But today on Qingyun Mountain, except for Ah Youduo. There are two more. One is Xiao Bo, the king of Beiliang. One is the Ink Dance. The two of them had greeted the Taoist priest since they had gone up the mountain. Just walk on Qingyun Mountain by yourself. The two have different personalities. The place to walk is different. The Taoist priest knew about the two of them. There will be no reception for disciples. It is also these two people who are frequent visitors to Qingyun Mountain. For Qingyun Mountain, he is more familiar with it than the ordinary disciples of Qingyun Mountain.

Ah Youduo pushed the Taoist priest to the place where the two big snakes were imprisoned. Passing by the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. In the midst of the clouds. The statue of Emperor Zhenwu stands on the top of the cloud sea peak of Qingyun Mountain. Yunhaifeng is as the name suggests. You know. This peak floats above the sea of clouds. Every day, you can see the clouds surging under the peak. The most showy indeed sunset and rising sun. At these two times, the morning sun rises behind the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. Seeing that it was the Emperor Zhenwu, it seemed to descend from the nine heavens. Sunset. Stand under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu and look at it. What I saw was myself standing on the top of the sea of clouds. Above Asgard. The sunset is heavy.

Ah Youduo saw his senior sister under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. Liuyu Ink Dance stood there. Ayudo pulled the Taoist priest around. Hiding behind a big tree. Look at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. Standing with a sword, the flowing ink dance.

Liuyu Mo Wu looked up and saw it. Hair draped. Golden armor jade belt. The sword is angry. The statue of the Zhenwu Emperor who stepped on the turtle and snake. See the emperor again with a peachwood sword in his hand. Three of them looked at the Emperor Zhenwu angrily.

After a long time. A mountain wind blows. Beneath the peak. Between the clouds and mist. Hearing it, it was a scolding of the ink dance. A slash of the purple sword in his hand. The sword qi is rolling like a storm. Rush towards the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. The Taoist priest was frightened when he saw it from a distance. With a wave of dust, he was about to make a move to stop the sword qi of the flowing ink dance. It's just that he was stopped by Ayuduo. The Taoist priest thought about it. The Taoist priest felt that he was a little anxious.

Liuyu Mo danced with a sword and swung his sword qi. Seeing the sword qi slashing towards the long sword in the hand of the True Martial Emperor. But the sword aura turned. With the sound of the wind swept down the clouds below the peak. I saw that the clouds and mist were swept up by a sword of flowing ink dance. I want to connect the heavens and the earth. Liuyu ink dance footsteps. The figure floated up. One foot on the clouds and mist rolled up by the sword qi. Step through the clouds. Two steps between the clouds. Standing among the clouds. Liuyu Ink Dance and Zhenwu Emperor confront.

The sword aura does not disperse. The clouds do not disperse. Liuyu Mo danced in purple clothes, but at the moment he was like a fairy.

Ayuduo exclaimed below. It's so beautiful. You can't do it yourself. The Taoist priest looked at the appearance of the flowing ink dance. It's a headache. When Liuyu Mowu and Xiao Qingchen first came to this Qingyun Mountain when the morning sun rose. Liuyu Mo Wu pointed to the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu and scolded, "How dare you stop me. Xiao Qingchen just pulled out the Beiliang knife and pointed at the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu and shouted: "The great thing in the world is not the king's land. The shore of the land is not the king's minister. You see that I will not kneel."

At that time, the two little ancestors were only six or seven years old.

Now Xiao Qingchen has reached the crown. The ink dance is also stepping on the clouds. Look directly at the Emperor Zhenwu.

The Emperor of Zhenwu who watched the ink dance. will only glare. He smiled disdainfully and said, "You are known as the Demon Celestial Venerable. As demons rage today. All you know is glaring angrily. Also eligible to receive incense from the world. It is said that you use a sword to kill demons and demons. It's always been Edgeworth. Why don't I see you today? I don't see your sword qi leading to the heavens and the earth. Now I am a mortal who has stepped on the clouds. Eye in eye with you. Words are disrespectful. Why don't you unsheath your sword?"

Moments later. Suddenly there was a thunderclap. Thunder. The ink dance is the size of a haha. Purple sword finger. Point to the Emperor Zhenwu. She laughed and said, "You're angry."

Then the purple sword in his hand swirled. The sword aura suddenly came to life. The sword qi is rolling. But I didn't see the slightest change from the True Martial Emperor. Liuyu Mo Wu's eyes were cold. Look at Emperor Zhenwu. said: "They all say that you are reincarnated. It is said that the immortals in the sky have fished out the luck of the world. Do you think I can kill all the immortals of luck in the world? You say that since there are immortals. Then there really is a reincarnation of past lives."

There was a pause. Liuyu Mo Wu said again, "Have you heard this story? I don't know which mountain it is. I don't know where in the world this is. Anyway, there are a lot of mountains there. Very deep. Very high.

The sun had just risen one day. The haze hasn't completely lifted.

The sound of the morning bell spread far away. The birds in the vicinity of the earthquake were startled. In the mountains, you can faintly see Buddhist temples and temples. The smell of incense and candles also flickered.

"When the Bodhisattva is in the depths of Prajnaparamita. Summoning the five aggregates to be empty. Overcome all suffering. Relic. The color is not different from the emptiness. Empty and not heterochromatic. Color is emptiness. Empty is color"

This is a bamboo forest. Verdant. There are also flowers and plants in between. It is extremely graceful and elegant. Butterfly. Birds and finches flying lightly in the forest. A piece of life. There is a bamboo house in the bamboo forest.

"I want to be recognized. As it is"

"Knock knock" There was a knock on the door, "Little monk. Little monk. Open the door. Little monk. I'm here to hear your story. The little monk in the bamboo house is reciting the Heart Sutra. I heard a soft voice outside the door. Reciting the words, "Relics. I couldn't help but sigh. Stand up. The bamboo door was opened.

Outside the door. A twenty-eight girl in a green dress stood at the door pretty. Put your hands behind your back. With a smile on his face, he looked at the little monk who was half a head taller than himself. The little monk is called the bright moon. Different from the Dharma name of other monks in the temple. Mingyue looked at the girl in green in front of her. I made a Buddha ceremony. This girl's name is Xiu Girl. Her real name is unknown, but she is just called a show girl. Come to Mingyue every day to tell stories. Tales of gods and demons. Martial arts stories. There are also sutra stories. It's also a little monk who is well-informed. Being able to memorize so many stories. I just didn't know if I remembered it before. I still remember it after I met the show girl.

The show girl smiled. Jumping and walking out. Mingyue only smiled bitterly, shook her head helplessly, and followed. Two people walking in the woods. The butterfly stopped on the shoulder of the show girl. The show girl stretched out her finger to tease the butterfly. Butterfly frightened. Then he ran to the head of Mingyue again. The show girl smiled at this time. Ignore Mingyue's wry smile. Walk through the flowers. Come to a lake.

Show girl trotting a few steps. Sitting on a smooth bluestone by the lake. Pick up a pebble and throw it in the lake." Poof". There were ripples. The sky is high. It's also very blue. A few goshawks flew by.

The little monk of the bright moon made a Buddhist ceremony like a show girl. Asked softly, "Show girl. What story do you want to hear today?" The show girl smiled, "Hehe. Anything is fine" Mingyue saw the clear eyes of the show girl. I couldn't help but smile. I looked at the birds flying overhead.

"Once upon a time there was an old monk who was always patronized by thieves. He finally couldn't take it anymore. One day the thief came again, and the old monk said to the thief, 'Put your hand in. What do you want. I'll give you something.' The thief was overjoyed. And he put his hand in. The old monk grabbed his hand. Tied to a pillar. Then beat him with a stick. While fighting back, he shouted 'Take refuge in the Buddha. Convert to law. Refuge monk'" The little monk seemed to remember the scene at that time. There was a little smile in the words.

"The thief was in great pain. I could only helplessly follow the old monk and shout, 'Oops. Take refuge in the Buddha. Oops. Convert to law. 'Taking Refuge in the Sangha' is the famous story of the three refuges in Buddhism."

The show girl smiled. Naughty said, "You're three refuges. I have taken four refuges again. Do you want to listen to it?" The little monk of Mingyue was stunned. I've never heard the master talk about the four refuges. Mingyue asked suspiciously, "What is it. Four refuge," the show girl said softly, "stretch out her hand." Hesitantly, he reached out. Miss Xiu saw that he hesitated. And they grabbed him by the hand. The little monk pulled a stumbling one.

The delicate hand of the show girl was lightly drawn in the palm of the little monk of the bright moon. Let the little monk itch for a while. A few times I couldn't help but move. He took the hand of the girl. The little monk saw the show girl looking at him with a smile. I couldn't help but blush. Keep your head down. I recited a few words of the Buddha's name. But somehow . Originally, I calmed down with a thought. Now the more I think about it, the more confused I become. Could it be that today's Buddhist scriptures have fallen into the devil. It's not that the Buddhist scriptures have fallen into the devil. It's the little monk who fell into the devil himself. The show girl lined up Mingyue's hand. Carefully paddled again. Mingyue looked at the show girl's serious eyes. I stayed there.

"Whoop" came from behind him a sound of footsteps. Woke up the little monk Mingyue. The little monk turned around. See is their own master. After performing the Buddha ceremony, he shouted "Master"

The white-bearded old monk looked at Mingyue and said, "What about the female benefactor.". The little monk said, "As usual. I talked to her about the teachings of the Buddha. She left," the white-bearded old monk sighed and said, "Go and chant." The old monk didn't care about the little monk and the show girl. Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect. How can the reincarnation of cause and effect be forced?

"Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha Buddha "Bright Moon Little Monk Standing by the Lake. Reciting the Buddha's name in the air. I can't help but think of the past. Show girl's whisper in his ear.

"Taking Refuge in the Buddha" "Taking Refuge in the Buddha"

"Convert to the law" "Convert to the law"

"Taking Refuge in Sangha" "Taking Refuge in Sangha"

"Refuge Show Girl" "Ahhhhhhhh

Miss Xiu grabbed Mingyue's hand. Say yes. Refuge Show Girl""

Liuyu Ink Dance said here. And he went on no more. I just heard a thunderclap in the sky again. Liuyu Mo Wu suddenly shouted angrily, "You say or don't say.". After speaking. The purple sword in his hand is out of the sword. A sword slashes. Slash at the long sword in the hand of the Emperor Zhenwu.

But see the purple sword sword qi. Aggressive. Shake away the clouds. Slash towards the long sword in the hand of the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu.

But at this time, there was a "groan". A sword roared from nowhere. The sword qi of the flowing ink dance was shattered. Liuyu Mo Wu laughed angrily. The purple sword in his hand pointed to the sky and scolded, "It turns out that you are not a dead thing. It turns out that there is really a theory of reincarnation. Then what evil did I do in my previous life? Let me be so. God you're not fair. Wait for me to fly to the immortals. I will definitely kill three thousand heavenly immortals."