Before this, Qin Xiaochuan had never felt like himself.lā

Except for some strange things always floating in his vision, he didn't think anything would happen to the demon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but recently, it is probably stimulated by the Buddha's energy, and the demonic nature is uncontrollable, and what is directly manifested outside is paranoia!

Some people only need a glance to get together. He and Yilian have only been together for two or three days, but what kind of feelings can they have?

Qin Xiaochuan watched the monk close the door and cast the sword without sleep or food, watched his white clothes stained with blood, watched him use flexible heavenly iron, and then used more treasures to make up for the defects, and used the characteristics of heavenly iron to spend his life on Buddha yuan to make the sword that had not yet formed completely dyed with Buddha rhyme. Compared to the holy light that floated on the surface like the silver glittering lotus sword at the beginning, the Buddha qi that crossed in this way will be more subtle and imperceptible, but it will have more subtle effects.

He watched as Yilian Tuosheng rapidly aged from a white and beautiful monk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's not the same as a sword piercing a person's heart and killing them quickly. Closing the door and turning around, the Buddha inside the door is abandoning everything for the common people in the world, trying to usher in his destiny. But what exactly is the Mandate of Heaven? Is it the ultimate outcome that the heavens preset for practitioners?

When Qin Xiaochuan galloped all the way to the West Buddha Country, he was thinking about this question. Why did he have to do so much? It was obvious that after the sword casting was completed, the Buddha Swallowing Boy incident would soon be over, and the Northern Regions would return to its long-standing tranquility. In this way, he obeyed the monk's wishes, quietly turned around and left, and returned to the Hanhai Forest to continue to be his plant god, isn't it comfortable? Oh, Ganoderma lucidum is actually not a plant.

But he couldn't!

Even if Yilian Tuosheng has already explained that he is not the fate that Qin Xiaochuan is looking for. He still couldn't really turn around and leave, leaving the monk alone and waiting for death! At least, after seeing the Buddha swallowing boy pick up the sword, he calmly closed his eyes and waited for death.

Qin Xiaochuan felt that his heart was going crazy. He really couldn't understand where the reluctance in his heart came from! He really didn't like being a monk at all, he didn't like being a monk at all. But the feet moved on their own...... The foot did not obey the call, and took him all the way to run eight thousand miles, all the way into the territory of the West Buddha Country!

At this time, because the Buddha swallowing boy suddenly faced the Buddha Gate, the first Fazang Wheel Dao that was originally to be held was postponed. The newly announced Western Buddha Kingdom also showed a certain tolerance for foreign Buddhas, and many monks who came to live behind the Bodhi tree for this prosperous Buddhist world.

Maybe they didn't want to deal with the Buddha Swallowing Boy, but the cause and effect were unknown, and that was not their destiny.

The delay of the monks on the road directly angered Qin Xiaochuan. Behold, the stupid monk in his house is dying for the heavens, and now it is the same monk who is preventing him from saving people! Monk, have you come to your senses?

"-The Holy Lotus has been transformed into a great thousand!"

The footsteps of the advance stopped in front of the Bodhi tree, and the golden holy light spread out a golden lotus, part of which turned into a breeze to soothe the wounded around him, and part of it turned into a Sanskrit volley to descend from the sky, suppressing the attacking demons with the power of a powerful Vajra!

Qin Xiaochuan, who was classified as a demon, immediately felt the restraint in this attribute, with a click, the five-fingered phalanges of the wooden staff clenched, the soles of his feet sank three inches, and his knees bent but he never bowed his head!

The demon wanted to save the Buddha, but the Buddha stopped it, what kind of bullshit truth is this! A touch of demon green in his hand set off an endless spiritual tide, and the monk with a lower cultivation level immediately leaned over and vomited blood, and his eyes were in a trance like an ancient tree falling from the sky—with such a pure wood aura, Qin Xiaochuan could conclude that the ancient tree on which his ontology grew must be very extraordinary:

"The Lotus Flower Holy Road opens the sky!"

It's a nonsense.

This trick is nameless. Qin Xiaochuan struggled to rise from the ground, with the staff as the sword, the demon sword as the first, the person was in mid-air, the two swords were crossed, what was attracted was not the wind and clouds, but the Buddha qi was shaken!

He was sure that when he shouted out his move, the Buddha who was fighting him must have been stunned for a moment. "Open it for me, open it!"

The six demonic qi walked in six directions, up and down, left and right, front and back, and broke through the golden lotus lock in an instant. "Huh?" A Buddha dressed in a pale yellow monk's robe, with white hair and relics, seven treasure beads draped over his shoulders, and a prayer bead in his hand, accompanied by a sound of doubt, slowly descended from the rain of golden lotus in the sky, and stepped under the Bodhi tree, blocking in front of the monks.

"It's immeasurable. The little living Buddha stood up to greet him, folded his hands and bowed his head slightly, and gave the sage due courtesy: "Venerable Dry Zen." ”

The dry Zen open flame and green light shine brightly, which is the name of this old monk of the cold temple.

All of a sudden, there was a terrible sound in the wind, just like the Hanhai Forest opening a killing ring, and the branches and leaves of the ancient trees broke the soul. Sanskrit can't stop the footsteps of the demon, the demon green sword passed, and everything was almost destroyed!

It is a life, but also a killing machine. "Ah, Mi, Buddha, Buddha!" The old monk was stunned word by word, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the Buddha number swept away the demon haze, and the illusion disappeared immediately: "Demon monk, stop!"

Qin Xiaochuan landed on one knee and was getting up at this time.

The anger in his heart did not subside, and his pupils were a touch of bewitchment, "You are the demon monk! Your family is a demon monk!" This monk is running the train with his mouth full, he must not be a good person.

The wooden staff and white robe opened the way to kill, and the demon sword was shining green in his hand! The expression of the Venerable Dry Zen remained unchanged, and he put one hand together, fearless: "You have a demonic nature that has not faded, and you are good at using the tricks of Buddhism, what is it if you are not a demon monk?"

"......" is really just a casual repetition. Qin Xiaochuan was unwilling to entangle with the Buddhist monk in front of him anymore, the wooden staff moved forward, the cold wind of the demon sword appeared, and his face was like ice: "Get out of the way!"

"No. Venerable Kuzen actually replied, "You haven't answered my previous question. ”

What is the problem? Is there a question about who has succeeded in turning into a demon monk? The monks of the Western Buddha Kingdom who had risen one after another around looked at each other.

Behind the Bodhi tree, a monk dressed in white and wearing white conch on his shoulders and white hair sat on a futon and couldn't help but open his eyes. A monk beside him, who was also dressed in yellow and had the appearance of King Kong's angry eyebrows, sighed: "It's started again." ”

"......" Qin Xiaochuan didn't have a temper at all. At this time, if he can't see that the middle-aged old monk in front of him has three points of intention, he is a complete fool. "I'm here to save people. He took a deep breath and aimed at the little living Buddha: "As long as I save people, I will not hurt people." ”

"Why don't you save people, why don't you save birds, animals, and the world?" Venerable Kuzen didn't let go, his white eyebrows lowered, although his face looked old, his actual voice was strong and powerful: "You really understand, what are you trying to save?"

Zen, Zen heart, Zen language! Can Buddhism be a little less routine, a little more sincere? Qin Xiaochuan pinched his finger bones again, but the monk in front of him had a deep breath, and he could force out the limit with one move, as if he really couldn't beat it...... "If there is an eagle in front of you that is about to die, will you save it?"

"Yes. "The Venerable Kuzen is actually merciful.

"Is there a man who is going to die?"

"Yes. ”

"Now there is a monk who is going to die, can you save it or not!" Qin Xiaochuan smacked his staff.

"Is he really dying?" Although every sentence of the Venerable Kuzen seemed to have a deep meaning. But Qin Xiaochuan didn't want to delve into it at all, he really didn't mean anything close to the monk.

Qin Xiaochuan said: "He's really dying!"

"Amitabha. "The Venerable Kuzen recited the Buddha's name again, but he did not move, waver, or give in.

Qin Xiaochuan: "......" How about fighting another trick to break the sky and mix up the Yuan Palm?

The little living Buddha in the back suddenly said: "Donor, the opportunity you are asking for is not mine." ”

Qin Xiaochuan was stunned, raised his head and suddenly met the eyes of the Venerable Zen Venerable.

His Holiness said, "Take me with you." "This kid is stupid. The old man had been standing in front of him for a long time, why did he keep staring at the little Buddha who had just been reincarnated in the West Buddha Kingdom and had not yet consolidated his foundation?

Maybe that's just chance.

“…… Thanks a lot. Qin Xiaochuan could only say this. To tell the truth, it is already time to thank the Buddha for being able to retreat without being driven out by the West Buddha Kingdom with a stick.

Then it's as fast as you can to rush back.

Come for a day, return for half a day. The dry Zen open flame and green light shine, which is originally from the Buddha hometown and the same vein of the ancient temple of Hanshan Mountain, can become a venerable, naturally is above the congenital.

A ray of light streaked across the sky above the Northern Regions, leaving a little Buddha Qi behind. Sitting on top of a charred black ruined temple, a demon dressed in white and with red hair like fire looked up at the clouds.

Huaguang went to the northern corner of the imperial city, and when he left, the sun set at dusk, and when he returned, dusk was approaching. Qin Xiaochuan was anxious, and took the monk to jump over the wall and enter the house. An oil lamp, faintly lit, illuminated the white-clothed monk under the shadow of the tree. It's just a short day, Yiliantuo's white hair is almost withered, although his eyebrows and eyes are still peaceful, but how can Qin Xiaochuan not see that there are a few more wrinkles on his face that is as smooth as a baby. His eyebrows also grew a lot, and he sat cross-legged, and the sword that was about to turn dark red was still resting on his knees, but the soil under the white clothes was dark red, like blood that had been coagulated for a long time.

A drop of bright red, trembling, the edge of the unfinished blade slipping.

Qin Xiaochuan, who was so quick to talk at that time and said don't let the sword be so white, was so remorseful at this time. Yilian Tuosheng didn't seem surprised by his return, and asked with a smile: "I see." Have you found your chance?"

"Amitabha!" Venerable Kuzen took a step forward and performed the Buddha salute: "The ancient temple of Hanshan, the cultivators have a green light, and they have seen the Buddha preachers in the Northern Regions. "Crossing demons with one's body, crossing people with one's travels, and being born in the northern region with a lotus, how can one not be called a Buddha preacher?

"The wandering monk of the Northern Regions, a lotus tuosheng, has seen the green lantern Buddha. Yilian Tuosheng slowly stroked the long sword on his knee with his bloodstained fingers: "I'm sorry that I'm inconvenient to move at this time." ”

"I'm fine. ”

Venerable Kuzen suddenly took another step forward. Before Qin Xiaochuan could explain the situation next to him, he had already taken out a glass ball from his arms: "Offended!" With a crisp sound, the glass ball shattered, and the extremely pure Buddha qi hit Qin Xiaochuan took a step back, watching a drop of golden blood be bounced into the killing sword with a finger of the green lantern!

"Huh?" said a lotus with a vivid face.

"Don't ask! Don't ask where you come from, don't ask where you want to go home!" The Venerable Dry Zen suddenly shouted, his wrist flicked, the Buddha beads were scattered, and he pinched the trick with one hand, and then quickly cut through the right wrist with his left hand, and the Buddha seal was the guide, and the Buddha's blood was opened!

Sword...... Yes.

"Kill the commandment!" Qin Xiaochuan happened to be watching.

The long sword with a dark red body attracted the wind and clouds, and after integrating into the golden blood, it came into contact with the bright red Buddha blood, and at the moment when Yilian Tuosheng had not come back to his senses, the sword body suddenly moved, and suddenly there was a sense of rejection!" The white-robed monk stumbled backwards and almost fell. As soon as Qin Xiaochuan's body moved, he immediately went over and supported the weak Yilian Tuosheng.

"Killing commandment, good name!" Yilian Tuosheng's chest rose and fell, and he suddenly laughed out loud. The sword clanged, like the sound of arrogance, galloping into the air, and then landed, nailed straight to the stone floor. This sword absorbs a lot of Buddha energy, and even incorporates a drop of Buddha blood, but it returns to simplicity, except for the dark red color like blood coagulation, there is nothing special to see.

That's the biggest special thing in itself.

"Original!" Yilian Tuosheng turned his head slowly, his eyes were blazing, and he couldn't see the old and decadent before, as if he was returning to the light: "You are my chance!" "What is chance? It is action, opportunity, and action. It is the only way that can be passed among the various tests set by God! A lotus is the opportunity for sentient beings in the suffering realm for more than 100 years to come. The green lantern may have become Qin Xiaochuan's opportunity. Qin Xiaochuan himself, whose chance will it be?

"Hey, Master!"

Yilian Tuosheng closed his eyes and fainted. The weight of his arm sank, and Qin Xiaochuan, who was holding a person and a wooden staff at the same time, was in a hurry, whether to pinch the person or not.

"Amitabha. At this time, Venerable Dry Zen Qing Lantern had wrapped the Buddha beads around his wrist again to cover the wound that had initially stopped bleeding. The middle-aged monk looked at Qin Xiaochuan: "You have a relationship with the Buddha." ”

When it came to this, Qin Xiaochuan also had to admit that he did seem to have a relationship with the Buddha.

And the commandment of killing was put on the ground. The monk was still unconscious. The foreign aid master over there stood silently beside him, as if he was still waiting for something.

Qin Xiaochuan's heart moved, and he couldn't tell what it was like. He just had an idea:

"Do you think this sword can still be transformed?"

Venerable Kuzen remained silent: "How to transform?"

Qin Xiaochuan put down Yilian's heavy body, leaned on the wooden staff, and slowly walked to the killing sword that was quietly inserted on the ground as if it did not exist. Such a great opportunity...... If you don't try to swallow the Buddha boy, you really have to feel it when you think about it...... Regret it!