Why do I have to chase the Great Dao as a fetus?”

This sound traveled through the gravel and broken walls of the hall, mixed with the sound of rain, followed by the dull exhalation sound of the young man's chest.

It's like a trapped beast.

"The battle for Zen law... isn't it just chasing 'power'... Does the realm of practice have anything to do with status?" Shen Xiu stared at Song Yiren and smiled and said, "If you don't practice, will your status change? If the prince doesn't practice, will your status change? Why do I have to chase the great way... Why can't I play with power tricks..."

Shenxiu's voice rose, penetrated the rain curtain, with sarcasm.

"This is really a stupid and childish question."

His strength was exhausted, but his voice did not decrease.

"Do you think I'm begging you to kill me?"

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?"

A series of rhetoric questions hit Song Yiren's heart with the storm.

He was silent for a moment, squatting in front of Senior Brother Shen Xiu, looking at his pale and beautiful face, these abnormal words could not be asked about him.

Song Yiren said slowly: "Don't try to hide it. You are different from Ju Xing."

"You have nothing to do with 'shadow'."

Cinnabar looks calm.

Daoxuan frowned. As the Luzi of the Lien School, he held the information of all the forces in the world. This was the first time he heard the word "shadow", which was associated with Ju Xing's rebellion. "Shadow" is the name of a certain dark corpse? Or a certain "spirit" or "faith"?

Luzi looked at his junior brother.

Song Yiren continued with a blank expression: "I saw the black lotus in Juxing's body. If you don't have it, it will not be painful, bleeding, and will not die... But you will. You should not believe in the true Buddha, nor should you believe that 'they' will give you eternal life. Since you do not believe in 'shadow', then what is the reason why you joined this Dharma Assembly and chose to promote the Dharma Assembly?"

Shen Xiu looked at Jinglian and smiled and said, "Of course it is for the victory of the Zen battle."

Song Yiren said calmly: "Then you will have won a long time ago."

Paused.

"Seven years ago, I won."

The word seven years has hit my heart.

Daoxuan held the Zen Staff, his complex expression was looking at Shenxiu.

Seven years ago, he went to Mount Guli and was defeated... At that time, there was a demon in his heart. If Shenxiu had spread the news at that time, his personality would definitely not be denied. If so, the dispute over Zen law would have ended seven years ago.

What made Luzi feel complicated at this moment was a sense of strangeness that seemed to be a different world.

"Remember the showdown...you are different from now."

Daoxuan looked a little dazed, "You let me go and don't spread the news, you really don't care about the outcome. I have been trying to temper myself in the past seven years and asked myself countless times, but I can't be as pure as you."

But we met today until now.

He realized that this was not the case.

If, as Jinglian said, Shenxiu was an ambitious man who pursued "power tricks"... Then what he created before was an illusion? It started seven years ago? This is absolutely impossible.

Something must have happened to Zenzi in these seven years.

"I've always been a cold person."

Shen Xiu said expressionlessly: "I am an orphan picked up by Shao Yun to Lingshan. I have never felt the warmth. I only hate here. I don't want to see the prosperity of Buddhism. This is what I have always done... I want to subvert the Buddhist temple. If you don't kill me today and return to Lingshan, I will take the initiative to admit my mistakes and receive a great punishment. The identity of Zen's "Zenzi" will save this life. You know, there will always be ascetics who will follow me. For the rest of my life, I will devote myself to causing division, turmoil within Lingshan, and the highest pleasure of seeing death."

Cinnabar's expression became cold.

"I left a deployment and plan in Guli Mountain in case of any accidents. When I set out to Xiao Leiyin Temple, everything is destined... If you don't kill me at this moment, you will definitely regret it."

Shenxiu looked at his junior brother with a calm expression, "This is all the answer you want."

Zenzi smiled and said, "Are you satisfied?"

Song Yiren nodded and did not draw his sword.

"You have known about Ju Xing's hookup with the Eastern Realm for a long time."

Shenxiu kept silent.

"The East Realm borrowing fire is related to Lingshan's impeachment of Song Que... This is why the Buddhist acquiesced to this happen. If you want to force Song Que away, you must have a strong enough driving force." Song Yiren stared at his senior brother, "Before I send you on the road, I must know who this madman is."

Shenxiu remained silent.

And closed his eyes.

Zhusha suddenly frowned, then stepped forward. Her fingertips were surrounded by starlight, and they were on Shenxiu's forehead, but were bounced away by a dazzling golden light. The girl exclaimed. In just a few short breaths, Zenzi's face became withered, her closed lips were covered with blood, and her closed eyes never opened again.

Under the constraints of the "unny-bound rope", the talisman array pattern will imprison the meridians and will not commit suicide.

When Shen Xiu's body fell down, the circle of tied ropes relaxed on its own, and Cinnabar suddenly understood everything.

"The innate fetus... untied the rope of the unicorn from the beginning..."

All conversations are about delaying time.

Shenxiu's efforts, anger, roar, and the final peace were just a performance.

He never hoped that Song Yiren would draw his sword to kill him.

After untiing the rope of the unicorn, he began to communicate silently with the sea of ​​divine water, cut off his heart veins, and until now...welcome death.

This extremely young and stunning Taoist fetus, after breathing withered, its head slanted to the ground, and soft light flew out between its sleeves. The Taoist fetus that was born between heaven and earth was pleaded and loved by all things in the world. At this moment, death returned to heaven and earth, dust returned to dust, earth returned to earth, and starlight returned to starlight.

The rays of clouds flow and flew away, turning into blue birds against the heavy rain.

Song Yiren stretched out a hand in silence and pressed towards her senior brother's robe, but did not press the flesh and blood, but only pressed a soft robe, and pressed to the ground through the robe.

Among the Lingshan Mountains, there are a very small number of people whose files are mysteriously preserved and are strictly prohibited from being approached.

Of course I am one of them.

Luzi is not among them. Daoxuan is an ordinary person. When he was young, Jinglian, who was very scheming, once read the information and documents of Daoxuan. This future Luzi was completely praised by the predecessors of Lingshan with his perseverance and blood and sweat, while "Shenxiu" is different.

He hid very deeply.

It's like a deep sea, and there's no way to dig.

Shenxiu's file is a top secret that Song Yiren cannot mobilize... No one knows that Shenxiu was actually an orphan picked up by Master Shao Yun, just like no one knows that Shenxiu is a "big killing weapon" prepared by Zen Buddhism to compete for the seat of Buddhist children.

His fate is like the dark light in the heavy rain at dawn. The clouds are too big, even if it is the light itself, it is impossible to see the direction clearly.

Shenxiu finally chose this path.

Song Yiren picked up her wet robe and stood up slowly. The old robe that her senior brother once wore was soaked in heavy rain and became heavy. Intuition told him that there were still several unfinished doubts in Shenxiu's story.

He held a voice that only he could hear and silently recited in his heart: "Lu Lishan...deploy..."

Someone sighed.

The voice is childish and helpless.

The young man in linen robe bowed gently to the ground where Shenxiu "dead" and folded his hands together, recited the scriptures of salvation again

Stand straighten your back.

Yunqiu looked at Song Yiren and said, "Although I haven't entered Lingshan, after listening to what I just said, I understand probably... I have a problem now."

The young man stretched out a finger and pointed to the ancient gate in the distance, the fire, and the lightning that stretched to the foot of the mountain.

He asked softly:

"If Mr. Ning Yi loses, then we will all die."

A silence.

In theory, this is the case.

"If we die, then Song Que will be very angry."

Yunqi frowned, paused, and revised: "If Senior Brother Jinglian is dead... Then the Grand Guest of Song Que will reappear the scene from Lingshan back then."

Daoxuan added: "It will be even more terrifying than it was back then."

Although Ritsuko was unwilling to admit it, the crazy idea became increasingly fierce. Now he could almost believe that all this was a conspiracy against the guest minister.

Someone in Lingshan wants to force Song Que to leave.

The pain of losing a son is to prepare for the great guest official early on to commit crimes.

Zhusha whispered: "The East Realm borrows fire, and the fire breaks the realm... Now under the thunder tribulation, we can't help Ning Yi even if we go there. It's just a waste of time. Shen Xiu said it right. At the moment when the ancient gate opened, there was a 'true Buddha' blocking the cause and effect. Regardless of whether the Fire Demon Lord broke through the realm or not, everyone here would have to die."

Block cause and effect.

If the fire retreats by ten thousand steps, you can also choose to give up breaking the realm and kill people first.

At most, this "lucky" disappeared.

With the killing power of the Star Lord's peak, no one can escape this killing disaster.

However, now that lightning suddenly appears, it is obvious that the Fire Demon Lord is very big. He wants to break through the realm and attain Nirvana, and also wants to kill everyone here. He wishes that the fire will trigger the ancient sect. The time for the true Buddha to come is limited. If he does not break through at this moment, he will delay the great opportunity.

The eyes of several people all fell in the direction of the thunderous lightning.

At the foot of Mount Wudao, there was a whistling thunder on the dome, which had already submerged it.
To be continued...