Alternative God Level Appreciation Master

Regarding the old things between Tang Ya and Huang Yu, Lu Ci didn't seem to want to mention it at all, or he didn't think it had anything to do with him.

Today, Tang Shi still lost to him, but it was not so easy for Lu Ci to win now.

Tang shi had already received the news that he was going to fight against right and wrong, and the time passed quickly, and the battle for building No.13 Pavilion was about to begin on the second day, and the Tibetan Pavilion was the beginning of it all.There was about half a month of rest between each show. Although it was said that only Tang Shi was sent to the Tibetan Pavilion, some things were still arranged to wait for right and wrong.

"Are you really not going to tell me?"

Before Tang Shi asked anything, Luci would say something, but now he asked Tang Ya why he killed Huang Yu suddenly, but the other party just shook his head and didn't say anything, but smiled all over his face.

He said, "Do you really want to know?"

"Really." Once Tang Shi was curious about something, he would not give up unless there was too much resistance.

But Lu Ci seldom refused like this. He raised his hand and caressed his picturesque eyebrows, chuckled lightly, and said, "You take it seriously, and I take it too."

So he just stood up and walked out.

Tang Shi really wanted to know, but Lu Ci said, he really didn't say it.

This is simply a deadlock.

The more the other party didn't say anything, the more Tang Shi wanted to know. This was bad nature.But when Tang Shi thought about it, he felt that this matter really had nothing to do with him. Tang Ya was a very secretive person. For example, as Lu Ci once revealed, he had a kind of spiritual art that he could remember in his mind after seeing others. skills in .Moreover, as a high-level spiritual master, he has seen absolutely thousands of spiritual spells. If he has such experience and insight, coupled with Tang Ya's special ability, it is already a real possibility for him to become the master of the Tibetan Pavilion. Well deserved.

It's just that he killed Huang Yu directly, but it was very puzzling.

After all, judging from all previous actions, Tang Ya is still very loyal to Huang Yu, but the possibility of good acting skills cannot be ruled out.

Tang shi, who couldn't figure it out, could only let the matter go.

He didn't even have the time to think about it anymore. Tomorrow would be the beginning of the battle, and his opponent - right and wrong.

He has known right and wrong for many years, but Tang shi has never really fought against right and wrong.However, Tang shi also felt that he and right and wrong probably would never really fight each other.

After all, the two of them seem to be in a delicate balance.

It's hard to describe this balance in words, but it doesn't need to be described.

When Tang Shi went out from the basement, everyone who saw him bowed their hands politely, and Tang Shi also bowed their hands in return.

Now he is already very famous in the Tibetan Pavilion, and anyone who acts too maverick will be noticed, let alone such a weirdo as Tang Shi?

When he got to the ground, he could see the vast grassland in front of him when he left the Tibetan pavilion, but the situation above had changed somewhat.

Right and wrong are going through the barriers layer by layer. Tang Shi can be regarded as the opponent arranged for him by the Tibetan Pavilion, but if the matter is just like this, it will be too simple and boring, and the suspicion of leaking water will be great-although they themselves are leaking water, but leaking water is Must be technical.

Therefore, Tibetan Pavilion created such a situation in front of it.

Tang Ya called it "three thousand roads of wind and rain", Tang Shi only thought of "three thousand roads of wind and rain in a single sail". .

Right and wrong came alone, and walking through a large formation is probably nothing.

He stood here and took a look. The so-called three thousand roads were like small bridges and flowing water in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. The high mountains are connected by an iron cable bridge in the middle, and the wooden boards are laid on the cable bridge. At this moment, only a beautiful arc is drawn between the two mountains.

From the bridge, there is a plank road coming down, which is extremely steep, but from the surface, it can't be seen that there is any problem with this set.

To build such a majestic and frightening formation on the original grassland, it would really take the power of good fortune.

Tang Ya walked up to Tang Shi's side, but he didn't attract Tang Shi's attention until he said, "Are you thinking about changing tomorrow's victory?"

Only then did Tang Shi realize that Tang Ya had come behind him, so he shook his head. On the one hand, he was startled, but on the other hand, he could feel the extremely restrained feeling on Tang Ya's body.Recalling what Luci said before... There are actually many monsters in the Twelve Pavilions of the Great Wilderness.

I don't know if Tang Ya is one of them.

He replied: "There is no need to worry about winning or losing. I was just thinking, how did these two mountains rise?"

It was not an illusion at all, but a real mountain. Tang Shi even went up and turned around when he successfully set up the formation.

Ying Yu also said it was strange, because those two mountains were two famous mountains that Ying Yu was familiar with, and she had communicated with those two mountains.Ying Yu told Tang Shi that the two mountains were invited here.

She used the word "please", but later said that it involved a deeper secret, and refused to mention a word.

Tang Ya said: "The seal of the Twelve Heavens Pavilion has grown a lot, this is just the tip of the iceberg."

The Seal of the Twelve Heavens Pavilion is the controller of the sector of the Twelve Pavilions of the Great Wilderness, with which one can control the sector where the entire Great Wilderness Pavilion is located.Therefore, it is so difficult to borrow the Tiange Seal of the Twelve Pavilions of the Great Wilderness.If it's just an ordinary thing, a favor will be made directly, and everyone will not worry.

Now that Tang Ya said it, Tang Shi vaguely understood, it must be... able to control the ground?

No. 13 sectors and No. 13 pavilions can only be opened after borrowing the seal of the Twelve Heavens Pavilion.Tang Shi was silent for a while, and said, "I can't wait for tomorrow."

Hearing this, Tang Ya laughed a few times, then turned around and left.

The news that Xiao Zizaitian wants to build a pavilion in Dahuang has already spread throughout Dahuang. After becoming famous, there will naturally be right and wrong monks who brought up this matter.Because the competitions in Pavilion No.13 were all outside the Great Wilderness Pavilion, no matter if they were monks in the Great Wilderness Pavilion or outside, they could come and watch.

At this time, there is still one night before the start of the ring battle, but there are already a lot of people outside, most of these people's cultivation bases are not high, and they whispered to each other about their views on this battle, Tang Shi and right and wrong They are old friends, at least many people think that these two are really working together, saying that Tang Shi from the Tibetan Pavilion sent Tang Shi to fight is simply letting the water go.But when they saw the majestic wind and rain three thousand array, they couldn't say a word.

Regardless of whether the Tibetan Pavilion releases water or not, this formation has already captured the attention of countless people.

The Battle of the Cang Pavilion is the beginning of this series of competitions and the beginning of this turbulent meeting.

Countless people are looking forward to it, only waiting for the stars and moon to pass tonight, and tomorrow's dawn to emerge from this endless cloud.At that time, a big battle is just around the corner.

Many people just came to watch the excitement, and some even packed up their things and were ready to follow the right and wrong.Wherever right and wrong go, they will go there.

After all, this is a circle, the Tibetan Pavilion is the beginning, and then go clockwise, the twelve pavilions of the Great Wilderness will compete with the monk from Xiao Zizaitian one by one, as long as they lose one game, the storm will be over.

Many people are conflicted: it has been many years since the Great Wilderness has such excitement, but if it really wins, there will be No.13 Pavilion, and no one knows what will happen after that.

Tang shi was not that complicated.

He thought of Sin Yuan in the East China Sea, so many people in Xiao Zi Zai Tian had already paid too much for it.Although Xiao Zizaitian values ​​self-sacrifice and saves others, when Xiao Zizaitian can't take care of his own life and death, the kindness of right and wrong can only make him make more cruel choices.This so-called cruelty refers to himself.

Tang Shi didn't know what harm the Xiaozizai Tianjian Pavilion would do to the Twelve Pavilions of the Great Wilderness.

He just stepped into the large formation with a radius of thousands of feet. As the first battle, the Cang Pavilion is really a big deal this time.

What flows below is the vast blue-colored river, the green mountains are verdant, and the iron chains are light and cold.

Stepping into the formation, Tang Shi felt a wave of ripples had enveloped him.

Then, a blue light lit up from the center of the formation, right in the center of the river below the iron chain bridge, like a faint green light, it only flashed and then disappeared.

Everyone immediately noticed the sudden clear light, and someone pointed at Tang Shi who was already standing not far from the steep plank road and shouted: "Tang Shi has joined the battle!"

People who were drowsy before opened their eyes immediately.

A monk in a dark blue robe yawned, as if dissatisfied with being woken up.He looked around and said, "What are you arguing about? What's the big deal?"

Someone glared at him, "You don't look at this, what are you doing here?"

The monks around also felt that this man was strange, and the boy-like monk shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking.He knew he had committed public outrage.

Those who came here to watch were not only idle monks outside the Great Wilderness, but also people from the other eleven Great Wilderness Pavilions.These people are hidden among ordinary people and cannot be seen at first glance.

After all, Tibetan Pavilion is the first stop here, and it is also related to two very important people.Although I knew that the Tibetan Pavilion would definitely release water, but the Dahuang Pavilion that wants to release water in the future, I want to refer to how much water should be released; if I don’t want to release water, I have a grudge with Xiao Zizaitian, so I want to see what kind of opponent my opponent is. what strength.

The first battle is very important, for Fuge who is going to fight next, it is the best policy to formulate countermeasures based on right and wrong abilities.So a lot of people are watching.

Tang shi had already entered the battle, and after entering, it was like entering a world shrouded in water waves, everything outside was blurred.

Looking back, there is only a faint shadow of the tall and simple pavilion of the Tibetan Pavilion, and it even fluctuates with the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the formation.

Turning his head and looking forward, everything is very clear.

Tibetan Pavilion, the first stop, must give people a feeling of grand opening.After all, this is a big event, and Tibetan Pavilion is a Tibetan Pavilion that cares about face.

Such a big handwriting, I'm afraid I can't find it later.

Someone must be complaining about the Tibetan pavilion, but Tang shi didn't mind at all.

He looked up at the plank road in front of him, it was really like a ladder.The iron chain bridge hangs between the two mountains, but it gives people the illusion of being wobbly.

In fact, the mountains and rivers are extremely steep.

At the end of the plank road, there was a stone pavilion. When Tang Shi walked over, he found that there was still a flat land beside the stream. He just sat in the stone pavilion and began to close his eyes and meditate.

All he has to do is wait before right and wrong come.

As the sky darkened, everyone knew that this night would pass while waiting.

It's just that there is an inexplicable sense of tension, lingering in everyone's heart, lingering, and they will wake up when they encounter the slightest movement while sleeping.

Tang shi, on the other hand, was just adjusting his state.

To be honest, I am looking forward to a battle with right and wrong, even if it is just a battle that has to be released.

But being able to fight against each other is already a blessing.

Tang Shi wore that painted dress, white and black, and it was still flowing.There is a string of small branded waistbands hanging on his waist, and the hairpins on the plugs are three deep sea blue wooden heart pens. The silence of the body.Put your fingers together and put them on your knees...

In the Tang Dynasty in the middle of the out of body period, the right and wrong of the return to the virtual period.

Tang Shi was thinking about this battle in his mind, but in the end he still wanted to...

The nails of the ten fingers on the hand were slowly covered in black as the sky gradually became clearer.

The ten fingernails were all black when the red sun crossed the line above the ground.His eyes were filled with ink, he opened his eyes, looked at the red sun for the first time, and at the pendant hanging around his waist for the second time.

Right and wrong, it has come.

Few people noticed that he came from the wilderness.

Walking out of the long yellow sand, one has already arrived at the other end of the three thousand storms.

There are people all around this formation, except for this entrance where there is no one.

There is no need for more words, right and wrong come alone, and the ten floors of the Tibetan Pavilion are already full of people.

Tang Ya stood behind the top floor, watching the scene from afar.

A hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, followed by a close breath.

Tang Ya's expression remained unchanged, he pushed him away, but said lazily, "What are you planning?"

"Where is my plan?" Lu Ci shrugged, took another sip of wine, sat down at the table, and said, "Huang Yu is dead?"

"Too dead." Tang Ya nodded.

Luci said again: "Did Jiuhui really contact him?"

"You doubt me." Tang Ya used a very sure tone.

Lu Ci walked up to him again, leaned into his ear, and blew softly: "Yes, I doubt you."

After saying this, he went straight down, passed through the teleportation array, came out from the first floor, and then came to the outermost side, standing among the crowd, watching from a distance the right and wrong who were already walking on the mountain path.

This round, for right and wrong, should actually be the most difficult.

He will definitely be able to come over, but he will suffer the most.Everything arises from the mind and dies from the mind.As for people like Tang shi, it doesn't matter at all.

The outline of this high mountain is very strange, but there is a more ancient coldness in its magnificence.

The mountain road loops, with nine bends and eighteen bends. When Shi Fei turned the first bend, he was attacked by countless monsters.

Jackals, tigers and leopards jumped out from the forest, but they just pinched the Buddhist beads, and the golden light radiated from the beads, and passed safely from the encirclement of these wild animals.

The surrounding trees also suddenly came alive, and when Shi Fei passed through the first valley, they suddenly started to move, forming formations one by one.

Tang shi's spiritual consciousness traveled through the mountains and saw all these scenes in his eyes.

He walked out of the stone pavilion, and as soon as he was light, he jumped directly to the top of the stone pavilion, standing on the raised cornice, and only stepped on a little tip.The painted clothes were blown up by the cold mountain wind, and the monk in white clothes could already be seen in the valley.

Tang shi stood here with only his hands behind his back, already like a painting.

At this moment, he looks like a fairy.

At this stop, many people who had only heard of Tang Shi before but didn't like him had already turned from passers-by to fans.

It's just that Tang Shi's heart at this moment is not as fairy-tale as he shows.

Hey, this monk really didn't kill anything, he only resisted the endless attacks around him all the way, but he never took the initiative to attack.I'm afraid that the monk who trampled to death on ants is really... How did he survive until now in the cruel world of self-cultivation?

The monk is really a very contradictory creature.

Tang Shi shook his head and smiled, seeing that a "Swastika" seal had been formed on the right and wrong side to resist the beast array in the valley, and it seemed that he had reached the exit of the valley in a flash.

Those monsters and beasts in the back seem to have not reacted yet, why are their targets already so far away?

Tang shi could feel that the ability to shrink right and wrong was getting better and better.

After he reached the mouth of the valley, he saw the countless monsters rushing out and chasing him, so he turned around and raised his hand, and pressed it into the air. Countless golden lotuses flashed out from his hands, forming a A light curtain, and then the petals of the lotus grew bigger and intertwined, sealing the valley's mouth.

He walked through these mountains and rivers, and he really passed five passes and killed six generals.

Walking all the way, they are all relaxed, the expression on the face can be said to be dull, but there is a feeling of detachment.Three petals of the golden lotus in his pupils lit up, flickering on and off between his eyes opening and closing.

Right and wrong walked forward step by step, and everyone watched him walk forward, but his speed was not slow at all, even faster than most monks with swords.

The white monk clothes are really beautiful among the green mountains and green waters.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, why is this monk so overwhelmed, he ran to become a monk and did not say anything, but came to do such a thankless thing.

thankless.

This is definitely the evaluation of most people about the things that are going to be faced, but Tang shi knows that it is a last resort.

He watched Shi Fei go up the winding mountain road again, stopping occasionally on the way, but he didn't know what he encountered.

The right and wrong expressions never changed, which made Tang Shi start to wonder if it was right and wrong, but after thinking about it this way, he felt that it would be strange if there were too many expressions.

Tang shi had no idea what the wind and rain three thousand formations were like.

It is said that there are countless formations hidden here, no matter which way you go, you will encounter many formations, killing formations, trapping formations, maze formations, illusion formations...

All kinds of things are the most testing of people's hearts.

He stayed on that unremarkable mountain path for too long, and after a while, he raised his hand and drew a few words in midair, but it was in Sanskrit, which Tang Shi didn't quite understand.I searched my memory carefully, but it was "turning back and doing it".The golden light of the Sanskrit was shining brightly, and in an instant, the sound of glass breaking into the ground scattered from somewhere in front of Shi Fei to the surroundings, and even the wind and rain three thousand formations came out.

Everyone just felt that after right and wrong's fingers dropped those golden handwritings, some clear light around them seemed to shatter, turning into fine starlight, scattered everywhere in the green mountains and green waters.

Shi Fei took a look from a distance, and could already see Tang Shi standing high on the cornice of the stone pavilion.

Tang shi looked at him with his hands behind his back and even a smile on his lips.

Right and wrong eyes hanging down, the ancient well is still, the eyes remain the same, a journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.

He arrived in front of the iron chain bridge without any risk, and the river was surging under his feet. When he took the first step, Tang Shi snapped his fingers, and the three thousand winds and rains finally came down.

This formation is called "Three Thousand Formation of Wind and Rain", and naturally has a more special meaning.

The rain was not heavy at the beginning, but it gradually became heavier. The wind blew the rain, but it drenched the iron chain bridge that Shi Fei was about to pass.

Raindrops fell into the river below, and the sound of rain became loud.

This kind of voice should have been very quiet, but it was quiet, but there was a bit of coldness hidden in it.Black air continued to emerge from the surface of the river where the raindrops hit when the right and wrong passed by, and gradually enveloped the chain bridge.

Originally, the iron chain bridge exuded a bit of pure immortality between the strange mountains and beautiful waters, but now it suddenly looked like a gloomy hell.

Right and wrong walked around step by step, unmoved, Tang Shi's eyes seemed to be able to see right and wrong's expression through the heavy rain, but in fact it was just plain.

When he reached the middle of the chain bridge, he suddenly stopped.

Everyone knows that this time must be the most critical - the existence of the chain bridge is obviously completely above everything else, and its role in this formation must be the greatest.

There is a light shield around Shi Fei's body, and the wind and rain do not invade, but in this wind and rain, he saw a village.

There are countless people in this village, and right and wrong turned into an ordinary monk in an instant.

He closed his eyes and let the right and wrong in his consciousness enter that illusion.

In the simple and simple village in the mountains, when right and wrong came in, someone would smile at him.

The village is built in a valley, with beautiful scenery and simple folk customs. The villagers are dedicated to farming, and young and middle-aged people occasionally go to the mountains to hunt.The arrival of right and wrong seems to be a very new and very good thing.

Time passed quickly, and it was only a matter of time before he was accepted by the whole village.

It's just that after an unknown amount of time, the wind and rain suddenly blew up. The wind and rain blew off the big trees outside the village and knocked over the roofs of the villagers. Everyone hid in their houses.

Shi Fei also sat in the leaky room, listening to the ticking noise in the room and the noisy rain outside, his heart was at peace.

There is a well in his heart, which reflects the five aggregates, six senses and seven sufferings, and the hardships in the world, and the well water of this well - since the arrival of right and wrong, everyone said that the bitter well in the village has become sweet, but The well that is not in the bottom of my heart has gathered all the pain in the world.

Right and wrong is a well digger, but he can't control the sweetness and bitterness of the cold spring in the well.

The oil lamp was blown out by the moisture carried by the wind, and the whole life was dark.

Only the Buddha beads in Zhengfei's hands were lit, and they were gently circulating in the room as he slowly undulated.

The accident, or something that was bound to happen, happened on this night.

The rainwater gathered and washed the surrounding mountains, and the muddy water rushed down the steep slope, and a mountain torrent broke out in an instant.

The village built in the valley will be submerged in just a moment.

Right or wrong, he didn't know if the monk was himself, so he stood up unhurriedly, lit the oil lamp with a torch, and there was a loud booming sound around him, seeing that the village was about to collapse, but he was still lighting the lamp.

What should this lamp be called?

he does not know.

I lit it many times, until the torch could no longer be ignited. This lamp, after all, was just a few wisps of smoked green smoke coming out from the wick, curling away, and being wiped away by the moisture.

Right and wrong seemed to give up at last, he put the lamp back on the table, grabbed his monk's robe, and walked out.

The mountain torrents are imminent.

The world-shattering scene, countless villagers have been awakened at that moment, but there is no time to escape.

The gray mud flow like a giant dragon roared down from the valley, overturned the trees on the mountain, and swept away the lives of all birds and animals.As a result, right and wrong suddenly disappeared, turning into a golden light, submerged in this endless mountain torrent.

He suddenly felt that this was his fate.

But he obviously didn't believe it.

However, all of this vaguely foreshadows something.

The mountain torrent finally rushed down, but nothing happened in the village.

All the panicked faces, those expressions of fear, turned into a kind of rejoicing after the disaster, and some people were in pain.

The monk in the white monk's robe stood in the muddy water below. His monk's robe was stained by the mud, but he lifted up the entire village and floated on the water, like a floating island.

Villages, isolated islands, monks in white robes.

A night of endless wind and rain.

The monk died.

Right and wrong are very clear.

This is an illusion, what should have started, has just begun.

In the ancient well, a drop of water suddenly fell, hitting the middle of the well water, causing ripples.

When the mud below solidified and completely concealed the figure of the monk, the village was moved collectively.

The monk, buried silently under the mud of that village.

The lamp he had lit many times was forgotten by all the villagers in a corner, and was never lit again. As the years passed, the lamp oil in the lamp panel gradually evaporated and disappeared, and finally only a dry lamp remained. There is no possibility of being lit again.

There, in the valley, was the site of an empty village.

No one knows that there once was a monk in white who saved a village.

The newly relocated village is on a plain.The villagers still live quietly and peacefully, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, farming and weaving for self-sufficiency.The old people, young children, men and women in the village seem to have such a beautiful appearance even after thousands of years.

Many, many years later, another monk in white came here.

When Shi Fei raised his eyes, the person he saw was no longer the person he was many years ago, but the new face seemed to have the same simplicity.

He was warmly received by everyone again and lived in an unoccupied thatched cottage in the village.

There was a lamp in the room, and he lit it as usual.

Lamps, in the dark, give people light, point out the direction for people, and get rid of the darkness and gloom and the sea of ​​suffering and hell.

Monks like lamps very much, and they also like to light this lamp, walking in the dark, but there is infinite light hidden in their chests.

Blowing on the fire and lighting the lamp, it seems to be damp.

He looked at the wick and tried again to light the lamp.

It was already dark, and a village woman knocked on the door, saying that she was bringing food to the monks.

So Shifei put down the lamp, and the lamp oil in the lamp shook for a while, and when Shifei came back with some simple meals and put them on the table, the lamp oil was no longer shaking.

The simple villagers donated the fast to the monks.

However, he only took a few mouthfuls before falling to the ground in a daze.

The door that was half-hidden suddenly opened.

Someone was holding an ax and a knife. The men all had grim expressions, and the women hugged their children tightly, a little scared.

This is a kind of cruelty, a kind of guilty conscience and fear.

He heard someone say: This is the monk, he is exactly the same as the monk back then, he must have come to seek revenge.

Someone echoed: that's him, I saw him back then, that's him...

Yes, that's him.

it's him.

it's him.

it's him……

Countless people said, "That's him."

Right and wrong seemed to suddenly become two again. He watched one of them fall to the ground, unaware of the danger he was facing, while the other was floating in the air watching the scene that was about to happen—the tragedy.

The knife and ax were raised, and the eyes of the women followed the eyes of the men, becoming resentful and ferocious.

People in the world rarely have a good memory. People who are kind to themselves often forget quickly, and most of what they can remember are the bad ones.Because bad things are deeper than good things.

It is much more difficult to remember a person's good than to remember a person's bad.

To the villagers, this white-clothed monk is no longer the white-clothed monk who rescued them back then, but a ghost, a demon, a dead person abandoned by them at the old village site.

All weird things will be classified as evil spirits.

The eyes of mortals can only see the things of mortals; the heart of mortals can only deduce the principles of mortals.

Tang Shi watched from a distance, and others only knew that Zheng Fei was standing there. As the main player of the three thousand wind and rain formations, he knew what Zheng Fei saw.

As soon as the hands were back, they shook lightly. It was still sunny here in Tang Dynasty, and it was the sunrise in the east and the rain in the west.Ups and downs have nothing to do with him.Tang Shi murmured: "Okay, now how do you choose..."

How to choose?

Right and wrong seem to have heard others talking to him: At this moment, how do you choose?

"Kill them, and you will be able to pass. Your opponent, your little Zizaitian, your heart of benevolence, no matter what it is, can all be fulfilled...Kill it, good can't stop evil. The cycle of heaven and retribution Displeased, why not kill him?"

Only by killing these people can this situation be broken.

There are three thousand bursts of wind and rain.

This is the most critical moment.

Tang Shi pursed his lips, feeling strangely nervous.

How to choose right and wrong?

Kill, or be killed—

No matter how you choose, it is actually irreversible.

The knife and ax were raised, but they had already fallen.

Shi Fei closed his eyes, his fingers trembled, but he didn't make any move.

To kill, not to kill, became a sea of ​​entanglement in his heart.

There is no denying that he is shaking.

His slender fingers clenched the Buddhist bead tightly, and his name was engraved on it—right and wrong, right and wrong, called right and wrong, how can he break away from right and wrong?

Just like all living beings, born from the sea of ​​suffering, when will they be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering?

Someone said to him: These people have never been qualified to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss to achieve great freedom.

"Heart, Buddha, and sentient beings, the three are indiscriminate, equal and equal."

He muttered a sentence, and at the same time he closed his eyes, the knife and ax had already fallen on the monk on the ground, and the monk's clothes were stained with blood.

Right and wrong standing on the chain bridge, all monk clothes were dyed red at that moment, Tang Shi didn't speak for a long time.

After knowing the right and wrong to make such a choice, he actually felt a strange sense of relief.

In fact, it was hard for Tang Shi to imagine what it would be like if he was really bewitched and made the choice to "kill".If you don't kill, you will die; if you kill, you can survive in the world, but you will fall into the land of eternal doom, and you will never be able to survive.

The blood color suddenly disintegrated in mid-air, condensed into countless misty rains, and soon fell into the rolling river with the raindrops, the chain bridge swayed for a while, and then stopped quickly.The figure of right and wrong seemed to have also turned into a blood-colored mist and disappeared.

Everyone outside was at a loss, only thinking that right and wrong must be in trouble.

Seeing the moment when the big white clothes were dyed red but disappeared without a trace, everyone gasped, only Tang Ya, who was standing far away on the tenth floor, smiled, as if he had expected it.

But the following Lu Ci shook his head and smiled: "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse..."

When such a monk appeared beside Tang shi, no one could predict what would happen afterwards.

With a pinch of his fingers, Tang Shi stood on the corner of the eaves and said, "Three thousand winds and rains, let's go."

When the thumb and middle finger of the right hand touched together, a halo of light suddenly centered on the point where Tang Shi's fingers touched, and shot out very quickly. The air is clear, and the wind and rain have stopped.

The rain curtain is gone, and the damp wind is also hidden.

The river is still vast, and the raindrops on the iron chain bridge are still hanging on the cold iron chains, reflecting the surrounding sky.

The moment the sun penetrated the clouds and fell, the figure of right and wrong also re-condensed at the end of the chain bridge.

It's just that his face paled a lot, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the rugged mountain road in front of him, he had already experienced a catastrophe.

At this moment, the effect of the wind and rain three thousand formations has come to an end.

Only this beautiful country becomes the foil of right and wrong.

No one knew what was going on, but it could be seen from his face that right and wrong should have been injured.

He descended from the steep plank road, as if descending from a ladder.

At this time, everyone who was still bored took a breath and did not dare to relax. Those who were sitting also stood up.Including the disapproving young monk in the dark blue robe before, he became nervous, staring closely at every move of the white-clothed monk.

Tang Shi stood there without moving even half a minute. The three Muxin pens above his head reflected the sunlight, like a pool of flowing blue sea water.

Shi Fei had already walked down and stood on the open space in front of the stone pavilion, with the mountain stream passing by his feet.

He didn't speak, but Tang Shi folded his hands and smiled: "Good concentration, never falling into the way of demons, it's a good skill of the master."

This was a compliment, but Tang shi's compliments sounded like mockery all the time.

Right and wrong didn't smile, his lips were straight, and he never looked at Tang Shi, he just lowered his eyes and said, "Three thousand wind and rain roads, don't change Lianxin."

Tang Shi sneered suddenly, he couldn't see him dying like this, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed a golden lotus out of thin air, and pinched with his right finger, which was the most common and most refined flower finger in Buddhism.

"I have practiced in Xiaozizai Heaven for some time, and I think I have a little understanding of various kinds of Buddhism. Senior Brother Li is a big disciple of the third heaven. Today, I will ask Senior Brother Shibu for a lesson or two, so as to confirm each other. I also hope that my brother is right and wrong—don’t hesitate to enlighten me."

Beyond the wind and rain, there was an uproar.

Isn't Tang Shi crazy to ask the most outstanding disciple of Xiao Zizaitian for thousands of years about Buddhism?He is clearly just a Taoist cultivator!

Take the wrong medicine!

——Today, Tang Shi really did not take the wrong medicine.

The so-called release of water is a technical job.

Right and wrong only make palms together, but never answer.

Tang Shi's most formidable ability should be his perverted ability of being single-minded and dual-purpose.Because his mental strength is strong enough, he is holding completely different exercises in his left and right hands, but they can still operate freely.

Lotus has a special meaning in Buddhism.

White lotus, green lotus, red lotus, and golden lotus are all different.

In addition to the division by color, there are also divisions by the number of lotus petals. A lotus with more than ten petals is called "Human Hua", while a lotus with more than a thousand petals can already be called "Tianhua".The golden lotus in Tang Shi's hand had only a hundred petals, which obviously hadn't reached the realm of celestial splendor.It's just that Tang shi was a beginner after all, and he was still a Taoist cultivator, so it was already very impressive to have such an astonishing performance.

When Shi Fei saw the hundred-petaled golden lotus, admiration already appeared in his eyes.just himself