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The warm wind rises, the bamboo waves sing, and the early summer is coming, and the Puhui Zen Monastery is the twilight spring weather where the grass grows and the warbler flies. But only in this elegant Zhutao Essence House, there is still a bit of a sparse and dignified atmosphere, just because there are old enemies reuniting in this peaceful Buddha land.

Yang Yi was so anxious for the true soul disordered and unconscious master that he was like a headless fly, and at this moment he suddenly realized that Xiao Yun and the others had arrived, and he only thought that the evil cloud thief was going to take advantage of the danger of others and plot to kill the master. Immediately walked quickly to the door of the house, took out his jade pen spirit weapon, and was on full guard.

"Xiao Yun, what do you want to do, if you dare to hurt my master, you will definitely die, and my Spirit Continent Cultivation Alliance will never rest with you!"

Yang Yi's angry shout can be regarded as full of real anger, which is quite deterrent. But didn't people do it yet, you were in a hurry to say what the consequences were, it was obviously a stupid thing to say, and it exposed the tension and horror in his heart.

Xiao Yun heard the angry shouting, but he just glanced at Yang Yi, who was in shock, but he didn't speak, but instead smiled slightly and stood aside quietly. There doesn't seem to be any intention to take the opportunity to get rid of the Mo Lin monk.

Seeing Xiao Yun's style like this, it also made Yang Yi, who was extremely nervous, feel a little relieved. Although I don't understand what Xiao Yun's intentions are when he comes at this time, as long as he doesn't come to take the opportunity to kill Shizun. So the young man in Confucian costume continued to put on a posture of fighting to the death, in order to deter Xiao Yun from acting rashly.

It's just that Yang Yi's mantis arm is a car-like deterrent, no matter how you look at it, you can feel extremely ridiculous, if Xiao Yun intends to come to take revenge, how can he stop it with his cultivation? I'm afraid that neither the master and apprentice will be spared.

However, it can also be seen from this that Yang Yi, who is not very smart, is not bad in nature, although he behaves like a nerd, and his cultivation is not worth mentioning, but he also knows that he sacrificed his life to protect each other to repay his teacher's kindness, even if he was frightened, he did not abandon his teacher and run for his life alone.

However, Yang Yi, who noticed that Xiao Yun had no killing intent and was slightly stable in his heart, fell into even greater panic after seeing the identities of several other people. It's just because Jian Nineteen has always been a brother and sister with his master, and he is an ally to deal with Xiao Yun together.

But at this moment, Sword Nineteen actually lived in peace with the Evil Cloud Thief, and he didn't see the two of them showing hostility towards each other, but instead seemed to be as friendly as friends. Could it be that the two of them have colluded to murder their master? What can I do?

Just when the cranky Yang Yi was very anxious, he heard the compassionate words of the old abbot of Xuanxiang: "Xiao Xianyue, don't panic, the old man and Xiao Daochang came to save the layman, and they have no other intentions." ”

"Yang Yixian's nephew, the abbot master is indeed here to save the layman, don't panic. Let's get out of the way first, don't delay the time for treatment. Immediately, Jian Nineteen also explained the reason, obviously wanting to save Mo Lin as soon as possible. With this most important ally to cooperate with him, he can not be afraid of any strong man, including the old abbot.

After the suspicious Yang Yi heard this, he observed nervously for a while, until he was sure that neither of them had a murderous aura, so he half-believed and got out of the way. But he was still worried that Xiao Yun would break out, and he had always kept a firm eye on the evil cloud thief's every move, and he didn't dare to slack off.

And under Yang Yi's continuous attention, he began to have doubts in his heart again. Just because he looked at the familiar purple-robed figure intently, he suddenly felt so strange. Why is this Xiao Yun like a different person, why is he so weird? Could it be that his purple-gold eyes are too rare for him to feel like this?

It's no wonder that this handsome young man who is not very smart thinks so, and he doesn't see Sword Nineteen on the side who is also puzzled by the evil cloud thief. Although Xiao Yun now feels like a spring breeze, it is only an immortal cultivation qi period, and the insignificant external spiritual pressure makes people feel palpitations.

Xiao Yun has such a strange power dissipation feature, and the Sword Nineteen Vertical is the first time that he has practiced for nearly a thousand years. Obviously, this little thief is not cultivating the Immortal Dao, nor can it be the Divine Dao, and it is even more different from the Demon Dao by 108,000 miles. But how can he faintly deter himself, what kind of thing is this evil cloud thief cultivating?

And Xiao Yun didn't care about the guarded and surprised gazes of the two, and the young man was engrossed in his own state of mind. This also shows that Xiao Yun's abnormal act of treating the Mo Lin monk is not to forget the hatred, but that the young man wants to verify and experience what is called the heart of forgiveness after he realized the heart of the Seven Treasures Nirvana Pagoda.

Although Xiao Yun admires the compassion and kindness of Buddhism, this does not mean that the young man will give up his own path of mind cultivation. However, how can outsiders know that Xiao Yun is practicing, let alone understand that the young man is using the enemy as a prop for cultivating his mind.

After entering the Zhutao Essence House, Xiao Yun still didn't say a word. He just took out a jade bottle with a drop of the Innocent Divine Spring sealed in his hand, and handed it to the little novice Zhikong to feed the Molin monk. He stood aside as if he were wandering into the world, as if nothing else was relevant to him here.

At first, Yang Yi was still a little suspicious, fearing that Xiao Yun would use this to poison his master. However, after hearing the compassionate words of the old abbot Xuanxiang, and seeing that Jian Nineteen did not say anything against it, he also dispelled the anxiety and worries in his heart and let Zhikong rescue him.

However, Jian Nineteen's eyes flickered, and he was clearly extremely shocked by the Innocent Divine Spring that Xiao Yun had taken out. Although the old god stick had not seen this legendary heaven and earth artifact with his own eyes, with the spiritual sense of the top great cultivator in the mortal realm, how could he not sense the breath of the supreme treasure.

However, although Jian Nineteen was greedy in his heart because of this, he was afraid that the old abbot of Xuanxiang was here, so he did not show his face. It seems that he doesn't know the Innocent Divine Spring, and it doesn't make people aware of the rapidly growing greed in his heart, and his determination to kill Xiao Yun to seize the treasure.

However, Xiao Yun, who deliberately used this matter to achieve the effect of refining his heart, although he seemed to be transcendent, he was actually paying attention to the subtle reactions of everyone in the essence house all the time. But he completely watched every move of the old god stick, and realized that Sword Nineteen would inevitably have a plot because of the Innocent Divine Spring.

Xiao Yun smiled silently, and his light demeanor did not change at all. It seems that he has expected such a warning signal, and he is not afraid that the old god stick will have another conspiracy because of the fetish. Perhaps this also shows that the young man is full of confidence in his own cultivation, although Xiao Yun can't defeat the Great Monk, it is not easy to threaten his life.

Time passed quickly under the neglect of everyone in the retreat, and after a short time, Zhikong had already fed the Innocent Divine Spring to the Molin monk, and the little novice would be silent behind the old abbot of Xuanxiang.

After dozens of breaths, I saw that the old sour man suddenly had a black aura all over his body, and he conjured up a black face like a living thing, and it seemed that from the big mouth that was split to his ears, there was still a slight roar from a long time ago. Such a witchcraft anomaly made everyone in the ashram secretly frightened.

And this is obviously the witchcraft performed by the great witch through blood sacrifice and the power of the ancestral witch, but it can't resist the exorcism of the gods of heaven and earth. Like an illusory black face, it only stayed in the air for a moment before disappearing with the wind. I heard the monk Mo Lin, who had been unconscious, cry out in pain: "My life is over!"

Yang Yi was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't know that this was his master's last reaction before his soul was disordered, only because his soul was disordered and could not be born, so he didn't exhale until this moment. The stupid young man only thought that Shizun must have been poisoned by Xiao Yun's conspiracy, and immediately waited to urge the spiritual weapon in his hand to fight against the evil cloud thief who harmed Shizun's life.

At this moment, the old abbot of Xuanxiang, who really couldn't stand it, pronounced a Buddha horn, which immediately interrupted Yang Yi's stupid behavior. But it almost made this ignorant young man angry because of this, and his face immediately turned red, so he didn't feel uncomfortable.

"Amitabha Buddha...... good, good, Xiao Daochang's merits are complete, and the layman should be fine. ”

Xiao Yun smiled slightly when he heard this, and finally said his first words after coming here: "Master Abbot has won the award, and the kid will do some meager effort, and it is not worth mentioning." ”

Hearing this, the old god stick and sword nineteen were not irritable, and they scolded in their hearts, even if you kid want to pretend, don't pretend to be so fake, okay? This supreme artifact is not worth mentioning, so why don't you give me some?

Of course, Jian Nineteen's wish could not be realized, but Xiao Yun and the old abbot's words made Yang Yi stunned immediately. The stupid boy hoped that he had heard correctly, but he couldn't believe that Xiao Yun had really saved his master, and he didn't know what it was like for a while.

After a while, the monk who woke up after hearing it, his ears could hear the turbidity in his mouth and chest, and then he turned over and sat up from the top of the bed. At this time, Yang Yi finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly ran to his master's side, and asked eagerly with a cry of joy.

"Master, Master, do you want it, how do you feel now?"

"It's okay, don't be anxious, the master is not only completely restored, but the aura of Haoran has also been slightly calmed. Thinking about it, this is all because the master's soul is as clear as a mirror, and this time it is really a blessing in disguise. ”

Yang Yi's face was immediately full of joy when he heard this, but he was just happy for his master. There is no doubt that the relationship between the master and apprentice is extremely sincere, and it can also be seen that the dirty person also has a sincere side. Maybe it is a despicable person or a shameless person, but each person is in a different position, and they also have their own people and things that they really treat.

Although the monk was thrilled that he had recovered quickly, after waking up, he immediately noticed that there were outsiders in the ashram, and even found that the evil cloud thief was also there. The old sour man couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why didn't Xiao Yun, who was a mortal enemy, take the opportunity to take his own life?

After all, the old sour Confucianism has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he has long been an old man who is not chaotic. Although he noticed that today's events were very strange, he still hid everything in his heart, and quietly guessed what the situation was now. He just pretended to be excited with his disciples, and he didn't see Xiao Yun.

And Xiao Yun, who was standing quietly, clearly saw the changes in the expressions of everyone in the house, and was still savoring the various changes in mood. It's no wonder that this matter was his established experiment in mind cultivation, but the price was also outrageous.

Xiao Yun in the Zhutao Essence House was quietly watching the wind and clouds, the old abbot was just smiling, the greedy light in the nineteen eyes of the sword was about to ignite, the stupid Yang Yi laughed from the heart, and the old sour man looked at the disciple with a pampered face as a feeling of relief. In the small house, there is also a microcosm of people's hearts.

Time passed in the ashram, where everyone understood or confused, and some people were aware of everything and others were desperately trying to cover it up. Perhaps today's events are indeed wonders, but don't you see that at this moment, some people have healed their souls, some people have discovered divine objects, and even more people have observed people's hearts.

After dozens of breaths, Xiao Yun, who has the ability to perceive people's hearts, not only has a much clearer understanding, but also does not purely verify the heart of forgiveness for the first time. At this moment, the young man felt that he had gained a lot and had no intention of staying any longer, so he immediately asked the white-eyed living Buddha to benefit.

"Master Abbot, the kid knows a little bit about the ancient music and rhythm, and when he saw the roar of the King Kong lion, he was extremely admired. The boy wants to ask you for advice, I wonder if the abbot master is willing to give him advice?"

Xiao Yun's words suddenly broke the rare balance in the retreat, and there were also some alternative words that woke up the dreamer. The voice can no longer pretend to be invisible, and the greedy can no longer be immersed in their own premeditated planning.

"Master Abbot, Mo Lin's compassion and help to the living Buddha are inscribed within five years, and there is no way to repay it. If it weren't for the master's rescue, Mo Lin would only be afraid that it would be difficult to complete this time. ”

At this moment, I saw that the old sour man who couldn't pretend anymore collapsed in the words of gratitude, and it seemed that he was about to bow and thank the old abbot Xuanxiang. But he was stunned by the words that the white-eyed living Buddha immediately said, and he forgot about the original gift that was just for show, as a matter of course. Perhaps the most proficient supernatural power of a scholar is this hypocrisy.

"Layman, don't thank the wrong person, the person who saved you is not Lao Wei, but Xiao Daochang. If the old man is not mistaken, now the layman has not only recovered, but also improved a little, what a blessing!"

The shocked Mo Lin monk obviously couldn't believe it, but he didn't dare to question the living Buddha of Guangzhou in person, and even if he set his eyes on Jian Jiu and his disciples, he immediately gained even greater doubts and complexities in his heart after receiving an affirmative answer.

It's no wonder that no matter how treacherous a cultivator is, the most important thing is always his own life. In order to live forever, even his father can swallow it, and his mother can send it to the Qinglou, and no matter how many books he reads, it can't compare to becoming a virtuous person, becoming a saint, and becoming a Taoist to achieve immortality, right? Not to mention that the old sour Confucian has lived for nearly a thousand years, and life is more important to him than anything else.

I don't know if Monk Mo Lin is really grateful to Xiao Yun for saving him in time, or if he has to maintain the bearing he cultivated by reading the book of sages and sages, and not damage the reputation he cares about the most. After hearing the old abbot's words, the old sour man only stayed for a moment, and then he wanted to bow and thank Xiao Yun. But it's slow.

And Xiao Yun didn't understand the hypocrisy of the old sour Confucian, and he didn't want to continue to stay, the young man just wanted to think about today's gains alone as soon as possible. I didn't care about saving the enemy, I just stepped on one less ant when I walked, not to mention that this ant would have to die at his own hands sooner or later.

Just because Xiao Yun has obtained the Buddha fate to soothe his distorted mind, it does not mean that he can forgive the unforgivable. If forgiveness comes at the cost of death, then don't. This is also Xiao Yun's experience of forgiveness for the first time today, and perhaps this result is completely the reason why he has found the wrong target.

However, Xiao Yun's heart will not be known to others, and he does not realize that this move will make the despicable more despicable and the greedy more greedy. The two old thieves, Sword and Mo, only thought that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if they pretended to reconcile with Xiao Yun on the grounds of this incident, they could fool this thief into taking both treasure and revenge.

So Xiao Yun and the old abbot of Xuanxiang left in a false thanks. The old sour Confucian who was full of benevolence and morality, and the sword sect master who was full of divine qi immediately began to plot. I don't want to know what the two are plotting, and the temptation of the supreme divine object is not ordinarily huge.

But things in the world have always been determined, and it can't be forced by you, and the two embarrassed old thieves undoubtedly found the wrong target. Not to mention Xiao Yun's purple and gold eyes with his mental power, let's just say that the invisible void spirit dao sign placed in the corner of the wall at this moment exposed all their plots in front of the young man's eyes.

Xiao Yun, who was strolling with the old abbot Xuanxiang in the distance of the bamboo forest, suddenly sighed, and whispered a helpless word that made the white-eyed living Buddha smile: "Hey, this person's heart, what should I say to ......" (to be continued.) )