MTL - Estranged-Chapter 87 My heart is——

Yun Weisi frowned.

His face was still cold and indifferent, Xu Jingxian had long been used to seeing it, but this time he felt something was wrong.

What was wrong, she couldn't tell for a while.

Until Yun Weisi glanced at Clivia.

Not to mention that the two of them were strangers to each other, even if they developed a deep friendship after they came in, why did they both ask for instructions with this glance, who is Yun Weisi, and who is Clivia, this is too...

wrong!

Xu Jingxian also noticed that something was wrong with Izumo Weisi.

Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi accused each other, saying that the other party was a fake, at first she was leaning towards Yun Weisi's side, after all, several of them went into the cave together, but Changming appeared out of nowhere. But now she couldn't be sure, because Yun Weisi's glance just now looked a little strange.

"So, senior brother Yun, what is your Dao heart?" Sun Buku asked again.

Yun Weisi could no longer pretend not to hear.

He said coldly: "The pursuit of longevity, the highest state of cultivation, is the Taoist heart of every monk, and it is also the original heart."

There is nothing wrong with this answer, Xu Jingxian thought so too.

If it wasn't for the sake of becoming stronger, who would have worked so hard to travel through the deserted and poor mountains and rivers?

But Sun Buku laughed.

"You really are not Yun Weisi!"

His figure moved with the sound of the words, and when the last word fell, he had already fled three feet away, and the Zen staff was raised accordingly, Yun Weisi couldn't dodge it in time, flew high, hit the boulder and fell to the ground with a loud crash.

When did Daoist Yun become so vulnerable that he couldn't even block a move? Xu Jingxian was dumbfounded.

From the beginning to the end, Jiufang Changming next to him did not stop him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Clivia turned around and rushed towards the crevice of the stone!

He moved too fast, and when he jumped up, his body suddenly shrunk countless times, and he turned into a strange beast with long ears. Everyone saw a white shadow flying past in front of them, and the next moment, the rabbit-shaped beast disappeared between the cracks in the rocks .

Chang Ming didn't even think about it, followed closely behind and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Yun Weisi fell to the ground, her body collapsed as if she was gasping for breath, and soon turned into a mere mummified corpse.

Qi Jingu didn't know when he woke up, and gasped when he saw this.

"what happened!"

No one answered him, Xu Jingxian and Sun Buku both went after Chang Ming.

The strange beast moved extremely fast, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as lightning-fast. With Chang Ming's reaction, he couldn't catch it for a while, and could only follow behind. Lao Gao, with a slower speed, can't keep up with it at all.

The stone crevice is not as narrow as it looks from the outside, but it is not only bright, but also very spacious after entering, but the light is shining from all directions, it is too bright and obstructs the sight, he almost chased the strange beast again and again, in the end, Si Feijian followed the trail. Go, amidst the screams of the strange beast, firmly nail it to the ground.

"Chichi! Help, let me go, let me go!"

The strange beast that looked like a rabbit was able to speak human words. Although Xu Jingxian and others who came after him were surprised, they were not shocked.

The monk has seen a lot of things in the world, Xu Jingxian has never seen a strange beast that can speak human language. In the early years, she also saw a parrot that could play chess with an old man. In the end it actually won.

In contrast, this strange beast is nothing but talking.

Its ears were stared at by Si Feijian, and its whole body struggled desperately but couldn't get rid of it. Although its voice was immature like a child's, its eyes were extremely resentful.

"You offend the envoy, you will be punished!"

"You are an envoy, so who is the god?" Xu Jingxian asked.

"Rabbit" chirped twice, and a series of strange tones came out of his throat.

"Gods are gods, and they are not something that mortals can argue arbitrarily. If you break into this place, you are seeking your own death, and you will be punished by God in the end!"

If it changed its tone, instead of just chirping, it might be more intimidating.

Chang Ming asked, "Do you know where the way out is?"

The strange beast said: "There is no way out here, only dead end!"

Chang Ming walked over, grabbed its other ear that was not impaled by the sword, and pulled hard!

The strange beast screamed, and one ear was torn off alive.

At the same time, Xu Jingxian smelled a fragrance.

It's not the smell of blood, but the aroma, sweet and tempting, very much like the bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup made by the old servant at home.

But that wasn't lotus seed soup, it was the blood of a strange beast.

How can blood be so sweet?

Xu Jingxian was afraid of being poisoned, so she immediately held her breath.

Chang Ming's actions were cruel, but his tone was still gentle.

"I'll ask you again, where is the way out?"

"On the left, on the left!" screamed the little thing.

Xu Jingxian looked up to the left.

The white light is so dazzling that you can hardly open your eyes, where is the way?

Not to mention the left side, front, back, left, and right, there is almost such light. You can walk through it, but you can't see what is hidden behind the light.

At this moment, the trembling ground began to intensify from just now.

Chang Ming drew the Sifei sword, and the strange beast immediately found an opportunity, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Go to the right!"

Chang Ming said, the figure disappeared in the light.

Cracks began to appear between light and light, and those cracks grew bigger and bigger, making people think only ominous.

Just now, the strange beast said to the left, but Chang Ming turned to the right.

Xu Jingxian was surprised, but subconsciously chose Changming.

Behind the light is darkness.

Boundless darkness, endless abyss.

Xu Jingxian fell down and couldn't control it. She wanted to summon Sha Ling, but found that the spiritual power was overwhelming, coming from nowhere, wrapping her layer by layer.

These spiritual powers are mellow and strong, but they are extremely domineering and intolerant of others. She couldn't help resisting them at all. With Xu Jingxian's cultivation, she felt unable to break free and her limbs gradually sank.

There was a buzzing in her ears, and when she listened carefully, it was someone who was reciting Buddhist scriptures. Those scriptures and culture were the essence, pouring word by word into her ears, forcing Xu Jingxian to have a splitting headache. She couldn't help covering her head, and her body fell straight down!

The sound of chanting became louder and louder, as if thousands of people were chanting together, combined with the beating sound of the wooden fish, they suppressed her tightly, making her breathless.

The heart of Buddhism is inherently restrained from demonic cultivation. This is why Xu Jingxian feels disgusted when she sees people in the Buddhism. Even if Sun Buku has not shaved her hair, she still slanders her as a bald donkey. She, except at this moment, the sound of chanting is pervasive in all directions. Covering her ears, she slipped in through the gap, closed her eyes, and invaded from the altar. Xu Jingxian had no way to avoid it, so she could only fight back!

But when she erupted with powerful spiritual power, the opponent's oppression became stronger and endless. It seemed that every time she was forced to exert a little stronger strength, the sound of chanting also increased a little bit. No matter how Xu Jingxian resisted, she could not escape Buddha's palm.

No, she doesn't believe it!

Xu Jingxian became angry suddenly, and suddenly a destructive thought of resistance arose in her heart.

Why do you imprison me, why don't you let me have a good time!

Since you won't make me feel better, then don't even think about it, let's destroy it together!

The idea of ​​destroying the world came up, but the Buddha in his imagination did not stop and kill the Buddha.

"Stubbornness and inefficiency must be taught by humans!"

Non-human is a curse term in Buddhism, to the effect that the other party is not like a human being.

The light and fluttering words were like a lion's roar and hammered heavily on Xu Jingxian's Lingtai, causing her sea of ​​consciousness to shake and her mind torn apart.

She screamed in pain, her voice was drowned in layers of chanting.

The backlash of the burst of spiritual power came in the blink of an eye, and Xu Jingxian immediately felt the pain when these spiritual powers were applied to her body, like a hurricane turning into a noose, strangling her body, slicing her flesh and cutting her bones.

This kind of torture is close to torture, Xu Jingxian is struggling to support, the string has been stretched to the extreme, and it may completely collapse at any time.

"Heaven and earth are wild, and everything is in it. The way comes from the wind, and the heart comes from the sea and mountains. The jasper holds the spring green, and the cold shines on the snow clothes. The moon has its own time, why ask Nanshan?"

At this moment, a faint, unhurried voice came, like a breeze carrying cool rain, gradually calming Xu Jingxian's restless heart.

As the fire of karma dissipated, she seemed to see the rolling mountains, covered by clouds and mist, the mountain winds turned into mist, and the greenery was luxuriant, extending from her eyes to the distance.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, the heaven and the earth are vast, all the pain and troubles are swept away, the vast soup is vast, the universe is vast, how can we stick to the dispute of square inches.

In front of Xu Jingxian's eyes, everything in the world is close at hand, within reach, the breeze is blowing on her face, and the grass and trees are fragrant. If she realizes something, she unconsciously calms down, and even shows a faint smile.

But before she grasped that bit of inspiration, everything faded away in an instant, revealing a blood red, which hurt her eyes.

Xu Jingxian couldn't help it.

Even just for a moment, she was the flash of inspiration that all monks dream of. As the saying goes, articles are naturally ingenious, and so are monks. The three thousand roads lead to the same goal. If you can grasp this inspiration, your cultivation will definitely improve If one floor is missed, it will be a regret for a long time or even the rest of life.

It's a pity that Xu Jingxian didn't catch it, she couldn't help but sighed again, and then she focused on her situation.

In front of you is a cliff with no bottom.

And her footsteps just stopped half a step above the cliff, and half a step forward, her body was smashed to pieces, and it was impossible for a **** to save her.

What's more, down there...

Xu Jingxian craned her neck to take a look.

The bottom is actually full of sharpened ice shoots, like blood congealed into ice, slightly red, but also translucent and clear, and the sharp horns on the top are shining with a strange shimmer.

Some bones were scattered in the gaps between the ice bamboo shoots, some of them had died not long ago, and their facial expressions could still be seen, all of which were distorted in horror, and some of them had already turned into ashes, and their bones were scattered among them.

It can be seen from the clothes of these people that there are ordinary people among the dead, and there are also monks with weapons.

Xu Jingxian even wondered if the reason why these ice bamboo shoots were red was because they had been washed out by blood for many years.

If she fell down just now, with her mind controlled by the scriptures, she would definitely not have time to protect herself with spiritual power, and would only be penetrated by the ice shoots, and die like those bones without a place to bury her.

There was spiritual power sweeping towards her, and before she raised her hand to resist, one of her sleeves was raised, like sweeping away dust, turning the spiritual power into nothing.

In front, the two are fighting.

Following the cliff, his figure is floating and clean, it seems that he doesn't need to exert any strength, but his shot is heavy.

One of them was Yun Weisi, and Xu Jingxian felt a little familiar with the other one, and it took a while to remember that it was Shengjue.

Known as the first person to cultivate in Wanlian Buddha Land, the holy awakening of Qinglian under the seat of Buddhism.

"Stand back." Someone next to him reminded him, it was Chang Ming.

It was Chang Ming who helped her turn off the offensive just now. It was Chang Ming who woke her up by reciting poems.

Xu Jingxian almost cried with joy.

"senior!"

Chang Ming hissed lightly, and Xu Jingxian immediately fell silent.

She switched to communicating with the other party through voice transmission with her spiritual sense.

"Senior, what happened just now!"

"Clivia ate the meat of the false beast, and her body has merged with the false beast, and that false cloud Weisi is the ghost he dispatched."

The real Yun Weisi was exploring the way ahead.

Xu Jingxian knows about black beasts.

Legend has it that there is a strange beast in the southwest wilderness, which looks like a long-eared rabbit. It has a melodious cry and can speak human words. It seems harmless, but every word it utters is completely false. Its meat is very delicious, but after eating it, it will never tell the truth, so it is called a false beast, a strange beast that cannot tell the truth.

But Xu Jingxian has never heard of it. After eating the meat of a false beast, the body will be melted by the false beast, turning into a false beast.

Changming seemed to know what she was thinking, and said again: "The false beast was raised by Wanlian Buddha, and it has changed over time, so it cannot be compared with ordinary false beasts."

Previously, everyone dispersed behind the cave, and each had their own experiences. Compared with most of the monks outside, Clivia’s cultivation was not low, but it was far from enough in such a treacherous and unpredictable place. Individuals can bear it. Clivia and Qi Jingu are just one of the many who have fallen. The road to cultivation has always been piled up with corpses. There will be no less in the past, and there will be no less in the future.

This place is like a huge lotus flower, peeling off layer by layer to see the final lotus heart, and every time they go deeper, they can feel that the spiritual power around them is stronger.

On the night of the Zhongyuan Dharma Conference, Changming, ghost king Linghuyou and others entered Wanlian Buddha Land through formations, but after entering, he discovered that Wanlian Buddha Land was far from being as simple as it appeared on the outside. Connected, a complete world has already been formed, and countless enchantments are cut into countless small worlds. The countless small worlds are independent and connected to each other, and everyone will be washed away after entering.

One of the small worlds that Chang Ming crashed into was an old house in Youdu. The house seemed small, and it took only a short while to walk around. However, the house was restricted by countless spells, which could trap people in it forever. Many people intruded inadvertently and were tortured to death on the spot. Their souls could not be escaped, and they turned into resentful ghosts, repeating the same way they died in their own lives, and killing the uninvited guests later. Gathering together, a powerful spiritual vortex can be formed, which can trap monks and cannot break free, let alone ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens.

Such small worlds can be found everywhere in Wanlian Buddha Land, and the further you go, the greater the resistance you will encounter.

Up to this point, the spiritual power had become so strong that even Xu Jingxian could hardly stand still. What kind of powerful enemy would be waiting for them in the future, and even Chang Ming felt faintly ominous.

The guardian here is Shengjue.

If you want to leave here, you must defeat Sheng Jue.

Changming knew that this was not the core of Wanlian Buddha Land, Zhou Ke must be locked in the most core place, so that he could play the most effective role of bait.

Shengjue is worthy of being the number one martial monk in Wanlian Buddha Land. At this moment, he has fought Yun Weisi for more than half, but he is not in the slightest.

Yun Weisi is already a great master, but Shengjue, relying on the geographical advantage, seems to have an inexhaustible flow of spiritual power flowing into his body, so that he can completely draw with Yun Weisi.

On the other hand, Yun Weisi seems to have started to switch from offense to defense.

Chang Ming was not in a hurry to intervene, Yun Weisi had his own plans in mind for this level of duel, if he intervened rashly, it would change his life, and it would be harmful instead of beneficial.

His eyes swept over the two of them, landed on the ice bamboo shoots at the bottom of the cliff, and then froze.

Will-o'-the-wisps are slowly emerging from the bones, and the faint blue strands are tangled together, and soon they are gradually becoming human. The head, shoulders, hands, and upper limbs are several times larger than ordinary people, and they are slowly raising their hands, grabbing To Yun Weisi standing in the sky.

Chang Ming pointed to the sword and pointed at the will-o'-the-wisp.

As the sword light passed, the will-o'-the-wisps were scattered, and quickly re-condensed, resurgent, and endlessly alive.

After doing this several times, Chang Ming knew that mortal spiritual power could not destroy these will-o'-the-wisps at all. With the protection of the spiritual power of Wanlian Buddha Land, it was equivalent to having an extra amulet.

Youlan Ghost Fire also seemed to realize that Chang Ming couldn't do anything to it, and with a whimper, his figure jumped up, and he wanted to swallow Yun Weisi directly.

But a figure stopped it.

The will-o'-the-wisp was furious, and rolled over without even thinking about it.

It directly opened its mouth and "swallowed" the opponent's whole body.

The blue light oscillates, as if chewing and digesting.

But it soon discovered that the opponent was like a stone, no matter how much it "chewed", it couldn't crush it, and its "cheeks" still hurt badly.

The pain spread from the inside out, getting worse and worse, and finally the will-o'-the-wisp had to "spit out" the person again.

No, it was torn apart alive!

"Speak out your true heart, be sincere and unite with the sky, clarify inside and outside, and communicate with wisdom!"

The Tao is not the Tao of Taoism, but the Tao of Jiufang Changming's heart.

For so many years, he has continued to move forward on the road of practice. What he seeks is not to betray the will of the four sects, but to integrate the strengths of hundreds of schools and truly establish a sect.

Four non-swords, non-Tao, non-Buddha, non-demon, and non-Confucianism, have already entrusted him with his pursuit of the highest realm.

When he came back from the calamity, most of his memory was lost. In the eyes of others, he couldn't even be called down and out, because the world's masters have lost the position of Jiufang Changming.

However, he took another step and returned to the place close to the top of the mountain.

A pair of hands as white as jade emerged from the blue light, and Chang Ming tore the will-o'-the-wisp in half, no matter how difficult it was to heal.

At this time, a few wisps of black flames floated from the stone wall, and when the black flames met the blue fire, the latter was immediately sucked clean.

Black Flame condensed into a human form, and Ghost King Linghuyou appeared in midair.

He looked down at the ice bamboo shoots.

I don't know when, those blue will-o'-the-wisps burst out again, and quickly became a sea of ​​flames, engulfing Ghost King and Chang Ming.

After a while, the sea of ​​fire disappeared completely, and even the Changming Ghost King disappeared.

All these changes did not seem to interfere with the battle between Sheng Jue and Yun Weisi.

Yun Weisi, who defeated Shengjue back then, has risen to more than one level now.

And Shengjue, who was defeated by him back then, is not the same as before.

In all the grand celebrations in the Wanlian Buddha Land, and even the exchanges between the major sects, or the Qianlin Society where the ranking of monks is determined in the cultivation world, you can almost see the figure of Shengjue.

It can be said that in the eyes of the world, Shengjue represents Wanlian Buddha Land, and his voice is the voice of Wanlian Buddha Land.

But Yun Weisi knew that the land of Wanlian Buddha was far more than a holy enlightenment.

Shengjue didn't want outside forces to intervene in the battle between him and Yun Weisi. Perhaps in his heart, he also had a grudge about his previous inferiority. He hoped that through this fight, he could completely eliminate the last trace of his inner strength. Devil.

A Buddhist voice sounded.

To outsiders, Zhongzheng is peaceful and the four elements are empty.

But in Yun Weisi's place, the sound of the Buddha was like the seal of the Buddha, and a huge coercion descended from the sky, trying to crush him into powder.

Although the whole body was full of spiritual power, Yun Weisi seemed to feel a little out of breath under the pressure of such almost suppressed spiritual power.

"All dharmas follow their cause, all are Buddha Dharma."

Shengjue's lips were tightly closed, and the voice was obviously his, but it seemed to come from elsewhere.

The golden light of Foyin became more and more dazzling, almost blinding people.

Shengjue sat cross-legged in the air, surrounded by Buddhist scriptures, like a **** overlooking all living beings from above.

He opened his eyes, golden light flashed in his eyes, his face was merciful, and he had overcome all the sufferings in the world.

It's a pity that this person does not include Yun Weisi.

Shengjue's expression moved slightly.

He found that the shackles imposed on Yun Weisi were gradually disappearing.

"The return of all dharmas is inconceivable."

The golden light added another weight.

"If nothing comes, there is no self in the world."

The golden light is added again.

But the heavy golden light was broken by the opponent bit by bit from the inside out.

Shengjue's face remained unchanged, but his tone became more serious.

"Ten thousand dharmas are eternal, and the dharma is obtained through karma!"

Breathing out the Buddha's gatha, the gatha turned into a golden light restraint.

If there are disciples of Buddhism here, they will definitely be able to see that the holy enlightenment has reached the state of spitting out lotus flowers. If they are placed in the mortal world, this is the incarnation of a living Buddha.

But Yun Weisi's eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't move, as if he couldn't see at all.

Sheng Jue narrowed his eyes.

This person is as immovable as a mountain, and he can still withstand under the heavy golden light. It is nothing more than because his Dao heart is harmonious and has not been broken yet.

What is Yun Weisi's flaw?

Shengjue is thinking about this question.

He is no stranger to this old opponent, before the other party went to Jiuchongyuan, they were considered to be rivals in chess, and they would meet good talents.

Yun Weisi looks indifferent, but he is very proud inside. He seems to follow the Tao, but actually ignores the rules.

Shengjue even thought he was crazy.

The world only sees Yun Weisi as cold as a fairy, few people see his madness.

Such an arrogant and unruly heart is bound to be flawless.

Is it the experience that he was born in a wealthy family and then encountered an accident, or is it the contrast between his master and his apprentice who fell from the proud son of heaven after falling?

still…

Yun Weisi seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, a crack appeared in his expression.

There is only a trace, but Shengjue caught it!

"Every law can't be done, I am the law!"

In the last layer of restriction, the golden **** exploded in the void, smashing towards Yun Weisi with unparalleled dominance!

The momentum is like a broken bamboo, who else can give up me!

Yun Weisi opened his eyes, as if a little timid.

It is now!

Shengjue no longer hesitated, flew up, and chopped down the Zen stick in his hand with an invincible force!

Yun Weisi suddenly smiled.

"You want to know what my flaw is?"

Sheng Jue heard him say this.

wrong!

Shouldn't be attacking now!

But it was too late for him to withdraw!

It's hard to chase after a child without a son.

Shengjue raised the five senses to the microscopic level, he could even hear the rustling movement of insects crawling on the stone wall, and the water droplets falling from the top of his head.

Drops of water on top of head? !

"My heart is—"

Shengjue saw him open his mouth slightly and silently said four words.

The drop of water broke through his spiritual power, turned into ice needles and pierced the top of his head, instantly destroying all the layout of Shengjue.

Yun Weisi's Chun Chao sword unsheathed.

There is a sword light behind him, which is the Sifei sword that once shocked the world.

The golden light suddenly disappeared, and Sheng Jue fell from mid-air.

Just before the ice bamboo shoots were inserted into his body, he saw Jiufang Changming, who was supposed to be swallowed by the will-o'-the-wisp, actually appear in front of him.

The opponent and Yun Weisi were in front of each other, forming a pincer attack.

My Dao heart is that the nine directions are ever bright.

These were the last words Sheng Jue could think of.

actually...

Sheng Jue closed his eyes deeply, unable to figure out until his death, how could a person who regards others as his heart, burst out such a strong fighting power.