Wake up as a sword spirit

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☆, separation

He clearly knew what was going on, but Bai Buwei still asked Ye Luofeng, "Second Senior Brother, what did you find?"

"There is a handyman disciple in the Floating Cloud Immortal Sect. This disciple has a ring on his body. Inside the ring is the spirit of a strong man. It is exactly the same as what is written in those fairy tales!" Ye Luofeng walked down the steps that Bai Buwei gave, Tell me what you found out with excitement.

As a person who often hangs around at a certain point before time travel, he is really excited, it's so interesting!

"The remnant soul of the strong man? Have you found any clues about the identity of this strong man?" Si Lu asked with a flash of spiritual light in the dark.

Ye Luofeng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I only heard that handyman disciple tell that strong man, with Master's help, what is he going to do!"

"To take revenge, let those who bullied him kneel in front of him, and become No. 1 in the cultivation world." Bai Buwei added.

From these, Si Lu didn't find any clues, but he didn't think there was any error in his aura, so there must be something wrong with that handyman disciple.

Wait, what he is worried about now is nothing more than the closure of the immortal road, and the Mahayana monks secretly planning to collect the grievances of the living people, and the inspiration to guide him is precisely above the handyman disciple.

Think again that the place where the Floating Cloud Immortal Gate is located is the place where the spiritual veins within ten thousand miles gather, and there is a place called the Spirit Point in the Floating Cloud Immortal Gate.

The spiritual acupoint is a forbidden area of ​​the Floating Cloud Immortal Sect, and no one is allowed to enter it. The first reason is that the spiritual power of the spiritual acupoint is too violent, and the second is that once the spiritual acupoint is destroyed, all the spiritual veins will be violent, and the fluctuations generated by it are enough to destroy this place Tens of thousands of living beings.

The Floating Cloud Immortal Sect is already a sect that is relatively secluded from the world, but there are at least millions of living beings in a land of thousands of miles.

A cold light flashed in Si Lu's eyes. If his guess was correct, the remnant soul of the strong man should have been written by a Mahayana monk, and the target was directed at the spiritual acupoint.

After all, apart from the harm caused by the spiritual acupoint, there is nothing worthy of the Mahayana monk's painstaking planning.

Now there are still ten Mahayana monks on the surface, but there should be only three who are really alive.

This is the news obtained by Si Lu's star divination. According to the corresponding astrology, only the Buddhist Master Yuanhui, the casual practitioner Liangyi Venerable, and the Supreme Elder Dao Xuzi of Tianshu Palace are left.

The only good news is that these three Mahayana monks belong to the kind of people who are not good at playing tricks.

In addition to guarding against the three Mahayana monks themselves, he also had to be prepared for them to spread the news that the Ascension to Immortal Road was blocked, and to deal with fluctuations in the cultivation world.

It is really not easy to face the three Mahayana monks in the body of Dujie. What Si Lu has to do next is to beat the time difference. Before the three Mahayana monks react, he will lay down his new system in time.

This process is very difficult, so he needs to "persuade" his allies as soon as possible.

A cloud suddenly appeared in the distance where Si Lu and his party were flying. In the cloud was a shadow, more than a hundred meters long, playing and playing in it. It suddenly raised its head and roared.

In the mountains and forests for hundreds of miles here, the wailing and sobbing of beasts could be faintly heard, all expressing their submission to the shadow.

Tu Sheng clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes eager to try.

Si Lu shook his head and smiled helplessly: "The last time you left suddenly, it turned out that you sensed an opportunity for a breakthrough. I still thought you were not keeping your word."

The shadow broke through the clouds, revealing its figure. It was a blue dragon with a handsome man dressed in a book standing on the dragon's head.

Ye Zhixing shook his folding fan, with a coquettish attitude: "I never said that I would guard the random door for you, and besides, your random door is poor and worthless, so you still need to guard it."

Noticing Tu Sheng's gaze, Ye Zhixing hit his head with the folding fan with some headaches. "Little Tusheng, I can't beat you even if I'm promoted to Dujie, there's no need for us to have a fight."

"Aside from other things, your art of blooming flowers is getting stronger and stronger, and the dragon you are stepping on is becoming more and more like a real dragon. Don't say that Tutu wants to fight with you, even I have some Can't hold back."

Si Lu looked at the green dragon with admiration in his eyes, he really wanted to discuss the truth with Ye Zhixing.

"The last failure is still vivid in my memory, and I'm not crazy." Regarding Si Lv's words, Ye Zhixing gave a look that didn't suit his refined scholar.

Si Lu smiled, and introduced the gang of boys he brought to Ye Zhixing.

Ye Zhixing, who has been in the mortal world all year round, has a lot of good things in his hands, and the meeting gift to Si Jinzhong and the others is quite generous.

After the routine disciple receiving gifts, Si Jinzhong asked, "How about casual cultivators?"

"Although there are a few mouse droppings, after picking out the mouse droppings and crushing them, the laying has been completed. The conspiracy and tricks of repairing the world are far inferior to ordinary people." Ye Zhixing sighed regretfully.

"Then where are you going this time? After a while, you will arrive at the boundary of Buddhism."

"I've received an invitation to the Dharma seminar of Master Yuanhui." Ye Zhixing took out a letter, and Si Lu sharp-eyed saw that the name on the inviter column was Huiguo.

Looks like it's this guy's fake identity again, wait...

Si Lu happened to catch a glimpse of his group of apprentices looking at the dragon at Ye Zhixing's feet from the corner of their eyes, and suddenly had an idea.

"Although my group of apprentices are good at cultivation, they are far from inexperienced. I wonder if there is one thing to trouble you?" Si Lu said rather distressed.

Ye Zhixing raised his eyebrows, this guy has something else to do: "Do you want me to take your disciples to Buddhism to participate in this seminar?"

Si Lu smiled and said nothing, but that was obviously what he meant.

"Then you boys, would you like to go with me?" Helping out the younger generation of my friend, Night Journey is not very resistant, but the opinions of these younger generations are also very important.

Several people in Si Jinzhong immediately saluted: "This journey, I will trouble the uncle."

Stopping the dragon beside them, Ye Zhixing glanced at their magic swords in disgust: "Walking with the sword, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it for a year, come up!"

The boys in Si Jinzhong all had excitement in their eyes, their faces full of eagerness to try, they put away their magic swords and sat on the dragon's back.

I can't help but touch left and right with my hands. Although I know it's fake, it's really awesome!

After bidding farewell to Si Lu and Tu Sheng, Ye Zhixing set off after leading the younger generation.

Seeing the dragon getting into the clouds and the clouds gradually receding, Tu Sheng still couldn't help but worry and said, "Will there be any problems if they go to Master Yuanhui's territory like this?"

"Don't worry, I've left behind for these boys. Even if Master Yuan Hui personally takes action, you and I will be there in no time. With the experience last time, I know that these boys are bold."

"That's good, I have something to tell you." Tu Sheng paused for a while, looked at the tiredness deep in Si Lu's eyes, and opened his mouth.

"I plan to take care of the evil way. The second senior brother needs to guard the random door. I am the only one on the side of the evil way."

Hearing this plan, Si Lu was stunned, his eyes were a little distressed, he knew Tu Sheng's temperament best.After experiencing the sacrifice 500 years ago, it can be said that I don't want to be separated from myself at all.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." Si Lu gently kissed Tu Sheng's lips, with tenderness between his lips and teeth.

After the kiss was over, Tu Sheng didn't delay too much. He was afraid that he would not leave in the next second, so he cut through the space and left.

The chief attorney let out a breath, and looked at a place, which was Zixiao Taoist Palace.

☆, Ningchan Temple

Ningchan Temple is the largest sect of Buddhist practice today. It is located in the far west. On weekdays, only Buddhist voices are heard and no one is seen.

Recently, because Master Yuanhui, the surviving Mahayana monk of Buddhism, is going to hold a Dharma meeting here, the surrounding area of ​​Ningchan Temple is bustling with people coming and going.

Buddhist, demonic, Taoist, and demon monks were mixed in, but there was no confusion. For a while, there was a sense of Buddhism flourishing and thousands of people seeking the Dharma.

As the host Ningchan Temple, the temple is unable to accommodate many monks, so they are placed in a temporary small town under the mountain. In the past few days, the security reception in the town is done by the monks of Ningchan Temple.

"Senior Brother, you said that if Master Yuanhui doesn't leave after he lectures and stays, then wouldn't our Buddhism have great prospects?!"

The young monk who was in charge of the reception at the entrance of the town was very excited to see the scene in the past few days, and couldn't bear to ask the big monk next to him.

The great monk looked seventy and eighty, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were full of kindness.He smiled and touched the little monk's bare head, his expression changed, and he pumped it up vigorously, the little monk was so painful that he pumped it.

"Whether my Buddhism is prosperous or not is not because there are no strong ones. Your thinking is going astray, and be careful of falling into the magic barrier."

The little monk nodded with an aggrieved face, restrained his divergent thoughts, and continued to wait for the coming person at the entrance of the town.

A group of people walked up to the little monk and handed the posts to the little monk for inspection. After the little monk checked, he couldn't help but look at the group of people.

The leader is a seemingly uncultivated scholar, and behind are four handsome young men. These five people stand together, forming a kind of scenery of their own, very eye-catching.

But the point of the little monk is that they seem to have hair, but the person invited by the post is obviously a monk. Even though he thought so, the little monk still put them in without knowing it.

After this group of people entered the town, in the heart of the little monk, the traces they left behind were inexplicably erased, but the big monk around him didn't find anything.

"Wow, Uncle Ye, your move is too powerful!" After entering the town, Ye Luofeng couldn't hold back anymore.

Before the night trip, I wrote a line outside the town, and then the little monk actually put them in, obviously they were not on the post.

The eyes of Si Jinzhong, Bai Buwei and Xie Qi were also filled with admiration and admiration. This kind of miraculous Taoism was simply beyond their imagination.

The sincere praise in the eyes of these young people made Ye Zhixing feel a little flustered. This is Si Lu's apprentice.

Ye Luofeng turned his eyes, leaned closer and smiled at Ye Zhixing: "Master, you see, my nephew and you both have the surname Ye. We might have been a family 500 years ago. Can this Taoist method teach my nephew?"

Ye Zhixing knocked on Ye Luofeng's head with a folding fan and scolded with a smile: "You boy climbed up the pole. You know that our surnames are not the same, and you want to ask for my Taoism through this connection."

Ye Luofeng rubbed his head and grinned his teeth: "Uncle Master, you see that you beat yourself up, do you want to teach me this method?"

Along the way, Ye Zhixing and these boys are also familiar with each other, and they all understand each other's temperament.

"It's not that I don't want to teach you. If I teach you, you can only learn superficially, so you have to learn."

Ye Luofeng's eyes brightened: "Even if I can only learn superficially, I still want to learn it. As the saying goes, you don't have too many skills. Things in the world change so fast, who knows when you will be able to use them."

"Okay." Ye Zhixing agreed with a smile. He figured out that there was a cause and effect entanglement between him and Ye Luofeng, and then took a closer look at the kung fu practiced by this kid.

Even if it was a night trip, I felt a little guilty in my heart. The spirit transformation formula that this kid practiced was scattered by him. In other words, he accidentally tricked this kid.

Teaching him to practice the art of brush and ink can also be regarded as making up for this kid.

Ye Luofeng, who didn't know that there was an internal cause before, was full of pride, and felt that he had taken advantage of it.

They quickly found a place to rest, and after dividing up their rooms, they showered and fell asleep. Although they were monks, their lifestyle was very close to that of ordinary people.

In the next few days, Ye Luofeng followed Ye Zhixing to practice the art of brush and ink, and Si Jinzhong and the others wandered around the town looking for news.

But after a few days of action, Si Jinzhong left Bai Buwei at the resting place and let him practice by himself, and Bai Buwei practiced obediently in the room.

This made Si Jinzhong heave a sigh of relief and asked Bai Buwei to search for the news. Not only did it fail to find out, but it also made Si Jinzhong and Xie Qi's investigation more difficult.

This kid really has a special talent. As soon as he went out, he broke through several scandals, causing many monks with ghosts in their hearts, and he didn't like them in every possible way.

On this day, Si Jinzhong and the others were still investigating the news, Ye Luofeng's practice had come to an end, and with nothing in vain, he went to Ningchan Temple ahead of the night trip to eat vegetarian food.

While eating, Ye Zhixing asked abruptly, "What are you guys looking for?"

"Check to see if the Ningchan Temple has been involved in the matter of the Shuranmen 500 years ago." Ye Luofeng responded to this topic in a timely manner.

Master told them everything, and they also understood that the purpose of coming to the Dharma Conference this time was to investigate Master Yuanhui's movements.

As for why Master didn't tell Uncle Ye, Ye Luofeng didn't understand, presumably Master had his own considerations, so it was definitely impossible for him to tell Uncle Ye.

"Come on, boy Ye, eat this." Ye Zhixing drove all the bitter leaf vegetables in front of him into Ye Luofeng's bowl, Ye Luofeng smiled wryly, and accepted Uncle Ye's kindness.

Ye Luofeng's sad face fell into Ye Zhixing's eyes, which made him feel very comfortable.

This kid was obviously fooling him, so he naturally wanted to pay back.Otherwise, how could he be called the most humble cultivator during his night trip.

After swallowing all the bitter leaf vegetables, Ye Luofeng was powerless to eat the rest of the vegetables, his mouth was full of bitterness, so he had to find something to divert his attention.

"Uncle, why do you like to do things in the world of mortals that are the same as the mortal storybooks?" This question is something Ye Luofeng has been curious about ever since he knew Ye Zhixing.

Ye Zhixing put down his chopsticks, his eyes were a little dazed, and the sound of "Brother Zhixing" seemed to appear in his ears.

He whispered: "Because there will be miracles in the script."

As soon as Ye Luofeng heard this, he knew that he had encountered the sad incident of Ye Zhixing, and he wished to sew his mouth shut and call himself cheap.

Ye Luofeng racked his brains to think about how to comfort Ye Zhixing, and Bai Buwei, who was eating food silently, was also thinking crazily, but these two people are not good at comforting people.

"Okay, you two don't think about it. Seeing you two like this makes my head hurt. That matter is my sad thing now, but it won't be the case in the future." Ye Zhixing's eyes were full of determination.

Bai Buwei and Ye Luofeng had speculations about why he said that.It's nothing more than after becoming a fairy, you can change.

But Shengxian Road has been closed.

At this moment, they all understood why Master didn't let them tell Uncle Ye about the closure of Ascension Road.

Under the Bodhi tree in Ningchan Temple, a round and chubby monk who looks like a steamed bun is sitting under the tree and meditating.The monk has kind eyes and kind eyes, a smile on his face, and the affinity on his body makes it impossible to think that he is a Mahayana monk.

He opened his eyes, the expression on his face didn't change, but it became a little colder for no reason: "Half body, even if you can hide again, you can't stop what is about to happen."

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☆, good thoughts

Si Jinzhong and Xie Qi were faced with a headache. A rogue little monk who didn't know where he came from was falling on them.

This morning, Si Jinzhong and Xie Qi went out to play and discuss with the friends they had made in the past few days. Of course, the main purpose was to inquire about news.

Several people found a place with excellent aura and discussed the Tao together.Under Si Jinzhong's quiet leadership, the topic of several people moved to the Dharma meeting.

Si Jinzhong and Xie Qi harvested a wave of useless rumors, separated from everyone, and when they were about to go home, a young monk who didn't know where he came from suddenly entangled them.

The little monk didn't mean that the land they used before belonged to him, and Si Jinzhong and the others discussed it on his land, so they should give him the spirit stone.

He looked for Si Jinzhong and Xie Qi if he didn't look for anyone else, and he made it clear that he was bullying these two people who were the weakest in cultivation.

Xie Qi, a guy who dares to insult Si Lv on weekdays, naturally it is impossible to obediently give this little guy a spirit stone.

Then the little guy followed Xie Qi and Si Jinzhong all the way, no matter what footwork they used, they couldn't get rid of the little guy.

"Tell me, what are you doing?" Seeing that he couldn't shake it off, Si Jinzhong turned to look at the little monk.

The little monk is fat and white, and the smile on his face is amiable, but it's a pity that his behavior is very abominable.

"Lingshi." The little monk smiled, his eyes, which were already small, couldn't even see a crack.

Xie Qi laughed angrily when he heard this: "That place doesn't necessarily belong to you, even if it is yours, we didn't plant spirit grass on it, to establish a sect, we don't need to give you spirit stones at all."

To be honest, if this little guy didn't look young, Xie Qi would have wanted to beat him up.

The little monk had a smile on his face, and from time to time, he conjured a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, showing that he was determined.

"Since you want to follow, then it's up to you." Si Jinzhong pulled Xie Qi who was on the verge of rage, and moved towards the residence for the past few days.

This made Xie Qi a little puzzled. In order not to take the little monk back and let the little monk know where they lived, they deliberately took a detour for a long time. Isn't it just a waste of all previous efforts?

Si Jinzhong's speed was a little faster than before, but the little monk still took his steps slowly, but every time he took a step, he would appear behind Si Jinzhong.

In this way, no matter how fast Si Jinzhong was, the little monk couldn't keep up with him.

Passing through various streets along the way, but all of them are the kind of streets that are relatively secluded or where there are few monks from Ningchan Temple to enforce the law.

When he arrived at the residence and felt the breath of the night trip, Si Jinzhong stopped with a sigh of relief, turned around to look at the young monk, and asked with a serious face: "Which master of Buddhism do you dare to ask?"

The little monk showed admiration, found a stool and jumped on it: "You are quite perceptive, and the poor monk is Master Yuanhui."

As soon as these words came out, Si Jinzhong and Xie Qi immediately became vigilant.

"Brother, you are back, who is this little monk?" Ye Luofeng came in through the door with a candied haws in his mouth and two in his hand.

Not long after they came back from Ningchan Temple, Ye Luofeng went to the street to buy a lot of candied haws. It was too bitter in his mouth, and he desperately needed sugar to sweeten it.

Seeing the little monk who looked like a steamed bun, Ye Luofeng wanted to pinch it to see if it was really as soft as a steamed bun.

"The poor monk is the Master Yuanhui of Buddhism." Seeing Ye Luofeng's hand getting closer and closer, the little monk said with a smile.

Ye Luofeng withdrew his hand without a trace, put on a smile, and said reverently: "It turns out to be Master Yuanhui. I have admired him for a long time. I don't know Master Yuanhui. What's the matter here?"

"The poor monk came here not to find you, but to find the elder behind you. I also invited the scholar of the world to show up."

The little monk clasped his hands together, and the monk's robe would automatically move without wind. Behind him was the voice of the Buddha singing, and the phantom image of the Buddha.

The figure of Ye Zhixing appeared in the hall, holding a folding fan in one hand and a bunch of candied haws in the other.

"You said you were Master Yuanhui, but the aura on Master Yuanhui's body is so weak?"

"Strictly speaking, the poor monk is not Master Yuanhui. I should be his half-body of good thoughts." After being exposed by Ye Zhixing, the little monk took back the vision that had been revealed before.

"You are his half body of good thoughts, so the half body of evil thoughts left on Master Yuanhui's body now, what is he going to do in this Dharma conference?" Ye Zhixing put away the carelessness on his face, this situation is not normal.

The little monk sighed, with compassion in his eyes: "He wants to add private goods when he preaches, confuses everyone with Taoism, and takes the opportunity to refine all the people present, including my Buddhist disciples."

The Mahayana monks preached that, except for the monks who have crossed the catastrophe, other monks will be deeply attracted and indulged in epiphany. This is the time when they have no resistance.

This trick is really ruthless!

Although Si Jinzhong and the others were urgent about the closure of Shengxian Road, they did not have an intuitive experience.

The Mahayana Buddha, known for his compassion, sacrificed all living beings, even his Buddhist disciples, in order to cultivate his own path to immortality.

Although Ye Zhixing was very curious about Master Yuan Hui's purpose in doing so, the more important thing now was to stop him. "What do you need me to do?"

"Take me in, I will take the opportunity to merge with him when he is preaching, disturb his voice, and then please kill him." The little monk looked at Ye Zhixing solemnly and begged.

Ye Zhixing looked distressed, shook his head and said: "I brought you in, but I took the opportunity to kill you, I can't do it."

"Anyway, please ask Master Ye to do his best. The best time to kill me is when we are about to merge. Once he completely swallows me, then things really will not turn around."

The little monk knows that he is in a difficult situation, but he really only has this way. This is his last hope, the last hope to save the Buddhist disciples.

"If there is another monk who crosses the tribulation, can he be killed successfully?" Si Jinzhong, who had been listening for a long time, suggested.

Ye Zhixing glanced at Si Jinzhong meaningfully. Si Jinzhong didn't understand what he meant, but Ye Luofeng was stiff all over.

Opening the folding fan and fanning it, Ye Zhixing knew what Si Jinzhong said, and another monk who crossed the robbery should be the backhand Si Lv left behind for them.

But here comes the problem, it's just an experience, and Si Lu left such a big backhand for the boy.

Ye Zhixing is becoming more and more curious now, what exactly are they hiding from him?

Unlike Ye Zhixing who was full of doubts, Master Yuanhui's half body of good thoughts beamed with joy when he heard Si Jinzhong's words.

"One more monk who crosses the tribulation, then things will be stable. I am not good at fighting and attacking, and with my interference, I will definitely be beheaded."

This look of being so happy to kill himself made the rest of the people feel a little complicated.

Although Master Yuanhui's evil thoughts are half-body and malicious, all of these have nothing to do with good thoughts. It is a pity that once the love of evil dies, the good thoughts must also die.

These boys were sentimental, and Ye Zhixing saw them, so he knocked on each of them with his folding fan.

"Thousands of thoughts are in one body, and all thoughts are the same person!"

The point of Ye Zhixing made Si Jinzhong and the others suddenly realize that the aura on their bodies changed, and they made breakthroughs one after another.

"The benefactor of the night's descendants are quite enlightened, why not..." the little monk said with a smile.

"They have nothing to do with the Buddha." Ye Zhixing saw through his plan at a glance. These Buddhist disciples are not enough, and the thing they love most is to persuade other people's disciples to practice Buddhism.

A few days later, it was the start of the Dharma Conference.

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☆, fall

All the monks followed the monks of Ningchan Temple to Ningchan Temple, and the small Ningchan Temple was crowded.

Ye Luofeng touched his chin: "Could it be that Master Yuanhui wants us to listen to him in this state?"

His idea is also the common idea of ​​the younger generation of monks present. After all, in their view, there is no space magic circle in Ningchan Temple, so how can it accommodate so many of them?

A series of Buddhist sounds suddenly sounded, golden lotuses grew all over the ground, and a huge phantom of the temple suddenly appeared in the sky above Ningchan Temple. Among them, Fei Tian held a lotus flute and played the winding Buddhist sound.

Many bodhi leaves suddenly fell from the temple, and one fell in front of everyone. Someone held the bodhi leaf, and his figure disappeared instantly, and he appeared in the temple again.

At this moment, all the monks understood that this was Master Yuanhui applying the Dharma, and they were amazed in their hearts. What is the difference between these methods and the real Buddha?

Si Jinzhong and the juniors were less shocked. After all, when he was on the road, Ye Zhixing often used his pen and ink skills to construct similar methods.

He took the bodhi leaf and appeared in this temple.It is not in the front hall of the Buddha statue in the temple, but in the courtyard. A huge bodhi tree stands in the courtyard. Under the bodhi tree is sitting a fat, white and kind monk.

At first glance, the monk is ordinary and unremarkable, but after a closer look, he feels that his every move is full of Zen, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.

There are about tens of thousands of futons in the open space in front of the monk. All the monks found their own futons, sat down and waited quietly to listen to the teachings of the Mahayana monks, so as to sort out their own Taoism.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are all empty, and overcomes all hardships. Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and perception of thought is also like... "

The golden Buddha's light shines everywhere, although it is just an ordinary Heart Sutra, but in the ears of the monks, it already contains Master Yuanhui's comprehension of the Heart Sutra.

This theory of Buddhism and Taoism has made many monks mesmerized by hearing it, but this state is wrong.

After all, besides monks who practice Buddhism, there are other monks who come here. At most, they use Buddhism to prove their way, and they will never appear in such a state of obsession.

If he hadn't chewed the bitter leaf vegetable in his mouth in time, the soft voice of Buddhism and Taoism would have almost intoxicated everyone in Si Jinzhong.

Si Jinzhong didn't expect the bad idea of ​​the second junior brother. Since it can work, is it one thing and one thing?

A chubby little monk suddenly got out from the fan of Yezhixing, using his miraculous footwork one step, he arrived at Master Yuanhui's side within an inch.

Master Yuan Hui, who was preaching, sneered, he came just in time, and you are the one waiting for you.

He didn't wait for the little monk to fuse himself, but took the initiative to swallow the little monk, took out a brown million-year-old bodhi leaf, held it in his mouth to stabilize his mind, and helped him to devour the little monk.

With a flick of Ye Zhixing's brush and ink, the large characters written with the aura of the world of mortals rushed towards Master Yuan Hui.

The pen and ink did not stop, and wrote the names of the four spirits one after another. The ink was drawn in the air, and the four spirits appeared and rushed towards Master Yuanhui.

A huge golden bell suddenly appeared on Master Yuanhui's body, on top of the golden bell entwined with various Buddhist mantras.

The font composed of brush and ink and the Buddhist mantra on the golden bell cannibalize each other.Afterwards, under the attack of the four spirits, the golden bell suddenly burst out with a golden light, which shattered the four spirits and completely shattered them.

Ye Zhixing shook his head, the monk's skin was too hard.With the help of Bodhi Leaf, the aura of Master Yuanhui became stronger and stronger.

Ye Zhixing's eyes were dignified. If this continues, when the monk recovers, he will not be able to break through the monk's defense.

"You guys, hurry up and use your backhands."

Si Jinzhong, Xie Qi, and Bai Buwei patted Ye Luofeng with expressions of seeing off a hero.

Ye Luofeng had a toothache, but there was nothing he could do about it, he was the one with the highest defense among them.He stood up abruptly, used the five-shaped boxing technique he had learned, and went directly to Master Yuanhui Mang.

Master Yuan Hui naturally didn't notice this kind of child's play attack, so he casually slapped a Buddha's light.

Ye Luofeng was completely unbearable for a casual blow from a monk in the Mahayana period. If this blow hits, it would be life and death.

A sword aura appeared out of nowhere and completely chopped off the Buddha's light. Ye Luofeng was wrapped in the water-like sword aura and sent to Si Jinzhong and the others.

Si Lv, dressed in white, settled his apprentice with sword energy and looked directly at Master Yuan Hui. This was a rare opportunity.

Si Lu took out a bunch of formation disks and left Master Yuan Hui behind. The sudden burst of fluctuations caused by the disturbance of the formation caused a big hole in the place where Master Yuan Hui was.

He learned this method from Si Jin Middle School, and of course the provider of the idea was his second apprentice Ye Luofeng who had the most tricks.

Even Master Yuan Hui, a defense expert, couldn't resist this kind of violent fluctuation. After the gunpowder smoke cleared, Master Yuan Hui didn't have a piece of good flesh on his body, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding.

Ye Luofeng looked refreshed, as expected, blasting is the real art, but it's a pity that blasting is too dangerous, if he doesn't master it well, he will blow himself up, so he can only give up with tears in his eyes.

This kind of hooligan attack directly blew Master Yuan Hui into a daze, but in order to maintain the progress of devouring his body, he could not move his position, he could only act like a target.

Master Yuanhui is in a difficult situation right now. His strongest attack methods are all related to language, but he must maintain the state of preaching, so he can't use it at all.

Next, Si Lu and Ye Zhixing unilaterally besieged Master Yuanhui. Master Yuanhui couldn't help being angry and wanted to fight back, but found that kind thoughts completely entangled him.

He couldn't come up with a single thought to attack!

At this moment, Si Lu waved his hand, using all the sword energy stored in his body as a sword spirit, and attacked Master Yuan Hui, especially at those places where his defenses were leaking.

Drilling directly into Master Yuan Hui's flesh, these sword qis also have the effect of devouring souls, making Master Yuan Hui miserable.

In the end, he could only watch himself helplessly, being worn to death by these sword qi bit by bit, life and death disappeared, and he could not see the pure land.

"Buddhism does not see a pure land, how can I cultivate thousands of Buddhist monks! I only want a pure land! I am right, why stop me?!"

Master Yuan Hui roared unwillingly, and with this series of roaring and questioning, his body began to shatter, turning into specks of golden light, and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The rest of the monks had a tendency to wake up, but they were stunned by the technique of pen and ink by the night trip.

He stared at Si Lv seriously and asked: "You and I have known each other for more than a hundred years, and now I want to ask you for an accurate word, what does it mean that the Pure Land is missing?!"

Si Lu was silent for a moment, and finally chose to tell the truth: "The Road to Ascension to Immortality has been blocked, and including Master Yuan Hui, the remaining three Mahayana monks are planning to open the Road to Immortal Ascension by any means.

"Is there no hope of becoming an immortal from now on?" Hearing the news suddenly, Ye Zhixing lost his mind and his eyes were blank.

Immortal, he can't become an immortal anymore.If he can't become a fairy, how can he get her back!

"I have a method that might be able to open the road to immortality." Seeing that Ye Zhixing's state was not right, Si Lu quickly said what he was only imagining.

Ye Zhixing's eyes lit up instantly, and his whole body became alive: "What is the solution?"

"It's the new system I told you about before. I plan to gather the power of cultivating the world and collect the energy of merit, so as to open the road to immortality."

"Since it's what you said, it must be ok. I'll go and see the progress of the casual cultivator." As if he had grasped the last straw, Ye Zhixing left as soon as he finished speaking.

Si Lu looked down at his apprentice, and said with a smile on his face, "Master, there is a time limit for this visit. Now that Master Ye is gone, it seems that you can only come back by yourself."

The distance on this road is more than one hundred and eight thousand miles. After a rough calculation, Si Jinzhong and others feel dizzy.

This expression made Si Lu's mood a little better. Sure enough, cheating on his apprentice was the source of happiness, until the figure gradually dissipated, the smile on the corner of his mouth still did not let go.

Si Jinzhong and the others who were cheated finally found a way when they turned their eyes. They followed the friends Si Jinzhong had met in the past few days and rubbed their flying spirit boats.

The author has something to say: Today's update is still relatively early, and the end is getting closer day by day.

After finishing these big bosses, it's over.

I opened the next new article, which is a quick time travel of the hero's romance, but I locked it first, if you are interested, you can bookmark me, and then you can read it when I unlock it.

10 manuscripts of the new article will be published again.

☆, goodbye

Tianshu Palace is the most special sect in the entire world of cultivation. They monitor the world's demons and protect the world's common people.Every generation of Tianshu Palace lords must take protecting the common people in the world as their duty and abandon all selfish desires.

Tianshu Palace is located in a group of islands in the sea of ​​clouds. The islands are connected by iron chains, surrounded by white clouds, and immortal.

If the common people saw it, they would probably think it was the Immortal Palace in the sky, and even most monks in the cultivation world would think that they had arrived in the fairy world after seeing it.

It is extremely quiet here, and the major disciples are either sitting on the observatory, observing the demons in the world, or wandering around the cultivation world to slay demons and eliminate demons, each of them has their own things to be busy with.

A white cloud came from afar and merged with the surrounding white clouds, and the white clouds that were originally floating slowly moved.

Insignificant increase in speed,