Outside the Courtyard.

Naturally, the temple is dedicated to the Bodhisattva. It is rumored that this bodhisattva has a great background, and is known as the mother of the immeasurable Buddhas and the master of all bodhisattvas. Its shape is like a child, the body is dyed with a beautiful purple gold sè, the left hand holds a blue lotus, the flower has a vajra like a supreme treasure, symbolizing the supreme wisdom, the right hand holds the vajra sword, can cut the demons, cut off all troubles, and often ride a lion under the seat in and out.

Yi Tianxing, who had been frantically guarding his territory like a lion all day, looked at the mountain gate, silently running the Zazen Three Flavor Sutra, and suddenly asked: "There is a special treasure light on it, and there is a golden mountain and high vines below." This temple is a big temple with the same name as Zhenjiang Jinshan Temple, how can people who go for three days hide in it?"

He didn't bring his subordinates, just Ye Xiangmonk, who was fluttering in white. Since Zong Si is hiding in the special courtyard, it is inevitable to deal with the monks in the temple, and it will naturally be much more convenient to bring a handsome Ye Xiangmonk, like a public relations.

Ye Xiangsheng said: "The Jinshan Temple of Shuyuan is a tourist destination, but it is not a cultivation place, and its reputation is naturally great. ”

This means clearly, a tourist attraction is not necessarily a Dharma resort, and the monks in the temple do not necessarily have the magical power to know people.

"Senior Brother Ye Xiang's speech is too sharp, he doesn't seem to be a pure person, everyone is a disciple of Buddhism, why bother?" Yi Tianxing quipped, also wanting to relieve the tension before the war.

"This temple is the Rinzai sect, and the main temple is the Soto sect. Ye Xiangseng said lightly.

"I see. Yi Tianxing smiled and said: "Shu Bodhisattva has a sharp sword to cut through troubles, and a blue lotus of supreme wisdom, but I didn't expect that my disciples didn't learn it." ”

Lao Xing, who was the first to be caught by the teenager and returned to Yuan Temple as a prisoner monk, lived at No. 43 Wuxiang, and behind it was this special courtyard. Thinking that the other party could unconsciously affect a person's emotional judgment, his god became solemn and slowly walked towards the mountain gate.

At this time, it is already evening, the tired birds return to the forest, the tourists return home, and the remnants return to the mountains.

The little novice at the door stopped the two.

Ye Xiangseng stepped forward and said a few words, and the two were put in. Not far from the mountain gate is the three major scholar halls, when Yi Tianxing walked through the Guanyin Dashi Palace, subconsciously looked sideways, only to see the corner of the hall slightly warped, there are more than a dozen big stones erected in the hall, looking solemn and inexplicable, I can't help but move.

After meeting with the host of the temple, the two of them walked in the temple at will, Yi Tianxing slowly carried the Heart Sutra, and was slowly probing his divine consciousness outward, so he listened to the white-clothed Ye Xiang monk beside him whispered: "In the Dharma Hall." ”

He was slightly stunned, thinking to himself how Ye Xiangseng could be faster than he found out? Immediately, he thought that Ye Xiangseng had been worshiping the Buddha for many years, and his immovable heart was much firmer than his own, and his use of the Heart Sutra was naturally more proficient.

Outside the Dharma Hall, Yi Tianxing also sensed the power inside.

It was a little unclear, cloudy, and unclear, and seemed to be mixed with many kinds of Yan sè power at the same time.

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and pushed the door in.

As far as the eye could see, there was a dead body.

"Xue San'er?"

Xue San'er died a miserable death, his limbs were cut off, his head rolled under the stone steps, and his body became a piece of flesh that he couldn't bear to witness.

Blood stained the bluestone slabs in the Dharma Hall, and the flesh-and-blood limbs formed a strange contrast with the law-abiding buildings.

There was a dark-skinned, diminutive monk with a fire mark on his face holding a sharp sword, and looked at the two men who pushed the door in strange light.

"Zong Si?" Yi Tianxing slowly raised his head, with a smile on the corner of his lips, but he asked the person in front of him like a corpse.

Ye Xiangsheng closed his eyes slightly, and he whispered silently for the mantra of bliss in the past.

"It can't be so fast. Zong Si held the sword, a little dazed, and suddenly his face changed, and for some reason there was a strange light shining in his pupils, "Come on, come on, remember not to light the pillar of incense inside." ”

When the incense word came out, he suddenly stopped, his face full of confusion, as if he didn't say what he said before.

"Don't light that pillar of incense!"

This sentence floated in the small courtyard of the Dharma Hall, lingering endlessly, and there was a sense of wanting to play around the beam for three days.

Yi Tianxing frowned slightly, he didn't know what trick this person was playing, but he suddenly felt a feeling of boredom in his chest, and with that sentence, a word "remember" entered his ear, and his heart beat violently, a total of ten words, and his heart beat ten times, until the word "incense" gradually dispersed, and everything was repeated. He took a deep breath and asked:

"Do you want to kill Xue San'er and kill your mouth? Lao Xing, those people were all instructed by you to instigate Xue San'er?"

Zong Si's forehead was covered with soybean-like sweat grains at this time, and he seemed to think of something extremely terrible, and suddenly raised his head and said, "Yes, I did all these things, but I didn't expect that I would be sold to the end." ”

He lightly lifted the fairy sword in his hand and looked at Yi Tianxing coldly.

Yi Tianxing looked at him indifferently, and his lips suddenly curled: "You made things up, give me a reason I don't know, maybe I'll let you go." ”

Ye Xiangseng frowned slightly and glanced at him.

Zong Si didn't dare to relax, his right hand held the fairy sword tightly, his knuckles were pale, and he slowly responded after a while: "At the beginning, I just couldn't get used to you, plus...... I don't like the look on my face when I talk about you, so I'm going to kill you by the little pond. As for the future, on the one hand, I want to take revenge, and I was kicked out of the mountain gate because of you, because of you, a stinky boy from a rag background!"

Yi Tianxing interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense, now your life is in my hands, pick up the most important thing for me." ”

The expression on Zong Si's face was unpredictable, and he finally spoke: "Elder Qingjingtian wants you to die. ”

"Why?"

"I don't know. ”

"I see. Yi Tianxing sighed, his right hand stretched out in front of him empty, facing Zong Si, his thumb and index finger were in a ring, and his palm seemed to be holding something.

The corners of Zong Si's eyes jumped, pinched a defensive trick, and scolded: "Didn't you say let me go?"

Yi Tianxing glanced at him expressionlessly: "The reasons you gave me are all I know - there is no benefit, why should I let you go?"

Ye Xiangsheng praised the Buddha endlessly, secretly praising the meanness of the Dharma protection methods, and looking at his right hand holding the air from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of handprint this was?

The air between Yi Tianxing and Zong Si, who was holding a sharp sword, suddenly emitted a scorched smell. In the air between the bluestone slab and the hall of the Dharma Hall, a dead leaf fell between the three of them, but for some reason it sneered and burned.

The sweat on Zong Si's forehead was completely dry for some reason.

Yi Tianxing's eyes drooped slightly, his feet stood at will, and his right palm was empty and round.

The smell of burnt air became stronger and stronger, and the air between the two of them slowly flowed, like an asphalt road that was scorched under the scorching heat.

"Bloom!"

Yi Tianxing said a word softly, and countless faint vermilion light gradually appeared in the air, slowly condensing into a Heavenly Fire Knife, and the handle of the knife was just stuffed in the palm of the hand he had been holding weakly—it turned out that he was only holding the knife with his bare hands, but not a handprint.

The Heavenly Fire Knife glowing with a demonic red light condensed in the air for no reason, but the exaggerated knife surface about half a meter wide crossed Zong Si's lower abdomen, and the arc of the blade gradually became delicate from rough to delicate, and it was only behind Zong Si that it became an extremely delicate knife tip.

This Heavenly Fire Knife is not the fire element in Yi Tianxing's body, but is condensed outside the body with the Supreme Heart Sutra, Yi Tianxing has the help of Qin Zi'er, and now the three Seven Star Fighting Methods in the body are proficient, and the Dao Heart and the Buddha Wheel are close to each other, gradually showing strong strength.

Therefore, as soon as the Tianhuo Knife appeared, the original appearance appeared from Zong Si's body, which is equivalent to saying that a big knife suddenly grew in a person's body!

This fire knife cut off Zong Si's body!

Zong Si, who had been on guard, showed a frightened look on his face, and looked down at the demonic vermilion knife face on his waist and abdomen, and his throat gurgled.

"Impossible!"

“impossibleisnothing。 ”

Yi Tianxing replied to his last sentence with the grace of a gentleman, and with a slight rub of his thumb, the Tianhuo knife cut Zong Si's body in two like a blade cutting logs.

Zong Si's upper body fell to the ground in horror, his eyes still wide open, full of unwillingness and anger.

Yi Tianxing looked at the corpse of this person coldly, the heavenly fire knife in his right hand quickly dispersed, he held it lightly with the palm of his hand, and dozens of sparks scattered lightly, falling on the bluestone floor of the Dharma Hall of the Shuyuan, the heavenly fire ignited at the touch of a button, and in a moment, the blood stains and flesh pieces all over the ground turned into quiet ashes.

The small courtyard repeats the quiet time, and only Ye Xiangseng's mantra is still floating softly.

Yi Tianxing closed his eyes for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly stepped up, touched the pattern lattice with his palm, and pushed it, and opened the door and entered.

Inside the door is a small hall, the hall is simply arranged, there is no trace of long-term residence, it is a little strange to mention that there is a portrait of Sanqing in the courtyard.

One gasification of Sanqing is now used to scold people, but what Sanqing means to Daomen, Yi Tianxing knows better than anyone else.

There is an incense burner in front of the portrait of Sanqing, and there are several pillars of incense and a box of matches next to the stove, exuding a slight smoke and fire.

Yi Tianxing walked over, didn't look at the portrait, snapped his fingers, and a bright yellow flame appeared between his fingers to light the incense, and respectfully inserted it into the furnace.

The moment the finger left the incense.

He woke up!

......

......

"Don't light that pillar of incense!"

The words of the Shinto Dao before Zong Si's death rang in his ears again, and he looked at the Sanqing portrait in front of him with his eyes closed at this time, knowing that there was something very strange about things, and he didn't even know why he pushed the door in, why he lit this pillar of incense, and why he did something that his mind couldn't control.

He slowly lifted up the Zazen Sami Sutra, preparing to face unknown dangers.

The incense burned, and the curling green smoke gradually rose, gradually condensing into an old face.

In the small building in the other corner of the provincial capital, Qin Zi'er's eyes widened, a trace of worry appeared in her beautiful black pupils, and her right index finger was gently drawn in the air in front of her, and she began to perform the spell again, but she sighed helplessly.

Don't blame her.

If a god looks down at the provincial capital outside the clouds, he can find that in the afterglow of the falling sun, a small sword shining with a cold glow in the clouds above the Shuyuan is trying to fly through the clouds in the direction of the Shuyuan.

And beside it, there was a red, fat and swollen bird that was intercepting it at a terrifying speed.

The Vermilion Bird that has been following Yi Tianxing overhead has been flying on the clouds for many years, scaring the stubborn goshawk, teasing the wild geese going south, and once napping on the wings of a jet plane -- but the goshawk and the wild goose saw that these birds were weak and fell under the clouds. Today, it finally found this cute little sword on the clouds of rare visitors, and this little sword doesn't seem to be very afraid of itself, the so-called hunting heart is happy, where is willing to let go, waving sharp claws, opening the beak of fire, and this spirit sword is chasing between fighters, and the right to eat in order to lose weight.

The little spirit sword drew countless sharp arcs, but it was never able to get past the interception of the psychic Vermilion Bird, and it couldn't enter the clouds, so naturally it couldn't fly to the Shuyuan, and it was even more impossible for Yi Tianxing to fly to his side to stop him when he was led to the room by that voice!

This hateful, playful, ignorant ...... Suzaku!

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The green smoke gradually condensed, and the old face was like a village mouth turned out of a pile of old papers, and the eyes on that face were closed, and the wrinkles were like mountains and rivers.

Yi Tianxing looked at this smoky face, took a light breath, and built a bridge behind him with his left hand, protecting his mind with the Heart Sutra.

"The sentence you said just now through the mouth of Zong Si is a very powerful illusion, and it should be the secret of the Dao Technique. ”

The lips of that old face were slightly open strangely, but there were no teeth in them, just bottomless darkness.

Yi Tianxing was a little nervous, and looked at it with a slight smile.

And at this time, the eyes on the old man's face suddenly opened!

Yi Tianxing's previous attention was all on his mouth, and he didn't expect the other party's eyes to open without warning at this time, and he lost his mind slightly...... He was turned into a god!

The gaze in those eyes was very soft, like a stream at a turn in the mountains, flowing but not noisy, picking up a wild flower from time to time, and the breath was fresh.

As soon as Yi Tianxing's gaze fell on these eyes as clear as streams, he couldn't take them back.

"This is the purest power, and this is the power of the jīng god. ”

The old face's black lips opened and closed slightly, and a word was spoken.

Yi Tianxing's chest was hit hard, and his heart beat violently as before, only to feel a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out like a splash!

His blood was not in vain, the blood sprayed directly on the old face, only a series of sneering sounds could be heard, and the old face condensed by the smoke was slightly distorted, and it seemed that he also felt the extreme heat from the Heavenly Xuanhuo.

At this moment, Yi Tianxing's consciousness cleared up a little, and he was about to turn his head not to look at the pair of eyes, but he listened to this terrifying old face and whispered:

"Chase the water and clear it, and be as urgent as the law!"

As soon as this spell came out, the content of the pair of magic eyes on the old man's face changed again, and one by one the small points of light gradually showed their true faces, it turned out to be the catkins flying in the wind in the chūnrì, and the next moment, the catkins gradually transformed, becoming the oleanders that bloomed in early summer in Gaoyang County, and the pale pink flowers were so tempting. The autumn wind rose, the leaves fell, and the shadow of the bicycle on the street faded away, becoming a small black dot, but in the blink of an eye, it fell from the sky, turned into a beautiful snowflake, and sprinkled lightly over a temple......

In the blink of an eye, these eyes have gone through the four seasons of summer, autumn and winter, and they have conjured up countless beautiful fragments, which make people can't bear to stay away.

Even Yi Tianxing can't get rid of it, all these small fragments are the experience of his life, at this time, the whole person's consciousness feels in a trance, as if he is desperately willing to go away with this beautiful scenery, it is such a thought, he feels his body lighten, and slowly floats towards those unfathomable eyes!

Ye Xiangseng had already rushed in after hearing the shout, and when he saw such a strange situation, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and pressed his palm to the ground!

Where the big handprint fell, countless pieces of broken floor tiles flew up, bypassing Yi Tianxing's body and smashing into the picture with the portrait of Sanqing, but it was very strange that as soon as these bricks with the sound of the sharp wind broke into the old face condensed by the smoke, they disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

On the contrary, Ye Xiangseng felt that his body was hit by countless strong winds in the next moment, and the corners of his lips were oozing blood and slowly sat on the ground.

Sit on the ground, and scatter the lotus flowers! The Buddhist magic is useless for the time being, so you will clear your heart and protect the Dharma with the Diamond Sutra!

It seems that at the same time, the hut of the Dharma Hall sounded countless voices praising the Buddha at the same time, including men and women, old and young, rough and arrogant, and slender people, and these countless voices all came from Ye Xiangseng's blood-stained lips!

The sound went back and forth in the hut, and there was no sign of interruption.

"All appearances are vain!" said one girl.

"All appearances are vain!" said an old man.

"All appearances are vain!" said the young monk sincerely.