"Who are you?"

Monks from the outer Tao are the most sensitive and taboo to the breath of Buddhist monks. Enlightening the void in a Dharma realm, the wryly smiling twin demons, black and white impermanence, almost at the same time opened his mouth and asked.

Wuxu sat cross-legged in the void, holding a golden sword in his left hand and a white lotus in his right hand, and slowly replied, "Amitabha, little monk Wuxu." There is a faint temple behind him, with yellow walls and green tiles, and above his head, there is a plaque at the main entrance of the temple, with the words "Guanzi" on it. It is the manifestation of the Dharma Realm of the Enlightenment Mandala.

"It turned out to be you!" The wry-smiling twin demons glanced at each other, and then said, "The six peaks of Lushan Mountain are open, master, why don't you go to the holy daughter of this sect, what are you wandering around in the world?"

Wuxu, raised his eyes, and glanced at the two of them, "If you wait for Zhao Tong to sit down, the little monk will spare your life today." “

The wryly smiling twin demons cried and laughed, "What a big breath, today my two brothers will meet you, a monk, to see if you are worthy of the favor of the holy daughter of this sect." “

The people in the Demon Cult are full of tricks. Although these two people said "we will meet", in fact, they cried and laughed, and they had already performed their magic skills and attacked towards enlightenment.

Cry because of suffering, laugh for pleasure. Bitter smiles belong to the seven emotions and six desires of people. This crying and laughing twin demons is cultivating the magic skill of great sorrow and great joy. Collect and imitate many sufferings and many joys in the world. All kinds of suffering are for great compassion, and all kinds of happiness are for great joy. When you cry, you will have all kinds of suffering in the world, and when you laugh, you will have all kinds of desires in the world, and you will seduce your mind.

Wuxu heard the sound of crying and laughter in his ears, so he said, "All living beings are suffering, and I cry for all living beings." The surrounding souls suddenly cried and poured to their right hands like a puddle of sludge. Then, Wuxu put his right hand in the sludge, flicked the white lotus, and ingested the surrounding unjust souls into the Dharma Realm. The Crying Demon, a stumbling one, seems to be eaten back, and spits blood from his mouth.

Wu Xufu said again, "The world is ignorant, and they are happy in suffering. The golden sword in his left hand flew up, divided into five, emitting a shining golden light, and slowly rotated around the laughing demon. The laughing demon's laughter stopped abruptly, and then it let out a loud scream, flew out of the golden sword light, and fled away with the weeping demon.

Wuxu cried with the soul of injustice, devoured the weeping demon, and broke the laughing demon with the five wisdom golden sword. Seeing the two fleeing, they did not chase after them, and slowly looked at the black and white impermanence.

The black and white impermanence, the mourning stick in his hand, struck towards Wuxu. Suddenly, countless unjust ghosts rushed towards Wuxu. These ghosts and ghosts refined by the weeping and mourning stick are no longer ownerless, they are all violent, and they want to turn a blind eye to the white lotus and golden sword in Wuxu's hands, and suicidally fly over to drown Wuxu.

Wuxu held the root seal of the Bodhisattva in his hand and said, "I only wish that the World-Honored One would not worry about the evil karma of sentient beings in the next life." After that, he recited the "Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra". Those unjust ghosts that had been refined suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then, gradually revealing a humanized expression, as if they had woken up and remembered their past and present lives. These awakened ghosts, bowing to Wuxu, turned around and flew towards the black and white impermanence.

The black and white impermanence glanced at each other, sneered, and raised the mourning sticks in their hands. But seeing the black and white mourning sticks, after colliding together, a portal faintly appeared in the void, as if hell was opened, constantly revealing all kinds of terrifying scenes, and there was a huge suction force to ingest those ghosts.

The ghosts, with their cries of terror, flew towards the black and white impermanence, as if they were about to fall into the infernal hell beneath the black mourning stick.

At this moment, Wuxu suddenly turned into three heads and six arms. On the left, the two hands knotted the root seal of the Bodhisattva Puxian, fixed those falling ghosts, and said, "The power of the wish is boundless, and the purity of all sentient beings"; on the right, the two hands knotted the root seal of the Bodhisattva Jizo, and said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell"; in the middle, the two hands knotted the lotus seal of the Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said, "Freely contemplating and contemplating at ease, as it comes, as it comes, as it sees, as it comes." ”

In the void, there are countless lotus flowers falling, and there are even countless celestial beings and asuras, and even the heavenly dragon yakshas, appearing. Those celestial asuras flew around behind Wuxu, and the Celestial Dragon Yaksha guarded in front of those ghosts, flying towards black and white impermanence.

The mourning stick in the hands of the black and white impermanence was broken and shattered inch by inch, and the terrifying area that was manifested immediately dissipated. The two of them were suddenly terrified, and they also had to learn to cry and laugh and fly away.

The three-headed and six-armed Wuxu, slightly rotating the right Jizo Bodhisattva in the middle, his hands changed, and he shot out the golden light, like a flame of extinction, like a shadow, attached to the black and white impermanence, and chanted loudly, "If you encounter a person who kills the living, it is said that the fate will be short-lived." ”

I saw the two ghost cultivators nicknamed Black and White Impermanence, their bodies burned to the ground, and the two divine senses were terrified, one towards the east and the other towards the west, flying away.

Wuxu recited loudly again, "There is a mountain in the east of Yan Futi, and it is called Tiewei. Its mountains are dark and dark, and there is no sun and moonlight. There is a great hell, and there is no inseparable. There is also hell, and the name is big. "Left and right hands, point towards the east and west.

I saw that the black and white impermanence of the divine consciousness stopped for a moment, and then flew upside down, coming towards enlightenment. Wuxu wanted to cultivate the divine consciousness of these two ghosts, ingest them into his own Dharma Realm, and completely refine them.

At this moment, in Xuancheng, a dragon soared, with a golden light in the sky, flew into the sky, and said to Wuxu, "Master Wuxu, you have to spare people and spare people." "It's that Aoji.

Wuxu had a very bad impression of this Ao Ji, not to mention that in the secret realm of the Star Sea in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, Ao Ji and his subordinates were hostile and difficult to him;

At this moment, Wuxu saw Ao Ji appear and obstructed himself from destroying the black and white impermanence, so he said in a deep voice, "These two people want to be unfavorable to the little monk. Fourth Prince, do you want to help?"

Ao Ji sneered, "These two are the guests of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. If the master is killed like this, then where is the face of the East China Sea Dragon Palace?"

Wuxu smiled, looked at the person who flew out with Ao Ji, and asked sideways, "Zhoushan Dinghai farewell, but for a few days, the snow and cold ice wine, the aftertaste seems to be still between the lips and teeth." But I don't want to, Daoyou is already in this bloody place. ”

Liang Xiaoru also smiled, "Liang was clumsy, I didn't expect Master Wuxu to play the world." It is not until today that I have seen the original style of the master. After a pause, Liang Xiaoru looked at the tense Ao Ji and Wuxu, and said, "Why don't you be a peacemaker below, and the matter will be revealed?"

"How do you uncover this?" Wuxu asked without sadness or joy.

Ao Ji, who was angry, was about to speak, but Liang Xiaoru preemptively said, "The master is a Buddhist monk, and these unjust souls are naturally tempered by the master." The six peaks of Lushan are opened, and the monks only compete for immortality. The grievances between us and the East China Sea Dragon Clan can still be resolved, and the master is a Buddhist monk, so he will naturally take care of it. After that, a jade pot appeared in his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "After the master crosses the sentient beings, drink another glass of snow and cold ice wine." “

Wuxu heard Liang Xiaoru's words, and he was still a three-headed and six-armed law, because just when Liang Xiaoru flew out, Wuxu sensed a killing thought against himself through the divine power of receiving a wish realized by the Fuxian Bodhisattva Dojo.

Wu Xuan thought in his heart, and passed this sense to Dorjee, who was secretly invisible, and then laughed, "That's very good!"

As soon as the words fell, the divine consciousness of the black and white impermanence ghost path monk was slashed by two white lights. It was the white bone sword that Wuxu sacrificed to do.

Ao Ji and Liang Xiaoru laughed loudly when they saw Wuxu, relaxed their vigilance, and when they saw two white lights, they suddenly appeared near the black and white impermanence consciousness, but it was too late to rescue, so they had to watch the two of them scatter and die.

Ao Ji and Liang Xiaoru looked at Wuxu angrily and were about to speak. A figure appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had fallen above Xuancheng, standing beside Ao Ji and Liang Xiao, it was Li Bingcheng.

Liang Xiaoru was secretly happy in his heart, and after he saw Wuxu appear in the sky, he immediately sent a message to his senior brother Li Bingcheng with the Sect Crane Spirit Talisman.

Li Bingcheng, originally in Hangzhou, was with the third prince Ao Wuxing, that is, Shen/Changqi. After receiving Liang Xiaoru's message from the crane spirit, he found a reason, left the palace, and then hurried over. Seeing that Wuxu was still there, Li Bingcheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Master Wuxu, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Wuxu saw that Li Bingcheng also hurried over, although his gestures were indescribably chic and elegant, but a pair of eyes never left him, as if he was looking at Tang monk's meat. Immediately, he held the root seal of the Bodhisattva and the magic power of silent luck. This Li Bingcheng actually has a murderous intention, and there is a trace of greed in the meantime, and he seems to be thinking about all his things.

At this moment, Duoji has already transformed all the ghosts and ghosts caused by Xuancheng's bloody battle last night, and through the fusion of the law realm, he also sensed Li Bingcheng's murderous intent and greed, so he said to Wuxu in the law realm, "These two people have a strange atmosphere, different from ordinary monks in the world, I am afraid they are masters from outside the world." There is also an East China Sea dragon clan next to it, and if you want to kill them, you have to lead these people to a secluded place. Otherwise, it will always be troublesome if it gets out afterwards. ”

Dorjee, with a sophisticated vision and a decisive decision to kill, had already guessed the approximate identities of Liang Xiaoru and Li Bingcheng before Wuxu pointed out the identities of these two people, and even decided to kill these two people in an instant according to the situation, and even included Ao Ji.

Wuxu, and then said to Li Bingcheng, Liang Xiaoru, and Ao Ji, "The little monk passed through Xuancheng this time, and only then did he appear when he saw the injustice covering the sun. Now, the soul of the dead has been exceeded, and the little monk still has important matters, so don't pass it over, there will be a period later. With that, he collected the three-headed and six-armed law phase and flew towards the west.

"Wait!" Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru immediately flew after him. Ao Ji, standing in the sky above Xuancheng, hesitated slightly, then sneered and followed.

Along the way, Wu Xuan didn't look back, but just stepped on the lotus cloud, pulling the aura of the Quartet, and went away at great speed. That Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru chased after each other, and at first they opened their mouths to greet Wuxu, asking Wuxu to stop and talk, and then they also kept silent and tried their best to intercept Wuxu.

Ao Ji was at the back, and saw the finished glyph of the three people in front of him, like a lightning flash, and where he passed, the aura was almost empty, so he showed his body, turned into a dragon shape, and cast the nine changes of the cloud dragon that only the dragon king's descendants could practice, and escaped forward through the clouds and mist.

That Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru, although their cultivation is one or two levels higher than Wuxu, but if Wuxu is like divine help, if there are blessings from the Buddhas, the two of them are trying their best to catch up, but they are still always separated by more than ten miles. After a stick of incense, Li Bingcheng looked at the golden light in the sky in front of him, and suddenly said urgently, "It's not good, he wants to flee to Jiuhua Mountain." “

Jiuhua Mountain, is the world's Tibetan Bodhisattva dojo, Wuxu is a Buddhist monk, if you escape to Jiuhua Mountain, it is a dragon into the sea, it is difficult to search, let alone capture it, and capture Xingyun Bamboo.

Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru, as if they were chased and killed by the five real monks of the East China Sea on the night before, each took a spiritual pill in pain, and their spiritual power and cultivation instantly skyrocketed by three percent, and they both shouted, and the spiritual power of their whole bodies was running rapidly, and a few breaths, almost teleported, flew in front of Wuxu.

Wuxu, who stopped, folded his palms and sighed, "Amitabha, two Taoist friends, why do you have to work so hard with each other? The two seem to be the guests of the East China Sea Dragon Clan now, the previous battle in the East China Sea, can they not be erased, or are they all counted on the head of the little monk?"

That's right

The Buddhist dojo understands the wonderful law, and the ghost realm in the world shows magical powers.

The wish is remembred, and the shadow sighs with the auspiciousness.