Yi Tianxing was faintly uneasy, and gently combed the handful of silver-white fine hairs on the top of the little Vermilion Bird with two fingers, and didn't dare to raise his head, and asked Master Bin Ku beside him softly: "Master, why did it turn white? It can't be that the ancestor took the little guy's head and beat it the white ash wall, right?"

Master Bin Ku cried and laughed: "Although the ancestor is innocent and childlike, he will not learn from Huangkou to do such perverse things. He approached to take a look, but his face changed suddenly, and he was obviously shocked.

At this time, the voice of the old ancestor sounded again.

"Illiterate fools. ”

Yi Tianxing was really a little unsure of the spleen of this big man, and he was afraid that he would offend himself and endure hardships again, so he pretended not to hear it according to Master Bin Ku's teaching. He looked sideways at Bin Ku with a shocked expression, and wondered, "Master, what's so strange about this handful of white hair?"

"Heavenly ...... Sky...... "Bin Ku's lips trembled, and suddenly jumped out of the meditation room, and came to the outside of the hut in the back mountain in a few moments.

Although Yi Tianxing also followed, the palpitations of the pale blue light mask, the so-called King Kong Demon Circle, were only willing to stay far away by the lake, gently caressing the tired little Vermilion Bird, while listening to what Master Bin Ku was saying.

"Ancestor, what is that handful of white hair on the Vermilion Bird's forehead?" asked Master Bin Ku in a trembling voice.

"Bitter-faced little monk, don't you recognize it?"

After saying this, the back garden of Guiyuan Temple returned to quiet, and the voice that laughed at Youzi with the unfathomable power of heaven and earth never sounded again.

I don't know how long it took, Master Bin Ku finally let out a long sigh and turned around with a dejected face.

"What's going on?" Yi Tianxing was a little curious.

Master Bin Ku suddenly looked at him fixedly, and looked at the little Vermilion Bird in his arms with a reluctant face, and said to himself: "It can't be like this, how can this temple treasure be outside the temple in my hands?...... Can...... What is the method? The ancestors have supernatural powers, how can a cultivator of our level uproot them...... Anyway, everything is fate. ”

Yi Tianxing listened at a loss and didn't know why.

The presiding officer of the Guiyuan Temple suddenly clasped his palms together, and the sound of the salutation was heard, and after a while, he returned to normal, and a sense of compassion and peace enveloped his body.

He gently saluted Yi Tianxing and said: "The donor has the support of the ancestors, and it is also a great fate to think about it, and I hope that the donor will do good deeds and benevolence, don't stain the feathers of the Vermilion Bird, and don't let the snow robe get dusty." ”

Yi Tianxing frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly exclaimed, "Do you mean...... Did the master mean that the handful of white hair on the little guy's forehead was actually ......?"

Master Bin Ku smiled slightly and said: "It is the most precious heavenly robe of this temple, and I don't know what kind of magic power the ancestor used, but it was actually imagined as a pinch of white hair on the forehead of the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird." ”

Yi Tianxing's mouth was wide open, like a poor man who looked up at the sky but was choked by the big baked cake falling from the sky. In addition to the surprise intersection, but a little puzzled and fearful, he thought to himself, this kind of good thing, it is inevitable that it is too steep, right?

Seeing his expression, Master Bin Ku smiled and said: "The sea of suffering is boundless, but the compassion of Buddhism only crosses those who are destined. Since the donor has to look at the ancestors to look at each other, it is a fate; the donor and the Vermilion Bird are born and harmonious with each other, and the love and righteousness are inscribed in it, which is another fate; if the donor is not separated from the Vermilion Bird Bird, there is a risk of death, and if they are separated, it is embarrassing. Therefore, the ancestor used the heavenly robe to turn into a white feather to suppress the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Fire, which can not only prevent the donor and the Vermilion Bird from being separated, but also protect the safety of the donor and the Vermilion Bird, and get a round of good fruits, which is a great fate. ”

Yi Tianxing only knew that the heavenly robe was a very powerful baby, and then he realized that the meaning of the heavenly robe to himself and the little red bird was so great, and he secretly checked his body, and then found that the true yuan in the body flowed smoothly, the body temperature was normal, and the spirit was clear, and there was no feeling of dizziness and anxiety at all. He couldn't help but feel inexplicable, and said: "Where does the kid have such a deep blessing, he really doesn't dare to accept this treasure." ”

Master Bin Ku laughed and said, "I really don't know that Master Yi also has an embarrassing time. Instead, he said: "The donor is misunderstood, although the old man gave up this holy thing, but it is the heart of the upper body, hoping that the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast can grow smoothly, and the auspicious Buddha light will be sent down for this world as soon as possible, and the donor does not need to be polite." It's just that...... Although the donor is usually difficult to reach, there are only a few masters at the top who can resist a little in the last three days, as long as a few masters and the little boy do not make a move, it should be safe. But in the future, with the two great treasures of the Vermilion Bird robe, you have to be careful when doing things. ”

Yi Tianxing had heard this old monk say that for three days for some reason, he would definitely borrow the heavenly robe for some reason, and then he came back to his senses and couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking that this was not causing himself a big trouble?

He knew that the disciples of Buddhism had an opportunity, so he no longer thanked him, but secretly pondered that he owed Guiyuan Temple a great favor, and he didn't know how to pay it back. Even if Guiyuan Temple is really compassionate and helps him hide the matter of carrying a heavenly robe, if the extremely powerful little boy in the last three days asks for trouble in Guiyuan Temple, is he still embarrassed to stand by?

Thinking of this section, he looked at Master Binku's compassionate and solemn expression, and couldn't help but doubt the true intentions of this high monk.

Yi Tianxing thought that he was first involved in society, so he first owed the old master, and then owed Bin the bitter old monk, and dragged a string of incalculable bad debts behind his buttocks, and couldn't help but hate and scold in his heart: "Ginger is old and spicy, loofah is old tough, dates are old cotton, walnuts are old hard, this person ...... Sure enough, it is the hottest, toughest, toughest, and hardest old ...... The most jiān slippery. ”

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Yi Tianxing stayed in the meditation room of Guiyuan Temple that night, he held the little red bird, carefully studied the white hair on its forehead, only felt that the tentacles were cold, but he didn't know how to cast a spell. Thinking that it was terrible that he didn't figure it out in this section, he slipped into Master Binku's meditation room in the middle of the night, and chattered and asked for half a night before he figured out the wonderful way of using the heavenly robe, but he just made an old monk a jīng god.

In the early morning of the second rì, Yi Tianxing kowtowed two heads outside the thatched hut in the back garden, thanking the ancestors for saving their lives and saving the birds.

He originally wanted to go in to see what the old ancestor looked like, and he still had a few big questions in his heart to ask, and because of the entrustment of the old master, it didn't seem good to just kowtow outside, so he always had to meet the person in person and recount the old things in the thirties. But Master Bin Ku just smiled and didn't allow it, and the old ancestor didn't know if he had found something new again, so he stopped talking. Yi Tianxing had no choice but to give up, and the idea of sneaking in one day had just arisen in his heart, but he suddenly remembered the green sè enchantment that was as solid as King Kong, and he still stuck out his tongue and gave up this tempting idea.

Master Bin Ku personally sent him outside the mountain gate, and suddenly sighed and said: "Now the treasure of this temple has been owned by the donor, and the donor should be more careful." ”

Yi Tianxing nodded in response.

Master Bin Ku said again: "I heard that Master Yi Shi is a member of the Gu family?"

Yi Tianxing frowned slightly and said, "It can also be said that this is where the kid's worries lie." ”

Master Bin Ku sighed and said: "When the old lady of the ancient family lived in the provincial capital a few years ago, he often came to the temple to offer incense and was very diligent, but he was a person on the road, and the killing was too heavy, and the temple really couldn't have a deep friendship with it. Yi Shi is still young, and he can't make a mistake after rì. ”

Yi Tianxing sighed helplessly: "It seems that after all, we still have to think of a way to put this matter away." ”

The two of them chatted a few more words, and Yi Tianxing went down the steps to leave, and Master Bin Ku stopped him and said: "Don't be too wordy, it's just that your cultivation is natural, and you don't know the rules of monks in this world, so you still have to be more careful." You must not have a supernatural power for yourself, and you can run amok. ”

Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows and did not answer, in fact, the arrogance in his heart was gradually growing, but he didn't realize it yet.

Master Bin Ku smiled slightly: "Now is not the time of the Song and Ming dynasties, science is prosperous, Buddhism is declining, even if there are some abilities beyond the mortal world, they can't resist bullets." ”

Yi Tianxing smiled, Master Bin Ku knew what this kid was laughing at, and said helplessly: "Even if you can block the bullet, what about the rocket?" Yi Tianxing was stunned for a moment, and then listened to Master Bin Ku continue: "The rocket can be blocked, how about the missile?

Yi Tianxing smiled, knowing that although this high monk was familiar with world affairs, he was afraid that it was only half-understood. He patted the old monk on the shoulder and said, "There are bullets, but what are the external bullets? You and I are two men, at most, we are afraid of the inner son, and the outer son has no chance to see its power." ”

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Coming out of Guiyuan Temple, Yi Tianxing wanted to call Yuan Ye and ask the company to send a car to pick him up, but suddenly thought that he had decided to take care of that side of the matter before, and couldn't help but feel sorry for his corruption and degeneration, and his will was not strong, so he walked towards the school with a ruthless heart.

He put his hands behind his back and slowly shook it towards the school, enjoying the street scene at the end of summer along the way, reciting Sima Guang's "Discipline and Thrift and Showing Health" non-stop, and chanting Li Shangyin's poems to clear his heart - "It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift...... The widow yù does not serve things, and can go straight. "A tour of the former virtuous country and home, success by diligence and thrift, defeat by luxury"

Foul sounds roamed the quiet streets of the provincial capital.

Out of Guiyuan Temple to the direction of Qili Bridge three or four miles, there is a good scene, through the provincial capital and the Fubei River flows around in the meantime, the breeze travels on the water surface, swings up layers of light lines, the Fubei River embankment is planted with green and elegant willows, the willow trees are extremely luxuriant, the weeping silk leaves are complicated and complicated on the shore, reflecting a large piece of faint mottled shadow. Yi Tian walked under the green shade, and felt that there seemed to be countless servants standing beside him, holding countless green silk fans as refreshing as the wind.

The more he walked, the more proud he became, and sighed: "If you study here, wouldn't it be better than the customs of the Guo family?" It was too early, and there was no one near him, so he spat out sour words and rotten words recklessly.

was happy, but found a blind man sitting on a stone by the river in front of him, the blind man held a bamboo banner in his hand, and wrote a few big characters: "The ancestral iron mouth cuts off people's future." ”

Yi Tianxing frowned slightly.

Nowadays, most of the fortune-telling games are guerrilla tactics of changing places with one shot, and where is there such a regular army carrying a big banner? If a fortune teller has a bamboo banner in his hand, then he should not expect to go into battle lightly, and if the enemy retreats and we advance, it is only possible to add a few drying racks to the families of the chengguan to dry their clothes.

Walking closer, Yi Tianxing saw that the blind man was dressed in green clothes, sitting like a rock, and he couldn't help but move. He secretly observed this blind man according to the Heart Sutra practiced in Guiyuan Temple for three days, and found that a light gray sè true qi flowed outside this person's body, and he was really a cultivator, so he couldn't help but secretly get up.

"Let's test it. The blind man closed his eyes, but said to Yi Tianxing, who passed lightly beside him.

Yi Tianxing stood and thought about it.

Although he is afraid of trouble, but in addition to the ancient master and the monk in the Guiyuan Temple, he has not seen a cultivator, and now he got a heavenly robe in the Guiyuan Temple, and he met one when he went out of the temple, and he knew what the person meant with his toes, and he couldn't help but be curious and competitive, so he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and sat down on the stone.

"Sir, this year, Gui Geng?"

"Ding Si Nian, Jia Chenyue, Ren Yin rì. Yi Tianxing touched his nose.

"In today's world, there are not many young people who can still remember these old yellow calendars. Although he is not very old, he seems to have learned a lot. The blind man said humbly.

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly and said, "I'll talk about it later, since you measure the word, you can't chat and delay your business." ”

"Sir is kind-hearted, please give a word. ”

"Since I say that I have a good heart, then I am a good word. Yi Tianxing laughed.

The blind man's protruding right hand gently touched the knots of the bamboo flag.

Yi Tianxing's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he felt a crisp cold under him follow the stone towards him. He knew that it was this blind man who was playing tricks, his brows furrowed, and his hands pretended to touch the wallet on his body, but he patted the little Suzaku in his arms lightly on the head to show comfort, and then his mind moved, and the true fire in his body quickly operated, resisting this strange cold.

The blind man's lips opened slightly, and he sighed softly.

Yi Tianxing snorted, and found that the cold qi handed over by this blind man was dozens of times fierce in an instant, and it seemed to be surging towards him from the sky! He gasped, only to know that the momentum of this blind man when he first started to make a move was deliberately concealed, and his real strength was so strong!

Yi Tianxing was slightly confused, and a cold current that froze people's hearts soaked up along the tail, killing all the way up, it was unstoppable, and instantly froze the flow of fire elements in his body. Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows, he couldn't imagine that this blind mortal had such a ability, he glanced at the blind man with a slightly stunned look, and then smiled and rested his hands flat on his knees.

His hands were placed on a very gentle basis.

It's like two lotus flowers blooming on your knees.

The index fingers of both palms are hooked, and the tail fingers are gently separated from the crowd - this is the mudra of Buddhism to resolve grievances.

As soon as the handprint knotted, the fire element in Yi Tianxing's body began to flow happily and freely along his divine thoughts, gradually melting into golden droplets, then converging into streams, and finally injecting into a sea of qi between his chest and abdomen......

The cold true qi attacked by the blind man seemed to turn into snow in the dog days at this time, and it melted at the touch of a touch. The blind man's face changed, sweat drops on his forehead gradually appeared, and the thick hand holding on the bamboo banner grasped it more hard, showing the blue and white sè.

Yi Tianxing had already guessed where this person came from, although he was often mentioned in his ears by the ancient master and the monk Binku, making him faintly afraid of that place, but after all, the young man's heart was xìng, annoyed that this person didn't ask the reason, he shot out indiscriminately, snorted, and silently recited the Samadhi Zazen Sutra, one after another fire xìng true yuan, and shallow seeped into the surface of the stone and chased after the blind man's sitting.

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At this time, the morning sun is rising, and the waning moon has not fallen.

Yi Tianxing and the blind man sat on a big rock, looking at them as if they were resting and calm, but they didn't speak. The blind man held the bamboo banner in his hand, frowning and thinking hard, as if he was thinking about measuring the words for Yi Tianxing, and how did he know that these two people were fighting for something that did not belong to the understanding of secular people.

At this time, some old men and old ladies who were exercising in the morning came from afar by the river.

Yi Tianxing suddenly got up and stood up straight, a strange smile flashed at the corner of his lips and asked, "Can it be measured?"

The blind man raised his arm, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with some difficulty, and only after a while did he slowly respond: "...... Unmeasurable. ”

Yi Tianxing looked at his withered and sunken eyes, and sneered: "I don't know fortune telling, but I still remember Xu Shen's understanding in "Explaining the Word": Good people, auspicious people." ”

The blind man's body shook.

Yi Tianxing suddenly smiled slightly, and said: "What a faint existence of Jixiangtian, why do you have anything to do with me, a poor boy in the world? After he said this, he didn't pay attention to the other party, waved his hand and went in the direction of the Seven Eyes Bridge under the morning glow, where the school was.

The blind man raised his right arm, trembled and grabbed the bamboo flag, and stood up with great difficulty, only to see his fingers flick slightly, and the bamboo flag, which was more than five feet high, sneered and turned into a green bamboo cane in his palm. The blind man coughed twice, then leaned on the bamboo cane, and nodded to the ground with the sound of the cane, and disappeared.

As the figures of the two disappeared into the willow forest by the river, the large stone cracked with a thud.