Bobo looked depressed.
Zitang Su remained silent.
Burning Heart and Wangsheng Buddha, the two names that had disappeared from Zitangsu's memory for a long time, reappeared, and they also touched Zitangsu's memory.
It had been many years, until he saw someone from the Taoist sect, he did not remember that he was once a member of the Thousand Buddha Sect.
The memory gradually loosens and drifts away.
"Do you have anyone to fear?"
In front of an old man with a kind face, sat a little boy with a sculpted appearance.
The boy has snow-like hair, a pair of slightly raised purple eyes, and his whole body exudes a sense of immortality.
When the old man asked the question, the little boy was leaning on his chin and reciting Buddhist scriptures.
The little boy recited very quickly, ten lines at a glance, and a Buddhist scripture, and he finished it in less than a quarter of an hour.
Hearing the old man's temperature, the little boy raised his head.
"No, Grandpa Buddha."
But behind him, the door creaked open, and another elder came in.
The elder was much younger than the kind old man, he was in the middle age, he had black hair, and there was no superfluous expression on his face.
"Su'er, do you have someone you care about?"
The little boy tilted his head and thought for a while, looked at the two elders in front of him, and shook his head again.
"No hey."
"Very good, it proves that you have no fetters in your heart. May my Buddha bless you, and you will have nothing to fear in this life."
After hearing this, the old man and elder nodded with satisfaction.
The disciples of the Thousand Buddha Sect should have a heart like a mirror, untainted by a speck of dust.
The vanity is gone in a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, the little boy has grown up. In order to comprehend the real Buddhist method, he has gone through seventy-seven forty-nine kalpas.
In every catastrophe, he will be reborn once.
Every time a catastrophe is completed, the two Buddhas will ask him the same question.
His answer was the same every time.
It's just that the answer became shorter and shorter, and by the forty-eighth time, it had changed from words to simple shaking of the head.
The Buddha's heart gradually stabilized until it became hard as a rock, and the Buddha's heart was fully accomplished, and the Buddha's son was the Buddha.
After the forty-ninth calamity, he returned to the Thousand Buddha Sect with a look of despair.
His silver hair was still like snow, and his color was unparalleled in the world, but there was a slight ripple in his purple eyes.
"Su'er, do you have anyone to be afraid of?"
Zitangsu still shook his head.
In the vast world, the glitz is like a cloud, and he lives in the purple hall. There is no one or anything to be afraid of.
"Then are you a caring person?"
This time, Zitangsu did not answer immediately.
He slowly closed his eyes, but in front of his eyes, there was a cute little girl with a charming smile.
It's her, talking to herself under her own tree every day.
It was also her who defended him with her weak body during the thunderstorm night.
That is the most stupid girl in Buddhism, troubled by worldly troubles.
But it was just such a person, he cared.
After a long time, Zitangsu nodded.
In front of him, the expressions of the two Buddhas became stiff after a thought.
In seventy-seven and forty-nine kalpas, I thought that the son of the Buddha could become the ancestor of the Buddha, and the Thousand Buddha Sect would usher in the rare occasion of the three Buddhas in the same clan, but this time, the son of the Buddha was moved by the Buddha's heart.
The rock turned into soft fingers, and everything fell short.
Zitangsu knew that he had committed a serious crime, so he proposed to leave the Thousand Buddha School.
The two Buddhas wanted to stay, but Zitangsu refused.
"The disciple has moved the Buddha's heart, and he is no longer worthy of being a disciple of the Buddha. Please ask the two patriarchs to find someone else."
Zitangsu took off his Buddhist attire, wiped off the Buddha's seal on his forehead, and begged to get rid of it wholeheartedly.
"You can cultivate the Buddha's mind again. The things and people who are tempted by the mind will surely turn into dust in just a hundred years."
The two Buddhas glanced at each other, and from each other's eyes, they saw the color of sullenness.
Zitangsu moved the Buddha's heart, and the two Buddhas were most angry not with Zitangsu, but with the mortal who tempted Zitangsu and moved his heart.
If they find that person, they must get rid of him and hurry up.
The two Buddhas knew Zitangsu, and Zitangsu didn't know the two Buddhas. He resigned wholeheartedly to prevent the two patriarchs from finding the person hidden in his heart.
That person's soul is now broken, even if he condenses his soul again, he is still fragile.
He gave alms and left, and never entered the Thousand Buddha School again.
In the past, the purple hall has long been abandoned.
But that bottle of poplar nectar, like a flashback, reminded Zitangsu too much.
Faced with Bobo's questioning, Zitangsu didn't explain much.
"You can leave now."
Bobo was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Zitang Su again.
"Aren't you going to save Xiao Yueyue and the others? You are her master!"
"If I appear, she will be catastrophe."
Zitangsu took a deep look at the Tianzhan battlefield.
On the battlefield of Heavenly War, dark clouds come from the east, and there will be a catastrophe.
His appearance in the Taixu Tomb has alarmed some people in the Buddhist sect.
Now that the Tianzhan battlefield has become the target of public criticism because of the order to seal the sky, there must be someone in the Buddhist sect.
If he makes a move, it will definitely attract doubts from all directions. Maybe he can save Ye Lingyue from the punishment of heaven, but on the other hand, it will definitely attract the attention of the two masters.
Ye Lingyue's identity will also be exposed, and by then, her life will be over.
Therefore, even though it was only a matter of raising one's hand to lift the restriction near the Tianzhan battlefield, Zitangsu still gave up.
Although the old way of the Taoist sect is a godsend, but the Taoist sect's escapism is capable of both the past and the present. His skills are amazing, and he must be able to break through the restriction of heaven's punishment.
"What the hell is going on here? You are always surprised when you speak."
Bobo couldn't figure it out.
"What about Ah Guang, didn't you say that his soul is in the hands of the old Taoist?"
Bobo asked.
"His catastrophe is their blessing."
After Zi Tangsu finished speaking, his figure disappeared, and he disappeared from the front of Bobo.
Since then, the blessings and misfortunes of the Ye family have all been in place.
The destiny is like this, and others cannot interfere.
"Hey, can you make your words shorter! What is catastrophe and what is fortune?"
Bobo was very angry at Zitangsu.
Seeing that Zitangsu was unwilling to reappear, Bobo could only stomp his feet and head towards the Tianzhan battlefield.
However, it is said that Huoyan God Emperor and Bo Qing waited for several days near the Tianpu Gobi, but there was no trace of the so-called Daoist Daoist.
Fickleness is a little impatient.
"What kind of Taoist power is simply unreliable. It seems that I still have to think about it and see if I can rescue Ling Yue and the others."
Thinly talking to himself.
At this moment, there was a gust of cold wind behind him.
"Where is the short-sighted kid who dares to speak ill of our sect behind our backs?"
With a fickle back, he took a sword firmly.
"Taoist Fu, please be merciful."
At this moment, a fire dragon burst out of the air, and the fire dragon blocked the flinty back head-on. A mahogany sword was ignited by the flames, and turned into coke in an instant.