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Fu Yan stood in the midst of the crowd of people, looking at the street in a daze.

Scenes of the past can't help but come to mind.

When I first met Qingge, I was shocked; I met Sikong Lanyue and Jiangnan Gongzi again, and they intersected with each other; and then sold swords at the street corner, attracting Duguxiong and Che Feiyuan

The past is in sight, and it is difficult to chase it.

Everything seems to go back to the beginning.

But after Fu Remnant, he will never return to the beginning.

The traces of Qingge have been deeply rooted in his heart, although his identity is limited, he has never been revealed, but he can't forget it after all.

After a few days of running around, the heavy rain did not stop, and Fu was already full of impetuousness.

He felt like his life had never been so sober.

Because of sobriety, some things are more urgent.

He walked all the way in, worshipping along the main hall, and there was only piety in his heart.

Soon, at the other end of the square, a monk in a robe walked slowly, his hands clasped together, and his expression was indifferent.

The clear space is still the same as it was at the beginning, indifferent, calm, and has the bearing that a monk should have.

"Master Fu Remnant, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

He was extremely gifted, proficient in Buddhism, and had reached the middle stage of the grandmaster.

I haven't seen it for more than three years, and the headroom has made a lot of progress.

Fu Yan nodded and said, "Where is the Heart Wisdom Shenni?"

Jingkong bowed his head and said: "Xinhui Master is in the Futu Tower, and the poor monk is here to receive the donor." ”

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Xinhui Shenni knows that I am coming?"

"Yes. Jingkong smiled slightly and said, "Please." ”

Fu Yan nodded and went happily.

The temple is indeed different, after that huge disaster, it seems that the entire temple has calmed down, people's hearts are quiet, and the temple is naturally quiet.

That devout belief seems to float over this monastery.

Buwu was wearing a big red abbot's robe, holding a Zen staff, walked slowly, performed a Buddhist salute with one hand, and said: "Master Fu Remnant, the ancestor is waiting for you on the top floor of the Futu Tower." ”

His face was indifferent and smiling, obviously out of the haze of the year and got rid of the demons in his heart.

Buwu is indeed a generation of masters.

Along the Futu Pagoda, slowly go up layer by layer, during which the Buddha carvings and paintings are innumerable, the scriptures are carved on the wall, and the Buddha rhyme continues to linger around Fu Remnant.

His heart was more peaceful, and in his past and present lives, all the past came to his head, as if they were close at hand.

And when the breeze blew, it all dispersed.

The past is like smoke, taking refuge in the empty door.

Fu Yan smiled slightly and said, "The younger generation will meet the gods." ”

"Come in. The old man's voice was flat.

Fu Yan pushed the door in, and a thin figure suddenly came into view.

She was sitting on top of the futon, with her back to herself, her figure in effect, and the top of her head was nothing. Probably due to old age, the back of the head is full of layers of flesh lines.

She sat there quietly, Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, feeling that it was not a person sitting there, but a statue, a Buddha.

Deeply versed in the Dharma, unfathomable.

Fu Zan's smile lightly, folded his hands, bowed down, and said, "Junior Fu Remnant, I've seen Shenni." ”

Xinhui Shenni didn't speak, just muttered the scriptures in his mouth.

And Fu Yan was not in a hurry, and waited quietly.

And so on, until dusk.

Xinhui Shenni finally got up slowly and turned his head.

Fu Yan raised his eyes and looked, and an old face suddenly came into view.

She was already very old, her facial features seemed to be wrinkled together, and her eyes were very small, but they were clear. The wrinkles on his face are like knife cuts, deeply embedded in the flesh, and there is no wrinkle, they all seem to be filled with all the stories in life.

She folded her hands, her dry fingers constantly fiddling with the Buddha beads, and looked at herself lightly.

Fu Remnant hurriedly bowed and said, "Shenni, Fu Remnant came this time to invite Shenni out of the temple and go to Jinling to rescue Qingge." ”

Xinhui Shenni didn't speak, just looked at Fu Yan lightly and kept watching.

After a long time, he said slowly: "The roots are in the middle and down, but he has a Taoist rhyme, there is a faint fortitude between his eyebrows, tenderness in the corners of his eyes, his figure is straight, his eyes are pious, and Qingge is not wrong." ”

Fu Zan's heart moved when she knew that she was evaluating herself, and hurriedly said: "Shen Ni praises, Fu Zan's dare not be." ”

Xinhui Shenni nodded, and suddenly said, "You can also come out and see him." ”

Fu Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and his face showed doubts, could it be that there were other people on this Futu Tower?

As soon as the thought came to mind, a faint voice had already come out: "Yes." ”

With the voice, a slender figure slowly walked out from the other side, she was dressed in black, long and casually scattered, and her temperament was extraordinary.

The skin is fair, the corners of the eyes are wrinkled, the expression is indifferent, and the eyes are complex.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, but she is old and can already see the wind and frost all over her body.

Fu Yan was suddenly shocked, and couldn't help blurting out: "Are you ...... Are you the Lady of the Magic Mountain?"

Although she didn't wear a peacock mask, the momentum of that body couldn't be concealed. Moreover, Fu Yan was in the Black Lotus Demon Mountain, and saw her take off her mask and reunite with Yin Xikui.

How did she end up here?

For a while, Fu Yan was also in chaos.

The Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain looked at Fu Yan, her eyes were extremely complicated, she sighed deeply, and said, "Okay, very good." ”

Fu Yan was puzzled: "What's good?"

The Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain smiled: "It's all good, your roots are not good, but your understanding is not bad, not inferior to your father in the slightest." ”

Fu Yan was surprised: "Do you know my father?"

Our Lady of the Magic Mountain said: "Not to mention acquaintance, when I was twenty-four years old, I first joined the Grandmaster, and your father was twenty-five years old, at the peak of the Transformation Realm, hehe! ”

Fu Yan felt a little strange in his heart, how many fights did his father fight, why were there defeated subordinates everywhere?

Fu Yan didn't know what to say, and couldn't help but look towards Xinhui Shenni.

Xinhui Shenni looked at the Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain and said, "You also know the situation in Jinling, but there is still a shortage of manpower, do you want to go." ”

The Holy Mother of the Magic Mountain said: "It is incumbent on you, Fu Remnant, you need a master." ”

Fu Yan is the second monk was puzzled, and couldn't help but say: "Shenni, she ......"

Xinhui Shenni interrupted Fu Yan's words and said, "You will know everything sooner or later, let's go, go to Jinling, she will assist you in saving Qingge." ”

Fu Yan was silent for a moment, and nodded slowly.

And in the distant lonely mountain, above the bottomless canyon, two figures are standing in the wind, fluttering.

A person is slender, white clothes fluttering, his head is as pale as snow, the whole person is like a beautiful plum in the cold winter, indifferent, noble, and fragrant and beautiful.

The other was dressed in gray, tall, with black hair and big eyes, and was not angry and arrogant.

Chu Luo'er sighed: "Master, are you really not going?"

Gu Jiujue grinned and said: "Of course I won't go! Lao Tzu is not the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering, whether the Qishi Mansion tries the water or not, is there any difficulty in the rivers and lakes, and what does it have to do with me?"

Chu Luo'er said: "Fu Remnant wants to save Qingge, and the apprentice also wants to take revenge, can't you help me, master?"

"You want revenge?" Gu Jiu said: "You are my precious apprentice, of course I will help you, that Yin Zun, I will find a chance to kill it another day." ”

Chu Luo'er was speechless for a while, it's been six years, and the master is still like this...... So peculiar.

She said all the good things, but she still couldn't move her master.

She suddenly said, "Master, that ...... The gloomy Kui said, "I'll talk to you about Jinling!"

Gu Jiujue frowned and said, "What did you say?

Chu Luo'er's eyes lit up, and she said, "Yes, not only him, but also the Broken Sky Mansion Lord Empty Chu River, the heart of the Hanging Mi Temple!"

"Xinhui, that nun is also there?" Gu Jiu never said happily: "Don't go, don't go!" That nun is so annoyed that she is going to die, she has been talking about mercy and mercy for more than forty years, and my ears are calloused!"

Chu Luo'er said: "But the covenant of the Yin Evil Kui?"

"Hmph, what if he asks me out? Lao Tzu said that if he doesn't go, he won't go, which makes him look like a big face. Gu Jiujue suddenly said unpleasantly.

Chu Luo'er talked about it, but she was helpless.

At this moment, a powerful green light suddenly pierced the sky and landed steadily on the other side of the canyon.

An old figure was as tall as a green pine, white fluttering, hunting with a long knife in his hand, and he said loudly: "Old Demon King, don't talk crookedly, hurry up! Follow me to Jinling!"

Gu Jiujue's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Linghu Qiu, don't you know the rules of my Lonely Mountain? If you dare to trespass into Lonely Mountain, do you want to fight with me?"

Ling Huqiu laughed wildly: "It's been more than forty years, and you haven't changed your stinky temper! When have you been shouting about the rules of the Lonely Mountain! Can you go?"

Gu Jiujue frowned, and suddenly a black light flashed all over his body, turning into a shock, and suddenly landed steadily in front of Ling Huqiu.

He said coldly: "What if you don't go?

Ling Huqiu grinned and said, "Stinky temper! I can't beat you, but you have to go to this matter! Qishi Mansion is so arrogant, do you think you Gu Jiu can stay out of the matter? If you solve those little guys, we old guys will also be found." ”

"How dare he?" Gu Jiujue sneered: "Give him ten more dares from the Qishi Mansion, and he won't dare to come to my Lonely Mountain!"

"Okay!" Ling Huqiu said: "Have you had few eyes and ears over the years?" According to the flying pigeon biography of the Kongchu River, this matter has been planned in detail, and Yin Kui has made arrangements. ”

Gu Jiujue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Hmph! This little doll is really scheming enough, and she has been thinking about this for at least ten years! Hmph!"

Linghuqiu said: "We should also understand, it is said that even foreigners are here this time!"

Gu Jiu snorted coldly: "I don't know how thick the sky is, and the Daming Martial Arts is also something they can meddle in?"

Linghuqiu said: "Let's go, take a look!"

"Just look, who has the old devil ever been afraid of?" Gu Jiujue grinned and said, "Good boy, let's go!"

Chu Luo'er also smiled slightly, and her figure suddenly flew down, hugged her fists and said, "Luo'er has seen Grandpa Linghu." ”

"Yo! Xiao Luo'er!" Ling Huqiu laughed and said, "Oh! Xiao Luo'er has grown up after all, let's go!"

Chu Luo'er nodded, and the three of them suddenly flew out.

Four days later, outside Jinling City, under the rain pavilion!

Kongchu River is already standing in place, waiting for all the strong to come!