Axia ancient village.

During the rainy season, every house is shrouded in smoke and rain, and the sound of frogs can be heard on the edge of a small pond covered with grass.

The time came to midnight, the agreed time had passed, and the guests who were waiting for the fifth Lun had not yet arrived, boringly tapping on the chess pieces lightly, watching the lights of every house fall one by one.

Fifth Lun remembered that when he was still a person, every hot summer, he liked to drill into the mountains and forests, because he was too lazy to shake the white feather fan to dispel the heat, and when he stayed in the mountains and forests, he could escape the heat in the verdant woods naked and avoid the scorching heat. He likes to hang his untied turban on the stone wall, loosen his hair, and let the cool breeze between the pines blow over his head, which is very comfortable.

When the night waited until day, a light rain began to fall again in the mountains, and it was not long before the rain stopped. It is as if God pities the grass that grows in a secluded place, and the world also cherishes the sunny day in the evening.

The fifth lun waited from day to evening.

At this time, it rains for a long time and clears up in the evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines low through the small window, flashing a ray of light.

Fifth Lun looked out the window in a daze, unlike the north, the nests of the southern birds have been dried, and the flying posture when they return to the nest in the evening is particularly light.

The shadow of the sun on the mountain suddenly set in the west, and the moon on the pond slowly rose in the east.

Another day passed, and the people waiting for the fifth Lun still didn't come.

The evening breeze brings the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the dew drips from the bamboo leaves with a crisp sound.

At dawn on the third day.

Outside the ancient village of the Axia nationality, the clear river water flows around the ancient village in a zigzag, and in the long summer, everything in the ancient village is quiet and leisurely.

The swallows on the beams fly freely, and the white gulls in the water are close to each other and accompany each other.

The old woman next door sat on a bamboo chair and counted the family's silver and rice grains, and her husband, who had been with her for many years, drew a chessboard on paper, which was the Central Plains Go taught to him by the scholar who lived next door.

At noon, the hut of the fifth Lun finally welcomed his long-awaited old friend, Lu Zhengyi, the head of the Yanxing Sect.

As soon as Lu Zheng pushed open the door and was about to take a step, the old woman peeking next door hurriedly opened the door and came out, stopped him, stretched out her hand and said, "Do you want to buy this house?" Sixty taels of silver, not a copper plate is missing. ”

It turned out that before leaving, Fang Yan found the old woman, took the old woman forty taels of silver, and sold the house to her.

Lu Zheng was stunned, and just wanted to shake his head and say no, when the voice of his old friend Wu Lun suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Hahaha, buy it, I'll just have this belongings, and I should help my old friend."

Helplessly, Lu Zheng took out sixty taels of silver, handed it to the old woman, and took over the deed of the house.

Lu Zhengyi shook his head and pushed open the door and walked into the house.

Fifth Lun invited Lu Zhengyi to sit down, straight to the point, and said: "The demon clan is unwilling to stop, and is continuing to attack the demon clan in the mountains, the demon path is defeated, they are no longer invincible, and they are a little unscrupulous, if things continue, the demon emperor will definitely take action, and the barbarians who have been disturbed to live a quiet and leisurely life will also cooperate with the demon clan to drive the Buddha out of the mountain." ”

Lu Zheng knew what he was thinking when he heard the sound of the strings, and knew what his old friend was thinking in his heart, so he frowned and said: "Are you afraid that the Buddhists will take this opportunity to strengthen their own bodies, so that those family valves who originally looked at them will throw out olive branches, and from then on, they will be in cahoots and act in a mess?" ”

Wu Lun nodded and said, "How innocent are the people of the Central Plains? It's only been a long time since the chaotic world of the Demon Dao, and if there is another Buddhist sect that is good at demagoguery, it's ......"

Lu Zhengyi waved his hand, signaling that Wu Lun didn't need to continue, he understood what he meant.

After thinking for a while, Lu Zhengyi sighed helplessly: "The people of the Immortal Dao Alliance are not aligned, each has its own thoughts, I can only say that I will do my best, whether I can persuade other sects to participate, I dare not guarantee you." ”

Fifth Lun understood what he meant, and other sects didn't dare to guarantee it, but their Star Sect would definitely get involved, so he said: "The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, what a good opportunity!" ”

Lu Zhengyi shook his head and said: "Everyone wants to be a fisherman, but not everyone has such vision and courage. ”

Fifth Lun got up, bent down deeply, bowed, and said solemnly: "In short, please." ”

Lu Zhengyi sighed deeply, how could he not know the hardships and dangers, if the Buddhism is the icing on the cake, it is just a true Bodhisattva who sends charcoal and compassion in the snow, if the wolf is ambitious, it is really an unavoidable disaster, at this time, let them attack the demon clan like this, raise the war with war, and strengthen their own body, I am afraid that it will backfire!

You must know that the demon clan has been the 'nourishment' of cultivators since the ancient era of incense and fire Shinto, and the original Daomen was to subdue demons and eliminate demons to develop and grow, and everyone used demon pills to refine sword pills and raise them in the dantian, which got rid of the Shinto era when everyone chanted mantras and practiced spells.

In other words.

The path that Buddhism is taking today is the road to heaven that their Taoist ancestors walked back then.

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The locust trees are luxuriant, the willows are tall, and the sound of new cicadas in the deep green is ceaseless. The warm wind blew slightly, and under the shade of the green trees, after the drizzle, the breeze turned the lotus leaves over. The pomegranate flowers are lined with moist green leaves, and they are as red as flames. Fang Yan's slender hand plucked the spring water of the clear pond, and the splashed water droplets fell into the lotus leaves, like crystal pearls, broken for a while and round for a while.

Hundreds of miles away.

The roar of the demon clan, as well as the golden light of the Buddhist gate.

Fang Yan looked at the spring in front of him, and there were ripples on the surface of the water faintly swaying, splashing with waves, and muttered in a low voice: "This posture should be the battle between the demon king and the monk with the perfect golden body of the Buddhist sect, right?" ”

Looking back at the river dozens of miles away, her dialect was a little difficult, and her intuition told her that in the next river basin, she could not continue diving, and there was a demon king with crab roe in it, which was difficult to deal with.

"It seems...... I had to go on my legs. ”

The dialect carefully avoided all qi engines, and used the shadows of the trees to shuttle through the mountains and forests.

Within a few days, I came to a place that was still about a thousand miles away from the sensing position.

Obviously, the rest of the road is not far, but the dialect can't be passed, because less than a hundred miles ahead, there is a Buddhist monk blocking the road.

Fang Yan sighed secretly: I don't know who is stopping me, trouble this demon king, please come out quickly, okay? Either kill him, or be killed by him, otherwise how can you pass?!!

The dialect hidden in the trees, secretly climbed to the top of the trees, and looked not far away, the water and the sky were connected, and there was a vast expanse; The situation of the mountains and rivers is wide and long, just like the melancholy in my heart at this moment.

The wind blew the ancient trees, and it was as if it were raining.

Fang Yan heard the sound of cicadas and was upset.

"Or ...... Use the shadow to lurk in the shadows, and go straight through, and I don't know if it will be discovered? ”

Soon, Fang Yan decided to do it, and he used the stick holder to gamble with the monk.

Fang Yan hid in the shadows, kept shuttling, and it didn't take long to get close to the monk's location, she hid in the shadows, not daring to show the slightest flaw, and carefully shuttled again.

Thankfully, it wasn't discovered......

Well?

No, there are peers!

Fang Yan found that when she passed by the shadow just now, she could swear that she saw a pair of bright eyes in the shadow.

Those eyes were slightly larger, like big lanterns, and now that I think about it, it was a little creepy.