After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Before Jucheng left Jiangcheng, Fu Yunzhu went out of the city.

The long river in front of him reflected the sun, and several skeletons and remains floated slowly in the muddy water.

She took out the lantern again, and stroked it lightly as usual.

Peiyu was dressed in white and stood beside her.

"Does it look good?" Fu Yunzhu asked.

Peiyu opened her mouth, but did not speak.

The little rabbit is exquisite and cute, with two blood-red eyes that seem to have washed away all hostility.

Fu Yunzhu held the lantern with both hands, bent down, put it in the water, and watched it go away with the flowing water.

The hatred and obsession of her half of her life have been carried away with the lantern. At this moment, she has poured out all the lumps in her heart, and it is rare to feel happy.

"then."

Peiyu was stunned for a moment, and took a flake-like small stone from her hand.

Fu Yunzhu's knees were slightly bent, her right leg was accumulating strength, and she raised her hand forward, and the small stones flew across the water like a flying swallow, rising and falling continuously, causing a line of water splashes.

She clapped her hands, "You try too?"

Peiyu nodded, imitating her actions, the stone flakes came out, and sank into the river with a grunt.

No splash at all.

Fu Yunzhu supported his forehead, "You can't use brute force to play this game, you need to use ingenuity, it's up to me."

She squatted down, chose a new stone, weighed it in her hand, then bent over and turned sideways, and tossed it lightly, all in one go.

The flake of stone flew across the water like a light bird, and a long string of water splashes behind it flew more than half of the river before sinking.

Peiyu sincerely admires it.

The two of them spent the whole afternoon swimming by the river until it was getting late and the setting sun was like blood, flying into the long sky.

Fu Yunzhu raised her head, "I'm leaving."

Reluctantly, Peiyu hit the last float, seeing that the stone flakes were still sinking straight, she said sullenly, "Yes."

At the gate of Jiangcheng, Haohao Tangtang's motorcade stopped by the roadside.

All the people will migrate to the Buddhaland.

This is not an easy task, the road is long, and the magic soldiers are obstructed, so it can be expected how difficult the future will be.Fortunately, Peiyu has many Yanjias on her body, which can speed up the journey.

A steed was led in front of the team, its hooves pouted unwillingly, its long mane draped loosely.

Fu Yunzhu: "This is the best horse in Jiangcheng. You saved Jiangcheng, so you should sit on it."

When Peiyu approached, the horse was affected by her evil spirit and calmed down.She jumped on the horse, "I will go to the team."

The fierce horse held its head high and neighed, and left in the dust.

Fu Yunzhu waved his hand, "Let's go."

The night wind is mighty, and the clouds break through the moon.

Lingling moonlight shines on the future, the convoy slowly drives to the west.

And within the Demon Realm, the Demon Lord held the luminous cup in his hand, watching this scene with great interest.

"Don't you give up on someone?" She laughed.

Dongting said: "I will send troops to stop them."

The Demon King raised his eyebrows, "Stop?" The luminous cup shook, and the crimson wine glistened, "Peiyu and the others showed kindness to Liu Huan when they were in Shengrenzhuang, so let them repay the favor this time and let them go Buddha land, anyway, a few small fish can't make waves."

Dongting clenched his hands tightly, and the expression of unwillingness flashed away.

Demon Lord: "Where's Lingyang? Are you still messing with that little tree?"

Dongting filled the wine for her, "Yes."

Holding the wine glass, the Demon Lord walked to the glazed window, overlooking the mountains, rivers and the world.The Magic Palace was built on the former site of Shengrenzhuang, above the top of the cloud, just to see the scenery of the two worlds.

Standing in the sea of ​​clouds, she uttered the same sigh as countless powerful people later: "How lonely it is to be invincible."

Dongting: "... By the way, a monk came to look for the king."

The Demon Monarch turned sideways, "Really?"

Dongting said: "I imprisoned him in another courtyard."

The Demon Lord smiled, "What is the monk doing here?"

Dongting shrugged, "Who knows, let's explain the principles of Zen to the devil."

The Demon Lord was silent for a moment, and asked: "Yunmeng, do you think that one day, immortals and demons can coexist?"

Dongting was shocked: "Of course not! How could you have such an idea!"

The Demon Monarch sighed, "At our time, demons liked to devour the inner alchemy of the immortal family and the flesh and blood of the human race. This is an instinct imprinted in the body, just like humans chase wild beasts and eat them."

"However, after so many years at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave, many demons have begun to evolve another instinct, replacing inner alchemy and flesh and blood with demonic energy. Demonic energy is born in the world, and it goes back and forth, endlessly. As for those who don't know how to use demonic energy The monsters have long been eliminated and turned into insane monsters, gnawing at each other."

Just like a carnivore trapped in a grassland, those who are not suitable for vegetarianism will be eliminated naturally.

She continued: "Devils and immortals, and people, are not as irreversible as before. Those of you who were not imprisoned in the Ten Thousand Devils Cave back then, didn't you also have your own cultivation method?"

The devil went to the case and took out a story book, "This book also records this truth, called 'Natural selection, survival of the fittest'. This guy called Ji Yusheng is really a wonderful person, he can use short The short eight characters speak the truth of heaven and earth."

Dongting frowned, "But we have been imprisoned for thousands of years, and now we have bloodbathed the entire fairy gate. The hatred between immortals and demons will never disappear."

The devil put back the storybook, "Maybe only blood can wash away the hatred, but how can this be the end?"

Dongting: "Are you thinking of quitting?"

The Demon Lord folded his body and looked at the vast rivers and mountains, "I was just thinking, how boring this world would be if there were no immortals and no people. You see, Ji Yu Sheng hasn't released a sequel for so long, she turned into a pigeon spirit and flew away ?"

Dongting stood up, "Thinking about it, maybe she's already dead."

The devil smiled slightly, "Where are you going?"

Dong Ting said: "Find someone who can write story books and write a book for you, called "The Devil's Self-Cultivation", or "How to Be a Killing Machine Without Emotions"."

In the courtyard, the peach blossoms are falling, and the young monk sits under the peach tree, facing the white wall, chanting sutras with his eyes closed.

A clear laughter like a silver bell broke the heavy sanskrit.

He raised his head, and in his pale golden eyes, there was a girl in peach shirt with snow-skinned eyes.

"Monk," the girl sat on the wall with the bright sun shining behind her, "what are you doing chanting here?"

Her eyes were bent, and the corners of her mouth were slightly dimpled, appearing innocent and harmless.

Tianxin said: "Crossing the devil."

The girl was very interested, "You dry things, even my Peach Blossom Demon can't get rid of it, how can you get rid of the scariest monster?"

Tianxin looked at her and smiled slightly, "I'll tell the devil a story."

The girl jumped onto the peach tree, her skirt fluttering, "I want to hear the story too, Monk, how about we make a bet."

Tianxin: "Tanyue, please tell me."

The girl said: "You tell me a story every three days. After one month, if you get me, I will give you something. If not, you will give me something. How about it? By the way, I It's called Hua Zhi."

Tianxin thought for a while, and began to tell the story of teaching people to be kind in Buddhism.

But Huazhi is not a good listener, and pops up a why from time to time, which seems to turn into "a hundred thousand whys".

Tianxin is a master of Buddhism and has a gentle temperament. She patiently answered her questions. After a short story is finished, Tianxin and the moon are already full.

Hua Zhi waved his hand, jumped to the other side of the high wall, and the flower branches rustled, "I'll come back to you in a few days!"

……

Half a month later, Jiangcheng and his party finally arrived at the Buddha Land safely.

Along the way, apart from a few stragglers, there was no danger, and the safety was beyond Peiyu's expectations.

The small town under Futu Mountain is overcrowded.

An enchantment divides the Buddha Land and the outside world into two worlds.The small town has expanded a lot, and it may be called a big city. The streets in the city are bustling, the fragrance of Buddhist scriptures is wafting in the air, and monks teaching the Dharma can be seen everywhere.

Fu Yunzhu asked someone to unload the things and walked up to Peiyu, "Thank you."

Peiyu returned the horse to her, "You're welcome."

Fu Yunzhu: "I heard that there is a holy river in the Buddha's land, and I will go swimming with you in the future."

Peiyu was silent for a moment, "...I'm not very good at it."

Fu Yunzhu narrowed her eyes with a smile, and patted her on the shoulder, "Practice more and you will be fine."

The people quickly settled outside the city, and the warm yellow light lit up the tents one by one.

Looking sideways, there are thousands of lamps in the middle of the night.

Peiyu asked: "What do you want to do in the future? Will you lead them to live here? You can first find a place with abundant water and soil and rebuild Jiangcheng."

Fu Yunzhu shook her head, "One day, I will take them back."

The two of them didn't talk for long, Peiyu was worried about Huai Bai, so she bid farewell to her and walked quickly to Futu Mountain.

There were two young people standing side by side on the street, singing loudly while drinking: "Young people don't know their worries, go to the Yan Tower in thin shirts in spring, and the gentlemen scolded me for being too ostentatious, and I said that all gentlemen are like dogs."

This is a popular singing style in Xianmen. Compared with the usual elegant music of lingering strings and poems, it does not require rhythm, does not pay attention to rhyme, does not pursue graceful lyrics, but only expresses what is in the heart and what is in the heart. , just sing whatever, it's more like shouting than singing.

Later, people called it "Hou Mai".

The lights are on, the singing is clear, it seems that people are in a desperate situation, but people cherish life more and more.

The days are short and the nights are long, so it is natural to play endlessly by holding candles.

After walking for a while, the lights were dim, and behind me was the joy of the world, tea, rice, oil and salt, and in front of me was the silence of a thousand Buddhas, and the fragrance of Buddha.

Peiyu dusted off her clothes, put on Bodhi, and stepped on the bluestone slab.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the silver light shines everywhere. The thousands of Buddhas carved on the stone walls have different expressions and are lifelike.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Jian was standing under the moon. When he saw her, his eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice, "Junior Junior Sister, you are finally here."

Peiyu couldn't help but raised her lips, "Where's Master?"

Zhao Jian lowered his voice, "Master has been waiting for you here for the past few days. She was too tired and fell asleep just now." He took Peiyu up the path, and as the road turned, a tree with late blooming peach blossoms came into view.

Huai Bai leaned against the flower tree, fell into a deep sleep, with a tired expression, his temple hair soaked in the moonlight, shining with silver light.

"Master..." Peiyu murmured, "Why?"

Zhao Jian looked sad, "Dao Zun and Jian Zun have already gone."

Peiyu's complexion turned pale, she walked quietly to Huai Bai, knelt down on the ground, and caressed her white hair at the temples.

Seeing this, Zhao Jian left lightly.

Peiyu's eyes were moist, and after a while, she broke off a bright peach blossom and stuck it on the temple of Huaibai.

The human face peach blossoms each other.

She sat beside Huaibo, holding her hand tightly and interlocking her fingers.

Huai Bo seemed to have noticed something, his eyelashes trembled, but he didn't wake up, he just leaned to the side and leaned on Peiyu's shoulder.

The moonlight is like water, falling red all over the ground.

The figures clinging to each other are reflected obliquely on the ground, gradually changing positions as the bright moon sinks westward.

Until a rooster crows, the red sun in the east is called, and beyond the mountains, the color of morning light is faintly revealed.

When Huai Bai woke up, he was refreshed, and the sadness he had suppressed these days was emptied with the crowing of the cock.

She opened her eyes, and the red sun burst out in front of her, the golden rays penetrated the sky and the earth, and the vast sea of ​​clouds was as gorgeous as brocade.

The sunrise is always like this, magnificent and magnificent, full of hope.

Huai Bai clasped Peiyu's hand tightly and watched the sunrise silently with her.