Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Jing Fu nodded slightly, and then asked himself, "Tanyue, I want to get some bamboo sticks, is it possible?"

"Bamboo branch?" Wen Zhuben was secretly worrying about how to make a decision, and thought that Monk Jingfu would sensibly leave after agreeing to him to consider the matter of Shuhai, leaving him alone to calm down, but unexpectedly Monk Jingfu asked him again After meeting this request, I couldn't help being stunned.

But he met Jing Fu's eyes, and felt that the monk must not have made such a request for no reason, so he asked, "What does the monk Jing Fu want to do with these bamboo branches?"

Jing Fu said, "I just want to make some lanterns."

Asparagus wanted to ask more detailed questions, but after hearing such a simple answer from Jingfu, he stopped talking and just asked, "What kind of bamboo does Monk Jingfu want to use?"

Monk Jingfu specifically proposed to him, don't you want to use the bamboo branches of many of their companions?

Asparagus thought to himself, but he didn't dare to reveal anything on his face.

Jing Fu shook his head slightly, "It's just ordinary bamboo branches, but a little bit, the bamboo with the bamboo branches removed, it would be better if it is older."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Wen Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, but as for the second half of the sentence, Wen Zhu didn't take it seriously at all.

There are not many other things in their bamboo sea, that is, there are the most bamboos, not to mention ten-thousand-year-old bamboos, even 10-year-old or million-year-old bamboos!

He glanced at the thick dark color outside the bamboo building, and grabbed a thick and long bamboo branch in his hand.

He sent the bamboo branch horizontally to Jing Fu, and asked, "How about this one?"

Lantern asparagus bamboo has been seen before, and he also recognizes many bamboos in the bamboo sea. Naturally, he knows what kind of bamboo branch is most suitable for making lanterns. Now the bamboo branch he found for Jingfu is very suitable.

Jing Fu took a closer look, nodded slightly, took the bamboo branch with both hands and put it in his bag.

"Very suitable, thank you Tan Yue."

Asparagus smiled triumphantly.

Xu felt a little more relaxed, and Wenzhu quickly thought of something, "By the way, Monk Jingfu, where is your Maozhu?"

Asparagus mentioned earlier that the two parties had already reached an agreement to cultivate bamboos for Jingfu, but because they were too busy to take care of them for a while, the bamboos were still in Jingfu's hands and had not been handed over to them. asparagus.

This time when Asparagus came to ask, Jing Fu also showed some dazed expression.

He smiled at the asparagus bamboo, raised his hand to fetch the green bamboo with nine knots and 49 leaves, handed it to the asparagus with both hands, and said very solemnly, "Maozhu will trouble Tanyue."

As Wen Zhu took Mao Zhu, he shook his head and said, "Since I, Zhu Hai, have promised the monk, I will do my best. Monk, you don't have to be polite."

Jingfu thanked Wenzhu again, and just said goodbye and left.

Asparagus bamboo only sent Jingfu away, and stood in front of the door of the bamboo house, watching Jingfu go away.

Jing Fu walked around the corner, casually glanced at the place where the set of forbidden protection was, and sure enough, he saw that Zuo Tianxing was carefully walking among the many spiritual objects, choosing the spiritual objects that fit his own fate.

At the edge, there are several different bamboos who are in charge of maintaining the ban.

Sensing that Jing Fu was looking intently at him, those different bamboos turned their eyes back one after another, seeing that it was him, they all nodded with smiles in salute.

Jing Fu just paused and nodded in response, then continued walking, all the way back to the bamboo house where he lived temporarily.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, after lighting up the lights, Jing Fu sat down at the desk.

When he sat down, he didn't take out classics or other books to read as usual, but took out the bamboo branch that Asparagus bamboo gave him just now.

He placed the long bamboo branch on the desk, took out a small knife and many tools from the bag, and closed his eyes.

'You do it. '

The heart demon body didn't say much at the moment, and directly took over the control of the physical body, and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness world from the Buddha body.

It's just the time of closing and closing the eyes, the aura between Jing Fu's eyebrows and eyes has already changed.A trace of coquettish wantonness emerged from nowhere, and naturally condensed on his body, lingering on and on.

Jing Fu first took the bamboo branch in his hand, but after a while, a fine white mist came out from the surface of the bamboo branch, and after a while, the fine white mist finally cleared away.

After a brief treatment, Jing Fu took the small knife casually and neatly divided the long bamboo branch into several sections of different lengths, and then took the long or short bamboo branch in his hand, "Wow! "Several sounds divided into flexible bamboo strips.

Jing Fu carefully scraped off the bamboo strands around the bamboo strips, and just now he bent many bamboo strips and tied them with thin ropes to form a bamboo frame.

The bamboo frame took shape, Jing Fu held it in his hand and took a closer look to make sure there was nothing wrong, then he placed the bamboo frame on the ground, and picked up bamboo sticks and rafts to continue making the bamboo frame.

Jing Fu's movements were extremely fast, and in a little over a quarter of an hour, three bamboo frames of the same size were neatly placed on the ground in front of him.

Seeing the many fine bamboo threads and the few remaining bamboo branches scattered around him, Jing Fu just casually raised his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew up, carried all these debris out of the bamboo house, and landed not far outside the bamboo house. under the bamboo.Waiting for time to grind these bamboo threads and branches into mud to continue nourishing the bamboo in the bamboo sea.

After cleaning up all those things, Jing Fu just stood up from his seat, turned to the edge of the desk, and added water and ink.

The water is clean water from the mountain behind Miaoyin Temple, and the paper, ink, and pens are all materials sent to Jingfu by Miaoyin Temple for Jingfu to transcribe classics.

Seeing that the ink in the inkstone was thick, Jing Fu thought about it carefully, and after making sure that the ink was enough for him, he just let it go and took another pen in his hand.

But even though he had laid out a blank sheet of paper in front of him and had a pen in his hand, he just stood silently behind the desk and even closed his eyes.

The Buddha body and deity in the sea of ​​consciousness world didn't bother him, they just watched quietly.

A light in the room was flickering, dragging the shadows in the room to keep moving.It's a pity that Jing Fu still can't be disturbed at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Fu, who had been standing there all this time, finally opened his eyes.

At that moment, the eyes that borrowed two points of light seemed to have emerald green rays of light emerging, but when you look closely, those eyes, which are darker and darker than the night outside the house, can only see the candlelight reflected by the two points of light. That's all.

But at this time, Jing Fu's eyes moved slightly, and fell on his wrist.And his wrist also sank, letting the tip of the pen in his hand sink to the inkstone, and after being soaked in ink, he quickly lifted it up to draw on the white paper.

Jing Fu's movements were not slow at all, as if he already had a picture in his heart, and at this moment he just moved the picture from his heart to this piece of paper.

There was a wind blowing outside the house, and there were some faint sounds, vaguely someone was talking about something.But none of the three bodies of Jing Fu was distracted, the demon body was fully drawing, and the Buddha body and the deity had already closed their eyes when the demon body picked up the pen, concentrating their minds and spirits to help the demon body.

First, many phantoms appeared under the white paper.The phantom is so incomplete that it is almost impossible to see the original appearance, that is, among the many phantoms that are almost stacked in one place, the faces of the people look extraordinarily real.

However, it is this kind of reality and life that can best depict the ferociousness and pain of the human face in the phantom.On the bottom side of the phantom, there are pieces of finely divided land, and there are many human faces growing in that land, and the expressions of those many human faces are all ferocious and painful.

This is the image of hell.

It is also what it looks like in the dark earth world of Jinghao Realm today.

After Jing Fu covered the bottom of the drawing paper, he picked up the pen without any pause, and let the soft and long hair on the tip of the pen fall on the blank space above the drawing paper.

It was also a phantom like a dark cloud, and on top of that phantom, there were many faces with different faces, but the expressions of these many faces were not like the grim and painful companions on the ground, but rather those who had more or less faces. More or less peace and tranquility.

It seems to have the meaning of relief.

After filling up the cloud, Jing Fu's pen stopped for a while, and finally dragged it to the upper right corner of the paper, where he drew a phantom of a lantern in a blank space.

After the lantern took shape, Jing Fu just turned his wrist and brought out the brush completely.

Jing Fu held a pen in his hand, but his eyes were only wandering around the newly completed painting.

After a long while, he seemed to be really satisfied. He just nodded and put the pen in his hand on the pen stand.He raised his hand, and a nine-layered exquisite small pagoda with a quiet and gloomy atmosphere fell into the palm of his hand.

This small pagoda is not next to it, it is the natal magic weapon of Jingfu's heart demon body, the secluded pagoda.

Jing Fu held the small pagoda with both hands, although he had never got any ink pad, but he really took this small pagoda as a seal, and pressed on the lower right side of that painting.

The drawing paper seemed to be unbearable, and trembled for a while, but it was stable in the end, and did not shatter.

Jing Fu put away the Dark Tower of Silence and looked at the painting again.

The color of the scene in the painting remains unchanged, but a bit of tranquility brought out from the deepest dark color has been added for no reason.

Only then did Jing Fu pick up the painting, and found a place to place it in the bamboo house, waiting for the ink to dry.

He returned to the desk, took a blank sheet of paper and laid it out, before closing his eyes again.

'It's your turn. '

Returning to the world of Consciousness Sea, Jing Fu's heart demon showed a rare look of tiredness between his brows and eyes. He didn't say a word, and just sat on the dark throne he had manifested, closing his eyes to recuperate .

The Buddha body and the deity smiled at the same time, looked at each other again, and then a voice sounded, 'I'll go. '

'The ground painting has been completed, now it should be a human painting, please. '

The deity didn't shirk much, and went directly out of the sea of ​​consciousness world.

The aura that hadn't surfaced between Jing Fu's eyebrows and eyes for a long time finally returned there at this moment, and the wantonness and seriousness at this moment were all gone, leaving only his most essential indifference.

Jing Fu opened his eyes, and only slightly swept the white paper on the table, then took out his pen, soaked it in ink, and began to draw.

Soon, a picture was formed on the white paper.

It's not some weird and absurd picture, but just the most common corner of the world.

A long street, with clouds above the head and soil under the feet, people come and go on the street, happy or sad, angry or sad, with different colors and different colors.However, the life between the eyebrows and eye movements of the people on the long street really made people see what a worldly atmosphere is.

After finishing painting a long street, Jing Fu took a pen and stood there for a while, then suddenly chose a place at the corner of the street, and drew a little boy there. The little boy was holding an open broken cage in his hand. And blunt head stuck out.

It was a chick.

After Jing Fu finished painting the chicken cub, he tapped on the boy's eyebrows, and suddenly a little life burst out, moving the whole long street.

Jing Fu put down the pen, and also held a bronze-colored exquisite pagoda in his hand, and pressed it on the side of the drawing paper as a seal.

After the pagoda was put away, he also took the drawing paper and turned it to the other side, and put it together with the ground painting, before turning back to the desk and laying out the white paper again.

When the white paper was laid out, the Buddha body in the world of the sea of ​​consciousness would not let the deity urge him. After the deity returned to the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, he came out of the world of the sea of ​​consciousness and took control of the physical body.

Like the demon body and the deity, he held a pen and pressed it down on the inkstone until the tip of the pen was soaked with ink, then he lifted it up and drew on the drawing paper.

He seemed to have already made up his mind on what he should draw, and the pen just barely touched the drawing paper, and he turned away smoothly, never staying on the drawing paper for too long.

At this time, the lamp that had been quietly lighting the room for a long time suddenly burst out with a small sound, and the lights jumped violently, disturbing the quiet shadows in the room.

But Jing Fu seemed to have never heard of it, his eyes were still drooping quietly, the solemn and serious look flowed out from his brows and eyes, and it bloomed all over him again, quiet and solemn.

The painting of the Buddha's body is not as eerie and treacherous as the body of the heart demon, and it is not as lively as the painting of the deity. There is not even a face on his painting paper, only clouds and mist, only rays of light.

It was very monotonous.

However, it is such a monotonous scenery, but it feels that there is something mysterious about it after savoring it carefully.

The spreading and entanglement of the clouds and mist, the rendering and obscurity of the glow, when you look closely, they all seem to give people a different feeling, intoxicating, and unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

The Buddha's body only painted clouds and mists, and only the rays of the sun, but although his movements were not slow, they were not much faster than the demon body and the deity.

It was so easy to complete a painting, Jing Fu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't add brushes to himself like the demon body and the deity, but put down the brush directly, took the Guangming Buddha Pagoda in his hand, and pressed on the drawing paper.

After the painting took shape, he put away the Guangming Buddhist Pagoda, picked up the drawing paper, and put it together with the ground and figure paintings.

When the three paintings fell together, an aura that seemed complete and incomplete burst out suddenly, which directly alarmed Zuo Tianxing and the strange bamboos outside.

Zuo Tian Xingben was carefully selecting two of them for himself among the many spiritual creatures, so he couldn't help being distracted at the moment, and looked up in the direction of the burst of breath.

Clean Fu?

He was surprised but not surprised. After a while, he shook his head, then lowered his head and continued to search.

On the contrary, a group of different bamboos in the bamboo sea raised their eyebrows looking at the bamboo house where Jing Fu temporarily lived, and contacted secretly again and again.

"So, Monk Jingfu, what is he doing?"

"I don't know," Wen Zhu also replied, but Jing Fu just left him just now, so he said, "It's just that Monk Jing Fu just asked me for some bamboo sticks?"

"What?" A different bamboo frowned, "What kind of bamboo?"

The other strange bamboos also looked over in a blink of an eye, with a bit of worry in their eyes.

Apparently, they thought that Jing Fu was begging asparagus for his bamboo branch.

Wenzhu's heart was soft and warm, and he smiled and shook his head, "It's just some old bamboo branches, not mine."

Only then did the group of different bamboos dissipate their little worries, and they were interested in paying attention to other trivial matters.

"A few bamboo branches from old bamboos, that's not a problem."

Most of their bamboo seas are old bamboos. Although these strange bamboos are also old bamboos, just like spirit beasts do not regard mortal beasts as their companions, those bamboos that have not developed spiritual wisdom and have not changed are years old. No matter how long it is, it is just an ordinary thing and cannot be listed with them, so all the different bamboos said this sentence very calmly.

"But what does Monk Jingfu want to ask for Laozhu's bamboo branches?"

Asparagus also shook his head, "I don't know."

He sighed, but changed the subject, "Besides begging for some bamboo branches from me, Monk Jingfu also bid farewell to me."

farewell?

Everyone, Yizhu looked at each other for a while, turned their gazes, and out of the corner of their eyes fell on Zuo Tianxing who was picking out spiritual objects.

"Is it because of him?"

"No way?"

"Probably not, the sword Zuo Tianxing was recommended to us by Monk Jingfu himself..."

"Don't forget, Monk Jingfu is only a one-person cultivator, and he has never been so happy when he does things. Who knows if Monk Jingfu recommended Zuo Tianxing, a Taoist swordsman, to us, is he really that happy? …”

This is true, no one who is different can pick it up.

After a long silence, Wen Zhu shook his head, "I don't think so."

He thought for a while, and asked his companions with questioning eyes, "Although Monk Jingfu and Zuo Tianxing, a Taoist swordsman, have not stayed in our Zhuhai at the same time for a long time, we also always Keep an eye on it, but when did you feel dissatisfied when you saw this Jingfu monk?"

All the different bamboos thought for a while, and fell silent.

Really... no.

Wen Zhu explained the reason why Jing Fu bid farewell to him, and then said, "So, it's probably because of the small underworld."

All the different bamboos had nothing to say, and could only continue to remain silent.

Asparagus took a look at his companions, and felt that everyone got together, and the timing was just right, so he told Jingfu's request to all the strangers.

"The sea of ​​books? Monk Jingfu wants to enter the sea of ​​books?"

I don't know that it was a different bamboo who exclaimed.

Asparagus nodded silently.

A different bamboo felt strange, and asked himself, "Isn't Monk Jingfu leaving my bamboo sea tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? If we promised him, how long can he stay in the sea of ​​books?"

"Could it be that he... wants to take my collection of books out of the bamboo sea?"

All the different bamboos looked at the asparagus bamboo again.

Wenzhu thought about it seriously, but he never worried about it, "Monk Jingfu probably didn't mean that."

If that's what he meant, Wen Zhu felt that Jing Fu probably wouldn't have spoken to him.

After all, although Wenzhu didn't have much dealings with this monk, judging from the relationship during this period of time, this monk is not an insatiable person, and he is also very measured when interacting with others.

Asparagus believes in Jing Fu, and a monk with such eyes is trustworthy enough even if he is a human cultivator.

A group of different bamboos listened to Wenzhu's statement, thought about it in their hearts, and nodded.

A different bamboo also said at this time, "Maybe it's forced memory."

The monk's soul is strong, and his memory is naturally not that bad.

At least it will never disappoint.

Seeing this, Wenzhu asked again, "So, what should we decide now?"

The different bamboos looked at each other.

In the final analysis of this matter now, there are actually two choices, agree or refuse.

Asparagus didn't speak any more, and let the companions think for themselves.

When all the different bamboos were silent, the boy seemed to have an idea, and he spoke first, "I agree."

Hearing this voice, all the different bamboos looked at him together.

The boy had a serious face, and his expression made all the different bamboos see a bit of the appearance of the previous bamboo master.

"Those things in the sea of ​​books are actually not very valuable." He said, "Aren't the truly valuable things on us?"

The different bamboos in the bamboo sea have experienced a long time. All the rare treasures and treasures in the bamboo sea are not in the bamboo storehouse or the book sea, but in a group of strange bamboos, in the body of the strange bamboos.

In other words, the most precious thing in the bamboo sea is the different bamboos themselves.

It is not only the value of the different bamboos themselves, but also the information and mysteries of the many bamboo patterns they have burned on their bodies as the years passed.

The bamboo warehouse and even the sea of ​​books are just places where they pile up sundries.

When the different bamboos thought about it, they all understood.

But the boy didn't stop like this, he said again, "We were also optimistic about the future of Monk Jingfu, so we made friends with him. We even agreed to cultivate bamboos for him, this mere book sea, promised him again how?"

It's not that the different bamboos don't value the inheritance in their own books, they do too.But the inheritance of the different bamboos is not in the sea of ​​books in the bamboo sea at all, but in the different bamboos themselves.

Just like the five-color deer and even other divine beasts have blood inheritance, the different bamboos also have their own set of inheritance. This inheritance is what they value most besides themselves. .

The boy saw a group of companions nodding faintly, and continued, "We keep increasing the weight here, and the things that Monk Jingfu returned to us will have enough value and weight."

What he said was really a heavy code, and a blush appeared on the faces of all the different bamboos.

As for Monk Jingfu, he can't get it back...

How can it be?

Don't say that a person like Monk Jingfu can't lose face, even if he did, the cause and effect will reverse in the future, so why should they worry?

Hearing these words, Wenzhu's mind moved, and he subconsciously looked at the bamboo building where Jingfu temporarily lived.

"perhaps......"

A group of different bamboos also seemed to think of something, and they all looked at the bamboo building at the same time.But "maybe" something, but no Yizhu answered.

After being silent for a while, Wenzhu suddenly turned his head back, looked at his companions, and said, "Then, let's make a decision, agree or refuse."

All the different bamboos looked at each other and laughed together.

"I agree."

"I agree."

"Well, I agree too."

Hearing the responses from his companions, Wenzhu gradually smiled, and after all the different bamboos expressed their opinions, he concluded, "In this case, I will reply to Monk Jingfu tomorrow morning."

A group of different bamboos nodded and said, "It should be like this."

Asparagus simply took out the luxuriant bamboo that Jing Fu had given him earlier.The spiritual bamboo with nine sections and 49 leaves was lying in his hands, and there were hidden spiritual light fluctuations all over it, which was very eye-catching.

"It's time to start cultivating Maozhu..."

Jing Fu never cared about many things in the outside world.After resting for a while, he still came forward from the demon body, meticulously and conscientiously framed the three portraits, and then pasted them on the lantern.

After the lanterns were covered with drawing paper, Jing Fu hung up the three lanterns, but still felt something was wrong.

The deity said, 'Pendant. '

As soon as the deity mentions it, the demon body will know it.But......

'What do you think should be used as a pendant? '

The deity and the Buddha body were also silent for a while, and after a while, the three bodies looked at each other and nodded.

The inner demon body controlled the physical body and stood up, walked to the lantern depicting the scene of the dark earth world, and with a vacant grasp, wisps of black mist fell into the palm of Jing Fu, following Jing Fu's mind , condensed into dark black tassels, are embellished under the lantern by Jingfu for decoration.

After the dark black tassel was made, another bright red tassel condensed with red dust and fireworks and light blue tassel condensed with heavenly aura were made successively by Jingfu deity and Buddha body, and adorned under the other two lanterns.

After such busy work, Jing Fu just nodded in satisfaction, finally dug out some tung oil from somewhere, and carefully painted the three lanterns.

When the sky became brighter, the three lanterns had already taken shape.

Xinmoshen looked at the three lanterns with some satisfaction.

Although he hasn't made lanterns for a long time, the ones he made now are no worse than others.

' And there was no fire. 'Buddha said.

"This fire..." The demon body hesitated a little.

These three lanterns were originally made by him as a gift, and they were intended to be left to Zhuhai.There is a suitable Huojingfu, but if you take it out, in case Zhuhai is not satisfied...

In the end, the deity spoke, 'Click on it. '

'If Zhuhai here wants to use their own fire, then they can replace it by themselves. '

The Buddha body also thinks it is feasible.

Now that the deity and the Buddha body have said so, and the demon body has no other opinions, it just agrees.

'Well, what fire shall we use? '

The Buddha body also had an idea, so he said at the moment, "Let's get angry." '

Although the three lamps have their own effects, they are actually the most suitable to be lit by the fire of the heart, and it is also most suitable for the identity of Monk Jingfu.

The demon body has no objection.

The Buddha body came out of the sea of ​​consciousness world, and sent a little heart fire into the lantern, and the light of the fire lighted up faintly in a moment, illuminating this space.

The moment the lantern with the image of the dark earth world was lit, the entire dark earth world shook.

From the dim dark earth world with no light, a little fire suddenly lit up at this time.The fire was bright and weak, but it carried a little warmth.

This warm feeling shrouded the dark earth world, and the countless remnant souls froze for a moment, their expressions of ferociousness, pain, resentment, or hatred all froze, showing a little bewildered Come.

The ferocious, painful, resentful, and hated emotions seemed to be captured by something and dissipated little by little.

It's just a pity that these many remnant souls have not been liberated after all, and are still sinking in the boundless darkness.

But even so, this dark earth world is still different.

The Buddha body stopped his movements, glanced in the direction of the dark earth world, and smiled slightly.

Sitting in the sea of ​​consciousness world, although he never glanced in the direction of the dark earth world, the corners of his lips quietly raised revealed his mood.

The changes in the dark earth world immediately attracted the attention of the Buddhist monks.

Tianjing Temple, Miaoyin Temple, Miaotan Temple, Miaoding Temple, Miaoli Temple, Miao'an Temple, Miaokong Temple, and even Monk Hengzhen, Keshou Arhat, etc. all looked in the direction of the dark earth world.

"This is?"

"Is this heart fire?"

"Who did what? Can let the fire of the heart shine into the dark earth world, and protect one side?"

It's really not a lie to say that they are protecting one side.Even if this heart fire is only reflected in the dark earth world, and cannot really guide the boundless remnants of this dark earth world into the underworld, it can already protect the boundless remnants of this dark earth world and add some opportunities for them.

With this kind of heart fire, many remnant souls in the dark earth world who are on the verge of being broken may be able to persist until the small underworld is completed and seize that glimmer of life.

but......

Who is it?

The great monks of each monastery looked at each other, although they didn't say it clearly, but there was a shadow in their hearts.

Compared with other Dharma lines, the great monks of Miaoyin Temple are calmer and calmer.

Great Monk Qingyuan laughed, "This breath, is it Jingfu?"

The great monk Qingdu was also a little helpless, but he had to nod his head and replied, "It should be."

Jing Yin just laughed and listened beside him, without saying anything.

Great Monk Qingyuan looked into the dark earth world for a while, and pondered for a while, but he didn't want to understand what was going on, so he turned his head and glanced at Great Monk Qingdu.

"Junior Brother Qingdu, how do you think Jingfu did it? He was able to send his heart fire into the dark earth world, and it didn't hurt the many weak souls in the dark earth world, but it was even more protective. lost them?"

The great monk Qingdu couldn't figure it out either.

He shook his head honestly, "I don't know either."

Great Monk Qingyuan sighed, "It seems that we can only ask Jingfu when he comes back."

"Wait for him to come back?" The Great Monk Qingdu immediately became a little annoyed when he heard this, "Then I don't know how long I have to wait?"

That's what he said, but if the great monk Qingdu was really angry, his lips would not curl up, nor would there be a smile overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

But when I saw Gui, I saw it, Abbot Qingyuan and Jing Yin couldn't point it out, so they could only laugh and say a few words, and then let it go.

Jing Yin listened to the words of the two masters above her, but she was somewhat worried in her heart, and couldn't help but glanced in the direction of the bamboo sea.

The great monk Qingdu caught his attention, and asked in a drawn out voice, "Jingyin, what are you looking at?"

Jing Yin quickly came back to her senses, put on a obedient smile and said, "Master, I think with my younger brother's personality, he should have done more than just do such a small thing."

Before the great monk Qingdu said anything, the abbot Qingyuan next to him smiled and said, "That's true. All right, let's wait a little longer and see what he has done!"

In fact, Qingyuan, Qingdu, and Jingyin didn't ask Qingyuan, Qingdu, and Jingyin to wait long. Jingfu, who was still in the bamboo sea, took a look at the dark earth world and checked the movement in the dark earth world. The heart fire was sent into the lantern on which the portrait of the world was pasted.

The heart fire was sent in and the moment when the lantern was lit was exactly the time when a big sun emerged from the sky. The light was so bright that it would cleanse the world and dispel the darkness of that night like every sunny day in the past, but this day , and it seems to be very different from any other time in the past.

Qing Yuan, Qing Du, and Jing Yin who had been waiting all this time felt something strange, but they didn't know what the difference was.

The two great monks, Qingyuan and Qingdu, looked at each other, and then looked at Jingyin at the same time.

However, Jing Yin, who knows Jing Fu better than them, is also frowning at this moment, with a puzzled expression on her face.

Zuo Tianxing, who was choosing in Zhuhai, stopped, took his eyes off the many spiritual creatures, and looked at Zhuhai in a blink of an eye.

Probably at this moment, besides Jing Fu, he is the only one who has truly seen the changes in this world.

Zuo Tianxing's eyes were instantly stained with the blue color of the sky.

He looked at the people in the world of mortals who were smiling more comfortably and steadily, at those people who finally unknowingly relaxed their brows and eyes on this day after the catastrophe, with hopeful eyes, and secretly sighed.

It is both convincing and stable.

Although he still doesn't know how Jing Fu did it, but he can do this step, to this world, to the thousands of creatures in this world, it is immeasurable merit.

But at this time, Zuo Tianxing vaguely guessed something.

The dark earth world has changed, and the world of mortals has also changed, so how could Jingfu miss the sky?

Zuo Tianxing sighed again.

He withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the bamboo building where Jing Fu temporarily lived.

Jing Fu felt something in his heart, and turned his eyes to look at it.

The eyes of the two collided in the bright sky.

Zuo Tianxing took the lead to look away, and acquiesced to Jing Fu's next move.

Even if his actions are likely to land on the Nine Layers of Clouds that should be in his hands.

Although separated by a constant distance, all of Zuo Tianxing's actions still fell into Jing Fu's eyes.

He clasped his palms together and leaned slightly towards Zuo Tianxing.

Zuo Tianxing returned a salute.

Jing Fu turned around, took out a little heart fire, and casually but firmly sent it into the lantern painted with clouds and mist.

At this moment, the sky and the earth are already bright, but the radiance of Jing Fu's heart fire is still not visible.But when the heart fire is sent into the lantern, and the light of the heart fire illuminates the clouds and rays on the paper of the lantern little by little, a little mystery is thrown into the dark place through the connection between the dark and the dark. Among the broken laws of heaven.

The laws of the world in Jinghao Realm are too dilapidated, and this little mystery alone is far from being able to repair these laws, and it is even impossible to activate their broken fragments.

But this bit of mystery falls in the laws of the heavens, but it makes those demons who are tightly entwined with the laws of the heavens tremble.

The meaning of the demon is just trembling like this, far from being loose, or even fading and dissolving, but even if it is just like this, it has already given hope to the world.

At that moment, the laws of the land of the sky and the underworld trembled spontaneously, and they were about to follow the connection and find the bamboo sea directly.But the meaning of the demon in the sky comes from the Wuzhi boy, which is what he has practiced for thousands of years, and it is not because the lantern that Jingfu made at the beginning can be easily pried.

In the end, the law of the land of the underworld was locked again.

The author has something to say: Heck, I didn’t update yesterday because the updates in the past two months consumed too much enthusiasm, I need to take a break to add something before continuing.

Finally, good night everyone.

感谢在2019-11-3023:58:38~2019-12-0223:58:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: anmyth, shu1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of the late bell;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!