Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

When Yin Su opened his eyes, he saw two sharp ears trembling slightly. His fingers moved, and before covering them, he asked, "Are you... don't want to return the spirit stone?"

He kindly came over to let someone touch his ears, but he was misunderstood. The fur on Wen Song's ears suddenly exploded, and he said angrily, "Am I just a person who uses my ears to take advantage in Su Su's heart?"

Thinking of Ling Zhi who was taken away by Wen Song, Yin Su didn't speak, obviously acquiescing.

Seeing his attitude, Wen Song felt even angrier, "I obviously wanted you to touch your ears because I saw you were too tired."

Seeing that he had no intention of not returning the spirit stone, Yin Su smiled, "Sit down, let me touch it."

"No," Wen Song pursed his lips, changed his ears back, and ran away with a rattling sound.

Yin Su looked at the person and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and felt a little regretful that he didn't smooth his hair.

One of the two studied formations, the other made alchemy, and the two months passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day before the day of Nirvana.

Yinsu led the people out of the rented cave and arrived near the Jingyin Temple. The aura of the two was concealed by the magic weapon, and they almost merged with the dark night.

After sneaking into the Buddhist temple, Yinsu went directly to the meditation room of the novice monks. The reason why he picked these novice monks was that they had the lowest level of cultivation, but they also had the qualifications to enter the pagoda.

Yinsu lit a requiem incense in the outermost room. This incense is made of thousand-year-old sacred wood. It is colorless, odorless, and has the effect of requiem. It is beneficial and harmless to monks, but it will make people fall asleep.

After knocking out the two young novice monks, Yin Su quickly pasted a hidden talisman on them, then entered the house, revealed his figure, and changed his face into that of the monk.

Wen Song was stunned when he saw Yin Su's flowing movements. He never thought that people who are usually careless and careless can do this kind of thing so proficiently.

After Yin Su changed into the monk's clothes, he beckoned to Wen Song, and said via voice transmission: "Come here, and change into another monk's clothes."

Wen Song looked at the little monk lying on the bed, and said, "Susu, they..."

"It's okay, just sleep for two days."

Wen Song heaved a sigh of relief, he changed his clothes, took a Yirong Pill, and greeted the second day of light with a feeling of apprehension.

There was no morning class on this day, and all the monks and young novice monks went to the Hongzheng Hall to wait.

The person presiding over Zemu was Abbot Huiyin. He came from outside the hall wearing a golden red cassock, with a solemn and solemn expression, which made people completely ignore his handsome face. "Welcome to the Buddha statue."

"Yes, Abbot."

After placing the Buddha statue on the Buddha seat and showering it with perfume, Huiyin led a group of monks to praise the Buddha.

The pure Buddhist music came to his ears, and a burst of compassion and joy came from the bottom of Wen Song's heart. He was immersed in the leisurely and clear Sanskrit sounds, and he didn't know where he was.

After chanting Buddha, all the monks got up from the hall, went outside the pagoda, and received Ze Mu one by one.

Because the novice monk has not received the full precepts, he is not considered a formal monk, and he is at the end of the monks in the order of entering the stupa.

When it was Wen Song's turn to enter the pagoda, it was already the right time, and the ocher sunset glow rolled in the sky, rolling out pieces of fish and dragons, as if congratulating the day of Nirvana.

Wen Song followed the other monks and entered the pagoda. Abbot Hongshi's relic was on the highest floor, and the group kept going up the floating ladder.

"When you get to the next floor, stick the breath-holding talisman and retreat into the tower."

Wen Song nodded slightly after hearing Yin Su's voice transmission.

The two were standing in the last position, and no one noticed when they disappeared.

After turning into the inside, you can see seven radiant relics placed in seven directions of the pagoda, with formations engraved in the middle, and the formations engraved on the dome are reflected up and down, forming a complex and incomprehensible complex. In the Fuhui formation, seven relics are used as the support of the formation, and they are completely connected together. No matter which one is missing, the Fuhui formation will be activated.

Wipe away the filth—to wipe away the filth is to kill the formation.

The seven relics are everywhere at the door of birth and everywhere at the door of death, so there is no way to intervene.

Yin Su stood there without moving for a long time. He looked at the formation in front of him, and finally said after a while, "I can't solve this formation."

Based on his current comprehension of the formation, he still can't solve the formation of life and death. If he wants to take the relic, he can only enter the formation.

Wen Song stood side by side with him, hesitatingly said: "Then why don't we steal it?"

Yin Su shook his head, "The Pagoda will only open once a year, we don't have that much time to wait."

He turned his eyes to Wen Song and said, "When those monks come down from the pagoda, you follow."

Wen Song said: "What about Susu?"

"I want to enter the battle and take the relic."

"Then I won't go out either," Wen Song frowned and said, "I will go into battle with Su Su."

Yin Su said: "The gate of life is the gate of death. Do you know what it means?"

Wen Song held Yin Su's wrist without hesitation, "Didn't Su Su also say that he wanted me to go in with you?"

"Well," Yin Su smiled a little from the corner of his eyes, and he led Wen Song to the west side of the relic, "You take this one."

"it is good."

Yin Su walked to the side and held the colorful Buddhist relic.

At the moment when the two of them removed the relic, the Fuhui array was activated, and a golden light jumped out from the pagoda.

Abbot Huiyin stood outside the pagoda, looking at the brilliant golden light, the compassion in his eyes receded, "Jueming, Jueqing, follow me into the pagoda."

"Yes, Abbot."

After going up to the tenth level, what Huiyin saw was two young novice monks, "Jueming, go to the meditation room to see if Shanyi and Shanyin are still there?"

"Yes, Abbot."

Two quarters of an hour later, Jueming came over to report, "Shanyi and Shanyin are still there, but they passed out with the incense of requiem on their bodies."

Huiyin twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, lowered her eyebrows and thought quietly, "These two trespassed on the pagoda to steal the relics, and they should be punished severely. Get out of the filthy formation, detain the relics, and lock them into the bell-ringing tower."

This matter is the fault of Yin Su and Wen Song both emotionally and rationally. Even if he killed the two of them directly here, it would not be considered a crime in vain. The reason why he left a way out for the two is also because the two The kindness of one thought left behind the lives of good one and good cause.

At this time, the two people in the formation did not know that their lives were spared.

The filth is the three poisons of human beings, greed, hatred, and ignorance. In this formation, they will be magnified countless times. die.

It can be said that as long as he is a normal person, it is impossible to get out of it, but Yin Su's emotions are indifferent, and this formation coincides with his life-and-death sword intent, from life to death, from death to life, so when he escapes from the formation, It's not that difficult.

But Wen Song is different. He is a person with strong emotions. He is greedy for warmth, hates hatred, and is obsessed with himself. When he falls into one situation after another, he can't escape after experiencing it. , The catastrophe was short and long, and he was entangled in one saha state after another, unable to escape.

Yin Su looked at the people in the formation whose aura was weakening, and said, "You really hit the mark. If you come in, you will be a hindrance. It's better to really wait outside the Buddhist temple."

Anyway, there is no danger.

If he was alone, with one sword and one sword, he would have no fear of life and death, but Wen Song couldn't, he joined the battle because of himself, and he couldn't lose his life because of it.

The two monks waiting outside the formation saw the man coming out, and immediately wanted to catch him.

Yinsu covered the relic with spiritual power, and the relic would turn into powder with just one breath, "I want to see Abbot Huiyin."

Seeing his actions like this, the two of them suddenly felt scruples in their hearts. The relic is the remains of a great virtue. No matter how much merit is condensed in it, it is transformed from bones. "This Tanyue, the abbot, please hand over the relic. .”

Yin Su's brows and eyes were cold, and his gaze towards the two of them was as cold as cold stars, "Didn't you understand what I said?"

"Go and invite Abbot Huiyin here, or I will destroy this relic."

There are twelve floors in the pagoda, and the highest floor enshrines the relic of Abbot Hongshi. Here is the tenth floor. Even if the relic in his hand is not as precious as that of Abbot Hongshi, it is not much worse.

The realm of the two monks are both in the realm of transforming infants. It would be easy to capture Yinsu alone, but they had to worry about the Buddha's relic in his hand, "Tan Yue wait here for a while, and the little monk will go to report now." Abbot Ming."

"Ah."

Huiyin came very quickly, and he arrived at the Futu Pagoda in less than half an hour. He was wearing a golden-red cassock, and his glazed eyes reflected Yinsu who was also wearing a monk's robe, "Yin Tanyue."

Yin Su saluted him, "Abbot."

Huiyin didn't mention the matter of returning the relic, "Why did Tanyue invite me here?"

Yin Su lowered his eyebrows, "Your junior also ask the abbot to remove the Fuhui formation, and the relics will return the originals at that time."

Huiyin walked towards Yinsu step by step, not afraid of him destroying the relic, "Does Yintanyue regard Jingyin Temple as a place where you can come and go freely?"

Yin Su lowered his posture, "It's my fault for stealing the relics, and I'm willing to let the abbot handle it."

Huiyin stopped three feet away from Yinsu. He looked at Wen Song in the formation. There was neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes. Who will replace you."

Yin Su tightened his grip on the relic, "Is it insignificant if the relic is destroyed?"

Huiyin shook her head, "Tan Yue is wrong, all appearances are false."

"It's very good that Tan Yue is willing to return it. If he doesn't want to return it, the old monk will not force it, and Master Fajing will not be obsessed with the appearance of things behind him."

Yin Su understood what he meant, and he would not withdraw the formation no matter what.

He held the relic, feeling regret for the first time in his heart, he thought: When Wen Song proposed to wait for him outside, just agree.

While they were talking, the Bright Heart Mirror in Wen Song's Sea of ​​Consciousness was about to die of anxiety. It was still waiting for its master/person to be promoted after he inherited the bloodline and the luck gifted by the heavens!

If Wen Song's polar ice fox blood hadn't been stimulated, it might have been left alone, and the worst would be to change another master/person, but now that Wen Song's blood had been stimulated, how could it give up willingly.

After thinking about it before and after, Ming Xinjing still divided up a small part of her own origin and put it into Wen Song's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although a mirror does not have such a thing as a heart, after the separation of the original source, Ming Xin Jing still really felt what it feels like to be distressed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-1123:20:35~2020-01-1222:13:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I can bend one;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Yeye is really expensive, I withered 13 bottles; Xuehu, Senluo 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!