"This... should be all the ancestors of Buddhism." Lin Feng thought about it and immediately respected the characters in the portrait, put his hands together, and bowed to the eight people devoutly.

In the middle of the stone chamber, there was a futon. Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the futon. At this time, he felt an unprecedented tranquility.

The night was as cool as water, the moon sprinkled in the ancient temple, and a heavy bell rang out from the Buddhist temple. Thirty-two monks wearing cassocks sat cross-legged, muttering words. What they were chanting was the supreme power of Buddhism - Qingyin Jue.

Words turn into sounds, and sound turns into symbols. These symbols pour out from the mouths of thirty-two monks, gather into a speed of light in the Great Hall, merge into an air, and go straight toward the Sutra Pavilion.

If this scene is elsewhere, it will definitely be very strange, but now it happens in Buddhism, which makes it seem like the Buddhist foundation and the aura of immortality is full of immortality.

In the stone chamber of the forbidden area, these speeds of light were converted into magical symbols, and then they turned into sounds in Lin Feng's ears, knocking on his heart word by word.

Suddenly, a ferocious look appeared on Lin Feng's face, and the portrait of Bafu hanging on the wall suddenly seemed to come alive, staring at Lin Feng with his eyes straight, roaring, roaring, or... grinning.

Lin Feng suddenly became calmer.

At this time, it was already late at night. On the Zhaixing Tower, Honglei and Li Jing stood silently, feeling the cool breeze blowing slowly. Honglei always felt entangled in his heart and couldn't help asking, "Did you really forget him?"

Li Jing's expression was slightly stunned, as if she knew everything, and asked, "He...who is he?"

Hearing Li Jing's answer, Honglei felt sad. She raised her eyes and looked up at the stars, not understanding why the feelings in the world are so complicated. Lin Feng could do everything for Li Jing, including his own life, but he did not love her. Honglei was very puzzled. In her philosophy, she could only like it so desperately. So even now, Honglei was still willing to understand him as loving her very much. Honglei asked unwillingly: "Don't you really can't remember at all? He is willing to die for you." As he said that, he almost roared.

Seeing Hong's tears roaring, Li Jing just shook her head slightly and said, "That's because you don't understand him. He can shed the last drop of blood for an irrelevant person. He is just grateful to Li Jing, so you misunderstood him."

Li Jing's words shocked Honglei. He looked straight at Li Jing in a blink of an eye. The flesh on his face pounded slightly for a few minutes, and said, "So, do you remember everything?"

Li Jing closed her eyes slightly and said, "I remember it, but she doesn't."

Honglei was stunned. She didn't understand what Li Jing meant and asked: "Who are you...she...with whom?"

"The person in front of you is no longer anyone. She is Li Jing's body, but Kun's soul." At this time, the old man suddenly appeared in the square. He looked at the red tears with an unbelievable look and said, "You should understand now."

Honglei was almost suffocated by this sudden answer. After a long time, she shook her head lightly and said lightly: "So that's it..." Honglei looked at Li Jing and asked, "Then you should keep Kun's memory, why do you pretend not to know him?"

Li Jing's tears suddenly fell and she said, "So what if I know him? The person he is worried about is not here. With that, it would be better to simply forget him."

Honglei shook her head and said in great disagreement: "But can you forget it?"

Li Jing looked up at the sparse stars and said lightly: "So what?"

Honglei looked back at Li Jing with a confused look on his face and said, "Hey, you said you are heartless and emotional now? Then is my name Kun or Li Jing?"

The old man closed his eyes slightly and said, "Whether it is Kun or Li Jing, the result will be the same."

With all the silence, Honglei had been silent. She looked at the direction of Buddhism and stopped talking.

The next day, before dawn, red tears left a piece of paper and left Zhaixing Tower and headed straight towards Buddhism.

"Master, the red tears have passed. What is the emotion in the world? Let me indulge it once."

Dong...dong...dong...dong...

Bells rang out from the Wannian Ancient Temple, but a woman in purple clothes stood in front of the solemn and majestic Buddhist temple. She was the red tears of Wannian Gate.

What made Honglei feel strange was that she was not the only one who came to Buddhism. At this time, she had already felt the breath of Li Jing or Kun.

Hong Tears shook, and flowers suddenly flew all over the sky, and a flash of people were already rising. Then another shaking, people entered the Buddhist courtyard.

"stop……"

At this time, the Buddhist disciples had discovered that Hong Xie had entered the courtyard, and several golden lights flew out, blocking the Hong Xie.

"Design the formation."

With a light shout, the Buddhist disciples lined up and surrounded red tears layer by layer.

"Don't force me, I just want to take him away." Honglei stood in the crowd and looked at everyone and said, "I didn't plan to compete with you today."

"So you are from the Wanhua Sect. Our Buddhist and your Wanhua Sect have always been in contact with each other and never break the river. It is best not to break this relationship." A Buddhist disciple recognized Honglei and said lightly.

Honglei looked at the Buddhist disciple who was talking and said, "You are wrong. My coming today does not mean that Wanhuamen is the one I just want to take a man away as a woman, it's that simple."

The Buddhist disciple who was talking suddenly became angry: "Rareless, this is the pure land of Buddhism. How can you, a woman, let you, be so arrogant and blast out?" As everyone moved together, a whistling sound of stick dance sounded in the courtyard, and the energy was straight towards the red tears.

Honglei's fingertips flicked, and flowers suddenly flew everywhere. Everyone pressed Honglei's body with sticks. However, just as he approached Honglei's sound, Honglei disappeared into everyone's eyes. The figure turned out to be just a phantom.

Suddenly, a strong wind gust broke out, and the sky was covered with wind and snow. Before these people could react, they felt like the snow-capped mountains collapsed, and they quickly flashed to the side.

"Get back." With a loud roar, Huijing's body flashed, and a golden light faced the wind and snow. In an instant, the snow of the wind and snow disappeared, but the red tears fell ten feet away, and various petals were flying beside her, looking like a fairy among flowers.

"Orchid jade break... Hum..." Huijing said the magical powers that Hongxie had just used, and immediately swept the long stick, the earth trembled, and a gust of wind and sand went straight towards Hongxie.

Swish...

At this moment, a sword sounded in the air, and a sword light poured down, shooting down all the wind and sand swept up by Huijing.

Li Jing's body slowly fell down, stood beside Honglei and said, "You clearly saw me, why did you still come in alone?"

Honglei glanced at Li Jing and said, "I want to see what kind of person he is."

Li Jing was silent for a moment and said, "You'd better remember the words of Master. The person who is hidden in his heart is not in this world."

Honglei was stunned for a moment, and her head raised slightly, saying, "I don't understand this, and I'm too lazy to understand it. I just want to see the present." As he said that, his body flashed and disappeared from the spot. When it appeared again, it also fell in front of Huijing. Petals all rose up behind her, and all of them flew straight towards Huijing like sharp blades.

Huijing's face changed slightly and she said, "What a trick to make the sea of ​​flowers endless." As she said that, she whistled and danced, breaking all the red tears of flowers flying all over the sky.

Whoosh...

At this moment, Li Jing rose up in the wind. Li Jing himself was a master of magical power. Although he was just a first-time master of magical power, he was still a master of magical power after all. In addition, Kun, whose cultivation is comparable to Lin Feng, and the sword that is in line with Kun's lineage, so his current power cannot be underestimated.

Li Jing shuttled through the flowers, and the tip of the sword cut through Huijing's layers of defense, and in just a moment he reached Huijing's heart.

Huijing was shocked. When she came to her senses, all the flowers flying in the sky hit him in the face, forming a flower sword at the center of his eyebrows.

Honglei looked at Huijing with a confused look on her face and said, "Where is he?"

Huijing spat hard and said loudly: "I'm listening to chanting scriptures. If you have the ability to take it away, I hate that kid, and I really regret bringing him to Buddhism. If I had known that senior brother would just throw him to Tianmen just to forget about it."

Honglei smiled and said, "It seems that you don't like him much, so let's help you take him away."

After Honglei and Li Jing left, the Buddhist disciples suddenly surrounded him and asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, you..."

"How can you let them go? Master and the host are still chanting scriptures for the donor of the forest."

Huijing wiped her bald head and said, "I don't understand. A person who almost destroyed the entire Buddhism actually taught us the Mahayana Buddhism of our Buddhism. Do you think the senior brother of the presidency is too confused? Which sutra is wrong?"

After Jing Huijing said this, all of those people shut up and stopped talking. Of course, these people don’t know what happened ten thousand years ago, but everyone has heard of a catastrophe at the ends of the world ten thousand years ago.

When Honglei and Li Jing came to the Main Hall, listening to the sound of the bells that were not slow or anxious and the scriptures that gushed out of the mouths of thirty-two people, both of them became extremely quiet, staying outside the Main Hall, listening quietly to the Qingyin Jue.

In the stone chamber in the Sutra Pavilion, Lin Feng struggled, suffered and compromised... Now he has been completely quiet, and at this time he is in a state of extreme peace.

The clear voice verdict kept pouring into his ears, causing him to reach an unprecedented tranquility. His violent thoughts were gone at this time, and his heart was as quiet as water.

Suddenly, the people in the eight portraits hanging on the wall seemed to be coming back to life and looked at Lin Feng face to face.

The picture changed drastically in an instant, from the stone chamber to the outdoors. At this time, Lin Feng was wearing a black sable cloak, and the one he was holding was Kun.

======== I originally planned to have a small outbreak today, but I worked overtime temporarily. Now I am still a company. I am really sorry. If I have time, it will explode from time to time, at least more than 10,000 words. If I don’t work overtime, I will keep it above 5,000 words every day. I have never asked for tickets or collections. Friends who are reading books can do it. o(n_n)o Haha~============
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