The next morning, Hanshan Temple.

"A day has passed, and there is no sign of killing demons in my heart?" Luo Feiyu held Gu Jingyao's pulse and looked surprised.

"What's going on?" Young Master Gu Zhou looked at Ru Hui on the side.

Ru Hui said the Buddha's name and told him from beginning to end about a Taoist nun visiting Hanshan Temple yesterday.

"Buddhism is a family? He is also a bright person." The young master Guzhou exclaimed slightly and looked at Luo Feiyu.

Luo Feiyu's face was still heavy, and Xihe Fuxue's internal strength kept floating and sinking in his hands until his internal strength was exhausted, and he did not show any killing power on Gu Jingyao.

Luo Feiyu frowned, "It seems... it should be no longer murderous."

Gu Jingyao also woke up, his eyes no longer as fierce as before. He looked at the monks around him and said calmly: "You should let me go now."

Ru Hui took a step forward, "Master said that even if the killing is eliminated, we must beware of the possibility of rekindling. I hope that the donor will stay here and don't leave."

"Do you still want to stay?" Gu Jingyao sighed, "I really want to go out and have a look."

Yesterday, Lan Chuyi and Gu Jingyao calmed down, he talked to him about the things in the world. From a young master who was famous in battle to a few new sects, he soon filled Gu Jingyao's empty heart. In the past ten years, he has lived because of the inner demon, but has forgotten his dream. Now that the inner demon has faded, it is better to leave his identity as a devil, turn into a happy knight, and go to the rivers and lakes for a while.

Don’t be afraid of those pursuits, don’t be afraid of hardships.

Because of hardships, it is called the world.

"The world of the world is accompanied by difficulties." This sentence was what she said to herself with a smile yesterday.

Gu Jingyao didn't know what to do, but suddenly a crisp and nice female voice came from outside the temple: "I'll take you away."

Lan Chuqi jumped in from the eaves and smiled at Gu Jingyaoying.

The two spent an afternoon chatting yesterday and exchanged several stories. This was the first time Gu Jingyao met someone in his life who could tolerate his bad temper besides his parents.

Lan Chuqi bowed to Ruhui and said, "The demon in Mr. Gu's heart has been removed by me. It is reasonable and should not be trapped in this boring place."

Ru Hui saluted, "My fellow Taoist said this, but this rule was set by the master. Now that the master is in seclusion, the little monk cannot make a decision for him."

Lan Chuqi said coldly: "When I asked me to take Mr. Gu away yesterday, that's not what you said."

Ruhui frowned slightly, and a golden light seemed to emerge in her eyes.

Lan Chuyi only felt a strong sense of oppression coming, and he drew the curse with his hand, removing the sense of oppression, "The master is really ruthless and doesn't talk much."

Ruhui seemed to have responded to Lan Chubi's words, but she did not speak again, but her eyes gradually became more and more majestic, and a false golden-eyed Buddha seemed to appear behind him.

King Kong's eyes are angry!

A golden light burst out from Ruhui's eyes, and a slowly falling maple leaf suddenly turned into dust.

Lan Chuyi's fingers suddenly started to move wildly, and the clear blue light flowed along with her fingertips, staying in the air. Soon, several lines of dense Taoist spells were formed, isolated the golden light.

Gu Jingyao was shocked, "Don't fight anymore, don't fight anymore." He wanted to step forward, but found that he was still in the Golden Light Soul Crossing Formation and could not move.

"The secret method of Longhu Mountain can refer to the virtual finger spell that paints spells out of thin air." Young Master Gu Zhou looked at the battle and said lightly: "Who is this woman from?"

Luo Feiyu was thinking about something on the side, but did not answer.

Lan Chuqiu stroked a few more strokes on the Taoist spell, broke the guard and attacked Ruhui, "I have saved the demonic nightmare in Mr. Gu's heart, so why don't I take it away?"

Ru Hui's face, Rururu, keeps silent, takes a step forward, the monk's robe flies with the wind, and waves the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.

The pestle was extremely strong and resolute, and the gods were hard to shake, which made Lan Chuqi retreat and vomited wildly.

"Lan Chuyi!" Gu Jingyao shouted. He couldn't figure out why Lan Chuyi, who was still gentle and graceful yesterday, suddenly became so impulsive today.

Suddenly, an old voice came from not far away, "Break!"

The remaining momentum of the demon-subduing pestle was instantly broken, and an old monk wearing a red cassock quietly landed on the ground.

"Master." Mr. Gu Zhou subconsciously bowed his head and bowed, but when he saw the old monk in front of him, he was stunned.

This old monk is naturally Master Chenkong, the abbot of Hanshan Temple. However, it was only a day since he met last time. Master Chenkong seemed to have been several years old. His body no longer stood up, but was deeply bent.

At this moment, he looked like an old monk who had been vegetarian and chanting Buddha for many years.

Master Chenkong looked at Gu Jingyao for a moment, sighed at Ruhui, "This girl has indeed done something that you and I have not been able to do, so what's wrong with letting her take it away."

Ruhui put away the magic pestle and bowed her head and bowed her to the death, "Yes."

The monks around him chanted a spell and took off the monk's robe on Gu Jingyao. Then Lan Chuqi pulled Gu Jingyao up and rushed out of the temple.

"Amitabha. Let's stop here." Master Chenkong said lightly and then fell down.

Everyone was shocked, Ruhui took the lead and came to Master Chenkong's back and patted it. After a moment, tears surging, "Master, you..."

Ruhui's true energy cannot be sent over no matter what, because Master Chenkong is already an illusory body.

The young man in the lonely boat could not hide his grief and closed his eyes to pray.

Master Chenkong murmured: "I will live up to my old friends in this life."

As soon as this said, everyone present suddenly realized that he had guessed that Master Chenkong had transformed the demon in his old friend Gu Lang's heart with his lifelong Buddhist practice and asked for peace of mind. Yesterday, Lan Chuqi passed on Gu Jingyao, just a cover to cover up the truth.

Luo Feiyu's first reaction was this, but strangely, although he had no deep interaction with the old monk in front of him, he felt a sense of pain in his heart. He subconsciously covered his chest tightly and raised his eyes to see Master Chenkong's eyes floating, looking at him without hesitation.

After fixing his eyes, Master Chenkong had already closed his eyes.

"I wish that when I attain Bodhi in the next life, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, and pure and filthless." Master Chenkong said lightly and stopped moving.

On the Fengqiao Bridge not far from the temple, Lan Chuqi stopped and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Gu Jingyao behind him hurried forward to support him, "What's wrong with you!"

Lan Chuqi shook his head, "It's okay."

Gu Jingyao patted her back anxiously and expressed his doubts: "Why were you so impulsive just now?"

Lan Chuyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled gently.

"Because, I want someone to accompany me to see the world."

Gu Jingyao was slightly depressed, "Is that right?"

Lan Chuyi thought for a while and said with a smile: "Actually, I mainly want to take you to see this world."

Gu Jingyao's eyes lit up, as if a cluster of sparks were ignited.
Chapter completed!