i might be a big shot

Li Xinglun's heart was in his throat, afraid that Zhang Kong Zhuoyu would blurt out something like "So I may have been a Buddhist cultivator in my previous life, it seems that it would be better for me to shave my hair", so he looked nervously at Zhang Kong Zhuoyu's jet-black hair. With long hair, fingertips move slightly, thinking that before Master shaves his head, he should touch that long hair to satisfy his hand addiction?

Fortunately, Changkong Zhuoyu was less sensitive to his identity this time, and instead said to the Buddha statue: "It seems that this Buddha statue is real, and it also has deep Buddha power, and it is disguised to protect this little one." Town, I am afraid that even the Mozong people have not discovered the existence of the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue sits in the county government, and it is the amulet of the whole town. Rational. If the Buddha power of the county government is not destroyed, the town will not be so easily turned into ruins. What happened 800 years ago?"

Li Xinglun took advantage of the time when Chang Kong Zhuoyu lowered his head to meditate, walked forward slowly, looked at his long hair, twitched his fingertips violently a few times, finally lifted it up, and stroked gently on the smooth black hair After a while, the soft touch passed from the fingertips to the bottom of his heart, turning his heart into a warm spring.

Although he hadn't reached the Nascent Soul stage yet, Li Xinglun had already realized what his inner demon would be.

From the moment he fell to the bottom of the Broken Soul Valley, the only thing that could touch his heart was the jade in the sky.

Forget it, his master's appearance is peerless, it doesn't matter whether he has hair or not, with one more identity, Zhuoyu in the sky will be very happy.

Thinking of this, Li Xinglun said very proactively and caringly: "Master, when I entered here, this place was still in ruins. Only after you step in, Master, will it become a Buddhist hall. And Master, you also said that this place is under the protection of Buddha's power." The county government, the Buddhist hall at the foot of the Shaking Peak has been hidden for so many years, so it must not be easily cracked by external force. But Master, you have changed as soon as you entered the Buddhist hall. Could it be... Master, you were related to Buddhist cultivation before?"

Sure enough, Changkong Zhuoyu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Xinglun with admiring eyes, with "a child can be taught" written all over his face.

"Teacher, let me tell you how we hit it off right away at the bottom of the Broken Soul Valley. I really hope to accept you as my apprentice. It turns out that it's because you and I hit each other so well." Changkong Zhuoyu nodded, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. Shoulder.

Encouraged by Li Xinglun, he continued: "Furthermore, there are actually two things to prove that you are related to Buddhist practice. First, when Shushan was robbed, the Buddhist seal of Master Wuyin had been reversed, and your sword Let the seal of Buddha be formed, I think it has something to do with your Buddha power; secondly, master, your attitude towards your own gender seems to have the Buddhist principle of "color is emptiness is color" in it."

Li Xinglun originally thought that after finishing speaking this time, Changkong Zhuoyu would be very excited to come up with the identity of a Buddhist cultivator and quickly put himself on him. Who knew that this time Changkong Zhuyu actually looked up at the Buddha statue, and only smiled wryly after a long time.

I have never seen a situation where the identity was sent to the door but the master didn't want it!Li Xinglun felt a little uneasy, could it be true this time?Just because it was true, Master dared not admit it.

Li Xinglun felt a block in his heart when he thought that all the four elements of the Buddhist school were empty and he would not be emotional.He helped him become a master to make him happy, and he didn't really hope that Zhuoyu in the sky was a Buddhist cultivator.Anyway, in Li Xinglun's eyes, his master has nothing to do with the pair of identities he imagined, and he must be neither.

But... what if this is it?

In fact, if Changkong Zhuoyu is a Buddhist cultivator, then his incomprehensible strength can be explained.It is much more difficult for Buddhist cultivators to achieve true results than for true practitioners. Most practitioners practice step by step. As long as the realm is reached, the cause and effect will not be too many, and the sky will not be serious, and they will be able to ascend smoothly.But Buddhist practice is to cultivate merits and virtues. If the merits and virtues are not cultivated enough in this life, we will cultivate them in the next life.The strength of Buddhist cultivators in previous generations has often surpassed that of heavenly immortals, but they still cannot reach the state of Dzogchen due to insufficient merit.Moreover, the merits are easily depleted, and if one breaks the precepts a little, it is possible that several lifetimes of practice will be ruined in one go.During the many lifetimes of cultivation, if he was accidentally beaten to death in one lifetime, he would never be able to reincarnate again.

The current strength of Zhuoyu in the sky can only be achieved by Buddha cultivators of many lifetimes.

Li Xinglun's heart was getting colder and colder. He had delusional thoughts about Zhuoyu in the sky, but he and he were still masters and apprentices. Even if a cultivator can become a Taoist couple, such a relationship is not tolerated by the righteous way.Li Xinglun came to Shaking Heaven Peak this time with the intention of becoming a demon. Demon cultivators never cared about these things. There are demon cultivators of the Yin-Yang sect, and the relationship between master and apprentice is very chaotic. The cultivators seem normal.

Of course Li Xinglun would not be as chaotic as the Yin Yang sect, he was single-minded in Zhuoyu in the sky.But if Chang Kong Zhuo Yu is a Buddhist cultivator, and if all thoughts are really empty, even if he is possessed by a demon, it is impossible for him to exchange for a little bit of love from Chang Kong Zhuo Yu.

He looked at his master complicatedly in his heart, and very much hoped that Changkong Zhuoyu would take this identity on him, so that he could scoff at it, and believed very definitely that Changkong Zhuyu must not be a Buddhist cultivator of many lifetimes.

After a long time, Chang Kong Zhuoyu heaved a long sigh, turned his head to Li Xinglun with a melancholy face, and said, "Disciple, I have racked my brains for so long as a teacher, but I really can't think of a reasonable explanation to make the Buddhas Putting Xiu's identity together with several other identities, being a teacher... oh, it's too difficult."

Li Xinglun: "..."

Is that so?He was so nervous!

And is identity a treasure?The left one and the right one are all hugged in their arms, and they are reluctant to let go of each other, they must be safe on their own bodies.

It's just... so cute.

Li Xinglun slowly approached Changkong Zhuoyu, held a strand of his hair that was curled up in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Who stipulates that Master can't be a Buddha of past lives? Does one have to practice Buddha after all the Buddhas of past lives? Thousands, seeing all the various states of life, Guanyin also has thousands of postures, each of which is a taste and enlightenment."

"You mean..." Changkong Zhuoyu's eyes became bright again, as if stars were falling from them, extremely bright.

Li Xinglun resisted the urge to come forward to kiss the corner of his eyes, held the lock of hair tighter, and said in a hoarse voice: "Whether it's a thousand kalpas of blood, or Shushan Sword Immortal, it's all your identity, Master, when you comprehend Buddhism. "

"That makes sense!" Changkong Zhuoyu nodded vigorously, turned his head to look at the Buddha statue, but felt a little pain because his hair was being pulled by Li Xinglun.

He looked back at the ends of his hair, and saw Li Xinglun clutching it tightly, rarely showing a very embarrassed look: "Disciple, do you have to shave to be a teacher?"

The two things Changkong Zhuoyu cares about the most, the first is "I am a big shot, any powerful identity in the cultivation world is me", and the second is "I am the most beautiful in the world, the first to have style and the first to have Temperament", the identity of a Buddhist cultivator obviously conflicts with his own ideals.

Li Xinglun smiled slightly and said: "Master is beautiful no matter what, the red clothes are like the setting sun, burning the entire sky like flames; the white clothes are like the moon in the sky, and the soft white light can illuminate the dark night; Inverted; the black clothes are like a dark night, mysterious and attractive. Long hair flutters in the wind, and the bones are immortal; the bald head..."

Seeing Chang Kong Zhuoyu's eyes glowing when he heard the word "bald head", Li Xinglun quickly changed his words: "If Master is shaved and wears a monk's robe, he must be as elegant as a lotus in the heart of a lake. Zhuo Qinglian is not a demon."

Smiling for Bo Changkong, Li Xinglun almost piled all the nice words he had learned in the past 20 years on him.

Sure enough, the master showed a smile that made Li Xinglun's heart burst into anger, and said with satisfaction: "Disciple, what you said is too reasonable."

The eyes of the two met, their eyes were actually glued together, intertwined and unable to separate.

Li Xinglun stared at Changkong Zhuoyu firmly, and Changkong Zhuyu took two steps back after being watched by Li Xinglun for a while, and asked in doubt: "Strange, disciple, did you learn some soul control technique? Looking at it, I feel that the soul is a little unstable, as if it is about to leave the body? It shouldn't be, as a teacher who is so powerful, how can he be affected by your golden core stage soul control technique?"

Li Xinglun: "..."

He really doesn't know how this relationship will go on.

Faced with the question of Zhuoyu in the sky, Li Xinglun could only say: "Where do I know the soul control technique? Even if I do, it's impossible to use it on Master. I just... just have a sincere heart for Master."

"Well," Changkong Zhuoyu nodded, "I naturally know your loyalty."

Li Xinglun: "...let's study this town."

For carving jade in the sky, it is still necessary to boil the frog in warm water and draw it slowly.Li Xinglun doesn't expect Chang Kong Zhuoyu to love him as much as he loves him, he just hopes that his master can look at him with different eyes, with eyes tainted with love, that's enough.

After hearing Li Xinglun's words, Changkong Zhuoyu decided to forget the feeling that he was completely unfamiliar with and that he couldn't control with his strength, and quickly turned his attention to the Buddha statue.

"I have a guess in my mind, I don't know if it's right." Changkong Zhuoyu stepped forward and touched the lotus platform at the base of the Buddha statue without hesitation, "Since the power of the Buddha is boundless, why can't even the Buddha statue itself be complete?"

I don't know what Changkong Zhuoyu did, but with a little force, the face of the Buddha statue suddenly began to fall off like peeling skin, and fell one by one, until the Buddha statue became small, only the size of a palm, leaving behind In Changkong's jade carving hand is a Jade Buddha.

The moment the Jade Buddha appeared, the scenery of the entire Buddhist hall changed drastically, and it changed back to the appearance of the county government.

"Is the Buddhist hall an illusion or the county government is an illusion?" Li Xinglun asked puzzled.

"It's both, and it's not." Changkong Zhuoyu said, "If you want to know the weirdness of this Buddhist temple and this small town, I'm afraid you have to look at the day of the new moon. Let's stay here for now and wait for the new moon in ten days. Night of the moon."