Can they win if they fight? Tu Wan and Su Qing don't know, but they can understand that it is as simple as fighting three-headed phoenixes. Long Yuan and countless strong men from Phoenix Palace will soon be drawn out. There will be no way to survive by then.
Run, run!
The area around Longyuan Phoenix Palace was deserted. The Red Phoenix Guards had never encountered such two shameless little bastards in all their years of duty. They were inevitably a little distracted. In the blink of an eye, the two thieves had already escaped far away.
They had an advantage in escaping, but they still couldn't escape. They were phoenixes. No one in this fairy world except the Golden Crow was better at flying than them. After thinking about it, the three-headed red phoenixes were angry and laughing, and their bodies swayed.
He chased after them, and in just three ounces of breath, he caught up to the two dolls ten feet behind them.
Su Qing and Tu Wan were not only unable to outrun others, but also had bad luck. When they were caught up, a formation suddenly flashed out in the void in front of them. Golden and red light circulated in the formation, and two people, one old and one middle, appeared.
, happened to block Tu Wan and Su Qing’s way...
Heaven knows that Yang Po and Killing General Yang Tunzao were delayed for a few days because of General Sheng's visit. After passing through the escape formation, they came to Longyuan and near the Phoenix Palace. They saw two little children running very fast and three phoenixes.
Wings fluttering in pursuit.
Su Qing and Tu Wan each have their own origins, but no matter what their previous lives were, in this life they all took their destiny and opened their lives from Su Jing's body. Fundamentally speaking, they both cannot escape the essence of being Su Jing's original soul.
This connection is very shallow, and ordinary immortals will definitely not be able to detect it, but how could they hide it from the insight of the two golden crows.
Tianzhi Yangpo said "Eh", stretched out his hand to support the two dolls who were jumping over the wall in anxiety, and smiled: "Golden Crow Yuanyuan... Corpse Collector! Don't be afraid of the corpse collector's little kids."
The killer general Yang Tunzao took a step forward and stopped the three red phoenixes: "You also chase after my baby?"
The two big golden crows came so suddenly, and there was no notice in advance. Hongfeng was in hot pursuit and didn't see clearly who was coming. She didn't think about it and just blurted out instinctively: "Get out of here... Hey, brother Zaozi is here!"
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Hongfeng's reaction was not slow. After blurting out three words, she recognized the person. She quickly stopped and transformed into a beautiful girl. Her big eyes blinked, which was quite surprising.
Unexpectedly, these two clowns and monsters are the dolls of the Jinwu family? I didn't see it. What's even more surprising is that something terrible happened outside. Let the two great crows, the killers, come to visit together!
"I'll start. You fight. Fight." Yang Po showed no expression. He put his hands behind his back and took half a step away. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the two little children who were already being supported by Tianzhi Yang Po. He looked at Hongfeng with bright eyes.
The Golden Crow protects the weak. And the Golden Crow is very domineering. It has been this kind of virtue for so many years.
The phoenix is not afraid of the Golden Crow. But it is afraid that fighting with the Golden Crow will cause all of its feathers to fall off... Not to mention the little guard in front of the Phoenix Palace, how can he not be angry with the beautiful girl transformed into a two-headed Golden Crow god general and a three-headed red phoenix?
Heyang swallowed the dates and saluted, stood up, and gathered around him with smiles, reaching out to scratch the backs of the two big golden crows.
Jinwu just did this, and both Yang Po and Yang Tunzao were enjoying it after being scratched on the back and back.
Su Qing, Tu Wan is so smart. After understanding the identity of the visitor, he hurriedly saluted the two big golden crows. Guan Yang Tunzao called him uncle, and Yang Po called him uncle.
Jinwu was blindly superstitious and was very jealous of the corpse collector, but he didn't care about the two 'little Yuanshen babies'. Yangpo said to Tu Wan, Su Qing said with a smile: "What, do you want to see Longyuan Phoenix Palace?"
The two dolls were overjoyed and nodded their heads.
Yang Po motioned for the two dolls to follow him and said to Hongfeng, "Let's go and see the Phoenix Master first."
A spiritual message was sent to Feng Palace, and then three phoenixes surrounded the two divine crow generals and flew towards the colorful phoenix tree. Tu Wan Su Qing followed behind, one against a golden crow, and stretched out her hand to scratch the senior's back.
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When the Phoenix Master heard that General Sha Er was visiting, he immediately got up and went out to greet him. At the same time, he gave an order and the five-colored sycamore sacred tree activated its welcoming magic. In an instant, the sacred tree soared into the sky with brilliance and splendor.
The same moment.
When the sacred tree of the phoenix tree shines brightly, the little holy monk's fruit first turns dark.
For a long time, Guo Xian was shining brightly because of the burning flames rolling around his body, the holy fire of Zen passed down by the Buddha.
Wrapped in this boundless bright and brilliant holy fire, Guo Xian walked into a 'place' that was unimaginable before and incomprehensible now. He kept walking, but in this place he couldn't feel that he was moving forward at all. On the contrary.
Yes, I first felt that I was not walking, but the road was walking him.
Indescribable feeling.
The scenery of this 'place' has three themes: emptiness, life and death.
The scenery does not fall into the eyes, but is directly imprinted in the mind. Countless colors and countless lights are swirling around. They are full of brilliance but not beautiful. These colors... are so empty and so silent that Guo Xian almost forgets that he is still alive.
Occasionally, there will be a roar of thunder from the sky, enlightening him and refreshing him. After the thunder, the sound of wind, rain, and tide will be followed by the rolling of leaves, the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects, until the bustling of people, and the noisy surge of the sound of life.
, those flying and swaying brilliance seemed to melt away, and gradually became regular, with solid lines, and stable colors... Invisible hands controlled in the dark, gradually sketching a beautiful picture, the city,
Fields, mountains and rivers, what a beautiful world.
But good times never last long. It seems that in just a blink of an eye, the bustling sounds change, turning into thunderstorms, roaring flames, fighting on the battlefield, wailing and screaming, howling in pain, the screams of all beasts, landslides, tsunamis, and giant trees.
Broken at the waist... the sound of life turned into a wail of desolation, and finally turned into the sound of wind. The wind passed and returned to silence.
The painting quickly became chaotic, and the beautiful world turned into random lights and random colors, which made Guo dizzy and nauseous.
So back and forth, silence, life, death, Guo Xian is still not sure what he is seeing, but his heart gradually sinks: there is always life, but death and silence are the unchanging eternity!
Life makes people happy, but life is just a 'coincidence'. Coincidences are destroyed again and again...
When a compassionate heart becomes irritable, when the calmness on Guo Xian's face is completely replaced by ferociousness, the holy fire of Buddha's light in him is extinguished.
If the ancestors were in the "leakage"...
A deep sigh comes from the heart of bliss, from the top of the spiritual mountain.
Lingshan has been destroyed by bombing, but the countless rocks and earth rocks that collapsed have piled up a mountain of ruins, so Lingshan is actually still there, but its appearance has changed.
There is a small pergola on the top of Lingshan Mountain. There are such things as pergola everywhere, but there is only one Buddha. He sat under the pergola, and this pergola has a majestic name: Daleiyin Temple.
The Buddha sighed in the Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan: "Guo Xian's fire has been restrained, and he has been lost."
Monk You was also sitting in the pergola. Hearing this, he was stunned, shook his head and blurted out: "Impossible!"
The Buddha's expression was calm: "How is it impossible? How can you be so sure to say 'impossible'?"
What kind of character is Master You? He has a strong back, broad waist and shoulders, a thick body, and a fierce face. After listening to the words of the Buddha, such a fierce monk actually showed a trace of... grievance in his eyes: "Back then, I felt grievances."
The Buddha said to let the fruit go out first, I said he should not get lost anymore, the Buddha said it is impossible... you said it is impossible, I am copying your previous golden words."
"Oh. Don't be anxious." Embarrassment flashed through the Buddha's eyes. He untied the mudra he had pinched during practice and rubbed his palms: "Originally, he was asked to find someone, but the person was not found and lost again.
I got one, this thing caused a scene, you said... Xiaoyou, you..."
"I won't go!" Monk You shook his head firmly.
Let’s go into the loop to find the fruit first, and go find those missing elders of the West. This thing cannot be refused, and Monk You will not refuse it as a person. He is a ‘Buddha who is not a Buddha’, and his loyalty and piety need not be said.
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However, Master You has self-awareness. If you miss it, you need to have an 'immovable mind'. This 'impassionate mind' cannot be acquired through practice. It must be an innate gift. It is possible first, but Master You cannot do it. He does not have it.
If he is not tempted, he will surely fall into the trap. Knowing that there is no return, he would rather stay useful and fight Mo Se in the future.
This is not about being greedy for life and fearing death. It is about being worthy of death.
"Why are you so impatient? I didn't ask you to go, and I wouldn't agree to it even if you wanted to go. I asked you to find your disciple." Buddha said, very strangely, with a hint of flattery in his tone.
"Xiao You?" You Fo Ye stared: "She..."
"She has the gift of not being distracted." Buddha's voice was firm.
"The fruit is there too! It's not lost yet."
"Xiao You's immobility is purer than Xiao Guoxian's. Besides, Guoxian's fire is only temporarily restrained and has not been extinguished. It is inevitable to be lost for a while. As long as he is guided again, he can return to his mind and rekindle the holy fire."
"If Xiaoyou is leaked, he won't be lost too, right?"
"No, can, can." Buddha said these three words softly and one word at a time.
"Last time 'impossible' was valuable, this time 'impossible' is not valuable."
Fo smiled and said: "Anyway, you get Xiaoyou back first, and then I'll take a closer look. Anyway, I won't harm her."
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Xiaoyou was in a mortal world, suddenly sneezed, and then continued to chant sutras. She was halfway through chanting the incense stick. She was not in a temple, not in a famous mountain. She was chasing a vendor selling candied haws in a small town market to chant sutras.
Youxiao Bodhisattva doesn’t believe it anymore. A dignified Immortal Buddha can only ask for alms for less than a bunch of candied haws!
The hawker's face was extremely cold, and he just ignored it even though such a little nun was chanting sutras.
It’s not that the hawkers are cruel, the main reason is that the name of Buddha in this world is not good. In the past, monks in this world preached false Buddhist scriptures, needless to say, they did evil deeds. Nowadays, all the evil monks are gone, but there are very few real monks, and the name of Buddha has not been changed yet.
Come back. Bodhisattva Youxiao came to this mortal world just to revive the Zen family.
Reviving Zen Buddhism and reversing the name of Buddha, starting from this candied haws hawker, Youxiao Bodhisattva will never back down from his first step.
If he doesn't give him sugar-coated haws, the little Bodhisattva can go home with him and chant sutras!
Finally, the vendor still had some devotion to the Buddha. After being in a stalemate for more than half an hour, she finally realized the pure compassion of the little master and gave her a bunch of candied haws.
The little Bodhisattva won a great victory! (To be continued...)