In the calm sea, there is an island for the hundred-faced island, about 100 miles long, dozens of miles wide, the floating islands of different sizes are tightly linked around like chains, the white sail boat flutters, and the big boat sets sail.

Left and right, up and down, fifty or sixty sacrificial formations operated, and the old man sitting on it was silent, carefully studying the fallen stone pillars, and the dragon and phoenix Zhaolin were printed on the stone pillars, and he said: "The mountain and sea magic array is three, the lower middle and the upper one. The next can be sealed one by one, draining and cutting off the water, covering a hundred kills, the sand grains become a river, and a forest is continuous; The top is flash, and countless monks flashed out, and the war was approaching, so they were used to teleport. ”

The white-feathered bird spreads its wings and flies proudly, and the woman smiles with a white face, holding a jade flute to play to pass the time, attracting a kind of anxious man to look at and sigh.

One side of the wooden handle folding fan is slightly open, sitting on it eight white-clothed Taoists, the sleeves are patting the wind, raising the mouth and yawning, the body is lazy and lazy, what is the dream of visiting again, stay here for a few months, motionless, meditation is also boring, it is not as good as the life of Zhufeng, you must know that the beauty has seen it all over, scratches the itch in the heart, swallows two roast chickens, and the next bowl of white rice, although it is not of much use, but it is hearty!

The responsibility is great, and no matter how tired you are, you can't slack off.

The white-robed man held a rotten elm sword, which was blessed with a small formation of 'Tonglian One Bunch', and placed it on their sweaty backs, burning them with a hundred times more energy, and nodded with interest: "After returning to the peak, you owe me three bottles of green wheat soju, a bowl of peanuts, two roast chickens, and a bowl of 100 rice." Remember to send it. ”

"Whatever you say is what you say. The white-robed man had a serious face, they were private to be good friends, there was a smile sitting in the flowers and plants with his arm and fist, you punched you, you took a sip, you punched, the wine was not enough to tear the stomach, so the wine was so torn stomach, so he stole the ronin who hid the wine, he was full of wine, easy to recognize, if it was easy to say, take it at will, if it was a bad attitude, say a million good words, what a bewitching woman to send you, mortal green bamboo wine, hehe, believe you a ghost, and don't give it if you fall.

But with them, one of them took a sip of wine, and the two of them punched, and they were drunk.

Nowadays, let's laugh at the people and things in your dreams!

When the sky was dark, a glance in the distance, a wooden building flew in, and several people were speechless, full of admiration.

"The Mad King is here. The white-robed man with the rotten elm sword in his hand said cautiously.

After the old madman fell, he put away the Zilou, his eyes were calm, and he was on the magic circle when he spoke, and I went away alone, and the white-robed man hesitated and couldn't chew, as if he was choked by these words.

Open the formation, the high-grade yang stone is shattered, not to mention more than a hundred, but also seventy or eighty, I don't dare to feel distressed, and I refused: "Crazy Jun think twice, the formation is difficult to open once in decades, in order to lead the army of Zhufeng down, this makes me a little difficult to say." ”

The old madman was silent, threw out a handful of yang stones from his sleeve, which were mixed with defective products, and frowned: "In just one month, the Zhufeng monks will definitely come down in large numbers, and you will naturally repay it at that time." ”

The white-robed man nodded and didn't dare to stop, in the eyes of many monks, opening the magic array, like a butterfly spreading its wings, where there is a white mang has passed, a blank, the hard stone deeply embedded in it rises into qi, the whirring wind blows down, the dragon and phoenix become auspicious, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, rushing into the formation, and dissipating with the old madman, such as waiting for wonderful things, it can be regarded as admiring the cultivators, they have not seen the opening of the superior formation when they come here.

There are four or five bad words in a hundred years.

If it's good, twice is more.

The place where the old madman disappeared was the blood-stained demon island, the remnants of the broken wall, the human body was rotten, causing a moment of smoke and rain to fall, crying and desolate, so that when he came into the air, the cold light in his eyes reached the extreme, like a hundred zhang of cold ice piercing into the flesh, he searched while patrolling, and there was no life without a demon life.

Li Shuishan woke up on an island of weeds, there were large scorched holes in his robe, and it took a lot of effort to pop the bubbles, and after coming out, he was panting, and there were many monsters with small stone hands who opened their eyes wide, cautiously approached him, and opened their mouths to talk, until it rained in the sky, and they hid from the rain, leaving the boy lying on the ground.

The rain is heavy and the sky is white.

Insects chirping, wet loose mud.

Those little hand monsters are here again, holding a lotus leaf on their heads, very hard, quietly looking at an elegant look, but there is a feeling of a child.

They dropped a green lotus leaf the size of a wooden basin, pointed it, laughed like a human being, and then ran away with their round buttocks, not forgetting to find a clean place to step on.

Li Shuishan got up, put the lotus leaf on his head, stepped into a wide and huge tree, happened to see them hiding together, crossed their heads, rubbed their bellies and burped, chirped and said, chirped and slept, and playfully sent a big earthworm, spitting wet mud, the meaning was obvious, and the stomach was down.

Huang Yu's bookmark flew out of his sleeve and landed on the palm of his hand, complaining: "Do you know that I almost fell apart? That old man's cultivation is really strong, just like my master's three successes, but not as strong as your master's strength, my mood to play is gone." Save your life, count my life, it's very dangerous to stay with you!"

Li Shuishan didn't want to cause trouble, but sighed helplessly, Huang Yu bookmarked and wandered for a while, and hurriedly said: "This place, if it looks like Dongxia Island, I heard the master talk before, there is a loose cultivator woman here who lives and raises a group of stone demons, because the childlike innocence has not let them degenerate into short-handed fat bodies, famous fat babies, and they have missed their youth. Remember, there is a lotus leaf pond, go and take a look. If you have something good, you can take it with you. ”

Huang Decay bookmarks are like flying arrows like grass, the fat babies are sighing, more like people, running to drag Li Shuishan's legs and feet, guiding him to go, there is a grass mountain here, the grass temple on the mountain is messy, dilapidated, the wooden monument is scattered, the cracked stone surface seems to be kicked out, the footprints are deep concave, the white bird Sining, get open a layer of tobacco, expose a few acres of fertile land, the green seedlings in it are just right, almost mature to be harvested.

In front of the seedling ridge, the wooden sign inserted is tilted down, one acre is clearly ordered, the second acre is in the distance, the rice planted is different, there are some good seeds extracted from the grass, mixed with some clever guidance of the technique, the grain created, there is a wooden house in front of these acres of fields, the tables and chairs are neat, there is a yellow white book, the paper is shallow, turn it over, only to know that it is used to record the status of rice growth.

From the first page of the early morning to the evening record, the font is a little naïve, like a child's beginner, ten pages later, from growth to maturity, the last fifty pages, from the appearance of a problem to the lesion and death, to tell some truths, if prosperous, white water rest, the degree of water can not be overflowed rice seedlings where? Insecticidal loosening soil, earthworms, birds and beasts, little by little, very patient. It is not difficult to imagine that the previous woman must have had enough stamina, which caused the sadness of the fat baby to chirp and pointed to the distance, where there was a willow tree, and there were small yellow wooden signs hanging on the willow tree, which wrote thoughts, feelings, stays, bitterness, weakness, slander, sadness, etc., and no one complained about the mood

Say, a willow tree gives feelings.

The sky is dark, the heavy rain that was supposed to rest for a while has fallen, hiding from the rain into the broken temple, there is a faceless statue in the temple, big ears, meat hands, wearing a loose yellow robe, holding a thin willow in the left hand, holding a yellow wooden card in the right hand, but the anger is that the table of worship food is broken, there are mice and other pests to swallow, see a figure stepping into the hurried escape, the yellow decay bookmark has already arrived, in a trance, throw out a sentence, "Tibetan Sheng, do you know who this enshrined Buddha is?"

Li Shuishan was ashamed and said: "I don't know. ”

Huang Yu bookmarked: "The master also told me that people have three emotions and six desires, people have joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, if all the mortal causes and conditions of life are cut off and become ruthless people, then they can be the Tao, leaving only one ear to hear thousands of things, and the ears of the wind go along the water, through the years, through the stars, this is an ear Buddha." This humanity can be called a mountain that cuts off all the springs, leaving a vein, and is extremely cruel. ”

"This casual cultivator wants to become a faceless cultivator, but her mood is unstable and she can't cut off her fate. This is also fate. ”

Hearing the fate, Li Shuishan frowned, then found a cushion to sit down, respectfully closed his eyes, and after a few breaths, he opened his eyes and said: "Buddhism is also the way, there are many people who seek the way, there are pay and gain, and one ear must be stronger than those of us who are complete." ”

Huang Yu bookmarked: "If you only want a mountain, of course you can do it." ”

"But eight out of ten of the seven emotions and six desires can't be done, the monk's mortal fate restricts life like a broken chess, and when it falls, it is bound, so some monks will be completely cut off, but some monks have been reincarnated and confused in the mortal dust, because they see their own hope, but they can't see the result for a long time. And you, as a person of destiny, enter the mortal dust to compete with other people of destiny for luck, there are many opportunities and wonders, and you will become an immortal. ”

Li Shuishan shook his head and said meaningfully: "Immortal, there are so many rumors, how many people have arrived?"

"There was no one in my sight. ”

"But if you are born to cultivate, why don't you fight for immortals?" Huang Yu asked rhetorically.

Li Shuishan's eyes trembled, exhaled, and said: "I have heard a lot of things, but I don't like fate to pollute me, I will do whatever I want." Mortal dust, when I have cultivated and become promising, I will go, there are still people I have not seen, and there are still wishes. ”

Huang Yu bookmark lay comfortably on the table, and said: "Your cultivation is too weak, no matter how strong your master is, he can't bless you all the time, if you want to have some life-saving books in the mountains and seas, demons and hearts, it is not difficult for people with destiny to pass the condensation realm, but the mood is a test of the heart, do you have roots?"

Li Shuishan shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

In the rainy gray weather, sleepless, sitting in front of the dilapidated door, looking at the countless lotus leaves in the small pond, the water droplets swayed left and right, swinging, the cooing frog cry is bitter like lovesickness, the birds chirping, the fat baby sits next to the threshold, leaning on the fat body on the side, hugging his thighs, yawning, chirping, shaking his head for a while, smiling and cute.

Spiders climb and weave webs, rats poke into the small holes to look at and smell, the stomach is flat! Stealing food cautiously, timid mood, like ordinary people's homes, in the broken temple, it is rare to have a leisurely view, dripping drops, rain slips from the eaves, and the leaky broken temple has now become a sustenance.

"After a dusk rain, there is a clear sky, and I am afraid that I will not see it here. ”

"It's another rain of smoke. ”