In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the clouds in the sky, whether white clouds or dark clouds, had never been so close to the ground as the black clouds tonight, the thunder had never been so deafening, and the lightning had never been so dazzling, almost making it difficult for him to look directly.

It's as if the sky is about to fall.

He stood there in a daze, watching the black-clothed man and the old monk in the grass temple glaring at each other angrily, fighting each other.

Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out, and when his ears were ringing, he saw a brilliant lightning bolt appear in the sky, and it actually hit the earth of the world and landed on the long sword of the man in black.

In an instant, the clothes of the man in black bulged high, and his eyes were wide as if they were about to burst. At this time, inside this grass temple, under the strong light of electricity, it was like day.

The lightning that bloomed on the tip of the sword at night was so beautiful that Zhang Xiaofan held his breath, and in Pu Zhi's eyes, there was a strange frenzy again.

"Is this the power and power of the Taoist true law?"

I only heard the man in black shouting, and the sword trick in his left hand was leading, and he shook his wrist with all his strength, and the thunder sounded, and the lightning on the sword rushed towards Pu Zhi. Along the way, the grass, trees, bricks and stones all shook and flew, and only the middle road left a deep scar.

Pu Zhi took three steps back, removed his handprints, folded his palms, his face was solemn, his whole body exuded a faint golden light, and he recited in a low voice: "My Buddha is compassionate!"

With a "snap", I saw that the only seven remaining jasper prayer beads in front of him were all shattered, and they were transformed into a huge "Buddha" character three feet in front of him, and the golden light was dazzling, and it could not be forced to look at.

The next moment, the electric light collided with the Buddha character.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt his heart beat violently, as if all the blood in his body was flowing backwards in an instant, his hands and feet were weak, he couldn't breathe, he only felt that at that moment, the wind stopped, the thunder stopped, and the whole world stopped.

Then, involuntarily, he flew backwards, and before he even had time to feel frightened, he saw a white and golden glow, unrivalled in splendor, far superior to the sun in the sky. The entire grass temple was torn apart, with the two of them as the center, and it flew out in all directions, including the sky.

His heart was empty, and he only felt the sound of the fierce wind constantly passing by his ears.

He felt scared and subconsciously wanted to curl up, but he was powerless, so he had to let himself drift to an unknown place.

A thought came to his mind: Am I going to die?

Intense fear suddenly hit his heart, and he was in a cold sweat all over his body, trembling slightly.

When death stands in front of you, how to face it?

He fainted and didn't wake up.

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Pu Zhi walked over slowly, staggering, sandwiching Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu under his ribs, and when he arrived at a slightly clean place, he gently put down the two children, and suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, almost cracking, he couldn't support it anymore, and sat down in a daze.

He looked towards his chest, and saw that through the scorched monk's robe, he could vaguely see that a black gas had gradually closed around his chest, leaving only a small place in his heart, which had not been invaded.

He smiled wryly and reached into his arms. His hand trembled terribly, and after a long while, he slowly found a red pill, about the size of a finger, and it was flat.

Pu Zhi sighed and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect to let the ghost doctor tell me, I still have to take his 'Three Rì Death Pill'." ”

He hesitated, but finally nodded and swallowed the pill.

Then, he looked up at the distant mountains.

Finally the rain fell in the sky.

Qingyun Mountain stands in the wind and rain, hazy and mysterious.

"Taoist magic is really wonderful, and it can actually use the divine power of the heavens. If you confirm each other with my Buddhism and learn from each other's strengths, you will be able to break through the mystery of immortality. It's a pity that Dao Xuan Zhenren's cultivation is far better than mine, but after all, he is like my three senior brothers, and he can't let go of his views and status. Alas!"

Pu Zhi sighed, withdrew his gaze, and fell on the two children. At this time, the rain began to fall heavier, drenching their heads and faces. The grass temple had been torn apart in the battle just now, and there was nothing nearby to completely shelter from the wind and rain.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but worry about the two children. He just forcibly used the true yuan, and used the miraculous skill of Tianyin Temple's "Great Brahma Prajna", and the power of the Buddha's treasure "Jade Prayer Bead", to give birth to a powerful demon subduing force, so that he blocked the evil man's incomparably powerful "Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique", and hit him hard, causing him to flee in shock. But he was seriously injured, and he suffered a Taoist thaumaturgical blow, and he was already running out of oil, and even the last ray of life was gone. At the moment, he is just relying on the miraculous medicine "Sanrì Death Pill" given by the ghost doctor to prolong his breath and prolong his life.

"Although the demon was badly wounded, it was not fundamentally injured. After I am gone, he will turn back and kill people. At that time, not only these two children, but also the lives of the whole village will be in danger. This, this, how is this good?"

Puzhi's heart is in turmoil, his cultivation is extremely high, but first, he knows that he will die, and his mind is a little chaotic first; second, he is worried about the lives of innocent people, but the demon seems to be a person with a very high status in Qingyunmen, if he rashly goes up the mountain to ask for help, he is afraid that he will not succeed enough, and he will have more than enough failure.

But what he regrets the most in his heart is that there is one more thing, that is, his life's great wish cannot be fulfilled. As one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, he is admired by the world and is extremely honored, but for him, what is more important is to break through the mystery of life and death and untie the knot of eternal life and death. It's just that as early as fifty years ago, he had already woken up to the realization that no matter how diligently he practiced Buddhism, he could only enhance his skills and cultivation, but could not solve the mystery of life and death.

He thought hard, and decades later, he really thought of an unprecedented way. Under Fang today, the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demon are the most prosperous, and their magic attainments are the highest and deepest. The Demon Cult has a bad reputation, and the evil art is cruel and unreasonable, and people do not take it, while the Taoist thaumaturgy, jīng, is deeply mysterious, and the Buddhism is good at the field, and if they can study it together, they will be able to break through the deadlock.

It's just that he never expected that the three senior brothers, who have always been open-minded, opposed it in unison, thinking that they were heresies, and they gave more than one bitter advice. He was unwilling, but he visited the famous Taoist family several times, and he went to Qingyun Mountain several times, but all of them were politely refused by the head of Qingyun Sect.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, quite self-deprecating, and said in his heart: There are only three lives, but what do you still want to live forever, isn't it a mediocrity to disturb yourself?

It's just that although he let go of his heart, but when he saw the two children lying on the ground, he really couldn't let go of it, and he couldn't think of any good plan for a while, so he looked left and right, and saw that there was a pine tree in the distance, which could still shelter one or two wind and rain, and it was better than nothing.

Finally walked under the tree, carefully put down the two of them, Pu Zhi was already exhausted, and suddenly sat down on the ground, leaning against the trunk of the tree, constantly gasping.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs!

This famous Taoist saying, with a bit of poignant anger, came out of Puzhi's mouth and slowly read it.

The sky is like ink, and it covers the earth. The boundless dark clouds pressed on the top, the rain fell from the sky, fine and dense, and the cold wind blew, bit by bit, hitting the face, and the cold reached the heart.

He looked up at the sky, and after a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the two children in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Two little donors, the old man has the heart to save each other, but he is helpless and powerless. The matter started from me, but it hurt the two of them, what a sin! Alas, if you two were Qingyun disciples, on that Qingyun Mountain, among the people, I am afraid that it would be safer, but now it is "

Suddenly, Pu Zhi's whole body was shocked, and he muttered in his mouth: "Qingyun disciple, Qingyun disciple" His mind turned rapidly, as if he had caught something in mind, but he was about to lose it in the blink of an eye. In a moment, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, for some reason, there was that inexplicable frenzy in his eyes again.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, but there was a hint of madness in his laughter!

"Wonderful, wonderful! Although my life is short, if I teach a person the magic skills of Buddhism, and then let him throw himself into the Qingyun Sect and practice Taoist magic, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone, not only save his two lives, but also fulfill my wish for me!"

"The two families of Buddhism and Taoism have been estranged since ancient times, and they have never interacted with each other. Qingyunmen would never have imagined that a young boy, who had lived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain since he was a child, would be pregnant with Buddhism. As long as someone is both the two schools, they will be able to break through the mystery of immortality for thousands of years. Hehe, if so, why should I die?"

As soon as he thought about it, the whole person was extremely excited, his cheeks were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he subconsciously saw Lin Jingyu's body, and stretched out his hand. But halfway through, he stopped again, thinking in his heart: This matter is very important, and the views of various sects and sects are extremely serious today, and it is extremely taboo to steal teachers, if people know about it, the matter will be exposed, and they will definitely die. Lin Jingyu's qualifications are very good, if he is included in the Qingyun Sect, he will definitely attract the attention of the teacher. He is so young, I'm afraid he won't be able to hide this big secret!

Thinking of this, his heart moved, his eyes turned to Zhang Xiaofan's body, and he remembered the stubborn xìng who did not bow his head when he was dying during the day, nodded, and said: "The qualifications are poor, and it doesn't matter, it will depend on your own creation in the future." ”

After speaking, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Xiaofan a few times, and used the residual Buddha power to wake him up.

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Zhang Xiaofan woke up slowly, his eyes blurred, and his ears buzzed. After a long while, he returned to normal, saw what was in front of him, and was suddenly startled, and opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it.

I saw that the old monk was scarred all over his body, sitting in front of him, his left body seemed to have been burned by something, scorched and ugly, and his face was black and dead. But for some reason, the old monk looked excited and smiled. In addition, he also saw his playmate Lin Jingyu lying on the side, unconscious.

"You, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a long time before asking.

Pu Zhi didn't answer, looked at him carefully, and asked: "Little donor, this wind and rain are heavy, why did you come to this remote place for a child?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and said: "I saw you still standing in the temple in the evening, and later I saw that it was going to rain, it was very tattered here, I thought it would be very cold, so I will send you something to eat." ”

The corners of Puzhi's mouth moved, and he said: "Good, good." All things are fate, fate is predestined, my Buddha is compassionate. ”

Zhang Xiaofanqi said: "What did you say?"

Pu Zhi smiled and said: "The old man is saying that the little donor is destined for me. In this case, the old man has a set of cultivation methods, is the little benefactor willing to learn it?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "What is the Famen?"

Pu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his thin palm, touched his little head, and said, "It's not a thing, it's just to teach you some ways to breathe and breathe." After you learn something, you have to promise me a few things, okay?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't seem to understand, but he still said: "You say it." ”

Pu Zhi said: "You will never tell others about this, even if it is a loved one, can you do it?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "I know, I won't say anything if I die." ”

Pu Zhi's heart was shocked, seeing that he was so young, his face was stoic, and the rain was like a knife, a sword and frost, wetting his little face, a little haggard.

Pu Zhi suddenly took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and no longer looked at him, but continued in his mouth: "In addition, you must practice this method once every rì, but you must not practice in front of people, and you can only do it in the dead of night. Finally, unless it is a matter of life and death, you must not perform this technique, otherwise there will be a great disaster. ”

Speaking of this, he reopened his eyes, stared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "Did you do it?"

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated, tilted his head, and scratched his head again, looking confused, but finally nodded heavily.

Pu Zhi smiled slightly, and without saying much, he began to pass on a set of formulas to him.

This set of formulas is not long, only about 1,000 words, but it is dry and difficult, Zhang Xiaofan tried his best, and it took him three hours to memorize them all.

Pu Zhi treated him with complete memorization, and this time he breathed a sigh of relief, looking extremely tired. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and couldn't help but have a loving sè in his eyes, and said: "Lao Gu has practiced all his life, and he has never moved the idea of accepting apprentices, and he never thought that when he was about to die, he had a master-apprentice relationship with you." You should know my name, too. He paused for a moment and said, "My legal name is Puzhi, and I am a monk of Tianyin Temple. Uh, kid, do you know about Tianyin Temple?"

Zhang Xiaofan thought about it and shook his head.

Pu Zhi smiled dumbly and said, "What a child." Then he remembered something, reached into his arms and groped for a dark purple bead, looked at it several times, handed it to Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "You put this bead away well, so that outsiders can't see it." After settling down, you find a deep valley cliff and throw it down, that is. Also, you must not speak of your name to outsiders. ”

Zhang Xiaofan took the beads and said, "Got it." ”

Pu Zhi touched his head and said, "You and I have such a fate, and I don't know if we will meet in the next life?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Pu Zhi, but saw that he had put away his smile, his face was solemn, and he nodded yes at the moment, and called: "Master." Then he fell to his knees and struck three heads heavily. As soon as he finished knocking, and before he could raise his head, he heard Pu Zhi laugh lowly, but there was a lot of sadness and determination in the laughter.

Zhang Xiaofan was about to look up at him, but suddenly felt that someone was slapped on the back, and his eyes went dark when he landed, and he didn't wake up again.

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