XXII. To each his own way

"No Zen, go. Lingxiu smiled kindly and touched Wuzen's head.

Qingyun's old master, followed by Wu Chan, Wu Chan's expression was extremely excited: "Yes!" Riding through the company camp alone, the ten thousand armies roared in front of the formation, Qingyun's arrogance and wildness and the bright red of the city's fire ignited Wu Chan's blood: "Brother Fang Yin!" Yes, Wu Chan will not forget his big brother Fang Yin, no matter when: "Wu Chan is gone!" Fang Yin smiled generally, and touched Wu Chan's head again: "Go, go straight over, don't look back." ”

It's very simple, for no Zen.

From the low barren mountains to the small city gates, it is a line.

Straight line.

Wuzen is the shortest distance between the dots, along the invisible straight line.

Rush!

Riding alone, the three armies were shocked, the Xiliang soldiers and horses were already on guard, and the front had already seen the banner and the halberd forest shining.

But this is Zenless, brave and fearless Zen: "Ahhhhhhhhh

The Wuzen tiger roared and jumped up the mountain, waving a big bamboo stick with its eyes wide open, and rushed over like a mad dragon! But seeing the smoke and dust rolling, the war horse neighed in shock, and in an instant, a monk smashed into the encirclement like a divine soldier descending from the sky, breaking and breaking and breaking! Breaking through in one fell swoop, there is nothing to resist, and it is snatched and snatched! Exclamation was accompanied by cheers, swords, guns, swords, halberds flew above the clouds and haze, the copper-headed iron arm Xiao King Kong, the dragon and the tiger could not be used, it was said that the line was a straight line, and Wu Zen rushed over like that, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and he broke out a big road-

The line is formed, straight and straight, as if drawn with a ruler.

The people have disappeared into the city, and the smoke and dust are still billowing all the way.

Obedience without Zen is the simplest, most direct, and most effective way to use without Zen.

There is only one flower monk left, and one Fang Taoist priest.

Lingxiu smiled and sighed, Fang Yin snorted, and said that there are different ways to enter the city: "Flashed!"

scored twice, the Arhat Divine Horse, said to be amazing enough, but a small wave. However, in the end, the morale was frustrated again and again, and the Xiliang army was helpless, and the shouts of the city head were like mountains and tsunamis, wave after wave: "White-clothed Bodhisattva!Fang Yin Fangyin!Fang Yin Fangyin!White-clothed Bodhisattva!" At that time, Xiliang's thousands of iron horsemen had gone out of the north of the city to search around, Fang Yin and Lingxiu retreated a hundred steps away and hid, but the cry came with the wind and was clear in the ears, and it was even more alarming: "What?"

It's stupid, I don't understand it at all, and Daoist Fang can't figure it out anyway: "They are here, what, ha!" Today is an unusual day, gods, men, gods, horses, gods, Buddhas, and birds descend together, and the heavens and the earth reach the road without a door, and everywhere is the way! Circling, circling, who knows that the high places are not cold? Flying, flying, it can be seen that my heart is also leisurely? Three, six, nine and so on, everyone is like ants, I eat and drink dew, and you fight for this breath: "Haha! Brother Crane!"

The crane is in the sky, the bow and crossbow are not in time, hundreds of thousands of people look up, and the iron horse Jingo pays homage together.

Dance solo for a while and plunge into the city.

Suddenly, it rose again, straight into the clouds, and the shadow turned black and white, and disappeared.

Another time.

Ah Wu came from far away in the north, pacing with his hands in his hands, with a look of disdain: "Waste!"

This was said by the Taoist priest on the other side, and Daoist Fang had no way to enter the heavens and the earth, so he had to come to greet Lord Awu in person: "Brother Awu." ”

Seeing that his expression was respectful and his attitude was good, Ah Wu sighed and glanced at Lingxiu melancholy.

Lingxiu smiled.

In any case, it is his own person, although Ah Wu is not happy, he will admit it, not to mention that General Peony gave an order: "Go!"

Going their own way, it's also unusual.

It's an authentic tunnel.

Ah Wu led the two of them eastward for a while, nodded and tiptoed: "Here." ”

After saying that, Awu left, paced with his hands in his hands, and walked proudly.

"Birdman!" Daoist Fang cursed secretly and dug up.

Lingxiu watched.

It is a tunnel, the entrance is at the foot of the mountain, there is no grass, and it is a small hill bag.

Like a big tomb.

It is an authentic tunnel, the design is very ingenious, and there is nothing unusual to see, and it is only known when you dig it up.

After digging, the Wuzen monk entered the city, and the coolie had to be done by the Taoist priest, and the Jun Tianjian was just right here.

Dig the ground for a while, a hole gradually becomes, the color is dark and deep, and the mud and sand are all down.

The entrance to the cave is narrow and cramped, allowing one person to enter and exit, like a dog hole!

"This, this, so small?" Daoist Fang's eyes were stunned.

Lingxiu looked dazed.

Human life is different, some people break into the city with integrity and majesty, some people climb into the city with flies and dogs, some people fly back and forth in the sky and are not at all right, and some people drill in the ground without seeing the day and make holes. But there is no other way, no choice. Daoist Fang went into the cave first, holding the Juntian Sword, maybe there was a world in the meantime. Lingxiu climbed in, her hands were empty, and she couldn't see the sky and the earth.

This tunnel was dug by Tuxingsun, and the tunnel dug by Tuxingsun can never be walked.

Another time.

Awu came back, sighed, and filled the pit.

If someone digs and resists, someone has to fill the pit, and people's lives are different.

There is no light.

There is only darkness.

Underground world, absolutely quiet.

In fact, Daoist Fang regretted it after not climbing a few steps, Daoist Fang finally understood that he was not a mouse but a mole, his eyes were black, headless and brainless. In the meantime, there is heaven and earth, or that tunnel, only allowing crawling forward, and you have to turn around. This is not a tunnel dug by people, so this is not a tunnel that people walk, Daoist Fang complained and scolded the ancestors back and forth for one hundred and eight generations of ancestors who had not yet met, but there was no way back-

Lingxiu crawled behind, only listening to the gasping of her nose.

Climb, climb!

Fortunately, there is a Juntian sword on the ground, Juntian is Fang Yin's eyes, it turns out that this sword is really useful, not only can dig the soil but also explore the way. Crawling, crawling, endless darkness, crawling, crawling, endless long road, smelling the damp earthy smell in his nose, Fang Yin simply closed his eyes and struggled to crawl forward! Anyway, he was blind when he opened his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he really climbed fast, swishing Fang Yin imagined himself as a pangolin: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Wait for me, wait for me, right, right, water-" Monk Hua shouted weakly, with no strength behind him.

"Yes!" Fang Yin said in his heart, the words should be, and he laughed in his mouth: "Haha! There is no water here, here is a goo!"

It's not water, it's mud soup.

Entering the muddy water again, it was biting cold, and this road was unusual.

"Woooo

"Huh, Monk Hua?" But Lingxiu is gone, and Monk Hua is gone.

Boom, flutter, eyes wide open, silent.

"Whoa, whoa, oh my!" Never-ending darkness, never-ending loneliness, this is a path to the underworld: "It's so cold!

This is simply a trap, unlucky Fang Daoist.

Poor people must have something to hate, and Monk Lingxiu has already reminded him that when he has a fork in the road, he should climb to the right.

This is not a Huangquan road, this is a yin-yang road.

A century later.

When Daoist Fang saw the light of day again after another catastrophe, like a mud monkey who had no head and no brains to drill out of the ground, he was blinded by the great eunuch of Sanhuaβ€”β€”

"I'm Sanhua, I'm going to be a common name!"