Above the heavy clouds, Zhou Bai looked at a black light that burst out of the West Sea, and frowned: "Red horse monkey? Wasn't he suppressed by Dayu at the foot of Huaiyin Mountain a long time ago? Why did he appear here?"

Looking at the direction in which Wu Zhiqi left, Zhou Bai suddenly realized that the gibbon monkey in the Mixed Yuan Four Monkeys had been killed by Lu Jian as early as the Fengshen period, and the six-eared macaque that should have been robbed this time was taken under his door again and avoided the catastrophe.

Since then, the ancient great demon witch Zhiqi has become a replacement for the six ears and an abandoned son of Buddhism.

Hongyu frowned and said: "You leaked the news of Hongmeng Purple Qi this time, although you can use the power of Buddhism and the Dragon Clan to find Kunpeng, but you have also shifted everyone's attention from the westward journey here, and the wolves are looking around, and our chances of obtaining Hongmeng Purple Qi are slim." ”

Zhou Bai laughed and explained: "Let's not say that Hongmeng Purple Qi is not in Kunpeng's hands, even if it is in his hands, it is not something that others can plunder, the person I am looking for.... It's not him. ”

The smile gradually retracted, and the inexplicable light fluctuated in the deep eyes, as if there was nostalgia and curiosity.

Hongyu raised his head and stared at Zhou Bai's eyes, although his gaze became a little unfamiliar, Hongyu still did not dodge, and Zhou Bai's deep pupils were reflected in the clear watery eye waves.

"Are you looking for someone from the Red Cloud Dao?" asked Hongyu softly.

Zhou Bai didn't speak, but nodded unscrupulously.

"What about after you find it?" Hongyu already knew Zhou Bai's answer, but couldn't help but ask again: "Do you want to be him, or do you replace him?"

Hongyu believes in Zhou Bai and wants to believe in Zhou Bai, but the current Zhou Bai is no longer the weak scholar he was at the beginning, Zhou Bai in the past had her as his companion, she was Zhou Bai's sword, and now Zhou Bai has a lot more things in his hands.

Outside of the sword, she only has Zhou Bai.

And Zhou Bai In addition to her, there is also a chaotic return to nothingness that transcends the existence of the Heavenly Dao, as well as the void sword qi that he sensed alone in the Zhuxian Sword Array.

Once you fall in love, you will never stop until you die.

What is this paranoid feeling, Hongyu knows, and she also knows that she is not the only one who has been robbed, watching Zhou Bai's struggle in the White Snake, Immortal Sword and Zhuxian World, she should obviously believe Zhou Bai completely.

However, the existence of the 'Red Cloud Dao Man' was like a nail, deeply rooted in her heart.

Because I don't know, I'm afraid.

And because I knew too much, I was more and more afraid.

Today's Zhou Bai, I'm afraid he doesn't know whether he will face 'taking away' and 'being taken' or 'merging' and 'replaceing' once he comes into contact with 'Red Cloud'.

Zhou Bai was silent for a moment, reached out and took off the red gourd on his body, tied it around Hongyu's waist, his eyes were soft, and he smiled lightly: "I'm not him." ”

He had said this sentence in Wuzhuang Guan hundreds of years ago, but the last time it was to himself, and this time it was to Hongyu.

Hongyu stroked the tiny cracks across the surface of the gourd, looked up and said, "Zhou Bai, let's go." ”

Zhou Bai looked down at the undercurrent surging sea, and said, "Well, let's go." ”

In the depths of the sea, a majestic dragon snaked along the ravine, and after a few moments, it burrowed into a pale golden circle of light and disappeared.

Xiniu Hezhou Buddhism is prosperous, but monsters are rampant, countless barren mountains and rivers are occupied by monsters, small countries in various towns and cities are miserable, every time there are high monks traveling, they are all regarded as guests by the squires and nobles, scattering wealth and building temples to suppress demons.

The old man died, the new upstart ascended the throne, and as everyone forgot the pain of many years, a new demon would be born, and they began to look forward to the new 'monks'.

And so on and so forth, endlessly.

Zhou Bai and Hongyu walked like ordinary people in the countries of Xiniu Hezhou, looking for the place where the lamp was lit, while witnessing the sinking of all beings.

How to prosper?

The peaceful people in the world live in peace, who will ask God to worship Buddha?

It is nothing more than the suffering of the world, the desire for sustenance, the ethereal nature of the Taoist gate is very understandable, and the bitterness of the Buddhist door has become everyone's expectation.

Even if they don't know whether the next life will be able to fulfill the prayer of this life.

As long as they believe sincerely, Buddhism will give them the comfort they need.

On this day, Zhou Bai and Hongyu traveled to a remote town, and saw that its environment was quiet and full of spirit, so they wanted to stay for a few days, but unexpectedly, the fleeting fire in the sky attracted their attention.

Frowning slightly, Zhou Bai felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, although the Samadhi True Fire is a Taoist True Fire, but few people can cultivate it, turned his head to look at the red jade, the red jade eyes flashed, and recalled: "This is the breath left by the Taishang Laojun in front of the Flame Mountain that day. ”

"It's not good! the little nephew is in trouble!" After saying that, he took Zhou Bai's hand, and the red jade turned into a red mang and rose to the sky, startling everyone around to look at each other, and exclaimed 'Immortal Chief'.

The two of them galloped all the way, the floating light and shadow were like rainbows, Zhou Bai scattered the clouds and mist blocking in front of him, raised his eyes and looked, and vaguely saw that a beam of Buddha light golden lotus had fallen on the mountain thousands of miles away.

Recalling the fragment in the Journey to the West, Zhou Bai frowned and said, "Where is the Red Child's Cave Mansion?"

Hongyu nodded and said: "Presumably, he was young and frivolous, provoked the golden cicada, and was caught in the game by the calculation of the Buddhist sect." ”

....

In the dry pine stream, a lotus flower quietly blooms, green inside and gold outside, and the light is revealed, completely looking like a fairy treasure.

The lonely peak is deep and the rocks are all over the ground, and there is no grass, only this lotus flower seems to be filled with fragrance, and it is full of vitality.

Sun Wukong took a few steps forward, pointed to the red boy who was sitting on the lotus platform and couldn't move, and laughed: "Good nephew, is the Bodhisattva's lotus platform comfortable?"

"You!" the red boy gritted his teeth, but his vocal cords were blocked by an inexplicable force, unable to make a sound and unable to move, and for a while his face was already red, and there seemed to be green breath in his nose.

"Not good!" Sun Wukong's face turned pale, grinning and retreating quickly, and said urgently to Guanyin, who looked solemn: "Bodhisattva, this guy is going to breathe fire again!"

The Sanguang Divine Water has already been exhausted, and if the red boy is allowed to spew out the Samadhi True Fire again, it will be painful.

Guanyin walked with an unchanged face, and a set of life-locking golden rings appeared between the palms of her slender jade hands, and she said calmly: "The monks are compassionate. Red boy, you are vicious by nature, and you are a disaster to the world on weekdays, and the poor monk thinks that you are young and ignorant, so he takes you under his door as a discipline. ”

"Do you know who I am?!" Seeing Guanyin walking step by step, the rebelliousness in the red child's eyes did not change, and he glanced at the golden ring in Guanyin's hand, and glanced at the corners of his mouth with disdain.

Sun Wukong laughed and said: "Your father is the Bull Demon King who was my friend of the Eight Worships five hundred years ago, and your mother is the princess of the Rakshasa Kingdom, Iron Fan Immortal, as for you, you are just a lucky person who has learned the true fire of Samadhi." ”

"These things can scare the mountain elves at most, and even my pig's head can't be scared. ”

Sun Wukong laughed wildly and patted Zhu Bajie's shoulder, completely ignoring Zhu Bajie's increasingly ugly face.

This plague monkey, didn't you dare to say anything when you saw my old pig? Now it's different from the past, the sect has already had the idea of making a comeback, and even the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp has been killed, and you still want to bring the disaster to me.

Zhu Bajie took a few steps back quietly, and made a wooden man with Mu Zha, who was watching his nose with his eyes.

Gradually, Sun Wukong vaguely felt that something was wrong, the laughter still echoed in the mountain stream, and everyone present had fallen silent.

Guanyin was silent because she knew what the words of the red boy meant, and if she couldn't beat it, she would go to her parents, this was his favorite thing to do in the Fengshen period, the original Tongtian Sect Master did not help his disciples because of face, and now although the sect is decaying, it is even more terrifying than the original.

Now Tongtian will be shortened.

Sun Wukong gave Zhu Bajie a puzzled look, but he lowered his eyebrows and avoided it, although he didn't reveal more information, but it also made him understand that the identity of the red boy didn't seem to be simple.

"You have already established a cause and effect with Buddhism by robbing Tang Sanzang, and the poor monk will not kill you, but will take you back to Buddhism to cultivate your self-cultivation, which is already the greatest mercy to you. A faint smile appeared on Guanyin's face, and the smile was full of determination and determination.

The golden ring in his palm was divided into five, and it floated away like a streamer and flew towards the red child.

A happy look flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he had already left all the uneasiness in his heart behind him in an instant.

The seven saints of Huaguo Mountain are righteous, and the Monkey King is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

From the memories that Zhou Bai once gave him, he had figured out a lot of things over the years, and understood why everyone touted him as the Monkey King, why when he caused the disaster of Heavenly Court, the six brothers who were originally called brothers and sisters disappeared without a trace, and even understood why Zhou Bai was the only one who came to see him for five hundred years under the Five Elements Mountain.

Falsehood is deception, and killing is calculation.

Since everyone is in the bureau, then today's matter is the end of your deception to me. Sun Wukong looked at the direction of Jilei Mountain attentively, and while he was happy, he felt a trace of invisible regret.

'Bang~' A loud noise woke up the Monkey King who was out of his mind, and when he turned his head, the lotus platform in front of him had been torn in half, and the golden ring was shattered like gold dust sprinkled in front of him, and disappeared without a trace.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Hongyu looked sideways at the frightened red boy next to her, and frowned, "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Only then did the red boy react, he glanced at Hongyu and then at Zhou Bai, blinked and hugged his fists and said, "I've seen Uncle Zhou Bai, I've seen Uncle Hongyu." ”

Obviously more than 300 years old, the red boy still looks like a child, although his every move is an ordinary salute, but he also has a kind of 'little adult' demeanor.

Completely ignoring Guanyin's angry and angry move, but taking half a step back, Zhou Bai smiled at the red boy: "Have you seen us?"

The red boy glanced at Guanyin and Sun Wukong, and leaned over to Zhou Bai and said, "The deeds of Uncle Shi killing the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp have already spread all over the wilderness, and my nephew only hates to be there and witness Uncle Shi's heroic posture with his own eyes. ”

After glancing at Hongyu, Hongzi looked away, trying not to stay on her, and learned from his father that it was rumored that Zhou Bai Hongyu was both vinegar altars, even if his body and mentality were close to children, but he could not change the reality that he was more than three hundred years old.

There are some things that you have to pay attention to after all.

On the other hand, Guanyin was silent for a long time, his face was unpredictable, and finally sighed lightly, and said, "I've seen Zhou Bai Daoyou, Hongyu Daoyou." ”

Today's Hongyu is the personal disciple of the Tongtian Sage, although Zhou Bai did not worship under the sect of the sect, but he was also recognized by everyone as the future 'deputy sect leader of the sect', so it is reasonable for her to have no reason to tear her face.

His eyes swept over the white jade-like arms under the Guanyin tulle, Zhou Bai raised his eyebrows, and chuckled: "I haven't seen you for many years, the Bodhisattva's arm is already intact, so I feel at ease." ”

The left hand was hidden in the sleeve, and an ancient scroll fell into the palm.

Noticing Zhou Bai's left hand, Guanyin's lips opened slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled: "Zhou Bai Daoyou, the eastward spread of Buddhism is the general trend of heaven, even a saint cannot be hindered, Daoyou meddling in the westward journey this time, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

Zhou Bai said with a smile: "The eastward spread of Buddhism is the general trend of heaven, and the westward journey to seek the Dharma is the established agreement of the saints, how dare I stop it, but this time the Tang monk has not been robbed by the dry pine stream, and the friends of Cihang Daoist have suppressed me without authorization to intercept the younger generations, is it to take advantage of the situation to bully others?"

Although Zhou Bai was smiling, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the killing intent was hidden, and there was no smile.

Hongyu smiled at the red boy and said: "Since Tang Seng came to you as a guest, he also has to inform his disciples, now that there is such a big oolong, I have to apologize later." ”

The cold gaze swept over Sun Wukong and the others with different expressions, and Hongyu said to the red boy: "Go and invite Tang Seng out." ”

"Yes. Hongyu's gaze did not allow him to refuse, although Hongzi'er was worried in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more, leaned over and said yes, then turned around and went home, and after a while, he brought out Tang Seng who had finished washing and was neatly dressed.

"It's a shame to be a poor monk when you are tired of the Bodhisattva. Tang Seng looked ashamed and bowed.

Guanyin's brows tightened, and his palm lifted Tang Seng up, and said calmly: "Sanzang is frightened. ”

"Amitabha. Tang Seng clasped his hands, chanted the Buddha's name, and slowly retreated to Sun Wukong's side.

The two exchanged only a few words, and did not say whether Tang Seng was invited into the cave or captured into the cave, Guanyin did not say that it was because of her deep city, and Tang Seng did not say that it was because he could not answer.

Zhou Bai didn't allow him to tell the truth, and he couldn't tell lies in front of the Buddha Bodhisattva, so he could only be silent.

The dilemma can only pretend to be deaf and dumb, but the consequence of pretending to be deaf and dumb is that his actions and the actions of 'Tang Seng' should have deviated, and Guanyin can detect the slightest inappropriateness of this deviation.

And the apprentices he got along with day and night could clearly feel the difference.

Closing his eyes slightly, Tang Seng's heart moved slightly, and the palm of his hand playing with the rosary gradually regained his calm in a slight trembling.

Maybe they were threatened, right? Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie Muzha glanced at each other, and then each withdrew his gaze.

Since it was a misunderstanding, the poor monk took his leave. After a few polite words to each other, Guanyin wanted to leave, but Zhou Bai quietly appeared in front of her.

"The cause and effect of Daoist friends killing my sect disciples, how can it be solved with just one misunderstanding?" Zhou Bai's left hand was spread out, and an ancient scroll was slowly spread out, and the mist was filled with it, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal.