Under Daze, thunder and fire are rampant.

An area of three hundred miles of thunder pool, the inside contains the power of the thunder god, and the outside is also blocked by a group of immortal formations, which has a heritage of nearly 10,000 years.

When I looked up, I saw the thunderous flames smashing down incessantly.

The third child of the Zuo family only felt that his scalp was numb, and he wanted to go back, but his legs and feet were weak, and he boasted that he was bold in the past, and he was really condescending to do some small business outside, but at this moment, when it came to a big event, he found that he didn't have that courage at all, his face was pale, looking at the children next to him, his heart was beating wildly, and he wanted to save people but couldn't reach out.

I saw that the monk who had just eaten the cake was swept like the wind, resisted the thunder, and kept saving people.

The monk kept shouting loudly, full of energy.

The third from the left regained some of his vitality a little.

What happened after that, he himself was a little confused.

He only remembered that another big monk with a sword was sitting on the ground, and then a huge golden figure appeared in the sky, looking hideous, but he resisted the tyrannical thunder and fire with his own life, and then saw someone chanting something in the mouth of the great monk, which seemed to make the golden illusory body more solid, so he followed and recited.

The mind is messy, and the words in the mouth are sometimes right and wrong.

But gradually, that warm and peaceful feeling slowly came out in my heart.

It's not given by the outside world, but it's possessed by itself.

I am self-sufficient.

It's like wiping off the dust, and only then does it reveal its own texture.

The previous panic and fear slowly disappeared, or rather, it did not disappear, but it became harder and more able to face fear, not like just now, and the words and scriptures that I had never seen before, but I inexplicably felt that the familiar words and scriptures were becoming smoother and smoother.

The warm mood lingers throughout the city.

The thunder and fire in the sky gradually faded away, and Zuo San even had a feeling of no sorrow and no joy in his heart, as if his consciousness was beyond the flesh? Looking down from above? Looking at the city, looking at the crowd around? Looking at the men, women and children? Watching the thunder fall from the sky, looking at the golden body of the Buddha Gate sitting in the void.

Gradually, you can't see yourself? There is finally no distinction between men and women, young and old.

The joy and sorrow are gone.

At this moment, the last sentence of the scripture is read, and how many books have you not read in your life? Zuo San, who had recognized a few words, suddenly understood the meaning of those last few sentences? For some reason, my eyes were full of tears.

All the laws in the world are like dream bubbles, like dew and electricity.

The dew dissipates in an instant? The lightning flashed away.

Impermanence? Everything is impermanent.

The flames of the thunder pool in the sky have been completely stopped, but the third left, as well as many other people, are still in the strange atmosphere of facing the nature of their own hearts, and they have never gotten up, let alone spoke? Even the two monks did not notice that they were leaving.

It wasn't until the Sixth Monk arrived that he woke up.

The Sixth Monk asked what had just happened? Where is the monk who stopped the pouring thunder fire right now, and Zuo San subconsciously raised his hand to point to the place where the two monks were just now? But I didn't see anything, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

Thirty miles to the west.

The sword monk in the gray monk's robe stained with blood walked forward slowly? The monk followed.

Yan Tianhua couldn't help but look back at the city that had survived under the thunder pool? Asked:

"Aren't you going to travel outside? Don't teach the Fa?"

"Erect a stone stele, ask those craftsmen and scholars who are somewhat famous to write an article, and then record some of the basic Dharma exercises of Buddhism on one side, and make it public, won't you be able to show the name of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain?

"To save people is to save people. ”

"I know what you mean, but seriously. ”

Yan Tianhua stepped forward, side by side with the sword monk, turned his head and asked him, "Really don't teach the Fa?"

The sword monk looked flat and said:

"No. ”

"Really don't pass it on?!"

"I don't know. ”

Yan Tianhua muttered twice and didn't pass it on, anyway, it's your own business, who rarely persuaded you.

After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, said that there was one more thing, turned around and pedaled and ran back.

The sword monk raised his eyes, did not ask, and sat cross-legged on the bluestone, looking peaceful.

Green pine rock flowing water monk.

The wind is also gentle.

The two squirrels who were frightened by the thunder and fire, stiffly holding the branches and trembling, were inexplicably relieved, and when they were relieved, they lost their strength.

Qi Qi fell into the arms of the monk.

The fingers that had been holding the sword gently brushed the two little beasts.

The corners of the mouth smile gently.

Such as green pine rock, flowing water, natural breeze.

Daze City has begun to gradually recover, Zuo San helped up the breakfast stall that he had just overturned, but it was a pity for these foods, just curious about how the two bare-headed monks left like this? Not to mention the reward of the six divisions, they had not thanked them, and they were losing their minds, and suddenly felt a shadow cast in front of them.

Subconsciously looked up and saw that it was the monk who was sweeping like the wind just now.

Zuo San was in a state of flux.

The whole street was silent for a moment.

Yan Tianhua subconsciously raised his hand and saluted with one hand, then he was stunned, his face was not happy, and with the other hand, he raised his right hand and pressed it, took out a small spirit crystal from his arms, and put it on the table.

The monk waited for a long time without an answer, frowned and knocked on the table, glared at him, and said:

"Looking for money, shopkeeper. ”

Zuo San was dazed: "Huh?!"

"Ahh

The monk counted with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I only ate a soup cake, a plate of pickle gnocchi, and that oil spindle, where did you use so much, you have to give me about thirty spirit crystal coins." ”

If it was a great monk before, people couldn't help but be in awe, and now the monk who slapped the table with wide eyes suddenly fell into the red dust, and inexplicably people felt that it was real and cute, Zuo San came back to his senses, grinned, and said: "Okay, looking for money, looking for money, that pickle pimple silk has never wanted money, so I will only charge you a bowl of soup cakes, a piece of oil spin money, and find you forty spirit crystal coins." ”

The peddler stuffed these spirit crystal coins into a bag and handed them to the monk, and asked with a smile:

"What do the guests think of our food?"

The monk wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Not bad." ”

He said regretfully: "But your pickle gnocchi can be sprinkled with a handful of white sesame seeds, sprayed with oil, and the rice porridge tastes better with the soup cake and rice porridge." ”

Zuo San was slightly stunned, the monk in front of him was still a glutton, and couldn't help laughing:

"With such insight, it is a god and a mortal......"

Yan Tianhua muttered in his heart that he was a god and demon, but thinking of the face of the sword monk, he immediately folded his hands and replied:

"It's a monk. ”

The monks hurried back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

Zuo San and the people nearby all wrote down this title, originally thought it was a catastrophe like the world turned upside down, who would have thought that it would pass like this, Zuo San took the stall, or couldn't help but wander around that place, saw a little golden light, approached the past, but saw a drop of golden blood falling on the ground.

Zuo San recalled that blood had flowed from the sword monk's body.

The demon sent the god to take away this drop of blood and the dirt underneath it.

Later, he spent effort to learn the sword monk's breath to make a clay statue, the appearance of the facial features are not at all, but the breath has a trace of charm, carrying a long sword, hands folded, the appearance is solemn and gentle; thinking that there is only this one sword monk here, somewhat lonely, so he pinched the second monk in the back.

He was tall, but when he was sculpting the clay, Zuo San's mind was not pure, and he suddenly thought of the picture of the monk pouring soup cakes into his mouth.

When he came to his senses, the second monk stood erect with one hand and a bowl in the other.

I was going to reshape one, but it was not as charming and human as the one in front of me, and it was always something missing, and I didn't feel like a person, so I put these two monks on it, and then I followed the taste of memory to recite the scriptures that I don't know what it was.

It is impossible to say that everything is as it is.

Always brush away the dust in your heart.

So his mind was clear.

This city is not too big, this thing also spread out, after a period of time, every day there are people holding sculptures, not superstitious anything, but these two people saved them a whole city of people, leaving a thought is also, every night, there are ten thousand people in the dust and lights, softly reciting the Diamond Sutra.

It doesn't matter if you're wrong, it's just that you want to recall the feeling of the dust dissipating and the nature of the time when the words are gone, the words are not the key, the law is, Zuo San thought that the eldest brother said that the superior swordsmanship, to be proud and get carried away, he is also proud, he is proud and forgetful.

I don't teach the Fa.

Do not set up words, but imprint the heart with the heart.

It is already a Buddha of ten thousand families.

In the darkness, a pure breath filled this heaven and earth city, there was a demon who wanted to enter, and before he stepped into it, he felt that his whole body was scorching, like falling into a furnace, and with a scream, he immediately retreated again and again, panicking, away from this city that should be extremely ordinary.

..................

This time, the matter of the Shenxiao Sect had a huge impact.

On the one hand, it was because Lei Chi almost harmed the civilians, but although there was such a danger, the matter had been stopped after all, so it had not fermented too much, and what really stirred up the upper echelons of the entire Tianqian Kingdom was another thing-

Prince Ji Xin carried out the royal decree on his behalf.

This is an overstep, a great rebellion, and should have been immediately seized and severely punished.

But this matter is a headache, Ji Xin is for the sake of the people, the entire 13,000 thousand miles of people of the Wang clan bureaucratic handwritten name handed over the post, was read for three days and three nights, one by one the names are entangled with a trace of qi, obviously written sincerely, those who don't understand the name, according to a fingerprint There are also fingerprints.

Dense, entangled in humanity and luck, at a glance, shocking, I didn't dare to read this post for too long.

Otherwise, you will inevitably hurt your heart and vomit blood and fall into a coma.

In addition, what makes people's scalps tingle is that the luck of heaven and earth also gives back to him.

became the second royal bloodline since Ji Xuan to do this.

This is more domineering than any battle, and it does not need to be approved by the king, this is the approval of the fortune of heaven and earth.

Who would dare to touch it?

So now the problem in front of those officials in Tianqian is that Ji Xin's matter, whether to arrest or not, a group of people have a lot of headaches and hair, and finally decided to be detained in other places for the time being.

Ji Xin was able to do this when Ji Xuan was in power, and this matter was so important that anyone should consider it.

Today, the official of the Ministry of Rites respectfully let Ji Xin get into the carriage.

The expression on his face is meticulous, where can he dare to have the slightest bit of official authority?

The carriage was running through the wind and clouds, Ji Xin looked at the scenery outside, his expression was calm, and he did not regret his choice at that time, even if he was really punished this time, he would admit it, did something, and was responsible for this matter, the young man seemed to understand something, but he still didn't seem to understand.

Watch the scenery flow outside.

Passing by a city, I saw that there seemed to be a family of children celebrating their birthdays, laughing and laughing, and it was lively.

Ji Xin could see it, and suddenly remembered something.

At that time, the teacher seemed to have mentioned that in Jusai City, there was a distant aunt of his own who was pregnant with a child.

It is the disciple of Taiyi Zhenren in Jinguang Cave of Qianyuan Mountain, and he is also a vein of Yuxu.

Three years and six months pregnant, if you count the time, it is the next day.

Ji Xin hesitated, and tapped his fingers on the inner wall of the carriage.

Immediately, the official said respectfully, "Does Your Highness have any orders?"

Ji Xin said softly:

“...... There is Lord Lao, Xin has a place he wants to go, I don't know if I can take a long detour? ”

The official of the Ministry of Rites hesitated, and then thought of the special features of the young man behind him, and immediately said heartily: "What's so difficult about this, just arrive before the time, but I don't know where Your Highness wants to go and who to see?"

Ji Xin replied softly:

"Jusai City, Li Mansion. ”

"Looking for Li Nezha. ”

PS: Today's second update......

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