Rujing

When he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a vast expanse of snow falling between the sky and the earth.

More than half of this floor of the pagoda is gone, the wind pours in, there is such a smear of frost, it rises abruptly, under the sympathetic glaring eyes of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, it is contemptuous, piercing through the lines in the scriptures. Yun Taxue, Shejiang revealed that he came here after pushing aside the heavy ashes of robbery and the sharp edge of hunting blades that had accumulated for 200 years.

"My name is Jiang Cheng, my name is Yuming, and my Taoist name is Rujing. I am a disciple of Juntian Sword Sect. Remember, I will come to take your legs one day! By the way, who are you?"

That year, the young and famous man had one leg broken by him, leaned on the long sword and tried to stand still, raised his pale face, and said such a sentence.

But his attention was not on the threatening words at all, but he lost his mind because of the man's appearance.

"Eternal crescent moon, dumb overnight, thousands of miles of rivers, eclipsed..." He murmured, his voice was low and inaudible.

The man raised his eyebrows and looked coldly, thinking that he was muttering something bad, and he stabbed with a fierce sword. He was used to seeing beauties from all over the world but just lost his mind here, and he was almost stabbed.

Now, he saw the real appearance of this person again.It's not a delicate and young boy who will shatter when touched, nor is it a stiff and cold stone man.

"Hmph~" He chuckled twice, raised his face, nodded with curved eyebrows, and let out a joyful voice, "Well~ Daoist Rujing still looks the best like this!" Covered by thick eyelashes , revealing a little bit of invisible eyes, there seems to be frivolous intoxication, reflecting the figure cut into countless light-colored fragments by eyelashes.

The person he watched like this was born with the desire and admiration of countless people in the world.Whoever he looked at was dead.

Jiang Rujing felt indescribably comfortable all over her body, her limbs seemed to be soaked in hot springs, and the blood began to flow in the body that had been stiff for 200 years, bringing warmth and vitality to this cold body.

He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, and his eyes were inadvertently full of elegance.

But Li Lie smiled and said, "Rujing Taoist, you haven't told me yet, are you satisfied with this body?"

Jiang Rujing stood there with a cold expression, the frost-colored robe flipped slightly, the streamer of light flickered on it, and the incantations continued to flow, passing through the ink-splashed hair, without startling a strand of hair.

Li Lie laughed, put away his mischievous look, his expression became lazy, and said: "Rujing Daoist is going to go back on his word."

Jiang Rujing slowly raised a snow-red long sword, engraved with the word "Po Whirling", but it was not his natal flying sword "Dao Zhen".

That sword was broken a long time ago, and now, it is being stored in the Qiankun sleeve of his body.He never thought that Li Lie brought not only his body, but also his magic weapons and gadgets. Being able to carry such a huge power, compared to himself, is really like looking at the top of the mountain.

Li Lie saw him throwing out the long sword, and his expression became a bit gloomy, "I didn't expect Daoist Rujing to use this kind of sword for women."

How could Jiang Rujing not know that he was deliberately mocking himself, and immediately sneered: "A swordsman cares about people, not weapons."

"Oh?" Li Lie's expression was light, "So, I'm superficial. I just don't know if Rujing Daoist contradicts what he says, can he feel at ease?"

"Heh!" Jiang Rujing raised her eyebrows and sneered, her eyes full of snow and ice, "Do you think I am like you?" As he spoke, he swung his long sword and made a move of "Pian Yu Fei Hua". Dao of crystal sword qi condensed from all directions and merged into a long water-red rope. Jiang Rujing pinched a spell, and the long rope was divided into hundreds of strands in an instant, weaving into a big net, and flying towards Li Lie. go.

"Pianyu Feihua..." Li Lie smirked, "You use the magic technique I taught you to fight me? You have always looked down on Faxiu...Huh?" Li Lie's face changed slightly, and he raised his hand to sacrifice a small bottle Ding, Qing shouted: "Get up!" The small finger-sized tripod instantly became as big as a cow, hanging to the top of the head, forming a dark yellow shield.

A piece of rainflying flower net fell on the warm yellow shield, and smashed the shield in an instant. Li Lie's eyes showed such a look, and he pinched a formula in his hand very quickly, "Fangyuan Shield!" With the voice, a bright yellow shield covered him, and the rainfly flower net touched the square shield, struggled a few times, and then dissipated into the air.Li Lie raised his head and pondered: "Rujing Daoist is indeed a genius in the sky. He can transform the moves of Dharma cultivation into moves of sword cultivation. It's ruthless and straightforward. If I think it's just a mere net, then I'll catch you." Got it."

Jiang Rujing was not surprised that he was able to resolve his moves. Qi Qiran smiled. Li Liezheng was surprised. Behind him, the floors disintegrated and slowly collapsed.

[Shouldn’t regular routines hit the highest level? ] Number two spoke weakly.

[Since you followed me, how many times have you seen the routine? ] Li Lie stepped on the clouds under his feet, standing in the sky, his eyes seemed to drift casually to Jiang Rujing who was still standing in the collapsed pagoda.

I saw that person's face was like a bright moon, but his expression was like ice and fire, and he jumped towards him.

[This perfidious little bastard! ] Li Lie snorted softly in his mind and cursed like this.

Number two ignored him.

In 200 years, Jiang Rujing finally regained his powerful strength, and he suddenly understood why. The desire for fighting can make a person put aside all other things, and just want to fight him heartily!

It just so happened that the person opposite him was someone he hated to the bone.

The two fought in the air at that time, one's robe fluttered, the other's black hair fluttered, the sword light and spells intertwined, which appeared silent and thrilling against the background of the slowly collapsing pagoda.

Achamoluo was on the fixed floor of the hundred-story pagoda, with his forehead on the ground, kneeling piously, reciting prayers softly, with a solemn expression.

There are three Buddha statues enshrined in front. Under the Buddha statues is a small ebony niche and a string of pure black beads. It is the purest black like an abyss, but it makes people seem to see the supreme Buddha light in the Western Paradise.

"You and I are in the same spirit, and our love is equal to heaven. At the beginning, when I made up my mind, in my Dharma, I saw He Shengxiang, and I gave up the deep love in the world..."

"boom--!"

There was a violent vibration and roar from the stupa, and Achamoluo still kowtowed, and the scriptures in his mouth were stable, "...all living beings came from no beginning. Life and death are continuous, all of which are caused by ignorance of the eternal truth, nature, and pure body. Use all delusions .This idea is not true, so there is reincarnation."

After a slight vibration, the pagoda began to collapse slowly. Achamara still kowtowed, the scriptures in his mouth were stable, and the three Buddha statues, the small niche containing the relics and the string of black beads remained motionless.

The pagoda began to sink, and the corners of the cornices collided continuously, and fell first from a high altitude. Achamoluo looked calm and kowtowed, and the scriptures in his mouth were stable.

"The words of all the Buddhas and Tathagatas are not false. If there is another person, who has four layers and ten parayis in his body, he will pass through the Avichi Hell in this direction and the other direction in an instant, and even exhaust the ten directions without intermission..."

After reciting the ten volumes of the Shurangama Sutra, the pagoda collapsed and sank deep into the ground. The scriptures and Buddha statues fell to the ground, and pearls, stones, and gold were scattered in the river.As before, the year when faith began to crumble.

However, a ray of sunlight pierced through the ruins and shot directly into the ground, illuminating Achamoluo and the three Buddha statues and shrine prayer beads in front of him.

"The pagoda was rebuilt last month, but it fell down again today."

Achamoluo raised his head, his expression was calm and firm as iron, his expression was like the three Buddha statues in front of him, ruthless and compassionate.

"This person has fallen into the body of a Shura. If he is left alone, all living beings will suffer great disasters in the future."

etc.

"I want to ferry him."

On the ground, Jiang Rujing and Li Lie moved together.

Jiang Rujing smiled like a lotus flower, her pupils were scarlet, and the vicious and ruthless shadow grew slowly, lurking.

Li Lie's eyes fell on the ground, missing the touch of red. He looked at a certain place on the ground happily, and smiled with great satisfaction: "It turned out that I was wrong to blame Taoist Rujing! It's better that Taoist Rujing is smart, just put it on the ground." Wouldn't it be much more convenient for us to draw it out than to search everywhere." He said in a relaxed tone, seeing the pagoda, which meant something different to many people, completely collapsed, just like seeing a small toy fall down.

"You help me return to my body, and I will never break my promise." Jiang Rujing shook her head slowly, like a heavenly man bowing her head. With just one movement, she sang the beauty of dawn and black sun, just like Yuming .

The author has something to say:

I ran outside for a few days, and I couldn't even touch the computer == I started to resume the update today

My little angels, wow!

Tomorrow this world will end, and the next story will be about love in a dream!

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