The heart of Zen Buddhism cleanses itself from the heart, and illuminates some evil thoughts all over the body.

Wang Anfeng's eyes are clear, his hands are intertwined, and he has a big bright seal.

Immediately, he drank in his mouth, and the qi and spiritual rhyme on his body continued to bulge like a cloud, excluding the rest of his thoughts, and the man in black clothes and the mask hanging on one side in front of him was no longer familiar before.

At this time, Wang Anfeng suddenly found that when he noticed that the other party was familiar, the latter's palm was about to touch his forehead.

A pair of slender fingers, but the nails are bloody.

Wang Anfeng's scalp was numb, and he retreated suddenly, he didn't actually exist at this moment, it was just an illusion of consciousness, and there was a real feeling in his consciousness, but this was just an 'illusion' that he could be clearly aware', specifically, at this moment he was more inclined to the state of the legendary soul.

And in front of him is the man who walked out of 'Lu Yingbo's memory'.

It's like a dream of Lu Yingbo in memory.

Memories are like dreams, they are already empty, not to mention the dreams in dreams, they are empty in the air.

But I don't know why, Wang Anfeng has a strong premonition in his heart that he can be touched in this state. And once he is touched, the consequences are by no means predictable to him, and it is very likely that he will be like Lu Yingbo, who will be changed from the past and lose himself.

At the moment, the Dharma seal in his hand changed again, his mouth was low, and in his eyes, the red golden lotus bloomed.

The Buddha King Kong lion roared, mobilizing its own spiritual rhyme, imitating the low roar of thunder.

The sound of the Buddha is like thunder, and the evil is not invaded.

Originally, it was an internal cultivation method to expel the inner demons in the lion's roar, but at this moment it played a great role, Wang Anfeng quickly retreated, like a flying rainbow, and retreated quickly, and the river that represented Lu Yingbo's memory and heart paused, and then went upstream.

One by one, the points of light he had seen leapt and disappeared behind him.

The thought of the mind can be done in an instant, Wang Anfeng quickly realized that he could lift the spiritual rhyme with Lu Yingbo, break free from the illusion of his mind, and meditate at the moment, his hands were released, and his heart was slightly relaxed.

I was finally able to get rid of the man who came out of the memory screen.

Immediately opened his eyes, it was still the room in the resting country, and in front of him was Lu Yingbo, this master who had been tampered with in the past looked dazed, with a delicate face, not like a living person, but more like a lifeless delicate puppet.

It was only at this time that Wang Anfeng exhaled a little.

The tension in my heart still continues, and it is difficult to dissipate.

He has been practicing martial arts for a long time, and he has been in contact with martial artists of various inheritances, but he has never seen such a strange ability, which is hardly like martial arts, at least, it is completely different from the lower three grades to run rampant with force, and the middle three grades to attract heavenly machines.

The Lord of the White Tiger Hall?

Wang Anfeng's thoughts surged, and he suddenly felt that his eyebrows were slightly cold, slightly stunned, and then his pupils ached, and he almost felt tears.

The world around them began to crumble.

It's like it's been over thousands of years, and it's turned into fine sand.

A dark whirl as thick as ink was about to replace those collapsed and crumbling parts, thick as night, turning into a long robe, Wang Anfeng raised his eyes, and a person who couldn't see his face clearly stood in front of him three steps.

Behind it is a burning flame, a sky where you can't see the stars and the moonlight.

Between heaven and earth, the spirit collapsed, and Lu Yingbo, whose face was full of tears, stood in a daze, still wearing the clothes he wore when he was a girl in Nanban, covered in blue, with a lot of silver jewelry.

And a pair of fingers lightly touched Wang Anfeng's eyebrows.

The fingers are slender and the nails are bright red.

Wang Anfeng just saw the surrounding scenery the moment he couldn't contain a trace of horror in his heart, and understood that all his struggles and departures just now were all illusory, although the truth existed in his memory, but it didn't seem to happen in reality.

On the contrary, because he suddenly stopped thinking, he lost the opportunity and was touched by the other party.

The man who couldn't see clearly raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and smiled:

"Have you forgotten?"

"We've met since you were very young."

Wang Anfeng's eyes dilated, and there was a blankness in his eyes, as if he had lost his own spirituality, lost himself, turned into a puppet similar to a living person, and muttered: "I have met." ”

The man smiled in agreement and said:

"yes, did you forget?"

"You were crying so sadly at that time."

"I gave you a snack too."

Wang Anfeng murmured:

"Crying sadly......"

"Dim Sum."

The man's tone was soft, and he continued to speak, and Wang Anfeng, who was already dazed, suddenly returned to clarity, as if he had unsheathed a sharp sword, and suddenly approached, crossed the man's side, raised his right foot slightly, and then stepped back violently, stepped on the man's back knee, raised his right hand, turned into a dragon claw, and grabbed the man's throat.

Such a change of trick seems to be a series of strange peaks, and it is extremely ruthless.

But with such a fierce attack, it seemed to hit the air, leaving only a sharp sound of breaking the air, Wang Anfeng turned around sharply, and saw that the man's body disappeared like ripples, and then re-condensed, and then quickly retreated backwards.

With this change, the surrounding darkness suddenly appeared.

Turned into a lush hill.

The mountain is green trees, and the woodcutter with firewood on his back sings an out-of-tune trumpet, and walks down from the mountain, and there is already cooking smoke under the mountain, a familiar country sound.

Daliang Village.

Wang Anfeng's body was reflected in this world that was too real to be false, as if it had regressed, his slender body had become short again, his eyebrows and eyes had returned to immaturity, and the divine soldier Qilin had left, wearing shabby and dragging clothes, and even a faintly entangled strange qi machine lurking under his skin.

The internal force disappears instantly.

It's like there's never been a connection to heaven and earth.

Then, the memories that come from the 'body' take over the instinct.

Wang Anfeng in memory looked at the gloomy sky, his eyes were blank, and he muttered:

"Martial arts?"

"Even if it's martial arts, what's the use? Can you bring your father back to life? ”

The thin boy's face was full of tears, and there was unstoppable pathos in his heart, which kept emerging, but the villagers who came and went only sighed, until a tall man with heroic facial features finally couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward, with a blood-stained pig-killing knife hanging from his waist.

He crouched down and wiped away the boy's tears.

He broke half of the snack he had bought for his son from his bosom and handed it to the boy who had lost his father.

This picture froze, and then the young butcher gradually turned into powder, and a man in black walked up from behind, replacing the butcher's existence, changing the most important but not the most important image in Wang Anfeng's heart when he was young, full of pity and compassion, and handed over the snack in his hand.

Wang Anfeng took the dim sum.

The man held his palm and smiled slightly, and at this time, Wang Anfeng, who had turned into a child, suddenly had an extra string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.

Immediately, a low and solemn shout sounded in the man's ears.

A trace of astonishment appeared in his eyes, and he lowered his head, and saw that the young man with immature eyebrows and eyes suddenly formed a diamond seal with his hands, his expression was gentle and solemn, and he said:

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble."

"Like dew and like electricity."

"It should be seen as such."

The world around them shattered again.

The man dressed in black was ostracized from Wang Anfeng's inner world, Wang Anfeng grew up again into a young man, with one right hand, the surging qi machine swelled up, turned into thunder, wandered into the void, and constantly destroyed the surrounding world of consciousness.

The man in black realized Wang Anfeng's plan, but he didn't stop it.

The huge qi machine had shattered the fragile world of consciousness, and Wang Anfeng in reality took a step back suddenly, his face pale, and he only felt that the qi machine around his body was surging, and the faint stinging pain was not stopping, and in an instant, he was already slightly injured.

But in any case, I broke free from that strange illusion.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and pressed his heart secretly, thinking of the scene that had just happened, his heart was still beating faster, if it weren't for the Shaolin Zen martial arts to keep his heart down, and even if he didn't know Buddhism and couldn't practice advanced martial arts, he would have really been tampered with just now.

Take away the important things in his life and replace them.

The emotion is real, and the sadness is also real.

But what brought him this feeling was false.

This kind of method is by no means just an evil method to confuse the heart.

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth, and at this time, he suddenly heard a loud sound next to him, turned his head to look over, and saw Lu Yingbo's face full of horror and collapse, as if everything he believed in was shattered, he fell to the ground, hugging his knees with his hands and knees, and hiding in the corner.

The thin body trembled, like a fallen leaf clinging to the corner of the wall in the autumn rain.

A pair of eyes looked at Wang Anfeng, his eyes were full of terror and he was incoherent.

"He's coming, he's coming......"

"It's him, it's him!"

Wang Anfeng felt sorry in his heart for just rashly probing Lu Yingbo's heart, but when he heard the words, he only felt a shock, and the coldness continued to climb down his back, and he turned his head suddenly.

A slender man stood quietly beside him, smiling at him.

The memory began to be clear, and Wang Anfeng's memory told him that the first time he opened his eyes, he had already seen this man, but he passed by unconsciously, and his brain and consciousness saw this man as an existence like air.

Until he realized the fact that 'this man was next to him'.

The man's figure became clearer and clearer.

Even with Wang Anfeng's pupil power, he still couldn't see the man's face clearly, the face seemed to have the purity of a young man, the calmness of middle age, the gentleness of old age, and the pure joy and curiosity in his eyes that he couldn't see clearly, and said approvingly:

"It's amazing, I can do this with four products."

"What have you been through?"

Raising his right hand and touching Wang Anfeng's eyebrows, Wang Anfeng's body couldn't move at all, as if this body had no qualifications to move in this world, a four-grade martial artist, thousands of miles at every turn, but now this extremely incredible scene is like a bird flying, life breathing, life and death rotation, it is natural.

Wang Anfeng's pupils contracted suddenly.

Another image came to his memory, and he finally understood where this somewhat familiar feeling came from—

Five years ago, Ni Fuzi.

One word can be the law of the world.

……………………

Gu Tianhan was brushing the hair of the horses he had exchanged, and the four high-grade horses that had previously belonged to the royal family had been exchanged for gold as hard currency on the grassland through secret channels.

The four horses in exchange for this are just the most common kind, only slightly better than the horses.

It's just a pity that BMW, which was originally worth a thousand gold, is actually only exchanged for only sixty percent of gold.

Gu Tianhan puffed up twice unhappily, heard a gentle knock on the door, still kept moving, brushed the horse clean, and then got up, gathered his qi, paced to the door, slightly guarded, and said:

"Who is it?"

Outside the door was a man with a rather remarkable bearing, wearing a leather garment with a resting sword, carrying a scimitar, with a weathered face on his face, hearing such a voice, he smiled:

"In Xiayi Township, I came at the behest of the master inside."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask, I'll wait outside."

Gu Tianhan originally planned to send this person outside at will, but when he heard these words, he was a little surprised, muttered a little bit, did not expel him directly as originally planned, but let the man wait outside, put down the things in his hand, wiped his palms, walked quickly to the door, and said:

"Childe, there's a person outside, saying it's your guest......"

Wang Anfeng's whole person was suppressed by a man whose martial arts were far above him, and his body couldn't move, let alone make a sound, but his own voice opened his mouth, and he said lightly:

"It's him."

"Invite him in."

Gu Tianhan was curious in his heart, and he didn't know when the knife madness was summoned to the person outside.

But since the knife maniac opened his mouth, he naturally wouldn't say anything to say that he was bored, and at the moment he just had the idea of how the knife maniac's subordinates were more than one another, and walked out of the courtyard, opened the courtyard door, and let the man outside in.

Yixiang nodded slightly with a calm demeanor and thanked him, then handed over the things in his hand to Gu Tianhan and said, "It's what the adults want me to bring." ”

Gu Tianhan took the box immediately.

And Yixiang looked at the room with a smile, his heart was actually not as calm as it seemed to be, for some reason, he could actually track Lu Yingbo's traces, and today he even felt the breath of that adult, so he took the initiative to come over, and his heart was determined.

Uh-huh...... Sure enough, the sword madness has a means that directly acts on the state of mind of the warrior.

If you are an ordinary person, then you can naturally know many secrets.

But that lord was different, he had expected it and made the corresponding arrangement.

This method made the adult's arrangement wake up in advance.

With a pilgrimage mentality, he straightened his clothes.

Then there was a gentle knock on the door.

in the house.

The man in black was calm, his fingers touched Wang Anfeng's eyebrows, Wang Anfeng tried his best to control his body, and when that finger touched himself, a low roar came out of his throat.

The man's expression outside changed slightly, and Gu Tianhan also sensed that something was wrong.

In the room, Wang Anfeng forcibly controlled his body for a moment with the vibration of the qi machine, and violently mobilized the divine weapon Qilin Lock, relying on the simple qi machine to make his right hand hit the enemy in front of him by inertia.

The right hand seemed to break a layer of illusion without touching the entity.

The man politely explained:

"You don't have to work in vain."

"This body is just illusory, and there are many people in the world who can not be affected by me."

"But there are very few who want to touch me, all of them are ...... all over the world."

"Heh, you might turn fiction into reality?"

His last sentence is a kind of calm and exhortation to stand on a high position.

But someone answered.

"Yes."

The man's expression froze slightly.

With the answer, a palm stretched out, grabbed at random, and the world around it suddenly became dim, and a pale golden thread visible to the naked eye appeared densely in the void, and the palm grabbed one of them, and then, because its essence was something that did not exist, the man's wrist, which could not have been touched, was easily grasped.

The corner of the man's mouth froze.

A tall man dressed in gray appeared in front of him, pure and free, and where he stood, there was a sense of the chaos of the world, as if he was not on this shore, not on the other side, not in the middle of the stream, where I was standing, that is, pure, one hand on his chest, and then a calm voice sounded.

"Amitabha."

"Donor, the poor monk has been waiting for 'you' for a long time."

The palms are clasped together, and the voice is flat.

"Please go into the cold house."

The three thousand edge method is the line, and the convergence is one.

In a short period of time, in this piece of heaven and earth, all causes point to the only effect.

I look at the three thousand worlds, like looking at the patterns in the palm of my hand.

Buddhism Vajra Realm: Break Troubles.

The illusory man's body shattered instantly, and then Yuan Ci disappeared at the same time.

The man who came to visit outside slammed the door when Gu Tianhan couldn't hold his mind for a while.

In his heart, he didn't have the fear that the fried man behind him was about to kill him, just longing.

The respect and excitement of the legend are about to be faced.

His body trembled slightly.

He was full of anticipation, raised his eyes to look, and had an illusion because of his line of sight, and saw that Wang Anfeng had grabbed the phantom that was impossible to be caught by someone with his own hands, and then the unfathomable man in black, who was comparable to an immortal, was like being crushed into foam, and he was directly crushed and disappeared cleanly.

Then, Wang Anfeng, who almost tampered with the past, slowly turned his head.

His eyes were cold.

The smile and reverence on the man's face froze suddenly.

PS: Today's update presents............

Four thousand nine hundred words.

Ah, I found that there was no way to finish 2.8 million words, and I had just advanced to the later stages of the plot, and I overestimated the speed at which I pushed the plot.