The only way

The purple phoenix and the golden Buddhist beads were at a stalemate.

The fireworks all over the sky and the golden swastika are constantly clashing in the void.

Yin Ziluo standing on top of the phoenix bird and Buddha Zi Xingyun standing under the Buddha beads are far away from each other.

The former has cold eyes, while the latter has a peaceful expression.

In the misty mist, this grand fighting scene, like black and white shadows, fell in the eyes of the two figures.

Fozi Xingyun glanced curiously at the black and white figure that was exactly the same as himself at an arm's length away.

That figure was no different from him, with Buddhist beads on his head, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and his expression and posture were very agile and natural.

But he knew that the Buddha Nebula fighting outside the mist at this moment was just a phantom of himself.

The real self is actually inside this misty phantom, and the outside is just a fragmented phantom.

After two glances, Fozi Xingyun turned his gaze to the opposite side of him, where there was still a figure standing there.

It was Yin Ziluo, the demon saint.

Beside her was also a black and white phantom exactly like her.

The difference is that Yin Ziluo in the mist does not have the noble and ferocious purple phoenix bird under her feet.

"This is my innate bloodline, in Zi Xinyan's state of mind."

Yin's Zi Xinyan is very strange, this so-called state of mind is the uniqueness of this Zi Xinyan.

It's just that there are not many demons who know about it.

The state of mind is controlled by the master of the state of mind, and the state of mind is born according to the mind. In the state of mind where Zi Xinyan was born, the master of the state of mind has absolute control.

Most of the time, those who are pulled into the state of mind by the Yin family are close to death.

Few demons can leave Zi Xinyan's state of mind alive.

This secret is naturally few people know.

But Yin Ziluo told Fozi Xingyun generously.

Yin Ziluo in her state of mind is not like Yin Ziluo above the phoenix outside, her face is full of frost, but she is smiling.

Fozi Xingyun's expression was still peaceful, but when he looked at Yin Ziluo, he laughed, "Long time no see, Miss Ziluo."

Hearing the strings and knowing the elegant meaning, the two obviously knew each other a long time ago.

One is a Buddhist disciple of Buddhism, and the other is a demon saint, they are actually old acquaintances.

Yin Ziluo looked at Fozi Xingyun's handsome and extraordinary face, and the white teeth that were exposed when he smiled, his eyes flickered slightly.

Speaking of which, it was because of this face that I was moved.

When they met at the beginning of the year, she only regarded him as a Buddhist disciple, and he also thought she was a noble lady of the demon clan.

As a result, no one would have expected that there are two of them, one is a Buddhist disciple, and the other is a demon saint.

"It's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time, but I didn't expect that the reunion of old people would be under such circumstances."

Yin Ziluo smiled softly, the purple in her eyes was flowing, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

This smile is different from the past, but it has all kinds of amorous feelings.

Fozi Xingyun smiled purely, with clear eyes, "Amitabha, meeting is fate, and fighting is cause and effect."

Buddhas and demons are not mutually exclusive, cause and effect have been established thousands of years ago.

One of them is a disciple of Buddha and the other is a saint, but they are only disciples of Buddha and saint.

This has lasted thousands of years of cause and effect, and they still don't have the ability to unravel it.

Yin Ziluo lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand to look at her slender fingers, and raised her lips to smile.

"I won't let you pass through Longwang Pass."

"Young monk will pass the Longwang pass."

One Buddha and one demon, one word and one word.

Not like a conversation, but better than a conversation.

In the next moment, the fog in the mood surged, and the surrounding situation changed suddenly. The majestic city wall outside Longwangguan disappeared, and the black and white battle scene also disappeared.

What appeared instead was a deep underground cave, beneath which was endless dark red magma tumbling.

At the foot of Fozi Nebula, there is a precarious rock.

Looking up, Yin Ziluo's figure on the opposite side also disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, countless phantoms surged out of the densely packed stone caves like ant nests.

Pairs of scarlet eyeballs stared at the Buddha Nebula like red lanterns, and then one after another phantom flocked towards the snow-white figure like beasts smelling of blood.

The overwhelming phantom covered the snow-white figure, and the shrill and hoarse roar resounded through the entire underground cavern.

Above the deep cave, Yin Ziluo looked at the situation below indifferently, her body motionless.

Zi Xinyan's state of mind is between fiction and reality, strictly speaking, it just pulls the other party's mind into the state of mind.

Not real.

But if one is injured or dies in the state of mind, the body will also be injured or died in the same way.

This is true again.

It is also because of this mind-snatching spirit that it is impossible to guard against, as well as the cunning methods, that the Yin family's innate bloodline has gained a heart.

And it can still sit firmly on the supreme position of the demon clan.

The ghosts in the entire deep cave are not weak, they appear continuously, and they rush towards the Buddha Nebula without fear of life and death.

Even though Fozi Xingyun's Dharma is profound and he naturally restrains demons, he is not invincible.

Under such an offensive, the everlasting golden light in the infinite shadow gradually began to shake as time passed.

The golden light also began to have phantoms.

Fozi Nebula can't hold on for long.

There is no day and night in the state of mind, only endless depth.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden light that had been standing in the deep cave finally dimmed.

Finally broke suddenly.

The undercurrents of phantom shadows, who were constantly advancing one after another, paused slightly, and then rushed towards the snow-white figure sitting cross-legged like a madman.

The piercing roar resounded throughout the deep cave, followed by the frightening sound of biting flesh and blood.

When the countless ghosts disappeared like dream bubbles, in the dark cave, on the precarious cliff stone, only a flawless skeleton glowing with golden light was left.

The snow-white cassock he was wearing was tattered and dull, and he was no longer as clean and dusty as before.

Yin Ziluo walked down from the top of the deep cave step by step, and little purple fireworks bloomed under her feet.

Before she came to this snow-white skeleton, her expression was indifferent.

The purple eyes stared at this flawless skeleton shining with golden light without blinking, and remained silent for a long time.

In the end, the corners of Yin Ziluo's mouth raised slightly, as if smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes, "I didn't expect that goodbye is also rebirth."

"You Buddhists always talk about reincarnation of cause and effect, all living beings are suffering, and you can cross others and cross yourself."

"Since all living beings are suffering, why not suffer for us demons?"

"Since all living beings are equal, why do you not cross demons when you cross people and yourself?"

"Xingyun, if you can't cross me, I will cross you."

"It can be regarded as the whole of the fate between you and me."

After finishing speaking, Yin Ziluo laughed suddenly, the laughter was clear and sweet, and then her eyes suddenly looked at the snow-white skeleton in front of her.

"What do you think? Nebula."

No, the Buddha's saint is happy to write, and the female goose hasn't shown up for a long time, and she has to sneak out to gain a sense of presence.