Troubles are gone and the world of mortals is far away. ,
The voice was low and gentle, lingering in the dilapidated main hall. It seemed to be far away amidst the sounds of rain and dripping, and the air was quiet and quiet.
Mu Yunle was completely stunned, and felt some impact washing his heart, just like when he accompanied his mother to a Buddhist temple to fulfill her vows when he was young. He stayed there for one night, laughing and making trouble, causing a commotion in the courtyard, and suddenly heard In the sound of evening drums and morning bells, clang, clang, clang, the dust seemed to be washed away from my soul, becoming ethereal and clear, feeling peaceful and pure. Since then, I have become much quieter.
She had heard the motto similar to that of letting go of troubles and leaving the mortal world behind many times, but she had never felt it like this today. Thinking about it carefully, when other monks recited this sentence, they were often tonsuring others and giving up their hearts. A secular person who has seen through the mortal world is shaved, and the green smoke curls up, covering his face. Most of it is warning and expectation. It is solemn and solemn, but it lacks the feelings that the gray-robed monk Zhending just had after surviving all the tribulations. , missing the true sense of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha.
All the loneliness, all the sorrow, all the hope are buried in this sentence.
Troubles are gone and the world of mortals is far away.
After a while, Mu Yunle came back to his senses and realized that he had forgotten to alert the outside of the temple. He quietly stuck out his tongue and laughed at himself: Master always said that I am too young, not tempered enough, and my mind is still immature. On the surface, although it is very suitable for the poetic and picturesque swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School, after all, it lacks a bit of sediment. It is easy to unite nature and man, but it is really difficult to return to nature like the predecessors. Now it seems that it is not unreasonable.
She frankly admitted that her xinxing was insufficient, and she almost forgot about important things because she was overwhelmed by the situation.
Master, you have also heard this song. You know the holy monk Zhenhui, whose name is Zhending. Could it be that Mu Yunle, the senior monk of the Zhenzi generation in Shaolin, took advantage of the opportunity of his soul to be quiet due to emotion, and his spirit spread outwards. Connected with the heaven and earth, sensing various movements, while expressing the doubts that had not had time to arise just now.
Then she saw the gray-robed monk Zhending tapping the wooden fish. Without opening his eyes or turning his head, he whispered back: "I'm lucky to have heard it."
I heard about my past life more than twenty years ago and rarely think about it again.
The hall suddenly became quiet, and the pure atmosphere revealed a hint of thoughtlessness after exhaustion. Outside the temple, the rain was gusty and the wind was blowing, and the lotus leaves were ticking.
Mu Yunle Zhiqu looked away and stopped disturbing the gray-robed monk.
At this time. Wang Tong sent a message: Miss Yunle, why do you feel so weird that you keep asking this monk
Don’t you think that Master Zhending is the kind of monk who has a lot of stories behind him? There must be a story that is so heart-wrenching and makes people cry. Mu Yunle’s eyes are dark and quite agile. When she doesn’t use the sword, she can also The girl's coquettish and angry attitude remains.
At this point, she suddenly laughed at herself: Oh, leave me alone, we people from the Huanhua Sword Sect are so inexplicable.
I know, I know, everyone is in Huanzhou. Unexpectedly, Wang Tong, the poet and swordsman of the Huanhua Sword Sect, hurriedly defended himself.
The girl in front of me is proud and restrained, confident and calm, and loves praise from others. When using the sword, his whole body seems to be shining, he is both heroic and unrestrained, making people unable to take their eyes away. But on weekdays, he is happy or angry, his innocence is still there, and every frown and smile is a scenery. He restrains his eyes. Afraid of being seen by the other party with unconcealable admiration in his eyes.
Mu Yunle didn't look at him at all. He supported his chin with one hand and his elbow with the other. While guarding against the dark night of Guling, he looked at the blossoming lotus flowers bathing in the rain, with fresh petals.
The sound of the wooden fish was making a sound, which was particularly reassuring. After an unknown period of time, Liang Jiuzhou spat out another mouthful of ink blood, and his pale face became a little more rosy.
Senior Liang's injury has improved greatly. Mu Yun said happily, she felt that Liang Jiuzhou's aura was much more powerful.
Liang Jiuzhou took a breath and said: "I should be able to recover the three powers by dawn, which is enough to take you all away."
Before Mu Yunle and Wang Tong had time to speak, Liang Jiuzhou turned his head and looked outside the temple. He saw rain pouring down and mist filling the air. The night was so dark that he couldn't see far away. He frowned and said: He also planned to take advantage of the night after he was healed. Move quickly, get rid of tracking. Heavy rain and darkness like this are the environment where powerful monsters like to hang out. If they are encountered, it will be no less than being attacked on location.
The matter is urgent and the enemy is behind us. If it were not for environmental restrictions, we would not be able to take shelter from the rain and heal our wounds.
Senior Liang, the heavy rain in the dark night and the lonely monster are threats to us, as well as to the enemies who are following us, so don't worry too much. Wang Tong said with relief.
Mu Yunle pondered for a moment and said: "Senior, do you know which enemies you are tracking?"
Previously, Liang Jiuzhou only said that the pursuers were powerful and discouraged the two of them from helping, without specifying which ones they were.
Liang Jiuzhou sighed and said: I don’t know the others, I only know two of them. One is the descendant of the contemporary Bodhisattva Joy, Ying Ning, the Bodhisattva Purifying Desire. Although she has not passed the first level of the ladder, she is not as good as the fourth heaven. How far behind, one of them was the maid of Gu Xiaosang, the great Luo witch of the previous generation. Today's Brocade Sanren Shao Changge has a cultivation level that is no worse than Ying Ning's, and is highly regarded by the contemporary Luo sect saints.
The contemporary descendants of the Bodhisattva Huanxi, Ying Ning Brocade Sanren, Shao Changge, and Wang Tong took a deep breath. These are now famous figures in the evil world.
Mu Yunle calmed down and said solemnly: The nine evil paths are mixed together again.
When so. Liang Jiuzhou sensed his surroundings, with uneasiness hidden in his expression.
Beep, beep, beep, they were waiting for the rain to stop and were on guard against the enemy. Unknowingly, it was getting light, the clouds had cleared and the rain had dispersed, and it was a peaceful night.
Governor Liang Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief. He finally got through the most dangerous moment. He stood up in a hurry and saluted the gray-robed monk Meng Qi: Master, I will take my leave. Thank you for taking me in.
Meng Qi returned the gesture without saying anything.
Liang Jiuzhou released a strong wind, which swept up Mu Yunle and Wang Tong, clinging to the ground and escaping outside.
When leaving, Mu Yunle couldn't help but look back and saw that the gray-robed monk was still wearing the ancient Buddha with green lanterns and monotonous wooden fish. He was sitting there, as if his soul was deeply hidden, his heart was ashen, leaving only a shell.
After a safe journey, they arrived at the nearest city of Northern Zhou.
Outside the lone ridge, Ying Ning, who was becoming more and more beautiful and charming, looked at Shao Changge who was deliberately imitating Gu Xiaosang, frowned and said: They escaped unexpectedly, is he still hiding in this mountain
We searched the mountain inch by inch last night, searched it three times, and fought five battles with the monsters. There was no trace of them. It seemed that we had been deceived by any clues. Shao Changge said lightly.
Yingning snorted: When did Liang Jiuzhou have such ability? If it were his sworn brother Gu Changqing, he wouldn't be able to hide it from me.
As long as others are not allowed to have a chance encounter, Shao Changge looks into the distance and we should go back.
In the border city of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Liang Jiuzhou went to find the talker at Thrushcross Villa. Mu Yunle listened to Hu Le and walked on the street in confidence, with Wang Tong by his side.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she saw an acquaintance: Yuan Nuxia, you have also come to the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Not far away is a woman with bold clothes and bright colors. Unlike people from the Northern Zhou Dynasty and Jin Dynasty, she has a beautiful appearance and a somewhat mature look on her eyebrows and eyes.
The heroine Mu Yunle recognized was called Yuan Yang. She was from the Southern Wilderness. Taking advantage of the shrinkage of the Blood Clothes Sect, she helped many tribes get out of their original predicaments. She had always been admired by others. Now that the Blood Clothes Sect was about to attack again, she had to retreat. When entering the Central Plains, first try to protect yourself.
Because the Huanhua Sword Sect is relatively close to Southern Wilderness, she and Yuan Yang have met several times and admire each other quite a lot. Especially when there is nothing to inherit, she has almost passed the first level of the ladder.
Yuan Yang smiled sweetly and said: You little guy, you wandered into the grassland.
The little guy Mu Yunle remembered the past and quickly changed the topic: Yuan Nuxia, you are traveling
Yuan Yang's smile became shallow: Yes, I am also looking for someone.
Her expression suddenly became dazed, as if she was saying to herself: Many people say he is dead, but I believe he must still be alive because he has left the world for some reason. . .