"Senior has been too rewarded, I'm just lucky. My magic weapon, Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner, was demoted to a magic weapon." Mo Xian said.

"Please trouble you, I'm afraid there are still a few groups of people coming." Songxi said.

"Senior, don't worry, with me here, you will definitely be safe." Mo Xian said confidently.

Xiao Lian and Aunt Shi watched all this in a daze. They did not expect that the young man in front of them, the young man named Shi Sansheng, was so terrifying. Everything just now broke their worldview and even more impacted Xiao Lian. Xiao Lian had the desire to become stronger for the first time.

They walked towards the sky and follow the mountain. Mo Xian told them how to walk and breathe. This was to help them refine the elixirs and spiritual rice in their bodies. They are now mortals, and Mo Xian has concentrated a lot of spiritual energy in his body with the essence pill and spiritual rice. It is a pity not to practice. Although even if he does not practice, his body can slowly absorb these spiritual energy, most of the spiritual energy will dissipate.

As for Songxi, Mo Xian was not worried. His predecessor was already a master of God Transformation and entered the path of immortality. In Taoism, he was already a human and immortal character, reincarnated and rebuilt. Now that his memory has been restored, Mo Xian also returned the "Huangting Jizhu" to him, and he would choose a path that suits him.

Mo Xian deliberately walked more than a hundred miles a day. He used the help of walking to hone them so that they could enter the level of practice as soon as possible, but he could not rush it. In the evening, he finally saw a building, which was just a mountain temple. This mountain temple had spider webs and was abandoned for a long time. In the sunset, looking down from the mountain temple, there was a small mountain village at the foot of the mountain, which was also deserted, with dead grass separated. It seemed that no one had lived in it for twenty or thirty years, and even a demonic atmosphere had emerged.

"I'll rest here tonight. Shi Sansheng and I will watch over. You two have a good rest." Mo Xian said, looking for some firewood from the mountains and forests, while Shi Sansheng made some weeds nearby and laid the beds. Mo Xian beat two pheasants in the mountains and forests, cleaned them and roasted them on the fire.

"Mo Xian." Songxi said in a low voice, "I think this place is not a good place, I'm afraid there are monsters!"

Although Songxi was reincarnated and had almost no cultivation, after a day, he finally had a trace of true energy, but he could not use spells or even significantly improve his body. But his vision was still there.

"Don't worry, I'm here, even if there are some little demons, they dare not disturb me." Mo Xian said with a smile.

After dinner, everyone left for a day. Although the two women were not petite ladies and had suffered hardships since childhood, they were very tired and soon fell to the floor and fell asleep. Songxi couldn't hold on. Mo Xian smiled and said, "You should have a good sleep, and get up and practice again at midnight."

Songxi nodded and fell to sleep. Mo Xian saw them fall to sleep. He stood up and the light and shadows flashed in his hands. The talismans flew out. Talismans were added on the doors and windows, on the ground and on the roof. He wanted to keep the place undisturbed. After doing all this, he sat down cross-legged and listened quietly to the wind outside blowing the woods.

A phosphorus fire lit up outside, and a figure appeared. Mo Xian was watching all this in his spiritual consciousness. It was actually a ghost. In the woods, there were wolves howling. There were evil green lights in the eyes of several wolves, and they quietly appeared. They looked at the mountain temple. A mountain mandrill also appeared not far from the mountain temple. It seemed that there were many demons and ghosts, and they did not dare to come here because there was a layer of spiritual light in the mountain temple. This was Mo Xian's talisman radiating brightly, and of course it was invisible to the naked eye.

As long as they don’t come, Mo Xian won’t be troubled, because Mo Xian doesn’t know their good or evil. As long as they don’t come, Mo Xian will certainly not be troubled.

Suddenly, a monk appeared in Mo Xian's spiritual consciousness, with a string of rosary beads in his hand, and his gait was peaceful, heading towards the mountain temple. In Mo Xian's spiritual consciousness, his body was like a crane, with three lights on his top. The rosary beads in his hand were obviously a strange treasure, flashing with a spiritual light. When those demons, the mandrills, automatically gave in, and the person coming was a master.

The monk went straight to the mountain temple. Mo Xian opened his eyes, scattered his seat, and added another piece of firewood. A talisman flashed in his hand, and several people came to protect him. The man was sleeping and did not notice the person coming.

Mo Xian broke into the talismans in the door and window, only guarding against ghosts, monsters, and demons, and not against strangers. So the monk broke in directly, and Mo Xian stood up: "Master, I'm polite to meet the Immortal Sect!"

The monk bowed and said, "Amitabha, I have seen Donor Mo in Nanyao. When I arrived here tonight, I saw no one around, and there was only fire here, so I came here and asked for a foot of land for rest. Can I take the initiative to come?"

"Master, please!" Mo Xian knew that his purpose was not for the loss of sleep at night, it must be related to Songxi.

Sure enough, he glanced at the three people lying on the ground, and saw that the three people were protected by talismans. His eyes flashed with a gleam and he sat beside the fire: "Master Mo, the old monk has something, I am deeply confused, I wonder if I should tell me?"

When he came, Mo Xian sneered in his heart, but he was polite in his verbal order: "I wonder what the master is doing?"

"I have a cause and effect with one person, and I don't know how to end it?"

"The theory of cause and effect lies in your heart. The mind is not stained with impurity. Where is the dust? The mind is not stained with everything. It is like a cloud in the blue sky and water in the bottle. Why should you care about the cause and effect in the world? It comes from it and goes from it!" Mo Xian smiled faintly. Mo Xian was not talking empty words. His incarnation was in another world. In the secret realm of Guanyin in Putuo Mountain, he encountered a Buddhist heart sound that led him to enter the Buddha. Later, he plotted against him, so that his incarnation had great cause and effect and great karma, which was resolved by him with white lotus. As for the theory of Buddhism, although he had not practiced, his merits and deeds did not fall into Buddhist monks.

The monk was obviously stunned and seemed to have some realization: "I have been practicing Buddhism all my life, but I was unexpectedly broken by the donor's words. It's like a 'cloud in the blue sky and water in the bottle!'"

Now I wrote a verse:

He practiced his body and looked like a crane, and he had two meridians under a thousand pine trees;

I asked Wuyu, the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle.

Mo Xian didn't say anything after hearing this. Judging from his understanding, it was not understandable, but an intuition. The Buddhist Zen realm always emphasizes the connection between the heart and the heart. The monk Nanyao practiced Taoism in Taoism, with a tall and thin body, and had been transformed into a body. The clouds in the blue sky and water in the bottle were nothing more than the skill of qi and meridians. If his thoughts were empty, he wanted to calm down forever, but he fell into a stubborn emptiness.

Monk Nanyao stood up and laughed at Mo Xian and said, "Thank you for your advice. I have entered the Buddha through Taoism. I have never realized it for many years. Today I am not in a state of wisp! However, cause and effect are still needed!"

After saying that, he pointed to the fire with his hand, and a string of firebirds flew out of the fire and rushed straight towards Songxi. Mo Xian spitted the pronunciation of "Om". Before the fire could fly to Songxi, it dissipated in the air. Mo Xian chanted:

The clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle, and the eyes fall into the deep pit as our fingers;
Chapter completed!