In the ruined temple.

The atmosphere was very stagnant.

The burning flames of firewood made crackling sounds.

The water inside the kettle set above seemed to be boiling.

The scholar sat on the ground, looking at the little monk in front of him, with an expectant look, and sometimes there was a flash of murderous intent, and even more melancholy caused by love and confusion about himself.

The little monk sat cross-legged, his hands folded, his expression calm, and his tender face was as calm as an old monk.

But after looking closely, the monk's robe behind him was already wet.

If he hadn't sat cross-legged, his legs would have been trembling.

“…”

Monk Mingxin's hands were folded behind his back and lay on the ground. The holes in his face gradually stopped bleeding, but it still seemed very ferocious.

He listened to the conversation between the two, watched their expressions change, and his mood gradually changed.

This little monk really has a very high state of mind and has very high Buddhist attainments.

Although Mingxin has always been dissatisfied with it, he has never been happy with the monks who practiced in the temple.

But he has always been loyal to Xuanhua Temple.

When he encountered Yi Jize just now, his first thought was that he could not let Wu Zhang get into trouble.

But gradually listening to the conversation between the two, I couldn't help but feel respect.

In response to Yi Jize's words, Wu Zhang did show an extraordinary state, that was not martial arts, but Buddhism.

At least I can't handle it myself.

However, Yi Jize's demonic obstacles were obviously extremely stubborn.

Wu Zhang... No, the first seat of the Sixth Academy, can you really transform this stubborn evil?

"When you see the love in your hand, just gently put it down."

Tang Kong guided her softly and said slowly: "Put it down gently, let go of this relationship, free yourself, let her go away, and everyone will be well."

Yi Jize tightened his palm and gritted his teeth and said, "But I don't want to let go, I want to hold this love."

Tang Kong took a deep breath, this is such a fucking trick.

If possible, the little monk Tang Kong really wants to say something, then you go find her, and why did you want to die back then?

But Tang Kong knew that this was said, maybe this guy slapped it in the face.

No wonder so many eminent monks were beaten to death by him. Even the six eminent monks in Xuanhua Temple were not spared. It was not that these eminent monks were too bad, but that these guys were too sensible.

"My little master, can't you enlighten me?"

A little cold light flashed in the scholar's eyes, and a murderous intent faintly appeared.

Tang Kong put his hands together, without saying a word, and his thoughts changed sharply.

This guy is so quarrel that he is already exhausted. Tang Kong probably thought that even the real creator of those four verses, the legendary monk, would leave when he arrived here.

Moreover, this evil scholar seems to be gentle and kind, but in fact he becomes murderous intent when he disagrees.

How can I play this?

Aren't you dead?

Do you really have to sit and wait for death?

But I really can't save this guy!

"Fight!"

Tang Kong rushed up suddenly.

Yi Jize showed murderous intent on his face, raised his fist and said in a cold voice: "The mediocre person who deceives the world and steals his reputation wants to leave?"

But before his hand touched Tang Kong, Tang Kong had already stopped.

Because Tang Kong knew in his heart that he could not escape at all.

So Tang Kong reached out and patted.

The kettle next to him was directly slapped over by him.

Yi Jize's fist happened to catch him.

The boiling water poured directly on Yi Jize's hand.

Even if he was a martial arts master, he was caught off guard and was poured on his hands with boiling water, and he couldn't help but feel pain.

At this moment, he immediately stopped, but changed his other hand.

"court death!"

Yi Jize looked at his palms that were directly scalded into water and trembled slightly, and shouted angrily: "You are so brave!"

And he pressed his other hand forward and pinched Tang Kong's neck!

Tang Kong had no strength to fight back at all!

"You are looking for death!" Yi Jize's face was ferocious and his murderous intent was revealed.

"Tan Yue, have you realized it?" Tang Kong's heart flashed in a hurry, and suddenly his expression was calm.

"What did you realize?" Yi Jize was stunned.

"You have just clenched your hand tightly and have already let go." Tang Kong said calmly.

"This..." Yi Jize was suddenly shocked.

"You clenched your fists and said you couldn't let go." Tang Kong said calmly: "But it hurts, so you will naturally let go."

"I……"

Yi Jize stood there, confused and in a daze. Suddenly, he seemed to understand, cried bitterly, and cried, "I understand, I can only let go when the pain reaches the extreme. The reason why I can't let go is because the pain is not enough."

——

In the ruined temple.

The scholar had a great enlightenment and cried bitterly.

Monk Mingxin was stunned and admired her so much that she could no longer be more.

“…”

At this moment, Tang Kong was so nervous that he was moved that he burst into tears.

The labor and capital were joking around, talking nonsense, and talking nonsense a few times, and finally convinced him.

Namo Amitabha is truly blessed by the Buddha. The eighteen monks who were beaten to death by him were probably blessed.

"I understand, I understand." Yi Jize leaned over and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment. Yi is an ordinary man with deep obsession and finally knows how to let go."

"It's good to realize it." Tang Kong clasped his hands together and said congratulations, thinking to himself: "You can understand it just because you don't understand it anyway."

"It's just not painful enough."

Yi Jize raised his hand, and did not use his qi and blood to calm the scalds. He just felt the pain and sighed: "Actually, I have been tortured enough, but I have not woken up."

Tang Kong touched his face. This guy was thinking too much. He was really ready to run away just now, but he couldn't help but knock the boiling water. Who said that this dead spirit was clearly empty in his hand and had to hold a love.

Little monk, I can't burn you to death!

"The master saved me from the sea of ​​suffering, and repented, and my grace was as heavy as a mountain."

Yi Jize bowed and said, "Disciples should have converted to Buddhism and guarded the side of the master. However, their sins are serious and they may bring disasters. They cannot repay them. Only this thing can be thanked."

He took something and presented it with both hands, like a stone.

Tang Kong was a little surprised and a little confused, but his face was still calm.

"Relics?"

Mingxin exclaimed.

Yi Jize nodded and said, "The last time my disciples were obsessed with it, they killed the lives of eighteen monks and obtained some things. However, when they were surrounded and suppressed by the court, they were used to reduce the burden and mislead the court's pursuers and abandoned them one by one. Only this thing is not daring to act rashly."

Tang Kong looked at the things in his hands and said to himself: "Is this the relics?"

Although he knew that this thing was precious, Tang Kong still did not show surprises and did not take it directly, and continued to play the role of a monk who was not indifferent to his emotions.

Yi Jize kowtowed nine times and put down the relics.

"This thing was killed by a disciple. It is indeed a bad origin, but it is a Buddhist relics after all. It should be the master. I hope the master will accept it and relieve the guilt in my heart."

"Well." Tang Kong sighed, reluctantly agreed, and said, "Let me give you some peace of mind."

"Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Yi Jize was extremely respectful. After kowtowing, he suddenly turned around and walked away.
Chapter completed!