When the ascetic saw Mr. Le looking at the world, he unconsciously followed Mr. Le's line of sight. At this moment, a strange thing suddenly happened. In an instant, the ascetic monk found that his gaze was ignoring the huge space barrier, as well as all kinds of obstacles along the way, and instantly crossed the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and what he saw in his eyes was the Qinglong Temple in the world of Huaxu Kingdom. He even saw the ancient tree where he had meditated. Under the sun, the green leaves on the tree have clear veins, tender green and transparent, and with the turn of brilliance, the branches and leaves shine.

And at the moment when he saw this leaf, the ascetic suddenly felt a weakening of his spirit, and his feet went limp, and he almost fell to the ground on the spot. Seeing this scene, Mr. Le on the side supported the ascetic, and at the same time quickly stretched out his hand to block his eyes, covering his eyes, and shouted in his ear: "The spirit platform is self-shooting, and the spirit is still turning." ”

The ascetic's eyes were dark, and the divine thoughts that traveled thousands of miles were forcibly cut off, and he tried his best to collect the Lingtai Qingming, hold his mind, and no longer use his eyesight, and then run a body of Zhou Tian's divine energy, pranayama back to the yuan, and the feeling of disgust in his heart gradually disappeared. He continued to breathe again, and after a long time he was unharmed, and then Mr. Le let go of the hand covering his eyes.

The dervish opened his eyes, bowed to Mr. Le and said, "Thank you, Mr. for your help! The poor monk is ashamed, ashamed. ”

Mr. Le looked apologetic, bent down and said, "For a while, Meng Lang has affected the master." ”

It turned out that Mr. Le had just exerted his great magical powers, cut through all obstacles with his divine thoughts, and looked at where Lu Zheng came from. This supernatural power is based on the mind, and the stronger the mind, the stronger the supernatural power. At the beginning of Tianyantong's cultivation, he was able to see extremely far and very small in Dingzhong, which was of course not the same as Lu Zheng's kind of small magical power that created illusions with his mind.

After the Heavenly Divine Eye Power is gradually cultivated to the fullest, the mystical Xuantong is far more than that, just in terms of what you see, but everything you can think of can be seen at a glance, and you can reach the realm of "looking at the Three Realms without leaking dust and sand". Moreover, you can also see some beings of the six realms that ordinary people can't see. The highest realm of the Heavenly Divine Eye is said to be able to see through the cause and effect of the three lives and three lives, and to perceive the origin and extinction of all sentient beings, which is the inconceivable realm of Buddhism.

The ascetic monk has cultivated to a certain level, not only can he perceive the scene from a very long distance, but also be good at observing the appearance of sentient beings and distinguishing objects, such as he saw through the original body of the tiger demon in the Two Realms Mountain. Even so, with his current cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for him to see the scene of red dust in the world on the mountains of the two realms. Such a distance is beyond the reach of his mind, but at this time, he inadvertently took Mr. Le's divine thoughts as a guide, which can be said to be a ride on a sailing boat. In other words, it was not what he saw, but what he saw in Mr. Le's eyes!

It's just that he hasn't reached the realm yet, turning the originally impossible into a possibility, naturally extremely reluctantly, the mana is exhausted in an instant, and the Yuan Divine Qi in his body is naturally mobilized, so just a glance has already made his divine will exhausted, unable to stand safely. If Mr. Le hadn't covered his eyes in time and cut off the traction of his thoughts, he was afraid that after a few more breaths, the ascetic would have dissipated his spirit and died of oil.

This situation is like a three- or four-year-old child who carries a burden of hundreds of pounds, how can he not be crushed. This is the same reason as Lu Zheng's activating small magical powers and depleting vitality, but Lu Zheng's small magical powers are illusions created by his mind, and the ascetic is a real heavenly magic power. He has successfully cultivated the Vajra Divine Power, and his vitality has long been solid, and he has become the inner Yuan Divine Qi, which is the foundation of his magical power. Under normal circumstances, even if the supernatural mana is exhausted, it will never shake the inner yuan divine qi, you can imagine how dangerous the situation was just now, so Mr. Le bowed down and apologized.

The ascetic avoided the side, not daring to accept this great gift, and said with emotion: "One glance for a hundred years! The poor monk only saw a leaf at this glance, if he was really happy to see the red dust, I am afraid that before he could take a look, his body would have died of old age, and I am afraid that his consciousness of self will also collapse in the snap of his fingers." ”

Seeing that he was a little discouraged, Mr. Le persuaded him: "Once the realm arrives, the supernatural powers are naturally sufficient. The master should not be worried, but if he practices diligently, he will have his own results. ”

The ascetic smiled with relief, and then asked: "The words are still the head, that proverb has been bothering the poor monk for a long time, Foshan Daohai does not need to say much, but the so-called three religions, is it not outside the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism, there is another ?......" Speaking of this, the ascetic had a flash of inspiration in his heart, and exclaimed: "Ah......! Mr. Le, you told the poor monk that he is a descendant of the Holy Sect, could it be that the three sects are actually referring to the Buddhism, the Taoist Sect, and the Holy Sect?"

The dervishe's expression changed suddenly, but Mr. Le's face was calm and he smiled silently. Seeing that he didn't answer, the ascetic asked, "Could it be that the Holy Sect has really achieved the same level as the Buddha and the Taoist Ancestors, reaching the realm of all fates?" If this is the case, then why is the path of the Holy Sect not spread in the world?"

Mr. Le shook his head and replied, "This sect was not created by the Holy Sect, but was obtained from the human world, and the Holy Sect only sought to verify this way. ”

The ascetic monk was puzzled: "Obtained from the world?

Mr. Le smiled slightly, answered the question, and said: "Great monk, don't hide it, Sun Moon Lu has been waiting for that jade pendant for thousands of years!"

As soon as these words came out, the ascetic's face changed suddenly, remembering what Mr. Le had just said, and muttered those words a few times, and immediately blessed his heart, and said, "He is ......."

Mr. Le interrupted him with a wave of his hand. The ascetic suddenly realized, glanced back at the Sun Moon Lu, and said, "The poor monk understands!"

Mr. Le smiled on his face, folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha!"

The ascetic monk also folded his hands, his face was breezy, and he said with a smile: "Lu Zheng, this child, originally the poor monk originally intended to accept him as an apprentice, but he always insisted on avenging his companion Tang Xiaojiu. The poor monk was also distressed about this matter, and he didn't know whether to accept him or not. It's good now, the poor monk originally guessed that the jade pendant on his body came from an extraordinary background, so he didn't dare to make the decision easily, but he didn't expect that Lu Zheng's fate was here, and the poor monk was just a person who was attracted by fate. ”

Mr. Le nodded and arched his hand: "Great monk, the time has not yet come, please don't tell anyone about this matter." ”

There was a hint of doubt in the ascetic's eyes, but he still said: "The poor monk will keep his mouth shut, but since the demon tribulation, I don't know what kind of calamity will be ushered in in the world, and that fence ......"

Mr. Le smiled and said: "There are days in the dark! Why bother the great monk, it is that life is everywhere!"

The ascetic also smiled and said, "It's the poor monk who is too worried." ”

While the two were talking, Mr. Le suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around and glanced in one direction, and said with a smile: "I originally wanted the great monk to stay for a while, but it seems that it can't be done...... Great monk, someone is looking for you at the gate of the White Tiger Temple!"

Mr. Le's supernatural powers are unpredictable, and the ascetic knew that something was happening in the White Tiger Temple, and immediately said: "Thank you, Mr., for informing you...... Mr. Le, the poor monk said goodbye, so he didn't say goodbye to the child, and asked the poor monk to tell Lu Zheng on behalf of him, hoping that he would cherish everything. Amitabha. ”

With a Buddha name, the ascetic jumped up, the monk's robe flew, like a big bird, fluttering and falling towards the Two Realms Mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only a few verses came faintly from the void: "To know the suffering of all living beings is to know the suffering of all living beings; The vast red dust is gone, and I am fluttering. ”

Just after the words dissipated, the music was calm in the wind of independence, the tea on the desk was cold, and it seemed that in response to those few words, he also said: "Where is life not calm!" It's just that the words are a little less chic, but more emotional.

"The great monk is gone?" Someone behind him suddenly spoke, it was Li Yi with a serious face.

Le Zhongping took a deep breath and said, "It's finally here! ”

Li Yi said dissatisfiedly: "This monk, why did he leave after talking halfway? After drinking my tea, he didn't even have time to take a picture with me? What a faux pas!"

Le Zhongping smiled: "Feel free, maybe he thinks he is verbose, not to mention that what he wants to say and do has already been left." This time, Caolu owes the great monk a favor!"

Li Yi frowned and said, "Lu Zheng, is this kid really the son of the three sects in the prophecy?"

Le Zhongping said: "Didn't you also see that piece of the Six Dragons?"

Li Yi thought of the inexplicable "Great Virtuous Brother" in her heart, she was a little annoyed, and her brows furrowed even more and said, "I hope not!"

Le Zhongping heard his awkward tone and glanced back at him, but Li Yi turned his head. Le Zhongping couldn't help but laugh out loud, this laughter was very loud and hearty, and the Liuyun who alarmed the surroundings seemed to stop for a while, to see who was laughing like this.

On the mountains of the two realms, one black and one white, two figures stood in the wind for a long time.

When Lu Zheng was told that the dervishes had left, he was resting on the steps of the wooden bridge with Xin'er. The golden sun fell in the west on the horizon, and the two children were extremely tired from running. This sun and moon grass house is not very big from the top of the mountain of the two realms, but it is that flower garden, the two of them walked for a while, played for a while, chatted and played, and did not see the end for a long time, as if this sea of flowers was boundless.

Lu Zheng remembered what the ascetic said, wherever people go, the fence will follow, and it can't be bypassed. Is this the case with the fence, but is it also like this with the flower garden? This sun and moon grass house looks simple, but it is full of incredible.

He and Xin'er fluttered butterflies for a while, and then went to see all kinds of strange flowers, listened to Xin'er tell the names of various flowers, watered the flowers and pulled weeds, and after a while, he was tired and sweaty, but he felt that he had never been happy. The little sister in front of him made him have endless words to say, and now he is resting on this step, and he is still telling his little sister the interesting story of the Mingkong Grand Master of Qinglong Temple with great interest.

When Lu Zheng met Tang Xiaojiu and Mingkong for the first time, it was Tang Xiaojiu who took the two of them to Qinglong Temple to steal steamed buns for the first time, but he didn't expect to be seen by Mingkong, who was holding a bundle of firewood. The little monk was not in a hurry, and after shouting what are you doing, Gu himself went first and piled up the firewood.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaojiu knew that Yujian was a smart person, and immediately replied with a smile: "It's with you!"

Mingkong smiled and asked, "I'm a monk, you're a thief." How did they get together?"

Tang Xiaojiu's mind turned so fast that he immediately said: "You monks call everyone a donor; The donors have lost their money and become the owners, and the owners have provided for us to become donors, and they have spent money to support us anyway. ”

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