burning lamp

Never forget your form in good times, never lose your mind in adversity, never be afraid of danger in all adversities, and never retreat to the way even in death.

On the way back, Xie Fengshu recited it in his heart, flicked the blade carelessly with his fingers, and made a slight hum.

Just now Jia Yun said it was a Buddhist verse, but Xie Fengshu didn't remember it at all.

Not only that, since Xie Fengshu came from the ascension, he only remembered that he used to be like a spirit in the world, wandering around without even a real entity, and was assigned to the desolate Wuming Mountain once he ascended by mistake.

But if he was a spirit from the beginning, where did this knife come from?

This feeling of ignorance of oneself is really not good, as if there is a piece of emptiness in one's body, which is always incomplete.Xie Fengshu frowned without showing any trace, but decided to give up first and join Jiangchen and Xiaoxi first.

They agreed to meet at the place where they rested last night, Xie Fengshu saw only a lone stream under the pagoda, and Jiang Chen was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing him coming, Xie Xi only lazily raised her eyelids, Xie Fengshu looked around and asked, "Jiang Chen hasn't come back yet?"

"No."

Xie Fengshu looked at Xiaoxi, and suddenly took a few steps towards him.

Xiaoxi didn't move, but looked at the other party vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Changzun has lived in the Mirror Terrace for 700 years, and Jiang Chen has also cultivated in Mount Sumeru for 700 years. Presumably the two have known each other for a long time?"

"so what?"

Xie Fengshu took another step closer, he still had a fairy face, but because his voice was too low, he showed a furtiveness that didn't match his face.

"Then you also know the person that Master Jiang Chen likes?"

Xie Xi's face turned green and white for a while, and finally, as if suppressing some anger, he replied stiffly: "It's none of your business! I asked endlessly last night, and I still ask today!"

This person's temper is capricious, Xie Fengshu is used to it, and he didn't get annoyed, he said, "I'm curious for a while." He didn't know what else he wanted to ask for a moment, and finally thought about what Jia Yun said just now, and said cautiously: "Is she Also gave Jiang Chen a bowl of water?"

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Seeing Xie Xi's eyes of "what nonsense are you talking about", Xie Fengshu coughed slightly in embarrassment: "It seems not."

It seems that there are many reasons for the monk's heart to move, and they are not necessarily the same. It is really mysterious.

Xiaoxi stared at him for a while, and finally said coldly: "If you have time to care about other people's past, why not care about yourself, hurry back to Xianshan and be your fairy king!"

His tone was not kind, Xie Fengshu sighed, and temporarily pulled away from the matter of whether Jiang Chen had ever drunk a bowl of water, and said confidingly: "Mr. Changzi, the time we spent together on this journey is not too short. Even if they are not friends, they are barely colleagues. Can you tell me why you don't like me?"

It was already dusk at this time, and the setting sun was hanging in the sky, coating the vast Gobi with a layer of golden brilliance.Under the dusk, Xiaoxi stared at Xie Fengshu for a long while, and finally spoke.

"Because you're exactly like someone I used to know."

Xie Fengshu asked, "What kind of person?"

Xiaoxi snorted coldly: "Stupid and lazy, I don't know how to practice, I will sneak around all day long to make people angry, and when I make a mistake, I will act coquettishly and play rogue, always be cheated by others, stupid to death, never learn to be obedient!"

Xie Xi seemed to get angrier the more he spoke, and the speed of his speech was much faster. Xie Fengshu heard nothing good for a long time, and rubbed his nose resentfully against the other party's angry eyes, and quickly comforted the other party: "Understood, he It's your sworn enemy, your worldly feud."

Xiao Xi suddenly stopped talking.

The dim sunlight coated his mask with a layer of soft light, and the expression under his mask was blurred. He looked directly at Xie Fengshu, but his eyes fell through the other party and he didn't know where he fell.

After a while, Xiaoxi turned her head and spoke softly.

"No."

He said: "He is my junior brother, my fellow robe."

His voice was as usual, but Xie Fengshu could hear a gentle tone, as if he remembered something worthy of nostalgia.However, this feeling was fleeting, and the next moment, Xiaoxi looked impatiently in the direction Jiangchen walked in the morning.

"Why hasn't the monk come back? If he doesn't get anything, we'll have seen all the monks in the corpse forest."

This topic became very fast, obviously he didn't want to say more, Xie Fengshu understood and followed him to look over.

The wind and sand were blowing everywhere, he squinted his eyes in the gust of wind, and said slowly: "Who said, isn't there another one?"

Xie Xi was taken aback, Xie Fengshu was about to speak when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Fengshu grabbed the Xiaoxi who was beside him and sprinted back. He used the magic technique to fly away at an extremely fast speed, and he was able to go dozens of steps away in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, the pagoda they were leaning against was split open by someone's palm and shattered into powder.

In the desert, the wind and sand are often at their peak when the sun sets, rolling up layers of yellow sand in the thousands of miles of desert, and also blowing layers of crimson dust and plain white monk robes, like a sea of ​​clouds.

In the gust of wind, he looked up at the person in front of him with a calm expression, as if he was not surprised at all.

Langjin's black robe was blown up by the wind, and the golden pattern of the lone wolf on it seemed to come to life, eager to try, trying to pounce on the monk in front of him.

Lang Jin looked at the white-robed monk in front of him, and said with a smile, "Master Jiang Chen has really arrived at the corpse forest."

Jiang Chen said: "The Demon Sect took great pains."

Do everything possible to lure Xie Fengshu into Dongyu, and use this to get him out of Sumeru.

"It's very fashionable and very lawful. After all, after the battle of the Mingjingtai 700 years ago, how could my Demon Sect dare to enter Sumeru?"

Although Lang Jin was smiling, he gritted his teeth, and his tone was full of sarcasm and unwillingness: "Back then, the Venerable's palm shattered the meridians of my whole body, almost shattered my soul, and made me linger in the Demon Sect for 700 years. Remember it in your heart, and dare not forget it for 700 years.

"There is also the suzerain, Xie Fengshu, that beast—"

Mentioning Xie Fengshu, Jiang Chen interrupted him, his eyes calm: "Evil demons and monsters have brought disaster on the common people, but they are only to blame."

He said this indifferently, and Lang Jin sneered coldly: "Master Jiangchen must be biased. If I am the evil spirit of cholera, what about Xie Fengshu?"

He stared at Jiang Chen in the yellow sand, his eyes were sharp, and every word was like a sharp blade quenched with poison.

"In the ancient times, Xie Fengshu relied on Feng Yuan to kill Chiyou first in Zhuolu, and then killed Kuafu in Daze. He almost overturned half of the world. How majestic! Why, after tens of thousands of years, the mage forgot up?

"Such an evil spirit should die without a burial place, but now he has ascended to become a fairy. Isn't it true that the world has no eyes?"

As his words fell to the ground, the wind and sand suddenly grew louder, as shrill as ghosts howling.

In the dim world, Jiang Chen's white robe was cold, without any expression on his face, he just said: "It's not that you and I didn't know the cause and effect back then, but now the past is gone, and his crimes have been cleansed."

The hatred in Lang Jin's eyes was even worse when he heard the words, but he laughed softly at the next moment. He looked at Jiang Chen as if he had suddenly realized, and his tone was unhurried.

"Yes, I almost forgot. How could the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp personally kill the demon way on Mount Sumeru and save the world, how could he not remember?"

There was bone-eating malice in his words, which could be heard clearly in the wind and sand.

"My lord, isn't it afraid that one day he will remember that his nature is hard to change, and he will end your life with a single knife, repaying the hatred of killing him back then?

"It's better to kill him again now, lest he commit bad karma again!"

Jiang Chen suddenly raised his eyes.

Lang Jin suddenly felt startled, and quickly retreated, but it was too late.The next moment, overwhelming coercion came, and at the same time, there was a Demon Subduing Pestle in front of him.

Such a domineering murderous aura is actually stronger than that of a monster.Lang Jin is just a phantom at this moment, not a real entity, but it seems to have returned to 700 years ago at that moment.

Only then did he think of the monk in front of him, who once climbed to the highest place of all gods, and dared to kill demons and immortals.

In the wind and sand, Jiang Chen looked directly at Lang Jin, his expression was as pale as snow, and his eyes were like an ancient well without waves.

"His bad karma will be taken care of by me, and my life will be taken by him.

"If Feng Ji really wakes up, tell him that I will come to the Demon Sect."

The author has something to say: the amount of information in this chapter is a bit high ==