Wu Yi saw that the ruffian dragon, who had always liked to show off, had become so distracted, and boldly speculated: "That's all that has been said, why don't you mention it? I don't think you want to mention it, but you don't dare to mention it! You have been boasting about how strong your strength is, why was your body destroyed, and your soul was sealed into the evil blade to be a thousand-year-old instrument spirit? Could it be that it was the 'old witch' who absorbed the essence of life and was conspired against!"

"Cut, what kind of identity is the deity, how can a mere Hehuan Sect deal with it? Don't think about it here, you kid, when you cultivate to break through the realm of transforming into a god, you will naturally be able to inquire about the legend of the deity. The ruffian dragon said loudly.

"Transformation Realm? Is this the cultivation level above the Concentration Realm? I wonder if Guo Hongyang's cultivation has reached the Transformation Realm?" Wu Yi threw out several questions, but the ruffian dragon had already ignored it, and admired Murong Xiaoxiao's dancing posture with peace of mind, and could still vaguely hear the sound of swallowing saliva, I don't know if it was those sons of the family, or the ruffian dragon, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by her.

Murong Xiaoxiao's dancing posture is already quite conservative compared to being in the painting boat, but the Hehuan Sect is the Hehuan Sect after all, compared to other sects in the Tianyuan Continent, it is much more bold and open, the purple gauze skirt is as thin as a cicada's wings, between bending over and kicking the legs, the slender figure is still faintly visible, tender and white as jade, looming, causing people to infinitely reverie, this is a visual feast for a group of hungry wolves, staring at the eyeballs, unwilling to miss any detail, but for Shikong, it is a little embarrassing, as a monk, abide by the rules and precepts, do not want to take a second look, take care of the moon alone, dressed in white, standing by the railing, it is really not half a step in the red dust。

"This little monk can really keep it, no wonder he was arranged to participate in several important occasions, and it is estimated that he was also trained as a successor. Wu Yi secretly said in his heart, from beginning to end, he only communicated with Murong Xiaoxiao politely, but from beginning to end, his eyes were clear, open, and free, without any fluctuations in desire, which even he couldn't do, and he had a little more attention and respect in his heart.

The most important thing in the way of cultivation is to cultivate the mind, and the most difficult thing to do is to get rid of the ** of nature, not to fluctuate emotions for the troubles of the world, and to pursue the most authentic source wholeheartedly, which is a kind of awe-inspiring power.

"The master is so Yaxing, everyone is attracted by singing and dancing, but they ignore the bright moonlight. Wu Yi walked to the edge of the railing, looked at the sky full of stars and a bright moon, and sighed.

Shikong smiled indifferently and said noncommittally: "The beauty of beauty, the beauty of the moonlight, are the beauty of nature and there is no difference, but they have their own love, but Wu Yi can not only appreciate the charm of beauty, but also not forget the beauty of nature, free and easy, affectionate to sexuality, and the achievements in the future are limitless, which makes the little monk admire." "Hey...... I'm embarrassed to say that. Wu Yi grinned, in the end, it was on behalf of Xiao Xitian, and he spoke without leaking, but it was quite Zen, and it sounded extraordinarily comfortable.

But before Wu Yi finished laughing, he changed his words, and then said: "But the little monk still wants to remind you that there is an evil breath in your body, which has invaded your mind, if you don't get rid of it as soon as possible, I am afraid that the consequences will be very serious. ”

"I'll wipe it, I can see it, no wonder his eyes have been a little weird when he looks at me!" Wu Yi was shocked in his heart, now that the demonic qi has been wrapped in the golden bloodline divine power, even Guo Hongyang didn't feel it, but he didn't expect it to escape the observation of the void, and took the opportunity to ask: "I don't know what this demonic qi is? Once it is condensed and formed, how can it be removed?"

"Evil qi comes from resentment, can bewitch people's hearts, affect the mind, if there is an obsession in the heart, it is easy to form evil qi, and among all the evil qi, blood and demonic qi are the most domineering, and it is also the easiest to breed demons, bloodthirsty and killing, cruel and violent, completely lost themselves, and lost the meaning of life, as for the method of elimination, it is unfathomable, the little monk is young and shallow, and he does not dare to speak falsely. Shikong clasped his palms together and said very modestly.

These statements are basically the same as Wu Yi's understanding, but on how to dissolve the demonic qi, he must still have something to hide, Buddha and Taoism are slowly advancing, and the most important thing is the tempering of the mind.

Wu Yi finally had this opportunity, but he would not let it go so easily, looked up at the starry sky, and said with emotion: "We have an ancient saying in Huaxia, 'Save a life, win a seventh-level floating slaughter', the master is a monk, should be compassionate, but at this moment, he is watching his brother fall into the realm of no return, I am afraid that it is contrary to Buddhism, how can I bear it!"

"The donor is serious, not that the little monk cherishes himself, and does not want to rescue, but the breath that escapes from the donor is too domineering and evil, which has far exceeded the scope of the little monk's understanding, and he does not dare to draw conclusions, but he is afraid that it will backfire and delay the donor's practice. Shikong explained the reason for this and graciously invited.

"Xiaoxi is thousands of miles away, and I am also riddled with mundane things, and I will definitely not be able to go in a short time, so the master will not have any way? "Wu Yike doesn't want to go to Xiaoxitian, I'm afraid that if I see a real master, I can't hide everything about the Soul Devouring Bead, this is the treasure of the Su family, except for Su Qingxue, he doesn't want to give it to anyone else.

Shikong hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed slightly, took out a thin booklet, handed it to Wu Yi, and instructed: "This Heart Sutra is written by the master himself, passed on to the little monk to carry with him, daily recitation can be carefully concentrated, throw away distracting thoughts, from the realm of Sumeru to the fairy garden, you and I are also fated, now given to you, I hope this Heart Sutra can help the donor." ”

Wu Yi took it and took a look, there were four seal boys 'Demon Suppression Heart Sutra' on it, only about a dozen pages, full of boys, faintly golden light flowing, full of Buddhism's unique holy atmosphere, at first glance it is not ordinary.

"This ...... But the secret book that your master passed on to you gave it to me like this, how embarrassing is it?: Wu Yi flipped through his eyes and said insincerely.

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