The morning breeze quietly blew through the dense forest, as if a wisp of Zen chanting was sent when I was smiling at the flowers, and the depths of the dense forest were empty.

Jiang Zuo Buyi has been wandering in the depths of the dense forest for a long time, he woke up earlier than the flowerless monk and that Jiang Zuo Buyi, last night's wine and light sleep dreams were left last night, like the morning breeze sent away Xiao Xiao leaves.

When that Jiang Zuo cloth woke up, the bonfire burned again, and how many lonely dreams turned into dust in the fire. He stared at the bonfire, his expression seemed to be endlessly melancholy and desolate.

One life and one death, the result of today, will be a nightmare that he is not willing to accept in any case, and this nightmare cannot be burned by the roaring bonfire.

The flowerless monk opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zuo Buyi picking up the broken wood with great concentration and throwing it towards the bonfire. "The phoenix is nirvana, and the wood is self-immolating. Jiang Zuo Buyi said, "Today is also a nirvana of self-immolation. ”

Monk Wuhua seemed to understand the Zen in Jiang Zuo Buyi's move, slowly got up, and said, "You are very right, the poor monk will help you." With Jiang Zuo Buyi picking up the broken wood and stumps.

That Jiang Zuo Buyi looked at them blankly, muttered for a long time, and paced to the side, indifferently looking at the sky looming above the dense forest.

The flowerless monk walked to the bonfire with the broken wood stump, silently recited the Diamond Sutra, and slowly placed it in the bonfire. A fiery dragon let out a hoarse roar, soared out of the campfire, and circled around the flowerless monk for a long time.

The flowerless monk clasped his hands together and smiled at the fire dragon, the fire dragon seemed to have an understanding, and suddenly turned into a wisp of fire shadow, which was taken into the palm of the palm of the flowerless monk.

Jiang Zuo Buyi watched for a while, and said: "The Zen heart of the master in the next life is comparable to Jin Jian, and the Buddha is vast and boundless. ”

Monk Wuhua quietly put the fire shadow in his hand back into the bonfire and said, "All the laws are empty, why bother with the appearance? You must know that there is no color in the air and there is no obstacle in the heart, so that you can stay away from the upside-down dream and achieve nirvana." ”

Jiang Zuo Buyi also folded his hands and said, "What the master said in the next life, Jiang Lang can save it and understand it thoroughly." ”

The flowerless monk bowed his head and said, "That's good, that's good." ”

The bonfire grew bigger and bigger, the fire dragon was crisscrossed, and the flames were flying. Jiang Zuobu let out a long howl and said: "Today's battle, the darkness is predetermined, it is difficult to avoid, come and come, since it is difficult for you and me to change our lives against the sky, then let it be fate." ”

That Jiang Zuo Buyi heard his spring thunder-like roar, his heart fluttered, and he knew that it would be useless to delay any longer, his body fluttered, Zhuo Li stood in front of Jiang Zuo Buyi, and said: "There is absolutely no difference between you and me, whether it is life or death, it can only depend on the will of heaven." ”

Jiang Zuo Buyi said with a smile: "Heaven's will is unpredictable in ancient times, and my fate is up to me." Today, whether it is life or death, after all, Jiang Lang will not die. ”

That Jiang Zuo Buyi said that he was offended, his palms had already been slapped, and the palm shadows were endless, like a storm cracking the shore, and it was the Qin Emperor's unique skill that swept the Liuhe palm method, the internal force was full, endless, and a dense forest was urged by this internal force to break the wood and fly sideways, and the sky was full of fallen leaves.

Jiang Zuobu's body swayed, avoiding the flowing palm shadow of the river and the unbridled palm wind of Wang Yang, and then performed the heart longitude of the god of misfortune, only to see the figure seems to be nothing, such as empty like color, the palm is ethereal, it seems to have a move or no move, it is the empty color palm that is understood by the color is empty and empty is the color of the eight-character scriptures.

The two fought in one place, and it was difficult to judge the winner for a while, let alone guess life and death. I saw the figure coming and going, changing endlessly, and the palm shadow was bright and disappearing one after another, doing whatever I wanted.

The flowerless monk watched on the side of the wall, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and a monk's robe fluttered like a fairy.

Jiang Zuo Buyi performed the Vientiane True Scripture, and that Jiang Zuo Buyi used Yin and Yang to move the divine power to counteract, Jiang Zuo Buyi urged the Qin Emperor to achieve the ultimate skill, and that Jiang Zuo Buyi gathered the heart longitude to overcome the misfortune and the divine skill to remove. The two have the same heart and mind, and they have the same martial arts, so the fight may be fruitless.

The flowerless monk watched for a long time, and suddenly said loudly: "Contemplating the Bodhisattva, the five aggregates are empty, and all sufferings are overcome." Jiang Lang hasn't woken up yet?"

When Jiang Zuo Buyi heard this, he let out a long roar, flashed out, and threw himself towards the blazing bonfire.

The flowerless monk said: "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? "Run to the campfire, too.

Jiang Zuo cloth and the flowerless monk collided in front of the bonfire, only to hear a loud sound like the sky and the earth cracking, the bonfire was like a rushing huge wave of the river looking at the air surging up, Jiang Zuo cloth and the flowerless monk suddenly turned into one, the Buddha light in front of him rose in the air, the auspicious clouds behind him fell from the sky, and the figure that became one disappeared in the river of fire.

The phoenix nirvana, set fire to self-immolation. That Jiang Zuo Buyi only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the world suddenly disappeared, leaving only an empty faction. Suddenly, the flowerless monk appeared from the empty light, the Buddha's light was all over the body, holding a fire dragon that shrunk into a shadow in his hand, and said leisurely: "Where do you come from where you go, one life and one death is not born and not dead." ”

When Jiang Zuo Buyi heard this, he realized it in his heart, and then looked at the flowerless monk, but he was already ethereal.

Heaven and earth reopened, mountains and rivers became again, and that Jiang Zuo Buyi was in a place that he had never been to before. There will never be another Jiang Zuo cloth in that place. They will never see each other again.