw the humble expression on their faces. Even they themselves could not understand why they were so humble. A fear from deep made their bodies stiff, so this flower on the ground The red flowers in the dark night became a little rusty, and I couldn't feel any beauty. I could only feel the cold and bloody breath rushing towards my face. This has been the case for the people in Shinhwa Group for countless years.Dealing with horrific punishments all day long and believing in the principle that the strong will always be strong, no one is unfamiliar with this atmosphere. The Taoist temple has not changed much. It is still as empty and cold as the blood-coagulating black jade throne is still there. Just the bead in front of the throne. In the battle a few days ago, the curtain was broken into pearl powder all over the ground and could not be repaired. It was finally swept into the garbage dump by the handymen and no one knows where it went. The bead curtain has existed in the Taoist temple for many years to replace the God's throne. The powerful man on the throne added a lot of mystery and terror. People have become accustomed to the existence of the bead curtain. Now they have to get used to the absence of the bead curtain because the powerful man on the throne has died. Now sitting on the ink jade throne She is a young and beautiful girl. Of course, in the eyes of all her subordinates, the girl's body now possesses a certain kind of divinity. Because she cannot look directly at her, the concept of beauty in the world does not exist. She represents power and terror. After a long time, Li Tong Sitting on the ink jade throne with his chin propped up, he remained silent and had no expression on his face. He was extremely calm, so he became extremely cold. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotia.net