It's late at night.

The meal is not over.

The surrounding Lingshan attendants had already retreated.

There was silence at the top of Crescent Mountain.

For Ning Yi, Pei Lingsu, Song Yiren, and Cinnabar, a sleepless night is nothing.

Cultivators lead the stars into the body, break through the ten realms, and condense the stars of life, so they have the power to surpass mortals, and they can't sleep all night, and they don't eat grains, all of which are okay.

Buddhism also has the word "meditation".

These are all means of spiritual practice, clearing valleys, meditating, helping the practitioner to get out of the mortal body.

"I thought that in this battle, Senior Brother Shenxiu was very dangerous. ”

Cinnabar took out a Babel bead and released the image of Ritsuko and Zenko facing off separately that day.

Ritsuko defeated that Shura, it only took a few breaths, and the moment the spirit swung out, Cinnabar turned to leave, and the other ring, the gentle and elegant Shenxiu, turned out to be faster, and after taking the stage, he raised his hands and saluted, and the ground of the entire dojo ring exploded inch by inch, and the earth and stones splashed.

"Shenxiu, who has an introverted personality, fought extremely fiercely in this battle. Cinnabar muttered: "The world thinks that the 'Dao Xuan' of the main slaughter is the strongest of the younger generation in Lingshan, and this festival, the competition on the first day, has subverted everyone's views on the battle of Zen law. ”

Silent.

There was a brief silence.

Song Yiren twisted the wine glass, gently shaking the elixir in the glass, his eyes swaying in the waves.

"Song Que said to me before, Shenxiu...... It's too restrained. ”

"If he doesn't care about the dispute over Zen law, he won't fight and give up directly. Song Yiren chuckled and said, "If he cares, he shouldn't be so restrained...... On the day of the night rain in Mingsha Mountain, Cinnabar and I went to see Shenxiu, and I told him that this Dharma meeting is in love with the Dharma, and Zen Buddhism must be better than Vinaya, and we must not let Ritsuko take over the future of Lingshan. ”

"So?"

Cinnabar somewhat understood.

Song Yiren stretched out a finger, he held the cup in one hand, the free hand shrunk in his sleeve, shook it gently, pointed to the four directions above his head, made a moving motion, and said: "He wants to fight, he wants to win...... Of course, if you do this, after this puja, no one will underestimate the Zen lineage, and no one will underestimate Senior Brother Shenxiu. ”

He stretched, yawned and got up, and said softly, "That's it, rest." ”

Song Yiren left the table alone, with his hands behind his head, and returned from the top of the mountain.

Cinnabar frowned slightly, didn't say a word, packed up the books and followed away.

On the seat of the feast.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, holding the wine glass, his eyes were empty and thoughtful.

......

......

On the second day, the same was the case.

Song Yiren and Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu watched the battle in the dojo.

The lark defeated his opponent again, but this time he did not encounter the fierce and vicious Southern Realm Shura, and he also controlled the soul of "Ring Dust", and retreated with one touch, winning easily.

The lark's soul is slowly becoming stable, he is already a genius, coupled with the gift of his master, he is ahead of the many spiritual soul cultivation of his peers.

Even the Song Yi people lamented his creation.

"If it weren't for catching up with the 'Zen Law Controversy'...... Maybe he really hopes to win the championship this time. ”

Ghost cultivators mixed into the puja, and I don't know when to make trouble.

Cinnabar mobilized the power of the Spirit Mountain, the thunder talisman was in hand, and the eight hundred Spirit Mountain masters were arrayed to defend it, if there was an accident, it could also resist foreign enemies, even if the ghost cultivators really mixed into this festival, the number of cultivators inside was not enough to overturn the festival.

Song Yiren thought that Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu were hiding in the dark, and it was a hole card at the bottom of the box, which was sacrificed at a critical time.

You can turn the tide and decide the winner.

But the flying sword of the General's Mansion in the depths of the dense forest is the son of the layout person, and he indicates that he has learned the information about the person from the General's Mansion...... Even so, there is no need to hide it, in the face of absolute strength, what kind of power can the eastern realm have that can disrupt the puja?

The next few days.

Everything was uneventful.

The competition went quite well.

The lark's soul is becoming more and more stable and condensed, and even Ning Yi and the three of them who are watching the battle can hardly see how deep the spiritual soul inheritance of this Buddhist boy with great cultivation has.

Talent is important, but in this world, when encountered, countless years of penance can be saved when encountered.

Pei Lingsu's General's Mansion Sword Collection.

The Lark's Soul Hides.

It's all true.

The competition between Ritsuko and Zen Zi has attracted unprecedented attention, two young geniuses who have traveled in different places for more than ten years, and have completely different customs for people's personalities.

Ritsuko was born in the Vinaya sect, and after returning to the mountain, he is destined to be in charge of the Lingshan precepts in the future.

And Daoxuan is a once-in-a-century "Vaziro", vigorous and resolute, if he is an enemy of him, he must not die well, and the monks pay attention to compassion...... On the other side of the Shenxiu, every shot, the vision of heaven and earth, many means, even if the opponent is weak, will not be scribbled, Shenxiu put his own hole cards of retreat over the years, with the art of the soul to unfold, for more than ten years, the outside world only heard that Daoxuan continued to conquer, suppress the opponent, swept the four realms, but never heard the news of Zen.

This quiet and retreating Zen man truly shows his cultivation and is also the posture of a celestial man.

Peerless.

But Shenxiu never hurts.

Knock down, trap, let the opponent willingly say "admit defeat" and take the initiative to lose.

And the countless spectators in the dojo witnessed the mysterious realm of Shenxiu.

This is something that none of the planners who presided over the puja before Tabi had imagined...... Song Yiren and Cinnabar tried to think about how to recover the disadvantage for Senior Brother Shenxiu, and from their point of view, it was extremely difficult, but today's big difficulty was solved like this.

It's the end of another day.

On the way back.

Several people shared a carriage, and the lark closed his eyes as before.

The spirit is closed, and he can't hear the voice of outsiders, and as a disciple of the master of the dust reception, he doesn't have to hide the matter of borrowing fire from the eastern realm.

His identity matters.

If Ning Yi and Song Yiren were not by their side, they would definitely ask the Lei Department of Xiaoleiyin Temple to take care of this Buddhist boy.

After Song Yiren confirmed his status as a disciple of the Dust Sect, the lark was already regarded as a treasure of Buddhism, and no matter what the outcome of the puja was, he must be guaranteed to enter the spiritual mountain safely.

"In the final battle, Daoxuan and Shenxiu...... The outcome is unpredictable, and both of them are very deep. ”

Ning Yi closed it after reading the secret scroll.

He was the last to read.

In his opinion, whether it is Daoxuan or Shenxiu, they are both difficult characters.

Ning Yi smiled: "If there is a chance, I would like to fight with the two." ”

Song Yiren hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't, surnamed Ning, believe me, you will never want to get involved in the turmoil of the Zen law dispute...... Even if you win, you're going to get in a lot of trouble. ”

Ning Yi shrugged, "I'm already in the turmoil." But aside from these, what I'm curious about is not their cultivation, but the true will behind them. ”

Song Yiren froze slightly.

"You don't think that Shenxiu is really like what it seems

It's gentle and harmless, isn't it?"

Ning Yi couldn't help laughing, "Song Yiren, have you been staying with the stupid roe deer in Changbai Mountain for a long time, and people have become confused, when you fought in the north, haven't you seen the sinister hearts of people?"

Song Yiren fell silent.

"A Zen man, with great power, countless supports, before the jerk of the wild shouting wave, silently retreated, and did not compete with the Vinaya Daoxuan, why?"

"If it is really a single-minded ...... How can you participate in this puja?" Ning Yi clasped his hands and leaned back, "Tell me, what does it mean to be the Buddha of Lingshan?"

Song Yiren sighed and said slowly: "Lingshan Buddha, under one person, above ten thousand people...... Besides, that person is still thousands of miles away in the heavenly capital. ”

In the past, when Taizong was there, Taoism and Buddhism had to make a pilgrimage to the capital every year, but now it is very different, Sanqing Pavilion house arrest suppressed the current Pope Chen Yi, because there is no need to enter the capital, the Tiandu Imperial City is strictly controlled, and the prince has not yet ascended the throne, the prince does not ascend the throne of the true dragon for a day, and the "one" of "under one person" will not mention the precepts for a day, whether it is Xiling or Dongtu, the person who ascends to the position of the worldly leader of these two major sects is equivalent to climbing the highest mountain in the world.

What does this mean?

It means that with a wave of your hand, there will be countless people who will go forward and die for you.

It means that all the ambitions in this world have the opportunity to be displayed.

It means ambition, strength, and being worshipped, respected, and admired...... To a certain extent, there are no immortal practitioners in the world, everyone will be born, old, sick and die, stop breathing, and some people will always be remembered.

This means "immortality" in another sense.

A person who fails, in another hundred years, and another hundred years after that, will either turn into a handful of loess, or turn into white ashes under the tomb, and no one will remember him, what his name is, and what he looks like.

Every practitioner has a ...... to chase And this alternative "immortality", the position of immortality in the history books, is something that many people dare not chase.

This is power, the most seductive kind.

Mingsha night rain, Song Yiren's words to Shenxiu just gave him a reason to conform to the Dao heart.

This is because Song Yiren is worried that his senior brother will not be able to let go of the mustard and is unwilling to fight.

But now...... Senior Brother Shenxiu is far more "smart" than he imagined.

Song Yiren in the carriage had a somewhat complicated expression, and he muttered to himself in his heart.

If you don't open your mouth.

Should...... It's the same.

It's just that those words will come out of the mouth of Senior Brother Shenxiu, Dao Xuan conquered many places, killed evil spirits as "Vazira", eliminated the enemies of the party, and the bitter master who was swept away by the Vinaya will naturally follow these remarks and take refuge in Zen Buddhism in the puja...... That's what Senior Brother is doing so far.

Shenxiu wants to take something and press the aisle.

Force.

Trend.

Needle drop could be heard in the carriage.

"The power in this world is all fought for, and Lingshan is no exception. ”

Ning Yi said word by word: "If you don't fight, you won't come to Xiaoleiyin Temple." ”

Speaking of which, the atmosphere almost froze.

The lark's eyelids twitched slightly.

He woke up from his state of concentration and looked at Ning Yi, this move also attracted a lot of attention...... The boy smiled a little embarrassedly, touching the smooth door of his head, not knowing what was happening.

He smiled happily, as if he had thought of something very remarkable.

The lark's eyes stared straight at Ning Yi.

His voice trembled.

"Mr. Ning, I thought of ......"

"The cure for Miss Pei's soul. ”