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    Mo Wen and Hei Bai Wuchang couldn't help but smile when they heard Lao Wu's words. Although Lao Wu said it in a vulgar way, it was true after thinking about it carefully.  Lizhou is quite far away from here. It took three hours for Lao Wu to fly to the border of Lizhou. Black and White Wuchang guided Lao Wu's path. At the same time, the four of them arrived at Qingjing Temple in Xiangshan County.  This temple is located in the north of the county. It is built against the mountain. The temple is very large, with more than a hundred houses. The mountain road into the mountain is very wide. There are many sundries left by pilgrims on both sides of the mountain road. Several young monks are doing this.  Clean and tidy up.  Because he wanted to persuade him to destroy his fate, Mo Wen did not hide his figure. Lao Wu fell from the platform in front of the temple, Mo Wen leaned down, and Black and White Wuchang hid elsewhere.  At this time, the mountain gate of the temple was open. Monk Zhike saw a red-haired monster falling outside the door. Confused and timidly, he poked his head out from behind the door, only to find that the red-haired monster had turned into a short-built man.  After Mo Wen landed, he looked sideways at the northern temple and saw a monk holding a Zen staff and wearing a bamboo hat walking towards the door from the depths of the temple. This man was wearing gray cloth monk clothes and carrying a bag behind him. He was obviously going out for a trip.  Fang walking.  Because the man's bamboo hat was pressed very low, he could not see his appearance clearly, but he could hear his breathing. The higher the cultivation level, the slower the breathing. From the moment he landed to the present, the gray-robed monk holding a Zen staff  Every breath is not over yet.  "It's so dangerous. If we come a little later, we won't be able to catch him." Lao Wu guessed from Mo Wen's expression that the monk who walked out of the temple was the real master.  Mo Wen did not answer when he heard this. This temple is very large and has many monks. It is not known whether there are other monks with advanced cultivation. However, according to Feng Yilan's deduction that you can only see the fate of death if you leave before noon, this person is very  Maybe he is the monk who destroys the fate.  The monk in gray clothes walked slowly. When the monk Zhike noticed him approaching, he hurriedly stepped back and bowed, clasped his hands and saluted him, "Amitabha, Master Mianyuan is about to go out." The monk in gray clothes did not answer, but nodded to the monk Zhike.  He nodded and walked out of the mountain gate.  Mo Wen waited for Mianyuan to approach, and stepped sideways to block his way. Mianyuan tried to go east, but Mo Wen took a step to the right again, still blocking his way. Only then did Monk Mianyuan look up.  Don¡¯t ask.  Seeing the appearance of this person, Mo Wen took a breath of cold air. Although he had never seen this person before, his appearance was very similar to someone he knew well, like a rubbing.  Mianyuan saw that the person blocking his way was a Taoist. He moved slightly and appeared unexpectedly behind Mo Wen.  Although he avoided Mo Wen, he failed to move forward because Mo Wen appeared in front of him again in the blink of an eye. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As he raised his head again, with a confused and solemn expression, he had previously used the transposition that he could use after reaching the immortal realm, and the one Mo Wen used was also the transposition.  "Amitabha, why did the real person block the way of the poor monk?" Monk Mianyuan put his hands together and asked.  "The Lord of Immeasurable Blessings, the poor disciple of the Qing Sect, Tianshu, came all the way just to pay a visit to the master." Mo Wen said.  After hearing the words, Monk Mianyuan lowered his head and said nothing. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand to take off his bamboo hat. He raised his hand sideways and said, "Master, please come into the Zen room to speak." After Monk Mianyuan took off his bamboo hat, Lao Wu saw his appearance clearly and was shocked.  He shouted, "Master, why does he look so like" Mo Wen raised his hand to stop Lao Wu from talking anymore, then raised his hand and said humbly, "Master, please." Monk Mianyuan stepped forward first, Mo Wen followed behind, and turned back at the mountain gate.  He said to Lao Wu, "Wait for me here." Lao Wu said "Oh" and stopped outside the door. Mo Wen knew that he was unwilling and did not change his mind. He could not let Lao Wu enter the temple, otherwise he would definitely ridicule the monk.  In addition, Lao Wu is in the body of an animal and would be disrespectful to Buddhism when entering the temple. The most important thing is that he is worried that Lao Wu will talk too much.  Taoism and Buddhism have different rules and etiquette. Normally, they do not interact with each other, let alone go to each other's Taoist temples or temples. After entering the temple, Mo Wen followed Monk Mianyuan to the north. When he passed the main hall, he turned away.  Salute to the Buddha statue.  Although the two did not talk while walking, they secretly estimated each other's strength. Neither party's aura was exposed. They could only judge the other's cultivation based on details such as the pace of walking and the speed of breathing. After estimation,  , Mo Wen came up with a rough result. The cultivation level of the Destiny Monk was about the same as him. Both of them reached the cultivation level of heavenly immortals during the apocalypse, and there was not much difference in strength.  There is a bamboo forest on the east side of the main hall. There is a path in the bamboo forest. When you get to the middle of the bamboo forest, there are several forks in the path. Monk Mianyuan goes to the path on the north side and passes through the bamboo forest. There are two wooden houses in front of him. Monk Mianyuan  He stepped forward and opened the door. He took a step back and asked Mo Wen to come in first. Mo Wen stepped back to be humble. Monk Mianyuan entered the door first, hung his bamboo hat on the south wall, and put down his Zen staff and baggage.    "Master, please take a seat." Monk Mianyuan pointed to a Zen platform by the window. Monks' rooms generally do not have seats or beds, only a Zen platform for meditation. The Zen platform is very short, and it is both a place for meditation and a place for meditation.  The place to sleep.  "Thank you." Mo Wen waved his hand and said. It was a very smart move for Mianyuan to invite him into the temple. As the saying goes, a vicious punch will not hit a smiling face. If the other party treats you politely, he cannot attack at will.  When Monk Mie Yuan saw Mo Wen, he did not sit down, nor did he force him. He stood aside and waited for Mo Wen to clarify his intention.  Mo Wen was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at the things in the Zen room. The monk regarded everything as external, so apart from the necessary utensils for chanting sutras and daily life, there would be no superfluous things. There was an oil lamp on the inside of the window sill.  The lamp oil has dried up, and it is obvious that it has not been used for many years.  There was nothing else in the room, so Mo Wen turned his attention to the Zen stick. The Zen stick is a monk's magical tool and a weapon, but it also has another function, that is, it can be used as a crutch when walking.  The handle of the Zen staff is made of brass, and there are many bald curls at the end. This shows that the monk Mianyuan has traveled to the mountains many times.  Monk Mianyuan was waiting for Mo Dao to explain his purpose, but Mo Wen was not in a hurry to speak. After looking at the things in the room, he turned to take a closer look at Monk Mianyuan. Monk Mianyuan was about forty years old, with a medium build and soft facial features, although he was thin.  But it can still be seen that he was very delicate and handsome when he was young.  Everyone's standards for judging beauty and ugliness are different, but generally they follow a rule, that is, soft facial features are more pleasing to the eye, while facial features that are blunt or if one item is higher or lower than ordinary people are considered ugly.  His facial features belong to a very soft category. In the eyes of the world, he is an out-and-out handsome man. However, precisely because this person's facial features have no obvious and unique features, he is not sure that this person is familiar with him.  Is that person related by blood?  If anyone else was looking at him like this, he would definitely ask questions, but Monk Mie Yuan did not take the initiative to ask questions, nor did he take the initiative to look away. Instead, he looked at Mo Wen and patiently waited for him to speak. This move showed that this person  He is a very reserved person. If he looks directly into the eyes of others, he will be seen as hostile. If he looks below the lips, he will appear to have no self-confidence. Looking between the mouth and nose is the calmest look among people.  "Where is Master's ancestral home?" Mo Wen asked casually.  "Qinzhou." Monk Mie Yuan replied calmly.  Mo Wen nodded slowly when he heard the words. Monk Mieyuan did not pretend to be profound and said that monks do not mention their ancestral hometown. This move made him take a high look at Monk Mianyuan. This person is true.  "Why does the real person have such a question?" Monk Mie Yuan asked back.  "The master has a similar accent to a relative of Pindao." Mo Wen replied. Since the monk has asked, he must answer. Otherwise, the monk will not answer his next question.  Monk Mie Yuan nodded when he heard this and didn¡¯t ask any more questions.  "Master practices cultivation with a pure Yang body." Mo Wen asked again.  Mianyuan shook his head. Although Mo Wenwen was abrupt, he could only answer, because even if he didn't answer, Mo Wen would be able to detect it once the two of them made a move. He also roughly guessed Mo Wen's cultivation level, but  Mo Wen came here proactively, and he responded passively. He didn't know Mo Wen's motive for coming here, and he lacked confidence in his heart.  "Excuse me for being rude, but may I ask the master's family name?" Mo Wen asked.  "Amitabha, please forgive me." Mianyuan put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.  "Master, do ordinary people have wives and concubines?" Mo asked again.  Mo Wen's question became even more abrupt. After hearing the words, Mi Yuan sang the Buddha's name again, "Amitabha." "Master must know that his life span has expired and his soul should return to the underworld." Mo Wen looked directly into Mi Yuan's eyes, "I owe Xie Fan Liang."  "Amitabha, this poor monk is a Buddhist bhikkhu who has attained the status of Arhat, beyond the three realms and not in the five elements." Mianyuan shook his head.  "The master's Arhat status can only be obtained after the heaven and earth are reopened. At this time, the master is still a mortal. Since he is a mortal, he should go to the underworld at the end of his life." Mo Wen said seriously.  "Amitabha." Mianyuan chanted the Buddha's name again, with no joy or anger on his face.  What Mo Wen was most disgusted with was that the monk used Amitabha to prevaricate the question. After laughing, he said, "I'll just tell you why I came here. Feng Yilan from Qingyu Mountain is also among the souls being collected this time. The poor Taoist saw that Feng Yilan has a dignified character."  , with a kind heart, he had the intention to save her life. The poor Taoist already knew that she had an old relationship with the master. If the master is willing to return to secular life and accept her, he will definitely be blessed and live longer. " After hearing this, the monk Miyuan still did not show any joy or anger, and once again said "Amitabha".  Instead of answering.  "Pindao and the master will have a chance to convince Pindao. If the master cannot make Pindao change his mind, Pindao will kill the monks in this pure monastery one by one to force the master to submit." Mo Wen said calmly.???¡°Why does the poor monk¡¯s matter affect others?¡± Monk Mie Yuan frowned and said.  Don¡¯t ask questions without answering them.  "How is it different from the benefactor who threatened the real person like this?" Monk Deyuan shook his head helplessly.  "If you have the intention to do good, you will be rewarded for doing good; if you do not have the intention to do evil, you will be punished for doing evil." Mo Wen smiled and said, what he was talking about was one of the many differences between Taoism and Buddhism. Taoism does not look at what is in the heart, but only looks at the final result.  Good or bad, and the Buddhist teaching is that as long as you put down the butcher knife at the last moment, even a butcher with bloody hands can become a Buddha. This statement can attract a large number of believers, but it is a lie. There is no killing in the world.  It is a good thing that people can escape from sin by reciting a few verses of scripture.  "Zhenren is not doing good deeds. The benefactor is biased and commits many crimes, so he is not a good person." Monk Mie Yuan shook his head and said.  "Who has she killed?" Mo Wen asked, and Monk Mianyuan said that his act of threatening and coercing was no different from Feng Yilan's, indicating that Feng Yilan had also threatened and coerced Monk Mianyuan.  "Many years have passed since this matter, and I don't want to mention it again. If the real person wants to hurt innocent people, I will definitely stop him." Monk Miyuan showed a look of perseverance in his eyes.  "Master, you must have heard about what Pindao did in his life. If Master is lucky, I am afraid that this pure monastery will rarely be quiet today." Mo Wen looked sideways and put his hands behind his back.  After hearing Mo Wen's words, Monk Mianyuan said with anger on his face, "It's really too much to deceive others. Even though you have a bad reputation, the poor monk is not afraid of you. Come on, you and I will see the truth. If the poor monk loses to you,  It's up to you. If you use your innocence and weakness to threaten this poor monk, won't it taint your reputation? " "If you insist on not telling me about that past, I will really take action. You also know that I can't stop you." Don't ask.  He raised his eyebrows and said that he was not interested in the grievances between Monk Mianyuan and Feng Yilan. The reason why he pressed him unscrupulously was because the appearance of Monk Mianyuan and Wuming were very similar. In addition, Monk Mianyuan was originally from Qinzhou, and Wuming had a very similar appearance in his early years.  Taiyi Mountain where I live is in Qinzhou
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