"I also want to find that female doll, you follow the poor road, you can't be wrong" The lantern Taoist priest said and waved his hand, and the purple sun instantly turned into a purple gold light, which was included in the wick. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old Taoist priest carried the lotus lantern for two or three steps, disappeared, ran into the woods, and disappeared without a trace.

On the other hand, Huitong looked for Zhu Yifei, and after passing through the purple bamboo forest with the clouds, he came to a quiet canyon, where the canyon was full of bewitching butterfly flowers, the breeze was blowing, and the faint strange fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, which made people smell intoxicated.

Seeing that there was no road ahead, Huitong was about to go back and change directions, but he didn't expect that the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and a gust of cold wind blew through the sea of flowers, and those colorful butterflies that were constantly flying also fell in the heart of the flowers, as if they were relying on weak petals to resist.

Huitongxiu's eyebrows were furrowed, and the 'swastika' symbol on his forehead was as red as blood, flashing with the light of Buddha gold, which was particularly eye-catching in the valley that was rapidly dimming.

"Where is the demon, don't appear quickly" Huitong's voice was full of majesty, his expression was extremely solemn, and the Buddha looked at the heavy clouds above his head, his steps retreated, and he turned around and ran.

"Since you're here, why don't you eat a glass of wine?" In the void, there was a woman's warbler voice and swallow words, and then those originally petite and delicate colorful butterflies instantly became several times larger, their bodies were like floating clouds, their colorful wings hung in the sky, and a large number of them flew and stacked, blocking Huitong's retreat.

The moth puffs fell on the grass in a puff, burning the pale green weeds into purple and red.

Huitong stopped, turned his head to look, only to see three young women slowly walking in the void, Xiang Chang is slender, one is holding a pipa in his hand, one is twisting flowers with his fingertips, and the other is holding a colorful red ling, wearing a neon clear feather gauze coat, falling embroidered Wen Yingfangluo, decorated with jade, stepping on the butterfly flower, like walking in the clouds, light and ethereal, and coming from all styles.

Huitong Buddha's eyes opened, took a closer look, and was secretly surprised in his heart, these three people are butterfly demons, and they all have a marriage with him, and when they meet again today, it seems that they will not escape.

The three butterfly demons landed a few meters away in front of Huitong, looked at him with a detailed eye, and said: "I didn't expect to see each other for a few lifetimes, and I still look like this, do you want to attract bees and butterflies?" ”

Hui Channel: "The three demons are here to seek revenge and take their lives today."

"This is natural, you owe our sisters, you have the Buddha's light to protect the body, and the reincarnated body is not in calamity, we naturally have no way to take you, but it is natural to repay the debt, and the love debt owed is naturally no exception" The butterfly demon who held the pipa in his hand said.

"Lingyin, three years ago, it was you who were entangled with me, at that time I was practicing in the Buddhist monastery, and I saw that you were wet by the rain and almost died, my Buddha was merciful, so I rescued you, both by my side, every day by the Buddha's light, the etiquette is clear, only then did I have today's cultivation, how can I fall into a demon and deviate from the right path" Huitong saw the demonic energy above her head, and said with great pain.

"Master Huitong, what are you saying now, I pleaded with you in every possible way before, but you were cold and hard-hearted, and followed you through a hundred years of hardship, but in the end you abandoned it, and even left no clues, I looked for the Three Realms and Six Paths, just to meet you, but what about you?" The butterfly demon Lingyin said, his eyes were full of water, and he was stunned, and two tears rolled down and fell into the pipa strings, instantly making a "ding dong" sound.

"What does Sister Lingyin mean by this, at that time, it was me and my husband who were accompanied by each other in Putuo Mountain, and my husband was infected by the miasma, if it wasn't for me collecting medicine and alchemy every day to regulate his body, how could he still be today?" The woman standing in the middle with a twisted flower branch sneered.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, Huitong and I might have broken the mirror and reunited" The butterfly demon Lingyin raised his eyebrows, and the magic light in his eyes loomed, and he said angrily at the woman.

"Yes, if you hadn't secretly recovered his memory, now I and my husband and Meimei, I don't know how many children I have had," the woman also said angrily.

"I'm his wife, you latecomer, it's really wishful thinking to be above me," said the butterfly demon Lingyin.

"Hmph, you're just sticking to your husband, have you ever visited the church? Have you ever been married? Even if you want to enter the door, you can only be a concubine," said the flower butterfly demon with a smug smile.

The butterfly demon Lingyin was about to get angry, but suddenly laughed: "But it wasn't me who robbed your husband, but our common good sister, to put it bluntly, at the beginning, you were still beaten by her and your wings were broken, I think you are a concubine"

The Flower Butterfly Demon was stunned when she heard this, and was about to speak, when the woman holding the colorful red ling said coldly, "Didn't you come to settle accounts today?" Why are you still arguing yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, the two women suddenly came to their senses and glared at Huitong angrily.

Huitong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, was a little speechless, and said to the three people: "What do you want, the memory in the reincarnation of the ninth world is a little intermittent, if there is no demon and evil clash today, it will not return to the right body, and many things have been remembered clearly."

"Yes, you can't remember clearly, but our three sisters remember it clearly, and my unborn child also remembers it clearly," Cailian Butterfly Demon said in a sad voice.

"Kid?" Huitong was stunned for a moment, his long eyebrows furrowed, and the 'swastika' symbol on his forehead kept flashing.

"Hmph, I think you've forgotten it, but you killed him with your own hands at the beginning, and now ask me what revenge I am looking for, naturally it is a big hatred and deep hatred" The voice of the Cailian woman was extremely sad and sad, and she waved the Cailian in her hand into a whirlwind, and the murderous strangulation came towards Huitong.

Huitong stepped back, floating away from several attacks, and pushed away with his left and right palms one after another, scattering the demonic energy, and the two of them teleported up and down in the valley, dazzling the other two.

"You see, the eldest sister even gave birth to a child, and your marriage is nothing" Lingyin suddenly felt that her experience was much better than the two.

"Who made us all fall in love with the monk" The butterfly demon sighed, and then jumped up on the spot, rushed up, and the cold voice came from top to bottom: "Today, there will be an end, no matter what the result is, there should be a place for thousands of years of waiting and suffering."

"The second sister is right" The butterfly demon Lingyin responded, holding the pipa and chasing after him.

Huitong in mid-air secretly complained to himself, it was a little difficult to deal with one by himself, and now with the rest of the two demons, I am afraid that he will not be able to retreat with his whole body.

The three demons stood in mid-air, enclosing Huitong in the middle.

A demon plays a magic sound to disturb the ears, and a demon scatters turbid incense to confuse the smell.

The other demon held the colorful dance like a dragon and snake in the air, like a leaping shadow, sealing all the retreats, and at the same time, firmly binding it within his own attack range, leaving almost no room for it.

Huitong also sighed secretly, he didn't remember much about the past, and the current situation of the Buddha nature has only begun to appear less than one layer, and the spell is naturally much weaker, and it is really difficult to fight against the three demons, I am afraid that after a long time, the Buddha nature will disappear, and there will be only the share of being slaughtered.

However, Huitong also understands that these three demons hate him, but they also show a lot of mercy to their subordinates, otherwise it would be impossible for him to last for so long with his current ability.

Seeing that Huitong's face was pale, the butterfly demon Lingyin couldn't bear to start, bit his lip, then stopped playing with his fingers, and was talking, Cailian Butterfly Demon said coldly: "Don't you forget who broke your demon bones in the first place, and let you sink into the reincarnation of red dust as a cow and a horse, did he have pity for you back then?" ”

Hearing this, the magic light flashed in his eyes, and he did not hesitate, but opened his hands and played vigorously.

The sound of the pipa is like crying and complaining, like a ghost girl's sad song, mourning and complaining, listening to it in the ears, around the heart, the sadness and sadness, in an instant, bombarded Huitong's heart, he only felt that his body shook, and thousands of colored light waves and shadows passed in front of him, and his body seemed to be instantly shuttled between the time and space of the ten thousand worlds, and it took a long time to go to the feeling of dizziness.

The chest was pierced by a blow, Huitong spurted blood, a pair of clear water eyes slowly closed, hazy, it seemed to see a butterfly fluttering, it turned its head while flying, the delicate face was full of shy smiles, Sakura lips opened slightly, and said to him: "Follow me, fast"

Huitong involuntarily opened his legs and followed the butterfly towards a hill.

The dusk drum sounded three times, and Huitong chased the butterfly to the door of a temple.

Look at the ruined temple where I have lived since I was a child, I don't know when it was turned over so fresh, the red pillars, the neat stone steps, the green willows and redwoods are luxuriant, the sky and the sun shade the green brick path, the rain in the potholes is extremely clear, and the air seems to be wafting through the slightest fragrance of flowers. The breeze was blowing, with a hint of cold and moist touch, and on his white monk's robe, there were extremely delicate droplets of water of all sizes.

Huitong stepped into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looked at the still tall and mighty golden Buddha statue, and knelt down and bowed a few times sincerely.

The Buddha statue that was originally stationary suddenly shot out a golden light, hitting Huitong's bald head, and the nine red dots behind his head disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a golden pearl fell from the Buddha's palm, fell in front of Huitong's body, rolled around, and then stopped moving.

Huitong opened his eyes, picked up the bead and saw that it was the relics he destroyed when he saved the demon girl, and hurriedly bowed down to the golden-bodied Buddha statue, and said softly: "The Buddha is above, the disciple has gone through nine generations, crossed the soul ten times, the golden body is transmitted, Huiyan Buddha's nature, the clouds are not dispersed by this catastrophe, and the death is difficult to descend, and I hope that the Buddha will guide the disciple to the maze, get out of the shell as soon as possible, return to the Yudi Lotus Terrace, and enjoy the Arhat fruit position"

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha statue suddenly fell forward, Huitong couldn't dodge, and was instantly hit by its head, and the buzzing in his mind continued, like a water bottle exploding, and bells and drums rang in unison.

Huitong covered his forehead full of blood, gasped for breath, groaned in mourning, and slowed down for a long time before pushing the Buddha statue away, dragging a leg with a broken bone, and slowly crawling out of the hall.