"Stop"

A woman's scolding, not loud, but like thunder.

As if he had encountered a fixation method, the little white dragon stopped his sneak attack.

When the envoy of the pure altar heard the voice, he saw that it was Guanyin Bodhisattva, and wanted to explain, but Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't look at him, and his eyes continued to stare at the formation.

Chu Feng, on his side, said to the system in his mind: "Have you played enough!" ”

It turns out that what happened just now was made by the system. It's not the first time the system has done this kind of thing.

"Enough"

The system is crisp!

Chu Feng snorted coldly in his mind, looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the air, and said slowly: "Standing outside the big array, you can only peep into the leopard, the Bodhisattva might as well enter the formation with the poor Dao and see the details." ”

Guanyin looked at Chu Feng and actually moved.

This made the little white dragon who had just attacked the Pure Altar Envoy very nervous.

"Bodhisattva, don't listen to the words of this demonic way, the Kasa Bodhisattva and the eighteen golden-bodied arhats are gone. The inside of the formation must be very dangerous, so it is better to take this opportunity to take down the demon path and coerce him to release the Ka Ye Bodhisattva and the arhats. ”

Guanyin didn't even look at him, and fell from the clouds, not dusty, standing two feet away.

"Please open the Jiuqu Yellow River Array"

Chu Feng turned around with a smile, raised his hand, and the void fluctuated, and a crystal portal slowly opened.

The power of the law that suppressed the immortal Buddha continued to be revealed from inside, as if it were another world.

This time, not only Xiao Bailong, but Tang Seng also spoke out to dissuade him.

"Bodhisattva, this is dangerous, don't enter easily."

Guanyin turned around and looked at Tang Seng, and the corners of his delicate and fair mouth outlined a shallow smile.

"It's okay, the poor monk will go back when he goes, and you will wait outside."

Tang Seng was helpless, so he had to fold his hands.

Guanyin's holy and graceful figure disappeared in a flash.

Chu Feng took a deep look at the Pure Altar Envoy and followed.

The formation world is different from the previous scene, with birds singing and flowers, a scene of paradise.

Among the pavilions and pavilions, Guanyin, dressed in snow-white light veil, advanced step by step, indifferent to the scene in front of him, and the formation runes were constantly flashing in his pupils.

"Bodhisattva, how long does it take to break the formation?"

Chu Feng, who had his hands behind his back, appeared ten steps away, and his tone was very polite, like an acquaintance greeting him, not like a hostile party.

"Dao Chief's formation attainments, few people in the Three Realms can be opposed, but it is a pity that he is stubborn in the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, and he falls behind."

Guanyin Bodhisattva turned his head and said with a smile.

These words made Chu Feng's heart shocked, yes, I don't remember how many times I have been scolding the Buddha, I am indeed too obsessed with this, for cultivators, attachment is not a good thing.

Moreover, he is the one who has received the mantle of the Taoist ancestor, and his vision is too limited to Buddhism, too narrow.

"Whether it's the Tao or the Buddha, it's just the same way, if the Taoist can let go of the door, he can expect the road in the future."

As Guanyin spoke, he came closer.

The two of them kept a distance of less than a foot, and the hairs could be clearly seen.

"The words of the Bodhisattva are very enlightening to the poor path."

Chu Fengjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his expression was uncertain.

Guanyin smiled, turned around and continued to explore the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, and every time he walked a distance, he would stop and think for a while.

Chu Feng hung behind him and didn't say a word.

Such a scene, if the little white dragon and Tang Seng outside see it, they must be surprised, how can the two people who were originally going to fight like a walk.

On the first day, Guanyin observed mostly and rarely spoke, and on the second day, Guanyin began to ask some questions about what he didn't understand, and Chu Feng answered selectively.

On the third, fourth, and fifth days, Guanyin didn't ask a word about the formation, but chatted with Chu Feng about the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

If the words are not speculative, more than half a sentence, if the words are speculative, there are not many words in a thousand words, and unconsciously the formation world has passed sixty or seventy days.

The little white dragon and Tang Seng outside the big array were anxious. Guanyin and Chu Feng were like old friends in a virtual mansion in the formation, chatting about cultivation.

"The autumn cicada has been dormant in the ground for three years, but it is short-lived, my generation of monks, through the rolling red dust, through the five decays of heaven and man, three disasters and nine tribulations, all they do is to pursue the way of heaven, does the Taoist think so?"

Under the enchanting cherry blossom tree, Kannon sits on the side of the stone table, with a leisurely expression.

"Since the beginning of my cultivation, I have been walking in a hurry, and I have never thought about why, it seems that it is because of the original intention, and it seems that it is not."

Chu Feng thought of the inheritance of the Dao Ancestor and said uncertainly.

Guanyin smiled slightly, got up and walked a few steps, raised his right hand that was as clear as jade, and caught the falling cherry blossom petals.

"The poor monk has been in the battle for more than two months, and the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation is indeed impossible to crack, what is the Taoist going to do? I want to force the poor monk to stay. ”

Speaking of business, Chu Feng put away his previous lazy attitude, stood up, and said with a smile: "The Bodhisattva's words made the poor Dao suddenly open, and the matter of persisting in the struggle between the Buddha and the Dao, the Poor Dao is not ready to do it anymore, the Bodhisattva can stay as long as he wants, and leave if he wants, and the people trapped in the formation can also be taken away at will, as compensation, the Poor Dao will be given as a gift of nine turns of Jindan." ”

This result made Guanyin a little surprised, turned around, and stared at Chu Feng's clear eyes for a long time before revealing a sudden appearance.

"It turned out that the purpose of the Taoist was achieved"

Chu Feng still smiled and did not speak.

In more than two months, Xu Xian completed the formal unification of the Chinese territory, not only the commanders and generals in the Southern Song Dynasty successively called the ministers, Dali in the southwest, the Jin Dynasty in the north, and the Western Xia in the northwest, all sent the table, and the Zhao official family of the Great Song Dynasty wrote the edict of Zen last night, and now, the luck of the world is all returned to the Xu family.

"Amitabha, Dao Chief, from the beginning, I didn't plan to have a hard encounter with my Buddha!"

Guanyin clasped his hands together.

"Not bad"

Chu Feng bowed his head.

There is such a huge disparity in strength, and it is a dead fight with Buddhism, only a fool can do it.

At present, Xu Xian, who has obtained his own inheritance, dominates the world, becomes the master of the people, is the destiny of heaven, and likes to act according to the rules.

"So where is Xu Xian?"

Guanyin spoke softly.

"Poor Dao will tell him"

The Buddhism Gate is powerful, and Chu Feng will certainly not let Xu Xian shake the foundation of the Buddhism Sect in the mortal world.

"So, Great Good"

Guanyin looked into the distance, and in the place where the eyes were over, a group of monks came up.

……

On this day, it was the only sunny day in two months, and there was no cloud, and Zhongdu, the capital of the former Jin Dynasty, fell into a state of jubilation, because Emperor Xu, who was about to ascend the throne, announced last night the abolition of land rent, taxes, forced labor, and poll taxes.

In the imperial garden, in the pavilion, Xu Xian, who was dressed in splendor, flipped through the chapters sent by the courtiers, his brows furrowed.

"Da Zhou, it's not good, Da Han, it's not good, Da Qin, Da Jin, how come they are all used by others, can't these ministers think of a name that is not repeated?"

"The poor road has two names"

Chu Feng appeared outside the pavilion.

"Master, please speak"

Xu Xian, who was full of distress, was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Daming, day and month, day, night, never fall, the light shines, all are the king's land; Da Yuan, Da Zai Qianyuan, the beginning of ten thousand materials, is the domination of the sky. ”

Chu Feng calmly said two names.