Chapter 899: Soul Slash

c_t;“ Brother Xiao Feng, say goodbye and see you in the future. [Full text reading]"

Feeling Chen Ba's naked gaze, as well as Qin Meifeng's eyes that seemed to have deep meaning, Ye Zun hurriedly said goodbye to Chen Xiaofeng, and the gaze of these two made him feel a little empty.

"Brother Ye Zun......"

Seeing Ye Zun leaving, Chen Xiaofeng sighed helplessly, "I haven't thanked you yet." ”

"Hmph, boy, today you ruined the reputation of my Miss Feng Clan, if you don't come to my Feng Clan one day, I will teach you a lesson even if I chase you to the ends of the earth. ”

Ye Zun left in such a hurry, how could Qin Meifeng not know the reason, although they were far away, her voice still rolled out above the sky, so that Ye Zun in the distance could hear it clearly.

"Mother, who is going to marry this perverted embryo. Chen Yingyue snorted, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

"Hmph, that kid has ruined your reputation, if you dare not come, see how I clean him up, go, and go back to Canggu Domain. Qin Meifeng waved her hand, and the people of the Wind Clan immediately left Shanmu Island on a battleship.

"Madam, this kid is very slippery, if he doesn't come, can you still find him?" Chen Ba looked at Qin Meifeng suspiciously.

"You stupid man, can you run away from the monk and run to the temple? If he doesn't come, I will tie him up even if I find his temple, this uncle, I want it from the Feng clan. Qin Meifeng said quite domineeringly, such a talented genius, how could she Feng Clan miss it, it was better to take a boat down the river to become this beautiful thing.

Anyway, Ye Zun himself said that he was the uncle of the Wind Clan, and no one forced him to say this.

After Ye Zun and the people of the Wind Clan separated, they came to a lonely island in the Aoba Islands, such uninhabited islands abound in the Aoba Islands, and they are full of calculations, and there are just two months left to be September 9th, anyway, they have come to the Black Water Sea now, and Ye Zun is not in a hurry to go to the location of the Dragon Palace, the Black Dragon Islands. (’)

During this period, Ye Zun wanted to improve the power of his seven-star swordsmanship, and if time permitted, he would naturally have to work hard again in the realm.

Time flickered, and a month passed.

During this period, Ye Zun also increased the power of the Seven Star Sword Technique to the level of the four Star Sword Qi at the same time, and the four Star Sword Qi were killed at the same time, and the power was unpredictable;!

When Ye Zun was bored, the old monk would also recite some Buddhist scriptures by himself, as if he was talking to himself, but he was deliberately saying it to Ye Zun, although Ye Zun didn't care about these, but the old monk recited the Dharma from time to time, which also made Ye Zun's mind seem to be purified, his mood improved, and he looked at everything at a deeper level.

"Old monk, although I don't deny that your Dharma has benefited me a lot, I advise you to pay less attention to me, I will not practice with you. ”

On this day, Ye Zun looked at the old monk sitting not far from him and said lightly.

"Today's words, how do the donors know the things after tomorrow, the donor does not practice Buddhism with me today, it does not mean that tomorrow will not, the donor does not practice Buddhism with me this year, it does not mean that next year will not, everything perseveres, there will always be a city to cultivate the true manor when the clouds see the sun. The old monk said slowly with his eyes half-closed.

Ye Zun looked at the sky and said, "Maybe one day I will cultivate Buddhism, but I will definitely not be a little monk under you, do you know what I mean?"

"The donor's mind is red dust, the world is entangled, and there are too many worries, so naturally he will not be a monk with the poor monk, often accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green light, and the poor monk only wishes that the donor will be good, and one wish is enough!"

"This is even more impossible, in this river and lake, who doesn't kill people, kind-hearted people, can there be good rewards?"

Even so, the fate of this life, the fruit of the next life, the goodness of this life has not been rewarded, and the next life will also bear good karma, and this life has not been rewarded, not that it is not repaid, but waiting for the next life. ”

"Hehe, old monk, do you really believe that there is an afterlife?" Ye Zun sneered; "Even so, I killed you now, will you have any regrets?"

"Yes, failing to educate the donor is a regret for the poor monks. ”

Ye Zun was speechless, this old monk said that he wanted to educate him, Ye Zun sometimes really didn't understand, those big treacherous and evil people, this old monk did not educate, but came to educate him, a person with good thoughts and good survival in his heart.

Suddenly, Ye Zun looked at the old monk, was silent, and said, "Old monk, have you ever heard of the Buddha Sutra?"

"Buddha Demon Sutra!" Hearing Ye Zun's words, Ye Zun obviously felt that the old monk's unchanging mood fluctuated, although it was only for a moment.

"Why did the donor ask like this, could it be that the donor had ever seen this scripture?" the old monk looked at Ye Zun suspiciously.

"You tell me first, is this Buddha Demon Sutra powerful?" Ye Zun looked at the old monk.

The old monk said to Amitabha Buddha and said, "This sutra is my Buddhist monk painstakingly studied, one of the exercises of double rest, known as one of the ten ancient scriptures, the history is long, the practice of this sutra, need to enter the Buddha first, and then enter the demon, the Buddha and the devil are the same body, the magic is self-contained, as for whether it is powerful or not, there are different opinions, the things of the ancient times, who can know clearly." ”

"The Buddhist monks actually specialize in the exercises of the Buddha and the Demon, so there is no difference between the Buddha and the Demon, right?" Ye Zun chuckled at the old monk and said sarcastically.

"Buddha and demon, these are two extremes, far apart, but in the millimeter, the so-called one thought into a Buddha, one thought into a demon, the devil is a demon, the Buddha is a Buddha, there is no difference, but there is a difference, there is a way is to have good thoughts, demons, can also become a Buddha, if there are evil thoughts in the heart, Buddha, can also become a demon, a thought of heaven, a thought of hell, Amitabha!"

Ye Zun didn't bother to listen to these Buddhist words that taught him, and said directly, "If I cultivate this Buddha Demon Skill, where should I start?"

It seems that the poor monk's guess is correct, the donor really got this scripture, the will of heaven is so! This proves that the donor is destined for my Buddha, and when the donor really wants to practice this scripture, come and ask me for advice. ”

After saying this, the old monk slowly closed his eyes, and a series of Buddhist words slowly spit out like Sanskrit sounds.

Seeing that the old monk would not say any more, Ye Zun did not ask, after getting the Buddha and Demon Sutra, Ye Zun also went to explore this Magnificent Sutra, but he could not get started, so Ye Zun has not been able to practice this Magnificent Sutra, but after finding out that the old monk really has no ill will towards him, Ye Zun also dared to reveal a thing or two to the old monk.

On top of the reef where the sea rushes.

Ye Zun held the Mo Liu Sword, his eyes half-closed, his body motionless, allowing the rushing sea water below to splash on his body.

At this station, he seemed to be a stone carving, motionless for four or five days passed, Ye Zun's body did not move at all, not even breathing, but Ye Zun's body did not move, but his heart, his person, was already overwhelmed, in meditation, Ye Zun kept practicing swordsmanship, a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times, a million times......

That style of swordsmanship is profound and difficult to understand, as if it is a heavenly book that landed in the world, called the soul slash, which is the first type of swordsmanship among the three styles of the revenant, and the famous swordsmanship of the god of death back then!