Mu Shengda hurriedly accepted the gourd in his hand, Wu Fa sighed and said: "Legend has it that this vampire bat is a different species of the desolation, and after cultivating for thousands of years, it can transform into a human form, and people call it a vampire, immortal and immortal. It's hard to deal with. ”

As the two spoke, the vampire bats had already devoured the flames in the air and began to attack with black mist from their mouths. Although there is a defense of the formation, there is no need to worry about it for the time being, but the urging of this formation requires the cooperation of spiritual power, if you can't break through the boundless darkness, you won't be able to break out of the formation after all, and I don't know if those two men in black still have any backhand.

Wu Fa's array flag and array disk, because there is no way to block the black mist corrosion of vampire bats, has long been withdrawn, at this time the defensive formation is only maintained by the artistic conception of spring composed of Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan, after having six jade rings, the artistic conception of spring is a change, if it is said that there is only early spring and early spring, now it is slowly transitioning to late spring, and the formation only feels that the spring flowers are brilliant, The spring scenery is bright, there is no dark breath at all, and even the vampire bats that inadvertently break in have faded the red in their eyes and become no different from ordinary bats, extremely cute.

Seeing this scene, Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan looked at each other and smiled, wanting to trap the bats outside the formation together, but helplessly, those vampire bats were quite spiritual, and they actually flew very fast, and they couldn't trap a few in the array.

For a while, the two sides fought into a stalemate, and the other party couldn't attack, and Mu Sheng couldn't break through. The darkness in all directions, Mu Sheng didn't know where to walk for a while, even if he had a spiritual eye, he couldn't see through this boundless darkness.

Suddenly there was a chant in the dark, the song was whimpering, Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan didn't understand it because they had only learned the local language for a long time, and they didn't understand it very well, and it was a chant, so they only felt that the song was sad and tactful, but the melody was single but compact.

The song sounded, and the vampire bat slowly retreated, and the scarlet eyes in the darkness were finally gone, but Mu Sheng suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon, the song seemed to be equivalent to the frequency of the heartbeat, and after listening to it for a long time, people would feel flustered and palpitating.

Looking at Wu Fa and Lan Ying'er again, one gritted his teeth and fought to the death, and the other seemed to have fallen into an illusion, Mu Sheng sighed, and the one who fell into the illusion was Lan Ying'er, who knew the most about music and rhythm among the four. Looking at Nangong Yuhuan again, he just had a flush on his face, but there was nothing unusual.

Mu Sheng said: "This song has a different voice, you need to close your voice." ”

Nangong Yuhuan also knew that Wu Fa and the two of them were on the road, and hurriedly asked, "Then what should the two of them do?"

Mu Sheng sighed helplessly and said, "We can only chant the Chang Qing Jing Sutra, I hope they can listen to it." ”

Nangong Yuhuan nodded, so the two closed their voices and recited the "Changqing Pure Sutra". "The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world, the avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon, the avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time; I don't know its name, but the strong name is the Tao." The Husband: There is clarity and turbidity, movement and stillness, the sky is clear and turbid, and the sky is moving and quiet. Men are clear and women are turbid, men are moving and women are quiet. Reduce the cost to the end, and give birth to all things. The source of turbidity is clear, and the foundation of stillness is moving. People can always be quiet, and heaven and earth are all there. The lady is so clear, but her heart is disturbed, and the heart is so quiet, and she wants to be involved. It can often send its desires, and its heart is quiet, and its heart is clear and clear. Naturally, the six desires are not born, and the three poisons are eliminated. Therefore, those who can't do it are not clear in their hearts, and their desires are not sent. Those who can send it look inside their hearts, but their hearts have no minds, their appearance is their shapes, their forms have no shapes, and they look at things from afar, but things have nothing. The three are enlightened, but they can only be seen in emptiness, emptiness is also emptiness, emptiness is nothing, emptiness is nothing, there is nothingness, there is nothingness, there is nothingness, there is silence, there is no loneliness, how can desire be born? Truth should always be things, true always obtained, always should always be quiet, always quiet. In order to transform sentient beings, it is called to attain the truth, and those who can realize the truth can preach the holy way......"

The two of them praised together, and added some thoughts, and after a while, they saw Wu Fa's brows stretched, and the expression on his face gradually became calmer, and he also closed his eyes slightly in the formation and praised the two of them. The expression on Lan Ying'er's face was extremely complicated, and she didn't know if she heard the chanting of the three of them, she only felt that her breath was disordered, her mind was unclear, and she was obviously still trapped in her voice and couldn't extricate herself.

The three of them were praising the "Changqing Sutra", and suddenly heard someone on the other side also reciting the Sutra, and using the Shenzhou dialect that several people could understand, although the voice was awkward, but they understood it: "In the beginning there was the Tao, the Tao and God are together, and the Tao is God." All things were made through him, and life is in him, and this life is the light of man. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not receive the light, the light does not overcome the darkness, but the darkness haunts the world......"

At this moment, Lan Ying'er seems to have entered a dream, in the dream she is no longer called Lan Ying'er, but called Du Zichun, a handsome young man, unruly when he was young, he has no intention of accumulating family business, he has a high ambition, he sees everything very lightly, and he indulges in drinking and wandering every day. After spending all his possessions, he went to his relatives and friends, but the relatives and friends thought that he was not a serious person and refused to take him in. It was winter, his clothes were tattered and he had no food in his stomach, wandering on foot on Chang'an Avenue, it was almost dark, he had not eaten, and he was wandering and did not know where to go. He walked from East Street to West Street, hungry and cold, lonely and helpless, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

At this time, an old man came to him on crutches and asked him why he sighed, Du Zichun said his situation and mood, resenting his relatives and friends for being so ruthless and unrighteous to him, the more he talked, the more indignant he became, and he was very excited. The old man asked him, "How much money do you need to spend it?" Du Zichun said, "If I have 350,000 yuan, I can make a living." The old man said, "It's not enough, you can say more!" "One hundred thousand." The old man said, "It's not enough!" Du Zichun said, "Then, one million is enough." "The old man still can't say enough. Du Zichun said: "That's three million." The old man said, "That's pretty much it." The old man took out a string of money from his sleeve and said, "I'll give you these tonight, and I'll wait for you at noon tomorrow at the Xiyu Mansion on West Street, don't be late." ”

At noon the next day, Du Zichun went as scheduled, and the old man really gave him three million money, and left without leaving his name. Du Zichun had so much money, so he wandered again, thinking that he would not be poor in his life if he had so much money. Since then, he has been wearing a light fur on a fat horse, drinking with his friends every day, calling a band to play music for him, fooling around in Flower Street and Willow Lane, and never caring about his future livelihood.

After only one or two years, he squandered all the money given to him by the old man, so he had to wear very cheap clothes, and replaced his horse with a donkey, and then the donkey had no choice but to walk, and in a blink of an eye, he became a poor bastard like he had when he first arrived in Chang'an. At the end of the road, he was helpless, and he looked up to the sky and sighed.