The stars twinkled in the night sky, and the surroundings were peaceful.

In Leiyue Temple, Guo Xuanwu walked slowly with heavy steps, sighing secretly in his heart. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. The power of the Confucian-Laohui Association is too huge, even if you successfully break into it.

Internally, if you want to subvert it, without the backing of peerless martial arts, the hope of success is slim.

"Forget it, don't think about this anymore! Now that I'm here, it's unreasonable not to pay homage to the tombs of Mo Teng and Zhu Lan, the founders of Lei Yue Temple!"

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and walked towards the tombs of the two eminent monks.

"The alternation of the four seasons is orderly, and spring, summer, autumn and winter are also impermanent; wind, rain, thunder and lightning contain the five elements, and everything is inseparable from one palm; the body has wisdom roots and spiritual thoughts, which are hidden in the hearts of all things in the world; the Buddha's light shines all over the nine heavens, and Nirvana is a dream of reincarnation."

A stone tablet stood beside the tombs of the two venerables. Guo Xuanwu stood quietly in front of the tomb, carefully chewing the poem engraved on the stone tablet, and he felt respect arise in his heart.

Just as he was deep in thought, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder!

"Fuck!"

This sudden shot scared Guo Xuanwu so much that he flew up to the sky like a frightened cat, screaming and running up to the top of one of the tombs!

Judging from Guo Xuanwu's current skills, even a top master like You Tianxing would not be able to get so close to him without being noticed. At this moment, he was touched on the back without even realizing it, and was even patted!

Guo Xuanwu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. If someone wanted to kill him, he would not even know how he died!

He stood on the top of the tomb and took a closer look. Standing in front of him were two old monks!

I saw that the person on the left was about 1.8 meters tall, skinny, with white eyebrows and droopy cheeks, big ears and shoulders, a pair of shining eyes, and a pair of big plate-like hands holding a bamboo broom tightly.

The one on the right is plump, about 1.75 meters tall, with thick eyebrows, a solemn face, a serious smile, bright eyes, shining with the light of wisdom, and holding a Qi in his right hand.

Eyebrow-high green bamboo sticks.

Under the bright moonlight, apart from their shiny bald heads, the two old monks had nothing special about them. They were in no way comparable to Master Taichang and Master Taihui in Guo Xuanwu's impression.

However, when Guo Xuanwu saw them for the first time, he felt that there was a charm that could not be described in words, as if they were made from nature, and they did not look like mortals. These were Taichang and Taihui.

What the two masters don't have.

This feeling flashed through Guo Xuanwu's heart. When he took a second look, this feeling disappeared without a trace. There were just two old monks standing in front of him.

"Hey! Young man, why are you stepping on other people's graves? Isn't this too disrespectful?" the old monk on the left holding the broom asked accusingly.

Guo Xuanwu's face was suddenly filled with shame, he jumped down quickly, clasped his fists and bowed: "It's so late at night, are you two masters still asleep?"

"Alas! As you get older, you sleep less. The more you move your muscles and bones, the stronger your body will be."

"You don't need to go to the grave in the middle of the night to sweep the floor to move your muscles and bones, right? I think your old man's body is inconvenient. Do you need help from a junior?" Guo Xuanwu asked, looking at the broom in his hand.

The thin old monk smiled kindly and said: "Although the broom is an ordinary broom, the floor it sweeps is not ordinary. Can you use it?"

Guo Xuanwu didn't go into details. He knew that the older the monks were, the more they liked to talk about Zen. He patted his chest and said with a smile: "Of course the land here is not ordinary land. It is the cemetery of the two holy monks! I

I am a junior, young and strong, so I should help my teachers and parents sweep the floor! Besides, I am not a stubborn kid from a wealthy family. I have been doing things like washing pots, washing dishes, sweeping floors, and building houses since I was a child.

!hey-hey!"

"Well! No wonder you are so strong and smart, you are quite a man!" The thin old monk nodded approvingly.

Then he shook his head and said: "But you are still too young and don't know how to sweep the floor!"

Guo Xuanwu was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and said, "No way? Do you have any knowledge on how to sweep the floor?"

The old monk's eyes were bright and he smiled and said: "There are many kinds of earth. What I am sweeping is people's 'heart'. Can you sweep it?"

Guo Xuanwu was immediately stunned!

"Heart? How can you conquer this person's heart?"

Guo Xuanwu clasped his fists and bowed again, and said respectfully: "I really don't know how to sweep this place. The master's broom is heavier than a mountain. I can't lift it. How should I sweep this place? I hope you will give me some advice."

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At this time, another old monk with thick eyebrows, ringed eyes and graceful posture said impatiently: "Sweep the floor! Sweep the floor! Sweep away all the desires in your heart, sweep away the void and leave no room!"

Guo Xuanwu was shocked on the spot!

These few words were like a bell ringing in his mind, each word was like a revelation, causing Guo Xuanwu to fall into deep thought and stand there motionless, like a clay or wood sculpture.

"Sweep away all thoughts and desires...leave no room...sweep away all infatuation, greed, and hatred...sweep it away until there is no self, no other, no object, no form...isn't this exactly what Master Taichang meant by 'nothing'

The realm of..."

Guo Xuanwu slowly entered a state of enlightenment. Unfortunately, God failed, and Guo Xuanwu's state of enlightenment was interrupted after less than half a minute, causing him to miss an excellent opportunity for enlightenment!

"Someone is here, and it's an old friend after all!" The old monk holding the broom smiled slightly.

Under the moonlight, in the distance, a colorful sedan chair carried by eight people was floating in the sky above the purple bamboo forest. Eight pretty girls were flying beside the sedan chair, their skirts fluttering like fairies, and colorful flowers were floating in the air.

The petals flew towards this side in an unhurried manner.

"No! Although there is a woman in the sedan chair, she is very young and not an old friend!" The graceful old monk's white eyebrows trembled slightly.

"Oh, it's really the wrong time to come!"

"It's because he hasn't had the opportunity yet, and he has his own plans. It seems that the world is going to be bloody again!"

"Oh! Let's go! The world is dominated by young people now, let's not get in the way and be annoying!"

"makes sense!"

A few words from the two old monks made Guo Xuanwu wake up from his epiphany. He wondered in his heart: "What are they talking about? What opportunity has not come? Where are the old friends..."

When he was surprised, he saw that the skinny old monk's left hand suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light. He raised his palm like a knife and slashed towards the void. A huge crack was opened in the space in front of him, and there was light in the crack.

There was a blinding light!

The bright light disappeared in a flash, and Guo Xuanwu looked again. The two old monks had disappeared, but there was still a broom and a green bamboo stick lying on the ground!

"Is this a dream?"

Guo Xuanwu was shocked and incomprehensible, but the broom and bamboo sticks on the ground were actually lying there, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

Just when he was stunned, another small crack suddenly opened in the void, and a strong light came out!

In the strong light, a bald head poked out, it was the old monk with a graceful figure!

I saw him smiling at Guo Xuanwu and saying, "Are you coming?"

Guo Xuanwu was so shocked that he murmured: "You...are you humans...or gods..."

The old monk sighed and said: "The intersection of reality and reality is so close to the end of the world. It is impossible to understand it with your current skills! You are a spirit child from another world, why don't you observe yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crack closed again!

"Wait a moment!"

Guo Xuanwu suddenly woke up and chased after him, but he was in vain. He suddenly had mixed feelings and stayed on the spot!
Chapter completed!