In less than half an hour, Fahai returned on his five cents, and his speed of searching was as fast as that of the imperial army in his previous life.
"Hey, what a pity! If the Buddha Kingdom in my palm could go one step further and cultivate to the point of nourishing heartless things, I would uproot them..."
Seeing Fa Hai's unfinished expression, the two women couldn't help but be speechless, but one was complaining and the other was appreciative.
"Senior brother, as a practitioner, the first thing to do is to abstain from greed..."
"Fa Hai, you have the nature of killing everyone and eradicating the roots. It is really unworthy of you not to join our divine religion!"
When Fahai heard this, he just smiled without blushing and changed the topic, "Let's go. After staying in Chunyang Wonderland for so long, this poor monk really misses the outside world, his master, his wife, and his junior brother.
Already."
Fahai's words couldn't help but arouse the homesickness of the two girls. However, for some reason, although they didn't like the life in Chunyang Wonderland, when they were about to escape from the trap, they felt a little more nostalgic and reluctant to leave.
In the past few dozen days, the three of them have experienced so much. It can even be said that without all the things in the Pure Yang Wonderland, it would be impossible for them, one good and one evil, one monk and one secular, to finally come together regardless of worldly views.
Now that he is out of trouble, Fa Hai must return to the mountain and return to the Zen forest, Murong Bingyan must also return to the south of the Yangtze River to practice hard in isolation, and Jun Xiyue must return to the Demon Sect of the Western Regions. From then on, the three of them are separated from each other and belong to the good and evil camps.
We are different in Buddhism, but we don’t know when we will be reunited by fate.
The two girls have become accustomed to living with Fahai and even sleeping together. They believe that their feelings for Fahai can withstand the test of time. The key is whether Fahai's feelings for them can withstand the test of time?
Looking at Fahai, who always looked free and easy and calm, the two girls had no confidence at all. They knew Fahai too well, but the deeper they got to know him, the more they found that they could not truly understand him. His heart was like a
An eternal mystery.
"Why are you always looking at this poor monk?"
"I don't trust you!"
"What's wrong?" Seeing the two women looking serious, Fahai was suddenly confused.
"Fahai, you have taken advantage of our sisters this time. How will we get married in the future? Now that we are about to part ways, you, a man, don't want to say anything to us?"
"What did you say? Don't worry, this poor monk will definitely protect you like a jade after he returns to the mountain..."
"Stop talking about those lies, we don't understand you yet? As monks, we don't need any oaths of love, we just want a promise." After Jun Xiyue and Murong Bingyan exchanged a look, they looked at Fahai closely, and
Word by word.
"Woman!" Fa Hai was speechless for a while. No matter in the past life or in this life, women always take these illusory things very seriously.
In this case, let's be more romantic.
Fa Hai sighed and accidentally glanced at the smooth stone wall by the lake. He suddenly had an idea and said with a carefree smile, "Junior sister, little witch, the three of us are able to come together thanks to the gift of this Pure Yang Wonderland. Now, we are about to return to the Pure Yang Wonderland.
In this world, it may be difficult to come back here again in this life. Before leaving, I have to leave some traces here, so that we can meet and know each other in vain."
After that, he ignored the two girls, walked straight to the stone wall, jumped up, pointed like a sword, and swung his hair vertically and horizontally between the stone walls, causing stone chips to fly for a while.
Under the piercing gazes of the two women, Fahai's figure floated to the ground, and several rows of large characters like silver hooks and iron paintings appeared on the stone wall.
"I once ruined my previous life because of my passion, but now I don't want to leave Qingcheng. It's hard to find a way to have both in this world. I'd rather lose to the Tathagata... than to lose you!"
The two women recited it softly, word by word, until they read the last sentence. In an instant, they seemed to have been touched by the most sensitive part of their hearts, their eyes became warm, and when they looked at the sea again, they were full of tenderness.
I would rather fail the Tathagata than let you down. This sentence made Fa Hai's intention very clear. Even if he returns to Dalin, he would rather lose his future in Buddhism than let them down.
To be honest, they didn't believe it. They were moved by a little romance. Fahai sighed again, "Women! As everyone knows, the passion in this poem should be an affair. And who in Dalin Temple has really believed in Tathagata?"
Fahai shook his head, waved his fingers again, and added a row of small Chinese characters at the end of the plagiarized and slightly altered poem.
"Dalin Fahai..." Jun Xiyue and Murong Bingyan continued to read softly, "Come here??"
…
The three of them soared into the sky on the Wumao and flew straight into the portal that shone brightly in the sky.
When the three of them opened their eyes from the dazzling light, they were already in a clear sky. The stars were bright and bright above. If you could climb them, there were vast clouds and mist below. Peaks rose and fell, and mountains of different sizes were like galloping horses.
Go backward from their feet.
Wearing on the back of Wu Mao, traveling through the clouds and guarding against the wind, we reach the lower world. Wherever we pass, we are surrounded by mountains and rivers. We have returned to the Luliang Mountains, the boundary of the Song Dynasty. As for the familiar Chunyang Wonderland, we have long since disappeared, as if it had never existed.
More than average.
Wu Mao, who had been trapped in the Pure Yang Wonderland all his life, finally found a sky where he could fly freely. He immediately let out joy and carried the three of them through the cotton-like clouds, facing the opposite wind, crossing the sky.
Flying over the joy.
The three of them were standing in the sky, watching the dense clouds around them being broken by colorful wings one after another. They slowly became dense, rolled and flew into the air, forming clumps and flakes, as if they could be caught easily.
Fahai had never experienced this feeling of flying into the sky thousands of feet high without any protection in his whole life. With his previous cultivation level, he could only lift a few hundred feet off the ground with a single thought of the Flying Technique. At this moment, he saw
Clouds were passing by, and I couldn't help but feel interested. I stretched out my hand to grab the clouds, and suddenly I felt that my hand was light and cold. I opened my palm, and there seemed to be traces of it, but in the blink of an eye it disappeared again, leaving only a little bit of coldness.
Moisturize, raise your head to face the wind, suddenly feel that God and heaven are united, and your mind is broad.
This feeling of flying in the sky and traveling in the underworld is so exciting. No wonder the fairy bird is a symbol of status in the world of cultivation, and the supreme leader of the ordinary sect is not qualified to enjoy it. Fa Hai couldn't help but think of the Buddha in the palm of his hand.
If a thunder dragon can be refined into an external incarnation in the future and ride a real dragon to play in the dark world, wouldn't it be even more majestic than it is now?
Just as he was fascinated by his thoughts, he suddenly felt his mind shaken. There seemed to be a violent thought breaking through the wall in the sea of consciousness, shooting directly into the sky through the center of his eyebrows, and the endless spiritual power of heaven and earth was affected by this thought, and surged and gathered crazily.
.
Fahai suddenly felt alarmed and suddenly shouted, "Five cents, find a place to land quickly!"
Wu Mao received Fahai's order and quickly folded his wings, falling quickly like a projectile out of his hand.
After leaving the pure Yang fairyland, the two girls have recovered all their skills and are in an even better mood at this moment. They sandwiched Fa Hai in the middle. They looked up into the distance and saw a clear sky with endless blue. The city walls, mountains and rivers were all in front of their eyes.
They were leisurely enjoying this rare and beautiful time, but were suddenly turned off by Fa Hai's loud shout. They couldn't help but stare at Fa Hai angrily.
It didn't matter what he saw, he suddenly discovered that Fa Hai was surrounded by light, and a flame was rising on his forehead, as if he was about to escape from his body anytime and anywhere. He couldn't help but look up to the sky, and suddenly exclaimed.