Xuan Jing was suddenly stunned, and just when he was in a trance, she pushed him away violently.

"Shuli ......"

Ying Qi smiled at him, lowered her eyes and looked at the ring that was still orange light, she didn't want to wait, anyway, the probability of success or failure was difficult to say, and she was ruined.

She slowly opened her arms and suddenly released all her aura, and in an instant, a blinding light enveloped her.

Xuanjing's eyes were overflowing with huge panic, and for the first time in his life, he couldn't help himself and shouted: "Shuli, don't do stupid things!" ”

Ying Qi was held in the air by the aura, his eyes looked at Xuan Jing indifferently, and the corners of his lips pulled up a light smile: "Xuan Jing, me or the Buddha, which is more important?" ”

Xuan Jing pursed his lips and couldn't spit out half a word for a long time.

Ying Qi chuckled: "I understand." ”

Xuanjing saw her resolute expression, as if she had been slashed with a knife in her heart, and he said almost pleadingly: "Shuli, I beg you, come down." ”

Ying Qi ignored him, just blindly released the aura, and the aura of the three thousand years of Taoism was all dispersed, and the branches and leaves of the trees danced wildly.

Almost the moment she let out her aura, he guessed her intentions.

"You matter! I don't want Buddha anymore, I just want you! Xuan Jing shouted these words with almost all his strength, despair gradually enveloped him, and his eyes were full of sadness.

But it was too late, and the aura emitted by Maki Qi continued to go in the direction of the unknown mountain.

In a trance, she heard the words he shouted hoarsely, the corners of her lips rose slightly, and there was a satisfied smile in her eyes, she was right.

A strong aura slowly poured into her body, it was a divine soul.

Xuanjing kept chanting the Buddha mantra like crazy, a golden light flowed out from his fingertips, cutting off the source of her aura, and he watched in a daze as the white transparent spiritual light in his palm gradually transformed into the appearance of a little fox, and tears fell unexpectedly.

He was still late.

She has scattered three thousand years of Taoism, and all he has cut off is her few demon spirits.

The transparent little fox rolled in his palm, then curled up and fell asleep.

"Master Xuanjing." There seemed to be a male voice behind him calling him, and Xuanjing slowly looked back, it was Chenghuang.

Chenghuang smiled slightly and said: "Shuli Lady Jun has scattered three thousand years of Taoism and signed a contract with Unknown Mountain, and Unknown Mountain returned the souls of thousands of people in Guoqing Temple, and I am now about to inform Black and White Impermanence to take them to reincarnation, if you have anything to say, you can also say something to them." ”

"No need." Xuan Jing replied expressionlessly.

Chenghuang was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything more.

Xuanjing carefully hid the sleeping little fox demon spirit in his sleeve, and then turned to leave.

In the past, the days were slow and the years were quiet, but he didn't cherish it well, from now on, let him protect her.

Xuanjing has been gone for too long, so long that he himself can't remember how long he has walked, his journey with the little fox, he has become fragmented and chattering, always likes to talk to it about the past, he also told it all his past feelings without reservation, but it has never responded, the only belief that supports him to live is that her demon spirit is still there, and he has to find a way to revive her.

Finally, on a snowy day, he met an old man with gray hair but good spirits.

The old man looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Young man, where are you going?" ”

Yes, he is no longer the respected Master Xuanjing, in the days of walking, he has never touched the scriptures again, the monk's robe on his body is torn and thrown away, and he is now wearing just an ordinary long robe.

"I don't know." He didn't want to pay attention to the old man, but the ghost sent the gods, and he answered him anyway.

The old man smiled slightly: "The old man knows that you are for the little fox in your arms." ”

Xuan Jing was a little surprised, and he asked excitedly, "Does the old gentleman know how to save her?" ”

The old man sighed: "It's difficult, what she is carrying is the calamity of the mountain." ”

When Xuanjing heard this, his heart was overjoyed, the old man said that it was difficult, but he didn't say that he couldn't, he knelt in the snow with a puff, and a chill suddenly hit his knees, and he couldn't care about half a point: "Ask the old man for advice." ”

"Well, if you ask sincerely, the old man will tell you, but this method is mysterious and requires too much pay, I don't know if you dare?"

"As long as I can wake her up, I am willing to do it."

"Good!" The old man nodded approvingly.

Since that day, there has been no disciple in the world like the Buddha's throne, Rikkaya, who dug out his heart with his own hands and sacrificed it to the unknown mountain, and then followed the old man's instructions and wandered around the world with the demon spirit of the little fox.

The old man once said that the day when she found a seven-ingenious heart and sacrificed it to Ignorant Mountain in the same way was when she woke up.

The price is that he has no more emotions and six desires after that, even if she wakes up, he is just a living dead and can no longer love her.

But for her, he was willing to give up everything, and the Buddha threw him into the lower realm, asking him to experience the suffering of the world and overcome the world with himself, but the Buddha couldn't cross him alone, and even excluded her.

Why, just because she's a demon?

Even if she turned into a walking corpse, he wanted her to wake up.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the pair of pearl earrings and pearl necklaces in his palm, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This was what he had accidentally seen a woman wearing ten years ago, and he had a gut feeling that Shuli would look good if she wore it, so he bought these two things with all his body, but never had the opportunity to give them to her.

She always asked him which was more important, Buddha or her.

Every time he thinks about this question now, he can't help but sneer, how can the Buddha be as important as her, but it's too late, he realized it too late.

Before, the Buddha was a shackle on him, separating him and her.

She said that one step is 10,000 steps, and now these 10,000 steps and 100,000 steps are all taken by him.

I don't know how long I have been trekking, my feet have already been ground into a blur of flesh and blood, Xuan Jing only stopped slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, when the old man left, he once asked: "Dare to ask the old gentleman what to call him?" ”

The old man smiled slightly: "Liu Zishi." ”

The temple was renovated after the new emperor ascended the throne, and the temple bells rang one hundred and eight times in the morning and dusk, as they had been thirty years ago.

Xiao Shami lay on the railing, and after listening to the bell, he scratched his bright head: "Senior brother, do you know why the bell in the temple rings one hundred and eight times?" ”

Another little novice shook his head and recited: "The bell is heard, the troubles are light, the wisdom is long, the Bodhi is born, the hell is out, the fire is on the kang, I wish to become a Buddha and save all sentient beings." Wonderful heart, you have to realize it yourself! ”

"Hmph, in fact, senior brother doesn't know!"

Qin Yi put one hand behind his back, gently pinched the Buddha beads with his fingertips, and said lightly: "Wonderful heart, have you done today's evening class?" ”

The two little novices were startled, and hurriedly bowed their heads to admit their mistakes: "Lonely to Uncle Shi." ”

Qin Yi quietly watched the two little novices leave, and sighed lightly, Guoqing Temple is still the same as before, but she is no longer there.

After that day, he didn't want to be Zi Weixing anymore, so he turned around and escaped into the empty door, the Buddha may not be able to cross Xuanjing, but he can cross him.

I heard that there is a walking dead in the world recently, and that person kills everywhere he goes, from the disciple of the Buddha to the living dead who repeats the killing, he became a demon in a flash.

She had waited so long, and finally arrived.

Rather than be disappointed.