When the fat monk said a word, Su Musha laughed first.

After a long time, Su Musha turned around and continued to take care of the fat monk.

"Yizhi monk, that day my senior sister broke your color vows, what happened, but let you practice Huanxi Zen Buddhism?

This is a joke, but the monk Yizhi is very serious and serious, allowing the four female nuns beside him to bully him, and the monk's big hands are not honest, up and down his hands, but his face remains the same, and he still looks solemn, and he replied to Su Mu.

"The benefactor is wrong, where is the Dharma not the Dharma, where is the Buddha bed not sitting all over the world? The poor monks are not happy monks, and the poor monks are not happy or sad. ”

As soon as he said this, Su Musha's face changed.

Now it seems that the firmness of the Buddha's heart of a wise Buddha is far beyond what was seen in the Buddha's land back then.

There is a proverb in the cultivation world that has been passed down through the ages--if it is not broken, it will not stand, and if it is broken, it will stand up.

There are many people who say this, but Su Musha feels that he can do it, there are very few in the world, even if it is himself, he was victimized by someone at the beginning, and he was at a juncture, so he broke and then stood up, his heart changed greatly, and he embarked on the road of demon cultivation.

Now it seems that the abolition of a wise Buddha at the beginning has instead achieved his today's opportunity.

At least above the edge, or like Su Musha's original means, it is no longer possible to sway the Yizhi monk in the slightest.

Su Musha thought that he had broken the Buddha thoughts in the heart of the Yizhi monk, but he didn't expect that it would give the Yizhi monk a broader vision, but now in his eyes, everything in the world is a Buddha thought.

The so-called verdant bamboo is all the Dharma body, and the lush yellow flowers are not like this, nothing more than that.

Su Mu's face became more and more solemn and looked at Monk Yizhi.

"The Buddha said that he wanted to come to cross the herring, and the deity was naturally willing to be an adult, but it was just ...... The nature of the deity is something that the Buddha should know. ”

Su Mushao's words were neither humble nor arrogant, but Jing Anzi's face changed here.

The dignified Taixuanzong Daozi, if he was crossed to the Buddha's land by the Buddha, what is the difference between such a face-losing thing and Yu Ming turning the dragon into a Su Mu Chala?

"Mei Danzi, you...... You'd better think clearly! Completely evil the deity, evil Taixuanzong, will not do you the slightest benefit!"

Su Musha sneered: "Senior, you didn't give the benefits that the deity wanted!"

As soon as the words fell, the Yizhi monk over there had already ignored Jing Anzi, smiled at Su Musha, and said:

"Good Taoist knows, in the three ancient times, there was also a matter of gods, there was a Buddha walking in the world, crossing the Xuanmen three thousand red dust guests, into my Shamen, all the red dust guests turned to my Buddha, leaving three thousand jade, which recorded what he had learned in his life. Some time ago, there were also ancient Buddha relics in the Buddha land, the poor monk got a few jade, thirty-six techniques, the poor monk here, all of them, "Blue Fish Sword River" did not, Mojiao did not, but ......"

After the words, Yizhi Monk suddenly stopped his mouth and turned to the sound of the law.

Everyone scratched their ears and cheeks, no one knew what the two said, only knew that Rao was a city covered by Su Mu, and his steady temperament was not able to contain his joy for a moment, and he smiled.

"Hahaha! I thought that the Buddha was here to take revenge, but I didn't expect it, but he sent the fate with the deity, and this time, the deity earned it. ”

"No, no, no, this is a person who is born with a wise root, and by the hand of the donor, he went to the root of trouble, the red dust experience has come to an end, and he should take refuge, speaking of which, he does not lose or earn, like a poor monk, he is not happy or sad. ”

The great monk laughed loudly, but there was not the slightest joy in his voice.

With a wave of his sleeves, several jade rays flashed towards Su Musha, and were taken by Su Musha, and he signaled the old eunuch who was executing on the side to retreat.

Went to a mana confinement.

When the herring roe's own mana just came out enthusiastically, trying to dispel a body of toxins and recover from physical injuries, he saw a wise monk standing far away suddenly step out, and he went to the back of herring roe, and even a palm was printed, hitting the herring roe's dantian.

Burst!

A mouthful of black blood spat out.

The Daoji of herring roe, under the palm of Yizhi monk, completely collapsed.

At the end of the sky, Jing Anzi's face was pale, gloomy and almost dripping, but after a long time, he had to snort coldly and turn away.

He naturally knew it, and the moment Monk Yizhi appeared, he knew that herring roe no longer belonged to Daomen Xuanzong.

The herring fish and the blue fish, there will finally be a day when the fish jumps into the dragon gate and turns into eight heavenly dragons.

The palm of the monk Yizhi has a Buddha light lit up, and Su Mu covered the eyes of the Dharma and saw the lines of the palm of the monk Yizhi.

That's a swastika.

The golden light flickered, and the Yizhi monk printed this word into the herring roe eyebrows and mud pill palace that had completely lost his cultivation.

The light of the Buddha dissipated.

The monk Yizhi clasped his hands together, and so did the herring roe.

"Amitabha. ”

"Amitabha. ”

"Idiot, will you go with me to the West?"

"I go with the Buddha. ”

"Good. ”

Monk Yizhi turned to look at Su Musha.

"Donor, depart. ”

"Monk, walk slowly. ”

Six people in the sky, all stepping on lotus flowers, walked into the bright Buddha light at the end of the sky.

Step by step, the green silk on top of the herring roe is also scattered.

"Lust is not lewd, the Bodhisattva is happy in his own way; ”

In the air, there is the murmuring sound of herring roe, which is the fundamental meaning of joy and Zen.

Su Mu covered his brows, but suddenly frowned.

Ruined a wise monk back then, but he achieved him, and just wanted to destroy herring roe, but he also achieved him.

Thinking about it, this time and again, Su Musha seemed to have lost.

turned around and walked into the big tent, "I'm tired, I ordered Zhang Yichen to go there, after the destruction of the Tuyan Kingdom, the class teacher returned to the court, and the deity went back to the lonely mountain first." ”

......

After April, the Tuyan Kingdom was destroyed, and Zhang Yichen's class returned to the dynasty.

Lonely Mountain, Xuanlong Temple, quiet room.

Su Musha sat cross-legged.

The offensive of the ancient kingdom of Qi is bound to come to an end, these years of conquest in the south and the north, Su Musha wantonly slaughtered, relying not only on his own means, but also on Zhang Haoyan's sixty years of cultivation and recuperation.

Jiazi time to accumulate national strength, only then can it support such a national battle.

But now it seems that the savings of national strength have also been consumed to the limit.

Su Musha even felt that the luck of the ancient kingdom of Qi seemed to have reached some kind of bottleneck, and if he wanted to break it, that step would be extremely turbulent.

He wants to ask for stability, this step wants to take a steady step, at least for a few decades, to explain that the ancient country needs the environment of Heqing Haiyan to recuperate.

If it is a desperate army, the national strength will be in deficit at that time, even if Su Mu is an immortal, he will not be able to return to the sky.

At this moment, in the quiet room, Su Musha sat on a high seat, and Nixia stood with his hands in his hands, looking curiously at Yuan Youzi on the other side.

Playing with the jade slip in his hand, Su Musha smiled before throwing it to Yuan Youzi.

"My cheap senior sister will pick people, she wants to fight with Qingyangzi of Taixuanzong, and there is a jade jian, please go and help. ”

Yuan Youzi took the jade slip, but he didn't look at it, just skimmed Su Mushu.

"What do you think?"

"Four months ago, I was fishing for herring, and I caught an ancient Taoism, you say...... What can you catch with this ancient Dao method as bait?"

The two laughed.

Motoyuko: "You have to catch a fairy." ”