But in the eyes of outsiders, it is not like this, the birch fairy, who has been staring at every move in the pavilion, saw that Mo Long shaved Mo Hai and wondered what it meant, and then saw Mo Hai do chanting, plus the monk robe on Mo Hai's body, only to confirm that this is indeed a monk.

To her surprise, the atmosphere around her seemed to have changed, everything around her seemed to have become peaceful, she didn't know if it was her own illusion, suddenly, a rainbow appeared above the pavilion in a visible degree. The surface of the lake rippled, and she turned her head to look into the lake, only to see schools of swimming fish swimming carefree on the surface of the lake. What made her even more unbelievable was that under her feet and on the ground around her, unknown grasses were emerging flower bones one after another, and they were blooming rapidly with a visible degree, fresh and lovely.

In less than a moment, the lakeside within a radius of dozens of zhang centered on the pavilion was purple and red, and a hundred flowers bloomed, gradually brewing a refreshing fragrance.

As a person in the Buddhist sect, the birch fairy instantly realized that it was the auspicious omen of the Dharma, and it was the Dharma that was done, and her eyes instantly focused on Mo Hai who was chanting the Sutra again, could it be that this monk did it? She was a little incredulous.

Look at the rainbow above the pavilion, look at the swimming fish playing in the lake, and then look at the flowers under your feet, the birch fairy slowly squatted down, reached out and picked a small white flower, put it in front of the mouth and nose and sniffed, and finally slowly took it into the mouth, chewed gently, the juice chewed out, slightly sour, difficult to swallow.

But it proves that this is a living object, not the kind of Dharma auspiciousness that I have seen, but the sincerity of the golden stone. The birch fairy who slowly stood up looked at the sea of ink chanting in the thatched pavilion, and was shocked, could it be that this monk really did it, could it be that this monk's Buddhism is really so profound that the grass and trees are only in his thoughts?

How is this possible? Fairy Light Birch still can't believe it, although she can't use her mana now, she can still feel the mana fluctuations when she touches herself, but she doesn't feel any mana fluctuations, but she has witnessed the spectacle of a hundred flowers blooming in an instant.

Even if the Buddha Lord performs such a spectacle as Dharma almsgiving, it is driven by mana, and she can feel the fluctuation of mana, and she can't explain what is going on in front of her. But she believes that it must be related to mana, but she doesn't understand this method, that is to say, the monk in front of her can actually use mana here!

Thinking about it from another angle, this may indeed be a place to hide treasures, and this monk is the one who guards the treasure, and the person who arranges the array with stars must be the one who buries the treasure, so there is a way to avoid the interference of the formation, the treasure of Nanwumen, is this person a disciple of Nanwumen?

The Light Birch Fairy seemed to understand that if Mo Long wanted to leave this place, the solution might lie in the guardian of this treasure.

As a result, panic surged in his heart, Mo Long obviously had a good relationship with the person who guarded the treasure, and it was difficult to use the mana of his own body, but the person who guarded the treasure could use his mana, and his fate could be imagined.

Mo Long, who was concentrating on shaving Mo Hai's head, didn't notice this, he was at peace, and after helping Mo Hai shave, he touched Mo Hai's bald head, patted it again, and said with a smile: "Okay! I'll do it myself, and I'll get you cheap." He slapped Mo Hai's head off again.

"Amitabha!" Mo Hai whispered the Buddha's name and slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Mo Long, who was looking at him, couldn't help but be stunned, the * holiness on Mo Hai's face was very rushing, straight to his heart, making him almost feel like he was lost in his mind and knelt down to worship.

But that kind of holiness passed away in a flash, Mo Hai changed into a hippie smile again, raised his hand and touched his bald head, and said in a smile: "What do you mean to be cheap for me? Big brother, my head is not something that anyone can touch, and the person who can pat my head must be a person of great blessing." ”

Mo Long rolled his eyes, too lazy to bother with this laizi.

However, as soon as Mo Hai's words came out, it was like a prophecy, and there was a rumbling above the nine heavens, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Huh!" Mo Hai was curious, got up and walked to the railing, stretched out his head to look at the sky outside, and said suspiciously: "This hellish weather is strange, the sky is clear, why is there thunder, is it going to rain?"

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, the ink dragon's nose flapped, looked around, couldn't help but be stunned, saw all kinds of unknown small flowers by the lake, and thought that he was wrong, jumped out of the pavilion and picked a flower and crushed it in his hand, now yes, it is indeed flowers, but he can be sure that these wild flowers must not have grown on the lakeside before.

What is especially obvious is that there is no one in the distance, that is, the area centered on the pavilion is long, and the growth of this wildflower is inevitably too deliberate, Mo Long couldn't help but point to surprise and asked: "Second brother, what's going on with this flower?"

Mo Hai pointed to himself triumphantly, indicating that it was his masterpiece, and said: "The carving insect skill is not worth mentioning, it can only be pretended to be a façade, and it can neither kill people nor protect oneself, it is just a useless little trick." ”

Mo Long was surprised: "When did you have this ability, why didn't I know?"

Mo Hai clasped his arms on his chest, leaned on the pillar, and lazily snorted in the direction of the canyon, "I don't know how I have this ability, anyway, I was forced out helplessly, although the old monster in the temple is evil, but it is indeed a profound Dharma, in order to restrain the old monster, and the old monster chanting suppressed each other, and was forced to be exercised by the old monster." Damn, it is estimated that all the scriptures of the next life and this life have been recited together over the years, and it is estimated that it is impossible to be a monk again if there is an afterlife, and this life must be finished. Hey, I didn't break my leg so diligently when I was studying with the old bald donkey, damn, I also obeyed myself in order to save the old bald donkey, big brother, you don't know how pious I was at the time, and my eyes were full of tears, but the old bald donkey still took it for granted, and didn't appreciate it at all, what is this called!"

Mo Long didn't understand the mess he said, but he was curious about how Mo Hai did it, "I didn't see how you did it just now." Come on, try again, let me see, long insight. ”

"Hey, okay, to open your eyes. Mohai rolled over and jumped over the railing with a hippie smile and walked towards the slope in the distance, followed by Molong.

The birch fairy didn't know where they were going, so she gritted her teeth and continued to follow not far away.

Walking to the end of the flowers, Mo Hai turned around and smiled at Mo Long: "Big brother, let you see something fresh, look at it, pay attention to my feet." With that, he clasped his hands together and walked forward with a serene face.

Mo Long naturally looked at his feet according to his words, and soon, his eyes widened, only to see that where Mo Hai stepped on, the grass that stepped down quickly bounced up, and flower bones quickly formed between the branches, and flowers bloomed quietly and quickly, but everywhere Mo Hai stepped on it.

"The legendary step-by-step lotus ......" The birch fairy staring at this side covered her mouth with a shocked eye.

Mo Long was also surprised, he followed Mo Long, it was certain that Mo Long did not use any mana, but he witnessed the fragrant swaying of an ordinary person's footprints, which was a bit magical.

Mo Long, who had walked a few steps casually, came back with a grin, "Big brother, how is it, it's okay to fool people, right?"

Mo Long only cared about one thing, "How did you do that? I didn't see you use mana." ”

Mo Long scratched his bald head and said, "It should be telekinesis." Then he shook his head again, "It doesn't seem to be telekinesis, to be precise, it should be mentality." ”

"Mentality?" Mo Long was a little confused, and said with a messy face: "Mentality can make flowers bloom?

Mo Long thought for a moment and said: "It should be a more advanced existence than telekinesis, which is more compulsive, and mentality is more contagious." For example, using telekinesis to make flowers bloom is to force flowers to bloom, but the mentality is to make flowers and plants empathize with my mentality, and they are willing to bloom and treat me with piety. ”

Mo Long looked at the flowers and plants on the ground, still a little confused, "Can the mentality still have this effect?"

"All beings know my heart, my heart understands all beings, I mourn all beings crying, I like all beings laughing, every grass and tree has love, every withering and glory are reincarnated, my heart is compassionate, all living beings follow me, read together, Amitabha!"

Mo Long looked at him in a daze, didn't understand too much, and finally asked, "What do you mean?"

Mo Long raised his head and scratched his head again, "That's probably what it means, I can't figure it out if you let me say it thoroughly, anyway, I vaguely feel that it's like this, just look at this thing, don't take it seriously, Buddhism has a lot of things that fool people, it's good and bad, you can say it live or die, in short, whether it's right or wrong, it's all in me." I can empathize with this, not to mention this vain thing. He pouted at the birch fairy, "Big brother." What are you going to do with that woman?"

Mo Long also turned his head to look at the Light Birch Fairy, and said in a deep voice: "This woman must not let her go back alive." finally attracted her, but she could not leave trouble. By the way, how long is the specific time of the millennium?"

Mo Long sighed: "It's been nearly three years, it's too boring here, I'm now pinching the time every day to count the days of leaving, it won't be wrong, it's very accurate." ”

Mo Long said: "Before the arrival of the millennium period, we must deal with her." Otherwise, it will be a * annoyance, and it will be too much of a threat to me. ”

Mo Long's eyes rolled, "Big brother, this woman is handed over to the poor monk, and the poor monk will definitely help you dispose of it." ”

Mo Long: "Let's think of a way together, this woman is too difficult to deal with." ”

Mo Long said politely: "Look at what you said, if the family doesn't talk about two families, can you still bother when you get to the territory of the poor monk? The person will be handed over to the poor monk to deal with, and he will promise to give you a satisfactory answer. ”

Mo Long looked at him and frowned, "Are you sure it's okay?"

"Huh!" Mo Long swept his sleeve. "Big brother, don't look down on people, it's really not okay, let's join forces again, this matter is decided. ”