The sudden scolding and the scratches of the broken glass only flashed in the solemn Buddha land here, leaving no trace. The endless chanting sound was still like the tide of the sea, wave after wave, and the light of the Buddha was still converging on Xiao Xia's body, almost melting his body directly with light. The old monk Huiguang's expression was still so solemn, and his face was full of compassion, as if nothing had happened just now.

But Zhang Yuanling was sure that what had happened just now, he stood up and looked around, and a little bit of brilliance finally appeared on his gloomy face.

Didn't disappoint him. Another scar appeared out of thin air in the glass world, followed by another shout and scolding: "What a bald donkey! Do you shrink inside with a magic weapon as a turtle? How hard is Shakyamuni's life? Begging for food and washing dishes yourself, you don't hesitate to be cut into several pieces with a knife, but the few ashes that are finally left behind are poured out by you disciples and grandchildren to show off your might, and make wind and rain." If he knew that your disciples and grandchildren were so virtuous, I am afraid that he would not have been able to wait for any of the two trees of Suluo to be destroyed, so he would have jumped into the sea directly, and he would not have left any relics for you to fake the tiger might, and you would have ended up in a bad night, which is really embarrassing!"

Zhang Yuanling's face couldn't help but show a little joy again. Although words alone have no practical effect, it is not easy to send words here. And he believed that this man would never just send these few words.

This time, not only Zhang Yuanling heard it clearly, but even the ten parties who had been chanting together also opened their eyes. He looked at the broken glass scar with a strange expression.

The old monk of Huiguang still didn't hear it, and the scar of the broken glass quickly healed. But almost at the same time, another scar was cut out. This time, the scolding that came in was even more vicious.

"It is said that after a lifetime of hard work to teach the Dharma, in the end, what is left is such disdainful disciples and grandchildren to deceive the world and steal fame, then Shakyamuni is really boring. Dare to say that just as soon as you were born, you will shout and call the ghost what the heavens and the earth are the only ones, if the old Tao saw it at that time, he went straight up and killed the dog with a stick!

"Amitabha. The old monk Huiguang finally spoke. When he spoke, the majestic appearance of the treasure also faded and changed back to his original appearance. "To be able to cut open this glazed Buddha land with his own will, the donor should also be a master of the world, how can he be so unscrupulous?"

This burst of cheers is like a morning bell at dusk. It was as if thousands of thunderbolts shook the void, rolling straight towards that rift. But after a breath, the scolding voice sounded again. But there was no hint of restraint: "Hmph, are you finally willing to speak out? Still so loud, scaring who? Old way, I said mine, it's your business? Old way, I said that Sakyamuni pigs and dogs are not as good." He's really not as good as a pig and a dog, even if he's really a pig and a dog. But what does it matter to you? What does it mean to have no self and no one? You are self-grasping, he is so heavy, and he is so light, he has committed the precept of resentment, and the Buddhist scriptures of his life have been recited into the dog's belly?"

The old monk Huiguang's face was just full of anger, and he was about to open his mouth, but suddenly he was slightly stunned, and he was actually a little hesitant and in a trance. And in the void of the glass world. The scar that was about to close has stalled again, and even the edges have a tendency to spread slightly.

"The old way is the most unaccustomed to you swaggering bald asses! Build a temple as big as that. Hooking up with the royal government all day long, obviously thinking about fame and profit, and what do you say that the four are empty?" "Obviously, his cultivation is shallow and his knowledge is shallow, but he opens his mouth and says how Amitabha Buddha and my Buddha are coming, as if borrowing their name can be neither shallow nor short-sighted. Obviously, you want to do what you want to do, but you want to cling to the body of the Dharma, like this stupa that forcibly borrows the power of Shakyamuni and the bald donkeys of the past dynasties, and you really don't know what to say to the extreme! Isn't it just the delusion of self-delusion and charm that you are delusional and charming? What is the difference between you and the madmen who practice the mantra of the devil's heart in the demon sect? Relying on a few supernatural powers to peep at the opportunity of cause and effect, and vainly trying to meddle in the reincarnation of the heavenly way, this kind of trick is better than that of secular thieves thousands of times? There is no better person than a thief who commits such a big lie, and the ring of theft pretends to be a way to temper others? First wash the off your crotch!"

The old monk of Huiguang was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it at all. The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures in the glass world is still like the sea, but the crack in the void can no longer merge, but begins to expand, and the color of the surrounding glass is also constantly dissipating.

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I don't know when, the waves like the raging sea have become invisible, and the sound of chanting that fills the world is no longer audible, and with Xiao Xia's description, the cloud pattern that cannot be described in words is gradually becoming clear, and gradually becoming as if it is close in front of you, as if it is within reach.

As the moire approached, as the moire became clearer, many things gradually appeared in front of his eyes, passing by one by one. Sitting opposite Nangong in Nangong's mansion, developing talismans with a few wild Taoist priests in the Shenji Hall, finding the dying Shidao people in the mansion of the ghost's heart curse and controlling the puppet in the heavenly volcano, seeing Tang Chengcheng and Jin Zhiyang's death together, seeing the appearance of the general and Yuan Shunyi refining halberds, talking, helping Tang Xiaoxiao in the valley to break the thieves in Luoshui City, Qingzhou, followed a group of masters to track down the skinning murderer, and was killed by the mysterious white-clothed girl in the black wood forest. After the defeat was won with a charm bought with a lot of money, they plotted against each other in the deep forest where they got lost, and they met the righteous and famous chivalrous woman who killed the wrong person in the brothel of Yangzhou and the underworld strongman who wanted to avenge his brother, and was inexplicably involved, fortunately, he was able to take the mentally ill chivalrous girl out of danger together, and in the Yongzhou Liuzi Camp, he carried out the most dangerous and deadly task in the world with the death row prisoners from all over the world and Kyushu, and also saw the most unusual scenery and humanity in the world, and followed a gang of horse thieves in Jizhou. Galloping on a horse in the prairie, he broke up with his master in Qingzhou, met Tang Qingxiao in Jingzhou, and infiltrated the Tianhuo with him, sent a rudder to steal the Vermilion Bird Linghuo, and wandered around with the master, catching ghosts and demons, and selling talismans for a living. Of course, it is indispensable that occasionally he will be chased by evil ghosts, monsters and fast officials, and the wolf bèi is unbearable to flee in all directions, and the master has saved enough money to go to the Five Elements Sect rudder in various places to learn spells, and also bargain with those Five Elements Sect Taoists, and exchange Taoist talisman experience with colleagues from all walks of life, follow the master to learn to draw talismans, the first time to draw talismans, the first time to use talismans to follow behind the master's ass to help take talisman paper, take realgar and take black dog blood, and was led by the master on the muddy road in the countryside stumbling and walking. He was carried on his back by the master and begged for gruel and milk along the village

Beside a starving and deserted country road, the master grinds half a small steamed bun into a thin paste with water and feeds it to his dying mouth. Then he held himself in his hand and murmured to the dazzling sun: "Boy, from now on you will be a lonely person without any worries, only follow the old way and I will wander the world first." Maybe I'm going to leave you when I want to go, I just hope that the sky won't cover your eyes from now on. The ground can't bury your heart, you can go your own way as you want. ”

Only the last point is missing. Xiao Xia's hand had already touched the moire, it was a void, as if there was no real existence, but he knew that only one last point was needed now, and he could completely depict the moire. But at the last closest point he stopped, and he couldn't draw anymore. That closest point, last point. It is also the most empty, but it seems to have brewed an infinite mystery that he dare not click on.

He looked at his hands. There was nothing there. Although it may be a void and a flower to be clicked, and everything is one, but he just can't point it, this empty nothingness makes him feel a little scared, and he always feels that he should grasp something.

By the way, there's something there. He suddenly remembered, shook his hand vigorously, and the gentleness, delicacy, and steadfastness that came from him were indeed there, what should be there, what should be the surrounding boundless ocean quickly dissipated, and he was pulled by the touch in his hand and fell deeper and deeper into the abyss, and it seemed to gradually fly to the sky

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The scar had grown bigger and bigger, and it was becoming more and more impossible to ignore, gradually evolving from an ugly scar to a broken scar that would cut off the perfect glass world. The blue sky outside, the flattened village, and the figures of two old men were already faintly visible.

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" The eyes of the old monk Huiguang suddenly bloomed with an incomparable golden light, and all the Buddhist scriptures circulating in the immeasurable void began to rush towards that side frantically, trying their best to erase the scar.

But at this moment, Xiao Xia, who was floating, suddenly moved, and the cloud pattern that had been floating on his body, or that coincided with his being, was finally gone.

Xiao Xia actually kept his eyes wide open, but only at this time could everyone clearly feel his eyes flowing over them. In this glazed world, only his sense of existence can surpass the surrounding Buddha light and glaze like the old monk Huiguang, and his awakening not only made others feel it immediately, but even this glazed world immediately produced turmoil. First of all, the four things that were slowly moving around him stopped turning.

Astonishment and shock finally appeared on the face of the old monk Huiguang, but before he could react, he saw that the earth spirit master who had been quietly circling around Xiao Xia's body with the umbrella, the sword, and the suit of armor suddenly opened his eyes. It turned out that he had not lost his consciousness, but had just hidden this qiē and waited there quietly.

Without thinking about doing anything to Xiao Xia, who was close at hand, the Earth Spirit Master turned into a streamer and turned the set of armor between the virtual and the real, and the mysterious and wonderful umbrella was wrapped in it and rushed towards the ever-expanding rift, only a tenth of the blink of an eye had already rushed to the edge of the huge rift, and the heaven and earth outside were already faintly visible.

"Nan Wu Amitabha" The old monk Huiguang sighed, and the Buddha light scripture that was about to rush towards the crack turned slightly, and surrounded the figure of the earth spirit master.

The speed of the Earth Spirit Master's body is clearly extremely fast, and it is difficult to catch with the naked eye, but as soon as the old monk of Huiguang sighed, the crack that he could reach at his fingertips seemed to be far away in the sky, no matter how he flew away, it was difficult to reach, and then the tide-like Buddhist scriptures around him poured up and completely submerged him.

And in this sigh, Xiao Xia had already fallen to the ground and stood firm, and at the same time pulled Mingyue into his arms and hugged him, and walked towards the crack. His movements were not fast, just the same as his behavior during the day, not even a trace of panic, but whether it was the empty Buddha light or the overwhelming scriptures were like illusions to him, even the small stupa that had been suspended above his head and constantly resonated with the surrounding glass world could not have the slightest effect on him, he just walked to the crack that had expanded like a broad avenue with the bright moon in his arms, and stepped out.

There was a sound like the heaven and the earth shattering, and it was like a silent breaking sound, and the seemingly endless and boundless glass world collapsed, and then all the scenes that collapsed and shattered quickly shrank towards the small relic. In the blink of an eye, this heaven and earth were restored to their original appearance, and the Buddha light that filled the sky just now, and the chanting sound that filled the heavens and the earth seemed to be like a dream, leaving no trace.

With a bang, a pitch-black long sword fell to the ground, it was the long sword that had been transformed from the big sword left by Tang Chengcheng in the glazed world just now. This sound also woke up the somewhat stunned Tang chuckle, and he flew over and held the strange and familiar long sword in his hand, the expression on his face changed, a little dazed and a little overwhelmed.

The small stupa had flown back into the hands of the old monk Huiguang. The old monk Huiguang sat on the ground, his thin body was slowly becoming transparent like an illusion, and a little white Buddha light was floating up from the depths of his body, throwing towards the relics stupa in his palm. And as if he didn't notice it, he just looked at the two old men not far away.

These are two old men over the age of sixties, one one-armed, the other is dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, the one-armed old man is half-kneeling on the ground, panting, his face is like gold paper, and the old Taoist in Taoist robe is looking at the old monk Huiguang with a mocking smile.

"Master!" Xiao Xia looked at Lao Dao with a look of surprise and joy on his face.

"Boy, why are you?" Lao Dao looked at Xiao Xia with a grin, and then glanced at Mingyue in his arms, and the smile on his face was even worse. "Where to find such a beautiful female doll, you kid is really lucky. ”

"The Taoist over there, the poor monk thank you for the dialing. The old monk Huiguang said in a hoarse voice.

"You're welcome. The old man smiled unyieldingly. "That's also the old monk, your wisdom is still there, and you can still understand my pointing. ”

"It's just that the Taoist chief has cut off the cause of today, can you know that the other day will definitely inherit the fruit of today?" The figure of the old monk Huiguang became lighter and lighter, as if it was about to dissipate, but he himself didn't care, just looked at the old Taoist and asked.

"Jokes. If cause and effect can be broken, is it still called cause and effect? Lao Dao snorted disdainfully. "If your own cultivation is short-sighted and your horizons are not open, then it's best not to ask more. There are so many masters here that they are heard and used as a joke in vain. ”

"Amitabha, good, good. Thank you for your attention. The old monk Huiguang clasped his hands together, and the relics pagoda slowly floated from his palm, and his whole person was only the last extremely faint shadow. "The poor monk is about to pass away, dare to ask the long law?"

"Poor Dao Dao No. Xiyi. It's just that your wisdom is good, so you don't need to be polite. The old man smiled triumphantly. He pointed to the old man next to him who was kneeling on one knee, panting, and seemed to be extremely tired. "As for this one, you don't have to look at him as old and decrepit as if he can't stand steadily, and think that he is a nobody. He is the old man Xu Zhengzhou Xu of the Diancang faction, and he was the one who broke through your Vajra Tibetan realm with sword intent before, and also forcibly answered you with a Zen sound divine thunder. Old monk, you must know also. ”

The last bit of light was thrown into the relic, and the old monk Huiguang didn't have time to say anything, and his figure had completely disappeared. The relics stupa slowly floated to the front of Shifang not far away, and Shifang stretched out his palm to catch it, and his face was already full of tears. (To be continued......)