Because he had been in the Huasheng Hall for a long time, Hong Buzhu relied heavily on his own skills. He knew that once he fell into the water, he would no longer be able to use his Shura Fire Spell, so he was naturally very worried and could not calm down... But at this time, Qie Xuezun, who was walking on the iron rope, suddenly entered a very mysterious state. status.
As the surrounding scenery faded, Hong Buzhu felt a mist rising around him, and the white scenery surrounded him.
He vaguely saw two figures, one large and one small, appearing on the opposite bank at the end of the iron rope, waving slowly towards him. The appearance of these two figures made him suddenly realize that everything around him had nothing to do with him anymore, even if he lost the skills of Huashengtang...
For some reason, he just wanted to reach the other side and reunite with these two people.
But just when he finally reached the other side, the faces of the two people in front of him were about to become clear. The two warm faces suddenly turned into two black holes, sucking in the white surroundings! Then, the two black holes became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into slightly closed eyes, staring at him with a smile.
Hong Buzhu suddenly woke up and realized that a human face appeared in front of him. He hurriedly took a step back. Only when he saw the person's complete appearance did he relax: "Senior?"
The old monk smiled and nodded.
Hong Buzhu felt suspicious in his heart, thinking that he was temporarily distracted and hallucinating. But just when he raised his head and looked around, he was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect that he had unknowingly reached the other side from the iron rope.
"I...how did I get here?" Hong Buzhu didn't remember that he had just stepped on the iron chain. He just walked towards the two figures greeting him in his hallucination. Thinking of this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and asked in shock: "Could it be that that was not an illusion but reality?" But when he looked around, there was nothing but himself and the dry old monk in front of him. But there is no third person.
"Amitabha...there is no need to look for it...there are only you and the old monk here." The old monk still looked smiling.
"But...but just now...I saw..." Hong Buzhu became a little uncertain after hearing this.
"Amitabha...what Qixue Zun just saw...is exactly the image of your true self." The old monk seemed to understand very clearly what Qixue Zun had just seen.
"Image of the self?" This was the first time Hong Buzhu heard this word, and it really made him very troubled.
"That's right, this image of the original self is also called the image of the virtual self! It's something that was supposed to happen to you, but didn't!" The old monk clasped his hands together and spoke slowly.
"It was supposed to happen, but it didn't happen?" Hong Buzhu felt like his mind was in a state of confusion.
"That's right, the original story was about a snake with a gray thread lurking for thousands of miles. It's a pity that variables suddenly appeared in the chaos, making all the results become a mess." The old monk sighed, and then continued: "Because of another You have a deep obsession, which is why you created the scene of expectation in this image of yourself, and it was seen by you."
"Chaos? Another me?" Hong Buzhu could understand every word of the old monk's words, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.
"Amitabha... The old monk is just here to answer questions. Don't worry too much about Qixue Zun... Please remember! No matter how many variables occur, the outcome is already doomed! The journey to the Jade Pot Sect is bumpy, and the old monk has bad legs and feet and it is inconvenient to send him far. I would like to congratulate you in advance!”
Hong Buzhu felt that this old monk was not an ordinary person from the beginning, and now after hearing these profound words, he felt that this person's identity was even more unusual! Regardless of the doubts in his heart, he hurriedly turned around to ask this person for details, but where was the figure of the old monk in front of him?
The place to stay here is surrounded by two iron ropes on one side and a narrow road in the mountains on the other. The position where Hong Buzhu was standing at this time was with his back to the iron rope and toward the far side of the narrow road.
If the old monk were to pass through the narrow road in the mountains, he would definitely not be able to escape Hong Buzhu's eyes. If the old monk leaves from the iron chain, he will naturally not escape his ears. But the old monk suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if he had evaporated without leaving any trace, which really shocked him even more.
"Senior, I still don't know your surname!" Seeing that the old monk disappeared, Hong Buzhu did not give up and shouted loudly to the surroundings.
"The sun and moon are hidden in the eye, but the sun and moon are not visible; the body is transformed into mountains and rivers, but the mountains and rivers are not visible; the wind and moon are boundless, and spring dreams have no trace; the darkness is short-lived, but the light is eternal."
As soon as Hong Buzhu finished speaking, a voice sounded around him, but the voice moved from left to right, far and suddenly near, making it impossible for him to identify the source.
He muttered a few words secretly, then suddenly his face was startled, as if he remembered something, and he couldn't help but take a breath: "Jinsha Temple...the master is missing!"
Although Hong Buzhu was wondering why the missing master wanted to congratulate him, there was no response from the surroundings. He could only smile bitterly a few times, bow in all directions to express his gratitude again, and then turned into red light and disappeared on the narrow road in the mountain...
Not long after Hong Buzhu disappeared, a figure suddenly appeared in the empty place. This person was the missing master who had just disappeared. The only thing missing was that the master was still standing where he was just now, not even moving at all.
The master did not appear again, still looking as calm as before. He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, and then chuckled softly: "He's gone, come out!"
As soon as the master finished speaking, another old monk was seen trampling over from a distance among the rubble. Although the stranger kicked the rubble all over the ground, it strangely did not make any sound.
The kind-hearted appearance of the visitor is quite similar to Master Bujian. The only difference from the former is his pair of ears with special proportions. I saw that he had big ears and shoulders, and he was swaying from side to side when he walked, which made him a bit funny.
As he walked, he muttered something. It wasn't until he came close to the invisible master that he laughed and cursed: "You old blind man, your eyesight is better than anyone else, but I have to cover it carefully!"
The master didn't feel annoyed when he heard the words, he just smiled and said: "Hahahaha... If you hadn't made such a loud noise, how could you have been discovered so easily by me, junior brother?"
There are three masters in Jinsha Temple, and their names are: Not Seen, Not Heared, and Not Said. It means "see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil." And this person is none other than Master Buwen.
Master Buwen scratched his ears when he heard this, and said to himself: "Is there any? Impossible, senior brother, I have obviously blocked that sound! Didn't you realize that that kid didn't even notice my presence?"
However, Master Bujian did not answer the question, but opened his empty eyes slightly, staring firmly into Master Buwen's eyes: "I said, Junior Brother... why did you appear here for no reason? Could it be that you are worried about me? "
Master Buwen looked embarrassed when he heard this: "What are you talking about, senior brother? I just passed by here by chance."
The master raised his hand and nodded, "Junior brother, are you too lazy to come up with a decent excuse now?" Then he shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, things have changed now. I'm just here this time. I just want to test him a bit, but I have no intention of attacking him!”
"That's good, that's good!" Master Buwen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "Senior brother, may you see what we are going to do next?"
Master Bu Jian frowned: "The original things have been disrupted, and there is no way to proceed as planned for the time being. Now we just have to keep those two things!" At this point, Master Bu Jian suddenly smiled and said: "Junior brother, Let me ask you, how is the little troublemaker Bu Yan brought here now?"
"Senior Brother, I came out to find you just for this matter!" Master Buwen had a bitter look on his face when he heard this, "Since that little guy received the inheritance, he finally calmed down under the guidance of Junior Brother Wuyan who 'coaxed and lied' It’s been a few days…”
"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"
"Senior brother, please listen to what I have to say!" Master Buwen grinned and continued, "But later on, the little guy still discovered something was wrong, saying that what was recorded in the inheritance was obviously to follow one's heart, and then let Jinsha Temple fly. There is no peace when the dog dances!”
"Hahahaha... I didn't expect this little guy to be interesting! But it's good, it finally adds a happy atmosphere to this rigid place!" The master didn't care.
"But senior brother, it's interesting, but I really feel sorry for the collections I have in the Sutra Pavilion!" Master Buwen looked helpless.
"Junior brother needs to relax his mind, otherwise how can he teach others?" Master Bu Jian advised.
"Senior brother, he's out of sight but out of sight... Alas! It's just because of my suffering that all my collections have turned into kites flying all over the sky! It goes without saying that junior brother is also biased and must let us give in to him!"
"The so-called collection is just some external things, junior brother must learn to be more open-minded!" Master Bu Jian continued to persuade.
"Senior brother is right, I am a bit narrow-minded..." Master Buwen said with emotion, "If my bottles and jars were smashed on the ground, I would definitely not be as careless as senior brother... "
"What!" When the master heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.
"Senior brother? What's wrong with you?" Master Buwen saw the difference in Master Bujian's expression and became nervous.
"It's okay, I just remembered that there are still important matters in the temple that have not been dealt with... I need to go back and solve them..." After the master finished speaking, he saw two white lights spreading out from the dark eyes.
As the two white lights spread out, everything in front of them began to change. Although the river below was still turbulent, the suspension bridge with only two iron ropes returned to normal in an instant.
Master Bujian restored everything in front of him to its original appearance, and then ran quickly without any hesitation. Master Buwen was stunned for a moment, and then left together in a hurry...
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