In the dark sky, Bai Shu looked at her blankly, his eyes dazed for a moment.
The divine rays of light flowed on the jade pendant, and instantly, there were particles of light, forming an illusory figure.
The young Taoist priest was dressed in white, with a lotus crown on his head, and his eyes showed indescribable joy.
The young man in white clothes wanted to take a step forward. At this time, the bald heads surrounding the little girl all took a step back and formed a faint human wall, blocking Xie Fanjing behind them.
"Xu Ming..."
Xuhong was playing with two red iron gallbladders in his hands. He hadn't seen him for several months. This muscular man, who was as thick as an ox, was a bit taller, almost like a human bear.
He looked at Baizhu, sighed, and shook his head heavily.
"Senior Brother Xuhong?"
"Junior brother, you are really worse than a beast." Xu Hong glanced at him before hesitating to speak, and shook his head heavily.
Baizhu: "???"
"How can you talk like that?" The person on the side said righteously: "Junior brother is not very old, he is just a child!"
"That's worse than a beast!" Xuhong responded stubbornly.
"..."
The bald heads disagreed and started arguing again. Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more anxious, and they were about to start a fight, Xu Yan turned dark and shouted at them to stop them.
Bai Shu looked at this scene, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled softly.
After leaving Fengshan Temple, he had not felt such an atmosphere for a long time, so noisy and yet so lively.
"Where's Senior Brother Xuze?"
He glanced around and saw that among the dozens of bright bald heads, only one person was missing.
Xu Xing, who was dressed in colorful clothes, sneered again and again, but he breathed out of his nostrils and ignored Baizhu's questions.
Xu Xing is still like this... he is worthy of being kicked in the head by a black donkey...
How did he manage to avoid being blown out of his mind when he traveled down the mountain?
"The crazy monk dug his own grave." Xu Yan's face was dark, and when Baizhu mentioned Xu Ze, his expression was extremely evil.
"Grave digging?"
"The border troops of Beiwei and Dazheng moved unexpectedly. The governor led 3,000 Julong guards to personally guard the border."
The fat monk sighed: "Not long after you came down from the mountain, the crazy monk left the Northern Guard to defect to the governor. I heard that this bitch was very popular in the border army and was already a kind of hammer general.
Now in the huge Dafeng Mountain, the master is not here, and I am far away. I am the only Yang Fu stationed here, so I really can’t control the situation."
When he said this, Xu Yan turned his head, glared at many monks as if he hated iron, and couldn't stop sighing.
"By the way, after the matter in Tongjiang is over, junior brother, please come back as soon as possible and stop wandering around."
Xu Yan glanced at the young man in white in front of him and couldn't help but mention something.
It seemed that the man in front of him had vaguely mentioned that he was going to play with the border army.
Is the frontier army easy to fool around with? This sign must be stamped out as soon as possible.
It’s okay if I can’t control Xu Ze. I’m just a newcomer to Xu Ming, but I’m still confident that I can control him.
My dear senior brother from Fengshan Temple, is this just a decoration?!
"I understand." Bai Zhu responded casually and nodded again.
Senior Brother Xuze actually left the border army far away, so after going to the Northern Guard, you can go and join him.
I heard that the Grand Governor also came from Kongang Temple. After joining the frontier army, I think he became more relaxed.
The Red Dragon Heart Sutra has been obtained. This is not a simplified version. It is the complete version of the Heart Sutra that starts from the fetal breath and points directly to immortals!
This trip to Qingli Palace really benefited me a lot.
With the Milo Lantern around, the introduction to the Sutra of Human Awakening and the Celestial Body is only a matter of time, it is no longer far away.
And the existence of the complete version of the Red Dragon Heart Sutra has removed the biggest obstacle on my path to spiritual practice.
Everything is ready, and now all we need is the east wind.
After going to Beiwei, not only can I practice the Red Dragon Heart Sutra with my karma on the battlefield, but what's even more rare is that there are many humans and demons there.
The existence of human demons is one attribute value after another.
Ten years, twenty years...
Even though he is a high-ranking human being in the Six Realms, as the master of a holy land, he is no longer out of reach for him.
even……
Baizhu's mind was racing with thoughts. In the flash of lightning, he exhaled deeply and his eyes flashed.
"I won't tell Master."
He raised his head and met Xu Yan's gaze. The tall, fat monk had an expression that looked like someone who had come before, and his eyes were meaningful.
He sighed quietly, patted Bai Shu's shoulder heavily, and was filled with emotion:
"I think back then, Senior Brother, I was also a well-known handsome young man from all over the country. When everyone saw me, they would give me a thumbs up.
There are countless people who are greedy for my body, and they can line up from Fengshan to Dry Leaf Mountain."
"It's you..."
Xu Yan glanced at Bai Shu, then shook his head regretfully: "Compared to Senior Brother, I am far inferior."
Amidst the silence of the group of people, the tall and fat monk held his heart in his hands with a look of intoxication on his face.
"Because of my beauty, I have caused countless bad relationships in this world. I think that Miss Huang, a wealthy family in Zhongli County, admired my beauty. On a dark and windy night..."
"etc."
Xu Lang finally couldn't bear it anymore and was the first to interrupt:
"This seems to be the plot of "A Beautiful Girl," right? Senior brother, are you having an erotic dream in broad daylight?"
"Shut up!"
Xu Yan's expression was stagnant, he turned around and cursed fiercely, his expression a little uneasy.
"In short, senior brother is also someone who has been here before." Xu Yan smiled and concluded in advance.
"Blow it..."
In the crowd, Xuxu muttered in a low voice: "You haven't even touched a woman's hand."
When Xu Yan glared at him, Xu Yan shrank his head again, not daring to speak.
"Tongjiang's matter is over, remember to come back early."
The tall, fat monk gave one last warning to Baizhu, then raised his arms and ran back to the temple with a group of bald heads.
It suddenly became silent in the snow.
The little girl raised her dark eyes and looked at Bai Zhu blankly. She pursed her lips but refused to speak.
Still so stupid...
Bai Shu smiled and took a step forward, only to find that Xie Fanjing actually took a step back.
He stepped forward again, and the little girl stepped back again.
After doing this for dozens of times, Monk Zhanger was confused and looked helpless. He simply stopped and looked at Xie Fanjing blankly.
The two stared blankly at each other for a long time. Finally, Xie Fanjing's eyes flickered slightly, and she took steps forward hesitantly, like a shrinking kitten.
The little girl slowly circled around Baizhu, constantly raising her head and looking at Baizhu.
Her little face was full of seriousness, as if she would run away at any time if the situation went wrong.
After a long time, when Baizhu could hardly hold his strength any longer, Xie Fanjing finally stepped forward.
"Baizhu..."
She blinked and asked hesitantly.
"It's me." Bai Zhu smiled helplessly.
"Your face?"
After getting the definite answer, the little girl seemed to be relieved. She pointed at her face and looked at Baizhu again, her tone was a little doubtful.
"Wait until I change back."
At this moment, Baizhu in Qingli Palace was stunned, he raised his eyebrows as if in sudden realization, and laughed softly.
Xie Fanjing looked at the young Taoist priest in white and stretched out his hand. As the aura changed, his body shape and face also changed.
In the snow, the little monk in white took off the somewhat nondescript lotus crown on his head. He clasped his hands together and smiled softly at Xie Fanjing.
"This is the illusion of Yi Xiang Dan. It is very powerful. Even ordinary life treasures cannot see through its disguise. Yi Xiang Dan is a precious treasure of the master's lineage. My master is Wu Huai, who is in the Vajra realm.
My cultivation level seems to be about to reach the level of life. Master Wuhuai was very kind to me. He not only gave me the Yixiang Pill, but also gave me his Tao seed, the Sea of Suffering Buddha. By the way, you know the Tao
It must be planted, I asked you about it when we were in Fenyin City..."
The young monk who took off the lotus crown was chattering a little. He started talking about one thing after another, no matter how big or small it was, from Fenyin City to Qingli Palace.
Xie Fanjing raised his head and looked at Baizhu, listening to him talk about Dragon Palace, his own mental methods, flying swords, and everything he encountered after the two separated.
"so."
After a long time, the little monk, who was somewhat thirsty, finally stopped talking. He leaned down slightly and spoke to Xie Fanjing.
"I am Baizhu."
She heard the little monk in white smile and speak.
That face.
That face...
Something seemed to explode inside his head, and countless tides rumbled, pressing in from all directions.
Xie Fanjing groaned and staggered back a few steps. She looked at Baizhu intently, her eye circles turning slightly red.
At this moment, Bai Shu was shocked to see that between Xie Fanjing's brows, strands of golden thread slowly outlined a lotus.
At this time, a golden lotus quietly emerged from between Bai Zhu's eyebrows.
He looked at the golden lotus, his consciousness suddenly blurred, and his mind suddenly lost.
At the moment when Baizhu Yuanshen sank, Niwan Palace briefly fell into coma.
Some memories, like silent tides in the darkness, quietly come up.
It quietly spreads up the embankment, with a long and moist breath, slowly and firmly, bit by bit, completely engulfing Atractylodes, leaving nothing behind.
It felt like something exploded in my head, and countless buzzing sounds rushed in from my ears.
Among those mixed memories, some of the first ones are slowly becoming clear——
That's a restaurant.
Looking down from upstairs, all kinds of oil-paper umbrellas filled the bluestone pavement. The swirling water splashes shattered on the umbrellas. A light mist rose from the ground, and raindrops hung from the eaves of each house.
curtain.
It seems that the showers have stopped for the first time. After the rain, the small town seems to have been washed away. The skylight under the dusk is soft and bright, and the shining water drops floating into the house are dotted. Several shops facing the river have opened their doors early.
Lanterns were hung up, and the warm orange light was clearly reflected in the water.
"Amitabha, the poor monk's name is ignorance."
Bai Zhu couldn't see the speaker, but heard his voice.
"What does that have to do with me?"
Faintly, Bai Zhu heard another voice, that of a girl.
She muttered softly, pretending not to care in her tone.
"Of course it has something to do with it." The monk smiled helplessly: "The girl has been following the poor monk from Jingang Temple to this restaurant for half a month."
"That's the way to go!"
"Amitabha……"
"I want to eat that, that, and that!"
"girl?"
"You met a bandit. If I hadn't saved you, you would have become a dead monk!" The girl's voice said confidently: "Isn't it right to treat your savior to a meal?"
"Amitabha……"
The conversation in the restaurant was still going on. Baizhu saw clearly the dim sky and the drizzle slanting into the small flower window. The warm light outside the restaurant was like small orange lamps. Even the little halo of light was dim outside the window.
In the rain.
But no matter how hard he tried and how hard he opened his eyes, he could still not clearly see the faces of the two people.
An old man with a white beard, a thin man with a yellow face, a wealthy businessman with a big belly, a barefoot man wearing a bamboo hat... He could clearly see the faces of everyone in this restaurant.
But the only thing he didn't see was the appearance of the monk and the girl.
At this time, another voice came from the restaurant.
"Hey, little monk." The girl's voice was unclear: "Are you a monk from the Vajra Temple?"
"Um."
"It's amazing!"
"Not great." The monk chuckled softly.
"What are you doing out there?"
"My master Guang Hui wants to learn from the scriptures of the three religions and the best of hundreds of schools of thought to create a great martial arts school that is unprecedented and unprecedented."
The monk answered honestly: "Master and I went out together to observe the world so as to increase our knowledge and prepare for the creation of a great martial arts school."
"Is your master Guanghui an elder of the Holy Land?"
"Um."
"It's amazing!"
"Yeah!" The monk nodded heavily and agreed.
King Kong Temple Guanghui?
Is that martial arts the Red Dragon Heart Sutra?
While Baizhu was thinking, his heart suddenly sank. Everything in front of him faded instantly, like an ink painting thrown into a pool. Even the sound was inaudible, as if it was waiting to be heard from a very long distance away.
By the time I reached my ear, it was as thin as a mosquito.
Everything disappeared in an instant, the restaurant, the drizzle, the lanterns and the warm light.
Even the voices of the monks and girls disappeared.
In an instant, Bai Zhu's consciousness fell into boundless darkness again.
When he saw clearly again, everything in front of him had changed.
river--
In front of me is a river.
Someone set off fireworks on the other side of the river, the bright light trailing a long flame tail, and the broken circular surface lit up again the moment after it went out.
There is a row of shelves on the river bank. Children carry lanterns and circle around the shelves. The black river water is briefly illuminated by the light, and green water plants and duckweeds float quietly in the undercurrent of the river.
"It's so beautiful."
At the moment when the flames rose, Bai Shu heard the monk sigh lowly.
"Have you never seen fireworks?" After the monk's voice sounded, the girl asked in confusion.
"No, I have been living in the temple." The monk smiled and said, "You can't see fireworks in the temple."
"How pitiful." The girl murmured: "Someone comes to set off fireworks every day here at Xiaosu River. I will take you to see them every day from now on!"
"Okay..." After a long silence, Bai Shu heard the monk speak softly.
The flames illuminated everything, and amid the thunderous roar, the monk's lips moved slightly.
Bai Zhu just heard him utter the first syllable.
At this time, in the Niwan Palace, the soul that was attracted by the golden lotus suddenly woke up!
Everything in front of me is shattering, everything is disappearing.
In an instant, Bai Zhu's consciousness returned to clarity.
He took two steps back in shock and looked around blankly.
There were no restaurants, no fireworks, and in front of us was still the vast snowfield of Fengshan Temple.
Ignorance...
Why?
What is golden lotus?
Me, who am I?!
Bai Shu's hands trembled slightly, and he could hardly hold the Taoist crown in his hands.
In the snow, the golden lotus between Xie Fanjing's eyebrows had long since disappeared, as if it had never been born.
The little girl looked at Baizhu, whose hands were trembling slightly, lowered her head, and stumbled forward a few steps.
And Bai Shu’s real body is thousands of miles away in Tongjiang...
She tried her best to open her arms, but she only hugged an empty shadow.
Looking at that little figure, she buried her head in her chest, her shoulders trembling slightly, like a cat whose fur was soaked by cold water and could only meow softly.
Baizhu suddenly came to his senses, his heart felt inexplicably astringent, and a sour taste filled his nose.
"Amitabha, you have grown taller now."
The little monk in white also opened his arms, and Xie Fanjing heard him speak softly.
