Sacrifice

Playing the harp under the curtain, I can't bear to see the autumn moon.

In the spacious inner room, konghou sat under the rolled up gauze curtain, playing the phoenix-headed konghou with delicate hands.

Ding Dong's music carried a hint of sadness, passing through her heart like flowing water, and the moonlight fell in, reflecting on her pale face, making her even more desolate.

She was wearing a light yellow long dress, with a hanging cloud bun loosely pulled up, without a ring, her head was half down, revealing her slender neck, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

A few steps away, Master Xianxin stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the bright stars in the sky.

He smiled slightly when a certain star suddenly burst into radiance.

"Your luck is better than being a teacher."

Kong Hou stopped her hand, she said softly, "It's just a fluke."

"The cultivation base of the bodhisattva has been improved, and the day of your breakthrough may not be far away." Xian Xin withdrew his gaze from a distance, and looked at his apprentice, "Your cultivation base is higher than him, this time you should be able to do it in the future." Enter the small world and advance to the Jindan."

Kong Hou nodded lightly and remained silent.

"What's wrong with your recent practice?"

Konghou got up, knelt down beside Xianxin, and softly explained the incomprehensions she had encountered in her recent practice. Master Xianxin casually explained a few words, and suddenly asked, "Your Konghou thirteen strings are cultivated. how's it going?"

Kong Hou said calmly, "I'm about to enter the eighth string."

"That's good." Master Xianxin sighed softly, "I use the Luoshu book as the foundation of the Dao. Even if I can't attribute the Luo book book to the sect, I still have to pass down its method. The thirteen strings of the konghou are based on my guess The mental method created over the years, practiced to a high level, from the Yin Guanren, listening to his voice to know the world's affairs, to a certain extent, it is quite the effect of the river atlas, who knows... the generation of Wuyin Temple There is actually a person who can subdue the Hetu scroll, and your cultivation base is greatly affected by him, which is a mistake for the teacher."

Kong Hou smiled faintly, "Master, don't say too much, it is a great honor for the disciple to practice this method with the master. As for the influence of the bodhisattva on the disciple... If you can pass this test, How do you know it’s not another world?”

Xian Xin turned her head back, looked at her little apprentice quietly, and sighed softly, he has taken in five apprentices, only the youngest one is the one who suits him the most, and also resembles him the most. Luo Shuchu, who I have studied for many years, taught her, but who would have thought that... it really is God's will.

The day before yesterday, the bodhisattva seemed restless and possessed the appearance of being insane. That night, Konghou tossed and turned. When practicing cross-legged, he was full of demons and almost became insane. On the second day, he had no energy all day and talked about things without any results. But fortunately, the bodhisattva was not interested, and Qinghu's daughter was innocent, so there was no loss.

Xianxin rubbed his temples with a headache. Tonight, Boye's life star burst out into a radiant light, covering up the sky full of stars. Konghou's previous problems disappeared in an instant. Is it possible that the smoothness of Konghou's cultivation in the future depends on that Boye Can't the little monk succeed? !

He thought gloomyly, or else, calculate carefully and try to make that bodhisattva return to vulgarity?

Xianxin's depressed bodhisattva is unknown.

When he was about to leave Jiantai, Teng Xiaohong suddenly woke up, which made him extremely happy.

Speaking of which, he gained a lot from this trip to Jiantai. He solved the problem of blood relationship demons, saw through the future path, raised Teng Xiaohong well, and had an intuitive impression of the current masters of the cultivation world.

However, I don’t know if it was intentional by the Bodhisattva. He has not really appeared in the realm of comprehension until now. The other major sects know that Wuyin Temple has produced a Buddhist disciple with extraordinary talent and superb understanding. The head of the sect has never really seen him, let alone those disciples.

I thought that he would still need to play when many disciples competed due to resources, but I didn't expect that the bandit would throw him aside, and he didn't show up until the end.

Pu Ye was not very clear about what Pu Bandit was thinking, but he also knew that this senior would not harm him, except to talk to Qing Que and Kong Hou about things, the rest of the time he would honestly stay in the other courtyard and chant scriptures.

That's why it wasn't until Boye left that he saw the whole picture of Jiantai's surroundings for the first time. The mountain he had an epiphany that day was just a small mountain, but at that time, in his eyes, it was the whole world.

Standing on the flying boat, Bo Ye looked at the sea of ​​clouds and felt that the world was unpredictable. When he went back, his mood was completely different from when he came. Thinking of what happened these days, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Master?" Teng Xiaohong lay on the side of the boat, turned her head to look at Boye, her eyes were full of doubts.

Bo Ye shook his head, without saying a word, he looked back at Teng Xiaohong.

This time Teng Xiaohong transformed again, it was slightly different from before, maybe it was his illusion, now Teng Xiaohong is sometimes a little strange, occasionally looking at him with scrutiny and deep eyes, and his red hair is also full It turned into a deep black, and the sleeves also turned black, almost completely different from the original appearance, except for the still clear eyes.

Pu Ye pointed to a village in the distance, and said softly, "That is where my mother lives, but she has moved away now."

Teng Xiaohong tilted her head, "What does the master's mother look like?"

"She is an ordinary woman." Boye's expression was unusually calm, and now he can peacefully think about the events of his previous life.

"She likes reading, painting, listening to music, and traveling." Puye said reminiscently, "Although she passed away when she was very young, when she thinks of her mother's embrace, she feels warm in her heart."

In the mother's funeral hall, his father's sudden change of attitude made him keep recalling his mother who died young in the later years. The few moments of getting along with each other became more and more beautiful. This is the only memory with colorful colors in his childhood.

Teng Xiaohong looked at the ordinary village through the lingering clouds and mist, with a calm expression and unpredictable eyes.

He always felt that something had changed after he woke up from a sleep.

When he was sleeping, he always dreamed of some gorgeous scenes. Although he would dream of it in the past, it was not as clear as this time.

In the dream, he was dressed in black long clothes, standing above the nine heavens, with a calm expression, while talking and laughing, the sky was filled with blood, flooding the entire world.

There were many people behind him, and they couldn't see what he looked like, but they all respected him.

There were many people standing in front of him, who seemed to be yelling at him, but he didn't hear anything, and then he raised his hand, and the world became quiet.

Someone was joking around him, he frowned, as if he felt very noisy, and then slapped him, and that person disappeared.

Then there is the whiteness all over the sky, the whiteness is dazzling, the whiteness is shocking, a heart-piercing pain rises from the soul, making him extremely painful, restless and uncomfortable.

And every time at this time, a warm current would soothe his soul, allowing him to get a little respite from the painful struggle.

Until that day, in the dark sea of ​​consciousness, the sky was suddenly full of starlight, and that beautiful shimmering light illuminated his hazy heart, and the restless spiritual power in his body was as comfortable as flowing water, in the haze, He will know how to cultivate in the future, how to obtain elixir to improve his aptitude, how to display his discoveries, and how to fight and kill the enemy.

When he woke up, he saw his little master sleeping soundly on the soft couch.

Gently leaning over, the warm current in the dream smelled the same as the owner.

Feeling the red imprint in the Sea of ​​Consciousness again, he instantly understood that his master used his body as a furnace to warm and nourish him with Zifu.

At that time, two thoughts came to his mind.

One is that the little master would really do this, and he knew that the little master would do his best to save him.

There is another idea that...he has been in the world of mortals for eight thousand years, and only then did he know what a sincere heart is.

... Teng Xiaohong looked up at the clouds in the sky, feeling a little stuck.

The old pine tree said that he was rebuilding, but he didn't think of anything all the time, thinking that the old pine tree was fooling him, but now it seems that he does have another memory.

In his body, there is another person's consciousness and thinking, memory and experience.

The old pine tree said his name was Fujiko Yin.

But is he really Fujiko Yin?He has been by the little master's side since he was born. The little master goes to class every morning. He wraps around his head and reads the scriptures. When the little master goes out to sweep the floor, he runs along with the pine needles all over the sky. When the little master wipes the pagoda, he lies on his stomach. Helping pass the rag...

His combat experience was taught by Fajing, his reading and writing was taught by Xiangru, his ability to live in peace with other people was taught by Puhua, and his life... was raised by the little master.

He is Teng Xiaohong, not Teng Ziyin.

Could it be that one day, the rebuilt Tengzi Yin will wake up, and the little master's Teng Xiaohong will disappear?

I will never see my little master again, I will never be able to throw myself into the arms of my little master again, I will never be able to act like a spoiled child again...

As long as she thinks of these, Teng Xiaohong's mood is extremely low and uncomfortable.

After feeling sad, wild hope suddenly appeared in his heart.

If, if he works hard to cultivate and become stronger, will he not be replaced when Fujiko Yin wakes up, and can he truly live as Teng Xiaohong?

He was really, really unwilling to be replaced like this.

"Hey, Master, if one day Xiao Hong disappears, will Master be very sad?"

"Yes." Pu Ye chuckled lightly. He stood on tiptoes, touched Xiaohong's head, and said softly, "Xiaohong is very important. Of course I'm sad that you left."

"The little red is gone, will the master come to find me?"

"As long as Xiaohong doesn't hide, I will definitely find it." Pu Ye leaned on the side of the boat and said with a smile, "What? Does Xiaohong want to run away from home?"

Teng Xiaohong drooped her head, seemed to be thinking about something, and said after a while, "Then what if Xiaohong leaves by herself?"

"Then I wish you a smooth journey!" Bo Ye waved his hands, smiling calmly, "And I will chant scriptures and pray for you during class in the morning and evening!"

For a moment, Bo Ye felt that he was dazzled, and Teng Xiaohong's expression seemed to be about to cry, but in the next second he turned his head and said angrily, "Will Master not stop Xiaohong from leaving? "

Pu Ye looked at Teng Xiaohong quietly, and waited a while, until Teng Xiaohong lowered her head, and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, separation of love and hate, this is a normal thing, people will always meet and then part, if you want to go, If I stop you, won't you leave?"

Teng Xiaohong pursed her lips and remained silent. He clenched his fists and said in a trembling voice, "What if one day, Xiaohong is no longer Xiaohong?"

Pu Ye frowned slightly, he looked at the misty white clouds outside the boat, and said after a while, "No matter what you become, I can always recognize it."

Teng Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, tears came out of his eyes, he turned around suddenly, and ran into the cabin.

Pu Ye was a little confused, so, this Teng Xiaohong...had been injured for so long, why did she become sentimental?

Could it be that the prescription given by Daoist Qingwei has side effects? !

He just wanted to find Teng Xiaohong when he saw Xiangruo walking towards him, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Bo Ye stopped and looked at Xiangruo, "Is there something wrong with Master Nephew?"

Xiangruo nodded with a sullen face, and said with some confusion, "Master, this disciple has always wanted to talk to you."

Bo Ye looked at the sun outside, what's going on today, one or two want to talk to him?

"Please don't take to heart what Uncle Bodhisattva told you a few days ago." Xiangruo looked at Puye seriously, "Master Puddler became a monk halfway, and he is quite displeased with the clear rules and precepts, so for some The precepts seem to be different from most monks, and I have reservations about that."

"As for the beauty and bones, you'd better go back and talk to the master, or talk to the master, don't trust me."

Pu Ye chuckled, "Don't you think I really believe what Brother Pu Bandit said?"

Xiangruo looked embarrassed, but in his heart he acquiesced.

"Senior brother Bodhisattva also makes sense. If you have not experienced it, you are not qualified to comment on it. But I also know that there are some things that are best not even tried. If you take a wrong step, you will be lost forever. Not every day Individuals can be like senior brother Bodhisattva, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

After hearing this, Xiang Ruo let out a sigh of relief, that's great, the uncle has his own sense of proportion!

Xiangruo has been wanting to talk to Boye ever since Bodhisattva educated Boye, but he also felt that it was not appropriate for him to refute it by himself as a nephew, so he struggled for several days. Teng Xiaohong was talking and laughing at the bow of the boat, but couldn't bear it, so she only said a few words.

"Uncle's mind is clear, he has his own universe, it's nephew who is abrupt."

"Where, my nephew Xiangruo has always taken good care of me. I'm really sorry to make my nephew worry about me these few days." Puye smiled, not paying attention, "Three thousand different paths lead to the same way. There was a way in the world thousands of years ago." But there is no way, those ancient sages all understand the heaven and the earth, they don’t have any scriptures, meanings and formulas, but they can go straight to the heart of the Dao, cultivate to the holy position, live the same life as the heavens and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon.”

"Although the scriptures and formulas are good things, they are only the paths left by the predecessors. My generation of cultivators should realize their own paths on the basis of the predecessors. This is the only way. It looks beautiful, but it's not mine, so I won't be as free as Brother Pu Bandit."

In turn, he persuaded Xiangruo, "Nephew, don't recite the scriptures every day, some things can only be relied on by oneself, the way is not in the scriptures, but in this world, this world, this world."

"Don't let the precepts of the scriptures bind your heart."

Xiangruo stared blankly at Boye, and after a while, he sighed in admiration, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, uncle."

After being a confidant sister, Pu Ye got up to find Teng Xiaohong, but after searching for a long time, she found that Teng Xiaohong had run to Pu Bandit's room at some point, and was drinking with Pu Bandit! ! !

Pu Ye stared stiffly at Pu Bandit and Teng Xiaohong as they drank one bowl after another, their faces livid.

He rolled his eyes, it seems that Teng Xiaohong is having a good time!

So he turned around and walked away.

Halfway through the spaceship, Pu Bandit threw Pu Ye and Teng Xiaohong off the ship, and drove away in the spaceship.

After Bo Ye got off the spaceship, he immediately put on a wig, a black robe, and a bamboo hat. Although he is a monk, he still likes to change clothes and walk, after all, the monk's head is too obvious.

A few years ago, Fajing took Boye to Wangqinghai. He was deeply impressed by this road. This time he went to Wangqinghai again, and Boye felt emotional.

Back then, he was a seven-year-old child, and he was protected by Fajing when he was away from home. Even if he competed with the monks in the market for treasures, he still had confidence in his heart. This time he and Teng Xiaohong went out, but Fajing did not know where he was.

But some people can’t talk about it. Just as Bo Ye took Teng Xiaohong, who was familiar with the way, to the nearby market, and stayed in the inn, he had just rested cross-legged for half an hour, and there was a waiter tremblingly leading a beautiful woman like a flower. The woman walked in.

Pu Ye looked at the panic-stricken waiter with a surprised face and said to him, "This female fairy said she was your old friend, and she insisted on asking the young one to lead the way. Look..."

Bo Ye blinked and looked at this female fairy, um, her body is protruding forward and backward, she is wearing a hot red dress with wide sleeves, layers upon layers, delicate and beautiful. Her hair was pulled up high, a heart-returned bun was tied in front of her eyebrows, and two gold hairpins were inserted, making her look glamorous and hot.

The waiter in the shop scrambled and scrambled to bring the person back and ran away. Pu Ye looked at the beauty dryly, before he could say anything, he saw Teng Xiaohong shaking her nose, then her eyes lit up, and she jumped up happily. go up.

"Master Fajing!!"

"..." Puye picked out his ears calmly, "Xiaohong, who do you think he is?"

"He is Master Fajing!" Teng Xiaohong turned her head, not knowing why.

Pu Ye's complexion twisted, he pointed at Fa Jing tremblingly, and asked Teng Xiaohong, "You, how do you know?"

Teng Xiaohong rubbed her nose, "Master Fajing's blood smells like oil, you can tell when you smell it."

"..." Bo Ye couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his face with one hand and said in a sad voice, "Master!! How did you dress up like this!?"

The beauty in red, or the Zen master Fajing who has lost all integrity, said unhurriedly, "What's wrong with this dress? Beauty and ugliness are both in people's hearts. After a hundred years, they will only be a handful of bones. Apprentice, I haven't seen you for a few days. What are you doing?" Got it!"

Pu Ye looked at Fajing up and down with a sullen face, and said slowly, "Master, your earrings are worn backwards."

"..." Fajing was dumbfounded. He reached out and touched the big white pearl on his ear, "Really? Pearls are round, so there's no difference between positive and negative?"

Bo Ye pouted, why did he discuss the pros and cons of earrings with Fa Jing?

He skimmed over this topic, "Is Master hiding from someone?" He remembered the news that had been circulating before he left, "Speaking of which, do you want to congratulate Master for finding a teacher wife for my disciple? Where is the little brother Boguo? I've seen my brother."

Fajing coughed, remembering the absurdity of the screwdriver, and didn't know how to speak.

He thought for a while, and said selectively, "I escaped from the sea of ​​flowers, and the old black dragon is still chasing me. That Boguo...you haven't seen it in the past few years. As for Suxin, she is not you. Mistress."

Pu Ye sneered, "Could it be that the old black dragon is my teacher's wife?!"

Fajing fell silent.

"..." Boye suddenly stood up, pointing at his master with disbelief on his face, "Master, don't tell me this is true!!"

Fa Jingqi slapped Boye on the forehead, "What are you thinking? Nonsense!!"

Only then did Puye let out a long breath, and when he raised his head, he touched Fajing's chest...

It should be said that Jing Yirong is completely natural, especially the breasts, which are really full and plump, soft and elastic to the touch.

Boye's head was full of black lines, "Master, can you change back first?"

Teng Xiaohong leaned to the side, and when she saw it, she curiously stretched out her finger and poked at the breast enhancement. Fajing patted Fei Teng Xiaohong angrily, "What are you touching? This is your grandfather's stomach!!"

At this time, Bo Ye didn't know what expression to use to face his tough master, so Teng Xiaohong asked curiously, "Why is the chest a belly?"

"Hehehe, Master Buddha, my disguise technique is not comparable to the ordinary illusion technique. It just uses a little trick to move the flesh of the whole body." The buttocks, "But the Buddha has become fatter after eating and drinking in Fanhua Haiping. No matter how you move it, there is still an extra mass of meat."

He flipped his hands, and took out a baby-shaped meat ball from the Qiankun bag, plausibly saying, "That's fine, I will separate the extra meat to look like this, and I will run away with my own meat, that old black dragon!" Sure enough, I didn't doubt that there was him, I thought the child was still in my hands, how could I have thought that the real child would have been taken away by Su Xin long ago? Hahahaha, he is a fool!"

Bo Ye tremblingly looked at the lump of meat, his eyes darkened, and before he could say anything, Xiao Hong continued, "Separate the meat? Master Fajing, if you are hungry, can you still divide the meat?" Baked and eaten?"

Fajing looked at Teng Xiaohong contemptuously, "Idiot, what a waste to eat!! There is a saying in Buddhism that you sacrifice your life to feed an eagle. Of course, you must be ready at any time. If there is a need for the Buddha, I will sacrifice it. I will use this piece of meat." Make a break, if you can beat the Buddha, I am a master of Buddhism, if you can't beat it, you will explode yourself, bang, who wouldn't praise the Buddha, my righteousness is beyond the sky?!"

"Anyway, it's another lump of meat after ten meals!!"

Bodhisattva: =mouth=! ! !

——How can my master be so shameless? ! QQ

But Teng Xiaohong's eyes lit up when he heard it, he nodded his head again and again, with a shocked expression on his face, he entertained Fajing very well, he stretched out his slender palm, and touched Teng Xiaohong's "gently" Head, and said, "Although there is a theory of reincarnation in Buddhism, the true nature can only be found after ten generations of practice. If the Buddha in one life is moved by the ordinary heart, it will be a loss! Therefore, people who have no long-term considerations must have near-term worries. Be prepared anytime, anywhere."

"You must know that Grandfather Buddha, I still want to help all people in the world of water and fire. If I, Buddha, die first, then the world will sink into obscurity for the rest of my life because of me, unable to get relief? Then my sin will be serious. !!"

Bo Ye's head was full of black lines, what kind of nonsense is this?There is such a great reason for emotional escape, is it worthy of being my master?

Teng Xiaohong listened thoughtfully, Pu Ye glanced at it and said nothing, Teng Xiaohong is a demon cultivator, and he will face more difficulties in the future than him, so he is sorry for his life... Cough cough, it is still very important necessary.

Fajing nagged and talked for a long time, only to realize that his apprentice had entered a deep level of meditation, closed the six senses, and ignored him at all, Fajing snorted angrily, fortunately, Teng Xiaohong was serious After hearing the last word, he barely slapped it.

Teng Xiaohong saw that Boye was meditating, so she cautiously approached Fajing's ear, "Master Fajing, are you my master?"

Fajing chuckled, "Fool, you are half!"

Teng Xiaohong tilted his head, "Half of them can be regarded as apprentices?" He happily grabbed Fajing's sleeves, leaned on Fajing, and said in a low voice, "Then Master, do you know what reincarnation is? ?”