The rain in Nanhuang was heavy, and the water droplets almost hit the eaves, crackling and looking very impressive.
But no matter how loud the rain was, it couldn't cover up the sound coming from the next room. The sound was high-pitched, going through the clouds and silk, and straight into the sky. There was also a gentle sadness in it, which made people's hearts burn with fire.
"Yun Niang's voice is getting louder and louder... She is of lark blood after all." A charming woman was only wearing close-fitting clothes, lying lazily on the bed, smiling at the woman in front of her who was concentrating on repairs. The boy at the dressing table said calmly: "How old is Xiaobao this year? He's almost eighteen, right?"
The young man named Xiaobao turned his head and saw the snow-white edge that could not be covered by his bellyband. He quickly turned back and said, "There are still four months left."
Seeing the boy's reaction, the woman on the bed chuckled: "What are you hiding from? If you want to see it, sister will untie it and show it to you..."
"You can't watch it, you have to pay for it." Xiaobao shook his head, "My sister makes money from this, I can't take advantage!"
Hearing this, the woman smiled even more happily and said, "I just like how sensible you are."
"But, when you are eighteen, you have grown up." "Among the girls in the building, which sister do you like?"
"Whoever you like, I will give you a room on your birthday." The charming woman said with a smile, "No money."
Xiaobao shook his head, shook the dressing table, and said, "Sister Hu, it's fixed, please take a look..."
"Don't look at it, I trust your craftsmanship."
The woman sat up from the bed and patted the edge of the bed, "Sit here."
Xiaobao obediently walked to the bed and sat on the edge. The woman reached out and touched his face, and said with a smile: "You have a skill, you will never die of hunger."
"When you turn eighteen, leave here!"
Xiaobao was startled and quickly stood up from the bed, looked at the other party and said, "Sister, what did I do wrong?"
"Silly boy!" The woman pulled Xiaobao to sit down again and said, "Do you want to stay with us for the rest of your life?"
"It's worthless.
When Xiaobao heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face,
He shook his head: "What potential can a half-demon have?"
"Sister Hu, I accept my fate."
Sister Hu looked at Xiaobao, opened her mouth, but didn't say another word.
Banxiang Tower is an inconspicuous brothel in a small city in Qingqiu Country.
In this brothel, the waiters, workers, and guests are all half-demon!
The blood of the demon clan in their bodies is considered mediocre or even inferior. Therefore, without the enchanting appearance of those demon clans after their transformation, they will naturally not be able to stand out.
The demon clan has a low bloodline, and unsurprisingly does not have the talent to read through. Without the help of parents and brothers, it would not be easy to make a living.
So they often can only huddle together for warmth.
Low-class brothels like Banxiang House are not uncommon in Southern Wasteland. They are generally located in relatively remote small towns, which are where demons with the same inferior bloodline are received, as well as those who run caravans.
"You are literate, can do crafts, and are energetic, so how can you be hopeless?" Sister Hu looked at Xiaobao with a smile and said softly, "Go to the capital."
"There are a lot of half-demon people there with backgrounds. What if someone takes a fancy to you and becomes a bride?"
"You have to start a family and start a career."
"You can't hang out in this Banxiang Building all your life and marry a girl from the building, right?"
Xiaobao raised his head and looked at the half-fox woman in front of him. Just as he was about to say something, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman panicked and said: "Sister Hu, go and see Xiaodie!"
Hu Yuzhi's expression changed and he rushed out quickly. Xiaobao also got up and followed him.
Not far from the door, Hu Yuzhi rushed into a room, and Xiaobao also ran over.
As soon as he entered the room, Xiaobao stood at the door in a daze. He saw a woman huddled at the foot of the wall, covered in scars, with a pair of withered yellow butterfly wings behind her, and there were several burnt holes in the butterfly wings.
When the woman saw Hu Yuzhi, she looked aggrieved, and tears fell down before she could speak.
"They... they said they wanted to add money..." "But... they haven't given it yet!"
Upon hearing the butterfly demon's words, Xiaobao felt a rush of blood rushing into his head, turned around and ran out.
After rushing out of Banxiang Building, Xiaobao saw the dog demon who had walked into Xiaodie's room before and shouted: Stop!
The dog demon turned around and saw a pair of horns slowly growing out of Xiaobao's head and crashing towards him.
The dog demon is at level seven, so naturally he is not afraid of Xiaobao.
With just a casual wave of his hand, Xiaobao was knocked to the ground.
"Boy, are you looking for death?" The dog demon looked at Xiaobao coldly.
Xiaobao got up from the ground and was about to continue rushing forward when a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder and pulled him back.
Xiaobao turned around and saw Hu Yuzhi standing behind him at some point.
"Sister Hu!" Xiaobao looked at Hu Yuzhi. Hu Yuzhi smiled softly, pulled Xiaobao behind him, walked up to the dog demon with a smile on his face, and said, "Sir, you haven't paid yet."
When the dog demon saw Hu Yuzhi, his eyes lit up. He didn't expect that there was such a person in this half-demon brothel in a remote rural area. Although his appearance was ordinary, his figure was quite hot.
"Humph, I said it was a butterfly demon, but it turned out to be a moth. It's good that I didn't ask you for money!" The dog demon snorted coldly at first, and then looked at Hu Yuzhi with a leering look, "But what if you Stay with me for one more night, and I’ll pay the price.”
Although Hu Yuzhi still smiled, his eyes turned cold: "We half-demon earn hard money."
"We are all monsters, sir, please don't be embarrassed!"
"A half-demon like you is considered a demon clan?" The dog demon sneered, "Can you read human classics? Can you cultivate the path of blood?"
"In addition to transforming into another form in this life, can I still practice further?"
After saying that, the dog demon laughed lustfully again, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Hu Yuzhi's chest, "If you want money, you have to make me happy again!"
"Die!" Xiaobao rushed out from behind Hu Yuzhi again and bumped into the dog demon. This time, the dog demon kicked Xiaobao directly under his feet.
"You little bastard, do you think I dare not kill you?"
"Stop!" Hu Yuzhi shouted, and then a red and black bead appeared in his hand, "Look what this is?"
The dog demon looked at it nonchalantly, and then his eyes narrowed.
"Blood Explosion Pill!" The dog demon was stunned, "You...how do you have this thing?"
The Blood Explosion Pill is a one-time magic weapon made from the spirit demon's demon pill. Once used, it is equivalent to the spirit demon's self-destruction.
"Move your feet!" Hu Yuzhi shouted coldly, "Then pay!"
"Otherwise I will risk my life today and die with you!"
"Without any support, do you think I dare to open a brothel here?"
The dog demon suddenly lost all its previous arrogance. He was only at level seven and could not block the spirit demon's self-destruction blow.
"Easy to say, easy to say!" The dog demon quickly let go of Xiao Bao, took out a few moon stones from his pocket, placed them on the ground, and then slowly backed away.
"Xiaobao!" Hu Yuzhi shouted. Xiaobao quickly picked up the moon stones, inspected them one by one, and then nodded to Hu Yuzhi.
"Get out!" Hu Yuzhi snorted coldly.
The dog demon glared at Hu Yuzhi and nodded: "Hmph, okay, I'll count on you to be ruthless!"
After the dog demon finished speaking, he turned and left.
Until he saw the dog demon walking away, Hu Yuzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaobao, come here and help sister."
Upon hearing this, Xiaobao quickly stepped forward to support Hu Yuzhi, and instantly felt that Hu Yuzhi's body was pressed tightly against his own, as if he had no strength to stand.
"Sister..." Xiaobao clenched his fists, with anger and helplessness in his eyes.
This is not the first time that Hu Yuzhi has used the Blood Explosion Pill to threaten those who stir up trouble.
Why?
They just want what they deserve, and they have to work so hard!
"Let's go back to the building." Hu Yuzhi sighed softly, "This is our life."
"Half-demon's life!"
Square inch mountain.
After resting for a day and a night, Chen Luo finally felt that his power of evolution had recovered somewhat.
It’s not a big problem to write another chapter!
Chen Luo sat back at his desk and put aside the chapter he had written about Monk Sha.
You have to save it until you are in the nether world.
The previous two chapters about the Yellow Wind Monster would not have been released so quickly if it were not for the purpose of checking the sealing effect.
Chen Luo calmed down, picked up the brush, and wrote out the chapter titles of the next chapter one by one.
"Chapter 23: The Tripitaka does not forget its roots, and the Four Saints test the Zen mind."
"This book explains that the way to learn the scriptures is inseparable from the way of focusing on one's roots. But it is said that his master and his four disciples, after realizing the truth, suddenly opened the dust lock, jumped out of the quicksand of the sea of nature, without any worries, and walked west on the main road. .”
"I've been through the green mountains and green waters, and I can't see all the weeds and flowers. Time flies really fast, and it's autumn, but I saw some maple leaves all over the mountain in red, and yellow flowers that withstand the evening breeze."
Chen Luo started writing, and the story began with the four masters and apprentices heading west, and a year passed in the blink of an eye.
In the following story, the four masters and apprentices met a wealthy family and wanted to stay overnight. It happened that the man in charge of this wealthy family had just died, leaving only a charming woman and three delicate and delicate children. daughter.
The woman didn't know if she was blind, but she actually proposed to recruit four masters and apprentices. She said that her family had more rice than she could eat in seven or eight years, more silk silk than she could wear in ten years, and more money than she could use in a lifetime. Yin, plus the three daughters, all of whom are beautiful and fragrant, with a pure and beautiful heart, are really tempting!
But in the face of this temptation, only Zhu Bajie was moved and wanted to stay, but he didn't expect that the woman and the three daughters were actually disguised by Lishan Mother, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and they were teased. Ichiban Zhu Bajie. Finally, he left a hymn and left.
That hymn has a total of eight lines, one by one.
The old mother of Lishan does not want to think about the ordinary world. Nanhai Bodhisattva please come down from the mountain. Puxian and Manjusri are all guests, transformed into beautiful women in the forest. The saintly monk is virtuous and has no vulgarity, and the eight precepts and no Zen are even more ordinary. From now on, meditation must be corrected. If you are lazy, the road will be difficult!
From then on, this chapter ends. Looking at the whole story, only Zhu Bajie is in bad luck.
When Chen Luo read the original "Journey to the West" when he was a child, he just watched it for fun. He thought this chapter about Zhu Bajie was interesting, but he also felt that this chapter appeared abruptly. There is neither the excitement of the demon blocking the road, nor the depth of love and calamity in the future, just a playful recruitment of a son-in-law.
And this is considered a difficulty on the way westward.
What is the difficulty?
Chen Luo wrote down word by word. At this time, he had a new understanding of this chapter. In fact, in the final analysis, the difficulty here is actually the original intention of the four masters and disciples of Tang Seng.
You can understand it by scrolling forward. With Sha Monk joining the team and the Buddhist scriptures team members arriving, the "Western Buddhist scriptures" project has officially started. Before the project is implemented, the company's upper management needs to observe again whether this team is reliable. Be reliable and won’t lose people’s hearts midway.
In Journey to the West, the purpose is whether the determination to learn scriptures is firm.
And here, the key is naturally Tang Sanzang. After all, he is the one who is destined to learn scriptures, the real core figure and irreplaceable.
Look at the conditions given in the exam questions set by the Bodhisattvas.
First, it’s remote and uninhibited. If he settled here, the King of Tang would not know about it.
Secondly, glory and wealth. There is endless food, clothing, and enjoyment.
Third, Pretty in Pink. Those three girls, Zhen Zhen, Ai Ai, and Lian Lian, are beautiful and fragrant in each country, what a gentle place!
Finally, even the disciples made arrangements to relieve Tang Seng from worries.
This is not a single love disaster like the Daughter Kingdom and the Bottomless Pit later, but an all-round temptation.
After all, mortals can resist anything except temptation!
Here, the so-called Zen mind is actually the ordinary human mind.
There is no belittling or vilifying, just the most normal human heart. It has nothing to do with greed or lust.
You see, this is not about a high-ranking official or a wealthy family, it is just a big landowner whose head man died.
Ordinary and natural.
But this difficulty lies in the ordinary nature.
It's the kind of level where even if you accept it, it's only human nature.
In Chen Luo's eyes, this is the worldly heart.
The test of Bodhisattva can be said to be a superficial taste, or it can be said to be deep into the bone marrow.
One thought remains, one thought acts, all in one thought. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, only suitability.
Obviously, it was Zhu Bajie who was unlucky in the end. From the beginning to the end, Tang Seng's mind never wavered.
It is precisely for this reason that there is a sentence in the poem: "The saintly monk is more virtuous and unsullied, and the Eight Precepts and Zen are more ordinary."
What effect will this article have on Chen Luo's martial arts?
Chen Luoyun's pen was as fast as flying, and he quickly reached the end of the article.
"But Monk Sha packed up his bed and packed his burden; Sun Dasheng unbridled the horse and led Tang Monk into the forest to look for it. Hey! This is exactly what you need to do to practice properly: you must be cautious to eliminate lust and return to your true self. After all, I don't know that idiot is evil. How's it going? Let's hear the explanation next time."
As the last word fell, the colorful light bloomed on the manuscript in an instant, and finally condensed into a beam, shooting directly into Chen Luo's soul, and Chen Luo also closed his eyes at the same time, and fell into the mysterious colorful avenue. superior.
"Dong, dong, dong..." There was a rhythmic beating sound in his ears, as if a drumstick was tapping gently on the drum surface. Chen Luo opened his eyes and saw a colorful heart in front of him. Beating rhythmically.
"Zen heart?" Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was the colorful Zen heart condensed in the latest chapter.
"Return to the world of mortals instead of Buddhism?" Chen Luo frowned slightly. When he thought about it, this Zen heart that suddenly condensed should be more related to Buddhism.
But his Buddhist path had no response, but his Zen heart resonated with martial arts.
"It's the original heart of the mortal world!" Chen Luo quickly figured it out. His previous analysis was not wrong. Although that chapter talked about Tang Monk's Zen heart, it reflected the original heart of man!
Tang Monk's original intention, since he petitioned to go westward, was to obtain the true scriptures.
Only by not forgetting your original intention can you achieve success. This is an opportunity of 8,000 miles!
Chen Luo stretched out his hand and clicked on the seven-colored heart. Immediately, the seven-colored heart turned into seven-colored flowing light, flowed into Chen Luo's body along Chen Luo's arm, and finally condensed at Chen Luo's heart, and turned into a stream of light. The shape of a heart.
"Huh?" Chen Luo sensed the message from this heart and had a strange look on his face.
“Such a thoughtful effect!”
Chen Luo turned around, looked at the eight thousand miles in front of him, raised his legs and stepped directly on it!
......"boom!"
Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the shadow of a colorful avenue appeared in the sky of the human race.
"Huh? Weird? Isn't it true that the great road will appear only when the road is opened every three thousand miles?" A great scholar looked at the colorful road in the sky and wondered.
"That's not entirely true. If Ten Thousand Miles to Heaven or the rules of the Tao Realm change, such a phenomenon will also occur!"
"Wu Hou is only at the third level. If he can't reach the sky ten thousand miles now, that means... have the rules of the Eight Thousand Miles Realm changed?"
"I don't know. Only martial arts can truly sense this!"
"Oh, those warriors are of the same era as the Taoist Master, how enviable they are!"
"Stop talking, it's uncomfortable!"
Dongcang City.
Although I didn’t know what was going on, as soon as I saw the shadow of Colorful Avenue, the whole city cheered.
"It's Marquis Wu, Marquis Wu is making trouble again!" "What nonsense are you talking about? Marquis Wu is trying to find a way!"
"What happened? Do you feel it?"
"I don't know, I haven't sensed martial arts feedback. Ask those martial arts geniuses, they may sense it more clearly."
"No, have you missed the point? You are already in the second rank of Wuhou!"
"The second grade is the second grade. Wuhou is destined to be a saint. What's so strange about the second grade!"
At this time, there was another group of people in Dongcang City.
Those Confucian and Taoist geniuses who came to discuss swords.
"Could it be that you are giving me some benefits?" A Taoist genius murmured.
"It's hard to say! Marquis Wu has always been very devoted to martial arts!" A Confucian genius sighed.
"Fuck...how can we fight against the martial arts?" A Taoist prodigy slammed the fly whisk in his hand to the ground.
"How about joining them?" A Confucian genius hesitated for a moment and made a suggestion.
They didn't notice that in the corner, a Taoist priest silently shed two lines of tears.
"Martial arts, you are so shameless!"
"Am I going to continue to fight against you next time?"
"I am Bei Feng, but I have an innate Taoist body.
In the dark, several eyes came from unknown places and landed on Chen Luo's colorful avenue.
Chen Luo felt slightly and noticed the aura of Confucian Avenue and Daomen Avenue, so he raised his hands and saluted, then looked at the Eight Thousand Mile Avenue under his feet and took a deep breath.
"Principles of Tao:"
"Enter eight thousand miles, swear my true heart's oath, condense my true heart in this mortal world, and bloom a heart flower!"
"When you lose your soul in this state of mind, you can destroy your own heart and seek the last chance of survival!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fragrance of flowers suddenly filled the Eight Thousand Miles Avenue under his feet, and colorful flowers grew out of the cracks in the Eight Thousand Miles Avenue.
"You are still soft-hearted!" In the church, Han Changli said with a smile on his face and an appreciative tone.
"If I gather this power within myself, I am afraid that I will be able to reach the peak of the second level today." Yan Baichuan stood next to Han Changli and shook his head, "Like his master, he is very gentle to the younger generations!"
"Blessing for the human race!" Han Changli nodded.
Dongcang.
In the martial arts academy, all the martial arts geniuses looked at the sky, each of them looking shocked.
If you don't enter the third-level divine realm, you won't be able to sense the martial arts feedback this time, and they will enter this realm.
At this time, feedback from the Great Dao arose in their hearts, and they clearly understood Chen Luo's changes in martial arts this time.
"Senior Sister Su, what happened?" A martial arts disciple asked Su Qianqian, who was usually the most talkative, and other scholars also pricked up their ears and listened.
"A warrior who has traveled eight thousand miles will automatically realize a magical power." Su Qianqian looked straight at the shadow of martial arts in the sky and said slowly, "It is not appropriate to talk about magical powers, but you can recognize your true intention and discover your true nature. Heart vows, happy flowers, condensed true heart."
"When Marquis Wu set the eight thousand miles of Taoist realm before, he established the principles of eight thousand miles of hardships and dangers, cultivating the mind, refining the mind, and holding on to the mind." At this time, beside Su Qianqian, Wudang Senior Brother Song Wuji continued, "Once the soul is lost, the path of martial arts will be cut off."
The other warriors nodded. They naturally knew about this. In order to establish this rule, Chen Luo even caused cracks in the Eight Thousand Miles Avenue.
And this realm is also known as the most dangerous state of martial arts.
"Today Wuhou has entered eight thousand miles, and once again establish his original intention to help us practice!"
"The news from Dao Dao is that when the soul of Eight Thousand Miles is lost, you can break your heart and have a chance to regain your clarity of mind."
"Marquis Wu is on the 8,000-mile journey. Please protect me one more time!"
Su Qianqian bowed slowly and whispered: "Thank you, Master, for taking care of me!"
Song Wuji also saluted and said, "Thank you, Marquis Wu, for taking care of me!"
When the other warriors heard this, they also saluted and shouted: "Thank you, Marquis Wu, for taking care of me!"
Soon, this information spread throughout Dongcang, throughout the Northern Territory, and throughout Daxuan.
Regardless of whether he is a third-grade warrior or not, whether he can enter Eight Thousand Miles or not, whether he is a warrior or not
Under the sky, there are voices of gratitude everywhere.
This protection protects countless people who come after them. Among these people, there may be their descendants and descendants.
"Thank you, Marquis Wu, for taking care of me!" "Thank you, Master Dao, for taking care of me!"
"Thank you Lord for taking care of me!"
While the world was praising him, Chen Luo had already withdrawn from Mingming and sat in Fangcun Mountain's study again.
"Huh? It's the second level, and it seems that the soul has grown a lot!" Chen Luo sensed it, "That means I can stay a little longer, thank you for the few articles..."
Suddenly, Chen Luo felt a stabbing pain in his soul.
"This is..." "Master uncle is looking for me!"
