Xia Ziyan had other plans, and after a simple balance of interests in her heart, in order to successfully obtain the treasure, she first suppressed the curiosity in her heart.

She also looked at the black figure on the steep mountain road, and also remembered the thing she was going to take this time, and a little cunning appeared in her eyes again, and she had other plans......

With light steps, she walked up the hill again.

The monks on the mountain also woke up one after another because Mo Wunian broke her spell. Guo Ya looked at Mo Wunian in a daze, he felt that he had a dream in a daze, but when he looked at him again, he also felt a little more awe and doubt in his heart.

Not long ago, Guo Ya still held his own sect and cultivation to show off in front of him, but Mo Wunian waved his hand slightly, and a fog rose, and he walked over.

The level of the two is naturally judged, and it is clear who is the big witch and the little witch.

But what happened after that, he couldn't remember anything else...... He also remembered what had happened, but when he remembered what had happened, he couldn't remember anything.

And even if some people have missed or forgotten something, it is always difficult to forget the sense of superiority, Guo Ya has just risen in awe in his heart, but when he thinks of Xia Ziyan, his sense of superiority immediately arises spontaneously, and he feels that his cultivation is not comparable to others, but there is still a sect.

also saw that Mo Wunian didn't say a word to him, so he also said lightly as if he had no sect, no sect, no saltiness, and no lightness: "People without sects will always make some tricks!"

After that, his face seemed to be pretending to be high, and he wanted to reveal his superiority more and more.

But no one paid attention to what he did

It's just a little bit of concentration, and all the people who have made achievements in the Dao heart can also guess that the situation that is just confused and like a fugue is too void will be related to Xia Ziyan, and they are really a little respectful of this trouble-like woman, but they are also curious in their hearts about which sect Mo Wunian will be, guessing his identity......

Mo Wunian didn't pay attention to anything, he just planned to continue walking on this narrow mountain road, but the more he went up, the more spacious the mountain road became.

It is also clear that this mountain is only a few dozen zhang high, but now this road is like a road to the sky, wider and wider, and longer and longer, and the mountain is invisibly tall in the fog, and the mountain road is like a straight to the sky.

It's a little weird.

He also remembered some specific rumors about the evil in this area.

Yaoguang Town is a monster, but the temperament of this monster is also quite strange, it is said that it is entrenched on this mountain, no one has seen what his face is, but it is also a pedestrian who specializes in confusing passers-by, whenever someone wants to go to Yaoguang Town, they will be lost in this mountain, whether it is a monk or a mortal.

However, there are also people who can easily travel from both ends of the mountain, and when they talk to outsiders about this part of the mountain road, in addition to saying that it is relatively steep, it is also unusual.

At the same time, it makes people talk about it, but they also think that this monster has a strange temper, does it have to pick a swallow fat ring to be thin if you eat people?

In fact, all the monks were attracted by Xia Ziyan, at first they really came here with the idea of eliminating demons and defending the way, but after noticing the strangeness of the mountain road, a large group of people could only get stuck halfway up the mountain and no longer move forward.

In addition, when he met a goblin like Xia Ziyan, he couldn't walk back anymore.

"Brother Mo...... I'm a demon clan, how can there be any monster in front of me? It's just that this breath is really weird. Lao Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the mountain road in front of him.

The demon clan is much stronger than the human race in terms of the breath sensing of the same race, especially since he was born in an ape, and he mixed with the race when the wild did not retreat, so he is also more sensitive to the induction between the races.

Mo Wunian listened to him, nodded first, but shook his head, what Lao Yuan said was not entirely right, the breath was indeed mixed with a trace of undetectable demon clan breath, but regardless of this breath, the overall breath made him wonder......

Also to verify his idea, he continued to walk forward.

And this mountain is indeed weird, when he was down the mountain, Mo Wunian didn't notice anything, but when he walked up the mountain, he also found that his cultivation aura was suppressed unconsciously, although it was very subtle, but if he walked a few steps ahead, he would be clearly noticed.

What does this mean...... Monks and mortals alike had to climb over the mountain in vain to get to the town of Yaoguang to the north.

As for the monks, it is even more impossible to bypass here, because the breath of this mountain inexplicably penetrates the east and west, like a moat, and like a knife separating the north and south of the earth, and people want to go from south to north, but they can only take this mountain road!

And this can only be found in the mountains.

"Daoist friends should also notice the strangeness, right?" He was also stopping halfway up the mountain and thinking, when a crisp and slightly charming voice sounded, and when he looked back, it was Xia Ziyan.

She walked slowly towards him with a swaying posture.

Then he smiled slightly, as if he had no intention of saying it: "Daoyou drove me down the mountain like that, and I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and I am a little ruthless." ”。

As she spoke, a little cunning flashed again in her slightly hooked crescent-shaped eyes, like a hunter setting a trap for only waiting for people to enter, and like a merchant who bought and sold, calculating all the benefits.

Mo Wunian paused for a moment, glanced at her eyes without blushing and heartbeat, and said as if he knew all her thoughts: "I remember that you, a cultivation sect, have always only cultivated the Ruthless Dao, and you are too close to you...... Not to mention that there will be a good outcome, but the result will certainly not be much better. ”。

The style of the Wangxian Sect has always been both good and evil, although the people from their sect have never been ambiguous, but they are also very calculating in some small interests.

So with a simple look, he probably guessed some of her thoughts. She must have asked for him, otherwise she wouldn't have deliberately approached him.

In fact, it is true that the treasure she wants to take is also on this mountain, but it is slightly lacking in the heart and Dao heart, which makes her feel that she wants to get that thing but it is far away. But she was not willing to leave so simply, so she stayed on this mountain road, trying to find a way to get it.

Later, a large number of disciples of the cultivation sect arrived here one after another, and she also gave them hope, but unfortunately these people are all wine belly and rice bags, and they can't even break her "aftermath and dream", and the Dao Heart is not even as good as her...... Not to mention touching that thing.

And seeing that Mo Wunian could easily break her spell, she had a new idea......

But Mo Wunian was as cold as a stone, either ignoring her, or opening her mouth to make her have nothing to say.

However, she was not angry at all, but she was also interested, but there was no emotion in it, it was just a curiosity about a fresh food, and then she was more sure of her thoughts.

The Tao she cultivates determines what she will be like in the future, and she knows this best.

"Fellow Daoists should also be going to the north, right? Now that you can see the strangeness in this, you should also know that you are going to the north, and this hill is the only way to go. ”

"What about me...... If you come here to pick up something, you must also pass through this mountain, and you and I will also have a fate, and you can walk through it with a sense of mutual support. ”

It seemed that it was unintentional, and as if it was intentional, she also went straight and said her thoughts directly

But her words are also intentional by the speaker, unintentional by the listener, deliberately hanging people's appetites, making you think of other places, as if she knows everything about this mountain, so that you unconsciously want to talk to her.

This kind of talking kung fu also made Mo Wunian feel like a hunter had laid a trap full of temptation, just waiting to invite you into the urn, and these words were excellent bait.

Naturally, he still didn't want to pay attention to her.

For this woman, just like those people who looked at the Immortal Palace in her previous life, she has no dislike, but she will never have any good feelings.

But the more this happened, the more unyielding the woman became, and whether he agreed or disagreed, she followed him closely behind him.

Mo Wunian didn't drive her away, so she went, followed by Xiaohu, Lao Yuan, and the son surnamed Li all followed him.

Due to the strangeness of this mountain, the monks did not dare to step forward again, so they watched them drift away.

"It's just a person with no door and no faction......" But Guo Ya looked extremely uncomfortable, muttered to himself, his sense of superiority was washed again, his heart was horizontal, and as soon as he stomped his feet, he also followed.

"Master Mo...... Wrong...... Is there really a monster on this mountain?" Gongzi surnamed Li is a mortal, but he has seen a lot of strange things recently, and the whole person is always panicked, lest a terrible monster come out and swallow him.

So much so that the sword he held at his waist was up and down like his mood at the moment, and a sword was also made by him like a mallet, which looked real and funny.

"You're cowardly! don't be your young master well, it's not for the sake of saying that the big man has ambitions in all directions!" The little fox imitated the tone of his dead face when he left and wanted to follow them.

When he heard this, he only felt ashamed, his face was flushed, and he never lifted it again.

"Daoyou is also interesting...... Xia Ziyan is also interested in looking at Lao Yuan, and then looking at Xiaohu and finding it interesting. In her impression, the human race and the demon race have always been incompatible, and there are almost no demons who can get along with people peacefully.

also looked at Mo Wunian, the curiosity that was suppressed in her heart rose again, and she was about to go on to say more.

But suddenly, the road ahead became more and more wide, and a little more than a sheep's intestine road continued to stretch until it stretched out into a plain with a flat river.

Immediately, there were countless Sanskrit chanting voices from the deepest part of the road, until they became more and more grandiose, deafening and thought-provoking, and then there were also Bodhi trees under their feet and then swishing, and there was even more golden glow floating from the west, reflecting the Bodhi trees also dyed golden.

Such a scene does not make people feel noisy or gorgeous, but has a rare quietness, which makes people feel clear, away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Eventually, the chanting became louder and louder, and the light in the golden glow became brighter and brighter, until the color of the light also changed to white, and in the white light, people could not open their eyes.

It was only at this time that he was completely sure which family this overall breath came from - the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom in Ximo.

It's just that those ascetics either stayed in the barren land of West Mexico and practiced Buddhism, or they ran away from various dangerous places to save the poor and evil.

And for Qingzhou, which is a barren but peaceful place, they almost don't come.

But looking at this piece of Buddha light above his head, he also felt that the people who could conjure up this Buddha world were very good at cultivating, and the cultivation realm should not be too far away from becoming an immortal......

It's just a taste of this breath, but this breath is also mottled and disordered, with the breath of the demon clan, and there is also the breath of death. This world of Buddhism also wants to be a consciousness that leaves dead or dead people here.

But people may have died, but the consciousness of this world has always been there, and as soon as this voice is remembered, people's consciousness has begun to be affected unconsciously, and those six impure dirty thoughts have disappeared, not to mention, people have begun to have no desires and desires.

But the result of this is that although people are still conscious in the end, they are no different from the walking dead because they have no desires and no desires...... This is not at all comparable to the real state of "no desire and no desire".

Mo Wunian didn't care about this, and even that face was as indifferent as ever.

But Guo Ya, who came along, had an extremely rich expression on his face, suffering for a while, but no joy or sorrow for a while.

Perhaps it should be very difficult for him to abandon his desires, or in other words, it would be difficult for any ordinary person to ask him to abandon his desires.

Even Xiaohu and Lao Yuan were also affected to varying degrees.

Xia Ziyan was struggling to support it, but because her Dao heart was a little worse, these Sanskrit sounds could affect her more and more, and it was estimated that in only a quarter of an hour, they would also reach Guo Ya's state.

But at this moment, a sword appeared in Mo Wunian's hand, and then he raised it and slashed towards the sky, and the black huge sword qi crept up and soared into the sky.

The sword qi floated higher and higher, until it flew into the sky with golden light and turned into a thin line, but even this thin line also showed the most mechanical cutting ability, and it pulled a hole in the golden sky at once.

The whole sky also shattered, like a golden rain, and the broken fragments began to fall continuously, large and small...... Like countless falling meteorites, or the sun with extreme brightness. More and more people have a burst of blindness in their eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the world in front of me began to crumble again, all the grand scenes disappeared, and the mountain road returned to its previous appearance.

In terms of single-wheel strength, it was almost impossible for Mo Wunian to break this world, but it was not very difficult to break the Buddha heart of this world with his Dao heart.

However, as soon as I opened my eyes, I also found that the world in front of me was still a little different.

Looking down the mountain, the road is still the same road, but you can't see the bottom, as if the way back is a bottomless abyss.

There is also a game of chess on the uninhabited mountain road ahead, black and white are intertwined, but they are also evenly matched, and it is impossible to see which is stronger or weaker......

I also saw a gray-robed old monk standing quietly in front of the group with his hands folded and said to them: "All dust or cultivation can be worldly, either you can mix in it and become a layman, or you will have no desire and become a widow." Since several donors have passed through the world of Buddhism, they can be regarded as people who are destined for the old monks! The old monks have a volume of the Buddhist scripture "As I Hear" here, whether to go or stay, several donors have decided, Amitabha!

I also saw that after the old monk finished the Buddha's name, two roads appeared in front of the chessboard, one led directly to the bottom of the mountain, and the other was covered by fog, and the road ahead was unknown.

also listened to his words, Mo Wunian can also understand why some people can walk down the mountain, but some people are trapped here forever, that is, as the old monk said, there are probably only two kinds of people who can pass through the world of Buddhism, one is the so-called layman, but he does things straightforwardly, without deliberately concealing them, that is, he does things openly, and the other is really desireless.

And he felt that he was neither...... Sometimes he wants to be a layman and a person who has no desires, but when the paranoid obsession in his heart comes up, he doesn't want to do anything.

Guo Ya didn't think about it and walked directly down the mountain, maybe the old monk said that the Buddhist scriptures would be some kind of supreme practice, but he felt terrible when he thought of his inexplicable, desireless and wantless state.

No longer thinking about Xia Ziyan or his sense of superiority, he walked straight down the mountain.

Xia Ziyan was a little disappointed, her thing was not this Buddhist scripture.

However, the old monk's words also made Mo Wunian interested, and he said: "The master said "If I smell", but "If I smell" in Wusheng Temple?".

Hearing this, the old monk nodded to him.

It was confirmed again, Rao is Mo Wunian's indifferent temperament, and his heart was also slightly shaken, this cultivation method is regarded as the secret of the West Mo soil, and it is not too much to talk about the ancient degree and the Nine Tribulations......

Generally speaking, only contemporary Buddhas can practice!

But he thought about his memory, and there was no news of the fall of any Buddha, and the Buddha of this generation was more than a thousand years later than his previous one in terms of cultivation age, and now at most, he has cultivated to the fallen realm, and he does not have such a breath of being close to an immortal.

And his opening of his mouth also made Xia Ziyan on the side curious again, she didn't think that people in a small place would know anything about Wusheng Temple.

Because although the Buddhist practice sect is also a large sect, almost all of them are only famous in the Ximo area.

"What about you, donor, will you go or stay?" The old monk smiled at Mo Wunian, showing wisdom and simplicity.

Mo Wunian nodded and said to him, "Then what kind of game of chess is the master?"

The old monk also said the next law, the black and white sons each took another step, and they had to maintain the original situation. It sounds simple, but it's actually extremely difficult.

Because the two sons in this chessboard are already inseparable, and if one of them is wrong, the situation will change greatly!