In the verdant forest, on a clear lake, the head of the Buddha sits with low eyebrows, full of compassion.

Manjushri with a vajra angry face glared at the ghost Rulai with a faint smile not far away, and his majestic spiritual power was like a river boiling, fluctuating violently, and his body exuded unconcealed strong hostility.

Ghost Rulai clasped his fingers with his hands and hung down in front of him. looked at his master with a smile on his face, and his expression was indifferent.

"Are you here to retrieve your clone?"

The head of the Buddha looked at the ghost Rulai with a flat look in his eyes, and asked in a harmonious voice.

The old monk's eyes were peaceful, and there was no resentment or hatred for the former first disciple and today's outcast, as if he was just looking at an ordinary junior. The tone is also gentle and calm, like the old man and elder pulling the family routine.

The pale-faced thin monk nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, I came to disturb the peace of the master today, just to retrieve the clone that was left in the temple. ”

The head of the Buddha smiled and bowed his head. With a wave of his robe, the surface of the lake under him was torn like a silk silk from it, splitting to both sides, revealing the muddy ground at the bottom of the lake.

Manjushri glanced at the bottom of the lake, and his heart was shaken like thunder. The whole person froze on the spot, and he saw a young monk sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed at the bottom of the lake under the Buddha's head, with a face exactly the same as that of the ghost.

Under this great horror, Manjushri almost fell into the abyss of thousands of years of Dao Heart. He could never have imagined that this outcast of the Lotus Temple, the notorious Buddhist rebel ghost Rulai, would have a Dharma body hidden under the Buddha's head for 2,000 years.

"Buddha, this... What's going on?"

Under the turbulent waves in his heart, Manjushri even became a little incoherent in his tone. The fact that a Buddhist monk from the Earth Immortal Realm had come to such a performance shows the shock in his heart.

The other Liuchen at the bottom of the lake opened his eyes, slowly got up, flew out from the bottom of the lake, and landed on a huge lotus leaf next to the Buddha's head.

Two young monks with the same face, only some differences in temperament, looked at each other and smiled.

"Liuchen chose to take this unprecedented path of sheep's intestines, and it really allowed him to achieve the avenue and prove the heavens. It is truly an unprecedented feat. This is a method similar to the Dao Gate to behead three corpses, and only Liuchen can have such a whimsical idea. ”

The head of the Buddha smiled lightly and solved the doubts of Manjushri.

Ghost Rulai turned his face, looked at his best friend, and said with a smile: "Yes, I haven't told you before." I walked the path of cutting off the three corpses of the Daomen, cutting off all the obsessions of greed, hatred, and ignorance, and even cutting off the paranoia of the Dharma, and dividing my soul into two. Left a Dharma body in the Lotus Temple, continued to practice Buddhism, and walked the original path. And I myself am the one who understands what you think is the way of the devil. At that time, everyone objected to my idea, thinking that it was a great rebellion and a violation of Buddhism. But let me step on this single-plank bridge to cross the moat and achieve heaven and man. ”

When Manjushri heard what the ghost said, he was shocked for a while, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

In his cognition, Liuchen is a Buddhist rebel who has turned his back on Buddhism and embarked on the evil path. But he actually cut off his doppelganger and chose to walk on a path that can be called a path of no return to prove the avenue in his heart.

Manjushri Bodhisattva, who had been angry in the Lotus Temple for two thousand years, and had practiced closed-mouth meditation in the temple for a thousand years in order to find the ghost Rulai, suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

"You suddenly came here today to retrieve your clone, aren't you already sure to impact that realm?"

Ignoring Manjushri, who was still in great shock, the Buddha turned to the ghost and asked.

The ghost Rulai, who lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, nodded and did not speak.

Manjushri felt that the astonishment he was receiving today far exceeded that of thousands of years of practice. Originally, seeing Liuchen's doppelganger had shocked him enough, but even if he didn't forget it, when he heard the Buddha's question, his heart was even more turbulent.

"That realm"?

Liuchen is now one of the realm of heaven and man of the Five Emperors, which realm do you want to impact? Above heaven and man? What realm is that? Could it be that the realm of heaven and man is not the end, there is another cave heaven above heaven and man.

"Manjushri, you leave first, let me catch up with Liuchen. ”

The head of the Buddha whispered, and with a slight wave of his robe, he pushed Manjushri out of the small world of the cave.

Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was pushed out by the Buddha's head, gritted his teeth, and after a little perception of his divine sense, he stepped out and returned to his dojo. Zhuo Yuming, who was waiting for a high level of mental vigilance, was startled by the sudden appearance of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and he was almost cut off with a divine sword.

"Liuchen is at the head of the Buddha at this time, and the poor monk sends the Taoist friend to leave the Lotus Temple first. ”

Without waiting for Zhuo Yuming to ask, Manjushri immediately cast a secret method. Zhuo Yuming only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the scene around him changed suddenly, and then he looked at it again, and he was already at the foot of Miaoguang Mountain. Knowing that it was Manjushri who was afraid that he would be implicated by the ghost, he sent himself away with secret powers. Make up your mind at the moment, don't be entangled, get up and fly away.

Flying in the air, he took out the Flying Sword of Communication that the Sword Master had left for him, and told the Sword Master everything he had seen and heard in the Lotus Temple.

Although the summons of the flying sword was sent at this time, after the sword master received the summons, the dust had probably settled on the side of the Lotus Temple. Even if the Sword Master rushed here, it would be useless.

In fact, the last time they met, Zhuo Yuming was a little confused about the realm cultivation of the Buddha head.

His master, Qilian Mountain, is the peak realm of earth immortals, and there are not a few land immortals he has seen. But the Buddha's head gave him the feeling of being like a bottomless ocean, completely unfathomable, and the perception given to him did not look like an ordinary immortal at all. So he even vaguely guessed that the head of the Buddha might even be in the realm of heaven and man.

If the head of the Buddha has really been certified as a celestial man, and then with the help of the Lotus Temple's mountain protection array, perhaps the ghost may not be able to do whatever he wants.

After leaving Miaoguang Mountain, Zhuo Yuming slowly flew in the direction where Qiaotou Village was located.

Suddenly, a golden light lit up in front of him, and a thin figure appeared out of thin air.

Zhuo Yuming was like a great enemy in an instant, and the spiritual power of his whole body rose instantly.

Standing in front of Zhuo Yuming was a young monk with a pale face in a shabby monk's robe.

Oni Rulai clasped his hands together, and a string of one hundred and eight Bodhi prayer beads hung from his right wrist. And behind Ghost Rulai, there was a young monk with the same face as Ghost Rulai.

"Zhuo Daoyou, meet again. ”

Zhuo Yuming looked at the ghost Rulai, and then looked at the monk behind him with the same face as him, just nodded and did not say anything.

Ghost Rulai smiled and said in a harmonious voice: "Don't worry, fellow Daoists, the poor monk came here to tell you that maybe within a hundred years, the poor monk needs to retrieve the little Buddha heart in your sea of knowledge, but it will not hurt you at all." ”