The only way

"Amitabha!"

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. Like dew and electricity, there is no reality."

"Anything that looks like it is false."

Clear and clear voices sounded from all directions in the deep cave.

It was the voice of Buddha Nebula.

In the next moment, I saw the snow-white skeleton, like a dead tree in spring, with new shoots, flesh and blood growing suddenly, and the broken cassock was quietly repaired.

After a while, the snow-white skeleton disappeared, and instead appeared the Buddha Zi Xingyun, dressed in a snow-white cassock, with 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 Xingyun, looking at the situation in front of her without any surprise.

Although the state of mind isolated Fozi Xingyun's magical artifacts, it made it impossible for Fozi Xingyun to use the twelfth-grade Dharma-protecting golden lotus, nor could he use other Buddhist magical artifacts.

But as a Buddhist disciple, Yin Ziluo never thought that he would be killed by herself so easily.

as predicted.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata, one thought, one universe."

"The girl's state of mind is indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity that my heart is as firm as a mountain."

"Then everything is false!"

After saying that, Fozi Xingyun suddenly opened his eyes wide, and it seemed that there was a Buddha sitting cross-legged in his eyes, and golden light burst out.

Chanting scriptures in the mouth, the surroundings seem to follow the words.

Infinite golden light pierced through this dark cave.

Everything in the deep cave, whether it is the tumbling magma under the feet, the ghostly shadow covering the sky above the head, or the Yin Ziluo standing in front of him.

All are like dream bubbles, which dissipate into pieces of mist in the blink of an eye, like a picture scroll that has been wiped away, and the color has faded in an instant.

In the next moment, there seemed to be a broken sound in the void.

Longwang closed.

As soon as they went up and down, the two figures facing each other, one east and the other west, were suddenly shocked.

The purple phoenix bird raised its head and screamed, and its body suddenly shattered, turning into countless purple flowing flames and scattered.

Yin Ziluo, who was standing on the back of the phoenix bird, suddenly turned pale, and with a muffled snort, blood dripped down her white chin, her figure swayed in the void, and then stabilized again.

Looking down coldly.

I saw that Fozi Xingyun standing under the Buddha beads also turned slightly paler, his figure swayed slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The golden light in his eyes flashed away, and the golden light from the Buddha beads above his head also dimmed slightly, and then fell into the wrist of Fozi Xingyun.

One Buddha and one demon looked at each other from a distance, and were silent for a while.

"Amitabha, the Buddha crosses the predestined people."

Fozi Xingyun's voice sounded faintly, and his eyes fell on Yin Ziluo, with a calm and serious expression.

Yin Ziluo remained silent, stared fixedly at Fozi Xingyun for a moment, and then smiled lightly.

"I said, today, you can't pass Longwang Pass."

"Get up!"

next moment.

In front of Longwang Pass, countless formations lit up, and a series of large formations formed one after another.

And Buddha Nebula is standing in the center of the formation, surrounded by countless formations.

As early as the beginning of Fozi Xingyun's westward journey, Yin Ziluo mobilized the formation master just for this time.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Facing Buddhist disciples, she naturally would not take it lightly.

If you can win, you will be superior.

If not, there should be a countermeasure.

The worst strategy is this formation.

Maybe it can't be killed, but it can be trapped.

The promise of the Buddha and demons traveling to the west never said that they should not be trapped and killed by formations.

Yin Ziluo flew back to the Longwang Gate, looking down into the depths of the formation with complicated eyes.

Is there a predestined person in Fodu?

The eyes closed slowly, and then opened again, the eyes were peaceful.

……

"If the saintess makes a move, it is naturally impossible for the disciples of the Buddhist sect to pass through the Longwang Pass!"

"No, I heard that Buddha was beheaded by our saint directly under Longwang Pass!"

"No, how did I hear that the saint was injured?"

"You don't even know! I heard that the saintess tied the Buddha's son and trapped the Buddha's disciple in Longwang Pass!"

"Who did you hear?"

"Of course my cousin's sister's cousin's uncle's brother-in-law said it! He lives in Longwang City!"

"Bah! Then I'll listen to what my brother-in-law's brother-in-law said! That's guarded at Longwang Pass! It's so true!"

After the battle between Fozi and the saint at Longwangguan, the progress of Fozi's westward journey was stalled.

Yin Ziluo, the holy maiden of the Demon Race, also stayed behind closed doors.

Countless rumors about the battle between the Buddha and the Demon at Longwangguan are rampant, circulating in various cities of the Demon Clan.

In just one month, countless theories have been circulated, and each of them has a nose and an eye.

But one thing is true.

That is, Longwang Pass has been sealed off since that day, and all demons are forbidden to enter and exit.

For a while, with Longwangguan as the boundary, the east and west sides of the demon clan cut off communication for a short time.

But the news never stopped.

Outside of Longwang Pass, in a small tavern in a slightly remote town, all kinds of demons were also discussing this matter with great interest.

From time to time, there are one or two grumpy demons who have disputes because of different news, and finally turned into a fight.

The surrounding demons not only did not stop them, but surrounded the fighting demons, applauding loudly while drinking.

There are also some evil demons who don't even forget to yell a few ugly words to add fuel to the flames. They have to watch each other fight to the death to be happy.

On the second floor of the tavern, the woman in the red Luojin gauze skirt looked indifferently at the farce downstairs.

"Lord Qing Yu, the formation here has been completed, and the next formation still needs to go to the southwest."

Opposite the woman, sat a young male demon with a gray face and a haggard appearance.

The appearance of this male demon is no different from 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 anger in him.

It should be noted that no matter whether it is demon or human, monster or vegetation, all living things have vitality.

And Lingchu, who is a Taoist of the wood system, is very sensitive to vitality, and at a glance he found that the demon clan called Mu Sanqi was not a real demon clan.

It should be just a puppet controlled by refining.

Donglu also has this method of controlling corpses and guarding puppets. The former is not common because it hurts Tianhe, and the latter is unpopular because of its remoteness.

Lingchu had only heard about it, and once saw a book on mechanism puppetry in the Zongmen's Buddhist scripture pavilion.

A few were mentioned in it.

This is the first time I have seen it.

and……

Lingchu put down the wine glass in his hand, and Mu Sanqi paused in his eyes when he was drinking, his expression remained unchanged, and he quietly remembered all the news he heard below in his heart.

"Time is running out, we're going at full speed."

Mu Sanqi put down the wine glass, the wine in the glass had already been drunk.

This puppet can still eat and drink!
Hearing Lingchu's words, a somewhat stiff smile appeared on his face, as if he didn't smile often.

In name, this Mu Sanqi was sent to assist Lingchu, but in fact, it was a pair of supervisory eyes.

After Lingchu separated from Qin Si, it was Mu Sanqi who was in charge of connecting with her.

Except for the incomplete map in his mind and the formation on the ground, all the news and routes are in the hands of Mu Sanqi.

It can be said that this web weaving plan is indeed highly concealed.

If they hadn't come here for this matter, they would have been in a daze.

Lingchu followed Mu Sanqi to his feet, and when he left the tavern, his eyes drooped slightly, and the concentric beads hidden in his sleeves shone faintly.