Bone Taoist

Chapter 607 The mirror is not Taiwan!
"If you hear the name of Amitabha, rejoice and take refuge with your heart, and even think of it to achieve great benefits, then it is a treasure of merit and virtue. Even if the world is filled with fire, you should also go straight to hear the name of the Buddha. After hearing the name of Amitabha, you will never return, so you will bow your head with your heart. present."

In the first seat, Happy Arhat is holding a Buddhist scripture and talking eloquently.

The sound of wooden fish was crisp and clear, echoing in the incense-filled hall.

The disciples closed their eyes and meditated, as if they were meditating.

After a while, Xuanji also walked in quietly and sat cross-legged on the futon next to Ye Zang.

She walked silently, like a wisp of breeze. Ye Zang only felt that he could smell a wisp of fragrance in his nose, like a lotus flower coming out of the mud but not stained.

"Brother Ye, have your thoughts calmed down a bit?" Xuanji's thin lips moved slightly, wearing a snow-white cassock shawl, and said with her spiritual consciousness.

Ye Zang looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that her neck was like jade, and there seemed to be stars hidden in her eyes.

I have to say that this little nun's appearance is really extraordinary, giving people an illusion of being unreal.

"Master Xuanji has always kept his words hidden in his words. Ye Han is a rough man. If Master has anything to ask for, why don't you just say it directly." Ye Zang squinted his eyes and responded with a smile from his spiritual consciousness.

After returning from the North Sea, there was always something hidden in the few words between Xuanji and me, but she never made it clear.

Xuanji smiled, looked up with incomparable eyes, and said: "The poor nun majors in meditation Buddhism in the nunnery. Brother Ye's Taoist body is too murderous. For me, I can easily detect it. Although Brother Taoist Trying to cover it up.”

Is this little nun a little suspicious of my identity?

Ye Zang stared closely, Xuanji did not flinch, and the two looked directly at each other.

In a daze, Ye Zang seemed to see the reflection of the golden lotus pond in Xuanji's eyes. It emerged from the mud and remained unstained, and everything in the world could survive the disaster.

"Let's go on a killing spree. The killing aura in the Zi Mansion is naturally very strong." Ye Zang said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Xuanji shook her head, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she held the jade Buddha beads with one hand clasped together: "This killing spirit is unparalleled. It is the worst among the practitioners of the same generation that I have seen. Only Ye Kuaishou went on a killing spree in Beihai." Only then did the poor nun feel it."

Hearing this, Ye Zang frowned and his heart suddenly sank.

He reached out and grabbed Xuanji's wrist, and immediately used Chaos Steps to crush the void and come out, and the two of them disappeared into the hall.

In Huanxi Courtyard, many monks heard the noise and looked back slightly confused.

"Don't be distracted." Happy Arhat touched his belly with a big belly and immediately scolded everyone.

"Brother Ye..." Ao Chang looked back in shock. Ye Zang's futon was empty.

……

At this moment, at the cliff at the top of Mount Sumeru, Ye Zang grabbed Xuanji's wrist with an expressionless face and fell from the void.

"Brother Ye, what are you doing? Let me go quickly..." Xuanji struggled for a while, and when she saw Ye Zang holding her wrist tightly, a look of shame and anger appeared on her face.

"Master Xuanji, are you too lenient?" Ye Zang's eyes turned scarlet as he looked at Xuanji.

"Are you really that Ye Zang?" Xuanji now seemed to have lost her previous empty monk attitude and smiled, with slightly curved eyes.

"A monk doesn't lie, but Master Xuanji was deceiving me before?" Ye Zang held her wrist tightly and wouldn't let go.

Xuanji frowned slightly, feeling an overwhelming killing aura coming towards her face, and the overbearing magic power was suffocating.

She was flustered and hurriedly recited Buddhist scriptures silently, panting slightly.

Her eyes gradually turned into brilliant gold, with a golden lotus on her head, and she faced off with no inferiority, her white cassock making a hunting sound.

In mid-air, the two men were confronting each other with force. Their astonishing divine power caused the clouds and mists in the sky to disperse in all directions, causing birds to fly everywhere in shock.

"Let me go, Donor Ye." Xuanji's tone gradually became colder.

"What, Master, are you going to save me?" Ye Zang ignored her, instead holding her wrist and shaking it in front of the two of them as if to demonstrate.

Xuanji's delicate body trembled slightly. She had never been treated like this by anyone since she entered Taoism, and she was still a man.

This made her shocked and angry, her eyes were murderous,
Ye Zang squinted his eyes and said: "Master Xuanji, monks must be compassionate. It is not good to fight and kill."

"Go to hell!" Xuanji couldn't bear it anymore and shouted softly.

boom!
In an instant, a golden Buddha's palm suppressed the clouds, and the hurricane danced wildly. The power of the god looked in all directions, which was extremely terrifying.

Ye Zangzi Mansion opened wide, and the Meteor Immortal Shuttle trembled out, carrying endless killing energy, and faced off suddenly.

There was a bang.

The Buddha's palm turned into Buddha light that filled the sky and dissipated in the sky.

Ye Zang didn't push too hard, and then let go of Xuanji's wrist with a smile on his face.

The latter's eyes trembled slightly, and her neck was as red as gelatin. She looked at Ye Zang with a slight breath. She immediately stopped the Dharma, clasped her hands together and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

After a few breaths, it returned to its previous appearance.

Opening his indifferent eyes, he looked like a fairy standing on a holy mountain, otherworldly.

"The bright mirror is not a platform, so how can you stir up dust. It seems that Master Xuanji's Buddhist practice is not enough. Buddhist scriptures are also needed to stabilize the mind." Ye Zang spread his hands and said with a smile. "Discourteous person!" Xuanji said coldly with indifferent eyes.

"I still like Master Xuanji's trembling flowery look just now. How about walking away with me and letting you experience the beauty of the mortal world?" Ye Zang said unforgivingly.

"You!" Xuanji's indifferent eyes trembled several times because of these words, and she said angrily: "Ye Kuaishou, aren't you afraid that I will expose your identity?"

"This is what the master asked for. I, Ye Zang, can only accept soft things rather than hard words. If you have something to say, just say it directly. Why bother to provoke misunderstandings overtly or covertly? Since you have never revealed my identity before, you naturally have something to find me. Let's Stop pretending, open the skylight and speak frankly." Ye Zang supported him and said with a smile in his eyes.

"Hmph." Xuanji shook her cassock sleeves fiercely. This angry look is somewhat girlish.

"Let's find a quiet place and have a nice chat."

Ye Zang laughed loudly, covered his hands and flew away towards an ancient Bodhi forest.

Seeing this, Xuanji raised her left wrist, where Ye Zang had pinched a bruise before. The pain on her wrist was still burning. Xuanji bit her lip and followed with a heavy gaze.

There was an abandoned pavilion in the ancient forest. The two of them sat opposite each other on stone chairs in the pavilion, with a dilapidated stone table in between.

Ye Zang looked at Xuanji with a smile. The latter only felt awkward and uneasy. Ye Zang's eyes looked like a wolf to her.

"I heard that there is a dual practice of Tibetan and Buddhist Buddhism in Xijue Continent, is it true?" Ye Zang asked with a raised eyebrow.

Hearing this, Xuanji said with a trace of panic in her eyes: "I don't know anything about Xijuezhou!"

This is Xisuozhou, the place where Guanyin Temple and Posuo Pure Land are controlled.

As for Xijue Continent, there is a bit of a mixed bag. The spiritual soil there is very barren, comparable to the three continents in Southern Xinjiang. It is also inaccessible and most of it is dangerous and dangerous land.

"Lying, you don't lie when you become a monk!" Ye Zang said with a serious smile.

"I, I have been practicing in Guanyin Temple since I was a child. I have only heard a little about Buddhism from other continents. I really don't know the essence of it." Xuanji shook her head and sighed: "Shou Ye, let's get down to business."

"Okay." Ye Zang spread his hands, stopped making fun of the nun, and said, "Master, if you have any advice, I'm all ears."

"Ye Kuaishou, what's your status in the Jackdaw Cult?" Xuanji looked at him and asked.

Ye Zang seemed to be thinking, and said with a smile: "Among the sixth generation disciples, there is no one better than me."

This is the truth. Ever since Ye Zang won the title of Tianmu, his status among the bishop's true disciples has been unparalleled.

Xuanji took a deep breath, looked at Ye Zang with bright eyes, and said: "The poor nun is brave and wants to ask Ye Kuaishou to post a spiritual letter, so that the poor nun can visit the divine sect and walk in the Sea of ​​Burial Immortals. "

Hearing this, Ye Zang was slightly startled and seemed to be thinking.

The rules of the Immortal Burial Sea are very strict. Even for small sects that adhere to the divine religion, if they want to go to the Immortal Burial Sea, they have to go through extremely cumbersome procedures.

As for the disciples of other great religions, don’t even think about it.

Even Ruan Xifeng broke into the Immortal Burial Sea and was suppressed by Fushou.

Without the recommendation of someone with a high status in the divine religion, others who want to visit the Immortal Burial Sea will be stopped and killed if they can't even get close to it within a range of thousands of miles.

The fellow disciples of the Prison Division are not just for free.

"Master Xuanji, why are you going to the Immortal Burial Sea? It's not a good place." Ye Zang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

If these overbearing disciples from aristocratic families saw this beautiful nun born in the world, wouldn't they want to take her back as a concubine?

"I heard that there are countless bones buried under the Immortal Burial Sea, and the sneakiness is the best in Tianming Continent. I want to take a look and get through the sea of ​​suffering." Xuanji said casually, looking at Ye Zang's expression from time to time.

Ye Zang finally understood what she was thinking.

It seems that by clearing away the sneaky spirit, the golden lotus can improve her cultivation a lot after she survives the disaster.

For Xuanji, the dozens of ghost caves in the Immortal Burial Sea are rare treasures.

"It's easy. All I need is a letter. Except for the islands of the Dharma King and the elders in the Immortal Burial Sea, Master Xuanji can travel unimpeded!" Ye Zang smiled, took out a blank spiritual note, and said with a smile.

"Seriously?" Xuanji's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she showed a rare smile of joy.

Ye Zang immediately put pen to paper, wrote a letter of recommendation, and left his own spiritual mark on the spiritual slip. After arriving at the divine sect, he only needed to match the Jingyuan token in the door to know that it was Ye Zang. Written in my own hand.

Holding the spiritual slip between his two fingers, Ye Zang looked at Xuanji up and down with a smile on his face.

The latter was a little embarrassed by Ye Zang's gaze, and his beautiful eyes flickered uneasily as he asked: "Ye Kuaishou, what are your conditions?"

"There are no conditions. I will give this spiritual note to you when I leave Xizhou. During the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony Parade, I would like to ask Master Xuanji to take me to experience the customs and customs of Xizhou, okay?" Ye? Zang said slowly with a smile.

"A poor nun will fulfill his duty as a landlord." Xuanji bit her lower lip subconsciously and turned her head away to avoid Ye Zang's obviously malicious gaze.

"Master, does your wrist still hurt?" Ye Zang stood up and walked around, smiling.

"nothing."

Xuanji was a little flustered and hurriedly stepped on the golden lotus and fled away.

(End of this chapter)