"Didn't you say mercy?"

On the sea of ​​suffering in the Pure Land, within that mountain, after the devil Lord Mo Chier and Taixuan Heavenly Emperor's Princess separated, she thought about it and walked casually, but somehow, she was obviously not in this direction, but when she was walking around, she finally found that she had arrived before a black mountain on the sea, or before her hardship in Pure Land. Then she stood in front of the peak for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and walked into the peak, stood on the black stone platform, raised her head gently, and her eyes fell on the opposite side of the stone platform, the monk in white who was thorned by countless thorns, bleeding all over her body, but was calmly chanting the scriptures.

She looked at the monk in white, and there seemed to be an emotion like a tide and a sea of ​​emotions in her eyes, including unbearable, hatred, pity, disgust, and a sense of inexplicable fear. However, her emotions changed for a long time and finally became cold!

From her mouth, she said something inexplicably sarcastic: "Don't think I'm a fool. Do you really think you don't understand magical powers? The white-haired corpse of the great prison demon escaped to this sea just now. The Emperor of the Great Red Heaven forced him tightly. I and the elders of Taixuan Tian couldn't save him. But with your cultivation, what's the difficulty if you want to protect his soul? But why did you just chant a scripture and then do nothing? Monk, what about your compassion? What about your universal life? Just say it? "

"I won't save the Demon Lord of the Great Prison..."

The young monk opened his eyes gently, his eyes were still soft, and his voice seemed plain and gentle: "He practiced the way of killing and slaughtering the great way. The so-called practice is to slaughter and destroy living creatures. Every day he lives, countless living creatures will die under his butcher knife. If I save him, then he will kill more living creatures in order to practice. If Buddhism saves all the people, then he will treat everyone equally. If compassion is said to shine on the world, then he will shine on the world. How can I use a white corpse to wipe out the souls of thousands of living creatures?"

"Ha, who made us the devil?"

The demon lord Mo Chi'er sneered in a deep voice, and his eyes were like a knife, piercing the face of the young monk, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "This is our devil. The white corpse likes to kill people, so I like to sleep with men. Do you can't stand it? Then why don't you just kill demons and eliminate demons like what Taoists say? Why do you have to stay with me? What scriptures are recited for me every day and what Buddhist principles are taught? Even you think we should die, so why don't you watch the six of us die together?"

"I am also killing demons and eliminating demons!"

The young monk looked directly at the Demon Lord of the Pure Land and said softly: "But I don't cut off my body, just to cut off the demonic thoughts in your heart!"

"What kind of demonic thought? A joke!"

Mo Chi shouted: "The White Tiger is good at killing, it is nature. I, Mo Chi, loves to sleep with men. It is nature. You, a ruthless monk, have never experienced any fireworks on earth. You are born to destroy the five consciousnesses and six exclusivity. How can people like wood know what a demon is? Let me tell you, human nature is a demon, and the principle of the great way is a demon. If you want to cut off the demonic thoughts in our hearts, it is better to turn us into stones!"

"It's the devil to be able to be at the right time, and it's the devil to indulge in a willful way!"

The young monk replied calmly: "The Buddhist slaying is the demon of the heart, not the extermination of the mind!"

Mo Chi'er became even more angry and shouted loudly: "We are here to inherit the Heavenly Magical Sect and cultivate the six demon roots. This demon root is the foundation of us. If you cut off the demonic nature, then you will lose the power of self-protection. Monk, you are not surviving, you are killing people..."

"Continue to let you practice, you will be dead end, and there will be a glimmer of life if you convert to Buddhism!"

The young monk looked into Mo Chi'er's eyes: "I'm not killing people, I'm saving people!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mo Chi'er laughed loudly, and a trace of hideous and ugly appeared on her beautiful and beautiful face: "You want to say that we are guarding the huge Six Demons' Heavenly Foundation is a dead end, and we have abandoned our wealth and even the foundation of practice. Only with you, a stupid monk, will you have a glimmer of life? Haha, monk, you are crazy, the butcher knife in your mouth is our life-saving knife. You asked us to put down the butcher knife. What will we do when someone comes to kill us in the future? Will we use our neck to carry someone else's blade? "

"The Buddhist principles are not as weak as you think. The Buddha said that all sentient beings are saved and he is also sentient beings. How could he let the evil people slaughter them?"

The young monk's voice gradually eased: "After all, I am trying to save you from practicing, not forcing you to die..."

"If you say this, then your Buddhist sect can't help but kill?"

The demon lord Mo Chi'er sneered, his eyes shining brightly.

"The way of heaven is ruthless, and killing is also part of it. My Buddhist sect has no intention to stop the way of heaven from moving!"

The young monk answered very simply, but it made Mo Chi'er even more sarcastic: "If your Buddhist sect can't help but kill, then what is the meaning of compassion, what is the way to save all sentient beings? What is the meaning of the existence of Buddhism?"

"Buddhist can't help but kill, it can't help but kill!"

The young monk sighed lightly and said lightly: "I drink a scoop of water, and there will be 30 million creatures in the water. If I eat a bite of vegetables, I will also hurt the life of a plant. If I don't teach wolves to eat sheep, the wolf will starve to death. If I don't teach eagles to eat rabbits, the eagles will starve to death. If I serve wolves with blood and respect the eagles with flesh, I will die again. The heaven and earth cycle will never stop, and killing is part of it. How can I really forbidden? If I have to ban it, it may have stopped the movement of heaven and earth. The great disaster is probably not far away, and the disaster of sentient beings will come..."

"If this is the case, then will all sentient beings be demons?"

Mo Chi'er's voice seemed a little sharp: "Then what other butcher's knife did you ask me to put on?"

"Everything is only about the right time..."

The young monk's answer seemed to never need to think about it, and he said it directly: "The ultimate Buddhist principle is to cultivate oneself, and to cultivate oneself is to cultivate oneself. If one follows the nature of nature, one does not break the precepts. I have a senior brother who often says that wine and meat pass through the intestines and keep it in the Buddha's heart. But if one indulges in a willful way, one will fall into the demon. But the demon is not for sentient beings, and it will eventually fall into one's own body. The so-called Buddha and the so-called demon are just one thought of the mind. If a person has a Buddha's heart, his heart will be peaceful, he will be alive or dead, and he will be calm. If a person has a demon's heart, he will be violent and uneasy, and he will be at all times. The creatures who end up suffering will be destroyed, and the ones who destroy themselves..."

"you……"

Speaking of this, the demon Mo Chi'er seemed to feel a little ridiculous and sneered: "Do you think I'm uneasy?"

The young monk said, "If you are calm inside, why should you come to talk to me?"

Mo Chi'er was furious and lifted her palm hard, as if she wanted to slap the young monk to death, but in the end, her mind changed a few times, but suddenly a gloomy face appeared on her face, and the smile on her face became charming. She bit her lips and smiled, but gently walked towards the young monk. The thorns that entangled the young man, when she approached, had their lives contracted into his body. This feeling only made the young monk even more painful, his face turned pale, and his expression was still calm.

"I'm here just because I miss you..."

Mo Chi'er ignored the cold sweat that oozed out of the young monk's face because of boundless pain. Her delicate palm gently touched the young monk's face, and she smiled playfully, and there seemed to be an unresolvable obsession in her eyes: "I've really seen someone as handsome as you for many years... Do you know what I'm thinking? I'm just thinking, alas, how could there be so many troublesome things? Otherwise, I'd already married you to the palace and lingered every night..."

The young monk was still moving and his expression was calm. In the quiet stone chamber, only her moans and panting were so charming that she was so charming.

"You have not even moved your heart, so why force yourself to be moved?"

After a long time, the young monk suddenly lowered his head and looked into her eyes.

"What are you talking about? I like you so tightly when I see you. My heart has been pounding, so why aren't you moved?"

Mo Chi'er had already tangled with the young monk's body and said whisperingly.

"Then why do I feel like you are dead and have no life?"

The young monk's voice was not loud, but he just calmly told a fact.

But Mo Chi'er suddenly jumped up like a cat with her tail stepped on, and her eyes were full of murderous intent: "What did you say?"

The young monk said calmly: "Let lust is invisible and cannot fill the void in your heart!"

"you……"

Mo Chi'er's face changed drastically, and she raised her hand so hard that she seemed to slap it with a palm, but when she was about to fall, she changed her mind. Just a slight flick of her fingers, the thorns on the young monk immediately became more lush and grew in strands. The growth of each thorn brought great pain to the young monk. She looked at this scene, and showed a cold and sinister smile on her face, and she deliberately laughed: "I don't know if there is any empty space in my heart, but you need a few more thorns in your heart, just torture it!"

But the endless thorn growth still did not change the young man's face at all. He was still sitting cross-legged quietly, as if he was not the one who suffered, but his eyes looked at Mo Chi'er calmly: "Replacing in Buddhism can teach you peace of mind!"

"Shut up!"

Mo Chi'er looked at the young monk fiercely, as if she wanted to see the pain on his face, but in the end she shook her head in disappointment, blinked her fingers again, with a boundless look of fatigue on her face, and sighed softly, "You, as a monk, don't you know what the great way is and what the heavenly way is, but the word "tolerance"..."

As she said that, she had turned around, as if she wanted to leave.

But the young monk had already spoken behind her: "The way of heaven is the law, the way of heaven is the human heart, so the way of heaven is perfect and the human heart is lacking. When you truly acknowledge the way of heaven and understand the way of heaven, you will not continue to suffer, and your cultivation will further..."

"The way of heaven is perfect, is there a lack of human heart?"

Mo Chi'er paused slightly and repeated these eight words. After all, she still didn't look back and continued to move forward.

The young monk sighed softly, lowered his head, and remained silent.

After a long time, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the empty space in the cave.
Chapter completed!