As if he heard Xie Sansheng's words, the demented monk suddenly looked up at Xie Sansheng and laughed.

The harmless smiles of people and animals, and the feeling of peace of mind when listening to people is inexplicably

His eyes seemed to have no focus, but the direction of his gaze should have fallen on Xie Sansheng. He spoke, his voice did not fluctuate, nor did he say: "You are still here..."

Xie Sansheng was puzzled, was he talking to himself?

What I said, then I'll leave?

The dementia monk did not pause, and his head turned slightly, as if he was "looking at" Chen Luo, and his brow was frowned slightly.

"Why are two?"

The demented monk's smile calmed down, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. He raised his head and grabbed his bald head, sat down cross-legged, supported his head with both hands, and began to stare at Chen Luo in a daze.

Chen Luo was confused by the monk's work and looked at Lang Feixian: "Senior Brother..."

Lang Feixian sighed: "Ask him if he likes you, if he wants to let him go, your senior sister is in the room behind him."

"What?" Chen Luo was shocked and looked at the monk's house behind the demented monk, "Has he captured his senior sister?"

"No!" Lang Feixian shook his head, "Xiao Yaoer and I appeared here after we moved the Dharma on the Abbot Island. Xiao Yaoer said that she sensed something in the monk's house and walked in directly with the Mastiff Lingling. When I was about to go in, the monk suddenly appeared and I was not allowed to enter."

"Or why do you think I'm going to fight him?"

Didn’t you think you were wandering? Chen Luo complained in his heart.

"Don't worry too much. As long as the Buddha is not coming, Xiao Yao'er will not be in danger of life." Lang Feixian said, and the topic changed, "Where have you been?"

Hearing that Senior Sister Six was not in danger, Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly told him about the shadow of Mount Sumeru. When he encountered the fake thunder sound and the evil Buddha in the heart, Lang Feixian had a serious expression. After Chen Luo finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Xie Sansheng.

"Lang thanks Mr. for his kindness for taking care of me. If you have any needs in the future, you can write to the bamboo forest. I have received this love from the bamboo forest!"

Xie Sansheng quickly returned the court and said, "You are welcome, Brother Chen is helping me, let's talk about it..." Just as Xie Sansheng said, the demented monk suddenly burst into laughter again.

"I understand, it's two people, two people!" He stood up, looked at Chen Luo, raised his leg, and suddenly appeared one foot in front of Chen Luo.

No, it should be said that Chen Luo suddenly stood ten feet before the demented monk.

Chen Luo has seen countless teleportation techniques like this, but it is nothing more than the sudden change of the position of a person in space, just like a person in front of you, and then suddenly appears directly in the distance.

But the monk's magic gives people a different feeling. He seems to be just raising his legs, and he does not move at all, but the world is moving.

The whole world is teleporting.

When he fell down his legs, he stood in the space where he wanted to stand.

Lang Feixian subconsciously blocked Chen Luo's face, but the demented monk didn't care, but just looked at Chen Luo seriously: "Two people."

"There are two people on you!"

Seeing that the monk was speechless and seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't say it, Chen Luo stood up from behind Lang Feixian, folded his hands together, and asked, "Master, why are there two people on me?"

"Why don't you know?" the demented monk murmured, "One is a boy, who has not grown up yet, holding a sword taller than himself. The other has grown up, it is empty, but...but..."

Speaking of this, the dementia monk seemed to not know how to express it, and then he grabbed his head anxiously.

Chen Luo was stunned by the dementia monk. What is this for? Are you scaring people?

However, the dementia monk quickly raised his hand and pointed at Lang Feixian: "You gave that sword!"

Chen Luo's head suddenly "buzzed", and he and Lang Feixian looked at each other, and they finally knew what the monk was talking about.

What he is talking about is not people, but the great way!

That young man who has not grown up is Chen Luo’s martial arts! That sword that is taller than him is Lang Feixian’s poetic swordsmanship!

As for that empty person, it is the illusory Buddhist path condensed by the Tripitaka Sutra!

Thinking about what he said before Xie Sansheng, the saying "You are still here" is not about Xie Sansheng, but about the hidden Buddhist path in Xie Sansheng!

This monk, with a pig's face, his heart was loud. His dumb eyes were clearly a pair of wisdom eyes that could break the delusion, only seeing the great way but not seeing people.

But he didn't know what happened, which made the monk become stupid and stupid, so he saw Chen Luo's new Buddhist path and didn't know how to say it.

After thinking through this section, Chen Luo had a clear idea. The demented monk was created by the powerful ancient Buddhist sect, and naturally inherited the principles of ancient Buddhism. Chen Luo was enlightened by Zen, and the principles of Chen Luo must be different, but he also inherited the great foundation of compassion and universal salvation, which made him fall into confusion and madness.

Chen Luo stood up and entrusted the eleven rituals to the monk Dementia: "If you do not establish words, you will be taught separately from the teachings; if you point directly to the heart of the people, you will see the nature and become a Buddha."

The demented monk was still thinking about it, but in Xie Sansheng's ears, he was like sixteen thunders ringing. He looked at Chen Luo, his heart was like the sea churning, and there was only one problem in his heart.

Is it still too late to betroth Li Bajiu to Brother Chen now?

"When Fa comes again, there will always be a new look." The demented monk suddenly said this, and then, he looked at Chen Luo, and his eyes suddenly seemed much clearer.

"You're here..." he said.

It’s like someone who has been waiting for a long time finally sees the figure they have always wanted to see, and says softly, “You are here” and not mention how hard it was in the past;

It was like an empty shop that had been stuck in for a long time. Finally, a customer came in. He wanted to keep the other party behind, but opened his mouth but could only say "You are here" and not mention how happy you are at this time;

It’s like you’ve survived the long winter and saw the first green blossom breaking out from the ground, as if the spring scenery is already coming towards you. You smile and say “You’re here”, not mentioning how much you expect from the future;

With a simple sentence "You are here", the ruins actually echoed, as if 128,000 Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were smiling at Chen Luo, and said softly, "You are here"...

Chen Luo also smiled faintly and saluted the demented monk: "I'm here."

As soon as the words came, it seemed as if sighs of disappointment sounded, not the sigh of disappointment, but the big stone in my heart, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The waiting for the Dharma-Ending End has been too long.

Now it’s just a little light, what’s the matter? Sooner or later, shines on the vast world!

Now it’s just a soul, what’s the matter? Sooner or later, it’s all over the world!

It's good to come.

The demented monk turned sideways and reached out to point at the monk's house: Please!

Chen Luo's purpose was to go into the house and find his senior sister. He immediately bowed again and walked towards the monk's house.

After a few steps, I stood in front of the monk's house.

An ordinary stone house, but it is hard to imagine that the magnificent golden building of the main hall had collapsed. Apart from the relic tower, only this small house is still left.

He reached out and pushed open the door. Chen Luo's eyes went dark. It was not that he was blocked by something, but that the room was just black, but that the sound of tides could be heard in his ears.

"Senior sister..." Chen Luo shouted, but no one answered.

Chen Luo hurriedly walked into the stone house, Xie Sansheng followed closely behind, but when Lang Feixian was about to follow in, a hand suddenly hit on his shoulder, which was the hand of the demented monk.

"Donor, you can't go in!" The dementia monk was not demented and issued a ban on Lang Feixian.

Lang Feixian didn't care about so much, just one step away, so he was full of righteousness and was about to break through. Suddenly, a stronger true intention of reincarnation came, directly interrupting Lang Feixian's aura. Then a huge force came, throwing Lang Feixian out.

Lang Feixian turned over in the air and landed on the ground, looking at the demented monk: "Aren't all beings equal? ​​Why don't you let me in?"

The dementia monk united: "It seems... remember... it's so prescribed!"

Lang Feixian was almost angry. With a wave of his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand: "Monkey Jingwen, just now, I exaggerated your combat power in front of my junior brother to protect my own face."

"Now, if you don't get out of the way, we will play another game. It's not certain who wins and who loses?"

The demented monk looked at Lang Feixian, and his eyes that had just become clear and quickly became dull and lost focus.

"Nanwu..." The demented monk suddenly stopped and murmured, "What's going on in Nanwu... I forgot..."

Lang Feixian frowned, and a bright moon shadow rose behind him, and he was about to attack. The demented monk suddenly looked up: "I remembered..."

"The Buddha said, the heart of Confucianism."

"Don't give good things to the Confucians."

"I remembered it, Namo Amitabha!"

Lang Feixian was stunned. Your dignified Buddha has all been destroyed, and he still left such a last word? With this skill, wouldn’t it be better to say a few more great principles?

What happened to you when the Confucian sage was the most saint? It was normal for the quarrel, so that the Buddha could only say that everything was empty and he was powerless to refute?

Lang Feixian inserted his sword to the ground and sat down angrily.

This lotus was wronged for the first time because of its origin!

...

On the other side, Chen Luo and Xie Sansheng walked into the stone house. The giant gate of the stone house suddenly suddenly became monk. Almost at the same time, the room became brighter.

This is a standard living room with a large space, similar to the main hall of an ordinary family.

The house was empty and clear at a glance. There was only one bowl placed on the ground. There was water inside the bowl and a large stone in the water.

Yun Siyao and Mastiff Lingling were not seen.

Xie Sansheng glanced at the stone house and saw that the walls of the stone house were dissatisfied with charcoal marks, one after another, as if a naughty child was smearing them casually. However, Xie Sansheng reached out to touch a charcoal mark, and suddenly a low voice appeared in his mind, as if he was reciting some scripture.

No need to guess, great Confucian scholars can incorporate feelings into calligraphy, and monks can also put their insights into the charcoal marks that fall casually.

The owner of this stone house may have inspired the powerful man who was a demented monk outside, and he would smear it at will, making a stone house full of Buddhist consciousness.

Perhaps it was this feeling of Buddhist meaning that this stone house did not collapse like those relic towers that worship relics.

Listening to Xie Sansheng's judgment, Chen Luo nodded slightly, but was not too concerned.

No matter what the house is, the owner has finally been destroyed. What is his concern about?
Chapter completed!