Murong Shi followed the Liuhui Zen Master and landed in the Heavenly Buddha Hall, the side hall of the Three Bridges Feihong.

Murong Shi looked up at the large grass couplet hanging on the eaves pillar:

"There is no light in front of the palace and the moon shines, and the mountain gate is not locked to be sealed by the clouds"

Hum!

Murong Shi snorted coldly in her heart, and followed Liuhui into the hall.

There is a group of monks in the hall who are chanting and cultivating.

The ceremony enshrines a Bodhisattva holding a sword in his right hand and a lotus in his left.

It was the Six Wisdom who summoned the Void Hidden Bodhisattva with the golden body.

Murong Shi glanced at the Bodhisattva Buddha statue, his face was cold, and he said in his heart: A group of sanctimonious and dirty people, this mountain Buddha temple is just a place to hide filth and dirt!

The heart is broken, even if it enshrines the power of Buddhism.

Liuhui led her into the small door behind the Buddha statue, and in the middle of a small hall, there was a monk with a lifelike face, a straight posture like a pine, and a straight back.

The monk was handsome and about thirty years old.

His figure is as quiet and steady as a mountain, and his face is calm and peaceful, giving people an endless sense of tranquility.

Murong Shi looked at the monk, and Yurong was even colder: "Zen master, say it!" What did Hiroshino say? ”

Liuhui Zen Master shouted the Buddha's name, bowed to the flesh statue of the master, and then turned around and said:

"Lord Murong must have misunderstood what happened back then."

Murong Shi's face remained unchanged: "It's not what you said to misunderstand or not." ”

"Donor, the master has already talked to the poor monk about the events of the year.

Before that, the poor monk first asked the donor, why did I come to Cangyan Mountain Rotation Temple back then? ”

Murong Shi's expression, which had been cold, finally moved, but she didn't speak.

Liuhui said, "Have you been dreaming of a bodhisattva holding a tin staff and sitting on a strange beast? ”

"Hmph, that's what your master told you, right? I talked about it back then! ”

Liuhui said again: "Did you tell me about the fire lotus in the dream? ”

Murong Shiyurong changed drastically: "Where did you hear it from?" ”

In her early years, she shifted to dreaming of a Bodhisattva holding a tin staff and sitting on a strange beast, and in the dream, the Bodhisattva lit a fire lotus into her lower abdomen.

She has asked many people in Buddhism, but they don't know which one this Bodhisattva is!

After meeting Gu Xieding, she never put this matter down, and when she searched for the famous mountain ancient temple, in the side hall of the bridge tower on the other side of the reincarnation temple, she finally saw the Buddha statue of the Bodhisattva.

On that day, something changed!

But the Bodhisattva ordered a fire lotus into her lower abdomen, and she never mentioned it to others.

Liuhui didn't answer, but said: "Lord Murong Shi, my master is a high-ranking monk, everything he does, in the Buddha, in the way of heaven, all have a clear conscience.

Now that he has ascended to immortality, when he leaves, the words he left to you are, please believe in his innocence as a member of Buddhism! ”

"Hmph, Zen Master, how old were you when Hongren died? You know a lot! ”

"Seventeen years ago, the poor monk was already seven years old, everything was already clear to him, and the master once said that the reason why you were in a coma was for a reason, and the master was not offended!"

Murong Shi couldn't help but scream when she heard this: "Oh? Isn't it reasonable that I'm all gone?! ”

Liuhui Zhengse said: "The Venerable Buddha personally sent the son, the fire lotus entered the abdomen, and naturally the clothes were burned.

Dare to ask Murong Shi if he has had the same dream since that day? ”

The fire lotus is in the belly, and the clothes are burned!?

Murong Shi froze in place, not knowing what to say, after that day, she really never had that dream again!

Could it be that dreams become reality?

Could it be that he really blamed Zen Master Hongren?

Hongren died when he was only in his thirties, whether it had anything to do with what happened that day.

Zen Master Liuhui said: "If Murong Shizhu has any doubts about the time when Ling Qianjin was born, he might as well go back and identify one or two.

Don't be afraid, don't doubt.

Today's technology can produce results in just a few minutes! ”

Murong Shi's eyes widened, she was indeed a little evasive about her daughter's life experience: "Dare to ask the Zen master, what is the relationship between the past and my daughter Qinghan?" ”

"For this reason, Murong Shi still doesn't know why it is better.

However, you have also seen Gu Shizhu's soaring skyrocketing today, and even the poor monk is not her opponent in the palm of her hand, so you should know that my reincarnation temple has no intention of harming. ”

Although Liuhui was injured, his complexion was not good.

But its righteousness is awe-inspiring, and the glorious Buddhism is full of weather, which is heartbreaking.

If it is really as Liuhui said, he really misunderstood Zen Master Hongren.

At this time, most of Murong Shi's heart knot was untied.

She can't wait to return to Tianjing to have her husband and daughter genetically tested.

Thinking of this, she let out a sigh of relief, bowed to Liuhui, glanced at the flesh statue of Zen Master Hongren, and walked out of the small hall.

Liuhui arranged for a little monk to send her out of the battle, and then fell into the deep stream.

......

Nine clouds.

King Jizo nodded, "What the Demon Lord said is exactly.

Now, the catastrophe has changed drastically, the immortals have fallen, and the flood has no owner.

This Asura clan is indeed like a fish in water, if it is not contained, I am afraid that the Styx Ancestor will dominate the world. ”

The black-robed demon cultivator sneered: "This seat has spent more time in Blue Star in recent years, and I don't have time, I have arranged for the four disciples under my seat to go to the trouble of the Asura clan.

If he didn't give him some color to look at the River Styx, he really thought that this desolation was his world.

When I refine the last sword, I will go and take all the remaining nine grades of [Karmic Fire Red Lotus]. ”

King Jizo said, "After we separated last time, I heard that the Demon Lord went to Yuquan Mountain?

If you don't make a move, you want to come to the last [Trapping Immortal Sword] of the Four Swords of Zhuxian? ”

The black-robed demon cultivator said: "Hmph, Yuding Xiao'er was cut off from the top of the three flowers thousands of years ago, and the five qi in the chest were removed, and now he has just cultivated back to the Da Luo Golden Immortal."

This seat came forward, he dared not to give! ”

Speaking of this, the black-robed demon cultivator's left hand moved slightly, and a scroll wrapped around the golden mangs of the Great Dao appeared in his palm:

"By the way, when it comes to trapping the immortal sword, this seat still needs a book of exercises in Yuding."

King Jizo's face moved slightly: "[Nine Turns Xuangong]? You want to arrange a ...... for him as well."

"Not bad!" The black-robed demon cultivator said: "Moreover, there is still a lack of [Nine Transformations Yuan Gong] and a drop of essence blood, you go back and tell her that this seat can be exchanged for an innate treasure, let her speak!"

She wants the throne of Sanqing to be given to her. ”

"You actually want to gather the [Eight or Nine Xuangong] of the Pangu Great God?" King Jizo smiled bitterly and said, "Since the opening of the heavens, no one has done it.

And......

Demon Lord, the little monk is soft-spoken, and the mother can only bring one sentence over there......"

The black-robed demon cultivator snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, bartering is the attitude of this seat."

This layout is complete, and this seat has its mind.

You tell her that if you don't see that he saved her, she won't touch her.

Exterminate the feud, this seat can let go, but if she doesn't know the number of days, this seat will make her uneasy! ”

King Jizo could only smile wryly and nodded.

His strength is too far behind after all, and these quasi-saints and saints are fighting, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to persuade them.

"Let's go, go and collect the spirit lotus, this seat will go back to practice the [Trapped Immortal Sword]," the black-robed demon cultivator finished speaking, and then set off and flew down.

King Jizo hurriedly set off to follow.