The purple phoenix bird and the golden Buddha beads are in a stalemate.
Fireworks all over the sky and golden swastikas constantly clashed in the void.
Yin Ziluo standing on the phoenix bird and the Buddha Nebula standing under the Buddha beads look at each other from a distance.
The former has a cold gaze, while the latter has a calm expression.
In the mist, this huge battle scene was like black and white shadows falling in the eyes of the two figures.
Fozi Nebula glanced curiously at the black and white figure that was exactly the same as him at arm's length.
That figure was no different from his own. He had a Buddhist bead on his head and chanted scriptures in his mouth. His expression and posture were very agile and natural.
But he knew that the Buddha Nebula fighting outside the fog at this moment was just a shadow of himself.
The real self is actually in this foggy shadow, and what is outside is just a fragmentary shadow.
After a few glances, Fozi Nebula turned his gaze to the opposite side of him, where a figure stood.
It is Yin Ziluo, the demon saint.
Next to her, there is also a black and white shadow that is exactly the same as her.
The difference is that Yin Ziluo in the mist does not have the noble-looking, yet ferocious purple phoenix bird at her feet.
"This is my innate bloodline, Zi Xinyan's state of mind."
The Yin family's Purple Heart Flame is very strange. This so-called state of mind is the uniqueness of this Purple Heart Flame.
It’s just that not many demons know about this.
The state of mind is controlled by the owner of the state of mind, and the state of mind arises according to the state of mind. In the state of mind where Zi Xinyan was born, the owner of the state of mind has absolute control.
Most of the time, what was pulled into Yin's state of mind was a near-death situation.
Very few demons can escape from Zi Xinyan's state of mind alive.
Naturally, few people know this secret.
But Yin Ziluo informed Fozi Nebula openly.
The Yin Ziluo in her state of mind was not like the Yin Ziluo on top of the phoenix bird outside, whose face was covered with frost. Instead, she was smiling.
Fozi Xingyun's expression was still calm, but when he looked at Yin Ziluo, he laughed, "Long time no see, Miss Ziluo."
Hearing the sound of strings and knowing the elegant meaning, these two people have obviously known each other for a long time.
One is a Buddhist disciple and the other is a demon saint, they are old acquaintances.
Yin Ziluo's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Fozi Xingyun's handsome face and the white teeth that showed when she smiled.
Speaking of which, it was because of this face that I was attracted to it.
When they met at the beginning of the year, she only thought he was a Buddhist disciple, and he also thought she was a demon noblewoman.
Who would have expected that one of them is a Buddhist disciple and the other is a demonic saint.
"It's been a long time since we've seen each other, but I didn't expect that old friends would meet again under such circumstances."
Yin Ziluo laughed softly, the purple meaning in her eyes flowing, revealing an indescribable enchantment.
This smile is different from the past, but it is full of charm.
Buddha Zi Xingyun smiled purely and his eyes were clear, "Amitabha, meeting is fate, and fighting is also cause and effect."
Buddha and demon are inherently incompatible, and the cause and effect were determined tens of millions of years ago.
One of them is a son of Buddha and the other a saint, but they are just a son of Buddha and a saint.
This cause and effect has lasted for tens of millions of years, and they still don't have the ability to unravel it.
Yin Ziluo lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand to look at her slender fingers, and raised her lips in a smile.
"I won't let you pass this Longwang Pass."
"The young monk will pass this Longwang Pass."
One Buddha, one demon, one word.
Not like a conversation, but better than a conversation.
The next moment, the fog surged in his mind, and the surrounding situation suddenly changed. The majestic city wall outside Longwang Pass disappeared, and the black and white battle scene also disappeared.
What appeared instead was a deep underground cave, with endless dark red magma rolling under the ground.
At the foot of Fozi Nebula is a crumbling stone.
Looking up, Yin Ziluo's figure opposite also disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, countless demonic shadows surged out of the stone wall cave that was densely packed like an ant nest.
Pairs of scarlet eyes stared at the Fozi Nebula like red lanterns, and then, like ferocious beasts that had seen the smell of blood, demonic shadows swarmed towards the snow-white figure crazily.
The overwhelming demonic shadow drowned the snow-white figure, and the shrill and hoarse roar resounded throughout the entire underground cave.
Above the deep cave, Yin Ziluo looked at the situation below indifferently, her figure motionless.
Zi Xinyan's state of mind is somewhere between reality and reality. Strictly speaking, she just pulls the other person's mind into her state of mind.
Hardly real.
But if one is injured or dies in the state of mind, the body will also be injured or die.
This is true.
It was also because of the invulnerability of this mind-stealing method and the strangeness of the methods that the Yin family's innate bloodline was able to acquire the word "heart".
And he can still sit firmly in the supreme position of the demon clan.
The demonic shadows in the entire deep cave are not weak in strength. They appear continuously and rush towards the Buddha Nebula without fear of life or death.
Even though Buddha Zi Xingyun's Dharma is profound and he naturally restrains the demons, he is not invincible.
Under such an offensive, the golden light that remained everlasting in the infinite shadow gradually began to waver as time passed.
The golden light also began to have shadows.
The Fozi Nebula can no longer hold on for long.
There is no day or night in the state of mind, only endless depth.
I don't know how much time passed, but the golden light that had been standing in the deep cave finally dimmed.
Finally it broke suddenly.
The undercurrent of demonic shadows that kept coming one after another paused for a moment, and then they rushed towards the snow-white figure sitting cross-legged like a madman.
The ear-piercing roar resounded throughout the deep cave, followed closely by the terrifying sounds of flesh and blood tearing.
When countless demonic figures disappeared like dream bubbles, in the dark cave, on the crumbling cliff stone, only a flawless skeleton glowing with golden light was left.
The snow-white cassock he wore was in tatters and dull, and he no longer had the unstained fineness before, and was out of the world.
Yin Ziluo walked down from the top of the cave step by step, and a little purple fireworks bloomed under her feet.
She came to this snow-white skeleton with an expression of indifference.
Her purple eyes stared unblinkingly at the flawless skeleton glowing with golden light, and she remained silent for a long time.
Finally, the corners of Yin Ziluo's mouth raised slightly, as if she was smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes, "I didn't expect that seeing each other again would also mean passing away."
"You Buddhists always talk about the reincarnation of cause and effect, and that all living beings suffer. You have to save others and save yourself."
"Since all living beings suffer, why don't we, the demon clan, suffer?"
"Since all living beings are equal, why can we help others and ourselves but not demons?"
"Xingyun, if you can't cross me, I'll cross you."
"It can be regarded as the end of the fate between you and me."
After saying that, Yin Ziluo suddenly laughed, her laughter was clear and sweet, and then she suddenly looked at the snow-white skeleton in front of her.
"What do you think? Nebula."
No, the Buddhist saint is happy to write about it. The female goose has not shown up for a long time, so she needs to sneak out to increase her presence.
