Infinite Throne

  Chapter 978 Fork Road

   Outside Heian-ji Temple.

   A black cat is biting a garland bracelet and is cute under the tree.

   Such a cute wild cat should have attracted many tourists in the queue to lick it, but next to him, a giant two meters tall stood.

  The sweat was barefoot, the clothes and trousers were stretched by the strong muscles, and when I looked at the man with the fleshy face, I knew at a glance that it was not a good kind.

   This also led to such a cute black cat, who squatted under the shade of a tree for half an hour, and no one dared to come forward and lick it.

  …May be crushed to death by a giant.

   "Young Master will be okay?"

  Miaomiao was a little worried.

   This is the first time the young master has gone far in his life.

   They also promised to take good care of the young master.

  Miaomiao A hundred years ago, there was an experience of being a messenger in the palace.

  Nowadays, times have changed, and everything has become a strange and unfamiliar appearance.

   "Probably not, the young master is smart."

  Ju'er is very confident in the young master.

   "You can rest assured, too little brother is a big fried chicken demon who can beat an old cow to death!" Butter exhaled agitatedly, excitedly, and panting.

   Butter can be considered convinced by that punch.

   That powerful punch, the thrill of Taiyi's knuckles sticking to the flesh, even made the butter haunt your dreams, which is unforgettable to this day.

  The taste of being dried into the soil is too ecstasy.

   Just as the three foreign demons from Beiju Luzhou were boredly waiting for Yi Rin and Xuan Ci to go sightseeing, a strange person caused a commotion among the tourists.

   I saw him wearing a black vest, with his **** poked high, his face almost touching the ground, and he turned around on the ground three times to the left and three times to the right.

   ╥ω╥)#~~ is Xuanci!"

   The black cat purred and covered his eyes in despair.

   Niutou scratched his head vigorously, loudly—that was where his horns were, and muttered to himself, "Is brother dog in a hurry?"

   As we all know, the dog family has always had an ancestral bad habit, that is - like to defecate in the same place.

   changed places, they will feel uncomfortable.

   So when Niutou saw Goudi's action, he could guess without thinking.

   Brother Gou didn't "wake up" to his weird movements at all, and in the eyes of normal people, he was like a psychopath.

  The black cat and the two demons, Ju'er, have lived in the human race for hundreds of years, even in the "hundreds of years" in ancient times, they know that the dog's behavior is not good.

   But they haven't had time to step forward to stop them,

   Brother Gou got up quickly, and walked to Butter, Black Cat, and Ju’er with a solemn expression on his feet, pointing in a certain direction:

   "There, there is a demon!"

   Brother Gou's voice did not fall, his body moved with the shadow, and instantly rushed out in the direction of the demon.

The speed of    is so fast that tourists are smacking their tongues.

   I wonder if this neuropathy used to be a sprinter.

   "Wait! Brother dog, don't be impulsive!"

   The bull snorted, stomped on the ground, and rushed to stop it.

   "Clap."

  Miaomiao opened her big cat's mouth, and the chrysanthemum bracelet in her mouth fell beside her feet.

   One cat and one chrysanthemum were silent for a moment.

   Miao Miao with white eyes,

  The chrysanthemum trembled with its leaves,

   said in unison:

   "Two idiots."

  …

  …

  Underground Zen Room.

  Yi Lin was revealed by Zen Master Tianxin, and asked in a calm manner:

   "Why did the master say this?"

   "When a man is about to die, his eyes can see through the false."

   "One of the six great magical powers of Buddhism... the power of fate?"

   "Exactly."

   Yilin nodded calmly and sighed: "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, Zen Master Tianxin, you seem to..."

   "Lin Shizhu, the poor monk has not many days, and he has survived until now, not seeking longevity, just waiting for you."

"wait for me?"

   "You came all the way here, but for Chunzhen?"

   "No, I'm here for Wang Xiaohu."

Zen Master Tianxin barely breathed, he made a sigh, his forehead drooped slightly, and then raised again: "Back then, the dead leaves wanted to cross him, and the poor monk also wanted to cross him, but I didn't expect that it was destined to cross Chunzhen in the end. , but not us."

   "Please elaborate."

   "One day, Chunzhen will go astray, at that time...only...Lin..."

  Plop!

   talking and talking,

  Tianxin Zen Master exhaled his last breath and fell in front of Yi Rin.

  gh?

  Irin stepped forward quickly and probed for Zen Master Tianxin's breathing and pulse.

  Tianxin Zen Master...dead!

  Irin didn't have time to feel sad for the death of Tenshin Zenji, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

   "You made it clear!"

   It is said that monks do not play riddles!

  Irin was speechless.

   But just when he wanted to lift up Zen Master Tianxin,

  The sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

   Chunhan walked in and said with grief, "Master Tianxin passed away!"

   Yi Rin turned back and looked at Master Chunhan who was kneeling in front of Zen Master Tianxin's body: "I haven't found the answer I'm looking for, did Master Tianxin tell you the second half of the sentence in advance?"

   Chunhan knelt on the ground and raised his head, tears welling in those cloudy eyes.

   After a while,

  He told the story of Wang Xiaohu, what he had known for the past 100 years.

   Listening to Master Chunhan’s narration,

  Irin finally understood the identity of the person in front of him in the past.

   It turned out that he was the king of Zhengbei who dominated the north back then!

   After the end of the civil strife that year, King Zhengbei came to his senses, repented of his life and hated the past, so he went to Ping'an Temple to be ordained as a monk and became Wang Xiaohu's apprentice and brother, hoping for peace of mind for the rest of his life.

   Law name: Chunhan.

   During the fifty years of Xia Xiaoman's reign, Master Chunhan followed Zen Master Tianxin, and while he was comprehending the Dharma, he was also comprehended.

In the past, in order to compete for the throne of the emperor, King Zhengbei, who did not hesitate to use his troops to conquer the world, actually let go of his obsession and became a monk, which had to make Yilin sigh, the words of the Buddhist family are really sharp, and they can liven up a prince. Probation.

   Back to Wang Xiaohu.

  Wang Xiaohu was originally a monk in Ping An Temple.

   Until the tenth year of the true calendar.

   At that time, he was going to go to Jambuzhou in the southern Zhanbuzhou to study Buddhism and go south to collect scriptures.

   Unexpectedly, something happened.

   On his way south, he met his parents who had been separated for ten years.

   is also the old Wang's house next to Lin's house.

  During the war, the villagers of Qingniu Village were displaced and walked alone in the war, struggling to survive.

   The father and mother did not know that Wang Xiaohu became a monk in Heian Temple, lived on the streets, and became a beggar.

   On the streets of a certain city, Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt something in his heart and inadvertently found his flesh and blood relatives. At that time, in the bumpy life, Wang's father broke a leg and his mother was blind.

  Wang Xiaohu was furious, and when he asked who did it, the husband and the queen mother clearly stated that it was a poisonous hand of a Xuanmen cultivator of the Sword Casting Villa.

   So, Wang Xiaohu, alone, smashed the red dust, and went to Zhujian Villa to ask for an explanation.

   The people of the Can Cast Sword Villa were bitten to death, and there was no way that there would be monks in the door, and they would attack ordinary people.

  Wang Xiaohu certainly didn't believe it. After all, it was his parents' words. They could even describe that the person who attacked them was carrying a huge sword case.

   This is the usual attire of the disciples of Zhujian Villa when they walk in the secular world.

  Wang Xiaohu's cultivation base was shallow back then, and of course he couldn't fight against a sword-casting villa, and was blasted out of the mountain gate after being injured.

   This is not the end.

  Wang Xiaohu couldn't ask for an explanation, so he returned to the temporary accommodation for his parents.

   What Wang Xiaohu didn't expect was that his instructions and comfort to his parents before going out turned into a final farewell.

   Wang Xiaohu was not greeted with concern and greetings from his parents, but... two **** heads.

  Two **** human heads were suspended from the beams of the roof, their faces were hideous, and they looked terrifyingly dead.

  Wang Xiaohu is crazy.

   His parents were brutally murdered, and his Buddhist heart, which he had cultivated for more than ten years, completely collapsed.

   It is said that that day he braved the heavy rain, knelt in front of Heian Temple, kowtowed a hundred times, and disappeared in the rainy night.

   About a month after Wang Xiaohu left Qingdu.

  In the Xuanmen, there was news that Zhujian Villa was destroyed.

   Overnight, at Casting Sword Villa, there were no chickens and dogs, and all the people fell to the ground.

   This tragic incident made Wang Xiaohu famous on the road, and even surpassed the popularity that Lin Yi had left in the past.

  After all, Lin Yi has been dead for ten years, and he is already an old man, and he is not as popular as Wang Xiaohu.

"and after?"

   Yi Rin did not expect that in the past 100 years, his brother from the same village, Wang Xiaohu, had such a bumpy experience, he couldn't help frowning and asked about Wang Xiaohu's follow-up.

   But among them, perhaps because of the reasons that others have relayed, there are several things that make Irin feel wrong.

   "Later, there were rumors that he betrayed Buddhism and joined the Moruo Temple under the recommendation of the contemporary saint of the Moruo Temple. Later, for nearly fifty years, Junior Brother Chunzhen completely disappeared in the Xuanmen to find traces."

   "The Holy Maiden of the Mara Temple?"

   "Yes, there are rumors that the Holy Maiden of the Mara Temple has feelings for Junior Brother Chunzhen."

   Hearing this, Yi Rin was not surprised, after all, Wang Xiaohu's charm value has always been quite high.

   Back then, in Qingniu Village, as soon as he showed his face and took off his clothes, he made the young girl in the village ignorant.

   Seeing that Yi Rin was silent, Master Chunhan sighed Amitabha, and took the initiative to name the saint who pulled Wang Xiaohu into the Mara Temple.

   "The Holy Maiden of the Mara Temple is named 'Yan Qianxiu'."

  …

  Yan Qianxiu!

   is also from the same village!

   is that show!

  Irin frowned.

   Then, Yi Rin temporarily put the question back in his mind and asked: "Master Chunhan, you said, I came to find the answer to Zen Master Tianxin, but Zen Master Tianxin passed away before he gave the answer."

"No, Master Tianxin has already told the 'answer' to the Taiyi benefactor." Perhaps because of the limited cultivation of Master Chunhan, he could not see through the person in front of him at a glance like the dead Zen Master Tianxin, who was in the Xuanmen a hundred years ago. Lin Yi, who left behind a fierce name and various legends in the world, still calls Yi Rin "Taiyi".

  I saw tears in Master Chunhan's eyes, pointing to the fallen body of Master Tianxin.

   When Master Tianxin fell, each of his hands maintained a strange gesture.

   The left hand bends and bends the flower, and the right index finger stands up alone.

  When he fell, the only index finger on his right hand was pointed stiffly in a certain direction.

   "Ah this... Master means: In the South?"

  When Yi Rin saw the riddle left by Zen Master Bai Tianxin with his life,

   was stunned for a moment.

   After a while, Yi Lin folded his hands towards the body of Zen Master Tianxin, in admiration.

   (end of this chapter)