"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows. They are like dew and lightning. You should observe them like this."

The young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe stood up from the cushion, clasped his hands to the two of them, and did not chant the Buddha's name, but just said a four-verse verse. His voice was plain but seemed to trigger the sound of the Sanskrit sounds in the void. It sounded like a grand and solemn, deafening Buddha's voice in the ears of the two contractors.

However, looking at the monk who appeared to be just a young monk but was actually a Buddha-like existence, the two of them did not show any enthusiasm in their worship. Instead, they were shocked and almost frightened. This was the ruins of the temple a hundred years ago. Why did the scenes around suddenly change the world, as if time had regressed and made the space return to the time a hundred years ago?!

If this is the afterimage of the past echoes, the two of them cannot accept it, but it is obvious that the young monk in front of him did see him and others, talking to them!!

Now, the two contractors couldn't accept it anymore. What kind of magical power is this that transcends the human realm?!

"The two donors have come from later generations, but for this thing?" The young monk's eyes were as pure as water, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his handsome face was full of compassion. At some point in his hand, he had already raised a stone Buddha bowl, which was the food bowl held by the Buddha. Because the legendary Buddha held it as a stone bowl, the monk could not store it.

According to the volume of "The Sutra of Prince Ruiying" in the second volume, when the Buddha first attained enlightenment, the four heavenly kings each offered stone bowls from Mount Takana. The Buddha received these four bowls, placed them in his left hand, pressed them with his right hand, and combined them with his divine power, so there are four distinctions. The capacity of the Buddha bowl is recorded in Volume 30 of "Fayuan Zhulin". The record of the bowl of the Sangha Yashe said that there are more than three buckets, and the master of the Great Monk Faxian is called "Rong two buckets".

It was indeed the Buddha's stone bowl!

The two of them stared at the Buddha bowl blankly and thought about this. After about a few minutes, they woke up after realizing it. At the same time, they jumped up with a roar and retreated backwards with a tacit understanding. Moreover, both of them looked horrified as if they were ghosts. They stretched out their trembling hands and pointed at the young monk, "You, you, you, you." for a long time, but they didn't say that, but they felt that this was a great disrespect, and they suddenly put down their hands as if they were touched by electricity.

“…”

The young monk nodded and said calmly, as if he was not surprised at all, but just quietly waited for the two of them to answer.

Incense is lingering around, the Buddha lamp is never extinguished, the hall is full of light, the moon-white monk robe is spotless, behind it is a cushion, a god platform, incense candle, green lamp, and a Buddha statue of unknown what it is. You can even hear the faint sounds of other monks walking outside, the sounds of pilgrims worshiping, various chanting scriptures, and praying endlessly...

There was no false feeling at all, but that was it. The more true it was, the more shocked the two of them were.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally calmed down. One of them took a deep breath, took a step forward slightly, suppressed the storm in his heart, and bowed his head and bowed his head, with sincere words: “This master invited me. We are here for this thing… This, I don’t know what the master’s name is called?!”

Because for a moment, he was able to calm down extremely reluctantly, but his mind was still full of chaos. If he really wanted to be completely calm, it would be impossible for Mount Tai to collapse before his color and remain unchanged. So he could only say this in a hurry.

While explaining the purpose of his visit, he also wanted to find out the clues and condoms. Moreover, he didn't think he could hide his intentions in front of such a Buddhist master.

Although the monk opposite seemed to be lowering his eyes and looking down without being impatient, as if even if he didn't speak for ten years, the other party could wait forever, but in this case, they did not dare to procrastinate or delay time at all. It was like an ordinary person who was suddenly called by the state leader to ask questions one day. Although the leader smiled and was not impatient, could that ordinary person take some action?

I don't know how to live or die, this is not written like this...

The more reckless and anxious contractor knew that he had shrunk his neck to be a human being. Not only did he not have a vulgar word like before, but he even lowered his head and stared at the ground between his feet, as if he wanted to study the patterns on the wood used on the floor of the temple a hundred years ago.

Staring at the subtle change in expression on the monk's face, the man before said, "I hope the master can be free from love. After I go back this time, I will definitely raise money and materials to rebuild this... This temple is for pilgrims to worship and visitors to pay respects, and reproduce your inheritance of Master, so as to realize the wish of uniting people's hearts, kindly and kindly, and seeking benefits..."

This guy was a tour guide before becoming a contractor. Now he saw that the other party seemed to be compassionate and talked easily. He slowly relaxed his tense mood. He opened his mouth and used the skillful slogan he had recited as a weapon for negotiations. He said it all. Of course, he didn't think that such a thing could successfully impress the other party, nor did he expect such a good thing, but as long as he could go online and negotiate with each other, it would be a good start.

Opposition is not terrible. What is terrible is that the other party is too lazy to even oppose it. No matter what you say, he has and only one attitude: veto! Such a target is the most difficult to communicate and negotiate. When you meet such a person, it is better to kill decisively and directly. Unfortunately, in the face of such a powerful man of Buddhism, it is a problem for both of them to protect themselves.

As expected, the young monk lowered his head and raised his hands to chant the Buddha's name: "Compassionate, donors don't have to do this... The world's cause and condition are destroyed, everything has a fixed number, and the same is true for this calamity in the temple. I have no intention of thinking about it. As for the Dharma name, I would rather not know that I am like this... I just need to call me Wusheng and call me Wusheng Monk."

After saying that, his eyes were calm and sweeping over the two of them, but they felt that their eyes seemed to be extremely sharp as a knife, and they stinged the whole body of themselves and others, and they felt a chill.

...

...

At the same time, Maple Village.

In the end, Inuyasha and his group did not set out to pursue immediately, but stayed. The reason was

"Young Master Inuyasha, you are too weak now... You can look for it now, let alone the prison dragon is broken, you can't even catch Cong Yunya's slight chop." Rimu Kagome was holding the scabbard in her hand, and the old man who was like a spirit boarding it with his hands wrapped around his hands, sighing repeatedly, as if he saw a rotten wood that he didn't know how to start.

Outside the village, it is not far from the miasma forest, but it is also a certain distance from the village farmland. In addition, the surrounding terrain is wide and relatively empty, so it is suitable for practicing powerful martial arts. Of course, this is also the effect that has only begun to exist today. After all, who would have known in the past that the demon sword in Inuyasha's hand actually had its own mystery-level additional skills?

When you encounter an enemy, you just need to pull your sword and chop it. If you can't kill it, you can continue to chop it even if you don't die... This is the normal use of Ergouzi for iron-breaking teeth before.

For him, the only benefit of this demon sword seems to be that it is a little sharper than his nails, and at most it will have an increase in the attack range...

He kept swinging his sword and putting his sword away, trying hard to follow the guidance of the old man scabbard, and wanted to develop the mystery called "Wreak of Wind". When he heard the sound of provocation and disgust that sounded again behind him, the blue veins on his forehead suddenly burst out, and he almost couldn't help but rush back and smash the old guy who was whining. He gritted his teeth and pretended not to hear the annoying voice, forcing himself to calm down and continue to repeat the action of waving the knife that he had insisted on for many times.

As long as people with normal minds, they naturally don’t think that the mystery called “Wind of Wind” can be mastered in this way.

But the old man of Scarf also made a fuss about this, that is, Inuyasha had been mastering the demon sword for too short. You should know that the master of the sword was the King of Douya with powerful demon power. After the King of Douya died, the sword of tooth fell into silence and had not been used for more than two hundred years... What Ergouzi had to do now is to make the use of the demon sword as much as possible to reach the level of using the arm to finger. Only when the weapon echoes his own body bloodline can the sword's spirituality be awakened...

Anyway, it's just a bunch of long and smelly words, but it sounds very authoritative and convincing.

and……

If... can really achieve the power of the old man who said that he would cut down hundreds of demons with one knife, then even the bastard before could easily defeat him, right?!

This thought passed by in the depths of my heart, thinking of the scene where the beautiful figure of the past was taken away in front of me. Inuyasha's hands holding the knife could not help but force her knuckles turned white, and then she continued to use the knife force to put it away.

Standing under the tree not far away, Rimu Kagome did not notice the strangeness of Inuyasha because of the distance and the limitation of human vision. She just turned her head and looked at the old man with scabbard and asked in confusion: "Is the power of the iron-breaking teeth really so powerful? You can... kill hundreds of monsters and so on with just a wave of the knife..."

The old man in scabbard held his arm and said in a weird tone: "Strong? In fact, this is just the starting point..."

The girl nodded in a vague way, and then happily clenched her fist: "Then after Inuyasha grasps the wind injury, we can easily solve Cong Yunya's problem... Even if the collection of the Four Souls Jade will definitely be smooth sailing."

"Ahem, I'm afraid you shouldn't think too much." The old man of the weapon spirit who was choked interrupted the delusional scene in the girl's mind with laughter and tears, and then said seriously: "Mastering Feng Zhishen is only the most basic requirement. This will at least allow Master Inuyasha to barely hold up a few swords when fighting Cong Yunya, instead of being killed directly."

"Hey! Wait, let me explain it clearly, what's going on when I was killed directly?!" Rimu Kagome widened her eyes in disbelief.

However, the other party ignored her this time, but hugged her arms and sighed, muttering to herself: "The scene of the birth of Yunya is so obvious, Daodaozhai has no reason not to know, why don't you come here yet... Strange..."

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...

The country in the extreme east, the mountain city on the north bank.

"Everyone has noticed the strangeness these days? It is probably because the plot of Dream City and the Sword of Domineering the World was triggered in advance. If you do this, you will not do anything other than the same contractor as us..." Zhuge yawned and said to his teammates, "Although you are jealous of those things, considering our overall route, it is better not to cause trouble. We should not get involved in these two special plots..."

"Well, listen to you, then what should I do next?" Captain Ghost Knight nodded and asked.

"Of course we are collecting information. The exact opposite of the last time. We entered the final this time. If there is no accident, the plot clues must have been messed up by the guys who entered the field first. And the team that had suffered heavy casualties last time might also come in this time. I don't think they will honestly put aside their grudges..." Zhuge said naturally, "The next step is probably only the only one. Although he does not intend to take the initiative to mix with those special plots, while inquiring about the information of the son of the Flying Demon Moth, Avoidan, you must also pay close attention to the movements of others."

"Maybe it can be done with the intelligence capabilities of the extreme east country?" Uncle mt blinked and suggested.

"This, probably requires authority. Although we joined this camp before, we did not complete the various tasks issued by the Far East Country. Even the meritorious value of purchasing real estate was exchanged by submitting the non-space exchange technology I have mastered... And we have been leaving for fifty years, and the property rights are about to expire before we come back. If we say that they are not alert to us and do not doubt us, do you underestimate the most powerful indigenous power in the world?" said the military advisor glasses.

The captain nodded and agreed: "Yes, I can feel now that there are a lot of breaths outside locking us. It will probably take some time for us to initially clear away the suspicion..."

"Wait! That ghost and monster... Cough cough, this is ten times more cruel than the emperor's feet under the eyes of that person. We are not fools, why do they think we have problems?" Uncle Gong Zhong widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

"The problem is that there is never a shortage of fools. It is said that over the years, there are still some guys who claim to be justice and self-esteem. They run here to sneak into the city and then make a fuss, yelling to kill demons and eliminate demons... Although the fate is very miserable, those who are not killed by random knives on the spot are all sent to mine and never come back, but they still can't help but continue to refresh the next batch for a while." Zhuge's expression was also helpless.

“…”

“…”

Everyone was silent now, feeling that they were inexplicably implicated by several lunatics.

"Okay, let's not say so much, the next step is to solve Ji Zhao's joining the team!"

The military advisor pushed his glasses and looked at the strong old man who had never spoken but couldn't hide his excitement: "It can be seen that your condition is in good condition. I originally estimated that you might be worn out by fifty years of all your ambitions... Since that's the case, are you ready? My suggestion is to first improve your physical fitness, then rest for two days to recover from your mental state before becoming a contractor."

Seeing the other party's dissatisfied eyes, he could only continue to explain: "You are not a contractor, so we can't directly recruit you into the team, otherwise we would have done this last time. And if you become a contractor, you can't just join the team, because the reincarnation space will directly take you out of this world and throw it into the trial scene of a novice..."

After a while, he finally sent off the reserve team members in the future. Zhuge took the teacup and poured himself a cup of tea. Then he glanced over the two two women in the team. A glimmer flashed in his eyes again. The demon summoner Ying Qingyi and the God-Following Pastor Girl have been sitting on both sides without talking. The conflict between them has not only intensified, but has even affected the relationship between the other people in the team.

Ying Qingyi has completely regarded the priest girl as a heretic. The priest girl has not spoken much recently because of her exclusion and targeting her. She just looked depressed. Although the captain said that she would handle such a relationship well, there was a special relationship between him and Ying Qingyi, so she could only watch the other party targeting the priest openly and secretly, but she never stopped her. Gong Zhong couldn't stand it and said a few words, but was scolded by him...

After just two tasks, the relationship in the team became almost completely rigid.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but Zhuge was silent on the surface. He just lowered his head and took a sip of tea. A reflection flashed on his glasses.

It is time to make a decision. The team needs everyone to work together to maintain it and understand each other to operate well. Instead of bullying and targeting one side, the other side is constantly bullied and concessioned, and finally becomes the breeding team atmosphere in disguise... If the problems of the characters in the team cannot be solved, the problems of the characters in the team can only be solved.

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...

Out of the country of feather.

An ancient temple in the deep mountains, in the main hall.

Time was...a hundred years ago.

"This bowl was used by me when I was practicing in the past. There is nothing special about it, so I can give it to you... But, if you sow the cause and get the result, are the two donors really ready?!" The monk Wusheng lowered his eyes and said softly.

The two contractors in front of him were about to fall out their eyes

Damn it! It’s really his own thing, isn’t it just that he is a Buddha?!

"This, this, what the Buddha means..." Because he was so shocked, even his name subconsciously changed.

The monk said calmly: "The roots and feet of Shen Jiuye are not simple. Although they are related to the legendary concept of "The Story of Bamboo" circulating in this country, it is not only that... Although you help her escape from the trouble, you may not necessarily get her reward. I am afraid that what you will encounter in the future will be a hundred times worse than death... Even so, do you still want to continue to resurrect her?"

He knows everything!!

The two of them buzzed in their heads, as if they were blown up directly, and they felt like they were flying out of the sky. What happened just now has been beyond their expectations:

I had only hoped to find the effective clues of the bowl, but I didn't expect that I could find the real thing directly...

Originally, I only hoped that there would be not many poisonous monsters in the ruins of this ancient temple, but I didn't expect that I would be pulled back to the scene a hundred years ago by unimaginable forces...

Now, the monk in white said something very amazing...

If it were normal, the two might have regarded him as an alarmist, but after the other party showed their magical power to manipulate time, neither of them dared to have such an idea anymore. After all, with such a cruel state of ability, maybe the other party knew the past and the future, so they made a comment like this?!

Their heartbeat couldn't help but jump faster and faster. They almost broke their chests and jumped out of the air. They wanted to follow the other party's wishes and stopped, but they thought that such a thing was not something they could choose. They were in a dilemma for a moment, and their mouths were full of bitterness.

In essence, the young monk who was the Buddha looked at the two of them and said nothing for a long time. Just when both of them felt a little uneasy, he sighed softly with compassion and shook his head: "Since that's the case, then go... You are not people in this world, why bother to come?"

"Wait, wait, World Honored One, I still have problems."

It was clear that this sudden situation seemed to be coming to an end. The contractor who led the conversation was shocked, and he didn't know where the courage came from. He shouted, and then he saw the white-clothed monk holding the bowl and moving his arms slightly, but he still looked at him with a plain expression. There was a faint glaze of gold and fire in his eyes, which seemed to contain various causal meanings, reflecting the past and future Buddha kingdoms. He felt relieved and knew that he had bet right.

"What's the matter?" the monk asked with a smile.
To be continued...