The vision of heaven and earth in Mount Fanke gradually dissipated, and many curious pilgrims caught a monk and asked him if the Buddha's light was universal. Many pilgrims thought that the Buddha had appeared and hurried to worship the Buddha. In the blink of an eye, thousands of pilgrims filed in, and the threshold of the main hall dedicated to the gilded Buddha was almost broken.
And the "initiator" of this magnificent vision took a long breath, and there was another Cipai Flying Sword beside him.
The name of the brand is drunk and hanging whip.
Gui Liu and Fei Jian connected with each other. They sheathed their swords and returned to their acupoints. When they saw Wang Sizhi approaching, they grinned and said, "Sizhi, I was handsome just now, wasn't I?"
"Now is not the time to talk about that."
Wang Sizhi frowned slightly, glanced in the direction of the Zen Temple, lowered his voice and said dissatisfied: "Why did you eat up Fanke Mountain's luck?"
"I don't know, it seems like it ran here on its own..."
Guiliu looked innocent.
Wang Sizhi held her forehead and sighed, knowing that it was useless to talk about it now. It was impossible for the old abbot not to know about such a big commotion. We have no choice but to use troops to cover up the water and earth.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
A faint voice came from behind the two of them.
Wang Sizhi's heart was agitated, and she subconsciously stopped in front of Gui Liu, her temperament suddenly cold.
"Don't make trouble, be good and hide behind me."
Wang Sizhi bit her red lips and turned to look at him, somewhat stubbornly.
The three maids also came after hearing the sound. Seeing this situation, they were at war with each other and stood quietly behind the old abbot, forming a double-team.
Guiliu pulled her behind him and said loudly: "You promised to hide behind me forever."
Wang Sizhi clenched her hands tightly, dug her nails in, and bit her red lips again and again, but in the end she did not violate the rules.
"Your Highness, you have made me very uncomfortable."
The old abbot smiled kindly, without any hint of murderous intent.
Geiliu apologized: "I'm sorry, sucking the luck was not my intention. I don't know why it resonated with me. The luck seemed to be trying its best to rush into my body. It was really... I couldn't stop it. .”
"Qingxue, Taozhi, Qiuli, please get out of the way. It's my fault in the first place, so I have to be reasonable."
Qingxue had no expression on her face and stepped aside.
Qiuli hesitated and then moved back.
Only Taozhi, who had always been stubborn, bit his lip tightly and remained motionless.
Guiliu sighed helplessly. It seemed like what her mother said was true. This girl was becoming more and more disobedient and needed to be disciplined.
The old abbot chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, Your Highness, why don't you take a step closer and talk?"
"Okay." Guiliu didn't hesitate.
Wang Sizhi suddenly pulled his sleeve, and he turned to look at her. He saw that her eyes were full of tears, and she looked like she was about to cry but not crying, which was very pitiful.
Although she is a bit arrogant, she is still a soft and timid woman.
Guiliu sighed inwardly and smiled tenderly at her. In full view of everyone, especially in front of Taozhi, he kissed her forehead, then rubbed her little head and said softly: "Be good, little Sizhi, wait for me to come back."
At this time, Taozhi snorted with great dissatisfaction and took a big step back, as if he wanted to let the old abbot go.
The old abbot smiled lightly, put a hand on Gui Liu's shoulder, and took a step to reach the Tianchi on the top of the mountain, which was covered with clouds and fog all year round.
Witnessing half of the huge golden lotus withered, Gui Liu looked guiltily and said softly: "I was the one who harmed Fanke Mountain Blessed Land. Is there a way to separate me from my luck? I can't take anything that's not mine."
The old abbot smiled and said: "Your Highness, why should you belittle yourself? Wherever you put half of your luck, what difference does it make?"
Gui Liu still didn't understand the meaning of these words, but the old abbot's demeanor suddenly changed, and he turned murderous. He said coldly: "I'm sorry!"
He opened his hands suddenly, golden light burst out, and he slapped it hard with a palm, directly knocking Gui Liu's entire body into the bottomless Tianchi.
The old abbot shook his head slightly and said the same thing, "Slow down, it's still too slow."
Gui Liu was a little dazed, feeling the suffocation of the water all over his body, and subconsciously wanted to crawl out. As soon as his right hand touched the Lu Shui, he was pulled back by a huge force, as if falling off a cliff, and his whole body instantly sank to the bottom of the pool. .
Looking at the stern face on the water, he understood that there really was no difference in where the half of his luck was placed, because as long as this person stayed in Fanke Mountain forever, that would be enough.
Although it is wrong to suck luck, you must not die!
Gui Liu's thoughts were flowing, but no flying sword flew out. In a moment of surprise, he wanted to pull out the sword, but it felt like he was moving a huge boulder. Even with all his strength, Lu Shui could not move an inch.
The old abbot slapped it with one palm, causing the water surface to tremble. A palm strike hit his chest through the water, and blood suddenly spread in the pool water.
The man at the bottom of the pool had exploded all over, his bones and flesh peeling off, leaving only one breath left.
The old abbot exclaimed in surprise, "You're still not dead? Are you so resistant to being beaten?"
Then King Kong glared angrily and struck down another Buddha's palm.
This time, the water surface surged like a pot of boiling water. The mist-shrouded Tianchi turned into a pool of blood with a strong smell in the blink of an eye.
The person who was pushed to the bottom of the pool was completely breathless and died after two palms.
In the Dajing Palace, a willow tree covered with white snow began to sprout branches and buds, and thousands of branches sprouted scarlet and strange willow buds.
A breeze blew by, like the harbinger of spring, and the willow buds began to bloom.
In the ice and snow, a tree was scorching red, and its wicker branches were trembling slightly, like a fluttering butterfly about to fly.
In the past, when the Queen was pregnant, she nourished two rare and ancient trees with her blood every day. The fetus in her belly has the same blood as hers, so a tree belongs to Geiliu and a tree belongs to Geiqing.
The two ancient trees, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, always have bare branches, never sprout branches, and never have a scene of thriving vegetation.
Most of the palace maids regard these two trees as aliens and think that they will never sprout branches in their lifetime.
They don't know that the original intention of planting these two trees is to hope that they will never sprout and bloom.
Because the scarlet willow leaves of that tree are an elegy for the lost life.
The day it blooms, it means someone died.
someone died,
He is His Highness the Crown Prince of the Dajing Dynasty.
A pair of slender hands picked off a willow leaf, held it gently in the palm of their hand, and then looked up at the scarlet tree.
She was still terrifyingly cold.
Another figure in palace robes slowly approached, with a graceful and elegant demeanor. She was the empress of the world.
The queen stood quietly without much sadness.
Is the Imperial House really so cruel?
On Fanke Mountain, Wang Si's pair of glazed red eyes could not see through the clouds and fog. .
She was very uneasy.
"Phew, finally dead."
On the top of the mountain, looking at the blood-stained Tianchi with only half of the golden lotus left, the old abbot relaxed a lot. It was the first time in his life that he had killed someone, so he was really nervous.
"I heard that there is a Bodhisattva who walks barefoot on the mountain of bones, just to kill and become a Buddha?"
The old abbot laughed heartily, "I spend all my time playing with flowers and making fire, and I don't know that I am a monastery."
A Zen staff appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The Zen staff tapped the ground lightly, and Mount Fanke was surrounded by the glow of the sun and the sound of Sanskrit.
Wherever there are streams, lotus flowers bloom.
It is magnificent and magnificent, not inferior to the previous majestic purple energy.
The lotuses growing everywhere are only recorded in obscure Buddhist classics, and are regarded as classic legends like the Taoist Nine Immortals Flying to the Sky.
At the bottom of the blood pool, the man who had been dead for a long time suddenly bloomed with swaying golden lotuses all over his body.
The old abbot took a deep breath and slammed his Zen staff with both palms.
"Why don't you wake up quickly!"
The water in the pool surged for a moment, and then there was no movement.
The old abbot was stunned. Could it be that the records in the classics were false? Can't the magical power of lotuses everywhere bring people back to life?
The old abbot also had a bad temper in the past and treated this situation mercilessly. He said angrily: "Get up quickly! Do you want me to burn the relics for you?!"
As the words fell, the entire Fanke Mountain once again became filled with purple energy. Unlike the last time when the golden lotus withered, this time it was a rare purple energy that came from the east, which was a true blessing.
A figure suddenly broke through the water, flew high into the sky, and drew its sword out of its sheath.
The majestic purple energy was cut off with one slash, and the majestic purple energy that spread across the sky suddenly dissipated, and the figure landed gracefully on the ground.
The old abbot's eyes widened, and he almost fell out of his eyes. He swore for the first time in the world, "This damn girl is coming from the east, and you're just like this? You don't want this great blessing? You've been kicked in the head by a donkey." ?”
Guiliu calmly sheathed the knife, rubbed the handle, and said, "Well, it's quite useful as a whetstone."
The old abbot was shaking with anger and pointed at him, "You...you!"
Purple energy comes from the east, a once-in-a-century blessing, your mother calls it a whetstone?
How much Zijin Qi can you, an imperial family, have?
That mother's sky is full of purple energy!
The sky is full! The sky is full!
The old abbot was so angry that he wanted to kill this prodigal thing.
Guiliu stepped to the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed, like a swaying green grass between heaven and earth.
He looked down the mountain and felt a little regretful that he did not see the magnificent scenery of lotus flowers blooming everywhere. But I just had a long dream, but it was indeed a dream.
Of course he knew he was killed and then brought back.
But that's all I know.
Guiliu turned around and said sincerely: "I am confused, please ask the abbot for some advice."
But the old abbot's beard stood on end in anger and he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.
Guiliu sighed helplessly, "I'll give you a few unique sets of erotic novels later."
The old abbot's eyes lit up, and the previous events were completely forgotten, "Seriously?"
"Don't dare not take it seriously...Don't dare not take it seriously..."
Gei Liu doesn't understand. Shouldn't an old man who has achieved great immortality be pure and have no desires? Why do you enjoy reading erotic novels every day?
The old abbot suddenly felt something was wrong and cursed angrily: "You kid, do you think I am that kind of person?"
Guiliu said quickly: "Don't dare, don't dare, the wind of the predecessors is like a high mountain and a long river. The younger generation looks up to the mountains and stops, and the scenery is still there. Although you can't reach it, you still have your heart to see it."
The old abbot glanced at him and said, "It's easy to say that you are really good at flattering me. But it is of no use to me. If I don't see a lot of erotic books in the future, I will go to your father personally to reason with you. "
Guiliu was slightly surprised, "Do you know my father?"
The old abbot snorted coldly, "How else do you think I got this official orthodoxy? When you were a baby, your mother and your father came to see me again and again."
Guiliu was even more shocked, "What do I want from you?"
The old abbot did not answer, but took the lead to sit on the ground and glanced at Tianchi, which had returned to its original clear water appearance. Originally, there was only one golden lotus in Tianchi, which was full of coldness. Now that the golden lotus is half withered, it really makes the scene even more bleak. In fact, it would be false to say that you don't feel bad about stripping away half of your luck, especially for this old abbot who never plucks a hair from his cock. I had saved the lives of the two women before and said sternly, "I am a Buddhist compassionate person." In fact, I was heartbroken to death, let alone now giving away half of my family fortune.
Seeing that the white-haired young man in front of him was still not sitting down, the old abbot shouted coldly: "Is it possible that I want you to sit down on a futon?"
Guiliu had no choice but to sit down.
There is an invisible breeze blowing between heaven and earth, blowing one man's cassock and one man's white clothes.
Today there are two people on the top of the mountain.
In a real sense, chatting.
