Let's talk about the god diving, that night like a lost stroll in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He, alone, walked slowly, with a faint murderous aura on his body, accompanied by a dignified dark wind.

His hair grew slowly, falling and scattered, and was of different colors, like a weeping willow, like a fluttering willow, like a silver serpent, like a flame, like a silver flower.

The monk's robe on his body slipped quietly and slipped down nowhere. His upper body is now naked, and there are vague inexplicable tattoos.

Along the way, some people looked sideways, some people dodged, some pointed fingers, and some people couldn't get used to it and wanted to stop him and teach him a lesson. But when they stepped forward to make a move, they found that he was like a dream, like a ghost, and in an instant he was already a few meters away.

This is the divine submersion that casts the mandala dharma realm. At first, Shen Qian wanted to kill the killer like the first time, but now he felt that killing these people with the Mandala Law Realm was simply defiling the Law Realm and defiling himself.

He just walked aimlessly, drifting. Suddenly, he saw a temple in the distance, and there were three big characters on the plaque at the main entrance, "Temple of Mercy and Grace".

This temple occupies a wide area, the building is magnificent, there is a lively situation around, and it is obviously very good. In this way, it should not be an ordinary temple.

Shen Qian stepped forward, saw that the gate was closed, and didn't mind, so he directly sacrificed the Mandala Dharma Realm and flew in.

At this moment, it is late at night, most of the monks in the temple have gone to bed, and the lights are dim. The god dives, relying on the mandala Dharma realm, is like entering a no-man's land.

In this temple, there are many halls and pavilions, and the gods sneak alone, one by one, and carefully look at the solemn Buddha statues on the walls, on the pillars, and on the main hall. They are solemn, looming, even a little hideous in the dark, but they are in the state of mind of God at this moment. Therefore, he watched very seriously, lingered, and even played during the day.

Suddenly, the god stopped. In a dark corner, he saw a statue of the Great Sun. This statue of the Great Sun is carved on the moss-covered wall somewhere, and there are still some twists and turns around it, symbolizing the brilliance of the Great Sun.

"Da Ri Rulai is the Dharma Realm Buddha-figure that he has cultivated, but he is so neglected here, just like himself at this moment。。。。。。 Shen Qian thought so. His body was gently leaning against the wall, his eyes staring at the Buddha statue in front of him, and the fingertips of his right index finger unconsciously shook and slid against the wall.

In front of the oblique slope is the Daxiong Treasure Hall. In the hall, the lamp in front of the Buddha is still lit, and through the crack in the door, it projects a glimmer of light. Shen Qian didn't step forward, he just leaned against the wall so far away. deliberately climbed over the wall to enter, but at the moment he leaned against the wall, unwilling to enter this Daxiong Treasure Palace.

The god stayed for a while, and was about to climb over the wall from here again. But suddenly, he saw a slender black shadow flying over his head and floating into the Daxiong Treasure Hall like a ghost. God moved in his heart, and the ghost sent the god to follow. As soon as he approached, he smelled the smell of incense and hurriedly sacrificed the mandala Dharma Realm. Then, when I came to the door, I looked in through the crack in the door, but I saw that the two monks on duty had been fascinated and fell to the ground, and the man in black was holding a storage bag in one hand and hurriedly grabbing the tribute on the incense table in front of the Buddha with the other, and threw it into the storage bag.

It turned out to be a thief! God watched quietly.

A moment later, the tribute on the incense table was swept away. The man in black, as soon as he put the storage bag on his waist, his figure flashed, and he didn't know what exercises he used, and he flew out of the crack in the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall again, but he almost hit Shenqian.

The two looked at each other and were about to speak. But suddenly, a Buddha horn sounded, and it fell on the ears of the two like thunder. Then, several monks flew in from all over the place and surrounded the god and the man in black. These monks, with a restrained breath, stood with their eyebrows low, but invisibly, they sealed all the ways of the two.

"The two donors, visiting late at night, don't know what the so-called?" one of the leaders asked, with low eyebrows, but he regarded Shenqian and the man in black as a group.

Shen Qian was about to open his mouth to explain, but the man in black grabbed Shen Qian's hand and said loudly, "If you don't leave now, when will you stay!"

Immediately, two monks flew over and stopped in front of them. The two monks, all like bronze casting, had a black iron rod in their hands, and with a slight shake, there was a burst of stick shadows, completely blocking the way of the two.

The man in black, out of nowhere, sacrificed a small green sword, snorted softly, and spat out a breath of essence at the golden sword. I saw that the golden sword instantly became larger, releasing a trace of green light, and the man in black pulled the dive, hid behind the green light, and rushed straight forward.

The two monks who stopped on the road roared, and the black iron rod in their hands turned into the shape of a dragon and tiger and stopped them. But as soon as it came into contact with the trace of green light, it was entangled by the green light, turning into its original form, and its power suddenly disappeared, and its speed became stagnant.

"Aoki Sword Order?!" said the leading monk who had spoken out to question earlier, stopping the rest of his companions who were about to step forward.

So, taking advantage of this moment, the man in black flew out of the temple with his divine dive.

In the capital, there was a ban on flying, and the man in black flew out of nearly 100 meters in one breath with a divine dive, and saw that there were no pursuers behind, so he hurriedly found a dark and remote place to land.

The man in black looked at Shen Qian for a few moments, and asked with a smile, "Are you a human or a demon?"

Shen Qian, thinking that he saw through the existence of demon blood in his body at a glance, hurriedly said, "The little monk is naturally a human." It's just that with the demon envoy entering Beijing, it was contaminated with some demonic energy. ”

"Oh?" The man in black didn't expect Shenqian to reveal his bottom on his own, and looked at Shenqian with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be a disciple of Buddhism." Then why did you sneak into the Temple of Mercy and Grace just now?"

The god dived, snorting, and didn't know how to answer.

At this time, a gorgeous carriage drove over quietly and stopped steadily in front of the man in black. The man in black got into the carriage and got into the carriage. Just as the carriage was slowly turning, the man in black suddenly opened the curtain slightly and said to Shen Qian, "Are you interested in going to drink two drinks together?"

Shenqian stood there, struggling for a moment, then nodded shyly, and then flew straight into the carriage, unceremoniously lifted the curtain, and bent down into the carriage.

In the carriage, a delicate face looked at Shenqian in surprise. Shen Qian, even more at a loss, he didn't expect that this man in black, after changing his outfit, turned out to be such a handsome young man, with crystal eyes and bright teeth, like a cardamom girl, dressed in a milky white brocade robe bordered by green silk, his long hair was slightly tied up with a hosta, and he was holding a handful of Taoist dust in his hand.

"Under Jiang Ziyu, I don't know what this master is called?" Jiang Ziyu waved the dust in his hand and asked with a subtle smile at God.

Shen Qian, only then did he react, stood there with his palms together and replied, "Little monk Shen Qian, I have seen the donor's brother Tai." ”

Jiang Ziyu couldn't help laughing, the monk in front of him seemed to be a little fake and interesting. He raised his hand slightly, "Master Shendive, please take a seat." ”

After Shen Qian sat down with a red face, Jiang Ziyu said again, "I made a bet with a few friends just now, but I lost, and I was forced to go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to steal tribute, but I didn't expect to meet Master Shen Qian. But I don't know that the master of Shendive, like me, sneaked into the temple, is it also a bet with a friend to be angry?"

Could it be that he made a bet with his friends to get angry? Shen subconsciously listened to this, and his heart remembered all the previous things, and his mood suddenly fell again.

Jiang Ziyu saw it in his eyes, laughed, acted like a hermit in the deep mountains, put down the dust in his hand, and patted Shenqian on the shoulder, "Meeting is fate, little brother, since you have something unfair, let's go to have a few drinks with my son for the time being, you must know that we brothers are all in the capital to fight grievances!"

In this way, Shenqian was abducted by this Jiang Ziyu and arrived at a quiet and spacious courtyard. The night was hazy, the courtyard was deep, and after seven twists and turns, the two came to a lake full of lotus flowers, along the carved fence and jade brickwork, and then came to the pavilion in the center of the lake.

In the pavilion, there were already several people, gathered around a table of wine, eating and drinking. When they saw Jiang Ziyu coming, they all stroked their palms and laughed, "Hurry up and take out the tribute from the Temple of Mercy and Grace!"

Jiang Ziyu angrily took out the tributes he had just stolen from the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Ci'en Temple and put them on the table one by one. As he put it away, someone over there laughed and said, "The tributes of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of this Temple of Mercy and Grace are all rare melons and fruits." For example, this phoenix-tailed pineapple is only found in the extremely hot area deep in the demon clan's territory. Unexpectedly, tonight, Brother Jiang worked tirelessly to steal it in front of the Buddha for us. ”

Jiang Ziyu pointed to Shenqian, "Don't talk nonsense, there are people in Buddhism here." Then he pointed at the man, "Hugh be proud! next time it will be your turn!"

"Haha! People in the Buddhist Sect?" Those people, after listening to what Jiang Ziyu said, looked at Shenqian, and all smiled, "The people in the Buddhist Sect you brought last time drank a lot of wine from us, and almost kidnapped Miss Qinqin!"

Somehow, God listened to their laughter like this, and instead of getting angry, he felt something real or funny. He stepped forward, clasped his palms together, and said, "The little monk has already drunk a lot of good wine in the Tianxiang Building of the Furong Garden, but I don't know how the wine is here. ”

As soon as he said this, the gazebo fell silent.

People who have been in the capital for a long time know that the Hibiscus Garden is the heaven and earth in the capital. The attic at the beginning of the day is one of the most upscale places in the Hibiscus Garden, not only can you enter it if you have money, but it is generally used for those who have a lot of background and background.

When Shenqian said this, even Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but look sideways.

Jiang Ziyu's origin and identity are also unusual, but if they are themselves, they are not qualified to book the Furong Garden Tianxiang Building.

After a few moments, someone was talking and laughing, and the god was ushered into the table. Then, everyone began to talk and laugh, and the ideas were staggered.

Shen Qian, after a while, was drunk.

"You drink slowly, a little drunk?" Jiang Ziyu, who was also full of alcohol, looked for an opportunity, laughed, and whispered beside Shenqian.

Shen Qian, squinting, looked at Jiang Ziyu, "My senior brother said that life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon." ”

"Then call your senior brother to come over another day, and we will drink while eating the tribute from the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Temple of Mercy and Grace. Jiang Ziyu laughed.

"My senior brother likes beautiful women to accompany wine, you don't have it here, he won't come. Shen Qian laughed.

。。。。。。

Wuxu flew out of the sea conch, and he vaguely heard the laughter of Shenqian. He is in the body of the submarine, and he has a hind hand.

But before he could savor it, he couldn't move himself, either physically or consciously. Because, the Heavenly Demon is in front of him, and there are five figures, which are rapidly condensing, all of them are Tongxuan Great Monks.

I don't know if it was because I went to Haiyinluo and sincerely converted to Guanyin Bodhisattva, or because I vaguely heard the laughter of Shenqian, and I was extremely calm, looking around with a smile, and seeing death as if I was home.

"Enlightenment!" Someone suddenly said, "Do you have a magic weapon of the Cave Heaven?"

"Yes. Wuxu replied slowly.

"What is the name of this magic weapon, and what is the use of it?" said one of them, sharply through the void.

"This magic weapon was given to the little monk by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the name is Haiyin Luo. As for the subtlety, the little monk can't know everything. ”

"Avalokiteshvara gave you?" a voice sounded, with an incomprehensible emotion.

Wuxu nodded, "That's true, how can the little monk say this? At the beginning, when the little monk was on Putuo Island in the world, when he visited the Guanyin Bodhisattva dojo, he was given this thing by the Bodhisattva's manifestation. ”

"What is this cave?" another person asked.

"Bodhisattva Dojo. Wu replied respectfully.

Suddenly, someone seemed to suck in the voice.

After a long time, the six realms of coercion were no longer there, and only the heavenly demon and a monk appeared in front of Wuxu.

The Heavenly Demon didn't speak, but it was the monk who clasped his palms together and said, "Poor monk Yanpin, is the Supreme Elder of the Lianhua Sect. ”

Wuxu immediately clasped his palms in return and asked respectfully, "The little monk has a lot of connections with the Lotus Flower Sect, if the elder has any questions, the little monk must know everything and say everything." ”

Wuxu thought that he was going to ask about Haiyin Conch, but he didn't know that he talked about Buddhist scriptures!

When he said the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, there are many things, word by word, and the Dharma is varied, and all sentient beings are suffering, and it is convenient for the Dharma to flow like clouds and water. Finally, the voice is dense, like a legal net, with compassion and tenderness.

Wuxu didn't bother to deal with such a mystery, he only cast spells, and escaped into the sea sound conch for a while, and flew out of the sea sound conch for a while.

Seeing this, Yanpin shook his head at the Heavenly Demon with a wry smile and disappeared.

The Heavenly Demon didn't have so many taboos, and said directly to Wuxu, "Outside the sky, there will be great changes, and we will change our appearance and gather in Shenjing to respond to this calamity." You have a magic weapon that you can avoid. But if you contribute it and use it for us, it will naturally benefit a lot. After a pause, Fu said solemnly, "If you don't cooperate, you will be an enemy of us, and even Master Yanpin will not be able to protect you." ”

The tone of the Heavenly Demon was extremely serious and serious, making Wu Xuan not feel an invisible killing intent, surging like a tide.

Wuxu was silent for a moment, and then looked up again, but saw that the Heavenly Demon was still in front of him, and he still had a solemn face, even with a little crazy killing intent!

Wuxu had no choice but to say, "Since there is fate, the little monk will naturally contribute at that time." ”

The Heavenly Demon nodded slowly, and before disappearing, he dropped his words, "I am already courteous to you like this, it is enough to show sincerity, you are so self-conscious, don't break your word!"

Wuxu listened to it in his heart, and couldn't help but be awe-struck, clasped his palms in salute, and said nothing more.

When the heavenly demon left, Wuxu looked around, the Buddha statue and Buddha beads were shattered to the ground, and the sea sound conch was lonely under the bed.

Wuxu ingested the sea sound conch with one hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and watched quietly.

At this point, Wuxu regretted it a little, he should have put the divine dive in the sea sound conch early, let him practice in the sea sound snail, and then come out after the foundation is stable. In that case, the divine dive will not be calculated by the heavenly demons, and if the divine diving is not calculated by the heavenly demons, his heart has changed, and he will not be so timid, and he will not even be able to escape. After all, his current control and use of Haiyin Conch is different from before.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation from the sea sound snail, which turned out to be a method of how to make the sea sound snail hide its breath and change its form. Wuxu, I couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in my heart, if I could do this, I would have some more means of maneuvering in front of those old monsters.

But this method is obviously only a paragraph, and after letting the enlightenment of the void be enlightened, it is quite unfinished.

"Perhaps, I still need to continue to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva as the Dharma Realm Buddha-figure, right?" Wu Xuan had a clear understanding in his heart, and silently said to himself, "Then go on!"

Wuxu put aside these thoughts, sacrificed the mandala dharma realm, and once again wholeheartedly visualized the Dharma realm deity, Avalokiteshvara. At this moment, Wuxu is in his own Dharma realm, with Guanyin Bodhisattva as the deity, and suddenly he feels that he is naturally close to the Haiyin snail, and there are many more indescribable connections. Then, according to the method he had just learned, Wuxu ordered the Dharma Realm deity to slowly make a handprint towards the Haiyin Conch outside the Dharma Realm. I saw that the sea conch continued to conceal its breath and transform into various things.

If the breath is hidden, it will be empty, even if there is a great monk who smashes the void with one palm, it cannot be found. If it is a changing form, it is not only lifelike, extremely hard, but also slightly driven, revealing a delicate Buddha light, and with the different forms and vaguely have many wonderful uses. For example, if you turn into a bowl or a wooden fish, you will have a protective enchantment, and if you turn into a lotus, a jade pendant, etc., you will have a trace of sandalwood fragrance, which will calm your mind。。。。。。

After contemplating and playing like this, Wuxu Fang stopped, turned the sea sound conch into a prayer wheel in his hand, and followed the means he had laid in the body of the divine subterranean to find it. Soon, he stood by the lake, through the blooming lotus flowers, looking at the pavilion in the middle of the lake from a distance, which was calling friends with everyone and calling him a brother.

Wuxu quietly looked at Shenqian, as if he saw himself, his young self.

The teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words.

As a young man, he is accustomed to reading the books of sages, but when he goes out, he encounters all worldly things.

Boy, a glass of wine, do whatever you want. How much nostalgia, how much parting, how much disappointment, how much hesitation, how much confusion。。。。。。

Wuxu didn't step forward again, quietly looking at these young people.

They come from different places, different classes, together, drinking, frolicking, completely by feeling and fate.

They despise authority, but they worship heroes.

They think of themselves as high-minded, but they like to be casually told by someone to make a pornographic joke.

They like to show off inadvertently, and they also like to pretend to be reckless heroes.

They have wine and meat, laugh and scold, have no taboos, ridicule everything in reality, and cling to the distress of reality.

And Shenqian, in it, laughed and scolded with them, pretending that he knew everything and had experienced everything.

Wuxu even read it from the eyes of the gods, because of the occasional vulgar or boring words of others, the trace of disdain and loneliness that forbearance. He thinks of himself as high, but he has to talk worldly things to others, otherwise he will lose his friends and face the difficult loneliness.

。。。。。。

Wuxu stood there quietly, watching all this, but his heart was surging.

The prayer wheel, no wind rotates, swinging layers of hazy Buddha light, not far away, just like yourself many years ago. All this, like reincarnation, has become my own demons.

Wuxu slowly lifted the prayer wheel, chanted the Buddha's name, tread water when encountering water, opened lotus when encountering lotus, and walked towards the pavilion in the heart of the lake, to dive into the Haiyin Luo Dojo.

I also gathered in the middle of the night to ask for the Bodhisattva of the Dharma Realm.

The boy was my inner demon, and the warp wheel turned like a storm.