The days of being Mary Sue's brother

When Ye Lanzhuo and Xuan Wutao rushed back to Miaomen Palace, it was already a mess.

As if just experienced a big war, ruins.

... But fortunately, only the gate has collapsed.

Xuan Wutao looked at the gate that had been deliberately destroyed, but didn't express much emotion. He only looked at the little disciple with his head down, and asked, "Where is the Holy One?"

What Xuan Wutao is referring to is probably the present Lord Jinye, Sariye.

"...inside..." The little disciple said tremblingly with a frightened look.

Xuan Wutao ignored him, turned around and walked towards the door.

Ye Lanzhuo hurriedly followed.

Although it didn't show on the outside, Ye Lanzhuo could still tell that Xuan Wutao was nervous.

Xuan Wutao was rarely nervous.

At this time he was nervous, not because of Sariel.

But the people in the Miaomen Palace.

In Miaomen Palace, almost all other sects from the Central Plains were there.

However, Sariel was able to easily enter the Miaomen Palace, the situation must have changed.

Xuan Wutao and Ye Lanzhuo ran all the way to Daochong Hall, but there was no one there.

While walking, Ye Lanzhuo couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"Why is there no one?" Ye Lanzhuo finally couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." It was rare for Xuan Wutao to answer Ye Lanzhuo like this, "Neither you nor I know the current situation."

"Then I... shouldn't let you go out with me?"

"……none of your business."

Xuan Wutao's tone was stagnant, Ye Lanzhuo was silent for a while, and was running forward with his head sullen, when a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, Ye Lanzhuo didn't stop the car all of a sudden, and bumped into it...

"Oh..." Ye Lanzhuo covered her head, and saw that Xuan Wutao in front of her had stopped and stood in front of her.

Ye Lanzhuo was taken aback, turned around and wanted to walk around Xuan Wutao, but Xuan Wutao grabbed his arm and pulled him behind him.

"What's the matter?" Ye Lanzhuo was a little puzzled, and wanted to poke his head to look forward, but Xuan Wutao covered his eyes unexpectedly.

"...Xuan, Xuan Wutao?"

Not understanding why Xuan Wutao would do such a thing, Ye Lanzhuo softly called out with some doubts... the next second, he was speechless.

Because he smelled blood.

He just ran over and didn't pay much attention.

At this moment, he calmed down, but the smell of blood became stronger on the tip of his nose.

Covers almost the whole body.

This bloody smell, if there is a little blood, it won't have such a strong smell.

It's like a fishy wave blowing from the sea, spreading all over the body.

Someone... died?

Ye Lanzhuo froze in place.

Then he raised his hand subconsciously, and took the hand that Xuan Wutao had applied to his eyes. The hand was slightly cold, as if even his own skin was also a little cold.

"Xuan Wutao... who... is dead?"

"Don't look, let's go."

Xuan Wutao's voice came from beside his ears, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"Heavenly Venerable."

This is Sally's voice.

"Anyway, these people are irrelevant to Mr. Renzhu, so why not show him?"

Sally Yeh's voice was a bit colder than Xuan Wutao's, with a completely emotionless voice, as cold as a piece of ice that could not be melted.

"Don't stain his eyes." Xuan Wu said.

"Dirty eyes?" Sariel first asked back, and then laughed "haha" twice.

"Tianzun, let me ask you, how many people can live in this world without pollution? How innocent are the things you are afraid of getting dirty?"

"I hope you don't say such exaggerated words again."

"This deity is just an analogy."

Ye Lanzhuo froze for a moment when Sariye called her "true deity".

Just listening to the voice, the tone is very similar to Fadel.

But he was less happy than him.

Sariel and Fadl are different, yet the same.

Ye Lanzhuo finally couldn't help it, and raised his hand, wanting to open his eyes that Xuan Wutao was covering.

"Xuan Wutao...let go."

"Don't read it"

"Is there anything I can't see?"

"dirty."

"What is dirty and what is not dirty?" Ye Lanzhuo sighed, "It doesn't matter, Xuan Wutao, I was in Nanyun before, and I haven't seen any disgusting things? Let me see, who is dead."

"You can't tell."

Xuan Wutao's voice lowered.

"……what?"

Ye Lanzhuo was a little puzzled.

Then Xuan Wutao seemed to give up, sighed helplessly, Ye Lanzhuo felt the cool temperature above his eyelids leave in an instant, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

Ye Lanzhuo narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

For a while, Ye Lanzhuo finally understood why Xuan Wutao didn't let him see it.

That's not dead.

It was clearly a pile of dead people.

A pile of dead people like a hill, with rotting, new, old, various, corpses on it.

Ye Lanzhuo felt a little nauseated for a while.

But just as he said to Xuan Wutao just now, he had seen almost all disgusting things in Southern Yunnan before, and he could barely accept the past at this time, but he was still very uncomfortable.

And next to the pile of dead people, Sariel, who was dressed in black, was standing there with his arms folded, expressionless.

"You brought these things...to Miaomen Palace...for what?"

Turning his head and looking at Sariye, Ye Lanzhuo asked.

"These are all from the Roaring Wind Pavilion."

Sally said slowly.

Ye Lanzhuo clenched his fists hard.

"Perhaps in the eyes of those of you who are so-called righteous in the Central Plains, my brother is just the leader of the Demon Cult, a little person who should be cast aside by others, attack him in groups, and get a bad reputation."

Sariel looked at the pile of dead people in front of him and said coldly.

"But with me, I can let the whole Central Plains be buried with him."

Ye Lanzhuo clenched his fists.

"Sariel, are you crazy?" He couldn't help asking.

"Crazy?" Sally sneered, "I've been crazy for a long time, so a madman should do what a madman should do, shouldn't he?"

"Where are the other people in Miaomen Palace?" Xuan Wutao asked.

"You mean those monks and women?" Looking at Xuan Wutao, Sariye asked.

Xuan Wutao did not speak, as if acquiescing.

"I was forced to retreat to the back by my demon army." Sariye said: "There is a cliff behind the Miaomen Palace. This time, I'm afraid either you will die or I will die, right?"

"Sariye, isn't it enough for you to slaughter the entire Roaring Wind Pavilion? Are you going to slaughter the Central Plains and make the people's lives miserable?" Ye Lanzhuo couldn't help asking angrily.

"Not enough, of course not enough." Sariye said: "I said, it's not enough for the whole Central Plains to be buried with my brother!"

"I think at the beginning, Xuan Wutao helped Fadele!"

"Can that brother come back to life!" Sariel asked with a ferocious expression.

Ye Lanzhuo gritted his teeth.

"If you have a way..." Sariel spread his hands, "If you can bring my brother back to life, I will stop."

"Then if you're like this, can Fadele come back to life?" Ye Lanzhuo asked.

"No." Sariel said.

"But this way, it makes me feel that I am not living in vain."

"You are living in vain, Sariye." Ye Lanzhuo looked at Sariye, "Mai Xun thinks it is good, you are not Fadel, and you will never be as good as Fadel."

After finishing speaking, Ye Lanzhuo turned around, pulled Xuan Wutao, and rushed towards the cliff behind Miaomen Palace.

The cliff behind Miaomen Palace.

It is said that it is the most dangerous cliff among all the mountains in the Central Plains. The terrain is steep and easy to attack but difficult to defend.

The reason why Yu Chonglangzun Shi Qingye built Miaomen Palace in such a place with bad feng shui was to prevent future disciples from being lazy in their practice due to the superior terrain, but it also broke the only one of the Miaomen Palace disciples. retreat.

There are a large number of disciples of the Demon Sect, and there are also many cultivators who joined the Demon Sect on their way to the Central Plains.The Devil's Cult army approached step by step, and even the four elites of the Immortal Realm were unable to resist for a while, and they retreated to the edge of the cliff.

After Ye Lanhan repelled a disciple of the Devil's Cult who charged up, she realized that there was an abnormally large gash on her right leg, which was bleeding continuously.Growing up so big, Ye Lanhan has always been a treasure held in the hands of her elder brother and senior brothers. How could she have suffered such a terrible injury? She was so frightened that she lost her mind for a moment. She opened her mouth thinking that she would call out Xuan Xiye's name. , but turned into a crying "brother"...

"Brother! Brother!"

Ye Lanhan once again instinctively turned on the Demon Sect disciple beside him, her fearful hearts were all clenched together, and the crowd could only use their consciousness to search for a familiar figure, even if it was a touch of vermilion, they had to pay attention After looking at it for a long time, when I realized that it was not the person I was looking for, I was extremely disappointed.

Then, just as she was about to turn her head and continue searching in another direction, suddenly there was a surge of air beside her.

Ye Lanhan was startled and turned her head quickly.

Just when she turned her head, a vermilion color suddenly caught her eyes.

Ye Lanhan hadn't reacted yet.

When she reacted, she saw that the person she was thinking of had appeared in front of her.

"Brother...brother?"

Ye Lanhan was still a little unresponsive.

At this time, Ye Lanzhuo stood in front of Ye Lanhan, using the red demon spirit to block Sally Ye's rushing palm.

"Are you OK?"

Blocking Sally, Ye Lanzhuo turned his head, looked at Ye Lanhan, and asked.

Ye Lanzhuo hid his injured leg back and shook his head, "I'm fine, brother."

Ye Lanzhuo turned his head and looked at Sally Ye who was opposite, "You did it on purpose?"

"Is this your sister?" Sariel asked.

"You did it on purpose."

"Yes." Sariel admitted very readily.

Ye Lanzhuo gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and the demon spirit suddenly exploded, blasting Sariye far away, and said angrily, "You shouldn't have hit her on the head."

Sariel lowered his head and moved his wrist.

"If one day, your sister was killed by those so-called Central Plains Righteous Way, what would you do?"

Ye Lanzhuo was taken aback.

what would i do

will... will...

Ye Lanzhuo was stopped by Sally Ye.

He didn't know how to answer.

Sariye sneered, raised his hand, and hit Ye Lanhan again!

When Ye Lanzhuo saw it, he caught Sally Ye's palm again, protected Ye Lanhan behind him, and said, "Han'er, go!"

"Brother, you..."

At this time Ye Lanzhuo was already roaring wildly in his heart: Please go away!Hurry up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahh

"I'll call Brother Xuan!" Facts have proved that after the script went off track, the original Mary Su heroine is still very powerful in the critical period.

Ye Lanzhuo breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand, and was about to continue with Sally Yegang, when suddenly a blue fairy appeared beside him, and suddenly rolled himself out of the encirclement of the purple demon spirit!

Ye Lanzhuo was taken aback.

Looking back... Forget it, you don't need to look at it, you don't need to think about it, it must be Xuan Wutao.

Ye Lanzhuo didn't look back, and said directly: "Xuan Wutao, why can't you run as fast as I do?"

"Sorry." Xuan Wutao apologized politely first.

The sword in Sariye's hand exudes a purple demon spirit, looking at Xuan Wutao and Ye Lanzhuo in front of him, his eyes gradually become fierce.

"You won't be able to struggle for long." Sariye said: "This place is easy to attack and difficult to defend. Today, it will be the place where you so-called decent immortals will perish!"

Ye Lanzhuo only thought that Sally Yeh was sick, no matter who made his mind twisted and abnormal...

Ye Lanzhuo just wants to quickly end this group fight.

If you want to capture the thief first, you must capture the king first. To end this fight, you still have to see if you can kill Sariel first.

To be honest, Ye Lanzhuo really never thought about Sally Ye's death many days ago.

Because Sariye has Fadel's stuff on him.

But now, whether helpless or sighing, he has no choice but to make a move.

Because Sariel was not the Sariel Fadl wanted to see, nor was he the Sariel he wanted to be.

The current Sariel is nothing.

This melee should be over.

Fairies and demons scattered around, Ye Lanzhuo saw that Zhuang Furong was stained with blood, gritted his teeth and held Qiu Shuangyan next to him, and said loudly: "You can't be more careful! I'm gone A sister, I can't live without you anymore!"

Zhuang Furong's temper...is still so hot.

Hui Zhi and Zuo Nian came here for some reason... Hui Zhi still looked impatient, and said to Zuo Nian: "You move so slowly because you want me to protect you? You want me to protect you? What about the rain? Who will protect me from the rain? Will I still protect you?"

Sigh... Senior Brother Hui is really... He has always said so with an unforgiving mouth, but he turned sideways to help Zuo Nian block the blow.

Han'er went to find Xuan Xiye, she should be fine...

Ye Lanzhuo looked around, but suddenly found a problem.

... Where is Luo Xian?

What about the people in Tuoluo Temple?

He didn't see Luo Xian, nor Jue Lai, nor did he see those little monks who came at the time of Jue from Tuo Luo Temple.

them……

Ye Lanzhuo's mind suddenly paused.

Difficult...isn't...

Just when Ye Lanzhuo was in a daze, a sword suddenly stabbed at him——

It's too late to dodge!

Ye Lanzhuo subconsciously used the demon spirit to resist, but the next second, the sword suddenly stopped halfway.

Ye Lanzhuo was startled.

The scene in front of him made him unable to recover for a while.

Sariel's sword was only a few centimeters away from his chest.

It was almost about to stab in.

Xuan Wutao on the side didn't seem to have reacted yet, and looked at the situation in front of him with some puzzlement.

Sally Ye's sword did not penetrate Ye Lanzhuo's body.

Another sword pierced into Sariel's body.

Ye Lanzhuo looked up.

The blue sword body exudes a golden Buddha spirit.

Ye Lanzhuo knew this sword.

Suwen heard that Master Juezhi of the Dharani Temple was good at spelling, but rarely used swords. His sword was in the hands of Master Jue Lai, the abbot of the Dharani Temple, all the year round.

Ye Lanzhuo was really stunned.

Not only because of this sudden sword strike, but also because of the person who made it.

Sally was also stunned.

His expression didn't change much, but his body froze, and he didn't move for a long time.

The sword pierced from behind Sariel.

But Sariel knew who the person behind him was.

Then he laughed.

He looked ahead, but spoke to the people behind him.

"Thousands of voices..."

Blood overflowed from the corner of Sally's mouth, and a smile appeared on that face that never seemed to have any expression.

Not his usual sneer, but a real smile.

"Once... Mr. Renzhu asked me a question..."

He staggered, but didn't fall.Holding Luo Xian's sword that pierced his body, the blood left along the blade, not only flowed from his heart, but also flowed from the palm of his hand.

"He once asked me...why I knew you were an undercover agent, but...but I still...believed in you..."

He chuckled, as if laughing at himself.

"At that time I replied to him...I thought about...many ways of my death...but I never thought...that I would die by your sword."

From Ye Lanzhuo's point of view, if he turned his head slightly, he could clearly see Luo Xian's expression at this time, buried in the shadows, his eyes trembling slightly, looking at the back of Sally Ye in front of him in disbelief.

Sariel just laughed.

He had never seen Sariel with such a smile.

However, this smile will never disappear from his face.

Pi Liuli, who was pierced into Sariel's body, supported him so that he did not fall down.But when Sariye finished speaking the last word, Luo Xian finally lost all his strength.

Sally is dead.

Because Luo Xian is hard to guard against, it is also a fatal blow.

Luo Xian didn't draw out the sword that had been pierced into Sally Yeh's body.

He slowly let go of his hand, and watched Sariel kneeling on the ground in front of him, but he was unwilling to fall down.

"I said, I will only do what I have to do."

As if answering what Sariye said just now, Luo Xian said slowly.

"This is... your mission as an undercover agent?"

Ye Lanzhuo looked at the stubborn body in front of him that refused to fall, and asked in a calm voice.

"Perhaps..." Luo Xian lowered his eyes, "Killing a person who deserves to die is easy, but difficult."

After a pause, he continued: "Perhaps, if it weren't for the three years in the fire cage, he would have died earlier."

The answer was exactly the same, but it was completely different from the tone in the inn that day.

Ye Lanzhuo raised his head and looked at Luo Xian.

Luo Xian turned around without the slightest hesitation, and continued to fight off the other demon disciples.

The Tathagata is merciful, yet so ruthless.

Just because there is no selfishness in the chest, only great love.

Now, the leader of the Devil's Cult is dead, and the Devil's Cult is gone.

At this time, Buddhist and Taoist people suddenly appeared, like a rescuer, and began to teach the disciples of the devil.

The general is dead, and the soldiers are instantly down.

Ye Lanzhuo looked at Sally Ye's body in front of him, but refused to move for a long time.

Xuan Wutao stood beside him and patted his shoulder.

"That's it."

After a while, he said.

"Luo Xian is right. He did what he was supposed to do... Even if there is a reason, I can't forgive him for killing Xiaochun."

Xuan Wutao didn't speak.

He took his hand again, but as soon as he pulled it, Ye Lanzhuo held his hand like a child who was afraid of the cold and found the fire, holding it tightly, unwilling to let go open.

Xuan Wutao looked sideways at Ye Lanzhuo.

The sounds of fighting around gradually subsided, and other sects had already started to counterattack the members of the Demon Cult.

"Xuan Wutao...you tell them later...members of the Demon Cult, but anyone who surrenders...do not kill...the former Dharma King Rongshan is now in a small hut on Baihong Mountain outside Qiushui City...if you go I can find it if I can find it... This is probably the only thought that Fadele had when he was alive... Just keep these congregants."

"it is good."

After a pause, Ye Lanzhuo suddenly said: "Xuan Wutao...it's all right now...I see that everyone in the Demon Sect is going to die...we don't have anything to do..."

"Hmm..." Xuan Wutao responded.

Ye Lanzhuo suddenly laughed, and said, "How about...let's run away."

"……what?"

"Let's run, otherwise... I'm afraid that they will catch me back and do something..."

"...?"

Xuan Wutao supported Ye Lanzhuo to avoid the attacks of the demon sect members who were still dying, and used the fairy spirit to knock away the demon sect disciples who rushed up, with doubts still on his face.

"Run, Xuan Wutao, you take me to run..."

Xuan Wutao finally felt something was wrong, he felt that the body of the person he was holding was sinking bit by bit.

"Otherwise I won't be able to run..."

The next second, the man in his arms staggered and fell headfirst.

"Bing Yan!"

Xuan Wutao was almost staggered forward by Ye Lanzhuo, and fell to the ground with him.

Fighting around, for a moment, seemed to be isolated.

"Bing Yan...?"

Xuan Wutao looked at the person lying in his arms, his voice began to tremble unconsciously.

Seeing Xuan Wutao like this, Ye Lanzhuo suddenly wanted to laugh, but felt that he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Xuan Wu... Tao..."

Ye Lanzhuo sighed, raised his hand, and caressed Xuan Wutao's cheek.

"I'm fine... You see, I'm rushing you..."

"What's wrong with you?" Xuan Wutao raised his hand, holding Ye Lanzhuo's wrist in a rare panic, his pulse was weak and abnormal.

"Maybe it was just now... I suddenly took Sariye's palm just now... a bit fierce... I didn't control myself well... Demon Blood... Demon Blood..."

As soon as Ye Lanzhuo mentioned the demon blood, Xuan Wutao seemed to suddenly think of it, and asked, "Where is Jueming Ling?"

Ye Lanzhuo looked at Xuan Wutao with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Where is Jueming Ling?" Xuan Wutao asked, "Where is the tenth feather you took out from Chi You's gap?"

Hearing Xuan Wutao's question like this, Ye Lanzhuo seemed to be taken aback for a moment, his face was blank for a while, and then he suddenly smiled.

Ye Lanzhuo laughed for no reason, but Xuan Wutao was anxious.

At this time, Ye Lanhan, who was not restrained by the disciples of the Devil's Cult, also ran back to look for Ye Lanzhuo, but he saw such a scene as soon as he arrived.

"elder brother!"

Ye Lanhan was almost taken aback, rushed up quickly, knelt down beside Ye Lanzhuo, took Ye Lanzhuo's hand, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with brother? Did you, did you just help me block the Then, did you get hurt?"

"Look at all of you excited...what are you excited about..." Ye Lanzhuo waved his hands with some difficulty, looked at Xuan Wutao, and suddenly smiled: "Xuan Wutao...let me tell you a secret... ..."

Xuan Wutao looked at Ye Lanzhuo

"Actually... that... Jueming Ling... I... I used it up..."

"... used up?"

"Yes..." Ye Lanzhuo nodded, "Use it on a person... who should have died three years ago..."

Ye Lanzhuo said it lightly.

For a moment, Xuan Wutao felt as if he had been hit hard.

"You...you mean..."

Could it be that three years ago... I was able to come back to life... Ye Lanzhuo used the only life-saving feather... on himself...?

Looking at Xuan Wutao who seemed to be unable to hear anything in front of him, Ye Lanzhuo smiled proudly, and said: "How about... Xuan Wutao... You are a majestic master of the Miaomen Palace. ...You were tricked by me...Are you happy...? Hahahahaha..."

"...Why?" Xuan Wutao asked with a trembling voice.

"...No reason..." Ye Lanzhuo said: "Xuan Wutao...do you hate me? I know I can't live for three years...but I still drag you with shamelessness...let you wait for me... ...But as soon as we met...I'm going to say goodbye to you..."

So set a three-year agreement.

So Xuan Wutao had to take him back to the old place.

So it's a pity that I can't see the peach blossoms that bloom this year.

So when the emperor asked him to come every year, his expression was in a trance.

"Ten Lings of Destiny... Nine Destinies and One Life..." Ye Lanzhuo looked at Xuan Wutao, and smiled softly, "Do you know why I...why I did this..."

Xuan Wutao didn't speak.

"Because I'm bad...what I can't get...others can't get it...even if I'm about to die...as long as I'm alive...you must be mine..."

Saying this, Ye Lanzhuo's hand that was originally supporting Xuan Wutao's face gradually slipped down.

"Now... I'm going to die... You're also free..."

Don't be dragged by me anymore.

"yours."

Xuan Wutao said suddenly.

He pulled Ye Lanzhuo's hand that was about to slip down, and stuck it to his cheek.

"is yours."

Ye Lanzhuo looked at him and laughed softly.

Then he turned his head and looked at Ye Lanhan.

Tears have flowed all over his face.

"Han'er...why are you crying again..." Ye Lanzhuo said with some complaints: "I...I'm most afraid of a beautiful little girl crying..."

"Brother..." Ye Lanhan held Ye Lanzhuo's other hand, tears streaming down his face.

Ye Lanzhuo suddenly didn't know what to say.

On that day three years ago, Mrs. Nongtao asked him if he could give anything.

He promised so happily.

When he learned that the only way to save Xuan Wutao was to give up Jueming Ling's chance to save him, Ye Lanzhuo quickly agreed with the decisiveness that he never thought of.

Even Mrs. Nongtao was surprised.

He thought that three years could dilute a lot.

But he was wrong.

Big mistakes.

now he is going to die

The person who bears the blood of the nine poisonous demons is just fate.

He originally thought that he could last for a few more months, but he didn't even have the strength to last for a few more months when Sariel hit him with a palm.

That's it.

They were not from this world.

It's so good to get together...

It's just... the two people beside me right now...

The temperature in the palm of the hand is getting hotter.

But gradually I can't feel it.

The faces of the two people in front of them became more blurred, and their voices became weaker...

in fact……

The moment Ye Lanzhuo closed his eyes, he suddenly thought in his heart.

Actually... a bit regretful...

Actually... a bit reluctant...

Actually... I don't want to die yet...

in fact……

The world fell into darkness.

After the war, there are wreckage everywhere.

Luo Xian stood among the blood, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jue Lai called him a few times from behind, but seeing that he refused to answer, she came over and stood by his side.

The people around were silent.

"What you did was right." Jue Lai said suddenly.

Luo Xian froze for a moment, then looked sideways at Jue Lai.

Jue Lai bowed his head and smiled lightly, but it seemed that he was laughing at himself.

"I don't know what to say to you...just say a word, the road ahead is boundless, follow your heart."

Then he turned around and walked away.

Luo Xian was left behind with doubts in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Xian turned around with some hesitation, and looked at the body in the distance that was still supporting the body that did not want to fall down, standing against the wind, and his clothes rustled.

He paused, finally made up his mind, and walked slowly towards that person.

As if at any time before, he walked in front of him extremely slowly, looked at his expressionless face, and smiled faintly, as if the sun was shining down on his brows.

Wuxiang Pass, Liantai Temple, Hengluo Realm, Prison Fire Cage.

Step by step, it seems to walk the road they have walked once again.

He finally walked in front of him.

He raised his head and looked at the man's eyes that would never open again. Thousands of words were finally turned into a long sigh.

Killing and crossing, do your best to create karma.

Buddha suffers without heart, and man suffers from infatuation.

He shortened his body and sat cross-legged opposite Sariel.Then open your arms wide, raise your head high, drop back to your heart, and fold your hands together.

The Buddha spirits scattered in all directions, and the golden light smudged.

Amitabha.

Once in the world, every thought will be fruitless.

The little novice who followed Jue Lai to clean the battlefield looked at the little master in the distance, who had been sitting there without moving for a long time.Can't help being a little strange, turned back and tugged at the cock that I felt, and asked: "Master, why didn't the little uncle come over, he sat there for a long time."

Jue looked at the two facing each other in the distance, was silent for a while, and finally sighed.

"He won't be coming," he said.

"Won't you come over?" The little novice was puzzled, "Won't the little uncle come back to the Tuoluo Temple with us?"

"If he wants to attain the Tao here, then his wish will be fulfilled." Touching the little novice's head, he felt a bit of bitterness melted from the faint smile on his face.

"Have attained the Tao?" The little novice's eyes lit up, "Master, what do you mean, the little master is going to attain the Tao and become a Buddha?"

Hearing this, Jue Lai was silent for a while, faced the wind, and looked at the two standing among the corpses all over the place.

"maybe……"

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