Help! The ascetic and cold senior brother is actually a fallen demon villain

Her damn compassion.

That day, the young man knelt in her Tiandaosi with his head bowed, his expression numb and cold, and he said nothing.

"Faxiang, do you know what you are doing?" At that time, Youglai's figure had not shrunk, and the young girl curled her blond hair with her fingers unhappily.

"You are holding a mortal, and you are asking me to give her divine power and turn her into a god? She has no contact with spiritual power and cannot be a monk. Forcibly giving her divine power will only cause her body to explode and die as a small human being."

Moreover, how could the godhead be handed over so easily.

"I understand." His voice was hoarse and hoarse. He was obviously the youngest of the three. He was as heavy as a thousand-year-old dead wood.

"I know you and you come to me to say such ridiculous things? I always thought you were the most sober one among us."

Youmo stopped twirling her hair, and her thoughts suddenly changed, as if, "Why, has the eternal god in charge of the stars become obsessed with mortals?"

"...She is my disciple."

"You secretly changed the concept to fool me?"

"..." Xiang Shen was speechless by her.

He kept his posture and knelt on his knees, holding the lifeless woman in his arms, straightening his back without shaking at all. The young man's golden eyes dimmed slightly, and a bitter feeling flowed through his heart, and he laughed at himself.

"She asked me why I didn't go back to heaven."

"She didn't know that God would also wander around the world."

"I have no hesitation to save the common people, but no one pities me."

Even if the god who has lost his faith and fallen into the dust returns to his heights, it will not change the fact that he once aspired to greatness.

What the world loves to watch most is the fall of God.

Tomorrow has sunk into the deep sea, and the moonlight is no longer shining brightly.

The sea has its tides and the stars have their returns, but God has no salvation.

Seeing everything in his eyes, Youmo's heart twitched, and he took a long breath, "Why bother? You might as well find a woman named Jiang, let her take a bite and form a blood contract, become a vampire and gain eternal life. With your face, she Or will..."

She paused immediately——

Ah, she had forgotten that this picky vampire never had enough to eat, so he fell into a deep sleep every three hundred years to strengthen his body.

In three hundred years, even if she used her divine power to keep Jiang Ying's body from decaying, the Xiang Shen without his followers would probably disintegrate before Jiang Qianling woke up, which was completely meaningless.

Heaven is helpless and distressed like her.

God is not that easy to do either.

"Dharma, the rules set by this god: Everything in the world has cause and effect, and it follows regular cycles. If you want to fulfill your wish, there is only one way to do it, and that is to remove your half-marrow fairy bone and inject her into a god. But you violated this rule. The rules set by God for the love between humans and gods..."

Meaningful language, no need to elaborate, it is obvious.

The Elephant God had no resentment and only asked her, "She is my last faith, which allows me to survive. I will give her the immortal bones again. This is my cause. Then, what is my result?"

The result is his retribution for breaking the law.

He is the God of the Origin. Now that he has no faith, his believers are dead. The worst consequence of losing the half-marrow immortal bone is that he will return to his origin and be buried in the sea of ​​​​stars.

If you have faith again, you can reconstruct the immortal bones and reincarnate into the human world.

This is also an attribution, not a consequence.

"If you want to know the cause of the past life, then what you have received in this life is what it is; if you want to know the consequences of the future life, then what you have done in this life is what it is." This is the most you can say.

All effects arise from causes, and all retributions arise from karma.

The astrological platform of Yizhongchuan is where you can touch the sky very well.

After obtaining the method, he first pierced his spinal cord with a sword, and endured the pain to dig out the divine bones wrapped in divine power. Trembling all over, he gave half of it to Jiang Ying.

The Elephant God, who was already on the verge of death, did not have the extra strength to heal himself. Doing so would undoubtedly accelerate his death.

"Do you regret it?" Youmo, who could not intervene, watched all this in silence, slowly came to the side of the young man whose body gradually turned into stars, secretly gritted his teeth and clenched his fists secretly.

She is the way of heaven, and so are the rules of the world, and the order cannot be disrupted.

Knowing the law and breaking the law will only make her experience a cycle of cause and effect and get unspeakable consequences.

The immortal bones blended into Jiang Ying's body and were well absorbed. However, Xiang Shen smiled, took off the Eight Thousand Star Pendant he carried with him and put it in her hand, "No regrets."

"Faxiang," Youmo's smooth voice had no ups and downs, she opened her lips with difficulty, and called his name again, "She won't remember you."

She died once, and this gave her a second reincarnation. How could a reborn person carry the memory of her previous life?

The green lotus mark on his forehead faded, the Elephant God pursed his lips, and closed his eyes in relief to welcome his ending, "It doesn't matter, I am a god, and I will always turn to my believers."

The stars stretch across the sky, flickering in and out.

How can a territory without the protection of gods survive on its own? With the fall of gods, Yizhongchuan also collapsed and returned to ruins at the moment it lost its gods.

Time has made me speechless, only stones can speak.

In April in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring rain is pouring, and the blue butterflies are dancing in the return of spring.

It flapped its wings and caught the wind, landing on the woman's fingertips and stopping. The cobalt blue bracelet composed of twenty-eight stars on her wrist shone with a faint fluorescent light.

"Laoba!" Zi Shubugui jumped onto the arch bridge holding an oil umbrella to protect him from the rain. He ran to the woman in the pink dress and handed her a bunch of candy figures.

"This is really a good place to laze around on vacation. The scenery is much more beautiful than the scenery of Kamikawa!"

His loud voice scared away the flying butterflies in her hands, and she ran away. Jiang Ying gnawed on the rabbit candy man and raised her lips, "Right? I'm tired of staying in Shenchuan for hundreds of years. Why don't I go out for a walk? The second time, the sword-wielding master and Miao Qing were also called."

She somehow liked this place.

It seemed that she had met a god she believed in somewhere before.

Strange thoughts flashed through her mind, and Jiang Ying froze.

She has faith, but what god does she believe in?

Divine bones, mortal body.

This remaining faith has been gathered together for hundreds of years, and the silver and silver in the clouds have merged and changed.

Twenty-eight stars twinkled, and the star bracelet on the woman's wrist also lit up at the same time.

Tiandaosi

The sky was changing. The blonde girl climbed up to the tower early and looked up at the stars. She saw something through the thin clouds with her divine eyes, and she couldn't help but hold her breath and concentrate.

"The people of Yizhongchuan have perished, reincarnation has occurred, and the Dharma has faded out of everyone's sight. There has been no movement for hundreds of years. Now it suddenly comes back to life. Where will he find the followers of faith to supply him with the ability to rebuild his divine body?"

The mortal to whom he delivered the half-marrow fairy bone and the starlight pendant?

But she has no memory of the Dharma!

Moreover, she actually resurrected the Dharma with her own faith? !

It's really shocking.

"Ah, I'm so sleepy~" The tired female voice was melodious and numb to the bones.

Youmo is not the only one here.

The dark orange eyes of the black-haired woman flashed a demonic light. With her long exposed legs, she was lazily yawning gracefully and walking back with lazy cat steps, sleepy tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm going to sleep. I can't wait for him to come. If Dharma comes back to life again, please say hello to him for me."