The bright moon is like water reflecting all things, and the mist is like a veil of silk. The insects bite the cicadas in the mountains and the cicadas are quiet and peaceful, the black pine ancient forest is secluded, there is an abrupt such as the ship bluestone, which has been washed by the wind and rain for many years, and it has long been smooth and smooth like a jade.

At this moment, there is a young man sitting in the heart of the five heavens, exhaling long, exhaling secrets, and the whole body is clear and shining, and the mystery is very mysterious. The moonlight was bright and clear, and his eyebrows and eyes were kind, it was not someone else, it was Chen Fengxiao.

Somehow, at this time, I suddenly saw his flesh and bones tense and shivering, cold sweat drenched all over his body, and after a while, his body was like a sieve chaff hugging his head and screaming, as if he had encountered unspeakable horror. If I struggled in pain for a long time before I woke up, I dared to open my eyes after calming down for a long time, and I looked around blankly, it was still the bright moon in the mountains, and the song of the pine cicadas.

I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly between breaths, this has been countless times in the past two months, and whenever I enter the meditation to perceive the aura, there will definitely be a demon who will come out to entangle and stop him, dragging him into the illusion.

These demons are unpredictable and unpredictable, born from people's thoughts of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire, and are difficult to stop like a blowout surge. As a result, he was blocked from entering the country and could not take half a step, and he still failed to comprehend and condense his aura.

The people who came with him at this time, even the most unqualified, have more or less achieved something so far, and they are still standing still like him, and they have not made any progress at all. No wonder the old Taoist in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was full of surprise when he saw that he chose the "Dongzhen Xuanhuang Sutra", and even said, "Don't speak, don't speak, experience yourself!" It turned out that it was because of this.

He has always been stubborn, how can he easily admit defeat and give up, and there is no way back at this time, only gritting his teeth and insisting on facing difficulties, perhaps the sky will pity Yuru in the dark.

It is to do all the work of forgetting to sleep and eat in these days, and the more the illusion passes, the more demons accumulate. Every time it seems to be a reincarnation, from birth to death, from young to old, there is a mixture of sorrow and joy, bitterness and joy, and the red dust is difficult to say in a thousand words.

Chen Fengxiao calmed down at the moment, and then ran the "Dongzhen Xuanhuang Sutra" mental induction, and after a while, he felt that there were dots of aura around him, and when he wanted to absorb it, he suddenly turned his star and fell into a misty smoke, and when he was watching, someone was faintly singing:

A long dream for a moment,

Thirty years of turning heads.

The road is blocked in the dark night,

Looking forward to the shadows.

At the beginning of the hand-in-hand people,

Fingers around into a cloud of smoke.

Feeling of sorrow in the past,

Crying and laughing are speechless.

The voice was like a cry, and when he was fluttering, he slowly walked out of the chaos in front of him, a crane-haired, linen-clothed old man. The eyebrows and eyes were amiable, and he squinted and smiled: "Good boy, it's really your luck to meet me." Thirty years ago, there was also a person like you, who had gone through the same life and counted the romances, singing and indulging in happiness. You must know that the fairy road is full of bumps and thorns, and ordinary good people will become demons when they enter. Why don't you abandon evil thoughts and join hands with me to walk in that rich and gentle village, although there are more children and daughters, it is better than walking with these filthy cultivators. ”

Chen Fengxiao turned a deaf ear, guarding his soul and abandoning confusion. Seeing that he ignored him, the old man walked straight to the front and circled around him, and grinned: "Idiot, don't work harder, other guards may be ignorant, just drag you into that dream." And I know the origin of this scripture, do you want to know?"

Chen Fengxiao couldn't help but scold: "If you want to say it, just say it, mother-in-law and mother are really not grandfathers!"

Lao Dao suddenly went crazy and laughed: "I don't want to, I don't! This is one of the three classics, how can you let you know about it for no reason." Hee-hee, it's rare to meet a sober person over the years, the old man advises you to turn back as soon as possible, this often attracts ominous disasters and difficulties, and there are few good ends for those who have been stained since ancient times. While speaking, he didn't know where to take out a five-string guqin, and played and sang it, the tone was not in the feather horns or the palace business, noisy and annoying.

Chen Feng laughed and couldn't make a lot of noise, and he didn't care about the others, pointing his nose and jumping to his feet and scolding: "You old whore with pus on the top of your head and pus on the soles of your feet and sores on your crotch, Lao Tzu has provoked you......!

"You... You bastard little baby is so unreasonable!" Lao Dao was furious.

Chen Feng smiled and scolded: "Unreasonable your grandmother, Lao Tzu can't stand you like this pretentious and mysterious shrunken old turtle and rotten neck king." It's easy for grandpa to choose an exercise, you fucking clean here to set me a trap and make a stumbling block a good thing. What is rich and gentle to walk in the township, Yingying Yanyan, oops, don't disgust me, you don't look in the mirror to see yourself, the old pig doesn't gnaw the dog, the urine can't pee half a foot away, and dare to play amorous in front of the uncle. Besides, who is fucking blind and singing and happy with you shriveled old man, Long Yangzhi is so fun that I have seen your grandfather in this realm, I am still the first time I have seen ......!"

Chen Feng laughed for a long time in the market, scolding people, his tongue was like a stinger, his mouth was like a sharp blade, his lips were moving like a torrent, a hurricane was rolling waves, and all kinds of words and sentences were full of tricks, gushing endlessly.

Lao Dao He has never heard such foul language, and one soul is angry and the other soul ascends to heaven. I couldn't care about my demeanor anymore, and opened my mouth to scold: "Little beast, Lao Tzu is fighting to cure you for this mouth full of sharp teeth." ”

The robe of the earth agitated his right hand and pointed out, and in an instant, a strange white light collided directly, Chen Feng smiled and glared and shouted: "Your mother!"

hurriedly went to hide, but where could he dodge. It was too late, and the white light suddenly disappeared into his mind. Chen Fengxiao instantly felt that his mind was chopped by a knife and an axe, the pain hurt his soul, it was boundless, and he died of pain before he could snort.

"Hey, I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be bewitched by this kid and become angry!" Lao Dao thought that he was exerting too much force, and his breath suddenly withered.

When he sighed suddenly, a wide-mouthed golden toad jumped in out of nowhere, which was about the size of a palm at first, and grew into a tall foot in the blink of an eye, screaming at this old way, and the big mouth suddenly opened and the long tongue moved quickly like an electric attack.

When Lao Dao saw Dengshi, he was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he screamed: "Swallow the toad!

Before he finished speaking, the lower half of his chest was as stiff as wood and stone, and he seemed to be firmly imprisoned by something, and he didn't hurry to think about swallowing the long tongue of the toad.

"Hmph, even a shadow dares to appear!" Having said that, he was very afraid of the toad, and barely opened a curtain of light between the lightning and flint, and the tongue of the toad swallowed on it with a "bang", causing a brilliant haze.

Lao Dao glanced at the right time to shoot out a bowl-sized skull, and the phosphorus fire was hideous and terrifying, and he tore at the toad, and the toad jumped up and down to dodge, and one person and one toad fought together in an instant.

It's a pity that this old way is guarded by the "Cave True Scripture" and belongs to a rootless thing. The previous beating of Chen Fengxiao was too much consumption, and the lower half of his body was frozen and unable to move. After a while, the fatigue gradually appeared, and the slightest dodge was not as good as an oversight and was swept into the toad's belly.

Jin Toad was full of comfort, "quack" burped a few times, rolled his eyes and straightened his body as if he was drunk, and fell backwards, turning into a little starlight and disappearing in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, when the mist began to fall in the west, Chen Fengxiao woke up leisurely, and as soon as Fang moved, he felt a great pain in his head and his soul burst and it was difficult to contain it, only to see him hugging his head and screaming and fainting. After tossing and turning for five or six days, the pain gradually subsided, and I could barely stand and walk.

Chen Fengxiao had scolded that old Taoist millions of times in his heart, saying that even so, he didn't dare to delay. The pain of this day was a little gone, and he couldn't help but do it.

What is surprising is that the "Cave True Xuanhuang Sutra" is running without hindrance, and this old way and the illusion of the possessed demon head seem to have escaped with the wind after that day and disappeared without a trace. He originally wanted to go in and scold his mother, but the full manuscript he had prepared was useless, and he was quite disappointed for a while.