The sound of Buddha is in the ears.

Yi Tianxing raised his head suddenly, and groaned with great difficulty: "All appearances are vain...... with a slight move in the air with his right hand, and two heavenly fires like golden lotuses bounced towards the eyes of the old face.

The fire lotus is in sight, but it is like a mud cow entering the sea.

The old man's face became more and more quiet at this time, and his unfathomable eyes were full of brilliance that could not be seen in the world.

Yi Tianxing's consciousness wandered, and in a daze, he only felt that he should close his eyes, so he closed his eyes forcefully, and even felt some pain in the corners of his eyes, but found that his eyes were still not closed, and he was still looking at the eyes that seemed to have magical power.

"Then what is vanity?"

The old face seemed to ask itself a question.

However, Yi Tianxing saw some different scenes in those eyes, the previous chūn Huaxia flowers and autumn fruits and winter snow ceased to exist in an instant, but the sky was like the sky, slowly rising, as if he had seen the provincial city under the sunset.

He looked into those eyes a little distractedly, and he saw the sky, the earth, the remnant sun and blood sky, and the ants walking on the earth.

Then he followed those eyes higher and higher, even the bloody Vajra Sutra mantra in Ye Xiangseng's voice couldn't hold him.

What is above heaven?

A silent void, with countless stars on a black background that have not changed for eternity.

The scenery of those eyes gradually drifted away, but suddenly sank downward, through the thin atmosphere, through the cotton-like clouds, through the flock of birds in the air, and Yi Tianxing's divine consciousness also walked with these eyes, and gradually found that he saw a big snowy mountain, the snow-capped mountain is extremely majestic and majestic, and the black sè mountain and the pure white snow reflect each other.

The snow on the summit does not melt all year round, and there are three monks sitting cross-legged in the snow, and the snow on the three of them is blown away by the strong wind, revealing a faint breath on their bodies.

The most authentic Taoist immortal!

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"Come back, don't go, you're not allowed to go!"

In a meditation room in Guiyuan Temple, a girl was lying on the bed, she was calling anxiously in her sleep, every word and sound was so stubborn. A tear slipped from the corner of the stubborn girl's eye, and she seemed very worried.

A giant hand shining with a faint golden light stretched out from outside the meditation room, gently wiped away the tears for her, and then gently patted her body, coaxing like a child.

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"Come back, you useless scoundrel!"

In another small building in the provincial capital, Qin Zi'er's face was angry, and the crape myrtle with her hands knotted had already collapsed, and after a while, the clear and pale cheeks finally showed a resolute face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her lips.

And the small spirit sword above the provincial capital Shuyuan seemed to be pulled and killed towards the Fat Vermilion Bird with great anger!

And the stupid fat Suzaku who killed that day finally sensed that something was wrong with his father, and he twisted his body very embarrassedly, making way for a passage, and letting the little spirit sword fly towards the courtyard.

And it, in mid-air, can actually slap its bird's head with its red wings, and with a cooing and angry cry, it also goes away with the sword!

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"All appearances are vain!

Ye Xiangseng trembled his lips and drank out this Diamond Sutra verse, and fainted.

And Yi Tianxing's body, which was already breathless like the walking dead, trembled at this time.

The spirit sword that was combined with the true blue and weak willows had already passed through the thick twilight clouds, plunged headlong into the Shushu Courtyard, screamed down from the sky above the hall of the Dharma Hall, broke a small hole in the roof of the hut, bypassed Yi Tianxing's immobile body, and killed the old face formed by the condensation of smoke!

The spirit sword that shone with a faint light disappeared as soon as it entered the smoke.

The next moment, in the sky above the Great Snow Mountain in the distant Western Regions, there was a sudden movement of extremely strange patterns, and a dark and deep hole was broken, and the little spirit sword was killed from this hole!

Yi Tianxing's body was in the Dharma Hall of the Shuyuan in the provincial capital, but his divine sense was floating on the snowy mountain, looking at all this clearly.

The three figures with the most authentic Taoist immortal aura still sat quietly in the triangle.

Only the monk opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, Yi Tianxing felt his heart tremble violently, as if he had seen it somewhere, and after a while, he realized that these were the eyes of those old faces!

As soon as his mind moved, he woke up from a state of ignorance, knowing that something was wrong, but he didn't know how to get out for a while.

The monk who opened his eyes looked at the little spirit sword that rushed to his face, and said lightly: "The spirit sword of the little boy is also here." ”

With an empty move, the wind and snow on the snowy mountain suddenly came, rolling up the powder snow.

When the snow stopped, he held the small spirit sword that shone faintly with his bare hands.

Qin Zi'er, who was thousands of miles away, also sensed that the magic weapon was being controlled, but she smiled slightly, swallowed the blood gushing up from her throat, gently and softly closed her palms, and smashed the Taoist crape myrtle in the palm of her hand.

A pair of beautiful girls in the provincial city patted their palms gently.

Thousands of miles away, the small spirit sword that was pinched by that person on the Kunlun Snow Mountain exploded.

Burst out of the light, burst out of the five sè brilliance, burst out of the amazing power!

The three unfathomable figures finally couldn't sit still, and they all floated into the air to dodge, and the one who opened his eyes was even more torn by the broken sword, and his face was bloodshot.

As soon as the formation was divided, Yi Tianxing's divine consciousness floating on the Kunlun Snow Mountain finally realized the pleasure of being as light as a swallow, and recited the Heart Sutra secretly.

"See that the aggregates are empty!"

It is a movement of his mind, but his divine consciousness has been thousands of miles, and the mountains and rivers on the way to the loess and green plains are just a moment of time, and his divine consciousness has flown to Guanshan, crossed the Yellow River in the south, and returned to the body of the provincial capital Shuyuan.

"Want to go?"

Standing thousands of miles away on the snow-capped mountain, the righteous monk shouted angrily at the black abyss in the firmament, his eyes deep and looking this way.

It was this hope that even though Yi Tianxing, whose divine consciousness had returned to his body, was still in the Dharma Hall of the Shuyuan Academy, he still had palpitations for no reason.

The boy was terrified.

Yi Tianxing knew his fate, and sometimes he would subconsciously avoid it when he felt fear, but the fear generated by seeing this monk who was full of Taoist immortals made him a little angry.

He didn't close his eyes, he still stubbornly looked at the old face formed by the condensation of smoke, and looked at the eyes that seemed to contain three thousand worlds.

"The stars are shining brightly!"

He forcibly urged the three Seven Star Fighting Method, but his left hand was a pinching of the mudra, a lotus flower, and a immovable fundamental mudra, the Buddha and the Tao held each other, but it had a strange effect.

"The left hand is always still, the right hand is always moving, one with compassion and the other with wisdom. ”

The eyes of the old face regained their Dao power at this time, and they became even more profound.

There is a temple of monks in the temple, for the Guanyin monk, when Yi Tianxing passed by before, his heart had no reason to move, at this time he summoned the mantra mudra left hand compassion, right hand wisdom, but it just fits the state of mind of the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva, holding a blue lotus flower in his left hand, has a vajra prajna sutra treasure on the flower, symbolizing supreme wisdom, and holding a vajra sword in his right hand, can slash demons and cut off all troubles - cut off all the troubles of the world, so it is great compassion!

Yi Tianxing stood in front of the old face of the hut as if he was unconscious, and his divine consciousness was fighting the most difficult battle with the Qingjing Heavenly Monk thousands of miles away.

At this moment, visions appeared in the hut.

His left hand is slightly upturned, and his ring finger is pointing obliquely at the sky, like a wisdom sword!

His right hand hung down slightly, his thumb slammed the ground slightly, blooming golden lotus!

A halo of light gradually rose behind Yi Tianxing, and in a trance, he could see the brilliant sword, the green lotus blossoms, and a Bodhisattva statue of great compassion and great wisdom slowly appeared. The Bodhisattva statue and the unconscious Yi Tianxing in front of him sensed each other, and the Buddha light in the hut was bursting......

The blood stains on the chest of Ye Xiangmonk, who was originally paralyzed on the ground, gradually turned into a few red plums and dyed on his white robe, and the spell of the Diamond Sutra sounded again!

Thousands of miles away, on the snowy mountain, three Taoist monks with immortal aura looked at the spatial gap in the sky with solemn faces.

It was originally a dark and bottomless abyss, but at this time, shè came out of a thousand golden lights!

The three monks sensed the great compassion of that place, and bowed their heads slightly at the same time in a very rhythmic manner, and then closed their eyes one by one like flowing water, not daring to look directly, and retreated.

The old face condensed by the smoke in the courtyard also slowly closed his eyes.

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"Want to go?"

At this time, the one who said this sentence was replaced by Yi Tianxing in the provincial capital, he pinched the noon line with both hands, his eyes flashed, and he drank out.

"Who!"

The word "者" in the mantra Mahamudra represents restoration, expressing the power of zìyóu to control one's own body and the body of others!

Drink it out in the words of the Buddha, but the next thing is the method of the three Seven Stars Fighting Method.

The True Fire Life Wheel in the young man's body was running at an unprecedented speed, and the green lotus-like Dao Heart also seemed to be infected, jumping wildly, constantly hitting the Life Wheel, forcing out the Heavenly Fire Vitality in his body at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

A torrent of gold and fire erupted from his mouth and soared into the sky!

With a very clear whistle, the Vermilion Bird fell from the sky, broke into the house, and flew above Yi Tianxing's head.

The Vermilion Bird washed its feathers with fire in this torrent, and in an instant, its body became golden, and with a wave of its wings, its wings carried a flame several meters long, and it flew towards the old face who was closing his eyes!

As soon as you enter the smoke, you are gone.

Thousands of miles away, the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain.

The gap in the space, which was already filled with thousands of golden lights, was slowly shrinking, but a strange firebird broke through the sky and entered the sky!

Suzaku was full of flames, and with its wings spread, the flames gushed out to reach more than ten zhang, and the snow on the top of the mountain melted at the touch of a touch.

The three monks categorically couldn't have imagined that in addition to their divine senses, there could be a physical object passing through this passage of the provincial capital Shuyuan that connected thousands of miles away!

For some reason, the two monks sighed gloomily, and with a pinch of the law, their figures gradually disappeared without a trace.

And the monk who had been entangled with Yi Tianxing's divine consciousness couldn't get out, and his eyes like autumn water were quietly waiting for the coming of the Vermilion Bird.

Suddenly, the fire wings flew through the heavens, and with a hideous killing intent, they pierced through the monk's body.

At the top of Kunlun Mountain, a very slight crackling sound sounded, and the monk's face suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, and gradually the whole body emitted a dazzling light, brighter and brighter, gradually unable to look directly, and finally turned into a cloud of empty white light.

The Vermilion Bird flew out two miles away in the blink of an eye, turned back to the bird's head, glanced at the white light without a trace of emotion, and spit out lightly from the tip of its beak:

"Coo-goo. ”

The white light that the group of monks turned into suddenly burst open, shattered piece by piece, and then buried faintly on the peak of this 10,000-year-old snowy peak with beautiful snowflakes.

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Seeing what happened on the top of Kunlun Mountain thousands of miles away, although there were still some complicated feelings that could not be explained, Yi Tianxing knew that today's matter was over.

The three elders of Qingjingtian died and escaped, and the gap in the space connecting Kunlun and the provincial capital Shuyuan was no longer supported, and gradually changed into shape, no longer the original round appearance, and it seemed to be in danger of collapse.

Watching the smoke gradually drift away in front of him, the young man was tired, tired, tired and nervous, and he had no idea what terrible consequences would be if this passage collapsed.

Fortunately, there are more intelligent young people in the provincial town than him.

In the small building in the provincial capital of Jixiangtian, the beautiful girl's hands conjured up countless tricks in the air in front of her, and a nameless fluctuation gradually spread.

And the fragment of the small spirit sword that was originally gently smashed by her palm on the top of Kunlun Mountain thousands of miles away gradually floated up from the thick snow, and flew towards the sky with a gentle lift, sticking to the gap in the space that was originally deep and full of Buddha's light at this time.

I don't know how long it took to make up for the sky like this, and the blue sky was finally as washed as it was, and there was no scar.

And Qin Zi'er in the small building turned white, and slowly fell down to the right side.

The Yi Tianxing Heart Sutra in the Dharma Hall finally reluctantly calmed down the True Fire Life Wheel that had run rampant in his body, and the statue of Shu Bodhisattva, which had been silently appearing behind him, gradually dispersed, leaving only a room full of air and Buddhist words.

At the last moment when the old face formed by the smoke dissipated.

Yi Tianxing felt a lot of indescribable content from those eyes that suddenly looked very tired.

The tired eyes slowly closed, and the last scene Yi Tianxing saw in the courtyard of the provincial capital was that the Vermilion Bird on the snowy mountain suddenly tilted and fell heavily on the snow!

Then the portrait of Sanqing gradually turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

"Stupid bird!"

His heart was broken, and he called out to the empty wall.

After calming down, Yi Tianxing's mind moved, and he felt that his bird son seemed to be fine, but he flew thousands of miles in an instant, and the loss was a little large, and he fell asleep tired.

Don't ask him why he understands, he doesn't understand it himself, anyway, knowing is knowing, between him and the bird son, it has always been so inexplicable.

If he had known that the power of the god jīng was so powerful, he would have studied the Dharma and Taoism diligently, and climbed the peak of the Heavenly Dao every day—at least he would have figured out the situation between him and the bird son.

Regret is something to do later, and he feels very tired at this time, very tired.

Yi Tianxing looked at Ye Xiangseng, who was sitting on the ground with a lotus flower, glanced at the little red plum on his robe, and called out loudly: "Thank you, brother!"

Ye Xiangseng was not lightly injured, and he couldn't speak to resist this title, so he had to smile bitterly.

Yi Tianxing turned his head again, his eyes quietly looked at the winter tree outside the courtyard, he didn't know where he was looking, his lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "Thank you." ”

After saying two words of thanks, he slammed to the ground like a bowling pin, smashing several remaining stone bricks on the ground.

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When I first arrived in the provincial capital, I somehow casually walked into the back garden of Guiyuan Temple, which is known as the support of the magic circle. At that time, Yi Tianxing was pressed by a small piece of ice silkworm in the heavenly robe, and he almost died, and when he finally woke up, he was in Master Binku's meditation room, and the first thing he saw after opening his eyes was a big bald head.

When he woke up this time, he was glad to find that there was no bald head in front of him.

It's Lei Lei's green hair.

"Am I asleep again?"

"Why do you say another word?" Leilei blinked her eyes.

Yi Tianxing took her hand, put it on his face, and took a deep breath. Because this Nizi came to the provincial capital, he killed a whole rì outside, but only on this night did he have time to ask a word.

"Why did you come to the provincial capital?"

Zou Leilei pulled out her hand, gently touched the hair on his forehead, and said with pity on her face:

"Because you're in the provincial capital. ”

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Young men and women hold hands in the quiet back garden of Guiyuan Temple strolling, tonight there is no moon in the sky, the garden looks extremely dark, occasionally the night breeze blows, blowing the winter rì withered branches rattling. Walking to the lake, the iron lotus that had been moistened by the ancestors was still stubbornly growing in the cold, and the pavilion in the middle of the lake seemed even more gloomy, and the pavilion was a hut.

Yi Tianxing took Zou Leilei's hand and walked over to the corridor on the lake quietly, and the two did not speak.

Walked in front of the hut.

"My grandfather died early, and there have been no relatives in the family, and this house is my master, and my only relative now. Yi Tianxing turned his head sideways and said to her.

Zou Leilei smiled slightly: "Master who lives in the temple......" suddenly frowned and said: "Why do I feel so kind?

Yi Tianxing laughed, stopped after a while, and said embarrassedly: "I'm afraid this is difficult." Thinking that he couldn't explain the power of the Vajra Demon Circle for a while, he said casually: "And it's very late at this time, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

The two of them found a large rock and sat down on the shore of the lake in front of the hut.

"You also saw my life in the provincial town, it was dangerous and boring. Yi Tianxing pulled an iron lotus and subconsciously entangled it on his wrist.

Zou Leilei leaned lightly on his shoulder: "After you sent me here today, where did you go? During that time, I have been sleeping, and I always feel very uneasy, and I feel that there are many dangers around you. ”

Yi Tianxing was stunned, and only after a while did he whisper: "It's okay, it's all over." ”

Is it really all in the past?

"Where's your Suzaku son?"

"Playing on the snowy mountains, it may take some rìzi to fly back. ”

"How will you live after the preparation?" asked Zou Leilei.

"I don't know. Yi Tianxing sighed, "When I was a child, I had a grandfather, and after my grandfather died, I began to live alone, and I got used to it, but at that time, I always had a goal, I always wanted to live in a big house in the future and marry a good daughter-in-law......" He glanced at Lei Lei, "But after coming to the provincial capital, the environment has changed, and my mind has become trance-like, I don't know if I can get what I wanted before." ”

Zou Leilei gently moved her head leaning on his shoulder.

"Lei Lei, I am very happy that you can come to see me this time, but sometimes I think about it, my life is a mystery, I don't know what kind of danger I will face in the future, if you have been by my side, I am really worried. ”

"I won't say anything about the martyr woman who wants to live and die with you, although you also understand that since I came to the provincial capital, I have already given the answer to what we said in the county town. ”

Zou Leilei's beautiful face showed the most resolute attitude that made Yi Tianxing's heart break at this moment, with light eyebrows and soft lips, as if she was extremely holy.

"All I know is that I love being with you, and it really hurts when you get hit by a car today, so I made up my mind at that time. ”

"What determination?" Yi Tianxing was a little expectant, a little scared.

"Since I'm going to live with you, I'm going to live happily. Zou Leilei looked back at him, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "If you die, I promise you that you will live happily." ”

Yi Tianxing was very moved and gently hugged her into his arms.

"Thank you. ”

On the shore of the lake in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple, a pair of children snuggled, and a sigh faintly came from the hut. The snowflakes in the sky gradually drifted down, and the powder was faint, as if they wanted to add a pure face to this complicated world.

At this time, Ye Xiangseng was in the meditation room and recalled the Bodhisattva treasure statue vaguely seen in the Dharma Hall of the Shuyuan, walked to the window, looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and put his hands together, and his heart to the Buddha was unprecedentedly strong.

Master Bin Ku's white eyebrows flickered slightly, thinking about the battle between Bai Rì's Dharma Protector and the mysterious Elder Qingjing Heaven, who were thousands of miles apart, and worried.

In front of another small building in the provincial capital, Zhu Yingsuo was waiting with a large suitcase, and Qin Zi'er slowly came down from the upper floor, her pale face still showing traces of internal injuries. Walking to the car, she glanced back at the snowflakes falling from the night sky, but her eyes were gradually blurred, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Farewell, provincial capital. ”

This is a rì of chaotic blood and fire in the rivers and lakes of the provincial capital, this is a rì of the entanglement and reconstruction of death and life of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and this is a rì of reunion and separation.

It's a long one.