There's something weird about this fog.

Spread past.

In the spring of March, the ground beneath your feet was covered with thick frost.

into the bone for three points.

It's as if even bones can be frozen.

Fan Yan held an umbrella in one hand.

Holding a lantern in one hand.

As if something was approaching, Fan Yan's scalp exploded and he turned his head suddenly......

Thereupon.

The lantern in his hand fell to the ground.

But he was nowhere to be seen......

Chen Luo bent down and picked up the lantern on the ground.

The lantern is an octagonal lantern.

It's a very ordinary lantern in the Great Week, and there's nothing to say, just a little more delicate and a little rougher.

Or some elegant people will also write poems or draw some beautiful patterns on it.

"The curse is quiet and the rain is stopped, and I still sleep to the window!"

The wind and rain between heaven and earth stopped at this moment.

It's like the calm of a storm.

At the same time......

There was a ray of dawn between heaven and earth, falling between Chen Luo's fingers.

The dawn is like a flame.

Burn in your fingertips......

Chen Luo pinched it and threw it into the lantern.

It was all around the darkness, and in this light, it was faintly visible.

The black mist and frost seemed to be a little frightened, a little impatient, but they didn't dare to approach after all.

"Whew~"

The wind is coming again.

The rain is coming, too.

And the bigger.

It's also strange to say, no matter the wind or the rain, it can't enter Chen Luo's body.

"That's it, since you've made your choice, so be it......"

Chen Luo was reluctant to say anything more.

I just hope that they won't regret it......

I found a few in the storage bag.

Suddenly laughed.

"I forgot that there was no pen here."

In the old days, you needed to use a pen.

There's a cat lady in the ......

Grinding, fragrant, dotting ink......

There is no need to worry about these things as soon as possible.

Now I want a pen, but I can't find it......

Fortunately, this place is very close to the academy, so it ......

"Borrow a pen."

He said.

In the academy, Xiang Zizi looked up at the bottom of the mountain.

Take a pen from your body.

"What works?"

"More than enough!"

Throwing the brush to the master, the brush broke through the darkness and fell into Chen Luo's hand......

The pen has no ink.

Chen Luo lifted the pen.

Ink is self-generated.

Chen Luo put down the pen on the lantern.

Non-words.

for painting.

Line Sketching......

A little bit, there is a drawing between breaths.

There is only one thing in the painting......

Bloody mouths, fangs, and the full picture cannot be seen...... Only the depth of the mouth of the sea of blood occupies the half of the lantern......

It's weird to say.

The moment the painting was completed, the monster came to life.

A terrifying suction force was generated in the mouth of the sea of blood, and finally turned into a vortex.

Black fog is also good!

Frost is also good.

It's still the cold wind.

They were all sucked in, and letting the screams in the wind and the looming struggles in the black fog were all useless.

Finally.

The wind is quiet!

The fog clears!

When the last rays of darkness were swallowed up, the light finally faded.

Revealing the scenery on both sides of the official road......

Lanterns, or lanterns.

Ordinary......

The monster pattern on the lamp also disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Chen Luo smiled slightly.

The Four Arts are always useful......

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

This way of painting, in addition to the use of the talisman, also has other uses.

It still looks good now.

Back.

Fan Yan was standing there......

His eyes were originally covered with a layer of white mist, but now the white mist dissipated, and he finally regained his clarity.

"Master ......"

Fan Yan walked up.

Looking around, there were still some palpitations.

"The fog is a little weird, and the disciple is in the heart of the demon."

"Hmm."

Chen Luo said: "Let's go......"

Fan Yan nodded.

I don't know what happened, but if the heavens and the earth are restored to light, then it will be fine.

"I forgot!"

Chen Luo patted his forehead.

"This one, pay you back!"

Pen Throwing ......

turned into a streamer and fled back to the academy and fell into the hands of Master Xiang.

"It's just a lump sum, and my father-in-law can take it."

"Our family is a layman, this ink, paper inkstone or something, it's too elegant."

"It's inevitable that you need to use it."

"Then I'll borrow it again."

Xiang Fuzi laughed.

It's also convenient to think about it this way......

Not to mention a lump sum.

If my father-in-law wants to borrow everything in the world, why can't he borrow it......

……

This goes to Guobei Thirteen Miles...

If it is usual, even if you walk slowly, you can walk in an hour.

It's just that it's a little more difficult today.

After walking less than three miles, Chen Luo raised his head slightly, and in the rain curtain, I don't know when a swallow flew by.

Non-one.

for the swarm.

Repeat dozens of steps.

And a people appeared......

There were dozens of people.

There are men and women, old and young.

They are all wearing robes.

Seeing Chen Luo, a smile appeared on his face.

An old man came up.

"I've seen Mr., but I don't know Sir, can you show us the way?"

Chen Luo's eyes never lifted, and his feet never stopped.

Miss the old man's body......

The old man was slightly stunned, obviously a little unresponsive, and it was at this time that the flames burned from the old man's body.

But in an instant, it turned into powder.

The crowd of men, women, and children screamed in terror and suddenly turned into swallows and fled away...... Just after flying a few meters, flames appeared on his body, and finally turned into powder.

No one stopped.

Chen Luo is like this,

The same goes for Fan Yan.

Until.

In the distance, a gazebo appeared in front of me.

At the moment he saw the gazebo, Fan Yan squinted his eyes and looked back at Chen Luo, who just smiled and said to him, "You will ...... here for a while."

Done a little.

See the wind and see the rain.

It's a bit boring along the way.

Now there is a gazebo on the side of the road, and Chen Luo has to go in and sit.

It's just that now this gazebo has people.

Man is a monk.

Wearing a robe......

Holding a Zen staff in one hand.

There is a Buddha bead in one hand.

He just sat there quietly... Keep your eyes closed, as if you're in a state of mind.

Outside the wind and rain,

Inside, it is unaffected.

Chen Luo walked in.

Naturally, he sat in front of the monk.

The monk opened his eyes.

He was still sitting.

But he had already spoken: "Since my father-in-law is not arguing, why did he go down to this Yushan Academy today?" To break the decades-old balancing act? ”

"Heh~"

Chen Luo smiled.

"Our family doesn't want to fight, but what the abbot did was a bit too much."

The Six Zen Masters said, "How can it be considered excessive? Lao Gu is a lineage of Putuo, based on Guobei, what's wrong? Is it the plague of yesteryear? Or did you hurt the people of Yushan Academy? Or is it the old Ning Temple who nodded and recognized the location of Putuo Temple? ”

He said:

"People in the world, whether bright or dark, are competing for incense.

Whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, even if it's a loose cultivation in the world, who is clean?

The old man just used the most convenient and simple way to seek the greatest benefit......

The father-in-law's mouth is excessive, but for the old man, he doesn't think it at all! ”

"You may be right."

Chen Luo nodded.

No one's way is different.

Even if it's a demon cultivator, a ghost cultivator......

Even if it was a heinous person, Chen Luo would not refute their ways.

Because it doesn't make sense.

I don't know!

But......

"But our family doesn't think it's good at all."

You can speak, you can convince me, but ...... I just don't listen, I just don't feel good.

The Six Zen Masters were not surprised.

"The old man understands this, after all, along the way, my father-in-law's footsteps have never stopped......"

"Looks like I've disappointed the master."

Chen Luo smiled slightly: "It's just that our family has always been like this... Although people are a little cowardly, they are also a little stubborn, and since there are some things that they want to do, then there will be no more possibility of hesitation......"

The Six Zen Masters nodded.

"For hundreds of years, my father-in-law has become accustomed to it.

People in this world have also heard of the indisputable name of the father-in-law.

But it's rare to see my father-in-law make a move.

Fight for something.

Today, my father-in-law went to Yushan Academy and entered Guobei County......

This is also an honor for the old man.

Heard of the father-in-law's good formation? ”

"A little bit ......"

"Then I don't know, my father-in-law can walk this circle today?"

He looked up...

Looking at Chen Luo.

Eyes narrowed slightly......

The surrounding scene continued to retreat here, and the surrounding scene seemed to expand more than a hundredfold.

It's as if the world between these square inches is constantly being magnified.

Light emerged from Chen Luo's feet.

That's a huge piece of gossip.

Gossip fantasy.

Radiant ......

Above the sky, there is also a big gossip array!

Dry, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and the land of the eight directions, I don't know when, eight monks appeared.

The monk sat cross-legged in the void.

Radiant light all around you.

Like an Arhat.

Those rays of light vaguely echoed with the Bagua Array......

An unsettling and frightening aura quietly appeared and fell on Chen Luo.

"Something."

Chen Luo asked, "What is this formation?" With the power of the eight primordial infants, gathered in the body of the master, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, and this city full of incense...... Don't say that it is the Yuanying Realm, even if it is the Combined Realm, it will also have a headache, plus this formation is weird, and now our family can understand why the plague in the past, even if this immortal cultivation world knows, no one has talked about it. ”

Originally, Chen Luo was still a little curious.

Curious why Putuo Temple violates the principle of cultivating immortals......

But why didn't anyone stand up and say no?

Now I understand.

"This is just the essence of the immortal cultivation realm, and strength is respected...... Although Putuo Temple is not a big sect of cultivating immortals, it also has the power to suppress the Great Sect, so they should naturally do what they can! ”

"There's another question..."

Chen Luo asked.

"Father-in-law, please speak."

"The formation of the world, no one understands it, this is the art before the ancient times, how can the masters understand?

The master is a man before the wilderness?

If so, what was it before the ancient times? ”

The Sixth Zen Master was silent and spoke for a long time: "Has my father-in-law ever thought that the way of incense that is reincarnated once in three thousand years is really the result of the choice of this heaven and earth?"

Is this side of the world we live in really the world we think of? Is it as simple as it seems?

For tens of thousands of years, since the emergence of the way of incense, there has been no one who has ascended, is there really no problem behind this?

As for what it was before the desolate times, I'm afraid the old man can't answer this question......

Not unwillingly, but unable...... Because that era has long been taboo, even if you want to say it, you can't say it! ”

He said.

Mouth......

Seems to be saying something.

Not many words.

But no matter how Chen Luo listened, he couldn't hear clearly......

It's as if something has erased the words spoken by the Six Zen masters......

(End of chapter)