The smoke is lingering!

Accompanying him was the man standing among them, looking like a god in the smoke.

in memory,

Regarding this point, Fairy Chi Lian also made speculations at the beginning. Regarding this strange secret skill, in the subsequent analysis, Li Mochou regarded it as a Taoist spirit-seeking technique.

Even though she had doubts, her mind had not been focused on this issue in the subsequent contacts. After all, at that time, her entire mind was focused on Yue Yuan.

Both body and mind belong to each other.

Where do you have the time and where do you have the inclination to get to know other people?

Love words are not enough.

I can’t get enough of the sweet words,

Even when Xiangyang soared through the sky at the end, she was filled with resentment and resentment, and she had been persistently chasing the other person's figure.

But now when he heard his grandson Ying Yuan talk about this issue, Li Mochou really focused on this issue.

Visualize.

This is a term from Taoism.

It is even mentioned in Buddhism.

This is an art of cultivating the mind.

To a certain extent, it includes methods such as the art of inviting gods.

"Look!"

"Does my grandfather's practice of burning books look familiar?" Ying Yuan had seen this before, and had a corresponding description in the notes left by his father.

And the description itself came from the mouth of Fairy Chi Lian.

It was part of her father's description of Chuanying when she was still a child in her spare time. This part of the description has been engraved in the depths of Chuanying's mind since she was a child.

look familiar?

Li Mochou was slightly startled when he heard this.

Smoke lingering?

Is there anything familiar about this?

But Ying Yuan's words were definitely not casual. After thinking about it carefully, Fairy Chi Lian suddenly understood. What exactly did Ying Yuan refer to as the familiar place?

There are Taoist gates.

Buddhism also has it.

That is incense.

The only difference is that Yue Yuan replaced the sandalwood with something else, as if he had selectively chosen something else for preparation.

For example, in Li Mochou's memory, when he rescued his junior sister Xiao Longnu, he burned medical classics.

Seeing the flash of realization on his grandmother's face, Ying Yuan knew that the other party had thought of what he wanted to say.

So what kind of existence needs incense?

In the past dynasties of China, only the immortals and Buddhas in the sky needed to offer incense.

In addition, there is another thing that requires offering incense to worship.

That is the person who has died.

As if remembering something, Li Mochou murmured a name.

"Xu Xian."

Xu Xian!

Jinshan Temple.

This temple is now a bit deserted, but there are still many monks staying here to chant sutras and worship Buddha.

If someone burns incense and worships, the great monks will naturally not refuse.

Even if there are female guests.

After all, Jinshan Temple is not a Shaolin Temple and has special rules.

Burn incense and worship Buddha.

Lu Wushuang stared blankly at his uncle, Xiao Longnu, doing such things step by step and with the utmost courtesy.

Three incense sticks were lit, and the cold face of Xiao Longnu was reflected in the thin green smoke.

"Xu Xian."

She murmured this unforgettable name, and suddenly, she seemed to see the Buddhist 'eminent monk' sitting there, practicing meditation with his hair.

behind.

Lu Wushuang looked at the extremely familiar scene in front of her in a daze. Regarding what she had experienced in the past few days, she still had not completely sorted out the mess that had become a mess.

even.

This absurd but true story made Lu Wushuang begin to doubt herself.

who I am?

Where am I from?

Where am I going?

Countless thoughts were rolling in her mind, which almost caused her to go astray and become obsessed. Especially after knowing Fahai's identity, Lu Wushuang was almost dumbfounded. For a moment, she didn't dare to look at Yue Yue at all.

Yuan, the complicated relationship between Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu.

If it were her, she would probably go crazy.

It was only now that Lu Wushuang finally suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his head, and finally stabilized his mentality.

It took quite a while.

When Xiao Longnu turned around, she saw Lu Wushuang who was in a daze and woke him up: "You still don't understand?"

"Too."

"After all, your realm is just a little bit behind, a little far away from being broken."

"One step away, and there's no limit to the difference."

"You have to know that time is the biggest obstacle for Yue Yuan, but it is also the weakest obstacle."

"You know what?"

"My senior sister once said this."

"She seemed to have had a strange dream encounter. In the dream, she had fought with an extremely beautiful hair-haired bhikshuni in the forest next to a temple. The other bhikshuni was holding the Moon Que Sword that belonged to Yue Yuan. That bhikshuni

But he said it was a Buddhist sword called Se Kong."

"Senior sister was very angry at that time."

"I wanted to beat this bhikshuni to death directly in the dream, but unfortunately he woke up in the middle. However, the senior sister could not remember the other things in the dream very clearly, but she was very impressed by the bhikshuni. Unfortunately... she was not found in the end.

, in the end I had to kill a few evil monks randomly to vent my anger."

"Now it seems that this dream may not be just a dream."

"Because in the past few years, I have secretly investigated, and by chance, I have learned that there is a hidden sect in Buddhism called Cihang Jingzhai, which once contained a sect-suppressing sword named Se Kong."

"Right."

"Perhaps the descendants of the Cihang Jingzhai sect should also come out."

When saying these words, Xiao Longnu did not explain one thing, that is, she also had this dream. In this dream, she was holding a silver sword with a golden bell hanging on the sword. At the same time,

She still remembered that a very domineering woman in red clothes should have appeared in her dream.

These things have been concealed by Xiao Longnu.

bell.

Moon Sword.

She herself began to doubt the true origin of the Tomb Sect.

The chaotic and complicated memories and those weird and unpredictable dreams now make Xiao Longnu doubt whether the Yue Yuan she saw is the Yue Yuan of the past, the Yue Yuan of the present, or the him in the future?

The man who played with time, but was teased by time.

Speaking of this, Xiao Longnu paused for a moment, her eyes fell on Lu Wushuang, looked at him and asked: "These days, Wushuang, you have heard so much and seen so much, what do you think?" There was a hint in her eyes.

With a hint of expectation.

Nod.

meditation.

Facing Xiao Longnu's inquiry, Lu Wushuang met that look and held back this sentence for a long time: "What do you think? I feel that these days, uncle, you probably spent a lifetime talking before you can speak."

"..."

When Xiao Longnu heard this, she suddenly looked stunned, and then her expression turned cold.

Just when Xiao Longshen's expression began to show visible changes, Lu Wushuang spoke up again: "I know what you mean, uncle, but I don't understand. Apart from Leifeng Pagoda, has he done anything else?"

Lu Wushuang didn't understand what kind of emotions made Xiao Longnu embark on such a path.

Faintly, she felt that there might be more to the truth than that.

He looked dumbfounded.

Xiao Longnu seemed to have thought of something, and her jade-white face turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye under Lu Wushuang's sight.
Chapter completed!