The three monks never expected that in addition to their spiritual consciousness, there could also be physical objects coming through this passage from the Wenshu Temple, a provincial capital that connects thousands of miles away!

For some reason, the two monks sighed sadly, and with a pinch of magic tricks, their bodies gradually disappeared without a trace.

But the monk who had been entangled with Yi Tianxing's spiritual consciousness could not escape. The eyes that looked like autumn water were quietly waiting for the arrival of the Suzaku.

Suddenly, the fire wings arrived in a moment, and with a hideous murderous intent, he penetrated the body of the monk in the middle.

At the top of Kunlun Mountain, a very slight crackling sound sounded. The monk suddenly showed a look of enlightenment on his face. Gradually, his whole body emitted a dazzling light, becoming brighter and brighter, gradually unable to look directly, and finally turned into a ball of empty white light.

The Vermilion Bird flew out two miles away in a blink of an eye, turned back to the bird's head, looked at the white light without any emotion, and gave a light sound from the tip of the beak:

"Gugu."

The white light turned into by the monk suddenly opened up and shattered, and then was buried at the top of the thousands of years of snow with the beautiful snowflakes.

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Seeing what happened at the top of Kunlun Mountain thousands of miles away, although I still couldn't explain the complicated feelings in my heart, Yi Tianxing knew that things were over today.

The three elders of Qingjingtian escaped and died. The gap between Kunlun and Wenshu Temple in the provincial capital was no longer protected. They gradually changed into shape and no longer had the original harmonious appearance, and seemed to be at risk of collapse.

Seeing the smoke in front of him gradually drifting away, the boy was tired, tired and nervous, and he had no idea what terrible consequences would be for the collapse of this passage.

Fortunately, there are young people in the provincial capital who are more skilled than him.

In the small building in the provincial capital Jixiangtian, the beautiful girl's hands created countless hand tricks in the air in front of her, and a nameless fluctuation gradually spread.

The fragments of the little spirit sword that had been gently beaten by her palm from the top of Kunlun Mountain thousands of miles away gradually floated up from the thick snow, flew gently to the sky, and stuck to the gap in the space that was originally deep and Buddha light at this time.

I don’t know how long it took to replenish the sky like this, but Wanli Bitian finally looked like a washing, without a single scar.

Qin Zier in the small building turned pale and fell slowly to the right.

In the Dharma Hall, Yi Tianxing's Heart Sutra, finally reluctantly calmed down the true fire life wheel that had gone wild in his body, and the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva who had been silently appearing behind him gradually dissipated, leaving only a room of air and a room full of Buddha's words.

Just at the last moment when the old face condensed by the smoke dissipated.

Yi Tianxing felt a lot of unspeakable content from his eyes that suddenly seemed very tired.

The tired eyes slowly closed. The last scene that Yi Tianxing saw in Wenshu Temple in the provincial capital was the Suzaku bird on the snow mountain suddenly tilted and fell heavily on the snow!

Then the portrait of Sanqing gradually turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

"Stupid bird!"

His mind was broken and he called out a sound to the empty wall.

After calming down, Yi Tianxing's divine thoughts moved and felt that his bird son seemed to be fine. He just flew thousands of miles in an instant, with a heavy loss and he fell asleep so tired.

Don't ask him why he understands it, he doesn't understand it himself. Anyway, knowing it means knowing it. There has always been such inexplicable between him and the bird son.

Today, he was almost detained by the elders of Qingjingtian. If he had known that the power of his spirit was so powerful, he would have studied Buddhism and Taoism hard and climbed up to the peak of the heavenly path every day - at least he would have understood the situation between him and the bird son.

Regret is something he will do in the future. He feels very tired and very tired at this time.

Yi Tianxing looked at Ye Xiangseng, who was sitting on the ground with lotus flowers, glanced at the red plums on his cassock, and shouted loudly: "Thank you, brother!"

Ye Xiangseng was very injured and could not speak to resist such titles, so he had to smile bitterly.

Yi Tianxing turned his head again, and his eyes quietly looked at the winter tree outside Wenshu Temple. I don’t know where he was looking, but his lips moved slightly and he said softly: “Thank you.”

After saying twice, thank you, he fell to the ground like a bowling bottle, smashing several stone bricks remaining on the ground.

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When he first arrived at the provincial capital, he somehow walked into the back garden of Guiyuan Temple, which was claimed to be protected by a magic circle. That day, Yi Tianxing was pressed by a small piece of ice mattress in the Tiancao robe and was almost killed. When he woke up, he was in Master Binku's meditation room. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a big bald head.

When he woke up this time, he was very glad to find that there was no bald head in front of him.

It's Lei Lei's black hair.

"I'm asleep again?"

"Why do you want to say "re-words again?" Lei Lei blinked her lively eyes.

Yi Tianxing took her hand, put it on his face, and took a deep breath. Because this girl came to the provincial capital, he had been fighting outside for a whole day, but only at that night had time to ask a question.

"Why did you come to the provincial capital?"

Zou Leilei pulled out her hand, gently touched the hair on his forehead, and said with pity:

"Because you're in the provincial capital."

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The young man and woman were walking in the quiet back garden of Guiyuan Temple holding hands. Tonight, there was no moon in the sky, and the garden seemed extremely dark. Occasionally, the night wind blew by, and the dead branches in winter rustled. When we walked to the lake, the iron lotus moistened by our ancestors was still stubbornly growing in the cold. The pavilion in the middle of the lake seemed even more dark, and there was a hut on the other side of the pavilion.

Yi Tianxing held Zou Leilei's hand and walked quietly over the corridor on the lake surface, but the two of them did not speak.

Walked to the hut.

"My grandfather died early and he had no relatives at home. The one who lives in this room is my master and my only relative now." Yi Tianxing turned his head and said to her.

Zou Leilei smiled slightly: "The master who lives in the temple..." Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Why do I feel very friendly? Can I go in and visit him?"

Yi Tianxing laughed and stopped for a while, saying in embarrassment: "I'm afraid it's difficult." Thinking of the power of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle for a while, he said casually: "And it's very late at this time, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The two of them looked for a big stone on the lakeside in front of the hut and sat down.

"You also saw my life in the provincial capital. It was very dangerous and boring." Yi Tianxing pulled a iron lotus and subconsciously entangled it on his wrist.

Zou Leilei leaned gently on his shoulder: "Where did you go after you sent me here today? During that time, I was sleeping and always felt very uneasy, feeling that there were many dangers around you."

Yi Tianxing was suffocated and then whispered after a while: "It's okay, it's all over."

Is it really all over?

"Where is your Suzaku son?"

"It may take some days to fly back when playing on the snowy mountain."

"How do you prepare for the future?" Zou Leilei asked.

"I don't know." Yi Tianxing sighed, "When I was a child, I had a grandfather. After my grandfather died, I started to live alone. I got used to it, but at that time, I always had a goal, always thinking about living in a big house and marrying a good wife in the future..." He glanced at Lei Lei, "But after coming to the provincial capital, the environment changed, and my mind became dazed. I don't know if I could get what I wanted before."

Zou Leilei gently moved her head that was leaning against his shoulder.

"Leilei, I am very happy that you can come to see me this time. But sometimes I think about it. My life is a mystery. I don't know what kind of dangers I will face in the future. If you are by my side all the time, I am really worried."

"I won't say anything that the jingli woman wants to live and die with you, although you also understand that since I come to the provincial capital, I have given the answer to what we said in the county."

At this moment, Zou Leilei's beautiful face showed the most resoluteness that made Yi Tianxing feel the most. His eyebrows and soft lips seemed to be extremely holy.

"I just know that I like being with you very much, and today when you were hit by a car, I really felt heartbroken, so I made up my mind at that time."

"What determination?" Yi Tianxing was a little expectant and a little scared.

"Since I want to live with you, I have to live happily." Zou Leilei looked back at him, suddenly owed her body and kissed him gently on his forehead: "If you die, I promise you that I will live happily."

Yi Tianxing was very moved and gently carried her into his arms.

"Thanks."

On the lakeside of Guiyuan Temple, a pair of children snuggled up, and a sigh came from the thatched hut. The snowflakes in the sky gradually drifted down, and the pink powder was as if they wanted to add a pure color to this complicated world.

At this time, Ye Xiangseng recalled the statue of the Bodhisattva that he vaguely saw in the Dharma Hall in the Manjushri Temple in the Zen room. He walked to the window and looked at the snowflakes all over the sky with his hands together, and a heart towards the Buddha was unprecedentedly strong.

Master Binku's eyebrows were slightly browsed, thinking about the battle between the guardian of the day and the mysterious elder Qingjingtian, who was thousands of miles apart, and was worried.

In front of another small building in the provincial capital, Zhu Yingsou was waiting with a large suitcase. Qin Zier slowly got down from the building, with her pale face still markings of internal injuries. When she walked to the car, she looked back at the snowflakes falling from the night sky, but her eyes gradually became blurred, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Farewell, the provincial capital."

This is a day of chaos and bloodshed in the rivers and lakes of the provincial capital, this is a day of reconstruction of the two Buddhist sects of death and life, this is a day of reunion and separation.

It was a long day.
Chapter completed!