The relics have automatically reached the highest peak, the relics left by Zhushan are pure Buddha's breath, the black smoke is restrained, compressed, and gradually formed a thing that is not much like the relics, this thing is also a relic, but it belongs to the heavenly demon relics, the color is bone white, and it falls down under the suppression of the Buddha's light.

Mo Xian didn't wait for it to fall, and together with his thoughts, he sent this relic into the Qiankun bag, and the Buddha relic was also sent into the bag, but Zhang Beijia collapsed.

During this period, Zhang Beijia only felt as if he was divided into two people, one was extremely evil, the other was extremely good, evil thoughts and good thoughts were entangled, with the formation of the Heavenly Demon Relic, he felt a kind of extreme fatigue, physical fatigue, but his heart was full of joy.

"Good! The donor's move has great merit, and the previous invitation to the Buddha to perish, is also for the sake of this moment, the non-relics are not enough to restrain the heavenly demons, and the good is great. Guo Ran said.

"You know I'm not here to save people, say goodbye!" Mo Xian said.

"Donor, please slow down, you have been wronged because of a red, it is better to catch a red!"

"Old monk, I used to have this point of view, but now that I have changed, why don't I go according to someone else's arrangement. Mo Xian sneered and looked at Guo Ran.

"Since you don't want to do it, the old monk has to make it difficult!" Guo Ran laughed, as if Mo Xian didn't sneer at him.

Guo Ran made a gesture and said: "What should come comes, what should go goes, the cause and effect of the whole world, everyone is hiding in it, and they are all hiding in the net!"

With a passage that seems to be a poem, a poem is not a poem, everyone finds that a person has walked out, as if he can't see anyone else.

A red secretly ran over with the crowd, a chill ran in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't come to see the excitement, the other party obviously saw that he was coming, and he was going to leave quickly.

Walking to a street corner, he suddenly met a monk walking towards him, smiled at him, he didn't pay attention, and continued to walk forward, he didn't know, in the eyes of others, he turned back, he didn't know, what he saw in his eyes was different from others.

He walked numbly, and unconsciously, walked back to the yamen, at this time, Guo Ran read something that seemed to be a non-obscurity, and a wave escaped from him, Mo Xian said: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

Everyone was surprised when they saw a stranger coming up to the hall, and Guo Ran said: "A red, can you surrender yourself, or know the dignity of Wang Fa." ”

Everyone was stunned, because this person was completely different from the person who caught the Shadow Sea, and during the period of surprise, a red flower was also stunned, sobered up, and then saw that he was above the court, he forgot for a moment that he had changed his face, and knew that he was exposed, and then roared, shook out a soft sword from his waist, and said to Guo Ran: "You monk, looking for death!"

With a flick of his wrist, the sword buzzed, and a sword flower exploded, flying towards Guo Ran.

Guo Ran smiled, and Zhou Zhengyang next to him also shouted, the golden knife was raised, the nine rings collided, the jingle sounded, a red flower only felt a slight dizziness, and it seemed that a hundred phases were born in front of him, knowing that it was not good, he bit the tip of his tongue hard, and in his mouth, a salty smell filled his mouth, and the person immediately sobered up.

Zhou Zhengyang's sword has arrived, the momentum is strong, and in a hurry, the soft sword turns, and the sword flower covers Zhou Zhengyang, which is completely a way of playing with the same end, and he has lost the opportunity.

Zhou Zhengyang's body shrank, and a sword wiped away from him by a millimeter, but the knife in Zhou Zhengyang's hand turned, and the back of the knife turned into a blade, which was slashing at him, fortunately it was the back of the knife, but this move completely split his strength, and the soft sword was thrown out at once, and the person fell to the ground.

Zhou Zhengyang's golden knife pointed at him: "He has a human skin mask on his face, and he is disguised." ”

A few officials came up, tore off the human skin mask on his face, and a pale and handsome face was revealed, and the officials looked at the picture and said happily: "It's a red, he's a thief!"

Mo Xian looked at it, and he had a seven-point resemblance to him. The official was even more ruthless, and directly pierced his pipa bone with an iron chain, and the people outside talked loudly, it turned out that this was a big thief with a red flower, and the person looked a little similar to this strong man.

Mo Xian glanced at Taishou with a sneer: "It's clear now, old monk, you appeared earlier, it's not that there was no misunderstanding." ”

"Master Mo, you can't become a Buddha if you don't grind, you are a person with great blessings, it's a pity that you don't take refuge in my Buddha. Guo Ran said.

"Stop! Don't say anything like the deep edge of evil, my path has been decided, although the stones of other mountains can attack jade, I hold the avenue, what can move my heart?" Mo Xian said.

"Master Mo, you seek the Great Dao, and my Buddha also pursues the Great Dao, the two are not contradictory, or even the same thing, why not have the view of the portal?"

"I don't have a portal view in my heart, but you, I have a portal view in my heart, you take Buddhism as the truth, but you forget that the Great Dao is not fully described by any sect, I am just a seeker. Mo Xian laughed and walked away.

The people in the hall were deeply afraid of him, and when they saw him coming, they unconsciously got out of the way, and Mo Xian chanted: "

I am in the same dust, and I do not want to be prominent;

However, the Buddha is urging, and the heart is in the dust. ”

Mo Xian chanted all the way, his own heart is still insufficient, although there are external factors, but he is still in himself at all, Buddhism wants to temper himself, he wants to be with the light, but he can't.

This reminded him of an incident in the "Chongxu Zhenjing", Liezi went to visit the teacher, and on the way there, others treated him with unusual respect, because he made people see his elegant temperament at a glance, and he couldn't help but be disrespectful. The teacher said that he didn't know how to be with the light, and after practicing, when he came back, the peddlers and pawns on the road were all vying with him for a seat, and he really disappeared among the crowd, and he achieved the same dust with the light.

Mo Xian reflects on what he has done, and constantly polishes a Dao heart, although this has nothing to do with spells, but only when the Dao heart is clear, all things can be observed by the Dao heart, so that all things appear in the heart, and do not fall into the heart, such as the cold pool reflecting the geese, the geese come to the shadow, and the geese go to the shadow sky.

Guo Ran sighed, he heard the chanting, his hands were closed, the rosary was in his hand, and he pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" ”

"Amitabha, this is not my credit, it's everyone's credit. Guo Ran said.

"What the Zen master said is that among them, the old hero of Zhou has made great contributions, and everyone present, I will definitely ask the emperor for merit for you. Taishou said.

Everyone immediately expressed their gratitude to Taishou, only a red flower paralyzed on the ground, his eyes looked at Guo Ran, full of hatred: "Old bald donkey, I haven't messed with you with a single red, I don't even care about that person, you are nosy, you can't die well!"

"A red donor, you are just a cause, a tool used to test people!" (To be continued.) )