The original heart, the animal nature, the human nature, the emotion, the morality, the original heart.

It forms a complete person, a complete ‘me’.

These are these complete ‘I’.

Morality binds the heart and urges human nature.

But only by purely abiding by the "original heart" can we exert our greatest strength.

But if you allow your original heart to develop your animal nature, you will become uncontrollable, become vicious, fall into the path of others, and fall into the dust.

Fall into this desire.

How to balance them

Li Wei murmured, thinking of the white tiger demon in his heart.

Mr. Baishan, it’s been so long since I saw you, but fortunately, you don’t know how he has become now after so many years.

Qishan Temple.

There are no gold ornaments and carved railings in Buddhist temples, and there are no gorgeous and precious things.

Some of them are only waves of Buddhist sings.

It seems that someone recites it, but it seems that no one recites it.

The scriptures are there, playing, ringing

It is ethereal and erratic, and on the top of this Qishan Temple, there is only a monk wearing a gray robe.

Every sentence of his scripture is filled with great peace. Although there is no magical charm contained in it, it can allow those who hear this magical charm to enjoy the true meaning of joy.

And those who believe in him, those who love him, surround the mountains and listen to the voices of monks.

Listen to his Buddha's voice and his understanding.

The middle-aged monk in gray robe had a slight and erratic eyes, as if he felt someone's arrival and stopped reciting scriptures.

A man with a white monk's robe descended to Qishan Temple. Although the man was wearing a white robe, he could not hide his strange look.

When his figure appeared, a larger Buddha light and rounds of magic power burst out from all over the mountains and forests.

"Mystery, dare to approach Master Xuancang!"

The magic power around him rushed forward, and it was surrounded by Xuan Cang.

Xuan Cang, who had no magic power, was surrounded by people with great magic powers.

Whether it is a human, a demon, or a monster, many people agree from the heart, surrounding this Buddhist saint.

Love and respect him and protect him.

Keep him from being hurt.

The combination of all kinds of magic powers has become a force that can burn mountains and boil the sea.

The young monk in white looked like a white monk, but he gently tapped his finger and a strange scarlet magic power floated out.

The power of burning mountains and boiling the sea was returned to them by these six realms of reincarnation.

They were burned to death by their powerful power.

"Can you stop killing?" Xuan Cang sighed and said, "They are nothing more than innocent Buddhist believers."

"Are you protecting them?"

Jueming withdrew his magic power, and there was blood red behind him. Although many practitioners were shocked and stared at him, they did not come forward rashly. He joked: "Is it because they respect you?"

"Amitabha, all sentient beings are pity in my eyes." Xuan Cang clasped his hands together and said softly.

"Monster, you have betrayed Buddhism and want to do something to Master Xuancang again!" One of the injured fish demons forced a catalytic force to stop Jueming.

Not only him, but also the practitioners who have not yet died have come to help him.

I swear to protect Xuan Cang.

Faced with these monsters rushing forward, Jueming just laughed, laughed wildly, laughed angryly, and laughed.

There is no intention of concealing one's emotions.

"You hypocritical things are now here to shout and protect Master Xuan Cang and swear allegiance to him. But when he walked the westward journey again, when he was in danger, where are these loyal believers who shouted to protect him?"

"It's just that you have attained enlightenment and achieved success. These things that don't know what you are, can come here to protect you, and gain inner satisfaction or progress in your cultivation."

"What is protected is not 'Xuan Cang', but the 'master' recognized by the Buddha."

Jueming, who has always rarely shown his crazy mood, now shows his crazy attitude and despise these followers.

Perhaps it was because of the pain that was poked into the heart and the face was dull, and the voices of these yelling monks were a little less.

Xuan Cang put his hands together, looked at Jueming in front of him, and said softly: "The donor has fallen into the devil's obstacle."

Then, Xuan Cang continued to recite the Heart Sutra, and wanted to "send" the enlightenment.

But Jueming has been accustomed to him for a long time. Every time he meets, Xuan Cang will use the same method to "pass" him.

And every time, it is just a return of nothing accumulated over and over again.

Jueming, where is it so easy to "cross" and where can it be "crossed".

"You can save all living beings, but you can't save me." Jueming held his chin and shook his head and said, "Let's give up."

"I want to save all living beings, and I want to save you." Xuan Cang said lightly: "It is what I wish, it is my Buddhist Dharma, and that's it."

"Hmph, then you can try it."

Jueming narrowed his eyes and said, "In ten days, I will appear in the Lingshan Daleiyin Temple."

"You are no longer a Buddhist, but a Buddha's enemy. If you appear there, you will only be punished by the Buddha." Xuan Cang said.

"Hahaha, I won't understand the Buddhist teachings of Da Leiyin Temple."

Jueming just said lightly: "But, I want to go there to see if I can absorb more people with eyes and beads, so that they can be devoted to my six realms of reincarnation, and become the foundation of the future paradise of the world, and food."

Not for Buddhism, just for killing.

The Buddhist audience around them were frightened and couldn't help but feel frightened. This is the real demon, the real demon.

The Demon Monk Jueming? The Demon Monk Jueming!

At this time, after Jueming announced the matter, a bloody storm turned into another storm and left.

And Xuan Cang just looked at Jueming's disappearing scarlet shadow.

Xuan Cang knew that this time he came, he was telling himself.

I don’t know how many people in the Great Leiyin Temple are staring at him, mixed with fish and dragons, monsters and strange demons, and evil ways. They all have everything, all staring at the Buddhist teachings and all staring at his Xuancang’s ‘Tang Monk’s flesh’.

But if Xuan Cang insists on going, Jueming will also go there.

As many times in the past, at the most dangerous times, the person called the "demon monk" will always stand in front of him.

"I must go to Leiyin Temple."

Xuan Cang clasped his hands together and said softly.

"Only when I get enlightenment, Mingxiao's true 'Zen' can have enough Buddhist teachings to save you."

Then Xuan Cang recited the scriptures to save the victims just now, and after healing the tiger, he returned to his meditation room, and took his own wrapping robes and a Zen staff.

Just like the way to the west, walk to the opening of Lingshan and walk to the opening of Buddha.

Unlike the last time he was lonely, this time he had just stepped out of the temple gate, and he was surrounded by all of them.

Powerful, overwhelming.
Chapter completed!