The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 18: Back to their respective positions

For many years, on the night when the fake cave mansion was opened, Chanzi saw Jing Jiu for the first time, and then used lotus clouds to protect this "junior".

During the Mei meeting, Jing Jiu wrote a little bit of blood plum during the Dao Zhan, which once again attracted his attention.

In the Guocheng Temple a few years ago, the Qilin incarnation came, Taiping Zhenren and Xuanyin ancestors violently shot, but they all came back in despair. The shots were Liu Ci and the God Emperor, but Jing Jiu was the key figure.

In the Battle of the West Sea, a sword of light spread across the world. After the spring rain, this young "junior" became the head of Qingshan.

I can't help thinking about everything.

Chanzi had long doubted Jing Jiu's true identity, but he did not write to ask because he thought his doubts were absurd.

Just like Nan Wang, like spending winter.

The more familiar and close people with Jingyang in the previous life, the less able to believe this.

Even if the people of Chaotian Continent are all dead, the Zhuohe River is cut off, the snow peak in the extreme north collapses, and the great vortex disappears, how could Jingyang be defeated?

So Chanzi also accepted the rumors, or forcefully used the rumors to convince herself.

Jing Jiu is the bloodline left by Jing Yang. He has obtained his real mantle and the treasures left behind. Therefore, the speed at which he can break through the realm is so shocking and shocking, shocking the past and the present...

Until today, he finally knew the truth of the matter, and his mind was greatly shocked.

If you say that Zen is profound and that Tao does not move or not, after all, you have to observe the East China Sea to calm your mind.

The hot tea is poured into the cup, emitting a faint white smoke, like the mist on the sea in the morning.

Zhanzi's gaze passed through the white mist and fell on Jing Jiu's face. His voice was as deep as his eyes, but he was full of puzzled: "What the **** is going on?"

Jing Jiu picked up the cup of tea and took a sip. The mist covered his face like a cloud, and his voice was as ethereal and uncertain as his eyes: "Some things are not finished."

Zhanzi tapped his fingers on the tabletop lightly, and a very rhythmic voice blew away the mist on the teacup and Jing Jiu's face, and said, "What's the matter?"

Jing Jiu put down his tea cup and said, "I don't know."

This sounded a little inexplicable, and Zenzi would naturally understand it.

He glanced at Jing Jiu deeply, and thought...So you still like to pretend?

"What's the matter with Taiping? Why did he escape? When he was in Xihai, he was let go by you again."

"Liu Ci is dead, what do you still say about these."

"What about others?"

"It should be at sea. The Penglai Bao Ship King was robbed of a good ship. He is very weak now. Feelings of the outside world will make him feel a little more at ease."

Jing Jiu said: "He took the lotus from the dragon marrow and wind corridor. What do you think he wants to do?"

It is difficult for ordinary people to think of anything through such simple descriptions, but Chanzi raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Reincarnation?"

He understands the current situation of the Taiping real person, so he only needs a word of lotus to associate his thoughts.

Jing Jiu said, "I don't understand this aspect."

That's why he came to Guocheng Temple so long in advance.

Zhanzi said: "The reincarnation of the lotus flower is not a continuation of the previous life. This is different from you, and different from Shuiyue An. I don't think Taiping would choose this way."

Jing Jiu agrees with him, because Chanzi is the only person he knows who is truly reincarnated.

But Chanzi is no longer the old Guocheng monk who died under Taiping's hands.

Cause and effect are still there, there is nothing in the past.

"Dongyidao has a deep research on the reincarnation of Lotus, I will show you some classics later."

Zhanzi turned to ask: "I saw the formation that year. There was no problem, why did something go wrong?"

He saw three roads when he was discussing the Taoism in Shenmofeng and Jingyang for a hundred days.

Walking through the winter, Jing Jiu was forced to choose the other one, and on the two roads, it was naturally an ascending avenue of cause and effect.

If something is not done, it means that the dust is not over, and the smoke disappears and there is a problem.

Jing Jiu waved his sleeves, and dozens of bronze mirrors appeared in the air, gathering in the scenery in the Zen room, and then gradually became more complex.

Zhanzi has studied the disappearance of the clouds and knows that it is a sub-mirror. At this time, what I think is where did you get so many good mirrors?

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to call Qingxinling from the window.

The bell rang clearly, reciprocating between dozens of bronze mirrors.

Zhanzi took out a thin wooden stick, took out his ears, and said, "Jingzong, Suspense...It looks like you are indeed different from before."

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The restoration of Jingyuan is as before, that is, the restoration is as before. The stone tower is in the same position, and the three rain corridors are no different from before.

Zhao Layue was here to listen to the scriptures for several years, and after several new years, she was very satisfied with this, and went to sit down in a familiar place.

Ada also went to its second familiar location-on the futon in front of the stone tower, but unfortunately it is summer, the leaves swept by the monk are not dry enough, it is not very comfortable to lie down, and the sun is a bit strong. So it didn't take long before it got up and walked back to the rain corridor, lying in the most familiar position.

With the clear ringing, the bell flew away from its neck.

It turned its head and glanced over there with a bit of resentment in its eyes.

Zhao Layue scratched its neck, long ago no longer the restraint and tension of when he held it for the first time in Bihu Peak.

Zuo Rusui brought Gu Qing to the small stone pagoda and introduced: "This is the spiritual bone pagoda of the former Emperor God."

Gu Qing heard the words solemnly, saluted very seriously, and made a sacrifice.

"I know this tower very well." Zhuo Rusui sighed and touched the tower to express his gratitude.

In the fierce battle in Guocheng Temple, the people who shot were all great figures such as the ancestor Xuanyin and the incarnation of a unicorn. He was only the eyes of Master Liu Ci, and the realm was the lowest. If it weren’t for holding this stone tower, early It was blown away by the gale.

The two people talked, and dozens of monks walked into the quiet garden with books and headed towards the Zen room behind the garden.

Looking at this scene, Gu Qing remembered the scene on Shiyue Peak a few days ago, and Zhao Layue thought of the scene in Jingzong, thinking that this really has something to do with the book?

Zuo Rusui was a little uncertain and said: "Master Master, is this to discuss the Tao with Chanzi? Is he OK?"

Speaking of talents for cultivation, he has to serve Jing Jiu now, but when it comes to things like learning... Zen Zi is a man of great wisdom who can sit down with Master Jingyang's uncle, and there are a few people in the world who can understand him. The wonderful idea?

Gu Qing smiled and said, "In Chaoge City, Lord Bu Qiuxiao Zhai never said Master."

Zhuo Rusui thought that it was lip service, what does it have to do with things like learning?

In the Zen room that they couldn't see, Jing Jiu and Chanzi did not sit and talk about Taoism, but were reading books, but their way of reading books was completely different from that of ordinary people.

Nearly a thousand books of Buddhism and related research books were drawn into the air by an invisible force, floated around them, and then fell into those mirrors.

The classics began to open on their own, faster and faster, bringing a breeze.

Jing Jiu and Chanzi closed their eyes, not knowing what they were looking at.

The gentle breeze came out of the window and came to the quiet garden, back and forth between the rain corridor and the courtyard.

Zhao Layue felt very cool, touched Ah Da, and Ah Da squinted comfortably.

Gu Qing felt the breeze rushing towards her face. After being startled, she sat on the futon in front of the stone tower, closed her eyes, and began to meditate and rest.

Those still green leaves, pushed by the wind, gradually surrounded the futon.

Zuo Rusui sat down on the porch, his legs flickered, and gradually merged with the rhythm of the wind.

He thinks that these breeze is strange, coming from all directions, everywhere, some brushing his eyelashes, some blowing the wind gently, and some drilling down the sleeves, the angle is extremely tricky.

In such countless cool breeze, it's hard not to sleep.

Thinking about these things, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, gradually drooping, and he fell asleep like this.

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At the darkest twilight, Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes and woke up.

The wind in the Stone Pagoda in the Sunset is quiet, and he is a little tranced, not knowing whether it is still today, or it has been several days.

Zhao Layue was touching the cat under the rain corridor over there, thinking about something, Gu Qing was still sitting in front of the stone tower with his eyes closed, the fallen leaves gradually reaching his legs.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the back of Jingyuan, and the wind roared, rolling up the leaves in the garden and flying all over the sky.

In the Zen room, countless books fell on the ground, either opened or closed.

Looking at it is like a large or small wave peanuts on the surface of the sea, and it is like covering the ground with unresolved snow~IndoMTL.com~Zhanzi opened his eyes and said: "I can see faster than you ."

Jing Jiu didn't say a word, picked up a copy of Dongyi Dao's Liansheng Sutra from the floor and continued to look at it.

Zhanzi said: "You are so weak now. In the autumn, what should I do if Master Bai blasted you to death?"

Jing Jiu continued to read the book without raising his head and said, "This is Guocheng Temple."

The meaning of these words is very clear.

Now that you know who I am, can you still watch me have an accident?

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Zuo Rusui was directly lifted off by the gust of wind, and fell on the ground, backing a few steps to stabilize his figure.

He looked back at Jingyuan, and saw that under the shining sun, the green leaves all over the sky seemed to form a green and red intersecting sphere, which looked extremely magnificent.

"Is this the magical power of Zenzi?"

Zuo Rusui walked back to the Jingyuan with shocked emotions.

Zhanzi didn't attack, it should be just the overflow of divine mind, and he has such great power.

He found that Zhao Layue was still sitting in the previous place with the white cat in his arms, thinking that it would be nice to have a guardian to support him, and he would not be as embarrassed as himself.

Immediately after he discovered that Gu Qing was still sitting in the same place, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, thinking that if he was still holding this stone tower, how could he be blown out?

The sky full of green leaves fell and sprinkled on Gu Qing's body, as if to bury him in.

Zuo Rusui was about to laugh, suddenly he looked slightly startled, and said, "Are you going to break through?"

When Zhao Layue heard him, she looked at Gu Qing, who was covered in leaves, and found that his breath was undergoing obvious changes.

(End of this chapter)

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