When the dawn of dawn returns to the land.

The silk threads outside the Great Banyan Temple have formed a thick cocoon, trapping the bluestone in this illusion.

Qingshi's face was as usual, and he returned to the temple early, pretending not to see the silk threads.

After sunrise, it won't be long before the "little prince" of the Southern Dynasty will also appear.

Qingshi silently waited for his memory to repeat, knowing that what was next was the highlight that Hou Qing put on the table, the big killing game against half of his soul.

Holding a broom, he squatted in front of his master and spoke softly to the old man.

"Master, do you remember when I was seriously ill, and you carried me to the Spirit Dao for medical treatment?"

Qingshi smiled, his immature eyebrows squeezed out a touch of sadness, and continued: "You said that the monk in the troubled times was the most difficult, and it was delicious to eat in the Taiping years, and he carried me a long way, but he didn't ask for a bite of fasting, and finally picked the Zen staff and Buddha beads, and pawned the robe and Buddha bowl, only to ask for a kind doctor and cure the disease." ”

The old man opened his cloudy eyes and "looked" at the bluestone.

Qingshi is like a person talking to himself, muttering: "You said a lot of truths, I don't understand, I can only write it down, chew it carefully in the future, what I thought at that time was that there will be days in the future, and when I grow up, I can pick up the Zen staff, carry you, walk from the south of the world to the north of the earth, and buy back the sold Buddha beads and pawned things one by one." ”

Master Liansheng listened to Qingshi's muttering and was stunned and didn't speak.

"At that time, where would I think about shouldering the Buddha and carrying a big burden?"

Qingshi smiled, and his voice was soft: "To be a good person for a lifetime, didn't you teach me, Master?"

Master Lotus didn't know how to answer.

"But it's really hard to be a good person, Master. ”

Qingshi lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Let the world bully me, insult me, laugh at me, I respect him, avoid him, tolerate him, I understand these truths, I remember it in my heart, it doesn't matter how difficult it is." ”

Master Liansheng was a little stunned.

"So...... Master, what you told me about the great prosperity of Buddhism is a bit too early. ”

Qingshi said seriously: "After you left, what Jizo reincarnated, what the Great Banyan Temple Supervisor, these burdens are all on my body, and Buddhism slowly rises from weakness." I'm just going to think when I sweep the dust in front of the monument, if you ...... Wouldn't it be gratifying to see me like this today?"

"Master, you have never been a person who thinks about Buddhism. ”

"You are so afraid of death, even if you really want to sacrifice for Buddhism, you will dig up the tomb of the abbot of Qinglian before you die, right?"

Qingshi looked at the old monk with a smile, looking at this slightly confused face, he actually showed an appearance that he did not have in his memory, and there was a warm current in his heart.

Master Liansheng was stunned and speechless.

Qingshi said solemnly: "Thank you." ”

After saying this, he slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and no longer cared if his master could understand what he had just said.

Bluestone squinted as he watched as a spider crawled through the dirt of the big banyan tree, fell out of the altar, and turned into a tiny invisible black dot on the ground, crawling towards the outside of the temple.

This is the beginning of all cause and effect.

The morning drum and dusk bell of the Great Banyan Temple sound slowly, grand and vast.

Outside the door, there were some little princes of the Southern Dynasty with brocade hats and ermine furs, stepping into the door.

This is the end of all cause and effect.

......

......

In the middle of the wasteland.

The three puppets behind him, the Silver City City Lord who was at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, were caged under a black robe, looking with interest at the Hou Qing, whose body was compressed to the appearance of an immature child, sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, his hands were sealed, and the pitch-black Yuan Force seeped out from the cracks in his palms.

The city lord of Yincheng was covered with the layer of green ghost painted mask, smiling and playing with a square ancient seal, the Fantian seal was easily taken off from the outside by him with the power of ether void, originally heavy as a thousand pounds, the shape is like a mountain, but in fact, the weight is extremely heavy, and the ancient seal of a small mountain can be easily crushed, and at this moment he placed it in the palm of his hand, gently throwing it up and down, repeatedly.

Countless silk threads grew between heaven and earth, wrapping the ancient monument in the dome, and then slowly pulling it down.

Hou Qing raised his head and looked at this treasure that he had left in the world and had lost countless numbers.

On the stele, there are many smells of disgust.

This is the breath of the world.

The city lord of Yincheng opened his mouth through the mask and said, "There is a whole amazing person in the world, and you accepted it like this?"

Hou Qing said expressionlessly: "You said it lightly, this stele has been washed in the world for so many years, almost out of my control, these people have taken away my creation, and they always have to pay a price." ”

The Silver City Lord paused.

He whispered two words, with a hint of banter.

"Nourishment?"

This sentence bears a striking resemblance to the wording used by Zhong Er.

Hou Qing hummed softly.

He was silent for a moment, and his tone was calm: "The strength of the cultivators here is too humble, and most of them are tasteless. Those powerful characters have too strong Dao hearts, and although I have a big appetite now, I have a weak heart, and I don't have much energy to swallow them. ”

The City Lord of Silver City stopped the action of throwing the Heavenly Seal in his palm: "So?"

"I'm going to swallow a cultivator of great luck. ”

Hou Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the City Lord of Yincheng: "That exercise is also given to you, Cao Yuan controls the strings, I need you to borrow my power too much." ”

The Silver City City Lord smiled, "You don't want to swallow that Bodhisattva, right?"

Hou Qing raised his eyebrows: "That Jizo reincarnation...... In this life, can he still find all the six divine souls? aren't you afraid that after he recovers his full strength, he will put you back into the ghost gate?"

The City Lord of Silver City shook his head, noncommittal, but he didn't say anything.

Hou Qing sneered: "Even if I don't make a move, you will make a move, sooner or later, you have been reciting my practice for a long time, if you had this cultivation at the beginning, I am afraid you would have come to the South China Sea Wasteland." ”

The City Lord of Silver City smiled dumbly: "Yes, I am going to kill him, and to tell you the truth, even if you don't succeed in the stele, I will make up for it." ”

The city lord of Yincheng did not shy away from it, and said with a smile: "Now that you have the technique of controlling the strings, I not only know that this stele contains half of the reincarnation of the divine soul of Jizo, but I also know that you can manipulate this half of the divine soul and open the ghost gate, which is the dojo where the Jizo practiced and broke the robbery back then." ”

Hou Qing stared at the painted mask man at the moment.

The City Lord of Silver City smiled easily, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not rare at all this stele, this is a good opportunity for you to swallow nutrients, but if you can't swallow this piece of meat, can you still not let me eat it?"

Hou Qing's gesture had already stopped, and the ten fingers of his hands were tangled, and at this moment, he was pinched into his palm, dripping with blood.

He stared at the smiling green ghost on the painted mask.

"When you swallow the stone, they all rejoice. ”

"If you can't swallow it, then I'll have to make it difficult ......"

The green ghost's smile gradually converged, and it was calm.

"Even you took the stele and swallowed it together. ”