In the depths of the Hengduan Mountain Range, which stretches for thousands of miles, the tiger roars and the screams of the apes, and the piercing roars of demons are endless, and there are also terrible howls that belong to human beings during the period!

On the banks of the Nu River, Zhizhu was rolling on the ground with convulsions, his white monk's robe was covered with dust, and his delicate face gradually became hideous because of the severe pain.

Beside him, sat an old monk wearing a red and yellow robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, this person was the dust of Qin Tianjian.

Chenyuan's left hand is erected in front of his chest, and his right hand is counting the Buddha strings, and he is chanting sutras with his eyebrows lowered.

The sound of the scriptures was a little ethereal, and in the screams of Zhizhu, it loomed.

After half a meal, Zhizhu slowly stopped rolling, and he lay on the ground, panting hard, his eyes bloodshot.

"Amitabha, Zhizhu, are you okay?" The sound stopped, and Chenyuan asked with concern.

"Poor Monk...... The poor monk is fine, thank you for your concern. Ji-joo slowly got up from the ground.

"If the old man is not mistaken, you are caused by the backlash of the mental method." Chenyuan's eyes were like electricity, looking directly into the depths of Zhizhu's eyes, and asked, "Zhizhu, you performed the Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra in the Cave Heaven World, right?" ”

"Amitabha." Zhizhu sat down carefully, panted slightly, and said, "Does Master Chenyuan also covet this scripture?" ”

"This is a big deal, and the old man is bound to win!" Chenyuan's face was full of solemnity, and he immediately smiled: "If the old man's expectation is right, at this moment, the Dharma Yin Tibetan Bodhisattva of the Bodhi Temple has entered the Hengduan Mountain Range, Zhizhu, you have to make a choice." ”

"What if the poor monks don't choose any of them?" Ji-joo asked through gritted teeth.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this mountain range." Chenyuan told him bluntly that he would either choose to cooperate, or enter reincarnation!

"Poor monks are not afraid of death!" Zhizhu clasped his hands together and silently recited the Sutra of the Past Life.

"Zhizhu, you are not a Buddha, you must be afraid." Chenyuan said softly: "For example, your senior brother in the White Horse Temple. ”

"What are you going to do?!" Zhizhu's face changed: "Master Chenyuan, you are a high-ranking monk, how can you indiscriminately kill innocents because of a scripture?" ”

"Innocent? The old man asks you, if killing one person can save ten thousand, then do you kill or don't kill? Dusty asked calmly.

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"This ......" Zhizhu was stunned and said: "If this person is evil, the poor monk will naturally make him a Buddha, if this person is good, then, then ......"

"If this man is good, you will not kill it, and then sit back and watch the ten thousand people die?" Dusty Edge looked directly at Zhizhu's eyed child.

"No, no, how can there be such a thing in this world?" Zhizhu felt that the old monk was fooling him.

"How could it not be." Chenyuan said solemnly: "The scriptures in your hand are related to the unity of the three Buddhas, if the old man can succeed, he will be able to benefit countless people in the world, and the people he will save will be more than tens of millions?" Therefore, for this reason, the Buddha will also open one eye and close one eye. ”

Zhizhu felt that Chenyuan was sophistry and wanted to refute it, but he didn't know where to start.

In a flash of thought, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said: "Since this is the case, why doesn't the master teach the scriptures of the Three Buddhas to the poor monks, and the poor monks will unite the three Buddhas and purify the world?" ”

Chenyuan looked at Zhizhu directly, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and said: "Zhizhu, you have violated the three precepts of greed, ignorance, and hatred in this statement, it can be seen that your six roots are not pure, how can the old man rest assured that the three Buddha scriptures will be taught to you?" ”

"Master, you!

"Zhizhu is so angry, if I have violated the three precepts, then you, the old monk, have violated more precepts than me?!

"Amitabha, okay, Zhizhu, quickly recite the "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra" to the old man, otherwise, the White Horse Temple will never be peaceful, and your senior brothers will also face endless karmic fire!" Chenyuan used the gentlest tone and said the most cruel words.

Zhizhu's scalp was numb, he glared at the dust, thinking that this old monk was most likely enchanted, otherwise how could he say such a thing?

But thinking about it from another angle, if Chenyuan really fell into the devil, then he could really do what he said!

"Master, in fact, the poor monk, the poor monk is also a leopard in the tube, and I can only see it." Zhizhu said unwillingly.

"What do you mean?" The dust is incomprehensible.

"The Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra is the first sutra of our temple, and the whole temple is up and down, and only the master can participate in it." Zhizhu said: "The poor monk overheard the master's recitation, so he wrote down some. ”

He didn't dare to say that he could write down half of it, so that he could hide some.

Or, in reverse order?

Or add oil and vinegar?

Amitabha, sin and sin...... A sense of guilt suddenly welled up in Zhizhu's heart.

"You really haven't cleaned six roots!" Standing on the moral high ground, Chenyuan despised Zhizhu: Lao Wei does not teach you the scriptures of the Three Buddhas, it is really the right choice!

When Ji-joo heard this, the guilt in his heart suddenly disappeared.

It's really wrong to eavesdrop on the scriptures, but his master Zun Huineng has forgiven him for this matter, what are you to blame?

"Read the scriptures you have memorized as they are, and the bento will be atonement." Dusty didn't know what was going on in his mind, and continued.

"Amitabha." Zhizhu adjusted his mood, and then recited the "Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra".

After a stick of incense, the scriptures were finished.

"Master, that's all the poor monk can write down." Zhizhu said in a regretful tone, but secretly said in his heart: The poor monk only memorized one-third, and there are many scriptures and sentences reversed, even if you are a rebirth of Bodhidharma, it is impossible to realize the grand wish from it!

The Buddha nature of Chenyuan is extremely high, and after listening to it only once, he wrote down all the scriptures, and he went through the scriptures in his heart, and then quietly asked Zhizhu to recite them again.

Zhizhu didn't dare to refuse, so she read it again.

"Amitabha, Zhizhu, you have broken the vows again." Chenyuan looked at him expressionlessly.

"Master, what do you mean?" Zhizhu pretended to be calm and said: "The poor monk has recited this sutra according to the master's intentions, and the poor monk ......."

"Oh, didn't you notice that the scriptures you read are slightly different from each other." The edge of the dust is gloomy.

When Zhizhu heard this, his forehead suddenly overflowed with sweat, which was not to blame him, after all, it was the first time to do a fake job, and he didn't have the ability to forget, and negligence was inevitable.

If he has the ability to forget...... When Huineng recited the "Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra", he should have memorized all the scriptures.

"Hey." Chenyuan looked at Zhizhu, who had an ugly face, and said, "Is the old man too merciful to let you dare to make the old man?" ”

"Master, poor monk, poor monk ......" was caught and raped in bed, Zhizhu was embarrassed and ashamed, but in his heart, there was also strong resentment!

"Amitabha, keep chanting." Chenyuan clasped his hands together, and as he spoke, he even recited the scriptures himself.

Soon, two verses were spread through the air.

After a while, Zhizhu found that his mind seemed to be pulled by the sound of the earthly meridians, and he would be distracted unconsciously.

And as soon as he wanders, he will subconsciously recite the scriptures in his heart, so that if he wants to tamper with and turn things upside down, it will naturally be even more difficult!

Two hours later, Zhizhu recited all the half of the "Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra" that he had memorized!

"Amitabha, good, good." After the dust was confirmed again and again, I was finally happy in my heart, although I only got half of the book, but I finally gained a little!

Moreover, Zhizhu can realize the grand wish technique with half of the "Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra", and the self-confidence of the dust can also be realized!

"Master, are you going to kill people next?" Zhizhu's eyes showed unwillingness and loss.

"If the old man kills you, what face will he have to see Hui Neng?" Dusty said with a smile.

Half of the "Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra" may not be enough to support the unity of the three Buddhas, therefore, Chenyuan will never kill Zhizhu at this time, evil Huineng!

Then, Chenyuan grabbed Zhizhu and flew all the way towards Daqian.

……

The Western Regions, deep in the desert.

The yellow sand that covered the sky and the sun whirled and swirled, each like a meteorite, piercing the air and rumbling and dancing.

In this terrifying sandstorm, Li Mu and his entourage of nine people rode snow camels, resisting the flying sand while moving forward with difficulty.

The rest of the team turned around before they encountered the sandstorm, and now there were only nine people left in the team.

"I didn't expect the sandstorm here to be so terrifying!" Pang Weiran swept away the dozen or so flying sand that came by the roar with his sleeves, and the sleeves of his shirt cracked, revealing his slightly old arms.

Such a sandstorm, if it flies in mid-air, it is a nightmare!

Pang raised his head slightly, the yellow sand in the sky was flying wildly, like the Milky Way pouring, the waterfall hung upside down, once you entered it, I was afraid that it would be exploded by the flying sand in an instant!

"That's not what Master Pang said just now." Li Mu followed behind, holding the reins of the snow camel in one hand and the seven-star dragon yuan in the other, he swayed at will, and the cyan sword slashed horizontally and horizontally, resisting the vast majority of the flying sand.

Of course, there are also omissions, mainly on Pang Weiran's side.

Pang Weiran didn't know Li Mu's small actions, he was angry, helpless, and a little aggrieved.

The dignified poetry and sword immortal is so narrow-minded, and it is really unreasonable to help the people of the Western Regions and not help the people of the Great Dry Regions!

Pang snorted slightly, and continued to resist the wild sand with his gradually crumbling sleeve robe.

After a while, Pang Weiran revealed two Chiguoguo's arms, which was very insulting.

"Master Pang holds on for a while, there are snow camels here, and we will soon be able to go out of the sandstorm." Langya observed Li Mu as he spoke, and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw him dancing his sword in the wild sand, without any jerky embarrassment.

"Langya." Delis, who was following closely, seemed to sense what he was thinking, and couldn't help but say, "Do you want to...... This matter is a top secret in my Western Regions, and once it is leaked out, the consequences will be unimaginable! ”

She warned Langya that there are countless masters of the Buddha Kingdom in the Western Regions, and they will not dare to despise it, even the big cadres dare not despise it, but if this matter is leaked out, it will definitely attract young people, and then the Western Regions may never have peace, and even fall directly into the boundless hell!

"I know what you're worried about." Langya also had a sad face, and replied: "But I believe in the Poetry Sword Immortal!" And we always have to leave a way out for ourselves! ”

Posterior?

Delith was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Li Mu's name shocked the world, if he can be protected, even if the Western Regions fall in the future, they can still live in Daqian!

The sandstorm seems to be boundless, the snow camel has been walking for an hour, and the wild sand around it does not seem to have decreased by half a minute!

It can be seen that Pang Weiran's arms are already red and swollen, and even cracked and bleeding!

Damn Li Mu!

Pang Weiran cursed in his heart, quickly changed into a new robe, and continued to walk forward.

"Poetry Sword Immortal." At this time, Langya, who had made up his mind, transmitted Li Mu and said, "I have something to tell!" ”

"What?" Li Mutou asked without replying.

"It's about the abyss of the Western Regions!" Langya Road.

"The Western Abyss?" Li Mu was stunned, you must know that the Western Regions are full of deserts, even if there is an abyss, I am afraid it will be filled with sand.

"This abyss is bottomless behind the Jialan Temple of the Exquisite Ancient Country, and it is said to be connected to the Nine Hells!" Langya said solemnly.

Hellhole?

Li Mumeng remembered some of the plots in a certain tomb robbery book he had read in his previous life.

"Your Highness Langya, this abyss won't be called a ghost cave, right?" Li Mu asked in a strange tone.

Ghost caves?

Langya shook his head and said: "Those who know the abyss are called the abyss, but they have never heard the name of the ghost cave, could it be that the poetry and sword fairy already knows?" ”

Li Mu coughed dryly and said, "No, I just mentioned it casually, you continue." ”

"Yes." Langya nodded slightly, and continued to say: "The abyss is bottomless, and it has attracted many people to explore it for countless years, but no one can survive the abyss, and it has become a forbidden place over time. ”

Li Mu's expression moved, and he asked, "After the aura recovered, something strange appeared there?" ”

"Not bad!" Langya looked solemn and said: "Since the revival of the aura, there have been terrible demon roars in the abyss day and night, until a year ago, there was a terrifying demon who wanted to crawl out of the abyss!" ”

Langya told Li Mu that the strength of the big demon was very strong, and even the Bodhisattva in the Jialan Temple who had mastered the immeasurable seal, one of the six Dharma seals of the Buddhist family, could not be killed!

In the end, this Bodhisattva united with Vajra Tibetan Bodhisattva and Dharma Seal Tibetan Bodhisattva to fight back, and only then did he defeat this demon and seal the abyss together, and the matter came to an end.

Li Mu frowned when he heard this, how could these potholes and holes be terrifying.

He thought of the huge pit in the depths of the Hengduan Mountains, when he and the crow brothers were exploring the edge of the pit, and finally just glanced at the pit, and felt a great terror!

Wait a minute!

Li Mu was suddenly stunned, could it be that the terrifying demon beast in the deep pit was the great demon venerable of the demon country later?

Li Mu touched his chin and thought about the size of this possibility.

"Poetry Sword Immortal?" Langya saw that Li Mu was distracted, and hurriedly sent a message to wake him up.

"Oh." Li Mu came back to his senses and said casually: "Since your three great bodhisattvas have sealed the abyss, what are you worried about?" ”

Langya said in a deep voice: "I heard that the seal is gradually being eaten away by the demon beast, I'm afraid it won't be long before the demon beast will break the seal!" ”

Li Mu smiled: "What, are you trying to beg me to join forces with those three Bodhisattvas to suppress that demon beast?" ”

His relationship with the Buddha Kingdom of the Western Regions is getting worse and worse, and it is impossible for him to join forces!

Even if the demon beast was born and went on a killing spree, it was the people of the Western Regions who died, what did it have to do with Li Mu?

"Langya doesn't dare!" Langya heard the dissatisfaction in Li Mu's tone, and hurriedly said: "Once that demon beast is born, I'm afraid that the Western Regions will fall into the Infernal Hell, and at that time, Langya hopes to take refuge under the sword of the Poetry Sword Immortal!" ”