"How many years have I not felt such a full of vitality......"

His hands were clenched into fists, and knotted muscles bulged from the arms of his arms, and Meng Lao, who had turned into a white-haired snow ape, narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered slightly as if he was intoxicated: "With this body, I will live for another three thousand years, and it will not be the slightest problem......!"

The slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and a fine light burst out from the ape's eyes, with a trace of morbid excitement, Meng Lao said slowly: "Oh, no! Now the realm of the spirit god has opened! This time, maybe I can truly live forever and coexist with heaven and earth!" Hahahaha......

In the midst of wild laughter, a white shadow rose into the sky! Facing the wind and snow, it went upstream, and directly submerged into the thick snow clouds!

Looking at the speeding speed, he couldn't even see that not long ago, he looked seriously injured and dying, as if all his injuries had been healed in the process of this "rebirth"!

............

Tiannan, in the mountains of Sumeru.

Soon after returning from Fire Dragon Island, Cihui learned the news of his brother's death from Xuanjue!

In the central relic, Cihui sat quietly on the futon, and in front of him, there was a palm-sized purple gold fragment, which exuded a faint streamer, revealing an extraordinary aura. It's just that, in the perception of mercy, this streamer is dead, although it still looks brilliant, but there is no charm in it!

"Senior brother, don't worry! Senior brother will definitely be optimistic about the Bodhi Monastery and will definitely carry it forward......! I won't let it be ruined in the hands of that erector!!"

After a while, Cihui reached out and wiped the purple gold fragment in front of him, and put it into his sleeve!

This is the only fragment of the purple gold bowl that Xuan Jue has collected on the battlefield of Fire Dragon Island, as for the bones of his mentor and benevolence, they have all turned into dust in the round death, and even the relics conceived in the Buddha's bones have not left half of them!

The red stripes come!

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, except for this piece of purple gold fragment that has annihilated spirituality, Ci'en did not leave the slightest trace in the end!

"Nam-no, Drink Ratana, Dora-yeya, Nam-no, Ajaya, Brahma-gamti, Sparka Roya, Bodhisattva Bharaya, Mahasattva Bharaya......"

In the swaying lights, the Buddha's light rippled out from Ci'en's body, filling the entire relics pagoda. The low and solemn scriptures slowly flowed out of his mouth, but they were not the "Death Mantra" that transcended the dead, nor the "Diamond Sutra" that he recited in the past, but a ...... "Meditation Mantra"!

When the news of the death of mercy and grace spread throughout Tiannan in an instant with the return of a group of masters on Fire Dragon Island, all of a sudden, whether it was the monks of the Bodhi Monastery or the monks in other temples, they all remembered the mad demon who stirred up the storm in Tiannan ten years ago!

"Either you will kill me today, or I will kill you all up and down Mount Meru in the coming day!"

This sentence was said by Ye Fan when he faced mercy that day, and at that time, it seemed that this was undoubtedly a wild sentence that did not know the height of the sky! But now, when the news spread on Fire Dragon Island, everyone was stunned to find that this joke of the year seemed to be gradually turning into a bloody fact!

In the first battle of Huolong Island, the guy who "didn't know" the height of the sky was not only safe and sound, but also became a god in the first battle, and directly reached the realm of the Divine Transformation Grandmaster! Back then, Master Xuan Nan, who was extremely powerful and forced Ye Lan'er to death in public, had already died in the hands of this madman, and I heard that Xuan Nan suffered eighteen layers of hellish pain when he died, and he was tortured for half a month under the scorching sun above the flowing clouds, and after his death, he turned into blood and rain!

If it is said that Xuan Yan's death was the beginning of Ye Fan's revenge on the Bodhi Monastery! Then, the death of the Zen Master Ci'en ignited this revenge to a high tide! For some reason, the Shura Demon Flame that Ci'en had cast in public did not spread! But even so, when the news that he was forced to die in Ye Fan's hands came, the monks in Tiannan instantly fell into a stupor! And when this news was confirmed by Xuan Jue, who had returned to the Bodhi Monastery, it caused an uproar!

Megatron Tiannan, the Zen Master of Mercy and Grace who has led the Bodhi Monastery for nearly a thousand years, actually died, in the hands of the fragile mad demon back then!

All of a sudden, the entire Tiannan monks were all in danger, and it was rumored that this mad demon had vowed to destroy the existence of the Buddhist Sect and Taoism!

"When, when, when......"

Three knocks on the door came from outside the door of the Relic Pagoda, slightly interrupting the scriptures chanted in Cihui's mouth: "Uncle Shi, it is rumored outside that the mad demon is going to kill and injure Mount Meru and wash the Bodhi Monastery in blood, and all the disciples are panicked......

The chanting sound paused slightly, and the eyes of Cihui, who was sitting on the futon, widened slightly, glanced at the empty front, then closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Well, I know!"

"Uncle Shi......" Outside the Zen gate, Xuanjue, who didn't hear the following, couldn't help but stop talking.

"Go ahead!"

However, the kindness in the pagoda was as if he didn't realize it, and he lightly ordered the expulsion, and then added lightly: "Don't worry, the people will not come for the time being!"

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

After receiving the assurance of Cihui, the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Bodhi Zen Academy, Xuan Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief slightly! It's just that even he didn't notice it, and he didn't know when he had already become jealous of Ye Fan!

After putting his hands together and saluting, Xuan Jue slowly bowed and retreated, and even his footsteps seemed to become brisk at this moment!

"Xuanjue! In the generation of Xuanzi of the Bodhi Monastery, count your profound cultivation of the Dharma, but there is still a lack of it in the hearts of the people! When you are in charge of the Zen Monastery in the future, you should think carefully about things when encountering them, and don't be in a hurry and lose your proportion!"

The old man's voice made Xuanjue's steps back slightly sluggish! If it was in the past, he would definitely be overjoyed to hear this news, for him, the position of the head of the Bodhi Zen Monastery has always been an unattainable existence, and it is impossible to get the personal recognition of his own god master, let alone this kind of guidance from the ear to the face!

However, at this moment, when he heard the meaning from Cihui's mouth, he did not have the slightest joy in it, but a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart!

This wise exhortation now sounded like a very good thing to him...... Last words on your deathbed!

"Uncle Shi......"

Restless in his heart, Xuan Jue couldn't help but cry out eagerly, his eyes were swollen when he looked at the Zen Gate, and he was even more full of deep worry, he was deeply afraid that this only remaining god master uncle would leave the Bodhi Monastery!

"Go ahead, no matter how strong the wind and rain are, there is also Uncle Shi who will carry the ...... for you."

A faint voice came from the Zen gate. But Xuanjue, who was reassured, not only did not let go of his heart, but became even more worried!

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Xuan Jue bowed and retreated, and the steps that had just been brisk a little became heavy again, even heavier than when he came!

"Hey, it's time to come, it's going to come after all......"

When Xuan Jue bowed and left, the voice of the old man came faintly, and at this time, the Buddha beads that were originally held in his hands had collapsed into countless balls, rolling around on the smooth floor!

In the empty relics pagoda, the voice of benevolence spread faintly, and he slowly said to the void in front of him: "Since you are here, come out!"

The sound first spread, and then disappeared little by little! However, in this empty pagoda, there was no response!

"Nam-no, Drink Ratana, Dora-yeya, Nam-no, Ajaya, Brahma-gamti, Sparka Roya, Bodhisattva Bharaya, Mahasattva Bharaya......"

No one answered, and Cihui did not speak, but continued to recite the unfinished Buddhist scriptures, and his voice was flat and unhurried, filling the entire pagoda little by little. Buddha light, compassion, and some indescribable things began to spread in the air!

One minute, two minutes...... A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour......

In the silent room, there was not the slightest sound except for the old and unhurried chanting of the Buddha by Cihui. Until......

"Did you really spot me?"

Qingyue's vigorous voice slowly sounded in front of Cihui, and the strange thing was that there was nothing there, not a person, not even a fly or a mosquito!

The sound sounded, but the sound of benevolent chanting continued, and it did not stop until the recitation of this "Meditation Mantra" was completed!

"Amitabha, the donor and I are one! Since you are here, how can the old man not know!"

As he spoke, a Buddha light swayed out from Cihui's hand, and fell slightly half a foot in front of him! And with this ray of Buddha light descending, a thin and energetic figure slowly appeared in the void, and at this moment he was sitting cross-legged at the place where the Buddha light fell, looking at Cihui!

"This is a ...... of oneness"

The emaciated figure paused slightly, then nodded and said: "Yes, you are indeed one with me, to be exact, you are conceived by me, I am the master, and you are the auxiliary!"

Looking at the figure in front of him without the slightest impression in his memory, Cihui said flatly as if facing an old friend for many years: "Although I am a distraction of yours, I have passed the six reincarnations, and with my own body, you and I are no longer the same!"

The voice of mercy is not slow, it speaks as if it were talking about an irrelevant stranger! But the voice that is not hurried, after it falls into the ears of the comer, is full of provocation!

"Oh, so you don't admit your identity as a doppelganger?"

The person came, holding his cheek with one hand, squinting slightly, and looking at the benevolent face lightly, as if he wanted to find the answer from it!

The feeling of being stared at by others will definitely not be pleasant, but the kindness at this moment is as if he was unconscious, and there is still no slightest wave on his face, so he met the pair of compelling eyes and said lightly: "I admit it or not, is there a difference?"

"Nope!"

Hearing Cihui's rhetorical question, the person who came suddenly smiled, and his originally somewhat cynical posture instantly sat up straight, staring at Meng Lao's eyebrows with a pair of eyes like frost and lightning, and said flatly: "Whether you admit it or not, you can't change the facts! Because, from the moment you were born, the identity between you and me has been doomed!"

The light in his eyes became sharper and sharper, until at last, the person who came said almost word by word: "So, you are planning to rebel against me!

As if stumped by this question, Cihui did not answer directly as before, but quietly looked at the void that could not be seen in front of him, and was slightly silent!

After a while, it wasn't until the person who came was about to lose patience and run away that he said sarcastically: "Is there any difference between me resisting and not resisting?"

"It makes no difference!"

After a pause in the conversation, it was like repeating the previous question, and there was almost no difference! But in the eyes of the visitor, a faint smile appeared at this moment, a real smile!

Yes, it makes no difference! Whether he rebels or not, there will be no difference in the final result! Because as early as when he threw this distraction of himself into samsara, he had already left behind a hindhand, enough for him to control all unexpected situations! So, it really makes no difference whether he resists or not!

"Promise me one condition, and I will cooperate with you to complete the rest! Otherwise, even if I know that I can't change anything, I will resist, you know this!"

As if he had given up resistance, in the laughter of the comer, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was like a desperate tiger, desperate and crazy!

The laughter of the person who came was like a duck being choked by the neck, and it stopped abruptly at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said impatiently: "What conditions, say it quickly!"

As the subject of mercy, the person who came to be very clear about mercy, or his own character, he understands that if he does not agree to this condition, mercy will definitely resist to the end, even if it is a broken bone, it is impossible to be caught!

Although he had enough means to restrain the kindness of the doppelganger, then everything would become a lot of trouble and wasted a lot of time!

Seeing the compromise, the fierce light in Cihui's eyes slowly faded, lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "Help me take care of the Bodhi Monastery, and then kill Ye Fan for me!"

"These are two things!"

The brows of the visitor became tighter and tighter, and the conditions proposed by Cihui made him very dissatisfied, the latter one was nothing, but the first one required a lot of his time, and what he was most afraid of was trouble!

"No! it's a thing!"

However, in the face of the dissatisfaction of the comer, or the warning, Cihui did not compromise at all, and a pair of drooping old eyes, firmly staring at the eyebrows of the comer, said: "If you want to take care of the Bodhi Monastery, you can only kill Ye Fan!"