Incarnated as a fish, it was Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformational spells. Zhang Ruoyue and Wuxu naturally won't. As mentioned above, the two of them turned into fish and swam in the water, but in fact, they degraded their limbs and despised their intelligence, attached their divine consciousness to the night fish, and drifted with the tide and swam in the sea.

Wuxu was the first to do this, he sent the old woman and son to the small fishing boat, and then his consciousness poured out, and he threw himself into the sea, attached to the fish, swam in the sea, and laughed with the fish and shrimp. In fact, he couldn't bear to look at the picture of mother and son hugging and crying in the fishing boat. Time is always passing, just counting on my fingers, crossing to this point, at this moment, my mother is also 60 years old! This situation, this scene, how can the love be worthy! Wuxu had no choice but to go under the water and hide.

The sea was surging, and the Enlightenment Consciousness was attached to a small fish, swimming aimlessly. Surrounding fish and shrimp, and even a few water monsters. Wuxu slightly released a trace of divine consciousness and breath, and those water demons retreated in panic. Ordinary fish and shrimp didn't notice anything, they just regarded Wuxu as one of them, and sent out some faint friendly messages from time to time.

Zhang Ruoyue then attached her divine consciousness to a small fish, swimming around, and communicating towards her Enlightenment Divine Consciousness. Wuxu smiled wordlessly. Zhang Ruoyue, seeing that Wuxu had reined in his divine sense, was stunned by the fish and shrimp, and was like this, but secretly swam towards the fish of Wuxu.

Wuxu, at this moment, just wants to be a fish. His mind controlled the fish, swimming into the distance. The fish controlled by Zhang Ruoyue chased after it for a while, and suddenly its tail swung up, rolled up a wave, and swam away. In the vast sea, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, the two fish controlled, swim leisurely each other. Although he never left the vicinity of the old woman's small fishing boat, he was on the south, south, north, and west.

The night is deep, the water is invisible, and the east is white.

Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue stood on the top of the mountain on the island, quietly looking at the old woman and her son, and said goodbye at the bow of the boat after a long night.

Wuxu suddenly sighed, then turned to Zhang Ruoyue and said, "At this time, the rising sun rises in the east, the purple qi comes from the east, and the Ruoyue Fairy, according to what I said before, sacrifice the flower of the bright moon to help me take out the divine consciousness of my fellow Daoists from the nine-leaf green lotus lamp." ”

Zhang Ruoyue stared at Wuxu and asked suspiciously, "Last night, Master Wuxu, why was he so out of shape?"

Wuxu was stunned for a moment, and asked half-loudly, "Ruoyue Fairy, why do you say that?"

Zhang Ruoyue smiled slyly, "Last night, although the master turned into a fish and swam in the water, he was quite free and easy, but when Ruoyue missed her deceased father and sister, she always had a sense of sympathy. But I don't know, where is the master's hometown, where are his parents, and at what age did he leave home?"

Wuxu said secretly in his heart, "It's bad, but this little girl has seen a flaw." But he also replied with a smile, "Fairy Ruoyue, it's a joke." Ruoyue Fairy, since the time of the banquet in the city lord's mansion of Dinghai City, has fallen behind in his views on the demon clan, and he also has a lot of criticism for the little monk. Therefore, the little monk invited the fairy, the fallen limbs were clever, the fish and shrimp and the elk, the same thing, floating in the sea. This is precisely the meaning of the indistinguishable nature of Buddhism. ”

Zhang Ruoyue smiled and said nothing, and in the morning glow, she sacrificed the heart of the bright moon. Seeing this, Wuxu hurriedly took out the broken nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and concentrated on injecting the aura of Taoism and Buddhism. I saw that the wick flame rose, and the figures of Zhang Cuilu and others appeared. Under the control of Wuxu, the light of the Buddha lamp and the moonlight of Zhang Ruoyue's sacrifice blended together, showing brilliant colors under the rising sun.

An hour later, Zhang Ruoyue slowly withdrew Mingyue's heart, and said a little breathlessly, "The Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp, after all, is a treasure of the Six Desolation Gods and Demons Chaos Heaven Great Array, which is different from the ordinary. I'm afraid it will take some time. “

Wuxu nodded in a deep voice. Under his mistakes, he can now control one or two of the Nine Leaf Qinglian Lanterns, and naturally knows Zhang Ruoyue's intentions and the situation. The nine-leaf green lotus lampshade was shattered, and it seemed to be the true method of envoy this lamp, and it was also annihilated, and he only got the Dharma seal, but he never learned the mantra. As a Buddhist monk, he was embarrassed. If it is according to the Buddhist exercises, the Buddhist breath released can only drive the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, but it cannot release the divine consciousness of Zhang Cuilu and others from the wick. If he used the Qi of Silence in the Law Realm, it would add fuel to the fire, causing the wick to burn and the divine consciousness of Zhang Cuilu and the others to burn.

At present, only Wuxu sacrificed the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and then with the help of Zhang Ruoyue's bright moon light and her Dasui handprint, the divine consciousness of Zhang Cuilu and others was slowly ingested. However, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp is not an ordinary treasure of Buddhism, and Zhang Ruoyue is only a mortal cultivation realm. This is not so easy to implement.

Wuxu, although he nodded his head to show understanding, he was very anxious in his heart. He frowned, and paced at the top of Anji Mountain. You must know that every time the nine-leaf green lotus lamp is lit, the divine consciousness of Zhang Cuilu and the others will be assimilated a few points, and they really can't be so passive.

Zhang Ruoyue, seeing this, placed an enchantment ban to prevent anyone from rushing and disturbing him.

The sun rises in the east, illuminates all things, and then gradually sinks in the west. Wuxu, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, walked around in silence. Wuxu, thinking a lot.

Wuxu once thought about whether to put this nine-leaf green lotus lamp. Ingest the Mandala Silence Dharma Realm, completely refine it, and in the process of refining, take out the divine consciousness of Zhang Cuilu and others, and place it in the Vajra Courtyard of the Mandala Dharma Realm. But Wuxu immediately vetoed it. Their own Dharma Realm has been extinguished, if this is the case, and place their divine consciousness in the Vajra Courtyard of the Mandala Dharma Realm, then they can only refer to the "Secret Vajra Great Protector" that Lu Miaoying passed on to him. But in this way, Mo said that he violated the statue of no respect, and the original intention of destroying the Dharma Realm was that Zhang Cuilu and others also became his puppets.

Wuxu also thought about it, and when he deliberately suppressed the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, he would dye the divine consciousness of Zhang Cuilu and others with ghost qi and make them become ghost cultivators. Previously, in Dinghai City, Wu Xuan saw the dark shadow Shura ghost left by Wen Tianxiang from the black dragon, and he was happy in his heart, and asked Zhang Ruoyue to protect the Dharma next to him, and he took the liberty of giving it a try, which is because of this. But on the one hand, Wu Xuan couldn't grasp the extent and process of the battle between the Nine Leaves Green Lotus Lantern and the Shadow Shura Ghost Qi, and it was easy to be self-defeating;

Fellow Daoists, how to place it? This is not a trivial problem. Ladies and gentlemen, don't think it's a trivial matter, or laugh at it and be pedantic.

In the world, there is a saying, the so-called, "Dead friends, not dead poor people." In another book, Zhu Yuanzhang is written. Zhu Yuanzhang, according to historical records, after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, there were countless heroes, and it seems that he couldn't even think about "how to place Taoist friends".

But this is not the case for the protagonist of this novel, Wuxu.

The so-called monks are different from ordinary people, and naturally different from the Zhu Yuanzhang in history. In history, that Zhu Yuanzhang was a layman, focusing on the struggle between people. And the monk is beyond the struggle between people, according to Wuxu's point of view, it is also beyond the struggle between humans and demons, in fact, they are fighting with the heavens and the earth. The so-called, fighting with the sky, the fun is endless, and fighting with the earth, the fun is endless.

Buddhism has a cloud of "all beings are equal", a cloud of "all beings are suffering", and a cloud of "everyone has Buddha nature". According to this belief, purpose, method and truth, thanks to the guidance of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Wuxu, as a Buddhist monk, must cultivate a dojo for fellow practitioners. If not, what Buddha will Wuxu cultivate? If not, in Wuxu's view, he is really in the devil, and the more he cultivates, the more he cultivates, the farther he cultivates, and it will be like a leaning tower.

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When night fell, Wu Xuan buckled the beads and paced, but his heart became clearer and clearer.

At this moment, outside the enchantment prohibition laid by Zhang Ruoyue, several mountain patrol demon cultivators shouted in shock.

"Ghost hitting the wall?!"

"Oh, me too, obviously I kept walking forward, but after three or two clicks, I went back to the same place!"

"Shhh——, you newcomers don't know! The stone platform in front of you used to have a stone statue. “

"It's no secret. That stone statue, not from my East China Sea Dragon Palace, has already been demolished!"

"Hehe, you know a fart! That stone statue was originally erected according to the Buddhist monks, but it was actually used to suppress the unjust souls below!"

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These mountain patrol demon cultivators, chattering, but they reminded Wuxu of the fact that he had taught Buddhism to Zhang Cuilu at the beginning. Wuxu stretched out his hand and stopped Zhang Ruoyue's attack on these demon cultivators, then turned around and flew towards the cliff.

At the beginning, the reason why Wuxu preached Buddhism to Zhang Cuilu was because Zhang Cuilu followed herself into the cave at the bottom of Anji Mountain, ran into the tragic situation of the lady, and couldn't bear it. At this time, Wuxu wanted to revisit his hometown and arouse Zhang Cuilu's own thoughts.

It was pitch black, the yin wind gusted, Zhang Ruoyue chased after Wuxu, her body sank, and the breath of the dungeon blood prison became more and more intense, and the nine-leaf green lotus lamp in Wuxu's hand in front of her gradually lit up. Zhang Ruoyue, her left hand was about to be raised, and a burst of moonlight appeared, but she saw Zhang Cuilu's figure on the wick, which was enlarged a lot. Zhang Ruoyue, with her right hand raised, her five fingers knotted and followed the Dharma seal.

I saw that in the faint Buddha light, Zhang Cuilu's divine consciousness seemed to be very excited, and around the wick, it was twisting and expanding at the same time. Suddenly, she shook violently and flew out of the area shrouded in Buddha's light, emitting bursts of strange invisible sound waves, flying quickly, in the darkness, like a wounded bat. She flew faster and brighter, as if she was burning herself, burning the darkness.

Wuxu whispered the Buddha's name, and the nine-leaf green lotus lamp went out in an instant. The cave at the bottom of the mountain is back in darkness.

At the same time, Zhang Ruoyue sacrificed the heart of the bright moon, and the moon bloomed, illuminating this weird and gloomy cave. In the moonlight, Zhang Cuilu's divine body revealed a painful and confused expression. Wuxu, recited the Buddha's name again, stepped forward, and ingested it into the Tianyuan Temple in his Dharma Realm Dojo.

"Master Wuxu, what kind of demon method are you?" Zhang Ruoyue asked with a frown as she looked around at the gloomy cave where her anger was depressed.

Wu Xuan clasped his palms together and replied, "My Buddha is compassionate." Because seeing all living beings suffering is a great compassion that I can't endure in life. With this great compassion, manifest with the circumstances. As he spoke, with the breath of Buddhism, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp was re-lit, blending with the bright moon of Zhang Ruoyue, shining all over the place.

This sentence is recited with the roar of a lion in Buddhism. In that light, the consciousness of Lu Pingshan, Jiang Xiaochun and others seemed to be enlightened in the light, and they were swaying for a while.

Looking at this fluttering Buddha light, Wuxu silently recited the Diamond Sutra and the Heart Sutra, and couldn't help sighing. He faintly understood that if he wanted to take out everyone's divine consciousness from the wick, he was afraid that it would not be possible to rely on himself and Zhang Ruoyue to exert their strength outside, and I was afraid that they would have to be like Zhang Cuilu, and they would have to fly out of the Buddha's light by themselves.

Out of the cave, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue walked slowly to the bottom of a cliff. At this moment, the sun is shining, the sea is full of golden waves, Dinghai City is extremely visible, the smoke is swirling under the mountain, Zhang Ruoyue stood for a moment, suddenly pulled out the Nebula Bamboo Sword, and danced.

She began to dance very slowly, and her spiritual power was barely used, just like the ordinary sword dance in the world, flashing and moving, stabbing and sweeping and blocking straight, with a little jerky, a little fancy. Gradually, there seemed to be the sound of waves, and the cold light rose, and the majestic righteousness appeared. Later, she had changed back into her original daughter, flying, white clothes fluttering, sword light vertical and horizontal, and Haoran was full of righteousness.

"If you are uneven, you will sing, and you will take a photo with a sword. Treading the waves, the East China Sea. ”

In the cold light and sword shadow, Haoran righteousness, Zhang Ruoyue was like a fairy, it was difficult to see the true face, and the singing voice came slowly.

The sound of the waves is not heard, the sun is not visible overhead, the red flowers and green grass are all over the ground, and the stone stream mountain spring is sprinkled with rain. On the tall cliff, the gravel flew wildly, like the sun, moon and stars, with a faint light, rushing to the sea, flying high into the sky, scattered around.

A picture of a fairy dancing a sword, on the cliff wall, lifelike.

Wu Xuan stared at the four columns and five words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing below him, and asked in a deep voice, "Ruoyue Fairy, what kind of swordsmanship is this? “

Zhang Ruoyue held the Xingyun Bamboo Sword in her hand, standing proudly, "Kyushu Haoran Sword!" looked at Wuxu, and said, "If there is any injustice, before the stone carving on this mountain cliff, I sincerely recite it, I have my own sense, and I will walk with a sword." ”

Wu Xuan was about to answer, but suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with the nine-leaf green lotus lamp. Take it out and inject it into the spiritual power of the Buddha Gate At a glance, around the wick, the bodies of Cheng Song and Zhao Qiuhe's divine consciousness seemed to be fluttering, and it looked as if they were about to fly out.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Song and Zhao Qiuhe were so sensitive to the righteousness of this Confucian sect!

Wu Xuan thoughtfully, put away the nine-leaf green lotus lamp with his sleeves, and smiled at Zhang Ruoyue, "The three-foot bamboo sword dews the cold light, and the Kyushu Haoran Cliff is engraved." Myths and legends are amorous, and the fairy Ruoyue is fragrant. Throughout the ages, how many emperors and generals, talented and beautiful women, and how many immortals have attained the Tao and are immortal, but they are really not as good as Ruoyue fairies, this chivalrous bones are fragrant, and righteousness reflects the cliff!"

Zhang Ruoyue sneered and said in a rather disdainful tone, "If there is any injustice, burn incense and worship it silently." Master Wuxu, do you still have the ambition of the day?"

Wuxu, raised his head, looked at the fairy dancing sword picture on the tall cliff, the four columns and five words, smiled without saying a word, just raised his hand, stretched out his vajra finger, and went away.

There are a few more words in the lower left inscription of the cliff fairy dancing sword picture

If there is a fragrance as before, the bright moon will take a photo.

That's right

Lazy review in the wind and waves, the heart of the Buddha lamp is green and dewy.

Haoran Zhengqi Cliff took a photo, and compassion was the same as before.