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It is said that the monks do not lie, but Fu Xueyi's martial arts were not abolished, but were sealed by true energy.When he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on a flat boat, floating with the long river.He didn't know how he came back to life, until he turned his head and caught a glimpse of the reflection of the mole under his eye in the water.

It turned out that the man was not only a fool, but also a liar, lying to me and yourself.

"I don't want his charity." Fu Xueyi sneered, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

Life changes life, how can we give alms?The master in charge pinched the Buddha beads lightly and sighed heavily: "To the benefactor, everything is not charity. Uncle Jichen has already changed his life, and it can be regarded as repaying his mistake in the first thought. He is not a man in the world of mortals, but The reincarnation of Bodhi in the Western Paradise, who died in order to save people throughout the kalpas, can be regarded as the completion of merit and virtue."

When Ji Chen passed away, he still sat quietly on the couch as usual, wearing a thick black veil on his head—in order to prevent others from seeing the strange sight of him having no head.What Fu Xueyi didn't know was that after Jichen rescued Fu Xueyi with the forbidden head-changing technique, he almost gave him his life span in this life, and he didn't eat or drink for the rest of the years, and taught scriptures and practiced Zen normally. , until all the true energy in Bodhi's Dharma Body was exhausted, and he only left two sentences before he died.

"The strongest ice in the world is the human heart, and it is your own heart."

"Benefactor, let's never meet again..."

I am a guest in the world of mortals, and I am lonely by nature.I have no regrets in my life, and I am often accompanied by the blue lantern.The cold wind covers the snow clothes, who misses the moon.

What all the monks in Renshenyun Temple couldn't figure out was that Jichen, an eminent monk who has long been famous as a "living Buddha" and had no desires and desires in his early years, was dying at the end of his life. Whose face emerged.

Until one day, a swordsman named Fu Xueyi knocked on the vermilion gate of Shenyun Temple.

"There is a legend in our Mobei that if the body is incomplete when you die, it will be difficult to reincarnate, so I—" Everyone bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, listening quietly, but only saw the short knife in Fu Xueyi's hand move slightly, and wipe it hard, In an instant, the blade was stained with blood, bright and dazzling.

"Give it back to him."

A bright red blood column gushed out from the neck immediately, and a cloud of blood mist swayed in the air, shocking everyone.

When they were astonished, everyone saw Fu Xueyi's head fell to the ground and rolled around twice.

Fu Xueyi saw the upside-down world again, the upside-down blue sky and white clouds, and also saw the pity on everyone's faces, but he never saw the startled monk rushing towards him again.

It is said that those who have committed serious crimes will go to hell, and if their bodies are incomplete, they will not be able to enter reincarnation.He only hoped that the person walking in front would wait for him for a while on the way to the underworld, and let him take a look.Fu Xueyi finally evoked a smile.

It's really life and death.

"Amitabha." The master in charge lowered his eyes and led the monks who had witnessed everything in the temple to recite the mantra of passing away in a low voice, and together they saved the life that had just passed away.

"What's the matter?" Pu Xinjiu, who had just arrived at the scene with a puzzled face, patted Lan Yin's shoulder lightly.He saw next to the detached corpse there was a group of faintly visible green-black newborn souls, because they were too weak to even take shape in the Buddhist center where Sanskrit music was rampant.There is also a circle of golden Buddhist mantras around the ghost, which seems to extradite him to the other shore.

Liu Fengjiu turned his head to look at Liu Minghong, and under the latter's encouraging gaze, he slowly said, "A story about crossing people."

Bodhi is free from dust, crossing others in order to cross himself.One finally put down the butcher knife, and the other became a Buddha immediately.

For some reason, the broken water around his waist kept trembling uncomfortably. Liu Minghong stretched out his hand to press it down, squinting his eyes, and could not help but be amazed, because the black devil energy in a radius of several miles seemed to be stimulated by someone, and it was moving towards this side at a visible speed. come rushing over.

"It seems to be paying off debts..." Lan Yin muttered in a low voice, and felt a gust of wind blowing behind him.Looking up, I saw the man behind with a blue-veined hand tightly grasping the edge of the ash stove, while the other hand was restlessly pressing against the center of his brow. His face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were pale, as if he came from the asura hell. Like an evil ghost, Lan Yin couldn't help flinching in the direction of Pu Xinjiu in fright.

Pu Xinjiu, who noticed the movement, lowered his head, and his eyes stopped for a moment on Lan Yin, who was frightened, and then followed his eyes to stick to Xie Yan's body, his pupils shrank suddenly, his expression became serious, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Little Yin, hurry up and call your master over, and say——something happened to Xie Yan!"

The incense ash stove in the courtyard shattered at the sound, and Pu Xinjiu, who was close, grabbed the surprised Liu Minghong with one hand and the stunned Liu Fengjiu with the other, and quickly dodged aside to avoid being affected.

With blood red in front of his eyes and a mess on his body, Xie Yan covered his face in extreme pain, knelt on the ground and kept shaking, while chanting words, gnashing his teeth every word: "Yecheng... Xie Mansion..."

"He's going to be possessed by a demon—" The demonic energy was raging all around, and Duan Shui's constant warning made Liu Minghong's right eye twitch, feeling very uneasy.

The monks who were chanting mantras also noticed the unusual aura, and turned their heads one after another. The mantras spit out from their mouths were like endless golden cassocks, tightly entangled the person who was being demonized, and put an end to the turbulent and turbulent demonic energy outside. Get into Xie Yan's body.Wisp after strand of golden light from the Buddhist scriptures lingered around Xie Yan like a breeze blowing on his face, imprisoning him so that he couldn't move a single step.

Seeing that Xie Yan fell into the demon of a family feud, Pu Xin eagerly hoped that Jian Suyu would come quickly, he was hopeless.He was extremely anxious, trying to bring back Xie Yan's sanity: "... Xie Yan?"

As if some gate had been pressed, the restless people suddenly settled down.Just when Pu Xinjiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, He saw a surge of devilish energy, and the powerful force shocked everyone back a few steps.A few monks with relatively low cultivation levels even hit the wall, their internal organs were all damaged, and they couldn't suppress a stream of blood from their mouths.

Now that the Buddhist barrier has been broken, the dark devilish energy seems to have found its place, surging into Xie Yan's body.While the dust was flying, his red-black hair moved slightly. He opened a pair of red eyes, with a dazzling black dragon pattern between his brows, and viciously squeezed out two words: "Revenge, revenge!"

With a movement of Xie Yan's palm, the lifeless, headless body that was on the ground suddenly soared into the air.Already tainted by the magic energy, the crimson and shiny white rainbow twisted and waved in the air, chopping a corpse into bloody pieces of meat, and the bloody air filled the air, making one's hair stand on end.

Liu Minghong used his spiritual power to condense into a protective barrier, and the surrounding devil energy and spiritual power surged, wiping out bursts of lightning on the surface of the barrier.He had already heard that when Xie Yan swept Xuanyin, gods blocked and killed gods and Buddhas, and he couldn't help but be very surprised: "Baihong is not an ordinary spirit sword, otherwise why can he..."

"That's right, Baihong is a fairy sword."

"It's really extraordinary, but how can Xie Yan use the fairy sword after falling into the devil?"

"Because he was originally a half-god and half-demon."

This voice is as cold as water, it doesn't seem to be Pu Xinjiu... Liu Minghong took a closer look, and saw a Taoist in Tsing Yi standing quietly behind them at some point, with a curtain covering his eyes, and a belt tied behind his head hanging down , fluttering with the wind.

Pu Xinjiu felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.Before he could think about it, he saw the person in front of him stretch his hands, strengthening several weak spots on the barrier, and said in a gentle voice, "Since Sanjiang City parted ways, don't come here without any problems."

Before he had time to recount the past, the crazy Xie Yan had already chopped the corpse into a pool of meat paste, and he was about to swallow it in his own mouth.

It's over, it's really crazy... Pu Xinjiu cursed secretly, "It's only natural for the devil to eat human flesh", untied his flute from his waist, and blew lightly for a while, whining.Immediately, many black ghost hands appeared on the ground under Xie Yan's feet, endured the pain of being burned by the temple's Buddha light, firmly grasped Xie Yan's feet, and crawled towards his whole body.

"Get out!" Xie Yan cursed angrily.The white rainbow shines brightly, and the aura of eliminating evil and evil oscillates in all directions.At the same time, another snow-white sword light broke through the flying sand and rocks, and confronted Xie Yan's sword move head-on. The huge fluctuation of spiritual power swept across the four fields regardless of enemy or friend.

Due to the sword light, a long and deep crack was cut on the ground.The enchantment around the body was impacted by the huge magic energy and spiritual power, and the pieces were broken like a mirror.The black air around them blinded their eyes, and the group of them were even affected and sent flying. Only Wen Wu, who had an unfathomable cultivation base, barely stabilized his figure by relying on the fairy sword in his hand.

It's no wonder that when the eldest brother was alive, he privately boasted about his extraordinary talent. The aptitude of half god and half demon is probably not very many in the world... Liu Minghong thought about it, checked the situation of the two juniors beside him, and found that they were all disgraced There was no serious injury, so he let out a sigh of relief.

In the misty dust, an unrestrained moon-white figure stood there for a long time with his clothes fluttering.The scene in front of her eyes seemed to overlap with the year in her memory, and Jian Suyu, who was suffering from internal injuries, was stunned for a moment.After preventing Xie Yan from devouring the flesh and blood, he hung down his night practice, looked at the tip of the Baihong sword that was close at hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the pair of confused red eyes in front of him, and said in a gentle voice, "Xie Yan, yes I."

The fairy sword around his neck trembled, but he didn't advance any further. Xie Yan blinked and stared at him as if he had discovered something interesting.Immediately, he lowered his sword in full view of everyone, stood on tiptoe, skimmed over the snow-white hair, and quickly pecked the man's handsome face: "Mine."

"Well, yours." Jian Suyu nodded without changing her expression.

As soon as Pu Xinjiu was relieved, he saw Wen Wu frowning and looking at him, with a bad tone: "Why didn't you return his soul element back then?"

"Hunyuan?" Pu Xinjiu was startled, then turned his head, "The dragon scale that Yuanqing left for me? It has been kept in Fengdu since Xie Yan left..."

After Xie Yan left the dragon scales to him, he carried Changhong on his back and set foot in the direction of Lingshan, never returning.