The night faded.

A ray of light slowly advanced and fell on Daoxuan's body at this moment.

Ritsuko's expression was very calm...... He stood at the junction of darkness and light, and soon he was shrouded in light, and his whole body exuded an invisible aura of holiness and solemnity.

Merely...... After heavy rains.

The blood remains.

Jinglian leaned against the big Buddha and seemed to say the word blood casually......

Although it was a question, he already had a conclusion in his mind.

"Although I haven't seen my brother for many years, I still know him very well. ”

Jinglian laughed at herself: "The disciples of the Vinaya Sect are extremely united, even if you participate in the 'Bathing Buddha Festival', you will not let you travel alone...... So, what about those disciples?"

Daoxuan's expression seemed to have changed somewhat.

There was something complicated in his eyes.

In the end, he said deeply: "It has nothing to do with you. ”

Picking up the reins, the talisman was triggered, and the crackling golden light jumped wildly, and the entire huge Buddha statue made a roaring sound again.

"Hum—"

Jinglian narrowed her eyes, the short man next to her pulled his sleeve, Jinglian's body was like a ball of wind shrouded in a robe, was dragged to "stumble" and fell, the black robe was broken like dust, and the next moment, the two people who were smashed by the huge Buddha statue appeared on the top of the Buddha's head.

Dao Xuan locked his eyes on the two of them, didn't say a word, just silently clenched the Zen staff.

Put the three ancient knives back into their sheaths, made it clear that Jinglian, who didn't want to fight anymore, helped the hat, and said with a smile: "It's okay if the senior brother doesn't say it...... I will find out about this matter, junior brother. ”

Ritsuko gripped the reins between her five fingers, the golden light spread, and the entire Buddha statue burst out with blazing brilliance, shining brightly, like a sudden fire wind, and after the blazing light dissipated, the two black robes were gone.

......

......

The wind howled in my ears.

Shuttling through the dense forest, the messy branches smashed head-on, and two black robed figures as light as bones were almost parallel to the ground, and the toes were just a little bit, and they could sweep a distance of more than ten zhang.

"I know the Tao very well...... When he was very young, he was locked up in Futu Mountain, in retreat with Daoxuan, and I almost thought he was a mute. ”

"At that time, there were five quasi-Vinaya sons appointed by the Vinaya, but I knew him from the first time I saw him...... The other four are destined to be eliminated. ”

Jinglian looked at the "umbrella bearer" beside him, "He has 'Vajra' in his eyes, and it just so happens that the Vinaya has not appeared in the 'Vajra' for a long time......"

"Vazara?"

The "umbrella bearer" beside Jinglian, when he didn't use cultivation to cover his voice, spoke in a thin voice, sounding a little confused.

"The ancient Sanskrit word 'Vajra' is translated as Vajra. Jinglian glanced at the umbrella bearer beside her and said with a smile: "Preside over the Yaksha people and protect the Dharma...... It is the 'god' killed by the Lord of Buddhism. ”

The umbrella bearer fell silent.

What silenced him was not only the "Vaziluo" in Jinglian's mouth, but the tragic scene in front of him like purgatory on earth.

The heavy rain washed away all the dust in the world, but it couldn't take away the blood here...... On the ground, there were severed limbs one by one, and the stump arms bloomed like flowers, and the invisible karmic fire seemed to have burned here, so these corpses seemed to be crushed to the ground by the "nail of fate".

Heavy rain stained the land even more scarlet.

Jinglian's face was a little pale.

He finally understood where the smell of blood on Ritsuko Daoxuan's body came from.

In the center of this collapsed high forest, the trees were also destroyed by fierce fighting, except for a clearing where people once rested, where the blood was the lightest, and these were unrecognizable, only the "corpse" of the Vinaya cloth robe on his body was left, and there was a fierce fight around this man sitting in the clearing...... In the open space where Dao Xuan once sat cross-legged, these corpses were like flower petals, blooming piece by piece, and the center of the bud was clean and spotless.

"It's Daoxuan. ”

Jinglian stood on the branch and squatted down, even if he dropped this height slightly, he was so smoked by the smell that he couldn't open his eyes, "Dao Xuan killed people here...... So his body was stained with the smell of blood, and his comrades from the Vinaya Sect died cleanly, but he sat here alone and sat alone for a night, why?"

The umbrella bearer's shrill voice rang out.

"Breaking the border. ”

Jinglian suddenly realized.

"Breaking the Realm ......" He thought of the Zen staff that shot out, Daoxuan's face was slightly tired, but the strength on his body was always complete, among the masters, the battle of Zen law, Senior Brother Shenxiu and Daoxuan were always equal, and it was difficult for either of them to win against anyone, but just now, Daoxuan's strength has exceeded his imagination.

Jinglian's expression suddenly became a little solemn, and he looked back in the direction of Mingsha Mountain.

"Are all the entourage of the Vinaya Sect dead?" he exhaled deeply, his hands sealed, and a heavenly bead flew out of his sleeve robe, recording the scene.

Jinglian retracted the Heavenly Bead and muttered, "In this way, this can be regarded as a piece of evidence, and when the festival is over, if Senior Brother Shenxiu wins, these evidences can come in handy......

The umbrella bearer hesitated for a moment and said, "What do you mean...... After the puja, do you want to integrate the two sects?"

Jinglian stretched out a hand, patted the head of the umbrella holder, and said softly, "This has nothing to do with the two of us, Lingshan is not peaceful now, it is related to the turmoil in Zhongzhou, and the high-level bigwigs go to the palace, and they will have their 'actions'...... In this puja, if you can choose the 'Buddha' who is happy with all the people, then it will be a great thing. ”

The umbrella bearer asked tentatively again, "Shenxiu?"

"Although Senior Brother Shenxiu is good, he is really a little wooden...... He was in retreat all year round. Jinglian said helplessly: "Most of the affairs of Lingshan are handed over to him, I'm afraid it won't be taken care of well, and the abbot of Xuyun has explained it before." ”

The umbrella bearer smiled, he remembered Master Xuyun's words, and repeated with a smile: "The one who inherits the position of 'Buddha' must be the one who twists the fire." ”

"The person who twists the fire, these years, how can anyone 'twist the fire'?"

Jinglian said angrily: "I really think that everyone is like Song Que, who only cared about eating, drinking and having fun in the first half of his life, went to Futu Mountain without anything, fell into the Dao fire of a Bodhisattva, and then became a Buddha on the ground?"

In this world, now the two worlds are combined, and the people who twist the fire and become holy are only five fingers.

The couple of Gu Yi and Song Que is the marriage of two behemoths in the East and the West, and they are also the lucky ones who have witnessed the existence of the "Eternal Life Law" in the ancient beliefs, and they are also the holders of the real power of Taoism and Lingshan, and the existence of "Nirvana" standing at the highest place in the world.

The umbrella bearer hurriedly stretched out a finger to his lips to signal that he could not say this.

Jinglian grinned and said, "What can't you say, can he still hear it?"

The umbrella bearer thought carefully and showed a helpless look.

The two of them left this bloody place, shuttled through the dense forest all the way, and turned back towards Mingsha Mountain.

A crisp birdsong in the air.

Jinglian raised his head, his eyes narrowed, his gaze looked through the gap between the fine leaves, looking at the flowing clouds in the dome, a snow-white "cloud" swooping down, and the crisp chirping sound was getting closer and closer with the dive.

Jinglian sighed: "Since the gadget left Changbai Mountain, it has become more and more cute. ”

He reached out to grab it, the little white finch saw the intention very humanely, although the body was a little bloated, but extremely flexible, a dodge avoided the five fingers of the pure lotus, "fell" into the palm of the umbrella holder, rolled a roll, and was coquettish and cute with a thin head to rub the umbrella holder's skin.

Jinglian was angry and scolded: "The guy who eats inside and out, Lao Tzu raised you for nothing, I should really put you in an iron pot to stew." ”

The little finch rolled her eyes.

The umbrella bearer also turned over a white smoke, protected the little finch, and lifted his foot.

Jinglian flew out upside down with great cooperation, and her back hit a hundred-year-old giant tree, the leaves rattled, and she covered her chest.

"I haven't made any effort yet. The umbrella bearer sneered: "It's fast to fly, don't fool me with your 'Daoxuan' set." ”

Jinglian smiled, "You can see it." ”

Judging from the bloody scene just now, if Dao Xuan is really sure, he may not stop easily, and they both have a tacit understanding that they chose to stop because Jinglian was "poked away" by the Zen staff, and they were not hurt at all.

The staff is always a fraction of the way from the chest.

When he finally died, his strength had been completely discharged, and what Jinglian was best at was not only killing people with a knife, but also pretending to be dead with a knife, which was a skill that she learned after traveling in other places for more than ten years.

The one who knows him best is this umbrella bearer.

The short man who caressed the white finch in his hand, there was a soft sound in his palm, and there was a communication between the two of them, building a bridge, in fact, this little finch was far from being an ordinary beast spirit, and when it was picked up in Changbai Mountain, it was only a plaything, and the treasure of heaven and earth was stuffed into the stomach like money, and there was a feeling behind it, and the little guy was also enlightened.

This trip from the north to the south, the little guy also followed, but after the enlightenment, he was no longer bound by a cage, the so-called sky is high and the birds fly, where is this guy going...... The dome is thousands of miles, and it seems to be a good thing to have one more moving "Tongtian bead".

The umbrella bearer looked at Jinglian, "An interesting thing......

He slowly spoke: "Ning Yi has come to Dongtu. ”

Jinglian was still kneading her chest and pretending to be in pain, but when she heard this, the expression on her face changed suddenly, and she was surprised and stunned.

"The matter of Tianhailou...... You should have heard about it, I really can't figure it out, what is he coming to Dongtu for now?" the umbrella bearer frowned, "Ning Yi's direction seems to be very clear, it is Mingsha Mountain, Xiaoleiyin Temple. ”

"He's coming to the Bathing Buddha Puja?"

Jinglian muttered to herself.

He blinked, and the words "Immortal Method" burst out of his mind, and suddenly said, "I probably know ......"

"Thousands of mountains and rivers, reunion is fate. ”

Jinglian jumped lightly and returned to the umbrella holder's side, he pretended to calmly stretch out a hand, put his arm around the umbrella holder's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Since Ning Yi and Miss Pei are going to come to Xiaoleiyin Temple, we naturally have to take it well...... Citation—"

Jinglian's complexion suddenly distorted.

The umbrella bearer kept the hand holding the Jinglian on his shoulder and pointed outward, and said calmly: "The crowd, don't hug and hug." ”

Jinglian's snot and tears were about to come out, "Barren mountains and wild mountains, apart from the two of us, is there anyone else?"

An untimely, slightly ostentatious chirp sounded at this moment.

"Don't catch you, if you catch you......"

Jinglian stared at the white finch with wide eyes, opened her mouth viciously, and then her fingers clicked again, and her face distorted, shouting for mercy.