"Nothing here is real, it's Padmasambhava's visualization!" Fang Zhong thought to himself in his heart, convinced that it would be impossible for Padmasambhava to move himself and her out of the Van Sheng Palace in the blink of an eye, and come to the place where the two had met in the first place. But the scenery in front of me is so real that you can clearly see the small green grass on the ground and the dead yellow leaves of the big trees, and even a few pink butterflies are fluttering among the flowers in front of the house.

Several crisp bird chirpings can be heard in the shade of the trees, and a few rays of sunlight rush through the shade of the trees, casting them on the roofs and on the ground, making the picture colorful.

Fang Zhong calmed his mind for a moment, looked at Padmasambhava, who was standing behind the door and smiled indifferently, and said, "Hallucination!?" ”

Padmasambhava shook his head and said, "It's not an illusion, at this moment, in this world, only you and I exist, and this world is real. ”

"How can the imaginary world be real?"

"If I just visualize a false world, of course it's false, but if the world I'm visualizing is real, it's real, and it's like a very optimistic idea, even if there is no skin-to-skin relationship, but it can bind people together. The Great Buddha Mother can visualize the incarnation of the gods, why can't I? "It is not impossible to cultivate to the depths of the imagination, to turn nothing into existence, and to turn decay into magic.

Padmasambhava turned around slowly, this room is divided into two rooms, the outer guest hall Fang Zhong has already seen it, the master of the wind hall was here to meet himself, but the inner hall has never entered, I saw Padmasambhava waved his hand lightly, covering the door curtain of the inner and outer rooms has been opened.

Fang Zhong watched her walk into the inner room, and then beckoned to himself, Fang Zhong involuntarily walked over, looked into the door curtain, and saw that there was only a carved wooden bed inside, which was not painted, but the pattern was simple, and if you carefully identified it, you could see that the mandarin ducks were carved playing in the water, the lotus leaves were stretching, the water was rippling, and the two mandarin ducks were crossed together, which seemed to be lingering. This look shows that it is the style of oriental painting, and there is no such artistic conception in the snowy region. The bed is neatly covered with futon bedding and two wooden sleepers are placed on one side. On top of the wooden cabinet at the head of the bed, there is a stone vase with a white snow lotus flower inserted.

In addition, there is only a dresser by the window, a wooden comb, hairpins, several red and yellow head ropes, and several bracelets and Buddhist beads strung with various precious stones.

This is not the living room of the Wind Hall Lord at all, but more like Padmasambhava's own boudoir.

Fang Zhong's face showed a suspicious expression, and before he could speak, Padmasambhava said, "Of course Grandpa Feng's residence is not like this, I have already reorganized it, and I will live here in the future." ”

Fang Zhongxin said that was indeed the case, and said: "I don't think Senior Feng will live in such a place, so this place is still fake, so what do you have to say if you let me come here?" ”

Padmasambhava said: "I want to say a lot, I don't care about this moment, before that, let me ask you a word, who do you think I am more like now?" When she said this, her eyes were affectionate, her face was slightly red, and she was completely like a woman from a small family.

Fang Zhong was shocked when he saw it, who Padmasambhava looked like now, even Fang Zhong himself couldn't judge, judging from the way she dressed, she looked like Yang Zong, but she looked infatuated and like a fairy, she couldn't say that she was Padmasambhava or Jiang Xuelian. Fang Zhongqiang calmed himself and said: "Like ...... More like Xian'er, no, no, more like Yangzong......"

Padmasambhava sneered and said, "Actually, I am like everyone, whether it is Yang Zong or Xian'er, it is all me, what they think is what I think, so I should call you Brother Fang, or husband." Her smile was really charming.

Fang Zhong's eyes flickered and said, "Since it's all you, how can I care what it's called." He didn't dare to stare at Padmasambhava, but lowered his head. Why he was so flustered, even he didn't know.

Padmasambhava's voice suddenly whispered in his ear: "Whether it is Yang Zong or Xian'er, they all have a wish, do you know? It's a pity that they will never be able to fulfill this wish, but I am still here, and this regret can be fulfilled for them. Just when Fang Zhong lowered his head, Padmasambhava's figure had quietly come to the side for some time, wrapped his hands around him, and gently hugged Fang Zhong's body.

Fang Zhong was so shocked that his forehead sweated, and his breath became thicker, he couldn't imagine that Padmasambhava, a future Buddha who would lead the snowy region, would actually use his contemplation to bring himself here, just to tell about the love of children, he stretched out his hand and wanted to push, but as soon as his hands touched Padmasambhava's shoulders, he couldn't push it anymore, because Padmasambhava's entire body was already tightly leaning on his body. If all this was an illusion and a fake, Fang Zhong wouldn't have reacted much, but the moment his body leaned over, Fang Zhong clearly felt a fiery body in front of him.

Fang Zhong couldn't push it, so he had to take a few steps back, but Padmasambhava's body was as soft as a boneless, still clinging to his body, Fang Zhong panicked: "You are the future Buddha of this snowy region, if you want to make countless people change their evil and return to righteousness, how can you fall into the ......" Without waiting for Fang Zhong to finish speaking, Padmasambhava interjected: "Didn't you say that this is all an illusion, since it is an illusion, it should be regarded as a dream of Nanke, what does it matter." Moreover, even if this is true, there is no contradiction with the snowy land and the future Buddha, is it necessary to break off the seven emotions and six desires to persuade people to do good, and does it take a lifetime of loneliness to change evil and return to righteousness, what is the reason? The Dharma is not innate, and when there is no Dharma, is it possible that the world is full of wicked people? Since the Dharma came later, it means that there were other Dharma before that, and the Dharma will never be the only one who has attained the right results. I know the truth that there is no definite law, and I know it better than anyone else. ”

The enemy is the enemy, the local enemy, and the enemy is hated by the Yang Sphere side

On Buddhism, where can Fang Zhong say anything about her. The two hugged each other, just like the first time Guanji was optimistic, but neither of them went further, so they hugged each other in a daze......

When the morning sun rose, the door opened, and a figure walked out of the door, came to the open place to practice the sword like flying, and the window bar behind pushed upward, revealing a delicate face that should be happy and hateful.

When the morning sun rose, the door opened, and a figure walked out of the door, coming to the open place to practice the sword like flying, and the window bar behind it pushed up, revealing a delicate face that was happy and disgusting.

As the sun sets, two figures stand under the tree, watching the magnificent sunset together, watching the changes of the clouds, and comprehending the fate of life and death.

The jade rabbit rose eastward, on the branches of the big tree, first a petite figure sat alone on the tree, looking up at the bright moon, as if he wanted to see if there was a heart in the toad palace that was also attracted by the sound of the sword and axe. Soon after, another figure jumped up from below, sat down beside her, and accompanied her to look up at the bright moon.

Time flies, and there is no third person between this small world, which seems to be enough for the two to linger until they are old, but the good dreams are sometimes over, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and after three years, whether it is a big tree or a wooden house, it gradually dissipates in a brilliant glow.

Three years is a long time, enough for the great changes in heaven and earth, the rebirth of all things, and the birth of a new life.

Three years is a short time, and when you open your eyes, the years are gone in a flash.

When Fang Zhong reopened his eyes, the hall was empty, Padmasambhava's figure had disappeared, and at the same time, Jiang Wenxian, Mrs. Li, and Li Jinyu were also open.

At the entrance of the hall, the figure of the Great Mighty King bowed and said, "You can go." ”

Fang Zhong stood up and glanced at the empty Dharma platform, then silently turned away.

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Fang Zhong didn't ask Padmasambhava what he had said to Jiang Wenxian and Madame Li, he just had to know what he had experienced, and these things would be like a hidden secret that would be buried in his heart forever.

"Zhong'er, are you really not going back to Dongtu?" Jiang Wenxian said with some surprise.

Fang Zhong nodded and said, "Uncle Jiang, I won't go back, this place is vast, and I will be like Uncle Ba, looking for a place that no one knows, and waiting for the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation." ”

Jiang Wenxian looked at Li Jinyu beside him and said, "But Jinyu ......"

Li Jinyu said with a firm gaze: "Where Brother Fang goes, I will also go, but I know my own affairs, the road is difficult, and I don't know how long I can stay with Brother Fang, in the future, I may return to Tianxuan Palace, and my father and mother don't have to worry about me." ”

Jiang Wenxian sighed and said, "Since this is the case, I won't force it." "After all, there are very few people who can step into the avenue, as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, the rest can be put aside.

The saddest thing is not Jiang Wenxian, but Sikong Forgiveness, Fang Zhong didn't say that he wanted him to continue to follow, and now that Jin Yu is by Fang Zhong's side, it is inconvenient for him to be a big man next to him, Sikong Liang hung his head and said: "I wanted to be able to learn more Taoism by Fang Gongzi's side, but now it seems that I can only rely on myself." ”

Fang Zhongdao: "I should tell you everything, as long as Brother Forgiveness cultivates hard, there will always be a day when the Great Dao can be expected." ”

Sikong forgave him: "That's very difficult, but as long as this floating slaughter continues, I can find another way to pass it on." By the way, Brother Badao's child is about to die, so why don't you give me this doll as an apprentice. ”

Ba Wenji, who was standing on the side, laughed and said, "You don't even know whether it's a man or a woman, so you want to accept an apprentice." ”

Mei Yuru said with a smile: "This baby must be a man." ”

Ba Wenji said: "Why does the lady say that? ”

Mei Yuru said: "Just because he is moving in my stomach, a small hand is a paw print, if it is a girl, how can she be so naughty." ”

Sikong Liang was surprised: "What, hand paw prints, isn't it like an eagle's claws." ”

Mei Yuru nodded and said, "It's indeed a little similar." ”

Sikong Liang was overjoyed and said: "Needless to say, I have taken this apprentice with me, Brother Ba rest assured, Fang Gongzi will pass on my skills, and I will definitely pass it on to you this child." ”

Qian Wenyi, Jiang Wenxian and others originally thought that Sikong Liang was joking, but who knew that he took it seriously, and Ba Wenji and Mei Yuru had been in the snowy region for so many years and had plans to go back to take a look, so at the invitation of Jiang Wenxian, they decided to go back to Dongtu with everyone. In this way, only Fang Zhong and Li Jinyu remained.

No one cared that He Ying didn't say a word in the crowd.

Everyone and Fang Zhong said goodbye, the hideous beast stood proudly aside, and when Fang Zhong led the golden jade to sit on its back again, a long roar rose from the ground in the wind that swept the four legs, and flew towards the white mountain and black water.

"Hey, what about Miss He?"

Jin Juhua suddenly realized that He Ying, who was still standing in the crowd just now, had disappeared.

Everyone hurriedly looked into the distance where Fang Zhong had disappeared, only to see a sword light closely following the black shadow that the hideous beast had turned into.