Hong Kong Island World.

When the gates of heaven and earth are wide open.

In the psychiatric hospital where the Caolu monk was arrested, the attending doctor had the same face as Nie Xiaoqian in front of him, that is, the former was an urban beauty, and the latter was a classical beauty.

There is one thing to say, Wang Zuxian's ancient costume is the most beautiful.

Right now, wearing a white plain gauze palace skirt, wide sleeves fluttering, simple and elegant hairband, green silk hanging shoulders, hosta obliquely, jade belt around the arm, the two bends seem to be frowning and not frowning, which is really pleasing to the eye.

At this time, it was night, the cold moonlight was sprinkled, and the whole person became more plain.

Looking at the handsome Taoist who greeted him in an inexplicable language, Nie Xiaoqian was directly stunned in place.

And Meng Fan jumped away a little, and stopped making fun of her, after all, doing so made him seem to be no different from an inexplicable fool.

However, when I see someone who looks familiar, regardless of whether it is the same as in my memory, I do have a feeling of meeting a stranger in my heart.

"Poor Dao has a relationship with you."

"Of course, it has nothing to do with love."

"Now I have come to Lanruo Temple to help you survive the catastrophe and avoid the fate of marrying an old demon from Montenegro."

With a modest smile on his face, Meng Fan turned to look at the beautiful female ghosts who were sitting on the ground, trembling, and continued: "From now on, this Lanruo Temple is the territory of the poor road, and you are all my ghosts, in the future, you can do anything except absorb people's yang energy, as long as you don't leave." ”

A Taoist priest takes the temple to the local plate?

The patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty is above, and the poor road has given our Xuanmen a handful.

Truth be told, who wants to sell their hue unless they have to? In the past, when he seduced a man, none of the yang energy flowed out of his grandmother's mouth, and he was refining Yuehua by himself......

Right now, after changing the master, they don't force them to do anything, as long as they don't leave Lanruo Temple!

At this moment, the female ghosts couldn't help but wonder if they had heard it wrong, until Meng Fan asked for the second time, they woke up one by one, and responded charmingly:

"Understood!"

"As for you."

Meng Fan got the answer, and once again turned his gaze to Nie Xiaoqian, who was standing in place, and said:

"It's good to sing and play at night, let's wait quietly for three months!"

"Huh?"

Xiao Qian felt inexplicable.

A man with a mysterious origin suddenly ran over and killed the demonic tree demon grandma, saying that he had a fate with him and wanted to help solve the old demon of Montenegro.

Whoever encounters this will be very confused, right?

……

Lanruo Temple occupies a large area, there are more than ten halls used to worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva, but the Buddha statues are all cracked, there is no mystery.

Passing through the long corridor, in front of you is the place where the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is located, according to Nie Xiaoqian and some beautiful female ghosts, the tree demons will come from time to time before their deaths, and they are forbidden to enter it.

In the past, there were those who dared to trespass, and when they met their grandmother in a good mood, they were whipped and punished in public, and if they were unlucky, they were scattered on the spot.

Under the leadership of Xiaoqian, Meng Fan stepped into it.

Ripples rippled in the air.

Everything is back to business as usual.

This seal-like enchantment completely separates the mundane from cultivation, and Nie Xiaoqian, who stepped into it for the first time, was a little timid, for fear that her grandmother would come back to settle accounts with her.

This place is extremely empty, if it weren't for Meng Fan standing in the air, there would be the sound of Kacha Kacha under his feet from time to time, it was an ancient corpse that had not yet been corrupted, and there was a green and faint phosphorus fire between the wide eye sockets, which set off this piece of Buddhism like a ghost.

There are no less than 100 corpses!

And these are only a cursory sweep, many of which have been corrupted and buried deep in the earth, and it is not yet known how many are unknown.

"It's not like an old demon did it."

"This group of monks did not have any injuries, and they were not poisoned before they died, but they died peacefully."

In this regard, Nie Xiaoqian did not respond.

How could this kind of secret be within the reach of a weak female ghost?

"It's probably related to the disappearance of the immortal Buddha." Meng Fan didn't need anyone to answer him, he said to himself.

Center-center position.

The human skin curtain and Senro's skeleton were stacked into the bed of the Dryad's secret boudoir, on which were placed several skull wine glasses, which contained crimson blood.

Not far away, the lamp oil made by people was burning.

This place is full of weirdness, especially on the bed, there is a copy of the "Diamond Sutra" on the back, and it is obvious that this locust tree spirit is studying the Buddhist scriptures with human blood not long ago.

"If Shakyamuni knew that after he was gone, there would be such an alternative believer, how would he feel in his heart?"

As he spoke, Meng Fan picked up the Buddhist scriptures and flipped them over twice, and then threw them over, which was ordinary and did not record any Buddhist powers.

He also didn't let go of the few books placed nearby, and checked them carefully, and he did gain something.

"Receiving the Ten Precepts": Temporary marriage, after a hundred years, each follows the six paths, and does not belong to each other......

Closing the scroll, there is a small line faintly on the back:

The sun and the moon look at each other, as if they are not centrifuged.

When I saw Jun Xing sitting, it was like a fire.

Seeing this, Meng Fan laughed heartily, and Nie Xiaoqian glanced at him strangely, and his courage gradually grew, and he muttered: "Which little monk didn't get home in the past?" ”

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"Haha, in the eyes of the poor Dao, this is what he calls having Buddha nature, who said that cultivation can't be contaminated with red dust? The love in the world is the most moving. ”

This trip has solved my doubts.

It turns out that there are also infatuated monks among them, and they will also give birth to feelings, which is a pity, since they can't forget each other, why should they become monks?

Nie Xiaoqian's mind turned, she knew what Meng Fan meant, and said along with the meaning: "I don't know if they were together in the end." ”

"I don't know, but Poor Dao has always hoped that there will be lovers in the world who will eventually become a family."

Next, with the help of Xiaoqian, Meng Fan searched for it, and all kinds of scriptures were found, such as:

"Diamond Sutra", "Tripitaka Sutra", "Huayan Sutra", "Guanyin Sutra", "Stunned Sutra".

There are traces of the dryad grandmother turning.

In addition to the Buddhist scriptures, he also found a relic, but the cracks on it are dense, like many gods outside, the Buddha's light is dark, and the aura is almost imperceptible, I don't know whether it was absorbed by the tree spirit, or the enemy can't pass the years.

Could it be that you just like to visit Buddhism?

Meng Fan, who had not made any big discoveries, stepped out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and happened to bump into a bearded man, his eyebrows were straight and straight, his eyes were like paint, his hair was like a halberd, his lips were like a red hair, and his back was like a three-foot Xuanyuan Divine Sword, like the reincarnation of Zhong Kui.

Taoist Buddha and cultivator, Yan Chixia!

"What a means, I actually killed the dryad."

As long as you don't do bad things and keep your body upright, no matter where you go, there is no need to be afraid.

This truth is really clear in Yan Chixia, he is not afraid of Meng Fan with mysterious means at all, but has a feeling of seeing Taoist friends-

After walking in the world for so many years, I have never seen a person with such a solid foundation in the mystic law, and he is obviously a Taoist master with an orderly inheritance.

"Daoist friends praised it falsely, it's just a fluke."

Meng Fan is habitually humble.

Acquaintances again.

In the world of the Republic of China, Father Wu, a Western missionary, and a master who eats fasting and recites Buddha......

The temperament is really changeable!