Buddha's Book of Beauty

However, the woman that Rong Yu He Anzang met in Yangzhou, with a peerless appearance and rare beauty, was Shun's younger sister Hua Lei, and the only thing she liked in her life was painting.She has already painted almost everything in the world.It's just that the things she drew, although realistic, are only things on paper after all, without life and vitality.

She doesn't have a specific place to live, and the place where she stays the longest is the Blessed City in the west of Kunlun and east of Wuqi Kingdom.But recently a monk came to Blessed City, who was honored as "Master Cultivator". In Zhiblessed City, where there is not much traffic on weekdays, there has been an endless stream of people coming and going in the past few days, and most of them are to listen to the master's lectures.This mage was wearing an ordinary monk's robe and holding a prayer wheel. He had been in Zhifu City for some days, and Hua Lei was wandering outside, so he couldn't see him.But she was also a little interested to hear others boasting so much, and believers flocked in droves.At this time, the official road to Zhifu City was very crowded, Hualei thought that there was a small road on the Kunlun border, although it was farther away, not many people knew about it, and it was very quiet.She took a long way around and headed for Zhifu City.When she arrived at the border of Kunlun, she became interested in playing again, so she took it for a while longer before rushing to Zhifu City at a leisurely pace.

Hualei walked for half an hour and felt a little tired. At this time, there was no one around, the vastness was vast and far away, not a single blade of grass grew, and the undulating snow-capped mountains of Kunlun could be seen in the far distance.She saw an ancient well, broken and old, but the surrounding area was still clean, so she took out a silk handkerchief, sat aside, took off the Zihao pen at her waist, the color of her hand changed, the pale pink nails turned into red dandelion, the original The bamboo tube has transformed into a vermilion lacquered body, which is integrated with the Zihao brush tip.With her left hand tumbling, a long scroll spread out in the air. Looking at the desolate scene, she hesitated several times, but did not leave even a single ink dot on the rice paper.The rice paper was put away, and the color of the nails and the color of the pen holder were restored to their original colors.

"I'm tired of drawing people like this; demons are too turbid to draw; gods, I've seen a lot, but many gods are like carved out of a mold, rigid and dull... ..." She propped her chin and looked at the sky.Although she has painted many gods, there are a few that she can't draw no matter what.For example, Tian Diqiu, she had the chance to meet him once, but she felt that she was covered with golden light, and she couldn't see clearly the whole body.She tried to get close, but was cut by a golden blade, and the Zihao brush was broken in two, which made it take her 100 years to repair the brush.

Besides Shao Siyue, she happened to see him watching fireworks with a woman, and when she heard that Shao Siyue was more beautiful than a woman, she thought of drawing a picture.Who knew that before he could see his face clearly, he saw dozens of twisted gold threads attacking, and the pen he had just repaired almost suffered another misfortune.If you can't beat them, you can only run away first.I wanted to wait for a while to see it again, but I couldn't see it.Later, I heard from Laojun that Shao Siyue was in retreat in the Moon Palace, and he would not come out for a while.

As for Kunlun Realm Gods such as Kunlun God and Yushi God, and the wife of Kunlun God, she stays in the Kunlun Realm all day long.Although I am in the land of Kunlun at this time, this Kunlun is not that Kunlun, the spiritual world created by the Kunlun god himself, even the emperor of heaven cannot easily step into it.

After talking about the gods, let's talk about the demon, but, although she said that the demon has a strong turbid air, she really wanted to draw a picture of Youzhuye. Now that he is not in place, he should be called "Youdianye".Many years ago, she had seen him with a woman beside him, but when she got closer, she saw a cloud of ghost fox fire burning, and the tip of her Zihao pen was burned out of shape.From then on, among Hualei's subjects of painting, Tiandi Chiu, Shao Siyue, and You Dianye were blacklisted. When she saw these people in the future, she would definitely go far away.

"Emperor Ling..." Lao Er Tu was relegated to the remote Blessed City because he wrote "Beauty Mirror" for the Nine Heavens God of War, which made her want to go to Cangwu Kingdom, which changed the fate of the Seven Kingdoms and resulted in countless casualties.

Hua Lei was taken aback, "Old Land? What are you yelling, fuck your Lingdi!" Hua Lei regained his composure and reprimanded.

"Yes, Emperor Ling, the little old man knows his mistake..." This group of gods are more powerful than each other, and their tempers are bad. He just wants to flatter and flatter, but who knows that Hua Lei is so unhappy.

"What's the matter?" Hualai looked at the cute little old man who was much shorter than her, with his beard dragging all over the floor, and she didn't want to make things difficult for him.

"It's nothing, it's just that the aura suddenly surged here, and the little old man thought that some great god must be here, so he came to pay his respects."

"You are sincere." Hualai felt that his flattery was a good one. "I heard that you were demoted here because of the Nine Heavens God of War?"

"Yes, I made you laugh." The land said.

"You just helped her draw something, why did you suffer such a crime?"

"The little old man deserves it. If Ling... Fairy Hualei can praise me, I can leave this place."

"Hmph, show me that "Beauty Mirror", I really want to see what is painted on it."

The land hesitated again and again, and just refused to give it.

"Why, you only have the Heavenly Emperor in your eyes, don't you see me as the Spirit Emperor?" Hualei's voice suddenly became serious, and the land quickly took out the copybook, and handed it to Hualei respectfully.

"Okay, step back! Remember, don't mention me to anyone, especially the Emperor of Heaven! However, at your level, you will never see the Emperor of Heaven..." Land couldn't answer, and left with his hands up.

Hua Lei opened the "Beauty Mirror", saw the man on the title page, and felt that his eyes were full of fresh air, and the turbid air was completely dissipated. When he was about to scroll down, he heard a voice from behind: "Brother Xiu..."

Hua Lei heard a mournful call from behind, and turned around...

Kunlun Road is far away, to the outside of Fucheng.

Rong Yu, An Zang, Su Liquan, Shen Shu, Gu Tao, Mu Qi and Xing Xiaoyao were ordered by their teachers to go to Zhifu City to find the whereabouts of the little corpse king and retrieve the other half of the lost ice soul jade.Qian Huaming followed these people on the grounds that the corpse king was a mutant of a demon and that he could help.

There were many people on the main road, Rong Yu and the others saw that it was getting dark, and wanted to get to the inn earlier to rest, so they took the small road.

Seeing that it was getting dark and they hadn't reached the Blessed City yet, it wasn't that their feet were slow, but that there were walking corpses popping out repeatedly, puppets and dead people, one after another, it seemed that they were extremely unwilling to reach the Blessed City .

The swords were blown away, and the dust was flying. The walking corpses, puppets, and dead people who attacked them were not very powerful, and it would not take much to solve them.

Fortunately, He Guangjian used the sword technique of "Canglong Qisu", sweeping across the four directions, the dragon's aura was strong, and the clear air was scattered, and those filthy things did not dare to attack again for a while.

Holding the Suixi sword, Gu Tao happily ate the pastry beside him, "Give me some!" Xing Xiaoyao ate a lot for lunch, and he hadn't had dinner yet, so he was already so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back.

"Hey——" Gu Tao fed Su Liquan and Shen Shu a mouthful of pastries, and then threw the box containing the pastries to Xing Xiaoyao.

"Can you...can you respect senior brother?" Xing Xiaoyao said unwillingly as he watched the delicious food fly away.

"Brother, can you please take good care of my younger sister and younger brother? My brother and senior brother Anzang are carrying it in front, and you are here to beg for food with me, are you embarrassed?" Gu Tao replied.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you—" Xing Xiaoyao was so hungry that he didn't even want to say anything.

Since Mu Qi talked to Gu Tao in Chunyue last time, he has been avoiding her.For some reason, she thought that she had offended him somewhere, and wanted to ask him to find out, but she never found the time.

Finally, before the sun went down, they arrived at the Blessed City, walked to the reception inn, saw that the place was clean, so they called Xiao Er.Coincidentally, there were just seven rooms left in the reception inn, they paid the silver and asked for some food, so they stayed here.

After several people had settled down, Hualei also entered the welcoming inn, but there were no vacant rooms at this time, so she walked for a while, came to the inn, asked for an upper room, and told Xiao Er to be fine. Disturbed, he entered the room.

Hua Lei clasped his hands together to create a small clean bottle, took off the Zihao brush on his waist, touched it three times, then took it out, and touched it three times in the air, white smoke floated out of the clean bottle , an ice sculpture of a human figure slowly appeared in the room, and when the ice sculpture fully appeared, the clean bottle disappeared.

She looked at the ice sculpture carefully, no, it's not so much an ice sculpture, it's more like a person sealed in ice.It's just that this person is completely white, trapped in the ice sculpture, if you don't look carefully, it looks like a part of the ice sculpture from the outside.

"Brother Xiu..." Hualei heard the woman calling again.

Brother Xiu?Hualei turned the penholder slightly, dreaming butterflies fluttered at the fingertips, surrounding the ice sculpture, flashing circle after circle of slender light red bands.Something flickering in the ice sculpture attracted Hua Lei's attention.

"No wonder, after a hundred years of not changing, it turns out that this thing is protecting you."

"Brother Xiu..." The woman closed her eyes and said only this sentence.

Hualei saw that this person was in the extremely cold ice sculpture, she didn't feel the cold at all, she just muttered a person's name, her heart moved a little, looking at the Zihao brush whose lacquer was peeling off, Hualei said: "I can help you There is only one condition to get rid of the shackles of the ice and go to your big brother Naxiu, will you agree to it?"

"Yes..." the woman replied.

"Yesterday's old soul should not exist in this world. If I open this ice sculpture, you will grow old quickly. I am afraid that the old man will not be seen by then, and you will be ashamed of yourself. However, I can draw a new peerless one for you." Face, to escape the underworld, to reverse the old age. But after you find yours, I will take your blood to fill this clean bottle, are you willing?"

The woman finally opened her eyes, and through the ice wall, looked at the Jingping bottle that appeared in Hualei's hand.

"Don't rush to agree. My clean bottle can hold a sea. If I want you to fill it with blood, it will be tantamount to killing you. Are you still willing?" Hua Lei explained the words clearly to her. .

"Okay." The woman didn't hesitate at all. Seeing that she agreed so readily, Hualei wanted to say something else, but she only heard the woman say: "I just want to meet one person and stay with him for a while, so I come to fulfill the promise. You I will agree to any conditions."

Hua Lei sighed softly, frowned slightly, even seeing Hua'er felt distressed.The nails change into red kodan color, and the vermilion lacquer body is as bright as new.Hualei took a pearl from the veil, kneaded it into powder, and spread it on the ice sculpture, and saw the mist rising slowly from the ice sculpture.Using the colors of objects as paints, she painted them on the ice sculptures with great care, including eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, lips, and chin.An hour and a half later, Hualei's arms were so weak that she took out a small knife from her purse and cut a hole in the ice sculpture. Soon the whole ice sculpture shattered, and a woman in plain clothes walked out gracefully.Hua Lei felt dissatisfied, so she used the red kodan in her hand as color, and lightly tapped the Zihao brush, transforming the woman's clothes into a peony skirt embroidered in red and gold.

A beauty in red is gorgeous and extravagant, looks bright and looks affectionate, as it should be.

"Thank you." The woman looked at herself in the mirror, she was as young as before, but her face was more beautiful than before.

"I hate people thanking me the most. When we meet again in the future, don't say you know me in front of others." Hua Lei said indifferently.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you." The woman leaned towards her slightly.

"You are a mortal, but you have some things on your body, and you have some supernatural powers at this time. But remember, don't use your supernatural powers to kill, otherwise I will come to take your blood in advance."

"it is good."

"One more thing, no matter what your former name is, you must not mention your former name to anyone, otherwise you will attract ghosts and you will be responsible for the consequences."

"You can't mention your former name? Why is that?"

"Black and white impermanence uses the name to seduce the soul. If you say the name, your detailed record will be reproduced in the book of life and death. The face I made for you will not be able to hide it from the people of the underworld."

"Isn't it okay to mention it to only one person?" the woman asked.

"I know what you're thinking, no matter who it is, you can't do it. What, do you want to go back to the ice sculpture again? This way ghosts can't find you no matter what."

"Then can I change my name?"

"I'm not from the world, but I have a name, and I'm involved with people in the world. I'm afraid the ghosts will come sooner!"

"Can't you even have... a name?"

"Forget it, if you insist on one, I will give you one as a gift. How about Fusang? This name, even if there are a few more people to use it, the underworld will not dare to accept it."

"Okay, thank you."

"It's a bit of money, you can find another place to live, remember, don't tell anyone about me!" Hua Lei's voice was sharp, the woman just agreed without asking any more questions.

"Okay, please go out. I will come to pick up my things when the time comes." Hua Lei took out the inkstone and began to clean her pens.

Fusang didn't say any more, and left the inn. Xiao Er was dozing off, when she saw a beautiful woman approaching, and just about to call her back, she was already gone.Xiao Er thought it was a dream, yawned, and continued to sleep.

Late at night, most people have gone to sleep, except for a monk in cassock sitting on the eaves of Yunge. He has no title, no surname, only a single name: Xiu.People here call him the mage.He has been here for more than half a month, and the master said that he must go through one kalpa here before he can attain enlightenment.But he didn't say what kind of catastrophe it was, only that he would realize it when it happened.His master is also a wonderful person. He leads the way to practice. He is not in the temple all year round and travels all over the world.Xiu saw that his master was getting old, so he occasionally advised him to take a break, but he said, "Buddhas are everywhere, where can we not find them? Why stick to one world?" So, he had nothing to persuade him.The night was cool, he gathered his cassock tightly and went back to the house.

The next day, Rong and An Zang went out to look for clues about the Little Corpse King, but they were stopped by a woman while walking on the street.At first glance, it turned out to be Hua Lei who made a big fuss in Yangzhou that day!Hua Lei also looked at Rong Yu carefully, without blinking.

The aura of heaven and earth is born, the god of beauty, born in ice and snow, bred in ice and snow, with a icy soul and a jade soul, with a holy and holy character. In these three realms, she has never seen such a god without a trace of turbidity all over his body.

It's so rare, so rare!I have been searching for these years, and it is rare to see such a spiritual creature born in heaven and earth.Even though he is a mortal at this time, she just knows that this is the immortal on the title page of "The Book of Buddha's Beauty"!

Hua Lei couldn't hide her excitement, the pearl fringed veil trembled a few times, she approached Rong Yu, almost leaning on him.Seeing her like this, Yan Anzhe stood between her and Rong Yu, like an insurmountable mountain.

"This Taoist priest, please let me go. I'm not interested in you, I'm only interested in the one behind you." Hua Lei thought that this extraordinary Taoist priest wanted to strike up a conversation with her, so she Good words to persuade. "Young master, are you interested in letting me draw a picture for you?"

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in you either, I'm only interested in him." Before Rong Yu could speak, Yan Anzu accosted.In the past, I always thought that Rong Yu's appearance of "don't get close to strangers" would help him avoid a lot of love debts, but the woman in front of him seemed to be Huanxi Rongju with this cold appearance!Still drawing?How could Rongrong be painted by others?

"What?" Hua Lei looked at the two handsome figures in front of him, who looked like the breeze, the moon, and the snow returning to the wind. He was stunned for a while, then took a few steps back, stared at Yan Anzhao, and only sighed: "It's a waste of everything——Yin and Yang are doing it for you." And, you, you..." Rong Yu felt strange when she looked at her heartbroken look of beating her chest and feet, tearing up her cheeks.

"girl--"

"Don't talk!" An Zang and Hua Lei said together, Rong Yu didn't know how he had offended these two, so he really shut up obediently, and hid behind An Zang without moving.With this well-behaved appearance, there is no shadow of Rong and God of War.

"Drawing Lei next—"

"Under Yan Anzou—"

When Gu Tao and Qian Huaming came out, they saw a group of people surrounding them, so they came over and saw a woman entangled with Rong Yu, so they stood aside, wanting to see clearly, and eating cakes, so uncomfortable!However, looking at the postures of these two, how can there be a feeling of "love rivals meet, and they are extremely jealous"?

These two people stared at each other for half an hour, the surface was calm, but the eyes were full of thunder and fire, so lively!

After another half an hour, Hua Lei's body relaxed, and finally lost, Yan Anzhao, like a victorious rooster, led another rooster who didn't know where he was, and walked away, leaving Gu Tao and others who were watching the show. Qian Huaming, and Hua Lei who was panting slightly.

"Childish ghost—" Hualai spat softly, but she hadn't been so naive for a long time. She was as dignified as an old woman for thousands of years, and occasionally made a fool of herself, but she still felt quite comfortable.

"What are you looking at?" Hua Lei was slightly annoyed, pearls flowed on the veil, her footsteps moved lightly, and she disappeared into the crowd after a while.

It was noon, but the people in Zhifu City didn't go to eat, but went to Yun Pavilion to listen to scriptures.Hua Lei was a little curious, so she went to have a look.Surprisingly, among the group of believers, I saw a woman in red. Who is this person but Fusang?

But Fusang didn't notice her at all, just sat on the mat like all the believers, listening to the master's lecture on Buddhism.

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