Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

"We should have thought of it earlier, but that is Senior Brother Jing Fu!"

The two young novice monks were happy for a long time, and they almost delayed the work at hand before thinking of doing something.

Jing Fu looked up at them, then continued to bury his head in the classics in his hands.

Even for him, the classics collected in the Sutra Pavilion of Miaoyin Temple are also of great benefit.

After the news that Jingfu was officially in charge of the Sutra Pavilion was confirmed by the disciples of the Sutra Pavilion through various methods, the Sutra Pavilion, which has been gradually reduced due to its busyness, became lively again.

Almost every disciple of Miaoyin Temple who could spare some time to come ran to the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.

Since Jing Fu left, Jing Yin, who has been paying attention to the movement in the Sutra Pavilion, looked at the eagerness on the faces and movements of these disciples who hurried past. His attendant novice asked, "How is the situation at the Sutra Pavilion?"

"Everything is running smoothly, orderly, and there is no trouble." The attendant novice replied respectfully.

Jing Yin nodded first, and then asked, "Where is Junior Brother Jing Fu?"

"Monk Jingfu has always been in the attic of the Sutra Library Pavilion, but I heard from the two guards in the pavilion that Monk Jingfu is very good at handling things. Those things that are entrusted to him are handled very neatly, and there is basically no During the delay..."

Jing Yin was still looking down at the file at first, but when she heard the words of her novice attendant, she looked up at him again.

The gentle smile in his eyes quickly made the attendant novice blush, and he quickly stopped talking.

After a while, the little novice muttered, "Brother Jingyin, you are clearly worried about Brother Jingfu too. In my opinion, there is no need for that. Brother Jingfu is amazing. Things in the Sutra Pavilion are difficult. Can't stand him! As for the brothers in the temple..."

"I'm not saying that, even if the senior brothers in the temple take out all the problems in their practice and ask Brother Jingfu for advice, they can't embarrass Senior Brother Jingfu, let alone most of the brothers in the temple are not in the temple now."

Jing Yin sighed, "I'm not worried about that."

A bit of puzzlement appeared on the still immature face of the attendant novice.

He looked up at Jingyin, and saw that Jingyin had a rare conversation, thought for a while, and asked, "Then what are you worried about, brother?"

"What am I worried about..."

There was a momentary daze on Jing Yin's face, but it was too fast to be seen by the attendant monk standing not far away.

He didn't even answer the novice attendant's question, but instead asked, "Junior, do you think it's a blessing that you have already seen the scenery on the mountainside when you are still standing at the foot of the mountain?"

The attendant novice frowned unconsciously, and replied thoughtfully, "It should be considered."

Jing Yin didn't even turn her head to look at him, she just said lightly, "Really?"

The tone of those words was so light that even the novice monk who had been with him for a long time couldn't hear the sadness and joy in these words.So even though Jing Yin is actually very talkative, the attendant novice at the moment doesn't dare to ask deeply, but can only ask back in his heart, isn't it?

is it?isn't it?

Jing Yin himself is not sure, but he is really worried about it.

He was in a daze for a moment, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

"Brother Jing Yin, are you worried about Senior Brother Jing Fu?"

Seeing him come back to his senses, the novice monk who had been waiting by the side and did not leave dared to ask.

Jing Yin turned her head and met the bright eyes of the attendant monk.

He hesitated for a moment and didn't answer.

After receiving his answer, the attendant novice said directly, "In my opinion, senior brother, you really don't need to care about this."

"Don't just see the scenery on the mountainside, even if you have seen the scenery on the top of the mountain, Brother Jing Fu will only walk more steadily and steadily step by step, and will definitely not rush."

"Brother Jing Yin, you have to trust Brother Jing Fu."

Jing Yin was taken aback, and only recovered after a while, he smiled, "Yes, he is Jing Fu!"

After letting go of his worries about Jing Fu, Jing Yin's work efficiency finally recovered.The monks and monks in Miaoyin Temple may not be able to perceive the difference, but Jingfu noticed it immediately.

He looked at the approved files sent back from Jingyin, smiled lightly, and distributed these files, so that the only two left-behind novice monks in the Sutra Pavilion now acted according to the approved files.

After the disciple left the attic, Jing Fu put on an expression on his face, and at the same time collected his mind and returned to the world of sea of ​​consciousness.

'Next, I'll leave it to you, Demon Body. '

It's just that the eyelids are closed and opened, and Jing Fu, who was originally peaceful, has added a little bit of wantonness.

His eyelids were only half opened, and a sneer overflowed from his lips.

'Really give it all to me?Are you not afraid that I will leave something in this scripture pavilion? '

The heart demon rested his chin and waited, but he didn't wait for the movement of the Buddha body in the sea of ​​consciousness.He turned his eyes and opened his eyes to look into the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, but he saw the body of the Buddha sitting quietly with his eyes closed, and the bright clouds behind his head stretched and piled up.

It was in a deep samadhi.

The demon body was bored, but he was not angry, and raised his hand with a soft hum.

A bright starlight lit up in his palm.

Immediately, this point of starlight jumped slightly, and the second, third, and even countless starlights unfolded. In just a few breaths, hundreds of nebulae unfolded in Jingfu's open palm.

The entire Xinghai seemed to be held by Jingfu Xinmo.

'It's all here. '

The demon body muttered something to himself, then lowered his head slightly, and let out a soft breath.

The airflow gently turned around the space in his palm, but the sea of ​​stars floating in his palm seemed to be caught in a hurricane, and with this airflow, they floated out of the Sutra Pavilion, and even out of Miaoyin Temple, and scattered towards Jing Hao boundary.Some stars even left the Jinghao Realm and fell towards the entire heaven and universe.

In fact, these stars are nothing else, they are the inheritance that Jing Fu got from the seniors of the Anti-No Perseverance Boys Alliance.

These inheritances have all been dispersed now, and some of them met people with predestined relationship almost immediately.Of course, this is only a very small part, and more inheritances are spontaneously hidden and left for the future.

Jing Fu's heart demon body watched these star-shaped inheritances scattered in all directions like dandelions, and only glanced at them casually, then looked away, not paying much attention to the whereabouts of these inheritances.

But it has to be said that the emergence of these inheritances still set off turbulent ripples in the world of Jinghao Realm that has not yet calmed down.

Some people knocked on the door and set foot on the fairy road; some people added their heritage and broadened the future; some people used this as a basis to explore higher.

From this, Jing Hao's world of immortality has added another thread.

In this way, there are many more variables in Jinghaojie.Naturally, because most of the inheritance is still hidden, these variables are also secretly lurking and do not appear in front of people.Therefore, only a few people in Jinghao Realm noticed the fleeting change in the secret.

Zuo □□ and Zuo Ying Patriarch, who had just parted, paused at the same time, and then turned around.

The eyes of the two of them just collided, and then turned away from each other, almost at the same time falling in the direction of the scripture storage pavilion of Miaoyin Temple.

"......is it him?"

"Except for him," Zuo said, "who else can do such a covert job? Could it be that you really thought it was just an illusion?"

The photo ancestor was silent for a moment before asking, "Do you know what that is?"

Zuo □□ pondered for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know either. But..."

"For me, Jinghaojie, variables are also good things, aren't they?"

You can fish in muddy water.

In order to deal with those high-spirited Tianwai overhauls, the muddier the water in Jinghao Realm, the easier it is for them to move.

The photo ancestor also agrees with this very much.

It's just that compared with the two Taoist leaders, Zuo □□ and Zuo Ying Patriarch, who are more or less aware in their hearts, Huizhen Arhat and Keshou Arhat are quite inexplicable.

For a moment, the two of them couldn't help but behave more restrained.

In this way, the torrent that had just been rolled up in Jinghaojie was submerged into the bottom of the water and turned into an undercurrent, only surging under the water surface.

As the instigator, Jing Fu's heart demon body just glanced out casually, then Shi Shiran stood up from the futon, lowered his head and turned around in this quiet room.

By the time Jingfu Xinmo returned to the futon and sat down, he was already holding dozens of scriptures in his hands.

These scriptures that can be placed in the quiet room of the Sutra Pavilion in Miaoyin Temple are naturally extraordinary, but now they are in the hands of Jingfu Xinmo, but they can’t enjoy the past when they guarded the elders in the Sutra Pavilion in the past. The treatment is just like the most common dossier scriptures, which are held by people in an ordinary way, and then randomly placed on the desk.

The Jingfu Heart Demon Body took a volume of scriptures and opened them, flipping through them like watching a theater book, without the solemn respect of the Jingfu Buddha Body.

'woke up? '

Suddenly, the heart demon body passed a sentence into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The deity of Jingfu manifested his figure in the sea of ​​consciousness. He only looked out, and seemed to have known the previous movements of the demon body.

'Have you scattered all those inheritances? '

The heart demon body didn't even look up, it was simply determined that Jingfu himself woke up this time not for these inheritances at all.

After all, although those inheritances are of some value, they have already looked through them, and they still have more than one copy in their hands. Those original copies will be scattered as soon as they are scattered. It's no big deal.

'It's all gone just now.What, are you still going to keep it? '

The deity of Jing Fu really shook his head, 'It's not for this matter. '

Xinmo paused, raised his head slightly, frowned and looked at Jingfu himself, 'What is that for? '

The usually mediocre deity of Jing Fu also had a rare face down.

He looked to the side and raised his hand to beckon.

A bronze mirror that was originally kept in Jingfu's carry-on bag floated out and hung in front of the demon body.

Xinmo moved his fingers, and then took hold of the bronze mirror.

Almost at the moment when the demon's fingers held the bronze mirror, a bloody light rose from the surface of the originally chaotic bronze mirror.In the light of blood, a weak aura is looming.

"Yuanhe."

The demon body squinted his eyes and leaked two words from between his teeth.

This weakened but still sharp sword-like aura clearly showed the identity of its owner.

After all, the body of the demon is also Jing Fu. The next moment he clearly realized what happened, he calmed down and quickly changed the seal formula with his fingers.

As his handprints changed, the weakened aura that belonged exclusively to An Yuanhe floated away and scattered into the rising blood on the surface of the bronze mirror.And that piece of blood light is completely spread on the surface of the bronze mirror, evolving scenes of light and shadow in the smooth mirror surface of the bronze mirror.

The first thing to appear was a lying figure.Half of his body was lying on his knees, and the jade crown that was normally tied on top of his head fell to the side, and his hair fell down from it, and a few strands of hair hanging down clung to his cheeks, covering his face. Half of his face was cut off, not to mention a few long and wide robes were torn out.

However, even in such a state of embarrassment, the demon body quickly recognized the person.

He pursed his thin lips.

The figure reflected by the bronze mirror paused for a moment, but didn't see any reaction from him, so he quietly turned to the side, left and right, trying to covertly reflect the surrounding environment on the mirror.

The dark black stones that are not very neat and piled up randomly are spread on the ground, but the occasional bits of jade white leaking from the edge of the stones silently announce its original material.

The more the demon body looked at it, the more tightly it frowned.He looked around quietly, paused, and tried to let the bronze mirror look further away.

But before the bronze mirror absorbed the farther places into the mirror surface, a breeze was born on the ground.With just a slight swirl of the breeze, the light and shadow reflected by the bronze mirror in front of the demon's body was completely shattered.

The demon body made a decisive decision, the fingerprints on his hand changed rapidly, and even dragged out a few afterimages, before the breeze completely destroyed the bronze mirror and finally broke the connection.

As Jing Fu's heart demon body cut off the connection, the bronze mirror that was originally shielded by An Yuan and his body fell down and hit the dark black stone, making an indistinct muffled sound.

But even so, this small movement still attracted the attention of outsiders.

Not a while after the bronze mirror fell, two footsteps sounded from far to near, and when they came to the front, a window was pulled out out of thin air in the originally empty cage space that seemed to have only this dark black stone slab.

The two men stood behind the window, looking in with their heads.

"How is it? Are you awake?" A deliberately lowered voice sounded.

"Not awake, still in a coma." Another voice replied.

After the simple conversation ended, the pulled out window was closed again, and the sound of the two footsteps gradually disappeared in this caged space.

"... Hey, you said this newcomer, will someone help you find him?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I've been guarding here for so long, and I haven't seen a few who can be redeemed. There are quite a lot of people locked up to death."

When the cage space completely returned to silence, the fingers that were originally powerless on the cold floor moved.

First, a bit of the air was stirred silently, and then the sound of rustling sounded.

Before even opening his eyes, that finger first found the bronze mirror that fell beside it.The unprecedented thinness of consciousness landed on the bronze mirror, and after a long while, it finally set off a trace of ripples on the surface of the bronze mirror.

Ben was urgently contacting Anyuan and Jing Fu Xinmo body on the other side of the master gate. He noticed a change from the other side of the bronze mirror, and did not wait for Qingshan Jianzong who had not responded. The link between the mirrors.

"Yuanhe!"

Controlled by Jing Fu's demon body, the bronze mirror floated up again, and floated in front of An Yuanhe, reflecting An Yuanhe who was still lying there in the bronze mirror.

However, it was only after a long time that An Yuanhe gathered a little strength to look at Jing Fu with half of his eyes open.

"How are you? Can you hold on? Do you know where you are?"

Hearing the voice from the bronze mirror, An Yuanhe pulled the corners of his lips weakly, and said, "I'm fine, I can hold on, you don't have to worry."

He said that he was fine, but the figure reflected in the bronze mirror and the hoarse voice from the bronze mirror all refuted his statement.

Jingfu Xinmoshen also disagreed, but he had to say that he was really relieved when he heard An Yuanhe's words.

In any case, An Yuanhe's mind is sober and his thinking is clear at this time, which at least proves that the situation on his side is not too bad.

Moreover, whether it is the bronze mirror for external contact or the natal sword used by Xeon's attack method, they are still at An Yuanhe's hand, and they have not been completely searched, which also explains the treatment An Yuanhe enjoys to a certain extent.

"So where the hell are you now?!"

Hearing Jing Fu's cool voice, An Yuanhe couldn't help shivering, and answered after a while, "...the Futu Sword Tomb in Xuanguang Realm."

Jing Fu's heart demon frowned heavily.

"Futu Sword Tomb? How do I look at it, you seem to be pushed into someone else's prison?"

An Yuanhe smiled wryly, opened his mouth, and was about to explain to Jing Fu.

"Don't talk anymore. Just tell me, how did you find the Xuanguang Realm, and how did you get into the Sword Tomb of the Buddha?"

Looking at the face reflected on the other side of the bronze mirror, An Yuanhe shut up obediently, only raised his finger, and tapped it on the surface of the bronze mirror.

Through the bronze mirror, a ray of spiritual consciousness sent Anyuan and the route he had traveled along the way and the information he had collected to Jingfu's side.

The demon body held the wisp of divine consciousness, flipped through it quickly, memorized many important points, and then looked up into the bronze mirror again.

Keeping his eyes on An Yuanhe in the bronze mirror, he asked, "Are you sure you can still hold on?"

An Yuan and Li Kui really dare not show their anger at this moment, "It's still possible."

"Do you still have the sealed cards in your hand?"

"some."

The heart demon himself lowered his head and wanted to pull out some life-saving gadgets from his carry-on bag and send them to An Yuanhe first, but when he heard An Yuanhe's answer, he couldn't help but raise his head and look into the bronze mirror again.

"Since you still have a hole card in your hand, how did you make such a fuss that even Bronze Mirror spontaneously warned you?"

An Yuan and he hesitated for a while, but couldn't bear the gaze of his friend, so he could only answer with lowered eyebrows, "Isn't this...isn't this going crazy?"

"Heh..." The heart demon body sneered, and said in an unfriendly manner, "You fought so crazy that you almost lost your life, you are capable!"

"That is to say, this Futu Sword Tomb does not want your life, otherwise..."

An Yuanhe smiled flatteringly at Jing Fu, and after Jing Fu vented his anger, he said boldly, "Actually, I think this Futu Sword Tomb is pretty good..."

Jing Fu narrowed his eyes.

An Yuanhe could see clearly, his whole body trembled, and the last half of the sentence that came to his mouth just disappeared.

Jing Fu didn't even bother to pay attention to him, and said directly, "Do you still have healing medicine?"

But before An Yuanhe could answer, he had already piled up a lot of tightly sealed jade boxes and jade bottles.

These jade boxes and jade bottles only stopped by Jing Fu's hand for a while, and then they were held by his hand and tentatively handed them into the bronze mirror.

But Jing Fu's hand holding the jade bottle only poked half an inch into the bronze mirror before hitting a tightly sealed wall.

Jing Fu's brow that had just been relaxed frowned again.However, even though he tried his best, he still couldn't get his hand an inch in, let alone send these jade boxes and jade bottles to An Yuanhe.

An Yuanhe could see clearly from the other side, so he persuaded, "I'm being locked up. Let's forget it."

Jing Fu's heart demon body glared at him, retracted his hand, and turned to poke his divine sense over.

Perhaps it was because there was no other object wrapped in his ray of spiritual consciousness, so his ray of spiritual consciousness naturally followed the connection between the two bronze mirrors to the side where An Yuanhe was.

It's just that just after Jing Fu's mental demon body and spiritual consciousness left the bronze mirror, he was blocked by a vast and sharp coercion in the three-inch space on the surface of the bronze mirror, and could no longer explore further.

An Yuanhe also saw the fate of Jingfu's ray of consciousness.

He sighed, and persuaded Jingfu, "Jingfu, forget it, don't bother."

Jing Fu's heart demon body was not angry when he heard this, and while withdrawing the wisp of divine consciousness, he looked at An Yuanhe again, "Tell me, what have you discovered."

The reason why Yang Yuanjue, An Yuanhe and him can become close friends is that the congenial temperament is extremely crucial.And the three of them... even Yang Yuanjue, who is the most lazy, is not the kind of person who can easily give up in the face of difficulties.

Therefore, the reason why An Yuanhe said "don't bother" with him now is definitely not because he wants to give up, but because he must have discovered something else.

After all, he had just escaped from the endangered state, An Yuanhe took a short rest before slowly saying, "This Futu Sword Tomb has long since disappeared, and now I... am in a mirage-like illusion."

Jing Fu did not speak, but listened quietly.

"To be honest, I don't know how I entered this illusion, but...you see."

An Yuanhe said, raised his hand to hold the bronze mirror, and pointed the bronze mirror to the ground to shine.

The dark black floor was reflected in the bronze mirror so clearly that Jing Fu could see it more clearly and meticulously.

The demon body took a closer look, "The blood on the floor..."

The bronze mirror did not reflect An Yuanhe, but according to the tacit understanding between them, Xinmoshen knew that he must be nodding at this moment.

A hand was reflected in the bronze mirror.

It was An Yuanhe's.

An Yuanhe bent his fingers and scraped vigorously on the dark black floor with his nails.A slender white mark was quickly drawn on the floor, but An Yuanhe specifically mentioned the fingernail in front of the bronze mirror, but a dark black drop of blood stopped.

Yes, blood beads, not dirt.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the terrifying coercion unscrupulously vented from this drop of blood.

Just looking at this drop of blood, it was as if one could see a ferocious beast galloping and roaring in the endless wilderness, extremely ferocious and terrifying.

The heart demon body felt it carefully for a while, and then said slowly, "I have never seen this kind of beast."

Jingfu's vision, after going through all these things, is no longer comparable to that of an ordinary Buddhist monk or even a monk in the realm of heaven.But even he could only bow his head and admit his ignorance in front of this drop of ferocious blood that had gone through countless years and diluted countless times.

But since even a monk with such vision as Jing Fu couldn't recognize the owner of this drop of blood, it can already prove the age of the owner of this drop of blood.

It's just that these are not the point, the point is...

Jing Fu looked into the bronze mirror, and didn't care whether An Yuan and himself were reflected in the bronze mirror, so he just asked, "Are you sure you can hold on now?"

An Yuanhe bowed his head silently, quietly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips on his robe that was already soaked in blood, and smiled nonchalantly, "Naturally."

Jing Fu narrowed his eyes, "Then lift up the bronze mirror."

Without any hesitation, An Yuanhe turned the bronze mirror over and let himself be reflected in the bronze mirror, and asked at the same time, "How?"

Jing Fu was silent for a moment, "Do you need me to help you contact Qingshan Sword Sect?"

Since An Yuanhe didn't want him to find him, Jing Fu didn't force him.

An Yuanhe is also a monk in the celestial realm, and a swordsman. He has the ability to make decisions, as well as the freedom and right to make decisions.It is true that Jing Fu is his best friend, but it is only a best friend.

An Yuanhe did not refuse this time.

He nodded, and said calmly, "Please help me contact Senior Brother Yang Ji."

Jing Fu rummaged through, and finally found the contact information of An Yuan and Yang Ji, who had left him a long time ago.

Holding the jade slip, Jing Fu took another deep look at An Yuanhe before cutting off the connection with the bronze mirror.

Seeing the aura on the surface of the bronze mirror disappear completely and return to its usual chaotic appearance, An Yuanhe couldn't hold on any longer, and coughed up a mouthful of blood while clutching his chest.

As soon as his breathing eased, he suddenly raised his head and followed the direction where he let go of the bronze mirror vigilantly.

The bronze mirror did not fall to the ground because of his letting go, on the contrary, it was being held and played by a person standing beside him at some point.

Seeing this man and the bronze mirror he was playing with, An Yuanhe restrained his subconscious instinct to shrink back, supported his body with the sword in his hand, stood up, and bowed to the man, "Junior An Yuanhe , Greetings to seniors."

"Hmm." The man seemed to see what An Yuanhe was thinking, and the corners of his lips were vaguely pulled.

Before An Yuanhe could see clearly, he threw the bronze mirror in his hand straight over.

An Yuanhe reached out, grabbed the bronze mirror, and put it in his arms.

"Are you communicating with the outside world just now?" The man glanced at An Yuanhe and asked.

An Yuanhe smiled, and didn't hide it, anyway, he couldn't hide it.

"Yes."

Jing Fu didn't know about An Yuan and the subsequent changes that happened there.After putting away the bronze mirror, he immediately tried to contact Yang Ji from Qingshan Sword Sect.

Perhaps the Qingshan Sword Sect also noticed the strangeness of An Yuanhe through the life lamp left in the sect. It was almost the first time that Jingfu Xinmo body tried it, and it was Yang Ji's response. .

Yang Ji probably heard An Yuanhe talk about him.

The moment Jing Fu contacted him, before Jing Fu introduced himself, Yang Ji spoke first, "Jing Fu from Jinghao Realm?"

"Yes." The heart demon body replied, "I met Yang Daxiu."

Seeing Jing Fu, Yang Ji's faint impatience dissipated a lot.

"There's no need to talk about it," he said, "You came to see me, but because of Junior Brother An?"

Jing Fu nodded, not talking nonsense with Yang Ji, and said directly, "Yuanhe's current situation is very bad. He traveled all the way from Zhanshuang Realm before, and unexpectedly entered the Xuanguang Realm, and now he is even more trapped in the In the illusion called Futu Sword Tomb..."

Jing Fu made a copy of the things sent by An Yuanhe and sent them to Yang Ji.After confirming that Yang Ji had received these messages, Jing Fu asked, "What is your plan?"

An Yuanhe, as a sword cultivator in the celestial realm, is very powerful in combat. He is also a figure in the Qingshan Sword Sect in the Hongwen realm. The Qingshan Sword Sect will never give up on him easily, let alone Futu, who is obviously the secret place of the sword cultivator's chance. Sword Mound.

Yang Ji raised his head from the pile of documents to look at Jingfu, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "You want to go there too?"

Jing Fu laughed when he heard this, "Yuan He is my good friend."

If he had been trapped in a secret place, it would be absolutely impossible for An Yuanhe to sit firmly in the world of Hongwen.

Yang Ji said again, "But he doesn't want you to go there."

Yang Ji also knew An Yuanhe.If An Yuanhe was willing to let this friend take risks for him, he would not let Jing Fu contact him.

"I know." Jing Fu nodded, and he said again, "But I want to go."

Yang Ji was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Are you going to go with my Qingshan Sword Sect, or go by yourself?"

Jing Fu smiled, and asked instead of answering, "Dare to ask Daxiu, how long does it take for the noble sect to prepare?"

Yang Ji was speechless.

If possible, he would also like to leave immediately.But it's not something he can think about when it comes to a secret place.What's more, it seems that Anyuan and the other side have not reached the critical moment.

Jing Fu didn't speak, just smiled at Yang Ji, and cut off the contact.

Yang Jili stood on the spot, staring blankly at the dim jade slip in his hand.

After a while, he came back to his senses, put away the jade slips, took those materials, turned around and went down the hill, and entered the Zongmen hall.

There, the head of the sect and the elders are waiting for him.

How could Jing Fu fail to guess the considerations and calculations of Qingshan Sword Sect?He put away the jade slips that contacted Yang Ji, rearranged the materials delivered by An Yuanhe, and put them all into a storage ring.

The deity of Jingfu has been sitting in the sea of ​​consciousness, watching the movements of the demon body.Even the Buddha body that had entered the sedation state did not know when it would wake up, and at this moment it was watching the movements of the demon body like Jingfu himself.

The demon body packed up his things, raised his hand and threw out a puppet.

The puppet's workmanship is exquisite, so there is no need to elaborate. The key point is that this puppet has a sword box on its back.Coupled with the sword box and the sharp sword intent naturally exuded from the puppet, no one would doubt his identity as a sword repairman.

Taking out the sword repair puppet, Xinmo turned around and glanced at the world of sea of ​​consciousness, nodded heavily, "I'll go first."

The deity of Jing Fu nodded at the same time as the Buddha body, didn't say much, just watched the movement of the demon body.

The demon body withdrew and retreated, first retreating into the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, then slammed together, turned into a little starlight and floated out, and plunged into the puppet of the sword cultivator.

Not long after the starlight entered the puppet, the palm-sized puppet turned into an adult.

The demon body first manipulated the puppet to blink its eyes, and then moved its limbs. After confirming the control of the puppet, it turned around and pointed to Jing Fu who was sitting on the futon, "Cheng Jiu see Monk Guo Jingfu."

The deity of Jingfu who controlled the physical body carefully looked at the puppet manipulated by the demon body, nodded after a while, but also said, "I don't know how dangerous it is to go here, just to be cautious, you should bring a few more sword repair puppets as backup .”

The demon body reached out and touched the sleeve pocket.

When he stretched out his palm towards Jingfu himself, five puppets with different faces and different sword intents were lying on the palm, but equally exquisite.

The deity of Jingfu nodded, then turned his palm and took out a purple-blue nine-story pagoda and handed it over, "Take this one too."

Xinmoshen was not polite at all, and took it directly.

Seeing the heart demon put away the Ziqing Linglong Pagoda, the deity of Jingfu was concentrating for a moment.He probably heard what Jingfu Buddha body in the Sea of ​​Consciousness World said, and he beckoned to the demon body again.

The demon body glanced at him, and tacitly handed over one of the puppets.

The deity of Jingfu held the puppet of the sword cultivator in his hand, and immediately a ray of bright Buddha light floated out from the sea of ​​consciousness and sank into the puppet of the sword cultivator.

But the Buddha body of Jingfu also came out from the world of sea of ​​consciousness.

The heart demon body glanced sideways, and seeing that the Buddha body had adapted to the body, he took out the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra" and even the portrait of Venerable Kassapa, and put them in his bag.

The Buddha body counted everything on his body, and raised his eyes to meet the eyes of the demon body.He paused, put his fingers together and made a sword salute, and said, "Cheng Shisan has met Monk Jingfu and Brother Nine."

Xinmoshen smiled and returned the courtesy, "Your thirteenth brother is so polite."

The joke was just a joke, now that An Yuanhe is trapped in the Xuanguang Realm, the demon body and the Buddha body can't really relax.

The two of them looked at each other, then quickly turned around and bowed to the deity Jing Fu, "I'll wait, and I will leave everything here to the deity to take care of you."

The deity of Jingfu also returned the gift with a serious face, "Be careful in everything."

The demon body and the Buddha body solemnly nodded, and then changed into two sword lights and disappeared above the sky.

The deity of Jingfu has been watching the demon body and the Buddha body away from Jinghao Realm, before turning around and returning to sit on the futon.But this time is different from the past, the deity of Jingfu did not enter deep concentration, but just closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for a certain person's response.

On the table in front of him, an ancient bronze mirror with a chaotic surface was placed upright.

After all, they had An Yuanhe's clear route and location in their hands, but after a month or so, Jingfu's heart demon body and Buddha body came outside the Xuanguang Realm's heaven and earth membrane.

However, they did not enter the Xuanguang Realm in a hurry, but stood outside the Xuanguang Realm's heaven and earth membrane, overlooking and sizing up the world.

The Xuanguang Realm is worthy of the name of Xuanguang. Even if the demon body and the Buddha body stand outside the womb of heaven and earth, they can still see the magnificent glow in the world that seems to fill the whole world.

It's just... Even if this glow is so dazzlingly beautiful, it's just an ordinary glow. Not to mention the overhaul of their level, even the most ordinary monks and even ordinary people have no lethality.

The heart demon body looked down at the world, but said to the Buddha body, "It seems that there is no imprint left by the Qingshan Sword Sect in the Xuanguang Realm, and I don't know if they have left?"

The Buddha replied, "Don't pay attention to them, I'll go to the left and right to check first."

The heart demon body looked sideways at the Buddha body next to it, and keenly caught a bit of impatience from the face of the Buddha body.You must know that such emotions are usually attached to the demons, body and mind at the moment of birth.It is very rare to be able to remain in the body, mind and spirit of the Buddha.

Qingshan Sword Sect, heh.

The demon body smiled slightly.But there was no softness and kindness in his smile, on the contrary, it was mostly sarcasm and displeasure.

But the matter of Qingshan Sword Sect is not the most important thing at present.What is important now is the Xuanguang Realm, the Futu Sword Tomb in the Xuanguang Realm, and An Yuanhe who fell in the Sword Tomb.

The heart demon body and the Buddha body quickly divided up their work, and they dispersed directly to search for news about the Xuanguang Realm in the nearby world.

Their purpose was clear, and their actions were very fast. It only took half a month for the two to meet again outside the fetal membrane of the Xuanguang Realm.

The information collected by the two separately gathered in one place, and only then did they truly realize the seriousness of the problem.

They traveled all over the nearby medium and small worlds, and searched for the long-lasting inheritance everywhere, but they couldn't find any news about the Futu Sword Tomb.

"...Yuan He said that he had heard the rumors about the Futu Sword Tomb, so he came all the way to the Xuanguang Realm. But in the world around here, there is not even a single rumor about the Futu Sword Tomb... ..."

So, did the Futu Sword Tomb find An Yuanhe, or did An Yuanhe find the Futu Sword Tomb?

The heart demon body and the Buddha body looked at each other, and put