There are still two days left, and the rumored cloud mirage secret city in the rivers and lakes is about to begin. On Qiankun Island, as far as the eye can see, monks are like dogs, abounding and bustling. Some people knew that they had no hope of getting a token to enter the secret market because they had no way to drill the camp, so they simply took this opportunity to set up a stall, which was a preemptive and worthwhile.

This monk is actually a human being, not to mention that for a long time, the road to heaven has been cut off, and the monk civilization has declined somewhat. As soon as these stalls were put out one after another, Qiankun Island suddenly became noisy and crowded. Of course, if it is noisy and crowded, it is also in the eyes of those seniors. It's not something that ordinary people like the author can speculate. We are so vulgar that we are accustomed to the big bus like canned sardines, and after a long time, I don't feel noisy and crowded, but I feel appropriate, especially in the hot summer; But these are the feelings of ordinary people, one word, vulgar, and another word, low.

Those real seniors feel congested and noisy when they see a figure in front of them. Some people say that this is the exclusive channel for VIPs. Wrong! Big mistake! Those predecessors and masters, not only have to see no one in their eyes, but only to feel that they are quiet and elegant, that is, they can't even have a breath, not even a trace of taste, this is a feeling, an indescribable but real feeling.

said that Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe woke up again, only to find that the injuries on their bodies were no longer serious. Needless to say, it must be the weird green robe that helps. The two bowed to the air, which was a gesture of gratitude. Afterwards, the two of them meditated for several hours to recuperate, and when they saw the sun above their heads, as if they were drunk, red and sinking towards the west, the two of them got up in a hurry and hurried towards the densely populated place.

I walked for dozens of miles, but I saw that a stall night market opened early and was prosperous and lively. Groups of monks can be seen everywhere, wandering about, but they behave very elegantly, and speak in a low voice. Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, seeing this situation, couldn't help but gasp for breath, straighten their clothes, and slow down.

The two of them, by the light of the stars, followed the quiet flow of people, along the many stalls competing for beauty, passed in turn, occasionally stopped, stepped forward to ask, but turned away, but they were very shy. That extinguished the hatred, in the Jiming Temple, in front of many disciples in the sect, turned their hands into clouds, covered their hands for rain, casually framed the two, conspired to collude with the East China Sea demons, for a time, the former same door became enemies, swords and soldiers faced each other, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe fought to the death, and fortunately a few confidants and henchmen rescued each other with death, so it was not easy to escape to Qixia Temple, life and death, in a hurry, no less than a clean house.

This scene, not to mention monks, is an ordinary man, and he can see through it at a glance. What's more, in the eyes of those who have a heart!

When Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe experienced countless blank eyes and countless silent indifference, they stood in front of an inn, hesitating, hesitating, and wandering. Not long after going to Lushan, they have experienced many robberies, and the two have already known that with the cultivation of the two, if they sleep at will, they are afraid that tomorrow there will be two more unjust ghosts in the sea of clouds in Lushan.

At this time, a small guy rushed out of the inn, came to the two of them in three or two steps, and asked with a smile, "Two guest officers, but do you want to stay in the hotel?" Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe glanced at each other and couldn't help asking, "I want to stay here for one night, I don't know, one room, how to count?"

The little second glanced at Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, and said, "The two must be people from Buddhism, and several people are so fateful, one room and one night's fee will be charged for a Luo Han fruit from Lushan Lotus Law Peak." ”

Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe were stunned: It sounds, it sounds so lofty! But ****** when I was in Lushan Lotus Peak, why didn't I hear that there was any Luo Han Guo so precious?

The little guy, seeing that the two of them were stagnant, although there was no sadness or joy, but they clearly showed a trace of poverty, and then raised their heads, their nostrils turned to the sky, and they never spoke again.

This Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, after getting off Lushan, after defecting to Yingtianfu, served in the army many times, and when they saw that a small guy was so behaved, they couldn't help but open their eyes angrily, their eyebrows were like knives, and a murderous aura spread. The little guy was startled, took a step back, pointed to the plaque of his own inn on his head with one hand, and scolded, "Where did you come from the blind stream of scattered cultivation?

This scolding, there was no aura, Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe listened to it, but they couldn't help but suddenly lose their momentum, looked up at the aura of the compelling, golden plaque, the whole person withered, half-opened mouth, but there was no word.

After a few moments, the two turned and walked away.

At this moment, a young monk suddenly jumped out of the shadows, stood in front of Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, pointed to the four words "Dragon Gate Inn" with a compelling aura and golden light, and looked at the arrogant little guy angrily, and scolded, "Dog fights human power!"

At this moment, Wuxu, who was sitting in the guest room, suddenly received a divine consciousness transmission from the incarnation of the Basipa Dharma Realm and the Baoyin Master next door, "Wuxu, there is a disciple of my Buddhism outside the store, and he is in danger of being wicked. Startled, he got up and flew out.

High in the night sky, Wu Xuan hid his body breath, and then he was shocked again, recognizing Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, and at the same time, he also saw the scene of the young monk standing in front of Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, scolding the little guy angrily.

Outside this Dragon Gate Inn, it was already full of monks. These people are all watching the fun. These people, seeing that the young monk, was upright and high-spirited, his fingers were like swords, and the sword pointed at the Longmen Inn, and his voice was like thunder, and he couldn't help but lift his spirits, and secretly said, there is a good show to watch! Unexpectedly, when the little guy's face turned pale and retreated again and again, the young monk with his eyebrows raised and his sword out of the sheath seemed to be frozen there.

A Buddha horn sounded, and the night sky was silent in an instant. Wu Xuan slowly appeared, his hands were not folded, separated and spread evenly, quietly staring at Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe.

"Wuxu!" An earth-shattering cry sounded, and Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe burst into tears.

Wuxu couldn't help but fly down in a hurry, supporting the two of them, only to feel that his left and right hands were tightly grasped by Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, shaking vigorously, sighing inexplicably in his heart, and was about to comfort them with gentle words, but he heard these two crying.

"Senior Brother Chen, his death is unknown. ”

"Destroy his hatred and disregard for his fellow disciples, and frame us and others for apostasy. ”

"Senior Brother Wang Chuanfa died tragically in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Jiming Temple. ”......

Tears flowed, like crying and complaining.

Wuxu remembered the endless apricot blossoms he saw in the early morning, flying all over the sky, and suddenly turned into skulls, letting Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe hold their hands tightly, shaking themselves so that they staggered, as if they were going crazy and swinging.

"Wu Xu? is the Wu Xuan who was previously beaten into the Prison Demon Peak by Master Ba Si Pa and Master Yuan Fa. ”

"Shhhh ”

"It is said that he is now the only descendant of the Lushan Hualien Miaofa Sect, and according to the fate law, he presides over the affairs of the lotus law peak. ”

Some of the onlookers retreated.

At this time, Wuxu had already learned the general situation from the intermittent words of Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, and thought of Liu Bowen coming with a wooden coffin a few days ago, and Guo Min's injury in the wooden coffin that killed his own Dharma Realm and Silence Breath, and remembered that he flew to the sky above Jiming Temple that day and Shi Hai practiced miraculous skills, and thought that day because of his own proposal, Hualien Miao Fazong held a sect ceremony in Jiming Temple......

What else do you not understand?

According to rumors, when the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea invaded the Central Plains Continent, many monks from the Outer Heaven were ordered to go down to Lushan, and Liu Bowen and Guo Min arrived at Yingtianfu in Haoran Peak, and at the night banquet where Zhu Yuanzhang received the wind and washed the dust on the Qinhuai River, Guo Min first ridiculed the White Lotus Sect, and then fought again, knocking Shihai into the water, spitting blood and fleeing......

On that day, Shi Hai clasped his hands together and asked each other in the sect, "What if it is Guo Min and Zhao Tong?"

"The color of the relics is not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from the color...... The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. "Enlightenment could not help but recite the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in a sad voice.

Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, who heard the scriptures recited in vain, couldn't help but shed tears and clasped their palms, but they couldn't cry.

The little guy in the Longmen Inn moved at this time, and from afar, he said to the three of Wuxu, "It turned out to be Master Wuxu of Lushan Lotus Law Peak, and the younger generation has no eyes." And please"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xuan turned sideways, clasped his palms with a sad face, and looked at the young monk who was stunned and looked like a stone statue, "Master Han, it's hard for you to be so attentive tonight. "Tonight's incident is completely Han Shuang's teaming up with the inn guy to do a game, and the realization is not thorough?

That young monk was none other than Han Shuang. Just before Wu Xuan loomed, Han Shuang had already noticed that Wu Xuan was the person who almost took his life in the corridor of the inn last night. At this moment tonight, I learned that it was a void, and I couldn't help but cry out secretly. I just received the order of the Xuanji Daoist, and finally found out that Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe were the two, so they united with the inn and set up this series of schemes, and under all kinds of humiliation, they tried to recruit the two as the dead soldiers of the Xuanying Gate, but they didn't expect that these two people still had such identities and origins!

But the Xuanji Dao Elder told him that the matter of the Xuanying Gate must not be leaked. Under this public, Han Shuang had no choice but to bite the bullet, and in the face of Wuxu's questioning of hidden murderous intentions, he had to put his palms together and said respectfully, "Han Shuang, under the Holy Maiden of the Imprisoned Demon Peak, see Master Wuxu." ”

Wuxu smiled. This Han Shuang is a person who is a mysterious man. Tonight's incident is most likely that he was on the order of Xuanjizi, looking for cannon fodder for the dead soldiers of the Xuanying Gate, and the matter of the Xuanying Gate was proposed by himself. In the face of this cause and effect, how could he not open his face? Unexpectedly, Han Shuang claimed to be under the Holy Maiden of the Prison Demon Peak, and raised the name of Zhao Tong.

Wuxu stood quietly in place, looked around with a smile, and said with his palms together, "Donors, it is fate to meet tonight, the little monks and others are penniless and helpless, but I want you to give alms." In the end, he laughed softly.

The monks who were watching around were suddenly shocked, and they were hesitating, and stretched out their hands into their arms, making a gesture of wanting to give. But when he saw the void, he turned around again, facing Han Shuang, and said with a crying smile, "Master Han, since you have seen that the road is uneven, why don't you take action and pay for my two senior brothers?"

Han Shuang, quickly escaped from a jade bottle and sent it to Wuxu, seeing that Wuxu was motionless, his expression remained unchanged, his hands were still clasped together, and his inexplicable smiling face bloomed in horror in the night, and he hurriedly threw the jade bottle to the inn guy who was about to be petrified at this moment, and then, like a frightened bird, he fled quickly.

As soon as he moved, the surrounding monks receded like a night tide, and in an instant, outside the door of the Longmen Inn, only Wuxu, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe, and the innkeeper who had already held the jade bottle and knelt on the ground.

Wu Xu, glanced at the little guy, and then said to Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe, "You have just recovered from your serious injuries, so let's go to rest first." I already know the matter of Jiming Temple, right and wrong, and I have to think about it in the long run. “

That Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe also seemed to be frightened by Wuxu's strange performance, and they had already stopped crying. At this moment, after listening to Wuxu's words, Qi Qi nodded mechanically, and silently and silently followed Wuxu into the inn.

There was no wind and rain tonight, Wuxu silently walked in the corridor from the front restaurant to the back guest room, the moonlight was unavoidable, and hit his face mercilessly, it was so cold, so snow-white.

Shi Hai, even if you want to revitalize the sect, even if you are beaten by Guo Min and vomit blood, even if you want to cultivate miraculous skills in relics, can you treat your fellow disciples like this!

At this moment, what tricks can you play at Lushan Lotus Law Peak, as an inner disciple of the Hualien Miaofa Sect, under the noses of many true spirit overhauls?

Feeling all kinds of threats, he proposed to Xuan Jizi and Liu Bowen to rebuild the Xuanying Gate in Lushan and set up an assassination black market, but unexpectedly, the first people to be robbed were Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe. Could it be that I have done something wrong? How can I face this cause and effect in the future?

Tonight, Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe were almost made a game by Han Shuang, first one of them was humiliated in every way, and then one of them jumped out as good people, and in this way, they were to finally introduce them into the Xuanying Gate, and become assassins, even dead soldiers, and even cannon fodder......

Although he did not succeed, the cause and effect of such a move are attributed to himself, and what is the difference between himself and Senior Brother Shi Hai?

Further, is himself, Shi Hai, the so-called blinded by hatred and entered the path of demons, or is this the way of this world, the only way?......

Walking to his guest room, Wuxu turned around, raised his hand, and motioned for Lu Pingshan and Zhao Qiuhe to go in. After the two of them entered, Wuxu himself turned around again, the evening breeze blows, the evening breeze sends, the moonlight is bright, and the moonlight is quiet. Wuxu stood in the bright moonlight, silent, with a thousand knots in his heart, difficult to be at peace.

Wuxu looked up at the moon, and the moonlight was like water. Wuxu bowed his head and counted the beads, and the beads were round.

Suddenly, Wuxu saw that between his hands, the Vajra Mi was born and died in the Righteous Buddha beads, and there seemed to be one more, dimly shining in the cold moonlight.

Wuxu wiped his eyes, fixed his eyes and looked again, the Buddha beads disappeared.

It turned out to be a teardrop of my own. "Amitabha, good and good!" Wu Xuan then recited, "Afflictions are Bodhi." The World-Honored One entered the world with a major cause, and when he saw that all living beings were suffering, he wept silently. “

Wuxu knelt on the wet and cold ground, and chanted endlessly. I endured it, but the tears couldn't stop falling.

That's right

escaped death and walked in the night, humiliating and groaning for no reason.

Even though the troubles are Bodhi, the eyes of the moon are like rain.