The vast flood is wild, and the four continents are divided.

At the foot of Lingshan, two old men sat opposite each other, one with a sad face, and the other seemed to be a monk.

The heart of the Taoist moved slightly, the sadness on his face couldn't help but increase a little, the dry palm was withdrawn from the sleeve, and the finger was pinched as a seal, and a flower composed of Sanskrit characters slowly bloomed between the fingers, and then drifted away with the wind.

The gold dust is like rain, fluttering, but it is like an inkstone splashing ink, depicting a magnificent and vast landscape in the air, in which the lone peak stands and the mountains are surrounded by arches.

Several pavilions can be faintly seen in the grass, trees, mountains and stones, which are exactly the same as the scenery that Tang Seng saw outside Wanshou Mountain that day!

The quasi-Daoist sighed lightly, and the white qi he exhaled turned into a blade, and a knife slashed out in the void, and in an instant, a single knife turned into a hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred knives.

The sword light infected every inch of the surrounding void, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, as if turning the Wanshou Mountain depicted by the Buddha's light into a chessboard.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, calculating everything, whether it is the past or the future, it seems that he can't escape his sword light.

With the four continents of the desolation as the chessboard, the saints and below are all chess pieces.

In the sword intent, there is the Buddhist mind of quasi-compassion, and there is also the indifference and detachment of the saint and the ruthless indifference of the saint.

Looking at the four chess pieces that were tied up in the Wuzhuang View in the chessboard, the guide showed bitterness on his face, and sighed: "Zhou Bai has a spiritual treasure, and my saints don't know about its power, and now the shackles in the golden cicada's body are gone, and it must have something to do with this thing." ”

Zhun Ti frowned and said: "Senior brother, the spiritual treasure in Zhou Bai's body will be tried to be forcibly seized in the future, and now the problem is that the cause and effect provoked by the stone monkey was blocked by Zhou Bai, I think it is better for me to go again." ”

There was a resolute look hidden in Zhun Ti's eyes, Zhou Bai was the one who was a variable, and he had escaped.

As a saint, he is the agent under the Heavenly Dao, and he must not easily kill Zhou Bai in his identity, but he can pay some price to detain Zhou Bai, not to mention anything else, as long as he delays for another hundred years, he Buddhism can complete the great cause of traveling west and obtain the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

As soon as he got up, Zhun Ti saw that he was already standing in front of the gimbal, the breeze was blowing, the long sleeves were fluttering, and a sense of dust arose, which made Zhun Ti stunned.

The Tao is unsullied, and the Tao is perfect.

The erect spine stiffened slightly, and a thin crack cracked in the original perfect and unsullied state of mind, turned his head, and said with a smile: "It has been ten thousand years since you and I were born with spiritual consciousness, and for so many years, the affairs of Buddhism have been entrusted to you, and I am very ashamed to be my brother." ”

The cracks gradually spread, and wisps of extremely pure saint mana scattered from all over his body, and in the blink of an eye, Zhun Ti felt that the realm of the connection had fallen from the unattainable clouds to the same level as himself.

"Senior brother, ...... you?"

The eyes are no longer clear and clear, and the yellow and turbid eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog, and the corners of his mouth hook up a faint smile, and he said hoarsely: "You have been a wicked person for Buddhism for too long, and you have paid too much for the poor monk, and the poor monk should take action once." ”

"What's more..... "If you really make a move in front of Wukong, he will definitely notice something strange." ”

Zhun Ti was stunned when he heard this, and his outstretched arm gradually let go.

Su Bodhi is him, he is also Su Bodhi, although he has only been together for a few years, he has already regarded Sun Wukong as his real personal disciple, if he really exposes his identity in front of Sun Wukong, presumably so many years of master-apprentice friendship will be gone.

After being silent for a long time, Zhun Ti sighed and said: "For the sake of the general trend of Buddhism, everything that the poor monk has done is worth it, since the day he put on the golden hoop, it is meaningless for him to know the identity of Su Bodhi." ”

"It's you, senior brother," a complicated look flashed in Zhun Ti's eyes, and he sighed: "My heart is stained with dirt, no matter how difficult it is to be consummated, my senior brother's state of mind that has been adhered to for countless years has been broken, poor monk..."

Zhun Ti's voice became lower and lower, just because the old monk standing in front of the cloud platform had already leaned on the stone steps and sank into sleep at some point.

What is the fastest in the world? Zhou Bai's common sense in his previous life told him that it was 'light', and once he got close to the speed of light, the concept of time would be blurred, and if he exceeded the speed of light, he would be able to go back to the past.

I don't know if it's the limitations of the world or the imagination of people's hearts, Zhou Bai has always believed in this 'common sense'.

It wasn't until he stepped into the door of cultivation that he discovered that the 'common sense' explained by science was the most ignorant superstition in the world of cultivation.

What science cannot explain is called 'superstition', and 'science' in the spiritual world is called 'cognitive impairment'.

What is faster than light is thought, where the mind goes, and the mind perceives everything.

In a trance, Zhou Bai only felt that a part of his memory seemed to be missing, the lonely peak under the moon was still the same, and the mountain breeze was slightly cool.

Hongyu took the wine jug in her arms and took a few steps forward to hold Zhou Bai's arm, the sweet smell came to her face, and the faint aroma of wine lingering in her nose made Zhou Bai sober up a little, and frowned: "Since Brother Zhenyuan Dao has passed, then let's go too." ”

Hongyu covered her mouth and smiled, "Are you drunk? It's just the two of us here tonight to admire the moon." ”

The cold finger pointed at Zhou Bai's cheeks, the crimson rising from Hongyu's cheeks added a bit of charm, her eyes narrowed slightly, and Hongyu smiled: "Don't worry, although I didn't survive Guanyin's merits this time, I also replaced Jin Cicada, in terms of results alone, hasn't the calculation been achieved?"

Zhou Bai hesitated: "No... Yes... Resist... "I obviously felt as if I had forgotten something, but I was never able to find the missing memory, and the inexplicable irritability made Zhou Bai's breath a little unstable.

The keen Hongyu naturally noticed that something was wrong, closed her eyes and opened them again, the smell of wine in her body had dissipated, and her eyes had regained clarity and transparency, "Zhou Bai, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Bai shook his head and said, "What about the golden cicadas, what happened yesterday?"

Hongyu glanced at Zhou Bai worriedly and replied, "Last night, Guanyin happened to pass through Wuzhuang Temple and handed over the Sanguang Divine Water to Zhen Yuanzi to 'rescue' the ginseng fruit tree. ”

Zhou Bai raised his forehead and said, "What about us, what are we doing?"

The air froze instantly, and Hongyu found in vain that she couldn't remember Zhou Bai's reaction at that time, as if she was the only one present, and Zhou Bai had never existed.

The sword eyes condensed, the red jade face was like frost, and the sword intent around the body burst out, running through the sun and the moon, and endless sword light swarmed from all over the place, gathering together into the constantly generated sword intent phantom.

For a time, the mountains and rocks shook, and the heavens and the earth collapsed.

Zhou Bai also noticed the abnormality, the red jade body is an innate spirit treasure, if it is in the small world, it is enough to shatter the world barrier and deter the Heavenly Dao.

However, this is a desolate world, controlled by Hongjun and controlled by six saints.

With her innate sword intent alone, how could she break through the heavens and the earth?

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhou Bai hesitated: "This is someone else's small world?" It's just that this small world and the real world are integrated, and no matter how he explores, he can't find anything unusual.

Hongyu nodded, shook her head again, and said, "It's not that simple, we should be in a dream alone." As she spoke, the sword intent in her hand became brighter and brighter, and the starry sky under the reflection was full of spatial cracks, and the endless darkness and the suction that annihilated all things in the cracks included all the surrounding aura and light.

The red jade eyebrows glowed with a faint red light, like fire, but nothing invaded.

"Dream things are born from the mind, and my body is a sword, the essence of the sword intent is unstained, and I am the most sensitive to illusory things. Hongyu said in a low tone: "Don't think too much, don't guess, all our thoughts may appear in this world." ”

Zhou Bai nodded to indicate that he understood, looking at the red jade that was constantly attacking the world barrier, Zhou Bai took a few steps back, and his eyes were constantly entangled with various looks, "What is the purpose of the other party?

Zhou Bai's voice was a little hesitant and puzzled.

Hongyu took a step back and said in a deep voice: "This person has no murderous intent, or his purpose is to keep you so that you can't interfere in the westward journey." ”

Obviously, he could get out of danger with the Chaos Bead, but for some reason Zhou Bai never talked about it, and Hongyu also pretended to be unknown.

With the brazen shot of the last sword intent, a loud bang roared, and the waves of qi surging in all directions seemed to be crushed by the momentum of overturning mountains and seas, just when Zhou Bai and Hongyu cast spells to take precautions, they found that the light and shadow in front of them flickered, and in the blink of an eye, they had returned to the original lonely peak.

Hongyu looked around with a gloomy face, the feeling of being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao on weekdays still did not appear, this result only showed one thing, they had not left yet.

Or maybe the dream is back to square one.

Closing her eyes and opening them, Hongyu faded away all her tiredness, and when she was about to strike again, she found that a hand was blocking in front of her, Zhou Bai hesitated for a long time, looked at Hongyu's clear eyes with a complicated expression, and slowly shook her head and said, "No need." ”

Hongyu frowned and said, "Why?" The red jade sword was still in his hand, and the flowing red light and the engulfing sword qi continued to rub against the surrounding air.

Zhou Bai looked up at Haoyue in the sky and said with a smile: "If this world uses the thoughts of the trapped people to prohibit the other party, then you don't need to make any more moves." ”

"The moon is beautiful today. Glancing at the cold red jade, Zhou Bai showed a warm smile and said sideways: "You are also beautiful." The thick palm covered Hongyu's cold little hand, and Hongyu bit her lower lip lightly, stiffly letting go of the hand holding the sword.

"Since this world is to use the mind to prohibit people's hearts, then as an innate sword, you, the essence of sword intent, should not have a dream. ”

"But you, still dreaming. ”

Because, there is me in the dream.

Zhou Bai said softly.

Cut off the thoughts in the dream, and the dream will wake up, but Hongyu is unwilling to use the sword against Zhou Bai, which has become a dead cycle.

Caressing the long sword, the rhythmic blood on the sword body and Zhou Bai's own heartbeat slowly merged, this is the involvement of the two people's minds, and it is also the emotion that has been precipitated by several worlds.

The long sword pierced through his chest, and Zhou Bai fell on his back.

The fierce wind of hunting whistled in his ears, and the sharp pain from the torn heart made Zhou Bai frown, and said with a wry smile: "It really hurts, I don't want to experience it for the third time!"

On the summit, Hongyu was silent, quietly looking at the spatial illusion that faded like a tide, and burst into tears.

....

"Alas~" Zhou Bai in front of the stone pavilion looked at the red jade that fell from the peak blankly, shook his head and sighed, "Even if it's a dream, I don't want you to die." ”

The sun and moon alternate, and the day is instantaneous.

Zhou Bai slowly approached the pear blossom with the rain of red jade, and stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms.

If he was trapped in a dream-like illusion, then Hongyu would definitely do the same, as for whether she killed 'Zhou Bai' with her own hands, or did she choose the same result as 'Hongyu' in the illusion?

He didn't ask, he didn't say.

The Xuanguang flashed under the mountain, and Zhen Yuanzi walked down from the auspicious clouds with an anxious face, and said urgently: "I feel that there is a mysterious mana flow, but you have been calculated?"

Zhou Bai smiled bitterly: "Not only was it calculated, if it weren't for the other party's murderous intentions, I'm afraid that Hongyu and I would have been robbed." ”

Seeing the two people who were still hugging each other and reluctant to let go, Zhen Yuanzi coughed lightly and said with a smile: "How do you feel that you have gone through this difficulty and the bond has deepened?"

Holding hands and interlocking his fingers, Zhou Bai glanced at Hongyu and said with a smile: "Although there is no danger this time, it also reminds me of the days when I first met, it should be regarded as recovering my original intention, right?"

After laughing a few words, Zhou Bai and Hongyu told them what they had just encountered.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, the smile on his face gradually converged, and his expression became more and more heavy, "If my guess is right, this should be a means to attract the saint, his realm is profound, and he has even comprehended the mystical exercises of the Tao in his dream." In the past, it was the Zhun Ti saint who walked the flood on his behalf, and for so many years, the poor Dao had only seen him make a move. ”

"That time was the battle of the four saints to break the immortals, and the Tongtian Sect Master was defeated and retreated. ”

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi's worried look, Zhou Baiman said indifferently: "If the leading saint doesn't kill me this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance to kill me next time." Brother Dao, let's tell me about Tang Seng and them first. ”

Zhen Yuanzi sighed and said: "After I came to Wuzhuang Temple that day, I didn't see Daoist friends coming for a long time, and I was about to delay it until the next day, but I found that Nanhai Guanyin happened to pass by from here, and she was the guarantor, so naturally the cause and effect of the ginseng fruit tree was erased." ”

"As for those who traveled west, they have been gone for more than half a month. ”

"What a Buddha!" Zhou Bai sneered, "It is worthy of being a saint's supernatural power, it can really reverse time, dreams and reality are in harmony, true and false, false and real, such means are admirable." ”

Zhou Bai's eyes flashed a trace of fluctuation, he had also been certified as a saint in the 'Returning to the World', and naturally understood that the divine power of reversing time was definitely not something that a Heavenly Dao saint could easily do.

The hand that took it made him feel surprised, and at the same time made him look forward to it.

The protagonist of the Eastern Transmission of Buddhism has been replaced by him, if he reveals a little strange appearance of the golden cicada halfway, will he induce the lead to strike again?

But I don't know if the price of reversing a few years of time can drag down a Heavenly Dao Saint?