In the past few years in the world, there have been vertical and horizontal families who are famous in the world, and one person can influence the wind and clouds, and the rise and fall of the main world.

Wuzang's sentence "Save the people in the ghost world by the way" seems to be a rough and big talk, but it is said lightly and lightly, obviously confident.

Di Yunfeng smiled and watched how the two of them controlled the rise and fall of the ghost world.

On the third floor of the Lotus Pavilion, just looking through the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond, when Wuzang and Di Yunfeng went upstairs, Wuchen was already in front of the window, with his back to his back, and he didn't see his color.

"Feel free to sit down, you're welcome. Although Wuchen's tone was very light, the arrogance in his bones could not be hidden.

Wuzang deliberately stood up, but Di Yunfeng sat down unceremoniously, and at this time, a flower-faced little monk brought two teas from downstairs, rested them lightly on the table, and said childishly: "Two adults, please drink tea." ”

The little monk was born pink and tender, five or six years old, the most lovely.

Di Yunfeng nodded with a smile, thanked him, sniffed the fragrance of the tea, and couldn't wait to take the tea, but he had just taken a sip, but he heard a group of Wuzang ask, "Is this your son?"

Wuzang pointed to the little monk and asked about the dustless by the windowsill.

Wuchen didn't look back, didn't speak, and pressed the windowsill fiercely with a pair of iron palms, obviously angry in his heart.

The little monk explained: "Don't misunderstand, adults, I am the apprentice of Master Wuchen, and my name is Xiao Nian. ”

Wuzang didn't realize it, nodded, untied a Buddha bead from his bracelet, handed it to the little monk, and said with a smile: "Since you are like the Buddha, then I will give you a gift, I only wish you piety." ”

"This ......" The little monk scratched his head, looked back at the dustless by the window, shook his head and refused: "The master said that we can't accept gifts from others for no reason, so I can't accept this Buddha bead." ”

Wuchen said suddenly: "Xiao Nian, Wuzang is a predecessor of Buddhism, and his dust Buddha beads are the treasure of Juntian, you can choose to accept them." ”

Xiao Nian had already coveted the Buddha beads in his hand, and with the master's consent, he also took the Buddha beads unceremoniously, and thanked happily: "Thank you seniors for your gifts!"

Wuzang touched Xiao Nian's bald head, and said with a smile: "Master Wuchen is the master of Buddhism, and he has a bright future with him, and he must be pious." ”

Xiao Nian smiled "hehe" and asked: "The master is called Wuchen, and the predecessor is called Wuzang, are you brothers in the same school?"

Wuzang was slightly stunned, laughed twice and was about to answer, but Wuchen's stern words came out first: "Xiao Nian, how is your 'Nine Classics' recited?"

Xiao Nian was smart and clever, and knew the deep meaning of the master's words, so he bowed respectfully to Wuzang and said with a smile: "Uncle Wuzang, thank you for the gift, I went to chant, goodbye, Lord Siqing will also see you." After speaking, he hurriedly ran down the lotus pavilion.

Wuzang smiled at Xiao Nian's back, looked straight at it and sighed: "It's too similar, it's too similar......"

Di Yunfeng wondered, "Like what?"

Muzo chuckled: "Whether it's in appearance or personality, it's very much like nothing."

When he was a young man, hehehe......"

"Hmph!" Wuchen slapped his palm on the windowsill, and his palm sank into the wood again, showing that he was angry in his heart. He still turned around, and only said in a cold voice: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have become so sleek?"

Wu Ji Cha said: "Go outside, you will see a lot of different people, if you put yourself into it, you will become as reasonable as me." ”

Wuchen sneered, "In the end, you still came here. ”

Wuzang said indifferently: "As I just said, if you feel more, you will let go of some things, such as winning or losing," he smiled again: "I don't care if you win or lose." ”

"But I care!" Wuchen looked back suddenly, his eyes full of disdain.

Wuzang's eyes were as calm as water: "And then?"

Wuchen stepped forward and pointed at Wuzang's nose and said, "Then you lose, the Buddha path in your heart is fundamentally wrong, hell will never be empty, and evil spirits will never be influenced!"

Muzang said: "I know. ”

Wuchen gritted his teeth: "Then do you accept me?"

Wuzang said: "I will obey you." ”

Wuchen blushed angrily, pacing back and forth in the room, he won, but he was not happy at all when he won, on the contrary, Wuzang who lost had a spring face.

Who wins and who loses?

Wuzang breathed a sigh of relief, got up and moved to the window, looked at the scenery of the great lotus pond from afar, and said indifferently: "I lost to reality in the ghost world, but won the ideal dust in the world, if you go to the world to walk once, you will find that bitter Zen is ridiculed in the ghost world, carried forward in the world, and even deep-rooted, and has become an indispensable belief for people." He shook his head and looked back and asked Wuchen, "Do you still think I lost?"

"A hundred years in the world, the vicissitudes of life, how can it be compared with the eternal ghost world?"

Wuzang laughed helplessly, and the laughter went from shallow to deep.

Wuchen was puzzled: "Why are you laughing?"

Wuzang put away his smile, patted Wuchen's shoulder, and said slowly and deeply: "The short world is not as good as the eternal ghost world, but one thing you must not forget, whether it is evil spirits or good souls, they all come from the world, including you and me who use faith to change the world and surpass their suffering souls, even if the ghost world is still in turmoil at this moment, I will believe that in another thousand years, there will be good souls with my thoughts to purify the entire ghost world!"

The power of faith can change a person, a country, a nation, and even an entire world.

Wuchen was powerless to refute, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and was silent for a long time.

"I'm from the world, and I have the most right to speak," Di Yunfeng put down the empty teacup, got up and stood between Wuchen and Wuzang, and said: "Although I'm not very familiar with your bets, but in terms of the debate and dialogue between the two of you, you can roughly judge the result, Wuzang won, and his words are more convincing." ”

Wuzang said bitterly: "It's right that I lost, in the past I put down big words,

It is said that within 100,000 years, hell will be empty, and evil spirits will be scattered...... But if you look at the scene in front of you, evil spirits are about to overflow, and reincarnation is about to collapse. ”

"No! I lost, I lost completely!" Wuchen gritted his teeth, and said ashamedly: "You have been trying to change the world, and I am here to stick to the rules!"

Wuzang said: "If you don't guard here, the ghost empire will not rise and fall for ten thousand years." ”

"The water level in the patio will soon exceed the warning line, and the seal will not be able to suppress the flood of the evil spirit canal," a deep exhaustion crept up Dustless' cheeks, he looked out the window worriedly, sighed, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I really can't do anything anymore......"

"Why do you apologize?100,000 years, hehe......" Wuzang patted Wuchen's shoulder, and asked Di Yunfeng on the side with a smile: "Lord Bai, do you think 100,000 years is long enough?"

Di Yunfeng rubbed his nose: "Let me tell you, when Lao Tzu was a mortal, the first monster he killed was an evil dragon that had lived for 100,000 years. Of course, it's an inconsequential story," he paused, and then said earnestly, "I want to escape from the ghost prison after a quarter of an hour, and you will wait for 100,000 years, and I can't describe your greatness in words." ”

Di Yunfeng emphasized: "Really, what I said is true, if you want to set up a merit monument for you, it must be untitled, wordless and immeasurable." ”

"It's all right to come to these less, hehehe......" Wuchen laughed embarrassedly.

Di Yunfeng cupped his chin and asked, "I've always wondered, are the two of you a monk?"

"Monk?" Wuchen was a little confused, "What is a monk?"

Wuzang explained: "Being a monk is a term for my teachings that I have passed on to the world, and I don't deny or affirm anything, but I can tell you unequivocally that we are not monks. ”

Di Yunfeng took out two jars of wine, shook them in his hands, and asked with a smile, "Can you drink that wine?"

Wuchen raised his hand and walked in a forbidden posture, and said: "Forget about the wine, you shouldn't eat too much meaty things, otherwise you will have a stable heart." ”

Wuzang is not ambiguous, took the wine jar to unseal the mud, raised his head and poured a few sips, and then stuffed another jar of wine into Wuchen's hand: "The wine is not strong, the drink is acceptable, and it doesn't hurt to drink a lot, it is the last journey, the senior brother makes a statement, drink half a jar first!"

"Alas...... You've really changed......" Wuchen smiled, not as wild as Wuzang, but also opened his mouth to drink.

Di Yunfeng was not obedient, so he asked out loud: "What is the last journey, do you two want to hike?"

"Hiking?"

Wuzang and Wuchen glanced at each other, each smiled, and said from Wuzang: "Yes, it's also a hike, Lord Bai still remembers that I told you at the beginning, I came for a promise." ”

Di Yunfeng added: "I also helped my friends and saved the common people. ”

Wuzang drank the wine and laughed: "Promise is hiking, the friend to help is you, and then look at the people in the ghost world, they are the objects I save......!"