Factory owner is king

Chapter 312
"Who are you?" The mechanical voice was harsh and sharp, as if nails were scratching on a bronze mirror.

"I'm Ouyang."

"Wrong." The voice that came from nowhere was neither happy nor sad. After the plain words fell, the punishment followed.

This is a pain that is difficult to describe, as if there are thousands of steel needles, piercing every sweat pore on the whole body.The pain was only for a moment, and the pain stopped even before the wailing sound came out.

Ouyang didn't cry, didn't laugh, and didn't cry out.It's just that the two willow-leaf eyebrows unconsciously frowned, and then stretched out.

"who are you?"

"Ouyang"

"Wrong." The expected punishment came again as scheduled.

To Ouyang, this is absolute darkness, like the deepest night sky, after erasing the existence of the stars and the moon, no words can describe its emptiness.

Why is she here?
She didn't know the answer.She didn't even have a clear idea of ​​where she was, so how could she give a memory of coming and going.

There is no space, and time is passing quietly.

The only thing Ouyang knows is that since she became conscious, she has been here, floating in nothingness, answering questions from unknown people, accepting punishment again and again, and she has even gotten used to it.

Humans have five senses: color, sound, smell, taste, and touch; the Buddha said there are six senses: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.

In the definition of Buddha, there is an additional definition of mind, and mind is the heart.

What is heart?
It is the thoughts and beliefs brought about by memories.

In this void of no sky, no land, no time and no space, Ouyang's memory is still there, and she can still think, so she still exists.It's just that with the question and answer and torture time and time again, the string in my heart is slowly tightening, becoming thinner, as thin as black silk, or a cow's hair, and it may break in the next moment.

I don't know how long it took, but there was an abrupt change in the boring question and answer.

"who are you?"

"I don't know." Ouyang changed her answer, but she still said to herself silently in her heart: "I am Ouyang."

"You are the Saint of the White Lotus Sect, the Lord of the Sun and Moon Sect." The owner of the voice seemed to have changed. It was the same indifference and ruthlessness, but there seemed to be a touch of pity and sympathy in it: "Repeat it."

"..." Ouyang was silent, not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't remember.

She didn't say the answer, but this time the expected criminal law did not come, replaced by a deafening echo, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, pouring into her ears.

"You are the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, the Lord of the Sun Moon God Sect!"

"You are the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, the Lord of the Sun Moon God Sect!"

"You are the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, the Lord of the Sun Moon God Sect!"

Over and over again, like raging rapids rushing down from a high cliff, piercing the lake that is no longer calm.

"I, I am..." Ouyang wanted to refute, but she was powerless, the mosquito-like voice was drowned in the huge waves, and it didn't even reach her own ears.

"I am the Saint of the White Lotus Sect, the Lord of the Sun and Moon Sect."

"Ding!"

The string in my heart was broken, and my consciousness was finally submerged in the darkness and sound waves of nothingness.

. . . . . .

"The method of extinguishing the six desires and the seven emotions is to break through and then stand upright. It is a small achievement." Tang Sai'er retracted the jade finger that was placed between Ouyang's eyebrows. The movement was very gentle and gentle, for fear of disturbing the little girl who had already settled down. girl.

Wu Sheng's eyes were closed tightly, his palms were folded, and they were printed on Ouyang's back, and he still didn't wake up.

"Buddha mother." Sikong Xuan's face was pale, and his whole body was shaking, not because of fear, but because of weakness and exhaustion that penetrated into the marrow of his bones: "The method of extinguishing the six desires and seven emotions is the highest martial art in this teaching, just pass it on like this." For this little girl, do you really intend to pass on the White Lotus Sect to her?"

Sikong Xuan has been holding back this question in his heart for a long time. Before that, he thought that maybe Tang Saier would do something in the exercises, but at this moment he can basically be sure that what Tang Saier passed on to Ouyang is the authentic method, and Sikong Xuan I haven't practiced the method of extinguishing the six desires and the seven emotions, but I still have the vision to distinguish between true and false.

"The supreme martial arts?" Tang Saier smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are wrong. The supreme martial arts of the White Lotus Sect is not the method of annihilation of six desires and seven emotions, but the method of non-phase."

"That formless skill that has no self or form?"

"The Wuxiang Gong that has no self and no form." Tang Sai'er nodded affirmatively: "At the end of the Song Dynasty, the Ruyi Dharma King invaded the martial arts in the Central Plains, destroying the dead all the way, rampantly, even though there is no. Master Du Maiyi took action to turn the tide and shot King Ruyi to death, but he was also seriously injured, and the Wuxiang Gong was stolen at that time. Lord Du Fo was dying at the time, but the Supreme Martial Arts was stolen, and Lord Du Fo within five years Burning together, fighting with blood, convinced the time to come, and tried to repeat the book Wuxiang Kungfu with astonishing perseverance. Unfortunately, in a trance, after all, the secret book could not be reproduced, and only a fragment was left in the end. After researching, painstakingly sorting out, and finally creating the method of the extinction of the six desires and the seven emotions that I practiced based on the meaning of the extinction and rebirth of the Buddhadharma."

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect Phaseless Kung Fu to be a thing of my White Lotus Sect." Sikong Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

"These secrets in the teaching are actually nothing, and it's okay to tell you, just don't gossip around." Tang Sai'er cast his eyes on Ouyang, who had his eyes closed in front of him, and said quietly: "My seat originally The intention is to completely erase her will and train her into a puppet leader who only knows how to obey orders, but in the battle on the cliff a few days ago, I discovered an interesting thing.

There is a genuine energy in this little girl that does not belong to her, although it is not much, it is amazingly powerful, and. . . "Tang Sai'er squinted his eyes: "This zhenqi has the same root and origin as the zhenqi cultivated by me, but it is even more magnificent and inexplicable. "

"What?!" Sikong Xuan couldn't help exhaling softly.

Tang Saier's meaning could not be more clear. The Wuxiang Gong was stolen, and Tang Saier's practice could only be regarded as the remnants of the Wuxiang Gong. Ouyang had never practiced the method of extinguishing the six desires and the seven emotions, but there appeared on his body a magic weapon similar to Tang Saier's. Same source, but stronger true energy.

"The true energy does not belong to this little girl... The Wuxiang Gong belongs to Tianmen!"

"Yes, but it's not important." Tang Sai'er nodded and shook his head again: "I have fought against that Xu Ruyi, he didn't practice Wuxiang Kung Fu, the biggest possibility is that he practiced a thaumaturgy with some thaumaturgy Formless zhenqi exists in this little girl's body to protect her life.

And this kind of magical skills, I don't believe that the head eunuch will pass it on to others.In other words, this little girl may be the only person in the world who has experienced Wuxiang Gong, and what I want to do is to reproduce the supreme martial arts of my White Lotus Sect on her body. "

　Thanks to the three big officials of "Youming 灬 Xiao Hanfeng", "carra." and "Game Universe" for their recommendation tickets, Maoer is very grateful Orz
　　PS: [-] words a day, Maoer is sorry for everyone.Um. . .Here I would like to recommend the book "Super Horror Live", it is really a good book, better written than Maoer, although I don't understand why the results are not as good as Maoer ==
　　


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