Mortal realm, Guangzhou, Thousand Buddha Cliffs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bright moon sprinkled silver flowers in the cold wind of early spring, and the snowflakes accumulated in the mountains yesterday were chased by the wind in the mountains and forests naughtily. However, when he met the giant Buddha who was sitting on the mountain with Shi Wudaunt's seal, he hurriedly and respectfully turned around elsewhere, and the seemingly ignorant wind and snow also knew that he had to worship the world-honored one.

Under the bright moonlight, in front of the giant Buddha on the mountain peak, there was a burst of midnight bells in the Puhui Monastery, and the Buddhists on duty were also in this Qingyue bell, reciting the strict mantra for the arrival of the new day. For a while, in this peaceful spring night, it seemed that even the cold had retreated in the chanting of the bells.

The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth that came three years ago obviously did not affect the human Buddha Kingdom millions of miles away from the center of the catastrophe. At night, the location of the first overlord mountain gate of the Guangxi Cultivation Realm only seemed vibrant, and it was filled with the peace and happiness that mortals had always dreamed of.

At this moment, a crystal purple light suddenly appeared in the sky, like a small meteor falling directly on the road in front of the temple. Immediately, there was a light explosion of 'boom', and a large area of purple light quickly dissipated in an instant, reflecting the mountain gate of Puhui Zen Temple, and for a while, it became a purple jade portal.

Tomo, the little novice who was on duty at the mountain gate tonight, was suddenly awakened by the sudden loud noise and the snorting of the snoop. When he moved his eight-year-old child's little short legs, he hurried out of the side door to check.

It's hard enough to say that eight-year-olds are sleepy. But this hard-working little bald head with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes doesn't know who his father's name is, nor does he know who he is. I only know that I followed my master to leave home when I was a child, and I don't know what it is for when I chant sutras and hold mantras every day.

Xiao Zhizhen, who came out of the mountain gate, was shivered by the oncoming cold spring wind, and his drowsiness dissipated a little. At this moment, the little novice who was puzzled saw on the road in front of the temple gate, but there was a purple-robed young Taoist priest lying in a coma.

Zhizhen, who was already very clever with his facial features, blinked his big smart eyes vigorously, as if he thought he had seen it wrong.

It's just that the little child is very surprised at the moment, and he has just seen the young Taoist priest who is unconscious on the ground and is also a friend of the world, and there is some inexplicable heart throbbing for no reason, and the person in front of him makes him have a very strong sense of déjà vu.

The little monk who was stunned for a moment was immediately blown back to his senses by the cold night wind. Hurriedly shook off his little bald head that was a little dazed because of sleepiness, and stepped forward to carefully inspect the sleeping young Taoist priest on the ground.

"Senior Brother Zhizhen, what happened? Did this Taoist Master fall from the sky?" At this time, I saw another figure walking out of the side door of the mountain gate of Puhui Zen Temple, it was a young novice who was nearly twice as old as Zhizhen and was born very stout.

Hearing this, the hairy boy monk hurriedly turned around and replied, "Senior Brother Zhiming, I also just came out, and I haven't had time to check yet, so I don't know what happened to this Dao Master." Senior brother, should we go and report to the ancestor of Zhike?"

"Okay, I'll go and report back, this Taoist leader is still breathing, he should just be unconscious, junior brother, you get some bedding, don't let him freeze." Zhiming came to his junior brother's side, glanced at the young Taoist priest on the ground a few times, and then said a word to the junior brother of the hairy child, and then returned to the temple.

The little bald head listened to the explanation of the big bald brother, and hurriedly spread out a pair of short legs and ran into the mountain gate, and soon came out with the green cloth quilt that he was warm at the time of the shift. The scrambled child ran to the unconscious young Taoist priest and covered him with a quilt.

Unexpectedly, the body of the person who had just touched the ground swarmed in an instant. This made him extremely attached to the feeling that the little hairy child monk couldn't help but freeze immediately, as if the boy on the ground was a close relative with him who had the same blood.

Such a feeling made Zhizhen not confused, and his little brow immediately furrowed tightly. In this way, the small cyan birthmark brought by his mother's womb in the center of his eyebrows was squeezed from the shape of a polka dot into a small whirlwind with a large top and a small bottom.

Hairy boy Zhizhen stared at the unknown boy on the ground in such a daze, just in a daze, and he didn't know what was thinking in his little heart. It wasn't until a dozen breaths had passed that an old kind voice came from behind him.

"Zhizhen woke up, what are you doing in a daze? Do you know this little Taoist?"

The little monk only woke up from this inexplicable sluggishness at this time, and he was even more frightened that he did not welcome the arrival of the ancestor after he lost his mind. What the hell is wrong with me? Why does this Taoist master who I met for the first time feel so familiar?

The little monk who calmed down a little hurriedly saluted to the ancestor of Zhike, and the immature child's voice immediately replied: "Patriarch, Zhizhen was distracted just now, please forgive the patriarch." Zhizhen is also the first time to meet this Taoist leader, and he didn't know him before. ”

The thin white-eyed old monk heard the reply, but he didn't care about the hairy child's words, and immediately stepped forward to cut off the pulse of the unconscious young Taoist priest. So Zhizhen saw that on the wrinkled and sad face of the patriarch, there were actually very excited smiles one after another.

It's just that this old monk who knows the emptiness of the Dharma name has never understood what dependent voidness is. Not only did he fail to find out the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance, but under this broken vein, he found that there were two spiritual treasures in the body of the young man on the ground, and he was actually greedy.

This purple-robed young Taoist priest who was in a coma was naturally Xiao Yun who had returned to the mortal realm. Now unconscious here, it is precisely because when he traveled through the void, he encountered the chaotic Dao rules caused by the staggering of the two realms, and the impact of the void storm, that he came to the Black Twilight Isthmus, which was millions of miles away from his established coordinates.

However, although Xiao Yun's deity was out of control due to the Ziyang Tianyan Disk and fell into a coma after falling, the doppelganger hiding in the Blood Hall was not damaged at all. Xiao Yun has everything in the outside world vividly, and he will not completely lose his ability to act at all.

Originally, Xiao Yun shuttled through the void with the coordinates of the Black Twilight Isthmus, but as soon as he fell to the ground, he found that the surrounding environment was wrong. The cautious teenager did not dare to act rashly without knowing where he was. Na Zhi hesitated for a moment, and immediately saw a small face that made him excited and inexplicable.

The reason why Xiao Yun has been letting the body of the deity lie to the ground all this time is precisely because he is even more shocked than the little monk Zhizhen at this moment. Xiao Yun not only has all the inductions from Zhizhen's bloodline, but the cyan birthmark on the little monk's eyebrows makes him ecstatic.

Of course, Xiao Yun remembered the birthmark in the heart of his little brother Xiao Fengmei, and he was no stranger to the little face in front of him, who had grown up five years old. It's a pity that although Xiao Yun, who saw his relatives again, was extremely excited, he was afraid that his unique image of the doppelganger would scare the younger brother.

So under the psychological blame of the young man's gains and losses, he delayed for a short period of time, not wanting to usher in the emptiness of greed again in the loss of consciousness. Because of this, there are unexpected but inevitable changes.

In fact, if Xiao Yun wanted to get out at this moment, a clone that was slightly stronger than his own deity could completely go away. Even if you want to defeat the old thief of emptiness, it is not too much of a problem. However, the boy was only excited at the moment, and it was impossible for him to understand that emptiness was already greedy.

Although Xiao Yun has an extreme temperament and is ruthless, at least he is not a madman who loves to kill. There is no injustice or hatred, and there is no hostility to emptiness, so it is impossible for this to break out. What's more, Xiao Yun will inevitably worry about his young brother, and the aftermath of the fighting method can not be afforded by an eight-year-old hairy child.

Not wanting this delay, Xiao Yun lost the opportunity to recognize his little brother immediately. In fact, Xiao Feng is not easy to recognize, a child who left home at the age of three, so is it possible to remember the events of the past? However, seeing his only brother in front of him, Xiao Yun could not leave no matter what.

At this moment, he saw that the old thief of emptiness withdrew the hand that held Xiao Yun's original vein, obviously not thinking that this little Taoist priest who was only in the Qi cultivation period could escape from his palm. But he didn't know that this young man who practiced the evil path against the heavens, although he was a beginner monk who was too weak to be weaker on the surface, was actually a evil star who could kill him.

Emptiness didn't worry about the death or life of the comatose boy at all, and he didn't think that Xiao Yun would be a danger at all. The old thief's bald face was full of kind smiles, and he was only worried that Xiao Yun would be discovered by other high-level Buddhist cultivators in the temple. These are two spiritual treasures at your fingertips, even if you have to pay the price of betraying the sect, you must also have this great opportunity by yourself.

If this young man is known by the abbot and the head of the temple, I am afraid that he will not be able to achieve any benefits. But now that the two disciples of Zhiming and Zhizhen have seen it with their own eyes, the existence of this person must be difficult to conceal, and the great opportunity of these two spiritual treasures is likely not to belong to them.

If you want to have this opportunity alone and not leak the news, then you can only kill these two lower-level disciples, and then blame the death of these two. He said that he patrolled late at night and found that the young Taoist priest who came mysteriously broke into the temple without permission and wanted to do nothing, and he was angry that he killed two disciples on duty at the mountain gate, and then he did the thing of subduing demons.

In this way, not only can you have a unique opportunity, but also will not leave any flaws. As for this young Taoist priest, sooner or later he will die, even if he doesn't meet himself, as long as he enters the temple, he will inevitably be robbed of the treasure and wiped out, so it's better to fulfill himself. The two low-level disciples were not worth mentioning, they were fulfilling their earlier meeting with the Buddha.

Thinking about this, emptiness also made up his mind to kill people and destroy his mouth and obtain two spiritual treasures alone. Even if he pretended to groan and was silent, he pretended not to understand Xiao Yun's physical condition. In fact, he is carefully probing his surroundings so as not to leave flaws in his actions.

After nearly ten breaths, it was repeatedly confirmed that there were only four people in the current field in the place of the mountain gate in the middle of the night, and there were no other people. The silent old thief bald heart was excited, it seems that today's unexpected opportunity is really destined to be what he deserves.

Emptiness shook the wrinkles on his face, and said to the young monk Zhiming with a pleasant face: "Zhiming, this seat has a few secrets to explain to you. Let's come to this seat first. "It's clear that the old thief thinks that the older Zhiming should be dealt with first.

When the stout young monk saw that the Zhike Patriarch had an order, he would think of what danger there would be? Immediately, he was afraid that he would not be active enough, and with a respectful look on his face, he came to the old thief's bald body and said in a few steps: "Ancestor, Zhiming respects the decree of the law." ”

The empty old man's face was full of compassionate smiles, and he raised his hand slightly to signal the young monk to come over. The young monk who died in front of him hurriedly followed the order, bowed his head and waited for the patriarch to explain the heavy responsibility, not knowing that his life was about to end.

Emptiness breathed slightly, and then he stretched out his palm very affectionately and stroked the back of Zhiming's neck. So the young monk, who suddenly felt a huge tremor all over his body, did not have time to make a sound for the belated great pain, so he opened his dead eyes and went to see the Buddha, who had never been merciful to him.

The emptiness of a compassionate smile and the life-threatening palm on the back of Jiming's neck are as natural as an elder caressing his own children and grandchildren. However, the young life was completely terminated in this instant, without even a clear thought, by the hand of sin that he trusted and did not expect at all.

This was supposed to be a joyous reunion of siblings, hugging their heads and crying, but under the intervention of the greedy and vicious old thief who has always flaunted his mercy, it has become a sin in this world. I don't know if a Buddhist who specializes in the blessings of the next life can be reborn in the world of bliss in the next life?

The naïve Zhizhen watched his senior brother lying in the arms of his ancestor, and he was not envious in his little heart. I just thought that Senior Brother Zhiming was very favored by the ancestor and was listening to the important tasks explained by the ancestor. The naïve child secretly motivates himself in his heart, and when he grows up, he must accumulate more merits for the temple, so that he can comfort the master who has passed away for two years.

But emptiness, even the ruthless methods that Xiao Feng around him had concealed, could not hide Xiao Yun's soul path treasure Xiao Wan. At this moment, Xiao Yun's clone, who was hiding in the Blood Palace, was very excited to find his little brother, and he heard Xiao Wan's childish words.

"Master, that bald head died in the arms of the thin old man, and his soul was already scattered just now, can I go and collect these remnant souls?"

The blood-haired Xiao Yun was shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect that the old monk would suddenly kill him, and it was obviously the old monk's fellow juniors. And the first to understand was the old and spicy Dudu, and then the reckless warning sound reached Xiao Yun's ears.

"Master, it's not good! This old thief has murderous intent, master quickly take back your original body, I am afraid that you will be controlled by this thief!"

Hearing the warning, Xiao Yun was suddenly anxious, and the young man was undoubtedly more worried about the safety of his younger brother. This old thief must have a plot against his own body, mind and body by doing so. Xiao Yun, who was already smart, immediately realized that emptiness was killing people and destroying his mouth, and even if he hurriedly urged the seal.

At the same time, I saw emptiness holding Zhiming's still warm body, and turned his head to look at the hairy child Zhizhen with a compassionate smile on his face. The old thief was about to repeat his old tricks, and he opened his mouth to call the ignorant Xiao Feng to come and silence silently, but unexpectedly, a shocking change happened immediately.

At this moment, I saw a bright red glow flashing out of thin air, but it disappeared again in an instant, and at the same time, there was an eight-year-old little monk, and there was a purple-robed young Taoist priest who was unconscious on the ground...... (To be continued.) )