The more He Miaomiao looked at it, the more he felt that the Heart Sutra was wonderful, and when he withdrew his divine sense, he was already smiling, and after writing down the secret method, he saluted and thanked him again and again, which made Zhenhong, who had always been calm, a little embarrassed.

He couldn't help but step back and salute with his palms in return, and said in his mouth: "Amitabha...... Taoist friends have a life-saving grace for the little monk, and they should have done their best to help. ”

"That's also self-help, mages don't have to take it to heart. He Miaomiao smiled and handed the jade slip back to him, turned to face the bookshelf, and arranged the scriptures that he had made a slight mess up in order, and no longer looked down.

There are quite a lot of scriptures on the third layer, and there are very few jade slips, she quickly browsed nearly half of them, and found that the Buddhist scriptures here are all used in daily chanting during the Ning Dan period. It can calm the mind and concentrate on it, so that people can purify their hearts and have few desires, and understand the true meaning of the Dharma.

She doesn't practice Buddhism, and she has her own "Yuan Shi Tao Sutra" to meditate, and there is no harm in reading more Buddhist scriptures, but it will not do much good. After getting the "Lotus Heart Sutra", she was very satisfied, and it would be greedy to stay any longer.

Hearing her propose to leave, Zhenhong nodded and said, "Please wait here for a while, and the little monk will come after returning the jade slip." ”

He Miaomiao followed him to the staircase, and after standing for long, she heard a short and urgent bell outside, which was so heavy that her heart tightened. There was a sound of thumping footsteps above the stairs, and it was Mahiro who had accelerated from the sound.

"He Daoyou, the little monk is going to the council hall, and he can't send him off. He hurriedly finished speaking, and did not forget to salute with his palms together, and when he got up, he quickly ran down the stairs and flew down the mountain.

When the bell stopped, his figure had disappeared under the stone steps, He Miaomiao looked at the distant sky for a moment, and silently guessed in his heart, could it be related to Huanxi Boat to summon disciples to gather so urgently?

The three islands of Buddhism and the surrounding waters have always been calm and peaceful, and Taoist monks and hunting beasts do not pass through here, so as not to disturb the purity of Buddhist temples with bloody killings, and Boruo Island is a pure land with almost no disputes on weekdays.

A few days after Huanxizhou arrived here, there was already a fight between her and He Yangui, which caused the abbot to be injured by someone, and Bai Chongyin, who had an old grudge against Hanquan Temple, also killed the disciples of the town Guardian Temple, as well as countless mortal monks.

There were accidents one after another, and her first reaction when she heard the bell was that the monks on the Huanxi Boat were in turmoil, so that Hanquan Temple had to take precautions.

He Miaomiao galloped all the way back to the guest house, sitting and waiting under the sandalwood wood, because of Hu Bukong's mention, she was uneasy at this time. I was afraid that the bell in the temple would ring because the true voice of the Suzaku was revealed, which attracted people with bad intentions.

After thinking about it for a while, the faint woody fragrance entered her nose, which made her gradually calm down, and soon figured out that the possibility of this happening was almost none.

Hu Bukong mentioned that the monks on the Huanxi Boat all have grievances with the Tu Shan clan, the Yin Yang Sect and the Buddhism Sect, and there will be no malice towards the Zi family who are also hostile to the Tu Shan clan.

The only one who wanted her life the most on the boat was He Yangui, and at most Bai Chongyin, who was dissatisfied with the broken formation, these two people didn't have the ability to let Hanquan Temple ring the bell to warn.

Half an hour later, Mahiro's footsteps finally came from outside the guest house, which sounded fairly steady, but it was more urgent and faster than usual.

She got up to greet him out of the courtyard door, and when she saw that his expression was quite solemn, she hurriedly asked, "Master Zhenhong, what happened?"

Zhenhong's face was quite calm, only his eyes showed worry, he lowered his eyes with his hands together, and said softly: "This matter is related to the common people in the world, not only He Daoyou, I am afraid that the entire Canglan Realm cultivators will have to help." ”

He Miaomiao heard him say so seriously, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, and before she could ask, Zhenhong had already taken the initiative to tell her.

"There is a ground crack in the south of the mountain, which is unfathomable. Among them, the pure demonic qi overflowed, causing the surrounding demon beasts to become demonized, and the great monk circled a small demon domain with a formation, but now there is a hidden worry about continuing to spread. ”

Mahiro was worried, thinking of the heavy faces of the elders just now, and couldn't help but sigh. "He Daoyou, the disciples above the middle stage of Ning Dan in our temple have all rushed to the Jinshan Mountain from all over the country, and I will immediately leave with the elders. ”

The cracking of the mountain meeting was already extremely weird, and it was even more incredible to have a pure demonic aura that even the great cultivators couldn't control! He Miaomiao knew that the situation was serious, and suppressed his desire to ask a few more words, so as not to delay Zhenhong's trip.

"Mage be careful all the way!"

"He Daoyou, meet again if you have a fate. ”

Zhenhong returned the salute, turned around and hurriedly left the guest house, and together with the elders of the temple in the Ning Shen Period, drove the spirit boat inland.

He Miaomiao, as a guest, naturally would not stay longer in this situation, seeing the spiritual light disappear in the distance, she followed the mountain road to the abbot's courtyard to ask for a meeting, intending to say goodbye and leave.

After being invited into the house, He Miaomiao couldn't help but glance at the abbot, seeing that his face and lips were back to normal, his breath was finally restrained, and his uneasiness in his heart was reduced a little.

But the abbot's injury was originally told to her by Hu Bukong secretly, and she couldn't thank her directly, so she could only silently write down her kindness.

"Master Qingyuan, the junior heard that there was a change in the mountain, and wanted to go to see if he could help. Recently, disturbing your temple, the younger generation is full of gratitude, if the master has instructions, the younger generation will definitely work hard to complete. ”

The abbot of Qingyuan helped her get up in the air, did not mention her injury, let alone showed interest in Suzaku Zhenyin, and was grateful to He Miaomiao's side, and only smiled gently: "There is no order, I just wish you to go safely." ”

After He Miaomiao responded, he retreated silently, left the small courtyard and went straight to the bottom of the mountain, got out of the mountain protection array, and observed in the direction of the coast for a while. The sea is calm, there are occasional flashes of inspiration, and there is no shadow of a happy boat as far as the eye can see.

Seeing this, she relieved herself, sacrificed the Vermilion Bird Boat to hide her body aura, slowly rose into the air, and turned to fly towards the Spirit Boat Point of Boruo Island.

Due to the change in the mountains, many disciples of small monasteries or Buddhist practitioners practicing alone on the island are queuing up for empty seats to take a boat to the interior.

There are also Taoist cultivators who come to practice in the team, and on weekdays, strange monks like to keep their distance, and at this time, they also gather into several piles according to the cultivation of the mountain, exchanging the news they have heard.

Two men and one woman, Jin Danqi, noticed He Miaomiao's breath, stretched out his hand to her from a distance, and motioned her to go.

Among them, the female cultivator is Jindan Consummation, and the two male cultivators are both in the late stage of Jindan, which is considered to be a high level in the same realm, and they look a little domineering. Judging from the arrogant look on the male cultivator beckoning to her, she knew that they were not very easy to get along with.

He Miaomiao didn't want to be with him, so she only hugged her fists from afar, which was considered to be a full courtesy. As a result, the three of them, each with a somewhat unsightly face, could hear the sneering words of one of the male cultivators from many low-level cultivators.

"Look at her like that, she still wants to fight alone and pick up the cheap? Don't look at the strength! She is in tatters, and she still wants to succeed in the Demon Domain?"