After a short time, Ah Wu, who woke up, was a little teenager, and although his gestures were immature, he had a different style.

Lu Xiaoxiao still likes to stop on Ah Wu's shoulder, but she doesn't have the style of "big sister head", and she is more docile in front of Ah Wu than in front of the real master Hongchenxue. The fourth sister and the fifth sister have long since flown away.

Although the body has grown, the memory is still only one day. As soon as the time comes, yin and yang alternate, and all things are renewed, which is also the moment when Ah Wu starts anew.

The revival of the evil spirit and demon drowning is like a dream, but the red dust and snow and the desperate love letter dare not be careless.

Since waking up, Ah Wu has grown taller, and his mind has matured a little with his body, and he is no longer obsessed with playing like before, and he prefers to be a person who reads quietly, writes, and looks at the sky to think.

The two looked at the study, the little boy was holding the pen and washing the inkstone, his every move was not in a hurry, his bearing was self-contained, and his heart was mixed, and there was a kind of loss when a child grew up.

"What's wrong with the chess evil, have you ever found it?" The desperate letter asked.

"Don't worry, my friend has a lot to do with chess evil. She flew to me and visited, and three days later she came to visit with the chess evil. Hongchenxue said.

After the two finished speaking, they looked at Ah Wu in the house.

"Ah Wu has been in the house for an hour, right?" The desperate letter asked.

"Yes, this kid's natural appearance is truly terrifying. Look at this..."Hongchenxue said as she took out a scripture book from her bosom.

The title of the book is one of the ten major classics of Buddhism, and almost everyone in Buddhism has a copy.

The desperate book took the Buddha scroll, turned it over, and it was full of dense small characters written between the lines. The font is thin, and the stroke turns are immature, and this word is written by Ah Wu.

"This is Ah Wu's commentary?" The desperate letter wondered.

Hongchenxue nodded: "Look at the back volume!" ”

The book continued to flip through the scroll, and when it came to the back, in a blank space in the scriptures, a dense small print attracted the attention of the love book.

The first few words are: "Give up the twelve karmas, and get the emptiness that is not empty!" "Read the love letter along. After a while, he suddenly sweated profusely, struggled to close the book, and gasped for breath.

"Is this really written by Ah Wu?" The breath of the desperate letter is a little disordered.

Where is this reading note, it is clearly a broad and profound Buddhist practice. When reading the scriptures, unconsciously, the mind was actually taken away by the scriptures, and the true yuan walked on its own without a cause, as if it wanted to give birth to a kind of discrete red dust.

Hongchenxue nodded and said: "The reason for this note is shallow and deep, and in the end, this "Twelve Rounds" is a sublimation of the previous truth, obviously, it is indeed nothing!" ”

The book of despair was shocked, this scripture is profound, the magic of the exercises is enough to be the secret transmission of Buddhism, to a certain extent, Ah Wu, this little boy's comprehension of Buddhism, a day's merit is far better than that of the first poor monk of the great virtue of a hundred years and a thousand years.

"There is no trace of Qi practice on Ah Wu's body, or there is no trace of deliberate Qi practice, but every breath and breath is natural, and there are thousands of qi in the body between exhalation, and the end is endless." After Hongchenxue said, she sighed, "This kind of extraordinary shows that Ah Wu is probably not the kind of ordinary teenager we think!" ”

The desperate letter invaded Hongchen for a long time, and he didn't understand the meaning of Hongchenxue's words, so he stubbornly returned: "No matter what, he is always my nothing, and I will never allow anyone to hurt him." The tone was resolute.

Although Hongchenxue also has this thought in her heart, she will no longer have only herself on her shoulders when she goes out of the rivers and lakes and becomes the Son of Heaven again. The rivers and lakes are difficult, the people are poor, and the disturbances will inevitably affect the quiet place of Jiangshanlou.

"Sister, Jiangshanlou is no longer a peaceful place, when Ah Wu's illness is cured, you can leave." Hongchen Xue combed her sideburns in her hand and said with difficulty.

Before the desperate letter could be spoken, the little boy in the house seemed to come back to his senses from the sea of books, and when he noticed the two people outside the door, he shouted happily: "Auntie, Sister Xue, you are here!" ”

The little boy smiled, like a spring breeze, and the indescribable warmth melted the sorrows of the two in recent days.

Hongchen Xue and the two of them turned lightly and came to the house, their eyes swept over the wolf's desk.

Ah Wu seemed to be a little embarrassed and swept his hand, bringing a whole breeze, and the books were suddenly neatly arranged.

This traceless hand made the hearts of the two women move: "Ah Wu, when did you learn this hand." ”

Speaking of this, Ah Wu's eyebrows fluttered, and he was eager to share what he thought in his heart with others, especially his closest aunt and Sister Xue. He said, "I think the world is amazing, like this..."

Ah Wu said and held his right hand in front of the two of them, and a flame rose out of thin air. Ah Wu left his hand, and the flames trembled, like rippling water. After a while, the flames collapsed and turned into clear blue water.

"I can still make it bloom!" Ah Wu said, took a piece of paper from the desk and threw it into the blue water, and in the blink of an eye, the paper dissolved into a small seed, the seed germinated, grew leaves, and bloomed in one go.

The fragrance is far away, like a lotus and a lotus, and this little flower blooms between Ah Wuzhi.

"Sister Xue, give it to you." Ah Wu said and gave the slightly dewy color flower to Hongchen Xue.

Hongchenxue took the flower, and as far as she could see, this flower was exactly the same as the wild one on the roadside, and she couldn't help but admire the subtlety of this technique. "Perhaps, this is talent."

Ah Wu saw the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, the familiar and plausible handwriting, and suddenly knew in his heart that it must be his own reading notes in the past.

"Auntie, can I look at the scroll in your hand, I want to see what he did and what he thought in his heart?" Ah Wu's tone was low, but the two daughters were both exquisite people, and they could hear the deep depression from them.

Yes, who has no past, who can bear the endless oblivion. People are composed of the past one after another, if you lose your memory and the past, then how can you exist according to it.

Hongchenxue looked at Ah Wu lovingly, seeing that this little boy had always been happy, and he didn't seem to have any troubles, but the depression in his eyes at the moment showed that everything was not so simple.

If the self is made up of memories, then Ah Wu is born every day, in other words, every day is death, and tomorrow's him is still today's. Thinking of this, Hongchen Xue couldn't help but feel a sense of horror in her heart.

Ah Wu took the scriptures, he looked at every word and line carefully, and looked at the brushstrokes that were immature and mature.

At the end, he slowly closed his eyes, as if trying to hide the sadness and pain that flashed by.

"Ah Wu, what's wrong?" Hongchen Xue gently pulled Ah Wuxiao's hand and comforted.

"It's nothing, I just saw my unwillingness yesterday, and the scorching deviant grief." Ah Wu whispered.

"How?" I just read this "Twelve Houses" in the love book, and I only feel that the profound Zen machine in it can't see a little bit of unwillingness or reluctance in the whole text.

Ah Wu explained: "These twelve houses have the ability to usurp cause and effect, and seize cause and effect!" (For the wonderful use of usurping cause and effect, you can refer to the last life of Haoxing Tanlong and being replaced by a one-page book.) ）

"I could feel the reluctance in his heart as he approached to say goodbye." Speaking of this, Ah Wu was silent.

"Farewell, or farewell!" Hongchenxue remembered that the last hour of yesterday was coming to an end, and Ah Wu came to the last words in front of his window.

"Sister, will you remember me? Remember Awu on July 7th? ”

Hongchen Xue didn't feel anything at first, but at the moment his heart was heavy. "Ah Wu, Ah Wu on the seventh day of July. Do you want to tell me that you are different from Awu at other times? ”

"Sister Xue, this is my gift to you yesterday." Ah Wu said and gave the scriptures to Hongchen Xue.

"What's the explanation?" Hongchen Xue took the scriptures incomprehensibly.

"Giving up the twelve causes and conditions, you get the emptiness of the non-emptiness" has another meaning, that is, the emptiness outside the twelve causes is not empty.

"This scripture is a gun spectrum for Sister Xue's magic spear." Ah Wu introduced. This is a method of refining for people, when the "Twelve Houses" meet the right "materials", they will cut off his karma and forge an invincible guardian spear for Sister Xue. ”

Ah Wu did not say that the so-called "material" is the pinnacle of the gun.

"A-Wu on the 7th of July!" In retrospect, he seems to be really different from other times, always liking to watch himself silently from a short distance.

……

What did he say later, Hongchen Xue didn't put it in his heart, he only felt that the "twelve karmas" in his hand were heavy, which was a piece of Ah Wu's heart on July 7.

After leaving, she hid this sour commemoration with the secret gun spectrum of the Son of Heaven "The Order of the Jade Seal" to commemorate the distant and eternal July 7th.

"Ah Wu, in three days, I hope your illness will be cured. At that time, there will be no more regrets like those of Ah Wu on July 7. ”

For the first time, Hongchenxue felt that time was passing so slowly: "It will take three days for friends and chess demons to arrive, that is, there is still July 8th, and Ah Wu on July 9th wants to say goodbye to me?" ”

……

The phoenix screamed and died, and the evil spirit of the Destruction Realm opened the floodgates, and the disaster of the evil spirit suddenly spread in the bitter realm.

There is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, the white bones are exposed in the wilderness, and the soul of the wilderness is full of people in deep dreams. The evil spirit swept through the martial arts.

For the first time, the limelight of the Three Treasures of Death was stolen by the Evil Spirits.

Outside the public pavilion, there was a sea of people, and martial arts people gathered one after another, speaking of evil spirits, they gritted their teeth one after another, most of the people here have a deep hatred with evil spirits.

The evil spirits came out of the cage, broke the mountains and cut down the gates, and the destroyed factions did not know the geometry, and only one or two people with advanced martial arts escaped from these mountain gates.

Nowadays, after the rebellion of the Emperor of the Abandonment of Heaven, there are thousands of horses, and it is difficult to have a person who leads the masses. In front of the evil spirits, there is a plate of loose sand.

"A leader must be elected!"

"Whoever can lead us against evil spirits, we will honor his commands!"

The cries rose higher and higher.

The unseated Taoist who was secretly observing was secretly happy in his heart, "At present, Buddhism is in decline, Confucianism is bleak, and only my Taoism can save the world and reach the top of the three religions." "Give back to the top right now.

The big red robe was draped in a monk's robe, and Luo Tuoxiu came out of the crowd with his life in suspense.

"Evil spirit rebellion, human life is difficult!" What I saw along the way, I couldn't bear to hang my life for a lifetime, although I tried my best to rescue, but how thin my own strength was.

"If you want to solve this evil spirit disaster, you have to return to the heavens." The two have been walking together for many days and have established considerable trust. The origin of the evil spirit, and the suspense of his life was also learned from the mouth of the big red robe.

"Although the pillow sleep is the palm wheel of the extinction realm, but its qualifications are shallow, and the virtue is not enough and can not convince the public, and then invite the suffering realm of humanity and the hidden phoenix to sing the same palm of the exterminating wheel, although the pressure is calm for a while, but secretly there are many evil spirits who are dissatisfied. It is only a matter of time before the evil spirits come out of the hole. The big red robe said.

"Retrieve the heavens?" I was hanging on for a lifetime, and I was slowly thinking about it in my heart.

……

Half of the mountains and rivers, deep underground, at this time the evil spirits invaded.

Night is the world of evil spirits, and it is also the world of the Night Clan, in the darkness and darkness, the sound of killing is boiling.

Outside the cave, the high-spirited future ruler stands proudly on the mountain, changing the decadence of the past, which is the self-confidence brought by one victory after another, and it is also the pride that the future road can only be held with one hand.

In the cave, the Axu Night Palace, the elite of the Night Clan, and the military appearance of the Confucian Naval Regiment are neat. Although the high priest was blind, he was also aware of the sky-high army in front of him. She couldn't help but smile: "With such power, the world can go." ”

Situ Yan followed behind the high priest and said, "Half of the mountains and rivers, I have already laid down layers of mechanisms, and when the evil spirit's sharp qi is frustrated, it will be the time for us to fight back. ”

The high priest nodded with satisfaction: "Sir, I don't worry." It's just that many Japanese people today seek refuge in the Night Clan, what should they do? ”

Situ Yan clasped his hands into fists and saluted the east: "If you are willing to worship the son of the sun, you are our people, if you are unwilling, then you will be expelled." ”

The high priest was very satisfied with Situ Yan's answer.