Many years ago, in the autumn rain of the Rotten Ke Temple, the Daomen walked Ye Su, the Buddha walked the Seven Thoughts, and the strongest sword in the world, there was nothing they could do but watch the stone statue of the Buddha collapse.

Today, outside the Hanging Temple in the Western Wilderness, in front of such a powerful cultivator as the drunkard, they can still beat the first Buddha in the world so wolf, and even break the first Vajra.

Because they are very strong, but also because they cooperate too perfectly, because they have a natural tacit understanding between them, and that tacit understanding represents absolute trust and self-confidence.

Only the academy can cultivate this kind of temperament, and only the master can teach such two disciples, and when they join hands side by side, even the heavens will be afraid, let alone the enemy.

When Jun Mo didn't know how many iron swords he had cut off, the first seat of the lecture finally opened his eyes, and a very thin stream of blood flowed down from the top of his head, just flowing into his eyes, and his vision was bloody.

Shouza felt very painful, really painful, and he found that these two academy disciples were really preparing to cut down for a long time, he didn't want to die for the time being, he hadn't seen the Buddha reappear in the world, so he had to do something, although he knew the consequences of doing that.

The iron sword fell again, and the first one let go of the hand that was holding the chessboard tightly, and put one hand in front of him, raising it a little high, just in front of the iron sword's way.

The first seat did not grasp the iron sword, because at the moment when he let go, the elder brother also let go of his hand, and in his grip on the stick, he smashed down on him, and slammed it on his tiger's mouth.

This stick is not to take food from the tiger's mouth, but to feed the tiger with its body.

The first seat suddenly felt that his breath was slightly suffocated, from the tiger's mouth to his wrist to his chest, trembling and uneasy, and his body of Vajra Buddha bones rattled, as if it would be shattered in the next moment.

He had only wanted to stretch out a hand. Because one hand could stop Jun Mo's iron sword, but he didn't expect that it was the wooden stick that came, he couldn't understand, could the two of them in the academy be able to see through the thoughts of human beings?

Senior Brother and Jun Mo couldn't see through what others were thinking, but they didn't need to talk to know what each other was thinking, so the iron sword didn't fall, and it was a wooden stick.

Jun Mo's iron sword fell downward. Slash at the chessboard in the arms of the first one.

The first Zen mind is chaotic, but under the wooden stick, it can't be stopped.

Only a clear sound could be heard, like a tiny porcelain cup falling to the ground.

In the dark cave, an extremely bright light suddenly appeared. It was the light of day.

An extremely deep crack spread from the depths of the field to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the earth shook, and the cliff collapsed, and countless stones and earth collapsed to the east of the sinkhole. Caved out of a gap more than ten miles long, and the picture was extremely shocking.

In the gap where the sinkhole collapsed, there were countless ant holes and countless rat holes. There are countless roots of autumn grass and stolen fruits, and there is a very thin stream of water between the stones, which gradually stains the stones.

The first one sat in the midst of the rocks, his face covered with dust. Stained with blood, it looks very bleak.

The chessboard in his arms. has been picked up by Jun Mo's iron sword.

The drunkard stood on the edge of the collapsed cliff, looking at this scene, his face changed suddenly, Jun Mo returned to the realm before Qingxia, and Li slowly improved his realm very quickly, which made him extremely shocked and vigilant, but he still didn't expect that these two people could really break the first King Kong and snatch the chessboard!

Shouzao looked at Senior Brother and Jun Mo, his expression was sad, and his expressions of relief and relief did not stop changing, his voice was as low as a bell, and he said compassionately: "It's useless." ”

Even if you get the chessboard, it's useless, you can't open the chessboard and rescue Haotian and Ning Que inside, because this is the magic weapon left by the Buddha, and if it is not rotten in the Rotten Ke Temple, it will never be rotten, it has transcended the rules of time, and the real King Kong is not bad.

The senior brother glanced at the chessboard in Jun Mo's hand, didn't say anything, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and the two of them disappeared and returned to the green tree on the edge of the cliff.

The next moment the autumn wind rose again, and the drunkard also returned to the cliff with the first seat of the lecture, and the first one sat in front of the white tower, looked at the two people under the tree, and said with compassion: "It's really useless." ”

Jun Mo ignored him, picked up the iron sword and slashed at the chessboard.

The senior brother stood in front of the chessboard, his face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that his mental power had been consumed, but he stood like this, neither the drunkard nor the first seat wanted to try it.

The sound of the iron sword falling on the chessboard kept ringing on the cliff flat, crisp and resolute, and there was no resemblance to the bell in the temple, and there were countless golden iron horses in between.

Jun Mo swung his iron sword and kept slashing, I don't know how many times he slashed, and I don't know how long time has passed, the sound echoes everywhere between the cliffs, as if the army is swearing to attack the city.

The city of Buddha is hard to break.

Jun Mo continued to slash, chopping until his fingers grinded out blood, his face was still unchanged, and every time he swung his sword, he was still so meticulous, ensuring that he could exert the greatest power.

The first seat looked at this scene silently and did nothing, so the drunkard didn't do anything either, just watched quietly, and the more he watched, the more complicated he felt.

He should have known that there was no hope, but he continued to do so with such determination that even the onlookers would have the illusion that the iron sword could cut through hope in despair—what kind of mind was this? How could the Master teach such a disciple? Where did he find such a disciple?

Jun Mo stopped suddenly, not because he was tired—although he was indeed tired—but because one side of the iron sword had been deformed, and the blade that had no blade had become flat.

The iron sword is indestructible, before Qingxia, I don't know how many swords were cut, it was Liu Bai's sword, which was also cut by the iron sword, but today it was deformed in front of the chessboard.

He looked at the first seat of the lecture and asked, "If it really doesn't work, why have you been watching this chessboard on the cliff for a whole year? ”

Shouza said: "I watched it for a year because I wanted to watch it." ”

The first and last words of this sentence can be pronounced differently, and the meaning will be different, the former one is to watch, and the latter is to see, or to see.

The elder brother asked, "What do you want to see?"

The two silver eyebrows of the first seat fluttered gently in the autumn breeze, and said: "Look at the Buddha, look at all living beings." ”

Jun Mo didn't understand, shook his head, changed the iron sword in his hand, and continued to slash towards the chessboard.

The expression of the first seat changed slightly. The drunkard's expression became more and more solemn, and they didn't expect that Jun Mo stopped not because he gave up, but just because he wanted to change the iron sword in his hand - then, even if the iron sword was really cut down, he would change something and continue to cut, right?

The senior brother suddenly said: "The Buddha's chessboard can't be cut, and Haotian can't be killed." ”

The drunkard looked at him. I wanted to stop him from continuing to speak, but after thinking about it, there was no movement.

The senior brother continued: "Even if the Buddha destroys her existence in the chessboard, he can only make her return to pure rules and naturally return to the kingdom of God. What's the point?"

The first Heshi said: "The Buddha knew 5,000 years before and 5,000 years later, and if he can count the past before his death, and he can calculate the future after his death, he can naturally calculate today's things." ”

The senior brother said calmly: "The teacher has been thinking for thousands of years, and finally came up with a way to keep her in the world, can the Buddha calculate the teacher's means? The Buddha was nothing. ”

His tone was very ordinary, his expression was very calm, but he exuded a self-confidence of his own brilliance, what the academy did. Even Haotian didn't count it, let alone the Buddha.

Shouza understood, so he was silent for a long time. The drunkard had heard from the Lord in the stone house of the Xiling Temple, so he had already understood. will come here to help the Buddha.

The Buddha laid down a life and death situation for Haotian. But where can he calculate that today's Haotian has become two, in the words of the senior brother, what is the meaning of this bureau?

"It doesn't make sense. ”

In a very short period of time, the first seat became much older, because he made clear the intentions of the Daomen, and also admitted that the academy was right, and the Buddha's bureau was meaningless.

If there is only one Haotian, then as long as the Buddha chessboard kills her named Sangsang, and then suppresses it forever, and is not connected to the world, naturally he will not be able to return to the kingdom of God and resurrect.

However, now there are two Haotian, even if the Buddha can kill Sangsang, how can she make the rules that she dissipates after her death not communicate with the world? Haotian is still there, the rules are naturally the same with the rules, and no force can stop it, and Sangsang after death will inevitably return to the kingdom of God, and this is exactly the ending that the Guanzhu wants.

"It doesn't make sense. ”

The first one looked at Jun Mo, who was still chopping the chessboard, and repeated these four words again.

"What you do is meaningless, this is the Buddha's chessboard, as long as the Buddha does not let them return, they will never be able to return, as for the Haotian in the chessboard is life or death, whether he will return to the kingdom of God after death, it depends on the Buddha's fate, or the will of God, we mortals before this, it is meaningless. ”

The bell between the peaks continued, and many monks came to the cliff flat, but they did not dare to step forward, listening to this, they all bowed, and the three elders of the Seven Thoughts and the Precept Academy also came here.

In this battle between the academy and the Hanging Temple, it seems that the academy has the upper hand, but as long as the academy has no way to open the chessboard, then it is doomed to lose.

Jun Mo finally stopped, and suddenly said, "You can't open it, then go in." ”

The senior brother smiled and said, "This is very reasonable. ”

The first seat said: "You can't enter if you want to. ”

The senior brother said: "Didn't you think about the first seat, since we have already obtained the chessboard, why didn't we leave, but came to the cliff flat?"

The first silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, as if noticed.

The senior brother looked at the green tree, stretched out his hand to caress the leaves, and said, "This is the pear tree?"

The first seat was silent, and the expressions of the seven monks behind the green vine changed slightly.

The elder brother said: "I heard that this pear tree blooms for 500 years, bears fruit in five days, falls to the ground in five moments, touches the ground, drifts with the tide, and cannot be seen again, it is really magical." ”

The drunkard said, "This tree blossomed and bore fruit a year ago. ”

The senior brother sat down against the green tree and said, "Since this is the case, then I will wait for another four hundred and ninety-nine years, and on the day when it blossoms and bears fruit, I will go into the chessboard to find it." ”

Jun Mo lifted the chessboard and sat down under the tree.

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(Chapter 3, then go for a meal, Chapter 4 a little later.) ）