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This kind of feeling that the hair is overcharged is not uncomfortable for the old monk Moyun, but it also further feels a sharpness. He knows that this is the sharpness emanating from the relatively sharp instruments. A sword is a sword, and it also represents a powerful killing power.

Under this feeling, the old monk Moyun gathered his divine light to look behind Ji Yuan, and it was the Qingteng sword that showed its edge at this moment, so that the old monk Moyun could see the long sword wrapped around the green ivy.

It's just that after gathering the divine light and looking at it for a while, the old monk Mo Yun felt a slight tingling between his foreheads, and his heart shuddered slightly, knowing that this sword is extraordinary and beyond imagination.

"Mr. Ji, what do you mean by old acquaintance?"

If a friend came, how could there be such a fierce and unparalleled slaying and powerful magic weapon to appear, so the so-called old acquaintance is only an enemy.

Sure enough, Ji Yuan looked back at him with a serious face.

"It should be a true demon that Ji knows, but it's just a feeling in his heart. It should be a while before he comes, and he doesn't know that Ji is here."

Ji Yuan felt that maybe it was because of his previous relationship with Beimu, or maybe it was because his Taoism became more and more advanced, or maybe it was because of the real demon body that just had the sense of a sense of movement.

This thought was just in Ji Yuan's mind, but the Master Mo Yun in front of him had already heard the word "true devil", and his expression could no longer be calm.

"Master Moyun, Buddhism is the most talked about subduing demons, how can you show such a look?"

Monk Moyun still can't figure out the Taoism of Jiyuan, he only knows that his Taoism is much higher than his own, but even if he hears Jiyuan's tone of true devil at this moment, he still can't compare Jiyuan with the real devil. high equivalence.

"Mr. Ji, Buddhism does talk a lot about subduing demons, but little monks are low-minded. In the face of real demons, Buddhist Zen thoughts may be taken advantage of by demons, breaking my Zen heart and destroying my Buddhist teachings..."

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Well then, why don't the master leave first?"

"This……"

When the old monk Moyun found out, he struggled for a while, and replied with a bitter look on his face.

"If the little monk leaves at this moment, I'm afraid he will plant a demon of his heart... It's great, the King Buddha of the Great Ming Dynasty."

Monk Moyun's last Buddha's name has calmed down, and he really relaxed his mentality. This makes Ji Yuan a little apologetic. Although what he said just now seems to be nothing, it has a different meaning to the monk in front of him. Feel free to.

"It's the fault of a certain person, and the word 'true devil' should not be mentioned, which puts the master in a dilemma, but..."

Ji Yuan continued earnestly.

"As long as Ji is here, you can protect the master from giving birth to inner demons, and will not be harmed by the real demon. Well, real demons are ever-changing. If you see a virtuous monk guarding the Li family, the master thinks, what will this demon do? response?"

The old monk Mo Yun frowned, and then he looked back at the situation of Mrs. Li and the servants in the room, and then looked at the busy and happy actions of the other Li family members. He could even see three concubines not far away. With a stiff smile on the fan, all movements seemed slow in the eyes of the old monk, and then he turned to look at Ji Yuan.

"Aren't you still there, Mr. Ji?"

"Oh, what if Ji was not there."

The old monk Mo Yun was a little uneasy in his heart. He didn't know what Ji Yuan meant, but he still tried to answer.

"True demons are powerful and ever-changing, and they play with people's hearts and spread filth. If a demon really comes, its purpose must be for the young son of the Li family, but if only the little monk is here, according to the devil's temperament, he believes that everything is under his control. It will definitely take pleasure in disturbing the little monk, break my Zen state, and make me degenerate."

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Of course, how do you break your Zen realm?"

Monk Mo Yun looked at Ji Yuan, this kind of low-level problem is definitely not that Mr. Ji really doesn't know.

"True demons are ever-changing, and they are good at playing with people's hearts. It is often said that the so-called demons come from the heart, and the thoughts of the demons arise from the thoughts of the demons. Of course, they can also enter from the outside. If you want to break my Zen state and enjoy it, it's just to destroy my magic power and destroy my law from the outside. The body does not have much effect, it will definitely enter my mind and dye my spiritual platform, the real devil changes at will, and naturally can be transformed into the inner devil, the monk's path is low, how can he resist..."

It is scary to die, but if you really want to die, monk Moyun is not without the courage to face it, but when he thinks that his Zen state has been broken, and he has been cultivating Buddhism all his life and falling into the devil's way, he can't help but panic in his heart. How to face the possible self?

This panic is because the real devil is really scary. Monk Moyun knows that he has a high probability of being defeated, but because of this panic, the possibility of facing the real devil is even lower.

Seeing the appearance of the old monk Moyun, Ji Yuan waved his sleeves gently, bringing a breeze, brushing the dark color from his body, and also bringing a warm feeling to the other party. If this goes on, the real devil has not come yet, Mo Yun It's possible that the monk's own inner demons really arose.

"The master said it right. If you want to take the young master of the Li family, you must pass your test, and turning into a demon into your heart is the real demon's favorite thing..."

Speaking of which, Jiyuan walked to the outside of the corridor, put her hand into the rain, the rain fell on Jiyuan's hand, splashed water droplets, and then fell down the back of her hand.

"The changes of the real demon are elusive and elusive, but when he turns into a demon and enters your heart, it is also a constraint on yourself, and it is a suitable place!"

Ji Yuan stretched his hand back to look at the monk Moyun behind him. The latter stared blankly at Ji Yuan, and then his eyes moved to Ji Yuan's hand. A pool of rainwater turned into ice crystals and was pinched by Mr. Ji in his hand. Slipped from fingers.

"Mr. means..."

When Monk Mo Yun asked this, Ji Yuancai opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but a deep voice in his sleeve sounded with a treacherous smile.

"Hey hey, you little monk, how can you be so stupid, the meaning of scheming, of course, is to set up a trick for the real devil to let him drill, when he is enjoying it, he suddenly finds himself in a worrying situation, tsk tsk tsk, then Isn't the real devil being played with the devil's heart by us, hahahaha, interesting and interesting!"

what sound?

The old monk Mo Yun was startled, if it wasn't for the voice coming from Mr. Ji's sleeve, he almost thought that the real devil had arrived, but after thinking about it, he slowly understood the meaning of the voice.

"Setting up a cover, that is to say, the little monk, I..."

"That's right, you're that hemp! Hehehehe..."

Ji Yuan saw that the old monk Mo Yun's face began to hold back again, so he quickly comforted him.

"Master, don't worry, it is a kind of environment like a fish in water, but if you compete with your mind, Ji has never been afraid of anyone, and it will definitely protect your state of mind. Well, Xiezhi, you have to get involved. ?"

What Xie Zhi said just now, "we played with the devil's heart", proved that he also wanted to participate. Sure enough, when he heard Ji Yuan's question, Xie Zhi hurriedly said.

"That's natural. It's rare to see such a fun thing. By the way, this is a real devil. I can..."

"Swallowed?"

Ji Yuan already knew what Xie Zhi wanted to ask. This guy just replaced his soul with Taotie.

"Hahahaha, it's all been known, but in my current state, it's still too reluctant to swallow a true demon. Naturally, you have to help me, but don't take it too seriously and just kill it!"

Ji Yuan smiled and didn't say much, but looked at the old monk Mo Yun again. The latter would also calm down a lot. He didn't ask who was in Ji Yuan's sleeve, but he could speak with such a relaxed tone. Ji Yuan's discussion on how to deal with the real devil also made the old monk Mo Yun feel a lot more peaceful.

"Little monk, this time, Ji Yuan and I used you as a set to calculate the real devil, in fact, it means that you have contributed to the suppression of the real devil in your heart, what a shocking help it will be to your future Buddhist practice. Don't be ignorant of happiness in the midst of happiness!"

Xiezhi's words are really what Jiyuan wanted to say~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's just that Jiyuan's words will be euphemistically encouraging, but it's okay to be said by Xiezhi.

"Excellent, King Buddha, Daming, since Mr. Ji has a plan, the little monk sacrificed his life to accompany him."

Monk Moyun closed his eyes slightly and folded his hands together, and responded with a Buddha's name, but made Ji Yuan nodded slightly. This reaction was much better than being excited or overly nervous.

After all, Monk Moyun doesn't know enough about Jiyuan, let alone Xiezhi. Whether he can deal with the real devil is still unknown, and it is very valuable to maintain such a mentality.

At this moment, Liping and a guard hurried over to Monk Moyun's side.

"Sir, Master National Teacher, are three wet nurses enough? Uh... Master National Teacher, what about sir?"

Liping came to the old monk Moyun's side, looked left and right but couldn't see Ji Yuan there, and when he looked at the house, he couldn't see it, and there was a rain curtain outside the corridor.

"It's good, King Buddha of the Ming Dynasty, sir, an expert in the world. Since your wife has given birth to a son, you will naturally leave. The memory is empty, and there is nothing to think about. Master Li, don't miss the teacher!"

The old monk's voice carried a kind of Zen, which reverberated in Liping's ears, in Liping's heart, and in fact, in the ears of everyone in the house.

From this moment on, the impression of Mr. Ji from the top and bottom of the Li Fu began to blur, and then he forgot, and was hidden in the depths of his mind. This is Monk Moyun's own understanding of the magical power of forgetfulness from Buddhism, which is also very miraculous.

This obviously helps to make up for the loopholes in the trap, and also makes Ji Yuan, who has been hidden in the emptiness, to nod secretly. After this monk Moyun reacted, he was still very enlightened.