"At that time, all the congregations saw the Long Girl, and all of a sudden, they became men, with the Bodhisattva behavior, that is, they went to the southern dirty world, sat on the Lotus Flower, and became enlightened, with fifty-two phases and eighty kinds of goodness, and they were all sentient beings in the ten directions. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Zhu Wanfo slowly closed the Buddhist scriptures and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"When we have the opportunity, we will go to the Cloud Pavilion and enjoy the crescent moon that is about to rise in the East Mountain! ”

The sound and smile seem to be right in front of you, but when you reach out to touch it, it is illusory.

Whispering, echoing the heart lake.

When I opened my eyes, I felt that my eyes were dark, and the last trace of the sunset disappeared under the floating clouds.

Zhu Wanfo was very sure that after such a sun set, when it rose the next day, there would never be such a glory again.

Because then, its splendor is destined to be taken away.

The bright moon that will be full of fairy posture appears in the sky. Zhu Wanfo suddenly felt a strong longing for Zhao Yun, and this emotion constantly gnawed at his soul and made it difficult for him to breathe.

"It would be better to forget such pain, but I don't want to, let me keep it in my heart! Only in this way will my knife be so cruel and miserable, and every knife will feel like I am in hell. ”

At dawn, July 15 finally came.

The air was filled with the smell of burning incense and paper.

In the treasure car, Zhu Wanfo, who missed Zhao Yun for a day, finally knew what it meant to make people by creation. He finally realized that the most terrible opponent was not the peerless swordsman who was about to go to the appointment and fight him on this mountain, but the invisible fate.

As long as you are still confined to life and death, you will be manipulated by fate. If you want to break this fate, you must first break life and death.

So Zhu Wanfo took the first step on this morning, he took the first step to break his life, and extended his life, as if he had reached the end of the world. But in fact, this is nothing more than an illusion.

In the next short period of time, he will experience old age, illness, and death, successfully breaking the limitations of his body, and making a leap of life from the level of the physical body. Finally, there is the soul.

The day passed quickly.

Gu Chuanxia and Zhu Wanfo were not late. But no one did anything.

One of them sat on horseback, like a peerless sword that had not yet been unsheathed, and the other sat in the treasure chariot, as if hiding a world-shattering magic sword.

Many people in the rivers and lakes began to talk about it, and some good people who were not afraid of death had begun to abuse, as if they were the protagonists of this decisive battle.

Night falls.

The black wind blew, and people seemed to hear the light and heavy footsteps from another world, and there were bursts of whispering, as if in the ears.

Sitting on horseback in a daze, motionless, like a stone carving, the ancient legend finally moved at this time.

He patted the neck of the black, horned horse that sat down, and heard a long, dragon-like neighing from the black horse, spreading its hooves and running forward.

The footsteps gradually increased, and the four hooves unexpectedly gave birth to clouds and rose into the air.

The full moon rises into the middle of the sky, shining on the sea of clouds beneath it, reflecting a strange blue color.

Almost all the mountains in Pishan except Cuiyun Peak were crowded with people, each of them stretched their necks, and some looked at the huge projector erected on the top of the mountain, and the good eyesight was that they could directly see through the dark cover of the mountain stream, and looked intently at the protagonists of both sides of this battle.

All around was full of dead air, the ghost gate was wide open, and the yin qi increased greatly, but the air in July was so cold that it was almost dripping.

But Gu Chuanxia's heart is extremely peaceful, and there are endless illusions of ghosts around him, but he turns a blind eye, which makes those evil ghosts ashamed and angry, but he is helpless against him.

Black Mountain is running in such a layer of fantasy, the black mane is constantly swinging, layer upon layer, as if breaking into the ghost gate, the depths of Cuiyun Peak, there seems to be another world, but in the gloomy horror with the combination of nature and humanity, the indescribable level and beauty produced.

The pavilions in the ruins, the garden in the ghost fire, the dull but like a snoring old mountain, and the whispers that seem to be close to the distance.

With a long roar, Gu Chuanxia finally left the broad and calm back of Black Mountain and rose into the air, falling to the top of a huge rock that had been weathered like a skull.

Everyone watching the battle looked at it again, but found that Zhu Wanfo had already stood there at some point, standing higher than Gu Chuanxia, as if he had been there all along, waiting for Gu Chuanxia.

"Brother Gu! When you and I first meet, we have to decide life and death, which is really weird. There was not the slightest murderous intent in Zhu Wanfo's voice, let alone the slightest violence. But Gu Chuanxia could feel a kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Some people are born friends and some are born enemies. There's no way around it. Gu Chuanxia said.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Chuanxia smiled and said: "At such a time when the moon shines and the ghosts cheer, I can compete with you Zhu Wanfo, which is enough to comfort my life." ”

Zhu Wanfo, who was standing above Gu Chuanxia, watched the smoke and dust under Gu Chuanxia's feet, and easily landed on the top of an old tree ten zhang away.

It was an old locust tree that was about to die, but at this moment, the old locust tree was actually exuding vitality, as if it had accumulated hundreds of years of dead air on its body, and it dissipated cleanly in an instant.

The slight smile on Zhu Wanfo's face disappeared, and his eyes flashed with a purple glint.

On the top of a mountain peak not far away, Wang Yu occupied an excellent position, looked up at the clear and clear night sky, and suddenly said in amazement: "What happened all of a sudden? It seems that there is really a ghost gate opened in the sky!"

Hearing the sound all around, everyone looked up at the sky. On other mountain peaks, visions in the sky were also noted.

A thick and heavy dark cloud in the west, carrying a whining cold wind, is moving rapidly from the depths of the firmament, and the overwhelming momentum makes people's hearts chill. Then the dark clouds swirled, and it turned into an incomparably huge door, and behind the door was the world that the dead could go to.

Zhu Wanfo put his hands behind him, his eyes were like electricity, and with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he happily looked at the ancient legend who stood proudly in front of him, and did not speak. They don't have much to say.

Scold!

The rainbow sword is out of its sheath!

"On the fifteenth day of July, the ghost called the door, and the rain hit the autumn window and the night was heavy. The people complained to whoever they were suffering, and knelt down and begged the gods to kill the demons. ”

From love to sword, and then from sword to love, in the end, who has achieved who is no longer known.

At this time, the ancient legend first burst out of his arms a rain of light, and then the raindrops spread, and in an instant Zhu Wanfo was full of light points in front of and behind him, if you look carefully, you will find that every bit of light and rain is actually more like a sword the size of a raindrop, the sword body, the hilt, and the jaw of the sword are all there, such a fine carving, it is not meaningless, because each part of the sword exists, itself is after countless years of meticulous carving, more, less.

(To be continued.) )