When monk Huiming was arrested, people looked at him and became strange.
"I dare to ask you, little master, you can't even protect yourself right now. Chen wants to kill again. What do you do?"
When Chen Jiezhi arrives at Huiming's back, he sticks his palm close to the back of the opponent's heart, and he will not give the other party a chance to show the magic power of Buddhism.
"I have no choice but to try my best."
Hui Ming put his hands together: "I believe that everyone in the world has good intentions, but he may be forced by the situation. If the external environment does not compel people to be helpless, we should not be hostile to each other."
Chen Jiezhi said slowly, "but now even little master, your life is also in the hands of Chen. You can't even save yourself if you do it.
Little master, if you really want to save people, you might as well get rid of yourself and put down your words. If Chen dares to kill, you will retaliate and kill Chen's nephew.
In this way, Chen may be afraid, and the lives of the Tang army and yourself will have to be saved. "
"What you said is a way." The young monk said: "but this method, the poor monk really can't do it."
Chen Jiezhi waved his hand and ordered his men to take away the prisoners of the Tang Army:
"do you know, little master, these people can live as long as they put down their weapons and surrender?"
Huiming said: "I don't know, but the benefactor has the virtue of good life. This is the blessing of all living beings."
"Those who have the virtue of good life are the city masters of Chang'an." "We are just following your Majesty's example," Chen said
Monk Huiming said, "that's great..."
However, he was interrupted by Chen Jiezhi again: "however, Chen has just said something, but there has never been any falsehood. If we fall under the knife of the eastern Tang Dynasty, no one can survive!"
Monk Huiming looked heavy: "if the poor monk has a chance, he will also save people from the East Tang sword."
"If you have a chance, it's hard to say." Chen Jiezhi personally escorted him back to Chang'an: "it's up to my majesty to decide."
Monk Huiming was sent all the way back to Chang'an.
Zhang Dongyun can't help but smile when he understands the whole story.
Mr. Wu Yun, who was projected by him, told Chen Jiezhi to return to Hexi county to continue to open up territory, and then led the young monk to Daming Palace.
At the same time, he called Shen Herong.
The girl turned into a young scholar, dressed in white, sitting at the head of Zhang Dongyun.
Mr. Wu Yun takes the monk down in the hall.
Huiming adjusted his clothes and looked up at Zhang Dongyun, who was shrouded in brilliance above. He put his palms together: "poor monk Huiming, I've met the city Lord."
Zhang Dongyun sat on the top without opening his mouth.
The scholar in white chuckled: "I heard that the little master imitated the Buddha to cut meat and feed the eagle?"
Hui Ming said: "I was taught by my master since childhood, and Buddhist disciples should be compassionate."
"Mercy?" The scholar in white laughs: "it's just power."
Huiming's palms closed: "the benefactor is heavy. The Buddha just can't bear to die. He has to give up himself."
"It's better to give up oneself than to give up others." The scholar in White said calmly, "but still do not change the nature of power domination."
He looked at the young monk calmly: "the eagle just wants to eat the meat of pigeon. Why does it want to eat the meat of Buddha? The Buddha gave his own flesh, but that was based on his taking away the eagle's right to choose. "
The scholar said with a smile: "yes, the eagle has one choice left, that is, do not eat Buddha's meat, and then starve to death."
Huiming frowned: "is it natural survival of the fittest? The Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle, but he hoped that both birds could survive and that both lives could be saved. "
"It is the Buddha who decides the survival of the fittest."
The scholar said casually: "he can choose to eliminate only one or both, but he finally chooses not to eliminate two."
Huiming frowned more and more tightly.
The scholar's tone was always relaxed: "in this story, of course, I can see the compassion of Buddha, but I can also see that all living beings are unequal.
Buddha can decide his own life and death, can decide the life and death of pigeons, can determine the life and death of eagles.
But the eagle, he can only choose to resist the Buddha to die, or to live according to the Buddha. "
Hearing this, Huiming looked more relaxed: "all living beings are always equal, but most people are fascinated by practice, so it's difficult to see the nature of mind. Buddha is only one step ahead, and all living beings can become Buddhas through practice."
"Is that so?" The scholar asked, "it seems that the reason why Eagles eat pigeons is that Eagles practice more than pigeons and are closer to Buddha."
"killing karma is an evil karma. I can't understand this view. In the next life, the eagle becomes a dove, and the pigeon becomes an eagle Hui Ming said.
The scholar said with a smile: "so the eagle of this life is the pigeon of the previous life, and the pigeon of this life is the eagle of the last life."
Huiming's two palms in one hand: "retribution for injustice and endless reincarnation. The Buddha is merciful, self sacrifice to save each other and cut off the criminal cause.""Well said, so the Buddha is not in charge of their life and death, nor is he saving them, but is waking them up?"
The scholar clapped: "if the eagle refuses to eat the Buddha's flesh and dies, it's its own obsession. It can't be regarded as the killing industry of Buddha, is it?"
"Naturally..." Huiming said half, but some hesitation.
Zhang Dongyun suddenly knocked on the armrest of the chair: "that's it."
The scholar in white smiles and stops speaking.
Little monk Huiming looks up.
"The man you want to save will not die, but you hinder me from doing things in Chang'an." Zhang Dongyun imitates the voice of the evil emperor.
I'm sorry that I didn't know the truth.
The elder has the virtue of good life, and does not make many murders. I admire him very much.
To show my apology, if you have something to tell me, I will do what I can.
However, I beg your pardon. The war is not the blessing of the people after all. If we can have a peace talk and truce, it will benefit all the people. I hope you will think twice. "
Hearing this, Zhang Dongyun did not get angry, but said, "under my rule, the common people are happier than under any other rule."
Huiming opened her mouth, but she choked.
At this time, the scholar in White said again: "facts speak louder than words. Little master, you might as well walk around Chang'an, and then walk under the rule of the eastern Tang Dynasty. Everything is self-evident."
"The benefactor is right."
Monk Huiming nodded: "I had planned to go to Xinyuan County in the north of the eastern Tang Dynasty.
I met some villagers who had fled there before, and said that there was a magic dragon there, which made the local people have to leave their hometown.
I want to go there and help the people drive out the magic dragon. "
What he said was unintentional, but the other two in the hall listened intentionally.
"Magic dragon? It's rare. "
Zhang Dongyun's tone seemed casual: "I will not blame you for bringing this magic dragon back to Chang'an, Hexi county."
When monk Huiming heard this, he was a little surprised, but he immediately agreed to come down: "as long as I can capture this demon, I will bring it back for the elder."
He does not lie, Chang'an does not send people to stare at him, he left, will certainly bring back the magic dragon.
If you don't catch it, you'll come back and explain it.
"Set out later, and someone will be with you." Zhang Dongyun said.
Monk Huiming thought he was spying on him, but he didn't mind: "if I understand, I will follow the arrangement of the elder."
The young monk left the hall.
In the hall, the scholar in white changed back to a ten year old girl.
"Why bully children?" Zhang Dongyun's tone is calm.
"He's too tender. How can he be so easily shaken if he changes his bald head? The little sister didn't go around him
Shen He Rong said with a smile: "however, it's not easy to cultivate the seventh state of Buddhism at a young age. It's true that Buddhism talks about epiphany, but the more so, the more it shows that the young monk is gifted."
Little monk Huiming, who is only 16 years old, has reached the seventh level of Buddhism and Xumi realm.
Even with Shen He Rong's vision, he is also a genius in Buddhism.
Zhang Dongyun didn't give much comment on monk Huiming. He just looked at Shen and said, "you really play harder than before."
"I'll make you laugh."
After Shen and Rong laughed, he looked serious: "although YECHUAN county and Xinyuan county are far apart, they should be eleven elder brothers."
Aokong, the "king of ape and dragon", is also the blood of two demons: the demon ape and the magic dragon.
Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly.
He was puzzled.
Are you going to be beaten in the face?
When talking with Shen and Rong before, they both judged that as long as there was no big accident, aokong, who was in a bad state, could only become a mountain moving demon ape, not a magic dragon.
Is it really a big accident?
Zhang Dongyun was curious.
What's the change out of the situation?
"I will go to Xinyuan county with the little monk again." Shen He Rong's childish face was full of seriousness.
"I'll give it to twelve sisters." Zhang Dongyun nodded.
"Although the younger sister has recently broken through to the eighth level, there may have been new changes in which side of the 11th brother, and we have to guard against it."
Shen and Rong said: "Qingtian eye little sister is still carrying, if there is a situation, then maybe need big brother's advice."
"Don't worry." Zhang Dongyun said.
Shen and Rong, as the maid of Daming Palace, went on the road with little monk Huiming.
At the beginning, Huiming thought that Chang'an city sent people to watch him to prevent him from escaping secretly.
But at the moment, looking at mingyixue, who looks a few years younger than himself, he has some doubts about the intention of the Lord of Chang'an.
With a simple nature, he couldn't help but review himself, who used to treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain.Huiming finds the girl in front of him and looks at his head quietly.
Noticing Huiming's eyes, the girl quickly lowered her head.
Huiming asked with a smile, "what's the matter?"
The girl hesitated a little, and her voice was clear and crisp: "brother, your hair..."
Huiming suddenly said, "yes, there are not many Buddhist disciples here. No wonder you are curious. The poor monk is a monk. After shaving, he naturally has no hair."
The girl regained her composure and nodded her head like a little adult: "I see."
Huiming can't help but smile at this, and takes the girl out of the city.
The girl straightened her hat.
There is a sky blue pearl in the hat.
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