Chongjue looked at him lightly.

I didn't want to listen to the scriptures before, but now I'm rushing to ask for it?

The smoke in the small incense burner stagnated, and the two were separated by a screen wall as thin as light gauze, and a lock of incense thread stopped between Chongjue's eyebrows, like a dense ink painting.

Chongjue didn't care about the "change of day" of the cold voice, and said lightly: "Hmm." ”

Su Hansheng bypassed the screen, walked to the opposite side of Chongjue, and sat down cross-legged across the small case.

Chongjue glanced at him.

Su Hansheng subconsciously withdrew his legs and sat meekly on his knees, pouting and complaining in his heart.

Like in his previous life, he always likes to find a child, and he has to kneel under the bed after kneeling in bed, and he has to kneel properly when he drinks tea.

Before, I didn't understand why the big devil had so many stinky problems, but now I understand.

This set of actions from sitting to kneeling seems to have been done countless times, and it is as skilled as flowing water, and Chongjue, who has not yet opened his mouth to correct it, plucked the hand of the Buddha beads.

Su Hansheng didn't realize that something was wrong, and said obediently: "Uncle, it's okay." ”

Chongjue moved the beads again, the stagnant smoke slowly flowed again, and took out a hand-copied Buddhist scripture and placed it on the small case.

“…… Let it be so, and subdue its heart. ”

The status of the World Venerable of Mount Meru is noble, and Rao is the head of the Wendao School Palace has no honor to listen to him talk about half of the Buddha's verses, let alone talk about the scriptures.

Chongjue just said the first verse slowly, but his thoughts drifted in the air in an instant, staring at Chongjue's pale thin lips who were lecturing, and the afterglow hurriedly swept over the tooth marks on his neck, and he didn't dare to stay at all.

Su Hansheng pretended to listen carefully to the scriptures on his face, but his thoughts flew in his heart.

I thought for a while: "I don't know why a vegetarian monk will grow so tall, he must be secretly eating meat behind his back." ”

The monk who broke the vows, heh.

After a while, I thought, "Why hasn't that tooth mark gone away?" But he deserves it, and those who bite people will always bite him. ”

After a moment of emptiness in his mind, the eyes of the cold sound fell on Chongjue's hand again.

Chongjue's body seems to be made of jade, and his slender white five fingers gently pluck the Bodhi Buddha beads, and the lines on the beads cross the fingertips, bringing out a kind of desire in the coldness. Hue.

Obviously, it looks like warm jade, but when you pinch someone's ankle or rub your waist, there will be a mark at once, and it won't disappear for half a day.

Hate to die.

Chongjue had just finished a short verse of the scripture and raised his eyes slightly to look at the cold sound.

The young man's face was full of obedience, and his amber eyes stared at the Buddhist scriptures, listening to them with relish, as if he had been taught a lot.

It seems that this child is just untaught, and his temperament is a little more indulgent, and with a little guidance, he must be a kind-hearted, gentle and thrifty gentleman.

Chongjue spoke again.

Su Hansheng stared at Chongjue's hand and thought, "...... Tsk, how can you talk about it again, and it doesn't stop? In his previous life, he only killed people, but now he has set off the Buddhist scriptures...... When the demon cultivator who will catch the trouble, how can he kill him? ”

The Buddhist scriptures are already obscure and difficult to understand, and Chongjue's tone is clear and clear, like a gurgling mountain spring, which makes people drowsy when they hear it.

Because of the phoenix's fear of light, the work and rest of the cold sound were reversed day and night, and his eyelids drooped after listening to it for a quarter of an hour, but he was afraid that he would be driven back by Chongjue to continue to suffer from the cold, so he had to hold on to his spirit.

Chongjue's thin lips moved lightly, and he moved a circle of Buddha beads.

Suddenly, there was a "bang".

The cold sound couldn't hold it at all, and he fell headlong into the small case, only the back of his head was exposed, and he fell asleep.

Chongjue: "............"

***

In the middle of the night, several rows of oars on both sides of the huge building boat rowed in the wind, passing through the clouds from the side of the bright moon.

The new students of the Wendao School Palace were already asleep, and only the companion Zhuang Lingxiu sat cross-legged beside the rudder of the building boat, closed his eyes and released his divine sense, and a long sword was placed horizontally on his knees, flashing with snow.

The "Wen" between the eyebrows has returned to the word dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and a few locks of long hair on the forehead are blown by the wind and flutter wildly.

Suddenly, "Boom! ”

The long sword on his knee instantly unsheathed three inches, and the snow turned into scarlet light, humming incessantly.

Zhuang Lingxiu opened his narrow eyes, and Huo Ran got up.

The Spirit Boat, Spirit Mustard, and Spirit Boat of the Three Realms are all monopolized by other countries year after year, and the roads in the air have Spirit Boats leading to all directions every twelve hours a day.

If the building ship of the school palace wants to pass, it must first report with other years, and determine the accurate time to fly, and if it is delayed for a while and a half, the spirit boat may collide.

Zhuang Lingxiu had confirmed before coming to Ying Xuzong that they were the only ones on the road to the Wendao Academy Palace tonight.

But now......

Thirty miles away, there were several spirit boats in all directions that surrounded the building ship in a huge circle, breaking through the clouds and mist with a momentum like a bamboo.

The comers are not good.

Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes sank, and with a sweep of his sword, he slammed open the windows of the third-story pavilion.

The "warmth" of the bundle of foreheads came out again, shouting "not warm".

Zhuang Lingxiu turned a deaf ear and said in a low voice: "Inform the deputy head of the Academy that the building boat has been attacked." ”

As soon as the words fell, the jade plaque on his waist flashed with red light, and then a spiritual power turned into a black magpie, like a falling meteor flying down the beacon tower under the sky with a rapid momentum.

Ordinary students in the school palace often use jade cards to communicate, as long as the black magpie with spiritual power falls to the beacon tower of the states of the Three Realms, they can receive the summons in an instant.

The red-headed black magpie of Ke Zhuang Spiritual Cultivation had just passed through a thick layer of clouds and was about to fall into the beacon tower below, when a cold light crashed away.

The black magpie screamed and suddenly exploded.

Zhuang Lingxiu noticed that the sound transmission black magpie was intercepted, and his expression sank suddenly.

Several escorts on the third floor scolded and scolded while wearing clothes and went down from the window to resist the wind, and they arrived at Zhuang Lingxiu's side in an instant.

"What's going on?"

"Damn, I was just dreaming of being a first-class teacher, and the deputy head of the academy praised me in public as a genius! Do you know how rare it is for the deputy head of the court to praise people?! ”

"Another enemy attack? A few days ago, it was a bird that hit the ship, and what is it today? ”

Zhuang Lingxiu's expression was solemn: "I'm afraid something is wrong." ”

The birds couldn't break the barrier on the ship, but this time it was a monk who didn't know the details.

Dozens of spirit boats came in the air, and the building ships were extravagant but cumbersome, and the speed was incomparable, even if there were countless defensive arrays engraved with them......

Just thinking of this, the bottom of the building ship exploded, and the huge building ship shook violently and tilted!

Zhuang Lingxiu was terrifying.

The Yuan Infant Divine Consciousness failed to find anyone approaching?!

In the spirit mustard on the top floor, the cold sound of sleeping was shaken by the shaking of the building boat, and he fell to the ground in a daze-fortunately, it was a futon on the side, and it was not bumped.

Lou Chuan was tilting crookedly, sleepy eyes got up, but he felt a little heavy on his shoulders, and when he turned his head, he saw that he was covered with a lotus-patterned robe at some point.

The cold breath of the linden flower enveloped and surrounded him, like an embrace.

Su Hansheng swept around in confusion.

Chongjue stood beside the Lingjiao window lattice, the carved wooden window was wide open, he was holding the Buddha beads, and looked down with his eyes slightly lowered.

The boat happened to pass through a thick cloud, and the silver-white moon poured down, like an ethereal mist on Chongjue's body.

The immortals ascended, but that's it.

When he heard the movement of the battle outside, he knew that the enemy attack was coming.

However, with Chongjue here, he was not worried, and was about to walk over staggeringly.

At this time, the building boat seemed to hit the top of the mountain, and it staggered for a while, and the entire Lingjiao tilted forward to the untenable steep slope, and the Bogu frame, screen, and small futon in the room all fell in the same direction.

With a cry of surprise, his unshoed feet slammed into small steps, and he sprinted forward a dozen steps uncontrollably due to the gravity of the dumping.

With a "bang", he hit his head on the wooden wall by the window lattice.

Chongjue: "............"

The tip of his forehead and nose were red, and he couldn't help but gasp, and when he caught a glimpse of Chongjue who was immobile like a mountain on the side, he glared at him angrily...... A glance at the calf.

I don't know how to help?!

The whole building shook the mountains and shook back and forth, but Chongjue stood there like a rock, unaffected in the slightest.

He muffled his voice as he climbed to the edge of the window lattice and struggled to stabilize his body, poking his head out to look down.

Sure enough, it was an enemy attack.

A few days ago, the birds collided with the boat and were blocked by the enchantment, but now the people behind them are all burning, and they have made more than a dozen extremely fast spirit boats sail for dozens of miles, banging into the building boat from all directions, and even the Jin Dan of the monk on the spirit boat blew himself up.

A crack had been broken through the barrier of several layers of the ship, and several people dressed in black came against the wind.

…… It turned out that they were all in their infancy.

The rockery waterfall on the first layer of Lingjiao has been knocked away, the broken spirit boats on the deck have exploded one after another, and the wooden building ship has burned with fragments of flames.

The companion is fighting against the invading ones.

The newly enrolled students were shivering and huddled together, protected by the last line of defense.

Su Hansheng frowned.

Six, seven, eight......

Ten yuan in infancy?

Zhuang Lingxiu, who was also a Yuanying cultivator in his previous life, was able to save so many students from these crazy people?

The incense burner that rolled down to his feet was still burning, the incense thread moved lightly, like the smoke and mist after the rain, Chongjue's eyebrows and eyes were cold, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and the Buddha beads in his hand were much faster than usual.

There was a mess down there, but he just looked down.

Su Hansheng rubbed his forehead, his thick eyelashes were moist, and seeing that Chongjue didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Don't you save the people?

No matter what the young man's voice says, it is childish, and the clearer it is, the better it sounds, but at this time, the cold voice deliberately lowered his voice, and learned to be calm and cold, and spoke lightly.

"All ways are impermanent, and the law ...... The law is false.

“…… But a few demon cultivators, my uncle will definitely be able to surpass it with one palm. ”

Chongjue: "............"