"Amitabha!"
"All conditioned phenomena are like the bubbles of a dream. They are like dew or lightning, and have no real appearance."
"Everything that is true is false."
Clear and clear voices sounded from all directions in the cave.
It is the voice of the Buddha Nebula.
The next moment, I saw the snow-white skeleton, like a dead tree blooming in spring, with new shoots sprouting, flesh and blood suddenly growing, and the broken cassock quietly repaired.
After a while, the snow-white skeleton disappeared, and what appeared instead was Buddha Nebula, who was wearing a snow-white cassock, had a handsome face, and a calm and indifferent expression.
It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion.
Yin Ziluo stood in front of Fozi Nebula, looking at the situation in front of her without any surprise.
Although the state of mind has isolated Fozi Xingyun's magic weapon, Fozi Nebula cannot use the twelve-level Dharma Protector Golden Lotus, nor can he use other Buddhist magic weapons.
But as a Buddhist, Yin Ziluo never thought that he would be killed by her so easily.
as expected.
"One flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata, one thought and one universe."
"The girl's state of mind is indeed extraordinary. It's a pity that my heart is majestic and immovable like a mountain."
"Then everything is false!"
After saying this, Buddha Zi Xingyun suddenly opened his eyes wide, and there seemed to be a Buddha sitting cross-legged in his eyes, with golden light bursting out.
When he chants sutras in his mouth, things around him seem to follow his words.
Infinite golden light penetrated this dark cave.
Everything in the deep cave, whether it is the rolling magma under the feet, the demonic shadow above the head that blocks the sky, or Yin Ziluo standing in front of her.
They are all like dreamy bubbles, dissipating into pieces of mist in the blink of an eye, just like a picture that has been wiped away, and the color has faded in an instant.
The next moment, a shattering sound seemed to resound in the void.
Longwang is closed.
As they moved up and down, the two figures facing each other east and west were suddenly shocked.
The purple phoenix bird, which raised its head and howled, let out a cry, and its body suddenly shattered, turning into countless purple flames and scattering.
Yin Ziluo, who was standing on Huangniao's back, suddenly turned pale. She groaned, blood dripping down her white chin, and her figure swayed in the air, then stabilized again.
He looked down coldly.
I saw Fozi Nebula standing under the Buddha beads, whose complexion also turned slightly paler. His body swayed slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
The golden light in his eyes flashed away, and the golden light of the Buddha beads above his head also dimmed slightly, and then fell into Fozi Nebula's wrist.
One Buddha and one demon looked at each other in silence for a while.
"Amitabha, the Buddha helps those who are destined to be blessed."
Fozi Xingyun's voice sounded faintly, and his eyes fell on Yin Ziluo, with a calm and serious expression.
Yin Ziluo remained silent, looking at Fozi Xingyun intently for a moment, and then smiled softly.
"I said, you can't pass Longwang Pass today."
"Array up!"
The next moment.
In front of Longwang Pass, countless formation patterns lit up, and major formations were formed one after another.
And Fozi Nebula was standing in the center of the formation, surrounded by countless formations.
As early as the beginning of Fozi Nebula's westward journey, Yin Ziluo mobilized the formation masters just for this moment.
When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.
Facing Buddhist disciples, she would naturally not take them lightly.
If you can win, you are superior.
If it is not possible, there should be a solution.
The next best option is this formation.
Maybe you can't kill it, but you can trap it.
The promise made by the Buddha and the Demon to the West never said that he could not be trapped and killed by formations.
Yin Ziluo flew back to Longwang Pass, looking down into the depths of the formation with complicated eyes.
Is there anyone destined for Fodu?
His eyes slowly closed and then opened again, his eyes were calm.
…
"If the saint takes action, it is naturally impossible for the Buddhist disciples to break through Longwang Pass!"
"No, I heard that the Buddha was killed directly by our saint at the Longwang Pass!"
"No, why did I hear that the saint was injured?"
"You all don't know! I heard that the saint had a fight with the Buddhist disciple and trapped the Buddhist disciple in Longwang Pass!"
"Who did you listen to?"
"Of course that's what my cousin's sister's cousin's uncle's brother-in-law said! He lives in Longwang City!"
"Bah! Then I'd better listen to what my brother-in-law's brother-in-law's brother-in-law said! That's the one guarding Longwang Pass! It's really clear!"
After the battle between Fozi and the Saint at Longwang Pass, the progress of Fozi's westward journey was stalled.
The demon saint Yin Ziluo also stayed behind closed doors.
Countless stories about the battle between Buddha and demon at Longwang Pass are rampant and spread among various cities of the demon clan.
In just one month, countless opinions have been circulated, and each one of them has a nose and an eye.
But one thing is true.
That is, Longwang Pass has been closed since that day, denying all demons entry and exit.
For a time, with Longwang Pass as the boundary, the demon clan's east and west cities were temporarily cut off from communication.
But the news never stopped.
Outside Longwang Pass, in a slightly remote town, in a small tavern, all kinds of demons were discussing this matter with great interest.
From time to time, there would be one or two bad-tempered demons who would get into disputes because of different news, and eventually it would turn into a physical situation.
Not only did the surrounding demons not stop them, but they also surrounded the fighting demons, drinking and cheering loudly.
There are also some demons with ill intentions who even shout a few unpleasant words to add fuel to the fire. They have to watch each other fight to the death for pleasure.
On the second floor of the tavern, a woman in a red and gold gauze dress looked calmly at the farce downstairs.
"Lord Qingyu, the formation here has been completed, the next formation still needs to go to the southwest."
Opposite the woman, sat a young male demon with a pale face and a haggard appearance.
The appearance of this male demon looked the same as that of a demon, but from the first time Lingchu saw this male demon named Mu Sanqi, he noticed that there was no trace of life in him.
It should be noted that no matter whether they are demons or humans, monsters or vegetation, all living things have vitality.
As a wood-type Taoist, Lingchu was very keen on vitality and realized at a glance that the demon called Mu Sanqi was not a real demon.
It should just be a demon puppet controlled by refinement.
The Eastern Continent also has this kind of method of controlling corpses and controlling puppets. The former is harmful to Tianhe, and the latter is not common because it is remote and unpopular.
Lingchu had only heard of it, and once saw a book on mechanism puppetry in the sect's scripture collection pavilion.
Some have been mentioned in it.
This is the first time I've seen it.
and……
Lingchu put down the wine glass in his hand, paused for a moment as Mu Sanqi drank in his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he quietly remembered all the news he heard below.
"Time is of the essence, we just need to hurry up."
Mu Sanqi put down the wine glass, and the wine in the glass had been drunk.
This demon can actually eat and drink!
After hearing Lingchu's words, a somewhat stiff smile appeared on his face, which looked like he didn't smile often.
Nominally, Mu Sanqi was sent to assist Lingchu, but in fact, he was a pair of supervisory eyes.
After Lingchu and Qin Si separated, it was Mu Sanqi who was responsible for connecting with her.
Except for the incomplete map in his mind and the formations on the ground, all the information and routes were in the hands of Mu Sanqi.
It can be said that this web-weaving plan is indeed very concealed.
If they hadn't come here for this reason, they would probably have been confused and confused.
Lingchu stood up with Mu Sanqi, and when he left the tavern, his eyes were slightly lowered, and the concentric beads hidden in his sleeves glowed faintly.
