phoenix twin knot

The so-called meditation is just to let his mind go, not to be governed by the practice of Buddhism, to let the desires in his heart develop, and to let him see clearly his desires and anger.In the final analysis, it was just an illusion he created for himself.

Mo Heng closed his eyes, the illusion had just come true.

There was a blank gray in front of him.Then on the gray and white background, a wisp of green suddenly bloomed, and the green spread quickly like ink dripping into the water.

It is the inner mountain of Phoenix.

Mo Heng was slightly taken aback by the sound of water gurgling in his ears.His state of mind, for thousands of years, has always been empty and gray, because for thousands of years, he has never had any worries or chaotic thoughts, and his state of mind is like a calm lake.But now, his state of mind is not as calm as usual.

The source of the gurgling water is the hot spring in the inner mountain of Fenghuang.There is a light mist gathered in the middle, and the fog is pushed forward, and there is a person sitting on the stone by the hot spring pool.

He was wearing a white coat, and his long hair was spread along his back to the green grass behind him, and there were strands of water vapor around his hair.

Mo Heng looked at the back, but his heart didn't fluctuate.This is Shu Jiu, he knows.

Shu Jiu turned around and smiled, "Fozong?"

"Huh?" Mo Heng answered him unconsciously.Immediately realized that this was his illusion, what he saw was illusion, once he responded, he was afraid that he would be addicted to it, so he quickly stopped talking.He just quietly looked at Shu Jiu on the spot.

What Shu Jiu looked at was not him, but also him.Answering with him, there was a voice exactly like his.The person who responded passed him by, squatted down by the hot spring pool, "Well, what's wrong?"

It was him who was squatting by the hot spring pool.Although it was made by his illusion, it was indeed himself.

He is "Mo Heng", that person, too.

He saw Shu Jiu supporting Mo Heng's arms to stand up, stepping on the grass with his bare feet.Mo Heng found clogs from nowhere and put them on for Shu Jiu.Shu Jiu stepped on clogs and walked away hand in hand with Mo Heng.The one black and one white figure was quickly engulfed by the fog that was neither thick nor light.

He stood on the spot, echoed carefully for a moment, Shu Jiu took his sleeve, at most, he just held his sleeve.Did he actually want to join hands with him in his heart?

Mo Heng hesitated for a moment, then cleared the fog and followed the figure.In the ear, listening to the two people chattering.

Shu Jiu has a calm personality and always speaks with a smile, "Buddha Sect, will you accompany me to the mortal world? Now that my soul is complete, I am not afraid of the turbulent atmosphere in the mortal world. How about Buddhist Sect accompany me?" "

It really was just an illusion, Shu Jiu never asked him to accompany him, he even rarely asked for anything, and rarely had anything he wanted.As far as what he wants, I'm afraid it's only the wind chime he wanted 300 years ago.In this illusion, Shu Jiu's soul is complete, but he is still beside him. So he still holds such hope in his heart?Looking forward to Shu Jiu, even if he is not bound by the phoenix soul, he is still willing to be by his side.

He heard himself say, "Okay."

He traveled with Shu Jiu and Mo Heng in the mortal world, and what he saw during his travels was what he experienced during the calamity.Now the mortal world may have already changed its appearance, but he has never seen it before, and naturally he cannot create an illusion.

Seeing the dimples on Shu Jiu's face, he called Buddha Sect softly with a smile.Looking at himself again, he agreed tirelessly.

The various colors in front of my eyes gradually faded away, leaving only a piece of gray and white, and finally, even the gray and white were completely gone.

Mo Heng opened his eyes, and slowly exhaled a foul breath.

It turned out that his affection, his desire, his greed, his hatred, his resentment, and his anger all only stumbling over one person.

Mo Heng could see clearly, but in his heart, he was very peaceful.

As if, as it should be.What's more, he didn't know how to stop the ups and downs caused by that person.

After leaving the Book Pavilion, there was a breeze, the sky was slightly cloudy, and it might rain at night.The sycamore tree grows taller than the flower tree, and it can be seen outside the book pavilion.On the top of the sycamore tree, the little colorful phoenix is ​​standing proudly, combing its feathers with its pointed beak.

Standing on the top of the phoenix tree, Mo Jing saw Mo Heng come out of the book pavilion, flapped his wings a few times, and plunged into Shu Jiu's arms, "Mother, dad came out of the book pavilion."

It has been half a year for Mo Heng to retreat and meditate. He is in the illusion and does not know how time passes, but Shu Jiu and Feng Zi are counting the days.

Mo Heng saw Shu Jiu hugging Mo Jing coming to meet him from a distance, and unconsciously smiled to meet him.

"Buddhist sect?" Shu Jiu stood still in front of Mo Heng, but suddenly realized that he had nothing to say when he came up to him, but when he heard Mo Jing say that the Buddhist sect had left the book pavilion, he unconsciously wanted to greet him happily.Moreover, walking too fast, some panting.

Mo Heng could tell that Shu Jiu was indeed happy, and he was also a little happy unconsciously. Looking back on what he saw during meditation, he felt a little complicated for a while.He picked Mo Jing from Shu Jiu's arms and asked, "How long have I been in retreat?"

Mo Jing said: "Half a year."

Mo Heng was taken aback, has it been so long?Usually, he would not spend too long in the illusion, and even if he was restless, he would never spend such a long time... So, is he still fascinated by the illusion?He couldn't help subconsciously looking at Shu Jiu who had fascinated him for half a year in the illusion.Shu Jiuzheng smiled with crooked eyebrows, a pair of dimples on his cheeks, not deep but moist.

Mo Heng suppressed the unexplainable feelings in his heart, and said, "For the past six months, please worry about it."

Shu Jiudao: "Mo Jing has always been sensible and didn't bother. A month ago, Xuanwu Shenjun came once and said that it was the Buddhist sect who made Cha's matter clear. It's just that the Buddhist sect is in retreat, and he handed me something. Said to be enlightened by the Buddha sect."

Shu Jiu talked about Mo Zhen, and Mo Jing couldn't help but join in the fun, hugging Mo Heng's neck, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder, "Mo Zhen said that he was going to plant peach blossoms in the mortal world, and he said he would wait for the flowers to bloom. Will invite us to see flowers later. Daddy, shall we go together?"

Mo Heng carried Mo Jing to the bedroom, "Take time to go. Besides, the flowers are only planted, and they won't bloom within three to five years."

After walking forward for a few steps, he suddenly felt that the tip of his hair was being pulled by a very light force. Turning around, he saw that Shu Jiu was gently holding the tip of his hair.

Shu Jiu gently held the few gray hair ends, and raised his eyes in panic, "Buddha?" He handed over the hair ends to show him.How could the Buddhist sect appear old outside of reincarnation?

Mo Heng said: "It doesn't matter, the time of nirvana is approaching, I will show my old self. You don't have to worry."

Only then did Shu Jiu feel relieved, and loosened the hair on his fingertips.

What Mo Zhen gave Mo Heng was a small box the size of a palm and a letter.The whole body of the box is jet black, it should be carved from black jade.Mo Heng fiddled with it for a while, and then released a little energy to probe, and the surging devilish energy instantly followed the trace of energy to explore his fingertips.

The demonic energy was so fierce that Mo Heng quickly withdrew his energy.Opening the letter again, the letter said that the demonic energy was the demonic ancestor's demonic energy, and the demonic ancestor was the first monster conceived from the only trace of demonic energy left in the world after the collapse of heaven.The Demon Ancestor knew nothing about the monsters in the Phoenix Inner Mountain, and it was expected that the birth of the suppressed monsters under the Phoenix Inner Mountain was no different than that of the Demon Ancestor.

After reading the letter, Mo Heng crushed the letter paper into fine powder with his fingertips, and there was a slight wrinkle between his brows.

After the collapse of the Dao of Heaven, there is only the source of demon energy in the world, which should be the resentment and death energy of the gods when they died.The trace of demonic energy detected just now is very similar to the demonic energy of the monster in the back mountain, so it should be the source.

The monsters in the back mountain are probably also the result of the resentment after the death of the gods.

This monster is the source, even if it is Nirvana, it will never forget...

He seemed to have remembered something, but when he looked for it carefully, there was no trace of it.Like a fish swam past him only to catch the ripples it left.

"Fozong?" Seeing that Fozong was staring at the small box in a daze, Shu Jiu couldn't help calling softly.

Mo Heng came back to his senses, raised his eyes and saw Shu Jiu was looking at him for a moment, his pupils were clear, and his worry was clearly written, "Mo Zhen put this thing down and left, don't allow me to touch Mo Jing. Buddhist sect, don't worry Bar?"

"Here is the demonic energy of the ancestor of the demon. You and Mo Jing really can't touch it. If it weren't for this black jade box, which is suppressed by the auspicious energy of the inner mountain, the demonic energy would have turned the sky in the inner mountain." Mo Heng shook the box, and the golden scripture Wen You dipped his fingertips into the box.

The small box shook violently in his hand, making piercing noises, and it stopped after a while.

It's probably because the Buddhist sect has been converted.Shu Jiu thought.Glancing at the ends of Mo Heng's hair that fell on his shoulders, within a short while, the grayness seemed to have climbed up a little.