How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

The hearts of all the monks present were about to rise to their throats.

At this moment, the little boy disappeared.

Vanish out of thin air!

All the monks looked at each other in blank dismay, no one expected that such an event would happen at the end of the grand ceremony that had been prepared for a lot and had been peaceful.

At this time, the hall was uneasy and silent, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

I saw the lamp dangling, and then slowly stopped.

Along with those who fell back to their original positions, there were also the hearts of the monks present.

The ever-bright lantern is the most precious and important treasure of Ganku Temple.

This lamp hangs high above the incense table in front of the Tathagata Buddha all the year round. It seems that there is nothing on the lamp week, but it is actually blessed by the array of eminent monks of the past dynasties.

Since the Ganku Temple was built, there has never been a case of this lamp being damaged. It can be said that no one in the world can touch the lamp.

At this time, everyone looked at the ever-burning lamp with fixed eyes. The appearance pattern has not changed, and the lamp oil inside is still half full.

Can't help but come back.

However, the change was too sudden just now, the monks were still in panic, they exchanged glances silently, no one said anything.

Only then did Hui Deng of the Supervisory Academy rush to the front hall, and the eighteen arhats in the back hall ignored the temple affairs and only guarded the purple golden bowl today, and they could not leave the formation to take care of affairs.

At this moment when no one was in charge of the stall, all the monks present were caught off guard when this incident happened.

Middle-aged monks with slightly higher ranks have more senior qualifications and more experience in handling things.First, a white-clothed monk of the Twelve Precepts regained his strength, looked around, and listened to the flow of people in front of him passing through the front hall to this side. They couldn't help them find the young master, and only prayed that the young master was just greedy. It was only after playing that I made such a fuss, and now I'm not sure where I'm going.

He suppressed his shock and said in a low voice: "What are you doing in a daze, the pilgrims from the front hall are coming soon, so hurry up and clean up this place!"

A young monk timidly said: "But just now the ever-burning lamp flickered..."

At this time, I was most afraid that someone would stir up the tense string. The middle-aged monk turned dark and immediately scolded: "I didn't see the ever-burning lamp on it properly, where did it sway!"

He deliberately raised his voice, as if the louder he spoke, the more confident he would be.

Another little monk said: "And that young master disappeared out of thin air..."

"What kind of young master! Do you want the prison to punish us all? Hurry up and return to everyone!"

As soon as he brought up the prison to enforce the punishment, everyone came back to their senses.They looked at each other silently, reached a tacit understanding strangely, lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, and went to everyone.

Only the people at the scene know what happened just now.As long as the people at the scene don't say anything, the supervisor will come with everyone, and there will be no chance to know.

If there is nothing wrong, after the ceremony, there will be a lot of fuss, and the matter will probably be covered up; if something happens, the ceremony will be in a hurry, and no one can care about the previous affairs.

Huideng, the deacon of the Prison Court, tortured him harshly and calculated shrewdly on weekdays, which made all the monks afraid to the bone.However, leaving a strict name, but no reputation, Huideng's law enforcement is too strict, and he often beats and scolds, which has long since lost the hearts of the people.

All the monks got busy with their own thoughts, but above their heads, there was one person sitting on the beam, who had clearly seen each of them's thoughts.

Tong Shu used the Shanyin paper's invisible talisman to hide his body, so no one else could see him, but he could clearly see everyone fighting.

He clicked his tongue and shook his head.

If it was the Ganku Temple in the past, whenever something abnormal happened, monks of any level would immediately report it level by level. Don't blame each other, never seen such a group of concealment.

It can be seen that the Ganku Temple has been rotten to the bone.

He looked down at his palm.

Standing silently in the palm of the hand was an identical seven-color glazed ever-burning lamp in a lamp.

The ever-burning lamp on the lamp was made of Shanyin paper by him last night, and the real ever-burning lamp was stolen by him just now, and it is already in his hands.

Last night, with his authority on the fourth floor, Tong Shu looked up all the scriptures in the Shangxie Jingji Pavilion that mentioned the ever-burning lamp.Although his current authority is too low to find the most targeted introduction to the classics, this lamp is famous far and wide, and it has been mentioned in Buddhist scriptures of all dynasties.

Combining the scattered narratives, he roughly pieced together the secrets of the lamp and the lamp protection formation.

Relying on his close knowledge of Master Yi'an's heart method, he used Master Yi'an's heart method to deduce the powerful heart method of several generations of Ganku Temple. , actually found a solution.

When he tried it just now, he himself was sweating.

The junior monks are not good enough, and they only think that he succeeds in one fell swoop. In fact, he just tested the four directions of south, east, north and west, constantly studying and judging the formation method, and modifying the technique to obtain this lamp.

In fact, Tong Shu's ability to deduce scriptures like this is nothing compared to his mother Tong Xiansi.

Tong Xiansi has read through it since he was a child, and he has learned a lot from his extensive knowledge. He has memorized all the scriptures in the Shangxie Jingji Pavilion in his mind. Most of the mistakes or omissions of each scripture or the method of cracking can be found in a short time.

Tong Xiansi's knowledge and ability would be unbelievable for others to see, but Tong Xiansi is as ordinary as an examinee facing the examination papers - he has done it countless times since he was a child, practice makes perfect, and he learns by analogy.

As long as you have the knowledge of the number one scholar, nothing is difficult.

Tong Shu vaguely remembered that when he was very young, his mother changed his mind for Furong Mountain.

At that time, Lu Lan often came to Beilu Xiaoyuan, and often stayed overnight.

As long as he could remember, his mother seldom read the scriptures of Furong Mountain, so she couldn't even talk about helping Furong Mountain change her mind.

When he could remember things clearly, his mother seldom talked, and often stood in front of the garden gate looking at Shijing Lake and the distant mountains beyond Shijing Lake in a daze.

What changed with it was Lu Lan's attitude. Lu Lan came to Beilu Xiaoyuan less and less, and when she came, she was relatively silent with his mother.

In fact, he rarely saw Lu Lan and Tong Xiansi quarreling, even when the relationship between the two was the coldest, they just met each other and kept silent.

For some reason, Tong Shu often thinks of his mother and the small garden where he and his mother depend on each other for life.What troubled him even was that he often thought of Lu Lan.

When he recalled Lu Lan in the past, most of the scenes were father and son fighting each other and resenting each other. It was nothing more than Lu Lan punishing him again, and Lu Lan ignoring him again.

Recently, inexplicably, I can recall some scenes of a family of three getting along when I was younger.

Because the memory was too long, and he was too young to remember it clearly at the time. The scene he recalled was only a blurred picture, and even the appearance of the person was not clear. There were only about three silhouettes of people. This is the father, this is the mother, This small mass is itself.

This scene is actually very strange, the person has no facial features, just three groups of figures.

However, such a happy and harmonious family of three made him eat his marrow, and subconsciously repeated his memories.

He couldn't even confirm that it came from his own memory, and it seemed that he had sketched it himself based on what his mother often comforted him saying, "Father treats them well".

Because those scenes are so warm and unreal.

On this occasion, the three groups of figures came to mind again, which surprised Tong Shu. He thought that he hadn't slept well for two days and was prone to daydreaming.

He blinked, and his eyes became clear again.

The dawn completely penetrated the night, and the golden light illuminated the earth.

The neatly arranged fruits on the incense table in the center of the Daxiong Hall suddenly trembled automatically without wind, and the top one rolled down and hit the ground. All the monks looked back in response, all surprised.

However, it was too late to pick it up.

Outside the main hall, the current abbot of Ganku Temple, Master Yichi, has already led the distinguished guests up the bluestone steps slowly, and the monks on both sides lined the path to greet each other, very lively and grand.

The crowd had already reached the gate of the Daxiong Palace, and Master Yichi made a gesture of "invite first", inviting the first of the guests to go first.

But the chief refused to enter.

This idiot master has a red face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a big round belly, which looks like Maitreya Buddha.

The person who is humble with him is tall and tall, wearing a gold-rimmed blue brocade suit, white jade belt, sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, clear eyes, and modest and polite speech, which makes people feel very comfortable.It is the main guest of this grand ceremony, Fu Jin, the suzerain of Qing Lingfeng, the number one immortal sect in the cultivation world.

A group of people pretended to be humble, and it took a long time to sort out the order of superiority and inferiority. Under the strong invitation of Master Yi'an, Fu Jin led the way to the hall.

Seng Huideng, the former deacon of the Supervisory Academy, led the way.

He wanted to build a relationship, and from time to time his eyes slipped behind him to see Fu Jin who was not far away, and suddenly stepped on something, and the soles of his feet slipped.

Looking down, it was a piece of fragrant burnt skin, thinking which damn it, dare to offer it to eat!Gu Nian was so crowded at this time, he resisted the urge to curse, his face turned dark.

After walking two more steps, I stepped on something again, and looked down, it was the banana peel in the banana peel just now.They didn't eat it by stealing, so why trample these fruits.He twitched the corner of his mouth, trying not to attack.

After taking another two steps, I saw a peach and an apple rolled under the table.This time it was impossible to bear it any longer, so he yanked the nearest monk and said in a low voice from between his teeth: "Are you blind, you didn't see these many peels and fruits!"

The little monk looked at the few pieces of fruit peel and scattered fruits on the ground, his face turned pale with fright, and he explained in a low voice, trembling: "It didn't exist just now."

"Still talking back!" As he said that, he was about to twitch his head.

He struck fiercely, with this sweep, he had to make people peel off a layer of skin.

The little monk trembled with fear but did not dare to hide, so he closed his eyes.But did not wait to imagine the pain.

A small apricot flew from outside the sky and just hit Zhong Huideng's wrist. Huideng didn't guard against someone in the temple daring to fight with him. Long-eyed, come out!"

But there was a clear voice coming from a high place: "Monk Zhugan, why are you beating people indiscriminately? It's obvious that I picked out these fruits for you because they were not good in quality. Why didn't you thank me, instead you were angry and wanted to beat people ?”

Hui Deng looked up, and saw that on the red-painted beam above the incense table, the little boy who came late from Qingling Peak was dressed in green clothes, with a smile on his face, holding a fresh fruit in one hand, and was throwing it up and down. playing.

Hui Deng was about to scold him, but thinking that the other party was from Qing Lingfeng, he suppressed his words and looked at Fu Jin, seeing that there was no abnormality on Fu Jin's face, as if he had nothing to do with it.

He suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look for the gold-rimmed drunk hibiscus embroidery pattern on the young master's clothes, but it was gone.

He already knew the young master's way, not only did he not please Cheng Qinglingfeng, but also caused a commotion, he could only be dumb and couldn't tell if he was suffering from Coptis chinensis.

There were so many guests present, Hui Deng could only maintain his kind eyes and said: "Young master, this is not a place to play, come down quickly."

Tong Shu lazily propped up one knee, rested his chin in his palm, and said with a smile, "Monk Bamboo Pole is so fierce. I'm afraid and dare not go down."

Hui Deng forced his hypocritical face and said: "Buddhism is merciful, you come down and leave quickly, no one will embarrass you."

As he spoke, he winked, and the monk next to him with the scepter understood, and formed a circle around Tong Shu.

Tong Shu was frightened and said, "I just said that I don't want to embarrass me, but now I have someone beat me with a stick. Monks don't tell lies, they lie to me, and they bully me. They are so shameless in front of everyone." , but in private, I don’t know how to be inconsistent, are you so shameless in Ganku Temple now?”

His words were arrogant and grievous, and his voice was not loud, but he spread word by word to the outside of the hall through his spiritual power.

Now everyone heard it, and the crowd couldn't help but move slightly, looking around to see what happened.

Master Yichi, who came in head-on, suddenly encountered this change, his red face twitched almost imperceptibly, and cast a veiled look at Hui Deng.

Hui Deng understands.

Since this matter can no longer be concealed, it is better to find an excuse to take care of this young master in front of everyone, he said sternly: "Young master's action is really disrespectful to the Buddha, because the young master is young, we Ganku Temple will not pursue it." What you did and said today, please come down quickly. If you don’t come down again, we will ask the precept monk to invite you.”

Tong Shu said loudly: "As far as I know, there has never been a single punishment for pilgrims when Ganku Temple opened its gates to ferry people from all over the world. Why do you people outside of Fang take care of affairs outside of Fang, why should you take care of me? I'm here Seeing that the Buddha is right and proper, even the emperor can’t control me, why do you control me? Besides, how can I be disrespectful?! I’m afraid that the heart of reverence for the Buddha in my heart is better than yours. If you take bad fruits as offerings, I will be careful I picked out the ugly ones for you one by one. You don’t want to thank me, but you are still attacking me?! The evil monk is really powerful. He wants to judge my mind with one sentence? You are not a roundworm in my stomach ,what do you know!"

Huideng saw that this young man was arrogant and beautiful, he thought this young man was just a straw bag raised by rich clothes and rich food, but he didn't expect to be so eloquent, he wanted to accuse him of a crime so that he could attack him Get beaten up.

He was so choked that he was furious, and he wished he could tear the little boy's mouth right away.He shouted sharply: "Where did the ignorant child come from, how dare to disturb the purity of Buddhism on this big day! Come down quickly!"

With Hui Deng's drink, an invisible coercion was released. If it was a mortal boy, he would definitely be crushed to the ground, but the little boy shouted again: "Ah! The evil monk is bullying people! He didn't say anything!" Hit me without ringing! Ah, you Ganku Temple are really shameless!"

Hearing this, Huideng saw that all the people present were looking at him with meaning, his face was on fire for a moment, his face was like purple liver with anger, and his eyes almost burst into flames: "You come to my temple, naturally You must abide by the rules of my temple. I thought you were an ignorant young man, but now I see you talking nonsense, throwing fruit offerings, insulting the Buddha, provoking Buddhism, and disturbing the purity. You are a person with deep roots of evil. I will be merciful today , cross you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the monks around him received orders to come from all directions to take Tong Shu.

There are all the great immortal sects present, and they all have their own thoughts when they see this change.

Some watch the excitement and are not afraid of big troubles, while some watch the incident with a cold eye and have nothing to do with it.

There were thousands of people in the audience, but no one said a word, and the venue of Nuo Da's grand ceremony was extremely quiet.

Seeing this situation, the young master didn't take it seriously, and said without showing any weakness: "How dare you say that you are merciful if you want to hit me? It's ridiculous, shameful, and hateful!"

After he finished speaking, he raised the fruit with a smile, lowered his eyes to take a closer look, and then found out that there was something wrong with the fruit, so he threw it away in disgust.If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would really look like a young man who doesn't know suffering.

However, the danger was approaching the young master, the precept monks had surrounded him, and the battle was set up, very majestic.

Master Yichi, who had been silent for a long time, slowly opened his mouth and said: "Little benefactor, Buddhism's duty is to be merciful. I think you are young and ignorant today, and it is not too late to retreat now. I will take it as my duty to save people, and I will give you A chance to turn around."

Tong Shu glanced at Master Yichi coldly.

This Yi Chi is of the same generation, and is a fellow apprentice of Master Yi An.

When Tong Shu was young, he often saw this person by the side of Master Yi'an.This always kind-hearted, good-natured man, in charge of the temple's administrative affairs, has won a good reputation from all over the world, but he has never replaced the oil lamps in Master Yi'an's meditation room with unbreakable wicks, and he does not know how to replace the oil lamps in Master Yi'an's temple. Some warmer bedding.He once asked, at that time, this person only said that the master took the lead in penance practice, and as a junior and subordinate, he should not interfere with the transcendence.

All these trivial matters made Tong Shu quite critical of this man.

At this time, Tong Shu saw that Master Yichi was wearing pure white monk's robes, and around Yichi, more than a dozen eminent monks with monk duties were also wearing pure white monk's robes.

I came here in half a day, and the Eighteen Arhats, ordinary monks, and monks who work and practice are all wearing plain gray monk uniforms.

Hmph, I really don't want any face.

Those who are in charge are all clean clothes, and those who do things are all plain clothes.

A high-ranking person takes the lead to enjoy, but makes the low-ranking ones practice hard. Just like this, he dares to claim that it is his duty to save people!

What face is there to be the abbot of a temple?

Tong Shu snorted coldly and said, "Everything you talk about is merciful, it's all fake merciful for others to see, and they say they want to let me go, but they condemn me with empty teeth. Bad too."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the eminent monks in clean clothes, and said loudly: "Each of you eminent monks is rich in food and clothing, and is no worse than rich and noble families. Ganku Temple is famous for hard work. How can you be like this? What do monks in Ganku Temple look like? They say one thing and do another, they are duplicity, their thoughts are filthy, how can there be half a Buddha in their hearts? Still want to cross people? How to cross? Do you only get money to cross?"

His scolding had a clear meaning, and he scolded all the eminent monks in the clean clothes department present, and all the eminent monks' expressions changed completely, and they all stared at him unkindly.

"Why, if you dare to do it, why don't you let me talk about it?"

Before Tong Shu finished speaking, there were more monks around, all tensed up and ready to strike, Tong Shu laughed and said: "Why, the sky is bright and broad, the evil monks really want to beat me ? Today’s Ganku Temple is really powerful, bullying the few with the more, the Buddha’s teachings are boundless.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his thoughts suddenly moved, his eyes flashed, and he pinched his fingers where no one could see.

A rune of light dissipated into the void.

And just when the Ganku Temple was on the verge of a sword attack, outside a guest room of the Central Inn on Shanxia Xiangshi Street, Xiao Er had come to push the door several times, but was once again blocked by an invisible wave and retreated.

With a sullen look on his face and a fierce look in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a gong from behind. He was holding a hammer in one hand and was about to drop it.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of restraint surged towards him, pushing him several feet away and falling to the ground.

A yellow paper goose came out from the crack of the door and rushed straight into Xiao Er's mouth. Xiao Er hit the ground on his back, opened and closed his black lips, and the yellow paper goose swallowed down his throat and into his stomach.

He suddenly pinched his neck with his hands, his face twisted in pain, he struggled and screamed strangely, his face turned blue and purple, his five fingers pinched tighter and tighter, and he was about to strangle himself to death.

Suddenly, a sweet smell gushed out of his throat, he gulped, spit out a mouthful of yellow and black blood, and suddenly regained consciousness.

He sat on the ground in a daze, and suddenly felt very tired, as if he hadn't slept all night, racking his brains, he couldn't remember what he did last night.

I just remember that many strange people stormed the door of this room last night.And whether he was in this sea of ​​people at that time, he had no impression at all.

He sat blankly for a while, and finally regained strength in his limbs, patted his buttocks and sat up, suddenly refreshed.

And in the guest room that Xiao Er had attacked just now, powerful restraints and formations pressed down heavily on the air in the room, tightly sealing the doors, windows and walls, isolating all sounds from the outside.

Very quiet.

It was so quiet that one could hear every breath of the person on the bed.

All I could hear was the man's breathing rate changing from almost inaudible to slightly snorting little by little.

The person on the bed didn't move all night, and slept very deeply.

Since he borrowed Yu Suhun, his face has been pale from time to time, but under the morning light, it began to show traces of blood, and gradually became rosy that a living person should have.

Jing Jue's backtracking has entered the final stage of awakening.

The fairy spirit of Dao enlightenment shone from his forehead, and then spread to the five sense organs and flowed to the whole body very slowly.

From the moment of enlightenment, one has achieved personal self-liberation.After this state, everyone has their own direction of cultivation, and the roads lead to the beginning of the beginning.

When the fairy light came to his heart, the rusty iron sword lying quietly on the side shook slightly.There is silver light surrounding the sword, and a little silver light flashes from the top of the hilt.

This is the sign of the sword spirit awakening.

Jing Jue entered the Dao with the sword, and at this time the activation of the Dao Enlightenment Realm led to the activation of the Sword Cultivation Wufeng Realm.

Dao Enlightenment Realm and Wufeng Realm opened the door to him at the same time, only waiting for the moment when he kept his mind and returned to his original soul.

The author has something to say:

The old attack is the king bomb.

As mentioned in the previous article, Jing Jue must rest and recuperate his primordial spirit in the backtracking, otherwise the success will fall short. Please be patient and wait for the return of the fifth brother king.

Comments with more than 15 characters within two days will still send red envelopes.I write so thick and long, don't you want to comment?

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