Xiaoyue carried Xiaohua all the way on her back, the mountain behind the Cloud Temple was open, this was originally the vegetable garden, but unfortunately now it has become a wasteland, all over the graves, full of people who died due to the epidemic, all the graves in front of her are in a mess, all the graves have been opened, Xiaoyue looked around left and right, and did not see the living corpses, nor did she see the senior brother and his party, so they could only be determined that they went down the mountain along the back mountain path, looked back at the Cloud Temple, sighed, and disappeared into the shadows of the mountain road.

At night, there was a smell of blood that could not be dispersed, Xiaoyue tensed his nerves, and no wind and grass could escape his eyes, and because of this, when he came to the halfway point of the mountain, what he saw in front of him was still the Guanlan Mountain in his memory.

Countless living corpses are walking towards the mountain in all directions, and the people who are struggling among the corpses are Huijue and his party, there were thirty or forty people before, and now there are only ten people left to resist stubbornly, just like a small boat in the waves, which will be swallowed up at any time.

Xiaoyue glanced at the little screaming flower on her back, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The monk is really a mud bodhisattva, crossing the river is difficult to protect himself." ”

After that, he put down the little cry flower, and hid it behind a boulder, and shattered most of the stone with one palm, and the gravel fell just to block the little call flower below, and Xiaoyue found a lot of dead branches and leaves to cover the gaps, just looking at the form of this mountain, Xiaoyue knew that it was nine deaths and one life, rather than taking the little call flower together, it was better to let him hide here or maybe there was a glimmer of life.

"Abbot, are we doomed?" Shanle was desperate in his heart, the living corpse in front of him could not be killed at all, and it was like a locust, he thought that there was only a mountain, but he knew that the mountain was hell.

"Life and death are certain, so don't be afraid of it. Hui Jue comforted that after years of practicing Buddhism, he had already been able to break through life and death, but he was pitiful for these young disciples who had suffered this unwarranted disaster.

"Disciple... The disciple is not afraid, but if he wants to become like this, the disciple would rather die!" "Shanle has made up his mind to die in his heart, since he can't get out of the trap, he would rather die immediately than be bitten to death alive, and become like a bloodthirsty evil ghost like them, and he broke the long stick in his hand, and the sharp wooden thorn pierced his neck.

"Ants are still greedy, don't listen to senior brother's nonsense. ”

One hand held the tip of the wooden stick, the sharp wooden thorn pierced his hand, the blood was reflected in his eyes, Shanle looked at the person in front of him blankly, tears couldn't stop falling, and muttered "first...... Disciple...... Shanle doesn't want to die. ”

"Senior brother, are you alright? Huijue couldn't help but lift her spirits when she saw Xiaoyue.

"It's a long story, let's talk about it when we get out of trouble. Xiaoyue threw the half of the wooden stick with her backhand, piercing the throats of several living corpses in a row, nailing them to a rock, but they still had no pain at all, and walked forward step by step, and the black blood dripped down in a line of blood on the wooden stick.

"How to get out of trouble? Where is it to get out of trouble?" Hui Jue smiled bitterly, he didn't believe Xiaoyue, but the word "get out of trouble" seems to be difficult to climb to the sky in terms of the current situation, and no matter how many living corpses there are on this Guanlan Mountain, even if they go down the mountain, how many are waiting for them under the mountain, will the entire Yuezhou, and even Kyushu, become like this?

From the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, he has seen enough of how many disciples have died tragically and how many monks and elders have died along the way.

"The junior brother doesn't know, but after reading so many Buddhist scriptures, the junior brother has learned a little bit of everything, but he has not learned to sit still. Xiaoyue looked back at the living corpses that were densely blocked on the mountain road, and made a bold move!

Xiaoyue alone withstood the pressure of ninety percent of the two, and tore a path from the group of corpses, Huijue and the remaining two monks and elders supported the young disciples, the pressure was much less, and the black blood collected all the way from the halfway up the mountainside, like a gurgling stream, flowing on the mountain road, the whole mountain road was slippery and sticky, and every step of Xiaoyue was stepping on the flesh and blood.

Kill can't be stopped, no matter how fine the control of the inner element, the living corpses in front of them can't be killed, fortunately, these living corpses have no brains at all, they only know a strong rush to kill, if they still maintain their intelligence, it is impossible to resist at all.

All night, they finally arrived at the foot of the mountain, three more to kill the sunrise, decades of morning bells and dusk drums, today did not ring again, but to the bottom of the mountain, this living corpse is not only not less than the mountain, but also everywhere, Guanlan Mountain Cloud Temple is far away from the town, so many living corpses, there is only one possibility, that is, all the people in the nearby villages, even including robbers and thieves have not escaped this catastrophe.

Xiaoyue smiled bitterly and shook his head, this night, his inner yuan has already consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight, although the Tianxuan Realm is strong, but he can't afford such a loss, he originally planned to send the disciples down the mountain first, and then go back to bring Xiao Zhaohua down, but now it seems that let alone go back to save Xiao Zhaohua, whether he can survive or not is a problem.

As soon as the living corpses who were still eating each other saw this group of monks covered in blood, it was like a wild beast smelling fresh pieces of meat, and they rushed towards them one after another, and there were still living corpses chasing down from the mountain behind them, Xiaoyue was really a little helpless.

"Alas, that's it, junior brother, go by yourself, find your two disciples, don't let my Yun Temple destroy the sect. Hui Jue sat down on the spot, he had already exhausted his strength to support his disciples along the way, and everyone present could get out of trouble in this situation except Xiaoyue, and there was no one else except Xiaoyue, rather than dragging Xiaoyue to die here, it was better to let him leave alone, which could be regarded as protecting the incense of Yun Temple.

The two monks beside him also nodded towards Xiaoyue, sat cross-legged beside Huijue, closed their eyes and chanted, and the rest of the disciples sat down on the spot when they saw this, their hands folded, they were not very old, the youngest was even fifteen or sixteen years old, but none of them were afraid of death, and they all recited Buddhist scriptures.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. Dressed and bowled. Settle in the city and beg for food. in its city. The second begging has begged. Return to the Locality. Meals. Collect the mantle. Wash your feet already. Sit on a seat. ”

"Long old man Su Bodhi. In the masses. i.e. from the seat. Favoring the right shoulder. Hit the ground on your right knee. Gassho respectfully. And the white Buddha said. I hope that there is a world honor. If you come to protect and remember the Bodhisattvas. Kindness to the Bodhisattvas. World-honored. Good man. Good woman. Developing the three bodhichitta. Should the clouds live, and the clouds should subdue their hearts. Buddha's words. Good, good, good. Subodhi. As you say. If you come to protect and remember the Bodhisattvas. Kindness to the Bodhisattvas. Thou shalt hear it. Speak for you. Good man. Good woman. Developing the three bodhichitta. It should dwell as it is, and subdue its heart as it is. Only. World-honored. I want to be happy. ”

The sound of Zen chanting resounded throughout Guanlan Mountain, Xiaoyue just didn't say a word, forced Nei Yuan, and every time he made a move, he separated the flesh and bones of the living corpse in front of him, and the blood was splashed three feet, and he couldn't get up and move, he was naturally not afraid of these living corpses, but he had to protect the same door behind him, it was even more difficult.

He Zhang Zhenren can sit on the head of the city for the people of Yueguo, and I Xiaoyue and my disciples can't protect it?

Huijue wanted to persuade, but he couldn't say it when the words came to his mouth, Xiaoyue was his junior brother, what temper was the clearest, he was not willing to die if he could break through life and death, he also wanted to live, continue to spread the Buddhist Dharma, unravel the sign every day, chant sutras, and watch the younger generation of disciples grow up, he wanted to see if his junior brother could really cultivate the right fruit of heaven and man one day, and Caixia soared.

Xiaoyue gritted her teeth to resist the tide of corpses, no longer controlling the consumption of the inner element, and for a while, no living corpse could get close to within ten meters, but the living corpses were no longer living people, they would not be afraid, they would not feel pain, some were just instinctive desires, they just wanted to eat more than a dozen living people in front of them, there was no right or wrong in their eyes, some were just edible and inedible.

Xiaoyue slapped again, and shook a large group of living corpses away, but she stumbled under her feet, almost fell to the ground, and exhaled deeply and said to herself, "The monk is a little tired." ”

"Senior brother. "Huijue can't bear to look at it, as Xiaoyue, the head of the Cloud Temple, there are a few people in this world who can compare with him, but his temperament is like this, as long as he identifies it, he never regrets it.

"Haha, don't be sad, senior brother, there are thousands of Buddhism in this world, and my Yun Temple is nothing, but it's a pity that the monk can't see the east and the west to grow up, and he can't see the north and the south to become talented. Xiaoyue laughed loudly, bracing her body, still not taking half a step back.

The group of corpses seemed to have seen through the state of Xiaoyue's powerful crossbow, and roared and rushed towards him.

Suddenly, the entire Guanlan Mountain shook three times, and the living corpses around them suddenly stopped moving, and they all looked sideways at the Cloud Temple on Guanlan Peak, I don't know when, the Guanlan Peak has become a sea of swords, and countless sword tides are like a storm circling and chasing something, but then they are covered by the blood mist in the sky, and they can't see through.

After three breaths, a golden lotus broke through the blood mist, and the pure and holy breath cleansed the blood mist, and even the living corpses under the mountain fell to the ground one after another, struggling and rolling with black smoke all over their bodies.

"Golden Lotus...... Has the Bodhisattva come to save us?" Hui Jue muttered as he looked at the illusory golden lotus on Guanlan Peak.

After the blood mist was dispelled by the golden lotus, it gathered in one place, condensed into a ball of blood, and fled from Guanlan Peak in an instant, and walked to the bottom of the mountain in a blink of an eye, ignoring Xiaoyue and them at all.

"Lord Xiao Shi?" Xiaoyue looked at Guanlan Peak from afar, and was also quite surprised, the demon from the Ghost Dao Yuan who claimed to be Mi Luo was actually repelled by Xiao Shu?

In the Guanlan Fengyun Temple, the temple houses were destroyed in one fell swoop, the two scripture pavilions turned into ruins, and the pagoda only had the base left, and the upper part was completely sideways, the demon who called himself Mi Luo was no longer here, and the sword tide also dissipated, which was just Xiao Shu's plan, and the sword borrowed when he opened the gate of heaven is still engraved in Xiao Shu's heart.

Xiao Shu stood alone in the middle of the ruins, and the golden lotus that covered the sky and the sun gradually dispersed, turning into a golden thread and returning to the Buddha beads in his hand.

As Mi Luo fled with heavy injuries, Xiao Shu could no longer support it, a mouthful of blood surged into his chest, he could no longer suppress the injury, he sat down with a pale face, looked at the Buddha bead in his hand and muttered to himself, "Who are you?"