Fu Qingyun put down the scriptures introducing the Wheel Saint King, and said to Hu Mei'er: "In the past, the Wheel Saint King had many believers. Now there are signs that he will return. The situation on the other side of the seal is unknown, and we can't be sure how long it will take to go down and check. ”

Hu Meier's eyes lit up and said, "I understand." ”

The intelligence of the demon race is still weaker than that of the human race. But Hu Meier has the blessing of the Buddha's Heart Sutra, and has the wisdom of Buddhism, and slowly cultivates, and her mind gradually improves.

After Linglong returned, the girls went into the back room to dress up Hu Mei'er.

Xiang Xing and Xinjue happened to take advantage of this free time to look through some information about the Wheel Saint King.

Legend has it that the Wheel King was the greatest god in the Western Regions, and in his heyday, he and the Brahmin King ruled the Buddha Kingdom in the Western Regions. Later, the Wheel Saint King somehow fell into the Demon Path. The Brahmin King joined forces with the Buddhist Zen sect to seal it under the Buddha Light City.

These statements are scriptural records, and it is difficult to conclude whether they are accurate or not. Even the mind feels incomprehensible.

It stands to reason that the Dharma of the Wheel Saint King is unfathomable, and it is absolutely impossible for him to fall into the demonic path. Xin Jue himself is a fellow practitioner of Buddhism and Demons, and he knows the Demon Dao very well. The Dharma of the Wheel Wheel King is much higher than the current mind. Falling into the Devil's Path? The little monk didn't believe it.

During the full three hours of makeup, the two Brahmin kings appeared in front of Xiang Xing and Xinjue.

The two Brahmin kings not only look the same, but also have the same temperament.

"Heavenly Eye, Open!"

Xinjue smiled, but he didn't say a word.

"Tianyi God's eyes. ”

Xiang Xing also used supernatural powers. His gaze swept over the two Brahmin kings and exclaimed, "Amazing, amazing." I don't see the truth or not. ”

Xinjue put his hands together and said, "Mei'er's Dharma is getting more and more profound. Even the law of the demon clan can be strengthened. ”

The Brahmin king on the left took a step forward: "Mei'er, you just stay in the castle until we return." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Xin Jue grabbed the Brahmin king on his right hand and said softly, "Be careful yourself." Don't go out of the castle. ”

"Oh. Got it. You also have to be careful, if there is danger, run quickly. ”

It's been almost five or six years, and the relationship between the two is getting better and better. Xiang Xing was sincerely happy for them. The little monk is no longer the little monk he was when he was seen, he has also grown up. Hu Meier is becoming more and more like a good wife and mother, not only in terms of cultivation and Buddhist research, but also in life, she takes care of him in every detail.

"Alright, alright. The two of you are together every day, don't you get tired of it?"

Hu Meier and Xinjue blushed at the same time and lowered their heads. In the midst of laughter, Xiang Xing pushed the monk out of the study.

Still led by Linglong, there are no guards and servants walking around the castle for the time being, and when they enter the seal, the entire castle will return to its previous rules. It is difficult for outsiders to find out that the real Brahmin king has departed.

It's still in front of the gate underground. The mind parted the crowd and put his hands on the knockers.

"Everyone, be careful!"

"Wait!"

Linglong took out the four statues of the Buddha Gate Protector Vajra and placed them in the square position: "Okay!"

The mind pulled out hard, and a large amount of dust fell from the door. A thin crack in the door appeared. An extremely cold ghostly wind blew out of it. Xiang Xing shuddered involuntarily.

A ghost cry of "woo ......" was then heard.

The mind gave up opening the door for the time being. His hands were sealed with a demon seal and slapped on the door. At the same time, the four statues of the Dharma Protector Vajra emitted four rays of Buddha light.

The mind pulls the knocker again. This time, pull it away in one go.

Countless ghosts and ghosts rushed over, and the fastest one had just stepped past the door frame when a handprint formed by the divine light of the Dharma hit him.

After a puff of black smoke, the ghost vanished.

"Yin ghost of Jindan Realm?" Xiang Xing's Tianyi Divine Eye was always aware of any changes, and the moment that Yin Ghost disappeared, he learned of its cultivation.

"Amitabha! Could it be that there are two sides to the Buddha Light City?"

Linglong said: "Let's go in and talk about it!"

With the blessing of the Demon Seal, several people flashed in. Those ghosts and ghosts kept rushing out of the door, and the Buddha light on the statues of the four Dharma protectors was magnificent, and the phantoms of the four statues and others suddenly rose from the ground.

Nodding towards Linglong, the four phantoms closed the door at the same time. Then he turned around and stood in front of the door.

The door closed, and the ghosts inside suddenly quieted down, floating weakly in the air, not knowing where to go or where to come from.

It's a world of mysteries. The yin qi filled the eye as far as the eye could see, and countless yin ghosts floated around in these yin qi.

"It is recorded in the Annals of the Brahmin royal family...... Sister Yuyin, what's wrong with you?"

With Linglong's words, everyone looked towards Yuyin. I saw that her hair was full of black silk and turned silver-gray, her eyes were black, and her lips were red like blood.

"Yuyin?" Xiang Xing shook her shoulder.

"Oh, sir, no...... It's okay, the yin qi is too heavy, and it triggers the Ten Burial Ghost Sutras in my body. ”

Fu Qingyun took Yuyin's hand: "Little sister accompanies my sister." Tell my little sister if there's anything wrong. ”

"It's okay, Second Madam, in this place, I can only use this way. ”

The long silver gray hair represents the identity of the Yuyin Demon Dao. It will only be revealed when dealing with a strong enemy.

After making sure that Yuyin was fine, several people officially walked inside.

The thick yin qi blocked the line of sight and the viewing distance of the divine sense. Xiang Xing's Tianyi eyes could only see clearly within a hundred meters. Xinjue and Linglong can only see eighty meters clearly. And Fu Qingyun is stronger, with two hundred meters.

There are all unconscious ghosts around him, and they only know how to wander around. There are no entities either, and ghosts are constantly passing through their bodies.

"Amitabha, second brother must be careful, too much contact with the yin spirit will damage your essence. If it's serious, it will despermate and die. ”

Xinjue and Linglong have a strong Buddha will, and they are naturally not afraid of yin and evil. Fu Qingyun is the body of Zhou Tian's immortal, and it doesn't matter. Yuyin is even more of a demon cultivator, and those ghosts can be said to be the same kind as her. Only Xiang Xing, Qi Tianjing's cultivation was not enough to make him immune to yin evil.

"What kind of sperm is dying? This king is a pure yang bloodline, and King Kong is not bad. What is this yin qi?, Your Majesty, do you say yes......?"

Linglong was angry, but it was not easy to show it, so she just nodded slightly. Secretly said: Bastard, still raising eyebrows? Hmph, I want you to look good when I go out.

When he was in Kunlun Divine Palace, Xinjue knew the relationship between Xiang Xing and Linglong. The monk just kindly reminded him, but he didn't think about it, but it made His Majesty blush. After a light cough, he said no more.

I don't know how long I walked, Fu Qingyun said: "There is no yin evil in front of me." ”

"Oh, you're here, I'll take a look!"

Xinjue grabbed Xiang Xing, who was about to rush forward, and said, "Little monk, go." ”

"This king is very resistant, you can't die with two hits, you still have enough time to react. Let go. ”

To be honest, Xiang Xing is really not afraid of death. Ever since he had separated his soul into a grain of dust when he was in the Void Realm, he really wanted to die and be reborn again.

It has been mentioned in many of the Dharma practices that there is a great question between life and death, and going through all kinds of life and death is also the orthodox means of attaining the supreme path.

In just a few years, he had reached the Qi Heaven Realm that others might not be able to cultivate in hundreds or thousands of years. Longevity is in the realm of Tianqi, heaven and earth are immortal, and I am also immortal. If he wants to improve further, Xiang Xing thinks that there is no way to do it. Detachment is understood differently by everyone. What is detachment? Is it to get? or to let go? Is it heartless and heartless? Or is it a chic obsession to give up? Xiang Xing doesn't know.

It's been so smooth these years. Shun didn't need to think to get to where it is today. If you want to be detached, Dao Dao didn't agree, not even himself.

Therefore, Xiang Xing thought about life and death. His mother's death made him understand for the first time what death is. What do you do when death is in front of you? Give up "death" or "cling" to a higher goal?

There are too many questions, and it is difficult to make progress in cultivation. It's better to die and see it again.

A few people were lucky, and there was no danger on the outside of the shadows. Xiang Xing's idea of being beaten up also fell through.

Outside the gloomy atmosphere, there is a small village. In the dim sun, more than a dozen places in the village were burning at the same time. The heat of the flame spread to the body, making it very comfortable for those who had just come out of the cold land.

"Amitabha!

The sound of the heart was like a large aluminum, and the flames swayed at great speed.

Linglong whispered: "It burns human oil, and in terms of temperature, when it returns to the virtual realm, it will throw itself into the fire and become the fuel of the flame." ”

Xiang Xing immediately closed his breath and changed to an internal breath: "What is human oil?"

Yuyin said: "It is lamp oil refined from human fat." Bright and inextinguishable, neither bright nor dark, neither hot nor cold, the temperature is the same as the temperature on a person. However, the human oil here should be refined by monks, the temperature is higher, and the power is ...... The third lady said. ”

Xiang Xing asked, "Can it be destroyed?" ”