~~~The Qing River at night is particularly quiet, and the willow branches on the shore emit new buds, as if the sound of rupture of the cocoon and retracting the pupa.

The cold breeze blew across the river, the river water slapped the shore, and the rustling sound echoed in the night sky, looking particularly lonely, like those two down-and-out and bleak people.

The ship that was seeing off turned around and the boatman had a kind but never enjoyable smile on his face, as if he was ridiculing something.

"Ignorance and foolishness!" said the Taoist priest in a whimpering voice.

The monk glanced at the Qingzhou that disappeared from the river, and his firm face became solemn and pity. He turned around and sighed and said, "The world is blessed to not knowing, so why bother Taoists care about it?"

"I'm not calculating, I'm just feeling."

The Taoist priest said, "Senior brother thinks, what should we do about this?"

He took out a piece of white and clean brocade, and carefully wrapped his nose and face, leaving only an empty mouth and two angry eyes, and said seriously: "This boy is cruel and decisive, sinister and cunning. If he is allowed to grow, he will be a great trouble in the world."

The monk's expression was a little bit lacking, and he responded: "We have limited cultivation and have been intervened by the teacher. We cannot determine his identity yet. Now we can only repay the truth and then decide."

The Taoist snorted and said, "The distance is far and the time is incalculable; and the sect is concerned about the Taoist ancestral court, and it is still unknown how to make a decision. This time, the attack on the snake is afraid of variables."

The monk said, "The Taoist's intention is..."

The Taoist priest did not answer his words directly." Jun said in an angry voice: "Compared with other people, tenth of them!"

The monk smiled helplessly and said, "Even so, he hid in the Taoist temple, what can we do?"

The Taoist priest said: "The Taoist cemetery will not close the door before the opening of the mountain, and there is still a way to imagine."

The monk was silent for a long time before saying, "Please give a famous saying to fellow Taoists."

A sharp look flashed in the Taoist eyes and said, "You can move the Demon-killing Guard and enter the Ziyun again."

The monk did not show much surprise and pondered, "I am not sure, if I make a mistake..."

The Taoist priest said sternly: "For the sake of the world, I would rather make mistakes than regret!"

Seeing the monk hesitating, the Taoist priest said again: "You and I have long been determined to sacrifice ourselves to serve the heavenly way. If the senior brother cannot stop the thoughts of the world, I will go there alone. But please leave the Zen seal. If there is any involvement in the future, I will take it with all my strength."

The monk fell into silence again, and after a long time, he said: "Miss Shangguan is not here, and it is probably difficult to mobilize the Demon-killing Guards just by virtue of your and my seal."

"Don't worry, senior brother, the descendants of ancient families are not strong, I am responsible for supervision and have the right to ban it. As long as senior brother helps me, I will succeed."

The Taoist priest smiled slightly, accidentally touched the wound on his face, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned, showing a bit of hideousness.

"Since we fail, we always have to explain to the Shangfeng. The descendants of ancient families do not leave the Taoist temple and clearly and deliberately maintain it. Perhaps they have colluded with it, but it is unknown."

As he spoke, the Taoist priest's eyes were very meaningful. The monk looked down at the blood stains on his chest and frowned without saying a word.

The Taoist priest said, "I know that my senior brother is firm in Zen, is righteous, and is not afraid of the suffering of facing the wall for a hundred years. But now you and I are all people, how can we be kind to women? In the previous battle, my senior brother witnessed it with his own eyes that Xiao Shisanlang deliberately kept his hands, so how could he do it? "

After hearing this, the monk finally stopped silent and sighed and said, "What the fellow Taoist said is that I was moved by the heart of dust for a moment, and it was absurd."

"Sin is sin, absurdity is fault, sin has faults, and the Zen mind is unstable."

The monk recited a few words silently, took out a small seal from his arms, handed it to the Taoist priest and said, "I should report this matter truthfully. I hope the fellow Taoist will not blame him."

The Taoist priest looked solemn and kept his expression indifferently, and praised him, "Senior brother, how can he blame him?"

After taking the seal talisman and put it away, the Taoist priest bowed and said, "I will rush to Lingnan now. It is closest to Ziyun, so it is convenient to mobilize people. What are the plans for senior brother now? Can you go with me?"

The monk returned the gift and shook his head, and Zhuang Mu said, "I am unstable in Zen. I should return to the pagoda to strictly control myself and reshape the Buddha's heart. For Xiao Shisanlang, I would like to ask fellow Taoists."

The Taoist priest had expected his answer and said, "That's right, senior brother, take care of it."

"Fellow Taoists must also take care of them."

The monk agreed, bid farewell to the Taoist priest, and went his separate ways.

The Journey Stream is a very unique place. The mountain walls on both sides stand thousands of feet high, but there are arched giant rocks at the top. One end is slightly raised, and it looks like a leaping horse.

According to rumors, it was transformed by a Tianma trying to escape. It was chased by an angry immortal. It stretched out its fingers outside the sky and freezes the Tianma that was singing over the two peaks. After that, it could only look at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and could not move, hoping to regain freedom in its dreams.

Master Leran passed by here and looked up at the unparalleled but angry but unwilling look of the heavenly horse, and his Zen heart moved slightly.

His injuries were actually quite serious. He felt severe pain from his chest and there was an inexplicable breath in his body that kept moving, which was in conflict with his Buddha nature and it was difficult to integrate with each other.

The master was in trouble with internal and external affairs, so he didn't want to increase the burden due to flight, so he walked slowly and was very leisurely.

When he passed by the center of the Majian, Master Leran suddenly stopped, his expression was calm and compassionate, and sighed and said, "Since the donor has become a demon, why not show up and talk?"

At the corner, Shisanlang's figure appeared floating, his eyes calmly looked at Daran, and said, "Do you know I'll come?"

Master Leran nodded and replied, "I don't know, but the Buddha nature in the donor's body has not been eliminated, so I know it."

Shisanlang smiled at him and said, "I just said that I have become a demon, but now I say that I have Buddha nature. Could it be that you Buddhists and demons are relatives and are very familiar with each other."

Master Leran said in a stern manner: "Becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon is all about the donor's thoughts. The donor..."

"Let me guess."

Shisanlang waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "If I let you go, I will become a Buddha; on the contrary, if I kill you, I will definitely become a demon and will never be liberated again, right?"

Master Leran sighed and said, "The donor has great wisdom, so there is no need to think of me as a monk."

Shisanlang looked at him with fun, as if he wanted to confirm something from his expression; Master Mingran looked solemn and was not moved at all.

After a long time, Leran's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he looked up and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Shisanlang Haoqing asked back, "What are you thinking about?"

The master solemnly said: "How can we not make a choice without making a choice right or wrong, good or evil?"

Shisanlang looked at him quietly without giving a response.

The master's brows drooped slightly, and the Buddha's voice gradually arose, saying, "The donor's heart is wandering, his mind is confused. Why not look back and look at the empty mountain!"

The rumbling sounded on the cliffs on both sides, and came back to echo, and the rocks fell, as if they were about to come back to life.

"It's interesting."

Shisanlang finally spoke, exclaimed and said, "The monk is a monk after all, and he is indeed outstanding."

Master Leran's hanging eyebrows slowly raised, not knowing what they meant.

"You knew I would chase after me, so you deliberately handed over the Zen Seal and walked slowly and didn't rush to the road at all."

Master Leran's expression changed slightly.

Shisanro smiled and said, "You can indeed sense me, so you have to find a way to get rid of it before you deliberately create an illusion. According to your estimate, I should chase Konoha first and then take care of you."

"Your injuries are not as severe as you can. If the Taoist priest fights me first, it will be beneficial to you no matter what the result is."

Mingran's eyes gradually dimmed, and he said mockingly: "The donor is thinking too much. If it is true as the donor said, I can join forces with fellow Taoist Mu, and the chances of victory are expected."

Shisanro shook his head, his calm expression did not change at all, and he said lightly: "Stop pretending, you know who Konoha is, and you know what he will do if you are together. If you are together, Konoha will not fight my life, and you will be under greater pressure."

"Your heart is already scared and your courage is cold. You dare not meet me again. When the formation was broken before, you knew that things were not done. You even deliberately shouted "Chasing" you want to act fearlessly. I hope I will be afraid of it and will not act at you."

"What a pity! You're pretending to be too big!"

With a sarcasm on his face, he said, "No blocking, chasing a student in Ziyun City on the street. Who do you think you are? The old monster of the God Transformation?"

Mingran had no way to speak, only silence.

"You need time to escape, and even more so you need time to adjust, so you make all kinds of illusions. And "If I expected it is right, you have the means to get out of trouble not far from here, but you sensed that I have been close to you, for fear that it would not be too late, so you took the excuse to separate from Konoha."

"Koha is just for revenge, but you are for your life."

After a breath of breath, Shisanro continued, "When Konoha made a suggestion, you pretended to be forced to act, and said that you could not go into seclusion, but actually did it on purpose."

"You know I can hear it, but I don't know why I can hear it; so you said it on purpose, making me feel that you are disheartened and it is no longer a problem."

"You are too scared, so you're dying, so you try your best to let Konoha be a scapegoat and win a glimmer of hope for you."

The cold voice tells a simple fact, and Shisanlang mocked: "Now you are a wild dog with a lame leg, with your teeth and claws trying to dress up like a lion, but you can't hide the dog's tail."

He raised his hand and pointed to the face that gradually changed color. Shisanlang was not moved at all and said seriously: "I look down on you."

The mean, vicious and cold words kept cutting in the clear heart like a sharp knife. The master was silent for a long time and found that he could not find a reason to refute. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "Can the donor tell me what method he used to see everything in person?"

"I won't tell you."

Shisanlang acted like a naughty boy and said sneeringly: "I just want you to be anxious, so that you can't find the cause and effect, and that you can't figure out the details."

"Do you think I'm very shameless, despicable, and unkind?"

Shisanlang's expression was extremely happy and he said without any worry: "Master, I'm here to kill you, so as long as there is a way to weaken your strength, I will do it."

After hearing these vicious and decisive words, Mingran had no illusion and no longer had the ** to listen. He was worried that if he continued like this, he would be afraid that he would even lose his last courage and could not resist at all.

He was full of golden light and raised his palm and said, "Since that's the case, please take action!"

"Idiot, I've taken action long ago!"

The shadows were everywhere in the sky, Shisanlang rubbed his body and shouted loudly: "It's just a move. I don't understand this. You said how stupid you are!"

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