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At this time, it is summer, midnight, and dark clouds cover the half moon.

Ximen Bing, who was dressed in white, sent his hands forward again, and the white pillar suddenly became thinner and sharper—as sharp as a huge cone-long needle, stabbing straight into the atrium of the emperor's merry heart.

With a bang, the yin qi pierced the emperor's amorous clothes.

Ximen Bing's icy eyes began to have a cruel pride.

Even if he is a feng shui master who is higher than Huangfu's romantic cultivation, and even some famous feng shui masters, he can't break his Liuhe Grievance Spirit Array.

The lights shine on the spring night of the small building, just like that year, and the peach blossoms on the riverside are good.

Suddenly, Huangfu saw the figure in the south of the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Huangfu thought romantically: It's over. I only felt a faint red light suddenly appear in my chest, and then a burst of scorching heat spread, and my body shook violently.

Then he fell to the ground and took a step back.

Suddenly shocked: No, the thousand-year-old unjust spirits that have been sleeping underground mobilized by the Liuhe Soul Array are extremely cold! Being gathered by this kind of unjust spirits, it should be like ice, how can you feel hot?

Even the scorching heat quickly dispersed, spreading throughout the blood veins of the whole body, and even the right hand that had been hit by the white pillar in front of it became like ice.

"How can I still be conscious?"

Huangfu was puzzled, and found that the pale white that was shrouded in the strands suddenly dispersed, as if hiding from something, and instantly drilled into the ground, and there was only a faint water vapor on the riverside around him.

The half moon in the sky has not yet completely emerged from the dark clouds, and the sight of the riverside is still a little blurred.

He raised his eyes, but saw that Ximen Bing, the son of Aoyue, had a puzzled look, staring at his chest strangely, and his face, which was originally miserable and permeating, suddenly turned crimson.

The crimson that is completely incompatible with Ximen Bing's face.

Then he went away, so hurriedly, without saying a word, but his figure was a little shaky.

It's like a world away!

The emperor was stunned and motionless.

Gu Guoping, who was in the distance, saw the white figure leaving, so he sped up his speed.

Huangfu subconsciously touched his chest, which was still a little hot, and touched something.

A roll of stuff, to be exact!

There is no parting gift for the master.

At that time, he knew that this thing must be very important, so he put it in the inner pocket of his clothes.

Isn't that hot, that red light, from this scroll?

What kind of magic weapon is this?

He took out and opened the red cloth roll, and inside was a thin brown bamboo roll, which was densely connected by red threads. Unfolded it, the vertical text turned out to be as red as cinnabar.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of the Dharma, which is neither born nor destroyed, neither impurified nor impure, neither increased nor decreased---------"

Heart Sutra!

What Master Wuzuo gave him at parting with him was a vermilion Heart Sutra!

The Heart Sutra, also known as the Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra, has only 54 sentences and a short length of 266 crosses, but it is the most important and concise and profound classic of Buddhism.

This scroll of palm bamboo string and vermilion scriptures has such a great miracle.

Actually resisted the fatal blow of Ximen Bing, the son of Aoyue, who gathered thousands of years of unjust spirits!

As a feng shui master, of course, I know the Heart Sutra. This is the fewest number of words, the deepest meaning, the most legendary, the most influential Buddhist classics, countless people with a pious heart to devote great energy to study, just the Chinese translation, there are seven kinds.

The most common of these is the version translated by Master Tang Xuanzang.

But this scripture is an ordinary and visible classic after all, and this volume of "Heart Sutra" given by Master Lu Wuzuo has such a great mana?

The emperor couldn't help but look at it carefully, wanting to see what was the difference between this scripture and what he had seen and read before?

"------ is colorless in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and death, and there is no old age and death. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom to gain --------"

There is no difference, huh?

After Gu Guoping, who walked to the side, saw Ximen Bing far away, Huangfu was standing by the river, standing in a daze, looking at a bamboo roll with a writing in his hand, and couldn't help but look over:

"---- with no attainment, Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, has no obstacles, no obstacles, no fears, is far away from upside-down dreams, and is nirvana. The Buddhas of the Three Worlds, according to Prajnaparamita------ "At this time, the moon has completely peeked out of the dark clouds, and the faint moonlight is sprinkled on this red scripture.

"The Heart Sutra?" Gu Guoping exclaimed, he was not surprised by this scripture, but surprised, why did the figure leave, but this emperor was stunned at this scripture?

The emperor who came back to his senses hurriedly and carefully rolled up the scriptures, then wrapped them in the red cloth, and put them in his arms. Then he told Gu Guoping the important details of the mysterious but life-and-death events that happened in a few minutes just now.

Gu Guoping opened his mouth and was also stunned.

He didn't expect that in this short moment just now, under his nose, Huangfu was almost killed. Or rather, almost turned into a waste. If it weren't for the fact that so many things had happened in the past dozens of hours that he couldn't usually understand and accept, he wouldn't have believed what Huangfu said at all.

Turning his head, there was no figure for Ximen Bing, and not far behind him, Fan Xiaolong was walking briskly.

Judging from the purpose of asking for the password, Ximen Bing does not belong to the Earth Tribulation Gate, so which force does he belong to? Yangyuantang has always taken good behavior as the rule of the hall, and it should not accept a good hand like Ximen Bing who cultivates the Formation of Unjust Spirits, isn't it, the legendary mysterious sect has also made a move?

What kind of secret does this password have?

Of the three major schools of Feng Shui, it seems that two schools have been involved.

Gu Guoping regretted it very much, didn't come over earlier, intercepted Ximen Bing and asked what was going on.

Huangfu shook his head: "You can't intercept him, unless you kill him directly, he must still have vicious means to deal with you." Besides------"

"And what?" Fan Xiaolong, who had come closer, had already been relieved from the shock brought by Ah Xiang and asked with interest.

"Besides, the affairs of the feng shui industry must always be solved according to the rules of the feng shui industry." Huangfu said slowly.

Yes, each system has its own balance and its own way of working, and the possible backlash from the imposition of external forces is even more terrifying, especially in such a mysterious industry as Feng Shui.

Gu Guoping pondered.

Huangfu said romantically: "Tomorrow morning, I will go to this Guiyuan Temple again to thank Master Wuzuo for his life-saving grace, and ask what kind of magic this volume of "Heart Sutra" has. ”

Fan Xiaolong was puzzled for a while when he heard this, and Gu Guoping hurriedly explained it to him. Fan Xiaolong listened to it and said hatefully: "I'll strangle it!" The next time you see him, you must find a way to catch him! ”

Huangfu said romantically: "Next time you want to see him, you must be more careful!" ”

Fan Xiaolong smiled and said, "It's okay, next time I will find a day to teach him!" ”

Yes! This Fan Xiaolong reacted really fast, although Ximen Bing was terrifying, but his cold aura was only suitable for acting at night, and he also had to cooperate with the right time and place, and it was not impossible to deal with him.

Huangfu Fengliu thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved, but after a while, he asked Fan Xiaolong:

"Xiaolong, how is that kid?"