Just as he was about to make a move, Murong Yan chuckled lightly and appeared. Ziluo Niang didn't expect that there was still someone next to her, and quickly rolled behind Lin Ji, resisting the scimitar to the back of his heart. Murong Yan stood faintly with the sword in his hand, with a slight smile on his face. That pink plum flower took advantage of her to be extraordinarily delicate and moving.

When Lin Ji saw her, his heart trembled. The smiling face, the gentle eyebrows, and the scarlet color on the sideburns touched the deepest tenderness in his heart. Tears couldn't help but blindfold him, and he almost whispered: "The peach blossoms have bloomed, and I will return." ”

Murong Yan looked at Ziluo Niang with some amusement: "The little woman is a subordinate of Penglai." I also want this Buddha bone relic. Aren't you supposed to be my enemies together, and why did you make trouble yourself?"

Ziluo Niang didn't dare to relax for a moment. She didn't know how long the woman had been looking, but she didn't notice her presence at all, which frightened her. Reluctantly smiled: "Fairy Gu doesn't know. This wicked man killed the monk of Puji Temple, robbed the Buddha bone relics, and did not know where to hide. I'm pressing. If he dies, we will never find the Buddha bone relic again. ”

Murong Yan nodded. Canglang screamed, and Qingming Jian Yao shone and stopped in front of her. She smiled and asked, "The Buddha bone relics will give the people of Puji Temple a headache." Do you have any last words?"

Ziluo Niang saw that she was going to kill someone if she didn't agree with her, and she was horrified. said: "Sister spare her life." The little sister strayed into the Demon Sect, but she has never done anything evil. While begging for mercy, he kicked Lin Ji towards Murong Yan with all his might, and his body retreated sharply, wanting to use Lin Ji's life to grab a little life for himself. Murong Yan gently caught Lin Ji and put him on the ground, his figure flashed, blocking Ziluo Niang's way.

Seeing that she had no intention of harming Lin Ji at all, Zi Luo Niang regretted it in her heart: "I fell for this hoof's plan!" glared at Murong Yan hatefully. Murong Yan shook his head: "When death comes, I still don't know how to repent." The blue light flashed, and a good human head rolled to the ground.

Lin Jiben had already collected his mood, and when he raised his eyes to see her heroic posture swinging his sword, he couldn't help but arouse his tenderness again. His wife was originally a weak woman, but after being with him, she also began to cultivate her spirit and temper her kendo. She is gifted and intelligent, and she has entered the house in three years, which can be seen in the way of the sword. It's just that for her, the magic sword path is more important to maintain her beauty and stay in the year, rather than the road to seek immortals. I once laughed at her for buying and returning the pearls, but now that I think about it, I don't know if what I took was a coffin or a pearl.

Just as he was in a trance, Murong Yan looked at him with some curiosity and said with a smile: "Young Master Lin, we will meet again so soon." ”

Lin Ji glanced at her, his expression a little complicated. Murong Yanjiao smiled and said, "I'm not interested in your treasure. I just said that on purpose. ”

Lin Ji nodded: "I know." ”

Murong Yan smiled: "It's so tiring to talk to you. I don't think you want to go to Tianyin Temple. Where are you going? I'll take you. ”

Lin Ji shook his head and said, "Don't dare to bother." ”

Murong Yan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly had a mischievous urge: "That's not good." Since I saved you, I can't give up halfway. You have to find a proper place ... ”

Lin Ji suddenly felt a sense of danger of being framed, and said coldly: "No need. If you don't want to take my life. Let's go. ”

Murong Yan smiled brightly and stopped talking to him. Picking up his ice-blue spear, he picked him up and swept down the hill as fast as he could. Lin Ji said angrily: "Murong girl!" Murong Yan ignored him and just hurried away. Lin Ji was angry in his heart, but he couldn't resist at all.

Murong Yan turned around and came to a nunnery. The nunnery is very small, and the incense is cold. Lin Ji was furious: "You're going to leave me here?"

Murong Yan grinned: "The people of the Demon Sect would definitely not have thought that you were hiding here." I can't stay with you all the time, so I'll have to find you a safe place. He stepped forward and patted the knocker gently. After a while, a tall, sturdy old bhikshuni stepped out. As soon as she saw Murong Yan, the nun suddenly got up in surprise, took her hand and kept gesturing, it turned out to be a mute.

Murong Yan smiled good-naturedly, pointed at Lin Ji, and gestured twice. The mute suddenly looked ambiguous and pointed at him. Murong Yan shook his head with a smile, but Murong Ni shrugged his shoulders and took Lin Ji away.

Lin Ji was caught and thrown around by two women, and there was no shame and anger in his heart. Walking into the room, the dumb nun trumpeted twice in a corner, and a large doorway appeared behind the broken Buddha statue. As soon as I entered the doorway, it suddenly opened up to a lightly furnished boudoir. The gums and bedding are clean and tidy. On a glazed round table with pear legs in the middle, there is also a pot of seven-leaf lotus orchid. Muni casually threw Lin Ji on the embroidery bed, smiled strangely at Murong Yan, and walked out.

Lin Ji looked at the pot of lotus orchids and was stunned. His wife loves orchids, and at the most time in the house, there are more than 300 pots of various orchids. Murong Yan was silent when he saw him, and he didn't bother him.

Lin Ji came out of his senses, looked at Murong Yan, and said astringently: "Thank you for saving me today." "His expression is not as cold as before. Murong Yan smiled and said, "I have to go back to Tianyin Temple." You can rest here in peace. I don't know what kind of poison you have, but it seems that it just keeps you immobilized, and it should be a few hours away. ”

Lin Ji nodded. Just when the dumbani came in. Murong Yan made two gestures at her. Muni was surprised and very reluctant. Murong Yan was very determined. Mute Ni took her hand and almost cried. Murong Yan patted her shoulder and pointed at Lin Ji again. Muni nodded firmly, probably indicating that as long as he was there, he would never let Lin Ji have any mistakes. Murong Yan smiled, waved at the two and left.

Early the next morning, Lian Chung went to look for the mountain monk. Asked all the way, the mountain monk actually had an early class in the Maha Hall with ordinary monks. The morning class of Tianyin Temple has always been a visit. When Lian Chung looked for it, the mountain monk Bao was solemn, reciting scriptures in the misty incense. The morning light shone into the main hall, illuminating his Dharma body with golden light, as if he was about to become a Buddha in the next moment. A trance surged in Lian Chung's heart, is this master with brilliant Buddha light really the same person as the one who snatched dog meat to eat?

He didn't dare to disturb, so he waited quietly on the side. Soon the monk Dashan had finished his homework. Seeing him, he smiled slightly and motioned for him to follow him.

The two of them followed the mountain path all the way to the depths of the mountain forest. Lian Chung tried to speak several times, but was stopped by the mountain monk with a smile. I had to make a stuffy gourd and follow the trend behind the mountain. Walking and walking, the clouds on the horizon, the springs in the mountains, and the beasts in the forest seem to be close. Lian Chung gradually indulged in it. The two of them were speechless all the way to the edge of a dilapidated thatched hut.

Monk Dashan stopped and smiled at Lian Chung: "When I was young, I used to retreat and practice here. Many obsessions in my heart are left in this grass hut. ”

Lian Chung nodded. The mountain pushes away the grass hut firewood. No one came for a long time, and the firewood door was already rotten, and with a gentle push, it fell to the ground. The mountain shouted the Buddha's horn, and with a wave of his hand, the whole thatched hut was bulldozed. Lian Chung was dumbfounded. Dashan smiled at him and said, "Life is in a hurry, and the white horse is passing by." For example, morning dew, Mo Duo is troubled. Grass huts with firewood, forests and mountains. The road is free, and I have to be free. ”

Lian Chung thought for a while, and said to Dashan: "The master's metaphor, it's just that Lian Chung has only learned at the end, and his heart is stubborn, so he can't understand it. ”

Dashan smiled and said, "What is the metaphor of the old monk? At your age, you have a lot of involvement, where do you get any freedom?"

Lian Chung bowed his head and groaned. Dashan looked at him and smiled without saying a word. After a while, Lian Chung asked, "Master, do you say that there is real freedom in the world?"

Dashan smiled: "If you ask about freedom, there is no freedom." You don't ask about freedom, and freedom comes from heaven. ”

Lian Chung said in a low voice: "Don't ask about freedom, don't ask about freedom... ”

Dashan smiled: "Knowing freedom without seeking freedom is the freedom of the old man." ”

Lian Zhumao suddenly opened, and said deeply to the mountain monk: "Thank you master for solving your doubts." ”

Monk Dashan waved his hand: "When you are really free, thank me again." You're not looking for me today, are you here to fight me?"

Lian Chung smiled, took out the Nine Turns Spirit Pagoda, and said to the mountain: "The kid asks the master for guidance." ”

With a wave of the sleeves of the mountain robe, the floating snow was swept away, revealing a large bluestone slab on the ground. Two more futons were dropped, and they sat down on the ground.

The mountain monk took the pagoda and bowed his head slightly: "The magic skills of the senior brother of Faxian have been improved again. After taking a closer look, he put down the pagoda and said to Lian Song: "This pagoda can warm the aura and cleanse people's hearts." Your little fox, with a clean and pure nature, is the most suitable for cultivating and recuperating in this pagoda. ”

Lian Chung knew that Fa Xian would not put Xiao Lian in the tower for no reason, but he was not too surprised, and asked, "Then when will Xiao Lian wake up?"

Dashan shook his head and said, "The old monk doesn't know. Her body should be fine. It's just that this little fox lacks Nedan, and she has to find a genius earth treasure, or a suitable Nedan to match into it, and she will wake up. ”

Lian Chung frowned and said, "What kind of genius earth treasure do you need, or what kind of Neidan can you?"

Dashan smiled with satisfaction: "The kid is naturally benevolent, not bad. But yours can't. Your internal organs are now shattered, and the three forces in your body are mutually exclusive, but they also nourish your body together. If you want to marry again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to climb to the sky. Besides, even if you give birth to Neidan, you will never want that little fox. The inner dan of others depends on whether it is in harmony with her own aura. If it was a conflict, it would kill her. Genius earth treasure must be transformed by the aura of heaven and earth. For example, the thousand-year-old meat mushroom, the earth's hidden fire heart, the Antarctic ice essence, etc., can also be found. ”

Lian Chung sighed and said, "Then won't she never see the light of day?"

Dashan smiled slightly: "This little fox begs for benevolence, you don't have to worry." I'll teach you a way. He took Lian Song's hand, recited a mantra silently, and shouted, "Duh!"

The wind and clouds in front of Lian Chung are changing, as if he is approaching a very short corridor, and the stars are circulating on the four walls of the corridor. In a trance, he had come to a somewhat ethereal room, Xiao Lian was lying quietly on a stone jade platform, his face was the same as when he was on Yandang Mountain. The ground was covered with mist. The voice of the mountain monk sounded: "This is the situation in the tower. ”

Lian Chung took two steps forward and stood in front of Xiao Lian. Her body was curled up, her cloud-like hair covering a little of her skin. There was a smile on her beautiful face, as if she had just fallen asleep. For many times, he knew that he was only grateful and pitiful to Xiao Lian, and he didn't have much love. At this time, seeing her ignorant and lying quietly, a lot of regrets swelled up in my heart. After standing for a long time, it was as if someone had pulled him and immediately pulled him back to the bluestone slab in the snow.

The mountain monk looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Your skills are not deep now, so you can't stay in the tower all the time, it will be detrimental to you." ”

Lian Chung was still in a trance, and nodded in agreement. The mountain monk got up with a smile and said, "Let's go! ”

Lian was shocked. When I looked up, I was still hanging down. It turned out that three or four hours had passed outside the tower. Hurriedly followed, and said apologetically: "There is Master Lao for a long time." ”

Dashan reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and let it slowly melt in his hands, enjoying it very much: "It's okay." If you want to see that little fox in the future, remember that you must have a reliable protector next to you. "Lian Chung is the only one.

The two of them came down the mountain and happened to meet Xiulin to find Lian Chung. Dashan saw Xiulin's sad face and patted his head. He didn't have the demeanor of a monk, but more like a kind elder, and said with a smile: "It's empty, go and help me do something." ”

Xiulin didn't dare to dodge, and said with a bitter face: "Uncle Shi, please command." ”

The mountain monk curled his beard and said with a smile: "Qinglong Villa was attacked by the Demon Sect, and three women escaped. Go and defend them, and you will not be poisoned by the demons again. ”

Xiulin's eyes suddenly lit up: "Uncle Shi, do you mean?"

Monk Dashan glared: "What do I say?" Ask them when they're leaving, and go with them. He walked out with a smile.

Monk Xiulin swept away the gloomy mist on his face. Lian Chung smiled and said: "This is to take the law and go to Shuangsu and Shuangfei." Well, no, it's three nights and three flights. Congratulations to Master Xiulin!"

Xiulin glanced at him very unreservedly: "Your Qianxue girl will also go with you." ”

Lian Chung kicked him: "you." Why did you just look miserable? Someone else came to the door?"

Xiulin rolled his eyes again: "Quality, donor, quality! Can you not be so cheesy?"

Lian Chung shrugged: "Other than that, I really can't think of anything else that can make the always elegant Master Yuanzhen look like he has been stained with vulgar dust and shit." ”

Xiulin's face froze: "Amitabha." Even the donor said cautiously. In the eyes of the Buddha, the vulgar shit is also the fate. ”

Lian Chung smiled: "Yes, very much." Therefore, the master is contaminated with mundane dust, and that is the heart of my Buddha. Good, good, good. ”

Xiulin's face suddenly collapsed, and he sighed: "Alas, I don't have anything to do with you." The abbot asked me where the Buddha land was. I said that there is a Buddha in my heart, and there is no Buddha land. ”

Lian Chung nodded: "That's right." And then what?"

Xiulin looked at him distressedly: "Then the abbot let me go." ”

Lian Chung was surprised: "Just left?

Xiulin nodded and said, "That's why I'm distressed." How could I say such a stupid thing!"

Lian Chung was puzzled: "You're right, why are you stupid?"

Xiulin squinted at him: "I really don't know what Su Oiran likes about you." Wherever is the land of the Buddha, isn't it possible to practice the Buddha anywhere? He frowned and didn't speak.

Lian Chung suddenly realized: "If you go home, you can also practice Buddhism!"

Xiulin sighed: "Isn't it? I guess that's what the abbot meant." After thinking about it, he smiled sheepishly again: "It's good to meet Uncle Dashan." Uncle Dashan is really understanding!

Lian Chung shook his head and teased: "If you let those big ladies and daughters-in-law who love you see Master Xiulin like this now, you will no longer be able to swagger and deceive." ”

Xiulin smiled: "The little monk is a disciple of Buddhism, and he doesn't speak." ”

Lian Chung nodded: "Yes! Yes, yes! If you marry your wife, you have to marry a Buddhist disciple of your sister-in-law!

Xiulin pushed him: "Go! The little monk will go and say goodbye to the master, and it will change later!"

Lian Chung looked at his fiery back, and secretly sighed in his heart the power of the love between men and women, even a monk like Xiulin was not exempt from vulgarity. Shaking his head and smiling, he turned to Zhang Linghui's guest house.