The efficiency of Wanbaolou has never been worried, Li Changan didn't finish the second cup of tea, and a pretty maid came in with a Qiankun ring and a spirit beast bag and handed it to Lin Yaxuan.

"Jianzi, the medicinal materials and poisons you need, I let them all pack them inside, the spirit stone is also there, Jianzi can be counted. ”

"No, no, for the credibility of Wanbaolou, this son has never doubted. Li Changan waved his hand and said, carefully checking it in private.

"Well, thank you Kenzi for your trust. ”

"You're welcome, the deal is complete, the cooperation is happy, Lin Shaodong, we will have a date later. ”

"Kenzi, please. ”

Seeing Li Changan go downstairs, put away the dark night wolf and leave Wanbao Building, a middle-aged man who was slightly similar to Lin Yaxuan walked out.

"How?" he asked.

Lin Yaxuan shook her head slightly, and said: "I can't see through him, but the results of the investigation should be correct, this person is moody, deep-minded, and a smiling tiger, and with him to cooperate, I prefer that adult, at least I won't hide it." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, no longer entangled.

......

At the same time, in the north of Pengcheng millions of miles, there is a wonderful place, strange stones rise from the ground, jagged peaks and peaks, thousands of postures, ingenious workmanship.

Between the peaks and mountains, there is a magnificent square, a stone sword is obliquely inserted there, the hilt of the sword is like a bridge, straight into the sky, it seems that this sword is pierced from the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth.

This is where the Yijian Gate is located.

Because of the whole sword cultivation, many things in the door are related to the sword.

The place where he lives is called Jian Feng, the martial arts training ground is called the Sword Trial Hall, and the elders are called Jian Lao if they are powerful......

Anyway, they can't get along with the sword, and because of this, the people of the Yijian Sect are called sword people by Xue Gu and the Hundred Refining Sect, and they have slowly become sluts today.

Wu Jianfeng, a young man with a round face, stood in the room, holding a paintbrush and a pestle on the table with his left hand, revising and correcting the new ink paintings, but he always felt dissatisfied.

Chen Jiwu was very puzzled, obviously his painting level had not decreased, but none of the ink paintings he had painted these days were satisfactory to him.

In the painting, two heroes are facing each other, one wearing a hat, unable to see his face clearly, and is good at knives.

One had a solemn face, a scar on his face, and a sword.

Even if the two didn't fight, they simply looked at each other, and a nervous aura still came to their faces.

But what is very strange is that Chen Jiwu always feels that something is missing in this ink painting.

The footsteps of the pop tower came from the tower, and Chen Jiwu lowered his head and pondered the ink painting, but he didn't raise his head.

The disciples of the Yijian Sect who came in did not dare to be angry, and respectfully stopped and bowed.

said: "Jianzi, the people who explored the secret realm this time have returned, and only two junior disciples have not come out. ”

"The casualties are so small?" Chen Jiwu looked up, very puzzled in his heart, a little unconvinced.

A month ago, every time he explored the secret realm, he would basically follow, leading the disciples to act as a sword, and his familiarity with the secret realm could definitely rank among the top three of the three major forces.

It was also because of the breakthrough of the Heavenly Xuan Realm that Chen Jiwu had to let go of this matter.

In his mind, without his own leadership, this secret exploration will inevitably be heavily damaged, in the past, he would take seven or eight people dead and injured each time, this time, half of them can be regarded as the top of the sky.

However, now his subordinates told him that only two people did not come out, and the others were all intact.

How is this possible!

Have the spirit beasts collectively hibernated in the secret realm?

Or did these people find a place to hide after they entered?

"What the hell is going on?"

"Yu Jianzi, it's because of that Li Changan, according to the senior brothers who came out, Li Changan is the strongest in the secret realm, swept through the major forbidden areas, and emptied all the spirit beasts, and they also got some light because of this, and the harvest is much richer than before, Jianzi, what's wrong with you? Jianzi ......"

With a bang, Chen Jiwu slapped him and flew him out.

The ink pen in his hand dotted on the painting, and a black stain fell in the middle of the confrontation between the two Jianghu guests.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the painting changed again.

The dignified aura escalated instantly, and a solemn aura quietly rose, vivid and full of killing intent.

Chen Jiwu put away the ink pen, looked at the two Jianghu guests on the table who seemed to come to life, the sword intent on his body skyrocketed, and the whole person was like an unsheathed sword.

If anyone is here, they will definitely be able to find that the sword intent exuded by Chen Jiwu's body has reached its peak!

With Chen Jiwu's age and talent, it is very likely that he will break through again at the age of half a hundred to achieve the consummation of sword intent, which is comparable to Zhao Bang, the current master of the First Sword Sect.

"It should be mine, you can't snatch it, it's just the combat power of the Tianxuan Realm, what is this sword afraid of, let me personally verify the vision of the door master." ”

......

City.

After coming out of Wanbao Tower, Li Changan put away Warwick with the spirit beast bag to avoid causing another sensation.

Seeing that it was getting late, Li Changan didn't plan to rush to Yijianmen overnight, anyway, there was no urgency, the sword tablet had always been there, so there was no need to worry about it for a while.

Wandering around the city aimlessly, the leisurely feeling makes people fascinated, and they can't help but want to relax and enjoy the beauty of this warm tide.

At that moment, a Buddhist voice sounded.

"This benefactor, please stay. ”

Li Changan stopped and looked back, only to see an old blind man sitting on a fortune-telling stall, his hands folded, and he smiled at him.

"You're a monk?"

"Yes, donor. ”

"A monk with this look?"

"The donor is in the obstacle, as the so-called Buddha stays in his heart, wine and meat pass through the intestines, as long as there is a Buddha in his heart, wine and meat can be eaten, not to mention, the poor monk is just a bad skin. ”

Looking at what the old blind fortune teller said, Li Changan almost believed it.

"Oh, what is your Dharma name, monk, and which temple do you come from?"

"Poor monk - Buddha precepts. ”

"The little monk is from the Buddha country of the Canglan Star Domain, and he is one of the four Buddhas under the main seat of the Buddha of the Buddha country. ”

"......" Li Changan.

Not to mention whether this old blind man is really a monk or not, just what he said about the Canglan Star Domain, the Buddha Country, the Buddha Lord, these things, Li Changan has never heard of them.

It's not just that he is unheard, even the Sword Emperor Thunder Emperor, and even the Sword Changqing, no one knows about it.

Keeping a skeptical attitude towards the old blind man's words, Li Changan didn't want to delve into him, so he asked: "Okay, Master Buddha Ring, right, can you tell me why you stopped me?"

The old blind man, no, should call the Buddha and answer, "I want to ask the donor about someone." ”

"Who?"

"Like a poor monk, the Dharma name is empty. ”

As soon as the thought became empty, Li Changan suddenly understood that this old blind man should indeed be a monk, but he didn't know what grievances and entanglements there were between them.

Li Changan was skeptical about the Buddha's precepts, so he was even more reluctant to get involved.

These days, he has been upset and irritable by cause and effect, how can he take the initiative to get involved.

But one thing he wants to ask is that the appearance of this Buddha ring is similar to the little monk's recitation, isn't this a world of difference?

"I haven't seen it. ”

The Buddha precept chuckled lightly and said, "Donor, do you know why there are thousands of pedestrians coming and going in the city, but the poor monk stops you alone?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. ”

Because the donor has an aura of emptiness, it means that the donor has had contact with the emptiness of a thought in the past six months. ”

Li Changan was stunned for a moment, this Buddha ring should have some means, and he could detect that he had been in contact with Yi Nian Chengkong, but unfortunately, the time error was a little too big.

After carefully sensing the cultivation of the Buddha's precepts, what made Li Changan speechless was that this monk only had the cultivation of Lingxuan One Heavy Heaven.

This......

Even Li Changan has seen Nie Xian, who has the most wasted cultivation, successfully awakened the life spirit two days ago, and now he is a double cultivation of the spirit and the Xuan, this Buddha ring has simply refreshed his knowledge.

Is there no weakest, only weaker?

Or is it like this in Buddhism, the cultivation of recitation is not high, the Buddha precepts are not high, and the monks don't care, is there such a tradition?

"Okay, if you say there is that, I won't refute it, but you don't have to ask me, I won't tell you, the matter between you has nothing to do with me, and you don't want to get involved. ”

"Amitabha, since this is the case, the poor monk will not force the benefactor. ”

To Li Changan's surprise, the Buddha precept did not continue to ask, and recited the Buddha's name, which was not difficult at all.

"Delaying the donor's time, it is really the fault of the little monk, as compensation for the donor, the little monk has a word to give, I don't know if to talk about it?"

As soon as he looked like this, Li Changan could guess what he was about to say, but it was nothing more than chattering like a thought into nothingness, saying plausible truths.

He was tired of hearing this kind of talk.

"If you don't talk about it, don't talk about it. ”

Choked on a sentence, the Buddha Ring was silent for a moment, then sighed and asked: "Why should the donor be persistent? This world, colorful and colorful, is far from being as extreme as the donor imagined. ”

Li Changan asked rhetorically: "What does the master think is the essence of this world?"

The Buddha was silent for a long time, and said: "The donor's words are sharp, and his words go straight to the essence, perhaps, the donor's insistence is right." ”

Li Changan smiled, this fake monk called the Buddha Ring is obviously much better than the little monk who Nian Chengkong, not so rigid.

"In that case, then may I ask the master, in this dark world of the law of the jungle, how do you think sentient beings should choose?"

If you are not cruel to yourself, if you are not cruel to others, you will inevitably become the one who is oppressed by others, if you can't even protect yourself, how can there be any colorful world to speak of?

The Buddha sighed and lamented the injustice of the world.

What the donor said is sobering, and it should be so, and living oneself well is the most important thing. ”

"What about the master, what do you think?"

"With one lamp, spread all the lights, and finally all the lights will be bright, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future. ”

Li Changan's words changed many views of the Buddha's vows on sentient beings, but his persistence never wavered.

A flower and a world, a tree and a floating life,

One grass and one heaven, one leaf as it comes,

One sand and one bliss, one side and one pure land,

A smile is a dust, a thought is pure.