Chapter Twenty-Six: The Monk Holds the Clear

Since it was about his own life experience, Lin Yi sat upright and listened attentively, and Zhu Nanzhi on the side also looked serious.

"When the clouds soared from Yangshan, ninety-nine eighty-one purple thunders fell from the sky, and when he stepped on the last one to ascend to the sky, the last purple thunder finally hit the mountains of Yangshan. Xianghua recalled.

It should have been a change in heaven and earth caused by the innate spirit, but it was obscured by Ran Feiyun's soaring purple thunder.

So no one but her knew that there was a formless spirit born in the valley, which tossed and swirled, and in the cluster of colorful glow, little by little, condensed into form.

It was the first time Xianghua had seen the birth of the same kind, and the scenery he saw was unforgettable.

However, before she could fly forward, a red light fell from the sky and directly hit the young spirit, Xianghua was illuminated by the dazzling red light, and when she opened her eyes, she only saw that the light cracked and flew in three different directions.

What about the innate spirit? Xianghua never saw it again.

"And when you were teleported, I recognized you. Xianghua smiled softly, "So I left a mark where you can see only what you can see." ”

"I will never forget the breath of your voice. Xianghua propped his chin and looked lonely, probably because there were fewer and fewer of his kind.

Lin Yi had a lot to ask, but in the end all the questions were blocked in his throat and he couldn't speak. She looked at Xianghua, her nose was sour for no reason, and tears fell.

She felt the lingering loneliness in Xianghua's body.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes were quick, put down the cup and took out a handkerchief, and reached out to wipe her tears.

Suddenly a gust of sea breeze blew, and Xianghua's face changed.

She got up, her fingers pinching the sleeves of her shirt, slightly white, and she could see that she was very nervous.

Lin Yi and Zhu Nanzhi also became nervous, and hurriedly got up.

The Duobao Pavilion, which had been standing, suddenly sank into the ground, and the waves of the sea behind it suddenly rose, and gusts of sea breeze blew into the house.

The smell of the room vanished in an instant, and something was coming.

Lin Yi looked carefully, it was a monk wearing red and yellow monk's robes, and when he got closer, Zhu Nanzhi and Lin Ye saw that his eyes were empty.

"Breath. Xianghua turned his head sideways and whispered, and then as soon as his arm was raised, a silver light shrouded the two of them, as if they were isolating something.

The monk stepped into the hut, and he stopped at first, and then walked towards Xianghua.

"Lord Xianghua. The monk folded his hands.

"I've been waiting for Master for a long time. Xianghua has a mouth, but it is a male voice.

"It's the little monk who is late. He walked towards Xianghua.

Lin Yi and Zhu Nanzhi carefully moved to the corner, and the two cats were in the corner, restraining their breath.

"Even if it's too late, then Master, you have to let Xianghua have a son. Xianghua turned over and took out a chessboard and put it on the low floor.

"Yes. The monk stood still in front of the low collapse and sat down on his knees.

The two began to play against each other, and Lin Yi began to doze off when he watched it, and his head gradually leaned on Zhu Nanzhi's arm, his eyelids drooped a few times, and he closed it.

Zhu Nanzhi clearly saw that Xianghua's eyes were full of love, but she changed her breath the moment the monk entered the door, and she was the same as a man.

Outside the wooden house, night was already falling, and the moonlight was faintly shining in, and above the sea, the sky was still clear.

After a few rounds, the corners of the monk's mouth suddenly rose slightly, and since he entered the room, he finally had a little different mood.

"Master seems to be in a particularly good mood today. Xianghua fell and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that there are friends in this house...... the monk nodded, his eyebrows kind, "The little monk has not seen a friend visit the donor for a long time." ”

"Isn't Master my friend?" Xianghua's voice was full of grievances, "I thought Master and I were already friends. ”

The monk shook his head, "The little monk only has a remnant of his soul now, and he is not a person from the benefactor after all." ”

Xianghua lost his chess piece, and his chest heaved.

"......" The monk looked up helplessly.

"No, I don't want to go down, you go back. Xianghua raised his hand and pasted the chessboard.

"Xianghua Shi Master......" The monk bent down and picked up the scattered chess pieces,

"Zhiming!" Xianghua closed his eyes and stopped looking at him, "You go!"

"......" The monk looked at her silently, as if he was a little confused by Xianghua's emotions, and after a while, he slowly got up and bowed to Xianghua.

When he got up, Xianghua sorted out her emotions again, she grabbed the monk, and poured a cup of tea in her hand, "Wait, I forgot to drink the tea." ”

The monk turned around, took the teacup in her hand, and drank it down.

"I'm not blaming you......" Xianghua rubbed his forehead and looked tired, "I just met the old man today, and my mood is a little wrong." ”

The little monk understood. He put the teacup in Xianghua's hand, and the hand that was originally going to be closed paused, and instead stroked Xianghua's head.

"The donor doesn't have to bother, the little monk can save it. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked again, and this was already the limit of his emotions now.

"Let's go back...... It's not too early. Xianghua was stunned and sighed.

The monk withdrew his hand, bowed together, and walked back the way he came.

And after he left, the sea breeze suddenly stopped, and the bamboo treasure pavilion returned to its place with a click, and after a few moments, the smell of incense filled the room again.

"Alright, I'll send you out. Xianghua rubbed the corners of his forehead, and brushed his sleeves to disperse the barrier on the two people in the corner.

Zhu Nanzhi immediately stood up, turned around and picked up Lin Yiheng.

Lin Yi was woken up by this movement, and rubbed his eyes in Zhu Nanzhi's arms.

"Don't reveal your background to the outside world, you know?" Xianghua walked over, rubbed Lin Yi's head, and instructed.

She was talking in her mouth, but her eyes were looking at Zhu Nanzhi, and these words were not so much to instruct Lin Yi as to warn him. Zhu Nanzhi's expression was serious, "Senior, rest assured." ”

"Hmm. Lin Yi replied vaguely, "Are you leaving?" For some reason, she always felt that she was in poor spirits and a little dizzy.

"The more serious the injury, the stronger the effect of the tea, let's sleep well. Xianghua's ring finger pointed at Lin Yi's forehead, and a little light from his fingertips did not enter it.

"Sleep. She turned to caress it, and Lin Yi really tilted her head and fell asleep.

"When she wakes up, tell her if there's anything she wants to ask, just call my name in the sea of knowledge. Xianghua looked at Zhu Nanzhi.

"Yes, Senpai. Zhu Nanzhi nodded.

Xianghua turned around and walked outside the wooden house, and Zhu Nanzhi hurriedly hugged Lin Yi to follow.

As soon as she got out of the wooden house, she directly drew a giant teleportation formation, effortlessly, and when it was over, she stood under the steps and motioned for Zhu Nanzhi to enter.

Reluctantly saluted her, Zhu Nanzhi hugged Lin Yi and walked inside, and after walking halfway, he suddenly stopped.

"Senior......" he turned his head to look at Xianghua.

Xianghua had already stepped on the steps, and when he heard his voice, he stopped and looked back at him.

"Ah Ye has a mirror in his hand, and he may be able to help you. Zhu Nanzhi hesitated to speak, he selfishly thought that as Ah Ye's kind, then Ah Ye must be willing to help her.

Where the monk was, Zhu Nanzhi had seen a similar description in a book. Outside the reincarnation of the Three Realms, the land where the sky and thunder do not enter, a vast ocean, and the lonely soul enters this place, but it will not disperse for a long time.

This Netherworld Sea can be connected to this Xun Palace, which is obviously the handiwork of the powerful back then.

Looking at her attitude when she got along with the monk, Zhu Nanzhi was even more sure of her thoughts.

Therefore, with her strength, she has been living in this small Xun Palace, and the picture must be the rich aura in a leaf, as well as the convenience of connecting to the Netherworld.

But if you want to repair your soul, you go against the sky, and it is difficult to climb to the sky, and Lin Yi appeared just right with the mirror.

If he puts his soul into it, then as long as he can break through the cycle of reincarnation again and again, he can reunite his soul and step into reincarnation.

Xianghua narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Nanzhi.

After a long while, sweat broke out on Zhu Nanzhi's back, and she finally smiled, "Boy, you're very smart." ”

Zhu Nanzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just for the sake of the seniors." ”

"Not everyone can drive it. Xianghua looked at Lin Yi, his expression softened.

"I guess Archo can. Zhu Nanzhi glanced at Lin Yi who was sleeping in his arms.

Xianghua turned around, and the teleportation array disappeared in the blink of an eye. She walked up the stairs a few steps and looked back at him, "Then stop at my place first." ”

"Yes. Zhu Nanzhi hugged the person in his arms tightly and hurriedly raised his heels.

Lin Yi slept until the next afternoon, and when she woke up, she only felt refreshed, except for a slight discomfort in the severed hand, everything else was fine.

"Awake?" Xianghua was originally playing chess with Zhu Nan, but when he saw that she was awake, he stopped his hand and got up and walked over.

Zhu Nanzhi then got up.

"Aren't you leaving?" Lin Yi glanced at Xianghua and asked.

Zhu Nanzhi told her about his plans carefully, of course Lin Yi was 10,000 willing, but she wasn't sure if she could drive the mirror.

Taking out the small gold bead from the divine machine bag, in Xianghua's slightly expectant, but a little reserved gaze, Lin Yi slowly injected spiritual power.

In an instant, the house was full of brilliance, and the gold beads bloomed little by little.

"It works. Xianghua nodded.

"When will Master Zhiming come over?" Lin Yi pinched the golden bead and looked up.

"That tea is once a day, so he'll be here later. Xianghua turned his head to look at the Netherworld.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Duobao Pavilion to descend again, and in the sea breeze, Zhiming walked steadily on the waves.

And a few steps after he stepped into the wooden house, Xianghua raised his hand and brushed his sleeves, and threw him into Lin Yi's hand, and the ashes fluttered with a surging spirit.

Buddhism is different, monks do not cultivate the spiritual body to understand the sea, but pay attention to cause and effect, and go straight to reincarnation.

Lin Yi silently recited Amitabha, turned his hand and put the spirit of Zhiming into the Mirror Flower Water Moon, and then closed his eyes and turned his spiritual power to inject it into the Mirror Flower Water Moon.

The golden bead light moved a few times, and suddenly swelled a few times, becoming the size of a palm, and was held in the palm of Lin Yikan's palm.