In the small room, Xue Dao Li Huan resisted several times, but was politely rejected by the monk in black, and had to lie down on the bed and sleep undressed.

To be honest, he almost exhausted all his skills in order to kill Chun Sanniang, the head of Yihongyuan. Cizhou, the monk who broke the precepts, naturally would not let the "donor" lie on the ground, lest he be affected by the cold air and damage the foundation of martial arts.

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On the four walls, a black-clad monk sat cross-legged in the middle of the house, with his hands on his lower abdomen, his right hand on his left hand, his thumbs connected, and he formed a meditation mudra. After a while, he entered samadhi.

The cardamom girl was wrapped in a thin autumn coat, spread out a straw mat on the ground, and lay down next to her savior. After a while, she turned around to sleep on her side, opened her eyes and looked at Cizhou, a monk who had broken the precepts with red lips and white teeth, with a solemn appearance.

He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Even though he knows that he is a monk who has renounced worldly desires, he still can't help but have some charming thoughts in his heart.

Perhaps it was because it was autumn and the earth was cold, or maybe the young girl was weak and not as hot-blooded as the young man, while the martial artist had strong blood. After lying on the ground for only a quarter of an hour, cold air entered his body and he couldn't help but sneeze.

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The black-clothed monk suddenly woke up from his trance, opened his eyelids a crack, and sighed softly: "Although the poor monk is not a calm monk, he is also a monk who abides by the precepts and has concentration. Donor, you are still

Come into my arms!"

When the cardamom girl heard these words, her heart was really shaken. She couldn't help but exclaimed, and replied with uncontrollable surprise: "Thank you, master!"

Then, she quickly stood up, slipped into the arms of the monk Ci Zhou, who was a monk who had broken the precepts, and lay in the arms of the monk in black, which was like a cradle. She raised her head and looked at the monk in front of her infatuatedly, with her heart pounding.

It actually evoked an inexplicable emotion.

Xue Dao Li Huan was lying on the bed and had already fallen asleep. He was just worried about something in his heart. He was sleeping very lightly. He was woken up by the two people making a little noise. He took a look and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart: "These two

We really like each other! You are not afraid of being discovered by me!"

He didn't think deeply about it. If the black-clothed monk really had an affair with Banqianmen, why would they get involved regardless of the presence of a third party? It was just Cizhou, the monk who broke the precepts, to show his sincerity and not be afraid to leave messages.

That’s all.

The cardamom girl's head rested on the black monk's right hand, her legs hung on her left hand, her whole body pressed against the savior's chest, like a baby, listening to the steady heartbeat, she fell asleep peacefully, with a touch of fulfilled wishes on her face

of joy.

As for Cizhou, the monk who has broken the precepts, the meditation seals on his hands have not yet been released. After twenty years of hard training in the cold and summer, he can easily lift water up the mountain with his flat shoulders. His arms are almost a thousand pounds of strength. The cardamom girl is in his arms, but they are regarded as nothing more than a feather.

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In front of the ears of the monk in black, a few streets away, there was a secret battle between several forces in Yihong Courtyard. Countless swords and swords gradually faded away. The cardamom girl in his arms, with her weak and boneless body, exuded a faint and faint feeling.

The fragrance is charming, but in Cizhou's heart, which is deeply meditative, it cannot stir up even a single ripple.

In a daze, the monk in black saw his feet stepping on the water, as calm as a mirror, reflecting the chaotic world of mortals. It was the golden city that had become a lawless place.

"Human...desire!"

He closed his eyes again and entered a deeper state of concentration. Suddenly he heard the cry of children coming from the distant sky. After a while, it echoed in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel compassion.

Because we can't bear it, we have formed a karmic relationship!

An inexplicable attraction pulled the black-clothed monk towards him. Suddenly, he found himself in a small world with countless stars dotted there. If he looked closely, they were the sad faces of children.

"The world is delusional? Not entirely true! It seems that the power of tragic wishes has gathered the incense of countless believers, but it has never been able to escape. The poor little creature."

The monk in black no longer hesitated, and took a step forward, stepping into the fragments of the small world here. The endless stream of light in front of him was cast behind him, until he reached the end of the light and had to close his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, the black-clothed monk found himself at one end of the broken bridge, with the surging river at his feet and an island in the middle of the river opposite, where dozens of children studying in ethnic studies were trapped.

The river is still rising, and the place where Jiangxin Island can stand is getting smaller and smaller. It is estimated that it won't be long before the river surges from upstream and all the children will be washed away.

"Wandering by the river of Hades, the dead child spirit has experienced the misery of white-haired people sending black-haired people to others, and it has never been able to escape! Even the family building temples to worship, naming tablets, and enjoying the blessings are all in vain. This is despairing

I feel your sad wish!”

For the current plan, only those who have the power to cut off the chaos of cause and effect and can reverse the cause and effect can try to redeem the regret. I estimate that the best result is just to allow the children to transcend and gain a certain degree of relief.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, I am willing to be a boat! You can cross it, and you will be liberated and ascend to heaven!"

The monk in black clasped his hands together, made a vow, jumped up, and actually transformed into a canoe, floating on the river, and paddling toward the island in the middle of the river.

It is a pity that the monk in black had repeatedly committed murder, and his "heavy sins" came back and turned into a ballast stone in the shape of a millstone. The small boat sank in the middle before it could cross the river, which immediately caused the children to

A series of exclamations.

The black-clothed monk sank to the bottom of the river, looked up at the endless turbid river water, and said to himself: "It's true! Sin is always with me, so I came here to stop me! However, we can see that there is still a chance of improvement in this matter!"

Thinking of this section, a flash of light flashed, and the monk in black shook his body, manifesting into a dark and angry King Kong about ten feet tall. The sins were transferred to his legs, sinking deeply into the river bed, turning into pillars as thick as a hug. His upper body was beyond the surface of the river, and his hands were

One behind the other, they are built on the river bank and the island in the center of the river, thus forming a small bridge.

"I am willing to be a bridge for all sentient beings, so I can transcend and be liberated!"

The children on Jiangxin Island were still confused at first, but when the monk in black sang Zen, they suddenly woke up and rushed onto the bridge in a hurry, swarming into a swarm.

Stepping on his five fingers, the monk in black immediately felt the burning pain of the hot oil pouring down on him. He knew that this was suffering from the backlash of cause and effect, so he gritted his teeth and endured it silently.

The children rushed across the stone steps. The monk in black's arms felt like being chopped with a knife and an axe, and his forehead was sweating in pain. When the children got on the bridge, the monk in black couldn't help but hang his head, and his shoulders became straight, and he endured the pain.

The river water flooded my mouth and nose, almost suffocating me.

When the last child crossed the river, the bridge transformed by the black monk collapsed, and the whole person was washed away by the river. He was even expelled from the fragments of this small world, and almost died from exhaustion.

After a while, dozens of children were saved from drowning in the flood because of the black-clothed monk's "power of breaking the cause and effect". The ghosts of the children who originally wandered by the Hades River grew up one after another.

In the dark and lightless sky, six light doors suddenly opened. They were lifted up from the ground by an inexplicable suction force, and they were thrown directly to the third place from the top, to the world!

After a while, this place was like an illusory world, and the dreamy bubbles dispersed. Only thousands of incense sparks shot toward the black monk. The sinful black monk's clothes actually faded a lot, and even recovered.

A bit of snow-white nature.
Chapter completed!