Huiyan's eyes were full of infinite compassion, and he reached out and gently touched the top of the little girl's head in blue cloth, and there were words in his mouth, as if it was a complicated Buddhist scripture.

After a while, the sadness and fear on the little girl's face slowly disappeared, turning into calm, with a faint joy, and her body was even more illusory than before, turning into a cloud of white smoke, and the little girl's seemingly non-existent body in the white smoke broke away from the Buddha's body, and gradually rose into the air, until it disappeared.

"What did you just do?"

Hui Yan carved a few more words on the ground, "Transcend the soul." ”

What does it mean to overkill the revenant? I guess it will make the yin spirit disperse very happily! Zhong Zhen thought about it, the little girl was originally scared and sad to look at, but after the monk finished reciting the scriptures, she seemed to be very happy, and infinite joy appeared on her face, and she disappeared happily.

I heard him chanting the scriptures just now, and he could speak, but he didn't speak, and used his fingers to draw and engrave words on the ground, and he felt tired and panicked when he saw it. Zhong Zhen asked puzzledly: "Senior Brother Ding, why don't you use your mouth to speak, it's so troublesome to engrave so much." ”

The other party carved three more words, "Shut up and Zen." ”

Zhong Zhen couldn't understand the words used by these Buddhist cultivators, but just looking at the words, they were probably practicing a certain kind of exercise, and they couldn't speak. However, he thinks that the other party is simply covering his ears and stealing the bell, is it not considered to be talking when he writes by hand, and he was chanting the scriptures just now!

"Senior Brother Ding, you are carving words so slowly, everyone is very unhappy to speak. Anyway, I'm not a human being, so it has nothing to do with my speech, and you just crossed the soul of the dead and talked about it for a long time. Besides, I don't know anything, I told you about bedwetting when you were a child. Even death is before me, and I buried your body. The place is well chosen, there is a hot spring next to it and a nice bamboo forest. ”

Although the other party said that it was not Ding Jiancheng, and his legal name was Huiyan, Zhong Zhen didn't care so much, anyway, he was barely the same person, and he was commensurate with Senior Brother Ding. It can strengthen the relationship with each other.

Such a compassionate Jindan monk, let him run away and lose a lot.

The most important thing is that even if the other party only has a little bit of Ding Jiancheng, they are still friends. If you are a friend, you have to help in times of crisis!

Hui Yan erased the words he had written, remained silent, and did not continue to engrave on the ground. He suddenly knelt down towards the Buddha, landed his head on the ground, and kowtowed three times very respectfully.

Kowtow, sit on the futon, and close your eyes. And don't talk to Zhong Jin.

Zhong Zhen really doesn't know much about people like monks, and he has a feeling that he doesn't know where to bite.

Monk or something, the most troublesome, either don't speak, once you speak, it's in the clouds, making people scratch their heads. There are also big temples and monks in the Qiankun mirror, especially the gods and gods chatter, looking at the face and breaking the auspiciousness and measuring the eight-character marriage.

As for whether it is allowed or not, no one will delve into it, anyway, it will be a good intention, and it will be almost enough.

However, the monks never practiced.

The path of cultivation is too bloody. Where is it suitable for the people of Buddhism.

Now Zhong Zhen has certainly figured out a little, because all people are spirits, just like the Yin Soul Yuan God trapped in the soul flag, if they want to become strong, they have to devour each other. Whether it is the use of mutant beasts or the elixir refined with the blood of cultivators, it is all devouring.

Even if you cultivate with spirit crystals, your body will have impurities, and you need to use the Spirit Washing Pill. However, the elixir also seems to contain something inexplicable.

If these things continue to be investigated, life will not be able to live, and Zhong Zhen has always had to get by. Pretend not to know.

"Was that little girl an immortal cultivator in the past? Why didn't I find her primordial spirit, it is said that the primordial god will disperse if there is no soul-nourishing thing, why won't she disperse. ”

Hui Yan didn't answer.

Zhong Zhen didn't care and continued to talk to herself. "Is it because I am hiding in this big Buddha, I look at the Buddha statue with a murderous face, it seems that I have never seen such an ugly Buddha statue, and I think that all the Buddha statues are like Senior Brother Ding, you are born with a kind appearance. I've been out of the mirror for a few days, and I don't know when I'll be gone. In the future, if you need to cross over, please ask Senior Brother Ding for your help. Got me over the place. ”

After babbling for a long time, thinking of what to say, Zhong Zhen stared at Huiyan's face carefully, although it seemed very calm, but the corners of his eyes twitched occasionally. The movement is so small that if you don't look closely, you won't be able to notice it.

Is concentration so good? She sighed, even Ling Xiao Ancestor gave her a takedown, she was annoyed by the nagging, but the monk Ding Jiancheng didn't even change half a point.

Although Hui Yan closed his eyes, he had opened his eyes since he was a child, and he had cultivated to the Jindan stage, and he could see Zhong Zhen's expression clearly.

He sighed in his heart, the master calculated a hexagram many years ago, saying that he would have a love calamity or even die, and took a drop of essence blood and put it into the Qiankun mirror, the original intention was to use this method to experience this calamity in the illusory world.

In the season of the great consummation of the foundation, the essence and blood returned, and at the same time, there was a memory and a wisp of the original spirit merged into itself.

With this understanding, the mood broke through and successfully formed a golden pill.

However, the master made another hexagram, saying that his calamity was not over, and he had to go west, and he would find cause and effect.

Is this girl in front of him his answer? Hui Yan was extremely disapproving, he was a monk since he was a child, devoted himself to the Buddha, almost never went out of the temple, and only sought great wisdom and clarity in his heart.

Only those ignorant and ignorant mortals will be obsessed with ****! What does the love robbery have to do with him?

Everyone in the world is bitter, life is also bitter, old age is also bitter, and death is also bitter. Love, hate, sorrow...... All seven emotions and six desires are the root of suffering.

Only by being ruthless and desireless in seeking great liberation can we attain ultimate joy.

“…… Senior Brother Ding, your master killed someone, and my master also passed away, so we can be regarded as sympathetic to each other now. I was so desperate that I had to climb over the snowy mountains. Rushing headlong into this place, unaccompanied, immortal, what do you think I should do? ”

Zhong Zhen still said her own, regardless of whether the other party was listening or not.

"I'm going to go to the Onimi Abyss, and I've heard that there is a spirit grass there that nourishes the soul. I recently bought a Wraith Grass, which seems to be of some use, but I don't know how long it will last. Every day I feel tired, but outside in the spring of March, I am cold to the bones, you see I am covered with two quilts, and wrapped in the thick fur sweater clothes that I only wore in the winter...... Ouch ......"

She fell on the bed, never spoke again, and her face looked extremely pained.

Hui Yan opened her eyes and looked at Zhong Zhen who was lying on the bed, and faintly saw that she was wearing a dazzling red fur sweater, and her face was so white and transparent. He sighed softly, and walked around as a primordial god, going to the southernmost and westernmost Ghost Insight Abyss, which was not an easy task.

Standing up, he took off a string of red and colorful hand beads from his wrist, walked over and put it on Zhong Zhen's body, and then raised the oil lamp and walked out of the temple.

It was so fast that it was like an invisible gust of wind, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. (To be continued.) )