Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

There were a lot of things on the street that he hadn't seen before, and he looked carefully at them all. The boy's eyes shone brightly, and he was fascinated by what he saw, and he happily forgot about the matter of cleaning up that man.

The man sat in the attic for a day, and the boy hugged the futon with his unkempt hair and watched the people coming and going on the street with him, watching them happily all day.

Just after dusk, warm yellow lights were lit outside, and it was warm everywhere...

The young man was looking forward to the night scene, but the city suddenly disappeared. He frowned slightly, and got closer to the mirror. The man in the mirror seemed to have left the city and entered the wilderness, and the surroundings became dark. It didn't take long for the other party to return to the mansion, sitting in the quaint palace and leaning against the table to look at the bamboo slips.

The light in the boy's eyes dimmed, and he stared at the mirror for a long time without moving.

The candlelight was shining, his eyes fell on the man's face, he looked at that face in a daze, from the tall nose bridge to the thin lips and then to the sharp jawline.

The young man didn't know what he was thinking, raised his eyes to meet those deep pupils, his back tensed, and the image in the mirror disappeared.

Shui Wufeng sat at the back and couldn't help but smile as he watched him bewildered after being stared away by him.

The boy stayed for a while, then suddenly remembered that he forgot to clean up this person.

He threw away the futon energetically, brushed away the mist on the mirror, and saw the man sitting on the couch with his upper body topless, dealing with the wounds on his body...

His slender fingers hesitated for a while on the mirror, and the young man withdrew his hand again, waved away the picture, and sat in the bamboo house with a vague sigh, "Forget it... anyway, you have been punished by heaven, this seat will Let you go."

The boy walked out with his hands behind his back, and Shui Wufeng followed behind with a smile, showing a hint of pampering.

For several months in a row, Shui Wufeng, who was still a sub-spirit master, looked at different city scenes every day to comprehend the way of sentient beings, and the boy lay down in front of the mirror every day and concentrated on watching various pedestrians and scenes.

I have never seen a warm person in the world before, although I am lonely, I don't feel lonely... The young man has seen the magnificence of the world for a while, and his heart is itching, and he wants to go out and see it every day.

Shui Wufeng laughed out loud several times seeing these young men who were not only dishonest at night, but also began to be dishonest during the day.

He never knew that his sweetheart had been watching him secretly for so long, and he never knew that his sweetheart was alone in the room at that time, with nothing to do and unwilling to practice, so he would wear a small quilt and pretend to be an old man. The monk and the big devil, each playing two roles, fighting with himself, being a girl and a bandit, and finally busy being a hero to save the beauty... I was so mad, I was like a little fool.

At noon at noon, watching the young man struggle once again being wrapped in the quilt by himself, and the sleeping Taoist also turned over, Shui Wufeng smiled and squeezed the fleshless face in his arms, his eyes tenderly He stared at the pale lips and kissed them lightly, then raised his head to see the boyish Yang Ye, who was covered with a quilt and put his forehead against the mirror, with a melancholy expression on his face...

Is it because you are sad because you don't know how to get out?Shui Wufeng frowned, his tens of thousands of years of mood swings combined were not as strong as the period after he and his sweetheart were together, no matter what kind of Feng Yangye he was, he could always be restrained by one or two small movements Him, let him willingly goug out his whole heart and give it to him.

Today, the person who endured not opening the mirror for a long time felt melancholy for a while, and then couldn't hold back to take a peek, but this time when he saw the tall and familiar figure, the boy frowned instead of smirking.

At a glance, he noticed that the familiar stern face was stained with blood, and the tall and straight figure was standing in the mountains, surrounded by a dozen or so golden imperial sword immortal cultivators in the air.

"Your Excellency, hand over the artifact you took from my sect's realm, and we will stop embarrassing you and leave immediately..."

Listening to the man's words, the boy noticed that there was an extra black long knife in the monster's hand that he didn't recognize.

The divine weapon back then, without the will to exist today, already exuded an extremely strong aura, attracting competition from all sides.

A dozen or so hit one, and it was obvious that the spiritual creature had already suffered serious injuries in order to surrender the divine weapon. The young man recalled the two punishments he had sent down, showing anxiety... This man is a sub-spiritual master, of course He won't be killed by those blind immortal cultivators, but in a fight... he will be injured...

The young man clenched his hands nervously, this person was injured...he...he won't go out, right?So I don't even have to watch it?

He was in a mess trying to find reasons for his anxiety, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, not knowing what to do.

The opponent was aggressive, and the monster had no intention of backing down... The young man looked at two more bloodstains on the man's arm during the fight, and was as anxious as a little ant in a hot pot, holding the mirror and wishing he could stuff himself inside.

The fight became more and more intense. The man spat out a big mouthful of blood while being suppressed by the dozen or so people. A stern look flashed in his eyes, and the light flooded the screen. The young man hit the mirror with his forehead in a moment of impatience, and his forehead turned red again. It was swollen again, his nose was sore and he stared at the screen, his heart was beating fast, and the tears overflowing from his eyes didn't know whether they were sour or urgent, the crimson awns in his anger rushed into the mirror and condensed into several Rune, his hand on the mirror suddenly sank into the mirror, the boy's eyes widened, and after a few breaths, he fell into it...

There is golden light all around, and the faint red glow circulates in his meridians without revealing breath, but it protects his body at all times and prevents other spiritual powers from approaching.

When the golden light faded away, the tall and burly man looked at him with a knife, with hostility in his eyes.

Shui Wufeng saw the boy for the first time...

There was a large purple patch on his forehead, his eyes and nose were red, and he appeared from nowhere, and sat down among a pile of corpses under a small white quilt, looking at him blankly.

Probably which family escaped from the furnace?Shui Wufeng indifferently wiped the blood on the knife, turned and left.

"Don't go..." The boy hurriedly called out to him, and the monster continued walking away without looking back.

The unfamiliar young man panicked, quickly got up and followed the only figure he was familiar with... After following for a while, the aura of the person in front of him became restrained to the extreme, and he disappeared. The young man was lost in the wilderness Lu rubbed his hair helplessly.He didn't know how he got out, and he didn't know how to go back... After losing that man, he didn't even know where to go.

Standing in the woods with a quilt in his arms, the young man suddenly felt a familiar aura floating out from behind him. When he turned around, he saw that person. His little face melted away from anxiety and excitement, and he rushed forward, hugging the monster tightly. waist.

The monster frowned, and the demonic energy in his hands has not been released for a long time... This little guy who can follow him is really not easy, there is a strange force, he can't even stop the other party from hugging him, but the boy hugged him I didn't do anything after I moved in, just hanging there like a cat, without any malice.

Shui Wufeng, who has been following the Taoist companion, looked at the self who was full of silence countless years ago, contemplating in a pair of different pupils... When he became the spiritual master for the first time, he practiced unusual Taoism, It is the way of sentient beings. Although he is a demon body but has no demonic nature, he obviously comprehends the way of nirvana cultivated by the Buddha soul.

Does this mean that he was originally dominated by Buddha nature?What happened?His current demonic nature is obviously stronger than Buddha nature. Even if the Buddha's soul does not shatter part of his soul, he may not be able to defeat him...