I felt that the soul body was swaying lightly, and then it was like passing through a ripple of vitality, and before I had time to take a closer look, I came to the top of a mountain in the blink of an eye.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a cliff at the top of this mountain.

The white clouds drifted under the cliff, and the mist was steaming. When the sun shines down, in the clouds and mist, a rainbow is formed, and the brilliance is perfect, and the beauty is breathtaking. Look around again, the trees are verdant, the deep valley is beautiful, and from time to time there are big white birds flying by, leading the neck to sing for a long time, and the sound is elegant. And the fawn, looking down and chewing grass, saw someone looking over, and the hoof was lightly ill, and he sank into the woods.

Facing away from the cliff, there is a section of the hillside in front of you, and looking down along it, it is a flat land in the middle of the mountain, and there is a temple built, the temple is not big, but it is exquisite and ancient. The apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray temple ridge, the temple outline is surrounded by green trees, and the flowers and plants are clustered. There is also a pond in front of the temple gate, and there are several lotus flowers planted in the pond, with green leaves like a cover, and pink lotus is in full bloom.

There was an old turtle the size of a copper basin crawling on the edge of the pond, stretching its legs to move, and stretching out its head to look. Suddenly, I heard a soft sound, but it was a human-high colorful peacock, rushing out from under the eaves of the temple, and the old turtle saw this, and quickly retracted his head and feet into the shell. The peacock stepped forward, pecked at the old turtle's back shell, and then used its beak and feet together to push the old turtle back into the pond.

Ling Lang suddenly remembered a sentence: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was a peacock in the temple, and it wanted to reason with the tortoise. ”

For such a mountain with both movement and quiet, Ling Lang liked it very much in his heart, and was about to ask, what kind of place is this? Then he heard the cold voice of Guan Gong Holy Soul.

"This is your dojo?"

"Yes. The golden-faced Garan Bodhisattva said.

"The ancestral temple is not in time, the pond lotus is only ten, the red crane is not a group, and the peacocks are not in pairs, so even the spirit turtle can't stay, thinking about escaping and finding another place to live. Guan Gong's holy soul almost didn't say the word "pitiful".

"Do you need it?" Looking at the other "self", Nagaran Bodhisattva smiled slightly and began to fight.

Guan Gong Holy Soul didn't dwell too much on this issue, and he didn't have the heart to look at the preaching ground that he regarded as a spiritual mountain almsgiving, turned around, continued to look at the clouds and mist under the cliff, and asked, "And then?"

It seems to be a brainless question, but the two "people" are one, although they have their own precautions on weekdays, and some deep-seated secrets will be hidden with supernatural powers, but ordinary things, standing together at this time, can still communicate with each other.

Garan Bodhisattva said, "The other self, that is, the Heavenly Venerable Attainment of you and me, is already up there, and is working around for this matter. It's just not yet known how it turned out. ”

Guan Gong Holy Soul asked again, "What did that person say?"

Garan Bodhisattva shook his head, sighed and said, "You and I know everything in his position. The last time I went to stop the Buddha, I didn't expect him to arrive in person, so why are you obsessed with such a trivial matter?"

Guan Gong's holy soul still looked unchanged, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Then I'll wait here for the result." Although this soul body has not yet fully recovered, even if it can't fight anymore, it still has to be done. ”

There was even a wry smile on Nagaran Bodhisattva's face, and he was about to say something more, when Guan Gong Holy Soul waved his hand to stop him, and said: "Although you may think that it is because of the three of you that Guan Mou is so fearless, you should know that Guan Mou is like this no matter before or after death. ”

When the Bodhisattva heard this, he made a mockery and said, "Why do you have to distinguish between you and me? ”

Guan Gong Holy Soul listened, but no longer answered, but came to the edge of the cliff and sat down cross-legged. Ling Lang couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, it seemed that Guan Gong Holy Soul had always stood a lot, and it was the first time he had seen him sitting.

"Come here and sit beside me. Guan Gong Holy Soul patted the position on his left hand side and beckoned Ling Lang to come over.

After Ling Lang sat still, Nagaran Bodhisattva also walked to his side and sat up.

There is wind on the top of the mountain, there are people in the wind, two "Guan Gong", one green and one green, there is a teenager in the middle, and the pressure is so great.

"Jun Hou, are we sitting here waiting for news?" Although Ling Lang knew that this sentence was idiotic, he still said it, otherwise, he felt a little uneasy.

Not surprisingly, Guan Gong Holy Soul didn't answer him, and Ling Lang didn't care, and continued: "I'm afraid it's too late, my family will come to the room to find me. ”

"With Wu Anjun here, don't worry over there. Guan Gong Shengsoul knew what he cared about most and what he was worried about, so he spoke to appease, and then asked in turn: "I learned about Huangquan Road, went to Xudu City, and met two judges. Maybe you'll have to hit the sky, are you afraid?"

Ling Lang really didn't expect things to develop to such a point, he was angry, and the blood was splashed in three steps, it turned out that the splash was not only someone else's, but also his own.

But can you say that you are afraid? He shook his head, and just as he wanted to talk, the Garan Bodhisattva next to him suddenly interjected: "There is a result. ”

Guan Gong Holy Soul frowned: "Say it directly." ”

Garan Bodhisattva said word by word: "Wu Anjun, grounded for ten years. ”

Guan Gong's holy soul frowned even more: "Over there in the west, there are also people present?"

"No, our one didn't show up, and naturally they didn't want to get involved. Now the only way to do this is to take a step back, and in my opinion, this is the best outcome. "The eyes of the Garan Bodhisattva are like pillars of light, as if they can penetrate the heavens and the earth.

A sudden shout came from the sky: "Who is bold enough to dare to peep into the heavens?"

Nagaran Bodhisattva's face sank, and a violent aura rose like wolf smoke, rushing straight towards Yun Han, and he also shouted loudly: "Do you also come out to beg for death?"

The heavens were silent, and no sound sounded, Guan Gong's holy soul didn't care about this, and asked, "Ten years on earth, or ten years in heaven?"

Garan Bodhisattva's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was communicating with someone with his divine thoughts, and he replied in a moment, "Ten years in the world." ”

Guan Gong Holy Soul listened, turned his head sideways and asked Ling Lang, "Can you accept it?" His eyes were like lightning, and his essence was compelling.

Accept, not accept, after all, you can only accept it. At the beginning, the soul of the Bai Qi army soared into the heavens and destroyed thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, such a result was indeed the best as Jialan Bodhisattva said. Because I didn't see it with my own eyes, or as a human being, I didn't feel too much guilt in my heart about such an ethereal existence of the soldiers on that day. But he knew that Heavenly Court must have his dignity, and he couldn't see through how many things were involved behind it, so he could accept it, but what about Bai Qi's military soul? Just to help himself vent his anger, the punishment was going to fall on him. He clenched his fists, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Do you regret it?" Guan Gong Holy Soul looked at him a little stupid, and asked directly.

"No regrets. Ling Lang replied casually, and the answer was natural. He was suddenly alert in his heart, and suddenly thought of Elder Tian's words, and only then did he understand why the state wanted to co-opt those who had awakened their souls and bodies into the system and control them. The greater the ability, the more unstable it is, as has been the case since ancient times. Not to mention the power itself, he dared to do the thing of fighting the heavens by virtue of the power around him, and in the end he was only "symbolically" punished. But it's true, what truth is there to tell?

When Ma Mian introduced Huangquan Road, the Nanai River Bridge, the Evil Dog Ridge, the Jinji Mountain, and the Evil Ghost Village, he listened to it, felt compassion, and felt that Ma Mian's laughter made him feel extremely uncomfortable. But today, it seems that Ling Lang suddenly felt that he was just a "hypocrite" person. Everything is fair, all beings are equal, and people like yourself can't become Buddhas after all.

No wonder, the ancients told people to say less and do more. No matter how useless it is, what you really do can see a person's true nature.

Why Buddhism is more prosperous than Taoism, most of it is because it can be said. But it is criticized mostly because the latter does more. It's just that there are still more people who would rather find comfort in the former. It's always when people in the world start, most of them think about themselves, and their methods are ruthless, and afterwards they love to say "mercy", put on a few sticks of incense, sing a few verses of scriptures, and feel that in this way, there is no need to go to hell.

Ling Lang felt that he was going to become a philosopher, or that he was going to become a madman.

No wonder Guan Gong Holy Soul and Bai Qijun Soul, these brave "you", don't like him, and even his father once scolded him, like a "girl". It is really indecisive, vacillating, and has double standards in decision-making. Don't talk about coyness, but there is really no difference between people and ghosts like Long Tian, what you think is wrong, the other party is wrong, and you can come to a good time.

Ling Lang's face was full of bitterness, Guan Gong Holy Soul knew that he had committed that inexplicable conjecture in his heart again, and he didn't force him again. There are some things, if you figure it out, you just figure it out, otherwise no matter how much the person next to you says, it will be useless.

Nagaran Bodhisattva also realized this, smiled slightly, and then said: "Baocai Kaiyun Tianzun said that he would not come to see you, not unwillingly, but really can't." ”

Guan Gong Holy Soul didn't seem to care at all, stood up, and said to Ling Lang, "Let's go." Here, Guan didn't want to stay longer. ”

The smile on the face of Garan Bodhisattva immediately turned into a bitter smile, and he shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoists, please slow down. ”

Then he said, "Come out." ”

As soon as the words fell, a young general in a blue robe and silver armor appeared in front of Guan Gong's holy soul, bowed respectfully, and said, "Father." ”

Guan Gong's holy soul tiger's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be a little excited, but he quickly suppressed it all again, and said lightly: "Well, then you will follow behind your father in the future." ”

The young man clenched his fists and said "yes".

Guan Gong Holy Soul glanced at the Garan Bodhisattva whose pale golden face had become a little pale because he had stripped off a part of his luck, bowed his head, and then waved his sleeves, "Let's go." ”

In an instant, on the top of the cliff of the nameless dojo here, there was only the Garan Bodhisattva wearing a blue robe, and he arched his hand and said, "The road ahead is not easy, Taoist friends go well." ”