All five aggregates are empty

Meng Lijun was lying on the ground in pain, unable to move. Watching Feng Sheng's mouth open and close, his thoughts gradually became blurred.

No, you must hold on...

Feng Sheng was still talking, while Meng Lijun was holding on with his last ounce of willpower.

Minghua will definitely come...

must……

When Meng Lijun was about to reach his limit, the surrounding fog suddenly began to move around without warning.Feng Sheng looked at Meng Lijun and realized that he was not the one who did it. His expression changed, he put Meng Lijun aside, and summoned a huge dead body.

The black mist was getting thinner, sand and rocks were flying on the ground, and even the roof tiles were overturned by the strong wind.The entire enchantment shook violently, as if the end of the world was coming.

Feng Sheng rode the zombie and looked around, and finally his eyes were on a crack that appeared out of nowhere in midair.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, like a wall cracked by an earthquake.

"Impossible... Impossible!" Feng Sheng shouted and took a few steps back.

A gigantic hand emerged from the crack in the air, then an arm, then a shoulder.The air on the ground also cracked, and the calves and thighs penetrated into the enchantment of Medicine Master Tathagata bit by bit.

The barrier completely collapsed, and what appeared in front of Feng Sheng was a man with his upper body naked, a big knife in his hand, and an extremely ferocious expression.Feng Sheng had seen that face before, so it was Ming Hua, but his appearance was completely different from his usual appearance.

"Yasha..." Meng Lijun who was lying on the ground blurted out.

Minghua used cassocks when he did it, but what he was holding in his hand at this moment was a terrifying sword, which obviously didn't match his status as a monk.

This form of Minghua Meng Lijun has been seen in the main hall of Baiyun Temple.Zhiming once said that Minghua's real body is the militant Yasha clan in Tianlong Babu, and also said that the identity of Tantric Buddhism is only used by Minghua to cover up his true identity.

It seems that although Minghua is about to become a Buddha, his nature has never changed.

"You, who are you?" Feng Sheng asked while stepping back.

Ming Hua looked at Meng Lijun on the ground without saying a word, and then at Feng Sheng who was standing not far from Meng Lijun. As soon as he frowned, all the swords stuck on Meng Lijun's body flew towards Feng Sheng automatically in the next second.

Feng Sheng quickly dodged the flying sword, while Minghua swung his knife sharply, cutting a ravine two to three meters wide and more than ten meters deep between Feng Sheng and Meng Lijun, as if silently declaring Feng Sheng is not allowed to approach Meng Lijun again.

Feng Sheng continued to retreat, he wanted to call out a thick black mist again, but this time there were only a few strands of black mist floating in the air.The spell seemed to be malfunctioning, Feng Sheng asked in a panic: "How could you break the enchantment of Medicine Master Tathagata?!"

"You can't imagine what you are facing at all." After Minghua finished speaking, he swung his knife again, cutting the huge zombie in half.

The corpse fell on the stone bricks, turned into a pool of black water, and gradually disappeared, while Feng Sheng fell to the ground, and while stepping back, he shouted loudly: "Don't come here! Otherwise...or I will destroy This relic!"

Feng Sheng took out the relic and held it in his hand, thinking that fortunately he still had a hole card.

However, Minghua was not nervous at all, instead he laughed mockingly, "You think I care about this?"

"This is the tooth relic of the Buddha! It is a sacred object!" Feng Sheng roared.

"I have killed a lot of Buddhas, why do I still care about a tooth?"

"What..." Feng Sheng trembled all over, and the fear in his heart completely enveloped him.

Minghua didn't say any more, but raised his foot, and stepped on Feng Sheng and Sheli mercilessly.

Everything returned to calm again.

Minghua returned to normal size, but at this moment, he was with his upper body up, his hair reaching his shoulders, and his eyes were not as peaceful as before, but full of hostility.

He walked up to Meng Lijun and half knelt down, then hugged Meng Lijun in his arms.

"Sorry, I am late."

Minghua in front of him was a bit unfamiliar, but when he spoke, the gentle tone made Meng Lijun feel familiar.

"Lingguang, Lingguang, she..."

"She's not dead."

Hearing this, Meng Lijun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Where did she go?"

"You will see her again." After Ming Hua finished speaking, he asked again, "Are you okay?"

Meng Lijun shook his head.When the sword stuck in his body disappeared, his wound had already begun to heal. At this time, he was only a little weak, but he didn't feel unwell.

"I originally had a relic in my hand, and there is another relic here. You keep them all. I may have to leave for a while."

"what?"

Minghua didn't answer, but continued: "This is my enchantment. After I leave, Yaoshi Temple will return to normal. The supervisor, Jiasui and Zhiming will come to pick you up."

"Where are you going?" Meng Lijun quickly grabbed Minghua's arm.

"Wait for me."

After Ming Hua finished speaking, the color of his body began to lighten.Meng Lijun sat up hastily, trying to catch Minghua, but in vain.

"Minghua? Minghua!"

Meng Lijun stood up anxiously and looked around, but there was only a mess around, and there was no sign of Minghua.

There seemed to be something strange in his hand. He raised his hand and looked down, and there were two Buddha tooth relics lying in his palm.

"Minghua!"

Meng Lijun raised his head again, but what appeared in front of him this time was not a ruined wall, but the restored Medicine Master Temple, and several tourists on the road looked at him strangely.

The enchantment disappeared, and Minghua disappeared.

Meng Lijun stood there blankly until the voices of the supervisor and Zhiming sounded.

Nara in June is cooler and quieter than Yanjing.Tourists coming and going took pictures in Yaoshi Temple and walked wave after wave. Only four people sat under a tree to enjoy the shade, as if they were born there.

"What did you say? Ming Hua turned back into Yasha?" Zhi Ming asked in disbelief.

Meng Lijun nodded in a daze, and asked with a dull expression: "What's wrong?"

"Minghua's condition for enshrining the Buddha is that he no longer appears in the form of a yaksha." The supervisor said with a rare serious face, "The cassock of the evil sect is not only his magic weapon, but also his seal. If he breaks the seal and turns back into a yaksha ..."

Meng Lijun frowned gradually, and he asked nervously, "What will happen then?"

However, the supervisor just shook his head and said: "I don't know, I just know that it is not easy to break the seal. The more imps in the cassock, the higher his practice. Similarly, the more imps, the harder it is to break the seal." He must have made a lot of determination to do this for you."

Meng Lijun covered his head with his hands, stared at the ground in pain and said nothing.

"But he will really turn back into a yaksha for you?" Zhi Ming still couldn't believe it, "He is going to become a Buddha soon, how could he do such a thing?"

"I said long ago that this monk is not what you think." The guard said coldly.

"..." Zhi Ming didn't say any more, just frowned and sighed, and patted Meng Lijun's shoulder.

After returning to Yanjing, Zhiming went back to his own land.Jianbing and Jiasui came to Baiyun Temple with Meng Lijun.Although Baiyun Temple was saved from being demolished, seals were posted everywhere, making it look desolate.The young monk Xianjia is still in the temple, and there are several other young monks, all waiting for news from Minghua.

Meng Lijun didn't tell them that Minghua had disappeared, but only told them to wait, Minghua would definitely come back.

Meng Lijun would go to the hot springs in Minghua's special pool every day, hoping that Minghua would suddenly appear by his side like when he first came to this pool.However, a week later, the place is still empty and he is the only one.

Seeing that Meng Lijun was not in good condition, the supervisor would come to talk to him from time to time, but Meng Lijun was always not in high spirits, and the supervisor felt bored, so he couldn't say a few words, so he went to play with Jia Sui again.

That afternoon, the guard brought a bunch of grapes to the third floor of Sengliao to find Meng Lijun, and Meng Lijun was still sitting in the octagonal pavilion on the third floor as usual, looking at Baiyun Temple in a daze.

"I said you, how can you be a god like this." The supervisor threw a grape into his mouth and said leisurely.But Meng Lijun just glanced lightly and didn't speak.

"You still have to live for so long, the last thing you should care about is the parting of life and death. The monk just left, and it's not like he won't come back. He may not come back until hundreds or thousands of years later. Have you always been like this?"

Meng Lijun still didn't speak.

The supervisor was right. After Qinglong died, Minghua waited for decades before he appeared.

"You will have a lot of people who need to leave in the future, so you should hurry up and get ready."

"What would happen if Jia Sui left you?" Meng Lijun asked suddenly.

"Huh?" The grape thrown in the air did not fall into his mouth, but hit his face.But the supervisor didn't care, but said: "It is impossible for him to leave me."

"I also thought that Ming Hua would never leave me. Then imagine now, if Jia Sui is gone..."

"No, no, no! Jia Sui will never leave me."

Meng Lijun smiled helplessly.The supervisor was still a child, and he came to comfort others, and he didn't even make it clear to himself.

"Okay, go find your Jia Sui."

"By the way, you probably haven't watched the news these days."

"what happened?"

"When we handed over the Buddha's tooth relic in Myanmar, there were reporters around. It seems that China deliberately did not report the accident, but the news about the Living Buddha's living Buddha in Myanmar has now attracted the attention of this side. Take a look for yourself."

After finishing speaking, the guard left the courtyard and went to find Jia Sui.

Meng Lijun sat for a while, and finally returned to Minghua's room and turned on the computer.

The news on the Internet is just a translation of the report from Myanmar, and the photos are not very clear.Looking at the comments from netizens, most people are skeptical, thinking that the Burmese are pretending to be ghosts.Some people even mentioned the abbot of Baiyun Temple, saying that Buddhism is not so simple now, it is all business.

Meng Lijun clenched the mouse tightly, trying to suppress his anger.

Although Minghua has left, what he has to do has not been completed.

Meng Lijun closed the webpage, it seems that he can no longer sit like this.He charged his phone, and then called Mr. Zheng.

Returning to Yanda again, Meng Lijun's mood is completely different.At this time, the semester is coming to an end, and even when the end of get out of class is approaching, the area of ​​the teaching building is no longer crowded with people.

The sun was still as fierce as ever, and most of the pedestrians on the road were frowning, just wanting to rush to their destination as soon as possible.However, Meng Lijun walked unhurriedly on the road of people coming and going, his calm and composed appearance formed a sharp contrast with the others, and he was a clear stream of his own.

Meng Lijun made an appointment with Mr. Zheng at the coffee shop on the first floor of the Second Teaching Building. He ordered a glass of iced Americano, found a corner and waited quietly for Mr. Zheng's arrival.However, the appointed time passed, and Teacher Zheng still didn't show up. Instead, an unexpected person appeared opposite him.

"Brother Ding?"

"Ms. Zheng asked me to give you this."

Ding Weichao secretly took out a small velvet box from his backpack, and handed it to Meng Lijun, "Mr. Zheng said that the school has been keeping a close eye on him recently, and he really can't leave."

Meng Lijun subconsciously looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he picked up the box and opened it, and there was a Buddha tooth relic in the middle of the box.

After Meng Lijun put away the box, Ding Weichao said again: "Mr. Zheng will find someone to do what you asked for. If you need help with anything else, just tell me."

"Not for now." Meng Lijun shook his head, "Brother, it's better not to get involved."

"Teacher Zheng has already told me that it is up to you to stabilize Buddhism." When Ding Weichao said this, he lowered his voice and said, "You know, the people above basically know about Li Yibo. I also watched the small video taken by others, the surveillance in the ward, that mage is really amazing."

Thinking of Minghua, Meng Lijun's eyes darkened. He calmed down his emotions and asked, "Do people in the Confucian world have any plans?"

"Of course it is to break the feudal superstition. Baiyun Temple may be demolished, you must be prepared."

Back at Baiyun Temple, Jian Bing and Jia Sui hadn't come back yet.The young monk Xianjia ran to the outer courtyard to meet Meng Lijun, and at the same time he did not forget to look behind Meng Lijun.However, he still asked with a disappointed face as usual: "Has the abbot not returned yet?"

Meng Lijun patted Xianjia's head and comforted him, "It's coming soon."

In the evening, Jian Bing and Jia Sui also returned to Baiyun Temple.As soon as he saw Meng Lijun, the supervisor took out a box from his arms and threw it to him, "Look, how's it going?"

Meng Lijun opened the box and observed it carefully. It was indeed exactly the same as the relic that Feng Sheng had snatched, and he couldn't find any faults.

If I have to say it, the real relic will be more stable and have a vicissitudes of life, but the "relic" in my hand is just an ordinary stone.

"Are you sure it's okay to make a fake one?" the supervisor asked.

"As long as everyone believes it is true, then it is true." Meng Lijun said firmly.

"But first step, you have to convince everyone that it's real."

"I have asked Mr. Zheng to contact Sri Lanka, saying that their relic was on the black market and was bought by a Chinese philanthropist, and I plan to return it to them. I just want to exhibit it in China before returning it."

"Will they believe it?"

"Then do you think they would rather believe that the tooth relic was destroyed, or that the relic was saved by a Chinese buyer?"

"It's true." The supervisor touched his chin, "No matter how outrageous it is, people don't want to face the worst outcome, but only believe what they want to believe."

"In addition, when I was in the Chinese Department, I met a senior. She is now working in the United Nations and has some contacts. She is willing to introduce me to some people in the media. As long as the news is released, the fake will become true. gone."

"Tsk, the monk has trained you really well." The supervisor sighed, and then said: "What about the one from Myanmar? You must find a reason to bring it to Baiyun Temple."

"I have it." Meng Lijun took out the relic that Ding Weichao gave him, and explained: "The exhibition time has just ended, and the relic will be sent back to Myanmar soon. Mr. Zheng has some friendship with the person responsible for returning it, and asked him to get it Yes. At the same time, he also communicated with the Burmese side, saying that it will be extended for a while. So..."

Meng Lijun stopped at this point, and the supervisor naturally continued: "Now the four relics are in our hands."

Meng Lijun's eyes raised the corners of his mouth coldly, "That's right, it's time to fight back."