(Sorry, I wasn't feeling well yesterday, and I was late for today's update.) ）

Ten days ago, deep in the mountains and old forests, a mysterious canyon.

The cliffs on both sides of the canyon are steep, like divine soldiers that go straight into the sky, and they are unclimbable.

The narrowest part of the trail is less than two meters away, and the widest part is only a few dozen meters away. Because of the special environmental structure, the canyon is a little dark and hazy everywhere, as if something terrifying is brewing.

It was clear that the day was empty, but when I walked near the canyon, it made people feel as if they had entered an ice cave, and they felt cold from the bottom of their hearts.

The two figures stood side by side, looking very cautious as they walked through the dim and cold canyon. One of them is the enlightened Zen master, and the two are Cihang Jingzhai Fairy Lingmengfan.

"Found it!"

The two of them walked in the canyon for an unknown amount of time, and Zen Master Wuming suddenly stopped in front of a dead thick ancient tree, and whispered with joy on his face.

Lingmengfan looked around, but saw that the ancient tree that was as black as ink was only half a stump more than a meter high, and the part above had already disappeared without a trace. Judging from the traces, it seems to have been struck by lightning and died, with obvious scorched black marks.

The most amazing thing is that the surface of the ancient wood is as delicate as jade, and if you stare at it for a long time, you will even have a feeling of soul leaving the body.

Ling Mengfan felt his trance, and hurriedly turned his head sideways and didn't dare to continue to look at Gu Mu, and said in horror: "What an evil Gu Mu, what is this?" ”

"Soul Cultivation Wood, also known as Soul Eater Wood." Zen Master Wuming didn't seem to be affected by the ancient wood, and looked at the ink-black ancient wood with excitement, and his voice was a little complicated.

Soul Nourishing Wood?

Ling Mengfan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then reacted and said in surprise: "Could it be that this is the soul nourishing wood recorded in the Heavenly Atlas?" ”

Master Wuming was unexpectedly excited, and his words even seemed a little incoherent: "Exactly, the poor monk searched for a long time according to the clues on the Heavenly Atlas, and finally found the trace of the divine tree. Buddha bless, Buddha bless. ”

Reimufan frowned as thin as a willow leaf and fell into deep thought.

The Soul Nourishing Tree is born in the place where Yin Qi gathers, and has no fixed form, but it is a small grass, an ancient tree, or a rock. It has the strange ability to lure creatures to fall asleep and die next to it, but any creature killed by the soul nourishing wood will be devoured by the soul nourishing wood and become the nourishment for its continued growth.

Although the ancient wood is evil, if it can be refined in a special way, it can have the effect of nourishing the soul.

Lingmengfan recalled the characteristics of the soul nourishing wood, and his heart was suddenly extremely vigilant, and he no longer dared to be careless, and said in a condensed voice: "Although this thing is miraculous, but devouring the souls of living beings as nourishment, it is really the most evil thing in the world. ”

Zen Master Wuming suddenly changed the topic and said, "What does the spirit fairy think about the current situation of my Buddhism?" ”

Lingmengfan didn't know why Zen Master Wuming suddenly asked this question, but he still answered truthfully, sighing: "If you are walking on thin ice, the slightest carelessness will be a catastrophe." ”

Whether it is the Quanzhen Sect or the Three Sects of Fu Seal, as long as they catch the opportunity, they will definitely not let go of Buddhism easily. In particular, Lin Lingsu, the head of the Taoist Shenxiao Sect, successfully broke through to a new realm not long ago, leaving the little fairy realm as if he had rejuvenated himself.

Lin Lingsu is the most disgusted person in the world, and he can't wait for all the monks in the world to die, and change the temple to an iron-blooded figure in Taoism.

Such a character rejuvenated and left the fairyland with a great increase in strength.

Even if Lingmengfan thought about it with her crystal little feet, she knew that Lin Lingsu would definitely want to do something when she went back this time.

Buddhism, on the other hand, must bear the brunt.

Wuming Zen Master's expression was calm, and he didn't say anything, and continued to ask: "That spirit fairy thinks that how can my Buddhism break through the predicament today. ”

This.

Reimufan groaned softly, lost in thought and embarrassment.

Although I don't want to admit it, after decades of suppression by Taoism, Buddhism has reached an extremely dangerous level, both in terms of the popularity of the people and the prestige of the powerful.

Especially now Zixiao Ancestor, who is related to the Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang, and the ancient god Lu Jian of the Ancient Heavenly Court have appeared one after another, but the Buddhist gods have never had any reaction, which makes ordinary people have great doubts about the existence of the Buddha.

And if there is no Buddha, all the teachings of the Buddha will be false.

It's a dead knot, a dead knot that no one can untie.

Lingmengfan thought of Zhang Shang's words that there was no Buddha in the heavens at the beginning, showed a bitter smile, and sighed helplessly: "This situation is unsolvable. ”

Zen Master Wuming's eyes flashed with a different color, and he said with a firm expression: "This situation, there is a solution." ”

Reimu Fan looked at Zen Master Wuming in amazement, not knowing what he meant, let alone why he was so confident.

In this era when gods and demons were born, the dilemma of Buddhism is not at all something that can be solved by ordinary forces, unless there is a Buddha in the world.

Wait, Buddha!

Reimun Fan suddenly thought of something, and Sakura looked at the smiling Zen Master Wuming with a stunned look, vaguely guessing the other party's plan. It's just that she still can't believe that Zen Master Wuming dares to do such a thing that is almost rebellious.

"When the poor monk heard that Shakyamuni had not attained supreme enlightenment, he once met the god Wuchao Zen Master, and he was able to point out the truth of my Buddha and realize the path of enlightenment." The Zen Master Wuming sat cross-legged under the soul nourishing tree, with a solemn expression and a loud voice as if teaching his disciples true knowledge.

Ling Mengfan looked at the serious Zen Master Wuming, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was a little strange. She naturally understands the subtext of the famous Zen master, Taoism can create gods, why can't my Buddhism make Buddhas.

Although he was amazed and helpless by the boldness of Zen Master Gomei, Reimufan was not carried away. If there is no true God in the world, it is not hopeless to create a Buddha, but now that the true God has appeared, how can a Buddha without miracles be convincing?

She seemed to be reminding, and there seemed to be a warning, and said: "However, the world has never seen the true works of Wuchao Zen Master, how can you be convinced?" ”

Zen Master Wuming took out a simple golden scroll from his bosom, handed it to Lingmengfan, and said with a smile: "The true work of Zen Master Wuchao, isn't it already in the world?" ”

Reimu Fan took the scroll suspiciously, and then slowly opened it.

"Incense Seals the Gods"

When the few big characters on the frontispiece came into view, Lingmengfan couldn't calm down anymore. Her face was full of shock, and her crystal jade hands couldn't help but tremble, as if she was holding a thousand pounds of weight.

Ling Mengfan looked at the Immortal Immortal Technique in his hand, and then looked at the Smiling Zen Master Wuming.

At this moment, she even had an irrepressible greed.

Take it away!

Wuming Zen Master doesn't know martial arts, he can't stop himself!

Evil thoughts grew irrepressibly, and countless demonic voices sounded in my head.

When Lingmeng Fan was almost unable to control her evil thoughts, the voice of Zen Master Wuming woke her up: "This thing is given to the fairy, if the poor monk does not succeed, I hope the fairy can leave a little seed for my Buddhism." ”

"What."

When Reimu heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses. She looked at the serious Zen Master Wuming, with a look of disbelief on her face, and at the same time a little ashamed.