It has been raining for many days, and from a distance, Luotian Mountain is submerged in a misty rain and mist, and in the haze, in addition to the mystery, there is still a trace of melancholy drifting.

At the foot of the mountain, west of Luotian Town, inside the small temple.

Master Kongxing twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and was standing in the hall, looking at the densely woven drizzle in front of him, his brows were tightly locked, and his thoughts were thousands, and the drizzle seemed to weave a huge net between heaven and earth, netting all things in heaven and earth, and also netting himself.

Although Jing Chenzi had already made everything clear when he came back that day, and he knew Feng Shuzhu's intention to enter the mountain, but after a few days, not only did Feng Shuzhu have no news, but his junior brother Kong Ming returned to the temple to ask for his life, but there was no news. In recent days, the number of demons patrolling the mountains on Luotian Mountain has been increasing, and they often have to avoid several searches a day, which is really a dilemma, as if they are really caught in the net.

"Why is the Void Mage so melancholy? ”

With a hearty voice coming, I saw Feng Shuzhu flashing into the hall with a fresh smell of wind and rain.

Kongxing's eyes lit up, his sorrow was swept away, and with a hint of excitement in his happiness, he stepped forward and said, "Feng Shaoxia, it's really a poor monk who has been waiting for a long time." ”

Feng Shuzhu smiled heartily and said, "There are indeed some complications in the Double-faced Buddha Temple, so it has been delayed for some time. Then he told all the news found in the temple.

Master Kongxing's face was uncertain when he heard this, whether he was happy or worried, and finally waited until Feng Shuzhu finished speaking, and said: "It seems that this Luotian Mountain is headed by the double-faced Buddha, the iron-headed Arhat, and the faun envoy Yan Shutian, and among them, the double-faced Buddha and the iron-headed Arhat master are out of the same door, and there is indeed a gap between Yan Shutian. ”

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said: "That's true, at the moment, it should be mutual use, Yan Shutian wants to use the Double-Faced Buddha Temple to send a signal to the old department of the Demon Sect, its purpose is to gather the major demons who have been hidden for many years, but the Double-Faced Buddha wants to use Yan Shutian to find the whereabouts of the shadow confusion, so as to win a place in the Demon Dao." ”

Master Kongxing pondered for a long time and said, "But no matter which side it is, it is not good for the righteous path, and it must be resolved as soon as possible." After speaking, he looked at the wind and bamboo.

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said: "The mage's intention is to coincide with Feng, but there are a large number of demons on the mountain, and I am afraid that a large number of sword immortals from Kongjue Temple will be needed to support." ”

Master Kongxing sighed and said, "But Senior Brother Kongming has been gone for many days, and there is no news yet. ”

Feng Shuzhu paused, and Fang said: "It's been delayed for too long, I'm afraid that there will be more and more people who have been made into slaves, and Feng really can't bear to see this poison." ”

Hearing this, the empty mage frowned, and he was speechless for a long time, and then said again: "Why is the wind young man free to come and go in that red light?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said: "According to Feng's observation, that day, Luo Jing was the principle of matching the twelve heavenly stems with the innate gossip direction, and it was a life gate when he left the position. ”

Kong Xingqi said: "In this way, as long as the Shengmen is calculated, this Tianluo Mirror is not a waste." ”

Feng Shuzhu shook his head and said: "The door of this life is not immutable, when you meet a child, it is Zishen's counterpoint, but if it is opened at other times, it is really changeable." ”

Kong Xing didn't seem to understand it, but he didn't ask in detail, but doubted: "According to the opinion of the young man, the female sword fairy who injured the iron-headed Arhat, does she also have insight into the mystery of this?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly: "There is no way to know about this matter, but Feng thinks about it, but he can have another way to enter and exit freely." ”

Kong Xingqi said: "What method?"

Feng Shuzhu laughed and said: "It seems that Master Kongxing really recites a lot of Buddhist scriptures, Mu Nerusi, the method is very simple, just follow the demons who go down the mountain to enter and exit." ”

Kong Xing suddenly realized, patted his head and said: "This is the reason why you entered the mountain decisively that day, the poor monk has been worried for many days, and he is worried that you will be trapped in the mountain." ”

After speaking, the two laughed at the same time, but at this time, they heard a "whoosh" outside the hall, and the two looked out at the same time.

I saw a young monk, dressed in a gray monk's robe, entering the hall through the rain curtain, and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I don't know what the senior brother and this donor are so happy about." ”

Kong Xing raised his eyes and looked at it, and was immediately overjoyed, and said with a little excitement: "Senior Brother Kong Ming, you are finally back, what is the purpose of the master, why do you only see you alone?"

Kong Ming asked a series of questions about this, but he didn't answer, but turned to Kong Xing's side and folded his hands and said, "Presumably this is the young man of Feng Shuzhu, little monk Kong Ming." ”

Feng Shuzhu returned the salute and said, "Master Kongming is more polite." He smiled slightly, and said, "As for the doubts of the empty mage, Feng also wants to know. ”

Hearing this, Kong Ming turned to look at Kong Xing, and said slowly: "Master has made a conclusion, the magic weapon that covers Luotian Mountain is the Seven Evil Heavenly Luo Mirror, this magic weapon is owned by the former Demon Sect Shadow Confusing the Old Demon Dao Faun Shen Yan Shutian, and the power is huge, and I have ordered me to lead all my junior disciples down the mountain to eliminate these demons entrenched in Luotian Mountain as soon as possible." ”

Master Kongxing was overjoyed when he heard this, but he was puzzled and said, "Master has such a decree, but how can he only see you alone?"

Kong Ming smiled and said: "Senior brother is anxious to get rid of demons, senior brother came back in advance to report, a few days early, all senior brothers should be here in three days." ”

Feng Shuzhu looked at Kong Ming, pondered for a while, and said, "But I don't know how many senior brothers the Kongjue Temple has sent down the mountain?"

Kong Ming clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the master has sent fifty senior brothers, which can be described as half of the strength of the Kongjue Temple." As he spoke, he took out a letter from his bosom and said, "Feng Shaoxia, there is a letter from the master here, please take a look." ”

Feng Shuzhu took it, opened it, nodded his head, and after reading it, he handed the letter to the empty line, and said: "The Venerable Master mentioned in the letter that because of the involvement of the Demon Sect's Shadow Confusion Old Department, Guiyun Guan has agreed to fight together, and it is expected that he will send disciples to help in a few days. ”

After reading the letter hastily, Kongxing folded his hands together, recited a Buddha name, and said: "If you can get the help of Feng Shaoxia and Guiyunguan at the same time, this matter can be resolved as soon as possible." ”

Feng Shuzhu suddenly remembered Jing Chenzi, so he said, "Why don't you see Jing Chenzi today?"

Kong Xing said with a smile: "Jingchenzi Daoist has always been very anxious, since he came back from the mountain that day, he only stayed here for two days, and he didn't see any news of Feng Shaoxia, so he said that he went back to Tiantai Mountain to return to Yunguan and return to his life." ”

Feng Shuzhu said: "It is unreasonable for Jingchenzi Daoist to be anxious, if the matter of Luotian Mountain is delayed any longer, Feng is worried about two, first, once the construction of the double-faced Buddhist temple is completed, all the craftsmen in the temple are afraid that none of them will be spared; ”

Kong Xing pondered for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "Then ...... according to the meaning of the young man?"

Feng Shuzhu glanced at Kong Xing, then turned his head to look at Kong Ming, and said, "I acted according to the will of the Venerable Master, but I had to act in advance, it was better to wait for all the teachers to arrive in three days and act immediately." ”

Kong Xing thought for a moment and said, "Is the wind young man staying here, or returning to the mountain." ”

Feng Shuzhu turned around, looked at the smoke and rain outside, and sighed lightly: "Feng still has to go back to the Double-faced Buddhist Temple, in case the demon kills the craftsman in advance." ”

Kong Xing recited a Buddha horn and said: "Feng Shaoxia is a man with a benevolent heart, taking the common people in the world as the first priority, ignoring his own safety, and the poor monk is ashamed of his identity as a disciple of Buddhism." ”

Feng Shuzhu smiled heartily and said: "Master Kongxing is serious, Feng understands the mood of the master, but there are many rules and precepts in Buddhism, and Master Kongxing is the first disciple of Kongjue Temple, so he has to consider a lot of things, which is far less than Feng's free body, unrestrained, and can be handled flexibly in case of trouble." ”

Hearing this, Kong Xing smiled knowingly and said: "Feng Shaoxia is thoughtful, he is kind in the cave, and the poor monk admires him very much. ”

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly: "The empty mage has tormented the wind, and he is ashamed." As he spoke, he glanced at the outside of the hall and continued: "It's not too early, the Tianluo Jingsheng Gate is about to close, the two mages will say goodbye, if there is an emergency, Feng will come to tell you in advance." ”

After saying goodbye to Kongxing and Kongming, he disappeared into the rain and fog in a flash.

Looking at the dense drizzle outside the hall, Kongming's face seemed to be confused, and said: "Senior brother, this wind young man has no door and no faction, and he is alone, why does the master attach so much importance to it?"

Kong Xing also looked at the smoke and rain outside the hall, and sighed lightly: "The Three Realms war ignited by the Demon Sect's shadow confusion back then, although the righteous path completely defeated the demon path, it was really a miserable victory. Nowadays, it is difficult to find a resourceful person like Feng Shaoxia, and his influence should not be underestimated. ”

Kong Ming nodded slightly, as if he understood the mystery, but still asked, "Feng Shaoxia is so outstanding, why don't you create your own sect?"

Kong Xing smiled heartily, turned his head to look at his junior brother and said, "Wouldn't it be better to be unrestrained?"

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and glanced at his senior brother Kongxing, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Kongxing's face moved slightly, nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Senior brother, you have extraordinary qualifications, he will definitely be able to show his skills in the Three Realms one day, and he must not live up to the teachings of his master." ”

Hearing this, Kong Ming blinked his eyes, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said respectfully: "Senior brother has extraordinary experience, junior brother is just starting out, and I hope that senior brother will give more guidance in the future." ”

Kong Xing turned around and looked at Kong Ming, nodded slightly, and said: "Senior brother will definitely know everything, the momentum of Kongjue Temple is declining, and all our senior brothers should share the troubles for the master." ”

Hearing this, Kong Ming's face moved slightly, and he said respectfully: "Yes, senior brother." ”

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Luotian Mountain, double-faced Buddhist temple, Fuhu Hall backyard firewood room.

I saw Yi Dingjia with his eyes closed, kneeling facing the window, chanting words in his mouth, constantly shaking the stick holder in his hand, and the sound of "bang, bang" continued, and after a while, he threw out a bamboo stick and fell to the ground with a "pop".

Yi Dingjia stepped forward to pick up the bamboo stick, held it tightly in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Patriarch bless, patriarch bless, it's the sixth time, please bless the disciple this time to sign a lot, and instruct the disciple to get the treasure as soon as possible." After chanting, he closed his eyes and prayed silently, and then nervously looked at the bamboo stick, rolled his eyes, and said again with a disappointed face: "Why is it another sign, it seems that everything is not suitable today, so let's bear with it for a few more days." After speaking, he sighed before putting the bamboo skewer back into the skewer.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu, who was standing outside the window, smiled slightly, couldn't help but shake his head, and turned to look at the sky.

Feng Shuzhu stood quietly for a short time before turning around and walking back to the firewood room where he lived.

Yi Dingjia heard the sound of the door opening next door, rolled his eyes and thought about it, nodded with his lips straightened, walked out of the door quickly, came to the next door, raised his hand and "snapped" the door twice, and when he heard that there was no answer inside, he coughed dryly and said: "Is the Feng Gongzi here, please come out and talk about it, the old man has something important to discuss." ”

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to push open the door, walked outside the house, and said, "What do you have to do with your predecessors?"

Yi Dingjia rolled his eyes mysteriously, looked back again, and saw that there were no outsiders, so he handed over a crumpled note, and said with a smile: "The old man is mortal, I don't know the true body of the son, you and I have been trapped here for many days, and I hope that the son can give me some advice." ”

Feng Shuzhu opened the note and saw that it was the "eight characters" written by himself that day, so he said quietly: "The predecessors are afraid that they will admit their mistakes, what kind of immortal is there, and there is no way to point out one or two." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he blinked his eyes twice, frowned, and said with a pitiful look: "That day, the old man strayed into the rebirth hall and almost died. As he spoke, he spread his hands and was about to kneel.

Feng Shuzhu hurriedly reached out his hand, and said: "The predecessors are easy to learn the true tradition, and the insight is through the heavens, it is too late to admire it, where can I receive this great gift, and what the predecessors said about the rescue, I really don't know it, and I want to come to the time when the ancestor of your sect appears." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he straightened up, pondered for a while, and felt that what Feng Shuzhu said was not unreasonable, but he still looked at the note in Feng Shuzhu's hand with puzzled eyes.

Feng Shuzhu realized what the other party was puzzled about, so he chuckled and said: "This note is just a kind reminder from below, because before entering the mountain that day, I heard that the seniors really came for fortune, and I thought that there was a danger here, so I should be cautious, and it is inconvenient to speak out, so I just made this decision." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he already knew in his heart, and the scholar in front of him seemed unwilling to reveal his identity, so he no longer continued to ask deeply, but arched his hand and said: "In this way, the old man still has to thank the son for his kind reminder." ”

Feng Shuzhu was about to return the salute, but he heard someone shouting: "What are you two talking about, come with the Buddha quickly." ”

The two of them looked for prestige, and saw that it was a short red-clothed monk, standing at the gate of the courtyard with an unhappy face and shouting loudly, and when the two came to their side, they rolled their eyes and said with contempt: "This time I took you to see the second master, do you know what it is?"

Yi Dingjia smiled appingly: "I think it's the second master who wants to make a portrait." ”

The short red-clothed monk glanced at him and said, "I didn't expect you old man to be quite smart." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Feng Shuzhu and said: "The portrait you made for the Buddha some time ago, the second master saw it, and he was quite satisfied, but this time he is sure that he will paint better?"

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "Xiaosheng must do his best to please the satisfaction of the second master." ”

The short red-clothed monk snorted, and said, "You two must remember, this matter can only succeed and not fail!" said and glanced at the two of them fiercely, Fang said: "What's more, you two are recommended by me, if you lose the face of the Buddha this time, don't blame the Buddha for being ruthless, and the two of you will reach Bliss early." ”

The two of them hurriedly nodded yes, and the short red-clothed monk saw this, nodded, and said with a satisfied look: "Don't talk about it, come with me quickly." ”

The two of them followed closely through the Fuhu Hall and walked to the front yard, but along the way, they saw that several craftsmen were stepping up their work, and the number of monks supervising the work had also increased slightly, all of them were fierce and vicious, holding long whips, and the craftsmen were not allowed to slack off in the slightest.

"If the construction continues at such a speed, I am afraid that in a few days, this double-faced Buddhist temple will be completed, and the craftsmen will be poisoned. Thinking of this, Feng Shuzhu couldn't help frowning slightly, a trace of worry swept through his heart, and the sound of knocking and beating and making from his ears all the way sounded like a life-urging magic sound at this time, lingering around.

Before he knew it, he had come to the front of the studio, and the short red-clothed monk stopped, looked at the hall twice, and then turned back to the two and whispered: "Wait here for the time being, and wait for me to go in and report." After speaking, he walked in lightly, and after a while, he came out again, beckoning, "Come in with me, the second master is inside." When the two of them walked to their side, they hurriedly advised: "Remember to talk less when you have nothing to do, just follow orders." As he spoke, he looked at the two of them with a solemn gaze, and when he saw the two nodding yes, he shook his head with confidence, and motioned to enter with him.

The three of them walked into the hall, but saw a tall monk lying on the chair of the Taishi facing him, with arhat eyebrows, a beard on his face, and a thick body, who was slightly closed his eyes at this time, and two young women behind him were beating their backs and rubbing their shoulders.

The three of them stood close to the gate of the palace, and when they saw that the iron-headed Arhat's eyes had not opened, the short red-clothed monk glanced back at Feng Shuzhu and Yi Dingjia, motioned for the two to shut up, and then walked up lightly with a smile on their faces, came to the iron-headed Arhat's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

When the iron-headed arhat heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes for a while, then stretched out his hand and sighed, raised his hand to signal the two young women behind him to stop, and slowly stood up, walked over with tiger steps, looked at the two of them for a while, glanced at Yi Dingjia, but said to Feng Shuzhu: "You two are the one who painted?"

The two didn't dare to make a sound, they just nodded in acquiescence, Yi Dingjia was even more frightened to the point that beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the other party's strong sense of oppression made him feel a little difficult to breathe, for fear of making a mistake in any small action.

Seeing this, the iron-headed arhat showed a complacent look on his face, as if he was satisfied with his deterrent power, and then said in a rough voice: "How long does it take to make a portrait, Buddha, I don't have a lot of time to spend with you." ”

When the short red-clothed monk heard this, he hurriedly walked over and said: "The second master doesn't know, this scholar's painting is very peculiar, and he can draw it if he only sees one side of the person." ”

The iron-headed arhat seemed to be very interested when he heard this, turned his head to look at Feng Shuzhu, and said strangely: "Is this true?"

Feng Shuzhu replied: "Yu Er is in charge, what this Buddha said is true, Xiaosheng's painting is all based on memory. ”

The iron-headed arhat looked at Feng Shuzhu for a while, deliberately raised his tone a little, and said: "Okay, then the Buddha is waiting for your portrait, if the painting is good, there will be rewards, if the painting is not good, hum." He said with a fierce and eerie expression.

When the short red-clothed monk heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Definitely, it will definitely be able to be drawn, please, please put it in the second master, rest assured." As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Shuzhu and motioned to follow him.

Feng Shuzhu suddenly realized, and said busily: "Oh, yes, yes, yes, please rest assured, Xiaosheng will definitely be able to draw well." ”

The iron-headed arhat let out a soft snort in his nose, and then said, "When will you be able to draw?"

When the short red-clothed monk heard this, he lowered his head, not daring to answer the question again, but he kept asking for help from the wind and bamboo out of the corner of his eye.

Feng Shuzhu saw it in his eyes and felt funny, but he deliberately delayed for a while before he said: "Xiaosheng dares to ask what kind of portrait the second master wants to make?"

The iron-headed arhat squinted his eyes, seemed to nod, looked at Feng Shuzhu and said, "You are very thoughtful." After speaking, he turned around, pulled the monk's robe, revealed a ball of chest hair, and said loudly: "The Buddha wants you to draw a picture of the Arhat and the Tiger in full bloom!"

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu thought for a while, and said softly: "Dare to ask the second master, in addition to the size, what other requirements are there?"

The iron-headed Arhat nodded obviously this time and said, "The red robe, the white tiger, and the crescent shovel are powerful and powerful, and the image is true." After a pause, he walked over in one step, his tall body blocked in front of Jiang Feng Shuzhu and Yi Dingjia, lowered his voice, and asked, "Can it be done?"

Feng Shuzhu must see the fierce light in his eyes, and arched his hand and said: "As long as the painting materials are ready, Xiaosheng can be done in three days." ”

"Okay!" The iron-headed arhat shouted, so frightened that Yi Dingjia's whole body trembled, and then the iron-headed arhat stretched out his big hand again, pointed to the short red-clothed monk and said: "All the things prepared for painting, today are ready, the Buddha will look at the painting three days later!" After speaking, he took a big stride and walked out.

The short red-clothed monk saw that the iron-headed Arhat had gone away, so he withdrew his gaze, turned around and waved his hand gently, signaling the two women to go down, then wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said to Feng Shuzhu: "How sure are you that you promised to complete such a huge portrait in three days?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, Lord Buddha, if Feng dares to say this, he must be a bamboo in his chest, and he will not leave a truth for the second master and blame you." ”

When the short red-clothed monk heard this, his face widened, but he immediately said, "What do you need for this painting?"

Feng Shuzhu nodded, and explained to the short red-clothed monk one by one, preparing pen and ink, dyes, setting up easels and other things.

The short red-clothed monk listened carefully, remembered it seriously, and after some explanation, he no longer doubted Feng Shuzhu's promise, and then went out to gather craftsmen and set up an easel.

After Yi Dingjia waited for the red-clothed monk to go out, he approached Feng Shuzhu, looked at it twice, and said in a low voice: "Childe is really sure that he can make this painting in just three days?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said, "Seniors don't have to worry, Feng will keep you safe." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, although he knew that the scholar in front of him was extraordinary, he still had doubts, but at the moment he seemed to have no other choice, so he had to nod his head suspiciously.

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly, he understood this Yi Dingjia's thoughts in his heart, and he was bent on completing the portrait on time to ensure his own safety, but the truth was very different, but he couldn't break it in front of him, so he avoided unnecessary trouble.

The two of them stopped talking, but fell silent at the same time, and turned to look at the craftsmen silently, carrying materials and setting up easels......