burning lamp

Above the Jiuchong, there is an incomparably huge plaque hanging in front of Lingxiao Hall. It is said that the base is made of white jade for thousands of years, which is indestructible.

This plaque has been hanging for too many years, and it is unknown who wrote it. It is said that all the immortals who are ranked in the immortal class in the nine heavens share the joy and sorrow with all living beings in the world.

Under the plaque, several immortals looked at the ancient Buddha with some hesitation.

Jiang Chen went down to guard Yinglong for less than a hundred years, and when he came back suddenly this time, instead of going back to Brahma Heaven, the first place he came to was actually the Immortal World, which naturally caused quite a stir. The dragon fell into a demon again and was beheaded by the Lantern Buddha.

If so, then everyone is happy, happy.

One of the immortals stepped forward: "I don't know if Venerable Dieng Deng is here, what advice do you have?"

Jiang Chen's tone was indifferent: "I want to ask one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Where is Ying Long's golden core now?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the immortals became tense, and there were a lot of whispers in front of the originally quiet Lingxiao Palace.

"Could it be that Ying Long really got into trouble again?"

"No, if that's the case, there should be news reported long ago."

"Who knows if the Earth Immortal has been slack recently."

"Could it be that Ying Long remembered and wanted to get the golden elixir back?"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, his face was a little cold, and he interrupted the whispers: "It has nothing to do with Ying Long, I want to get back the golden elixir for him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent for a while, like ducks whose necks had been strangled.It took a long time for Xianjun to come back to his senses, and looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

"What do you mean, Lord Burning Lamp?"

"I'm about to take off my godhead, so I don't need to call me the name of Burning Lamp anymore." Jiang Chen was expressionless, and threw one thunder after another. "Golden elixir is originally something that should be dragon, but now he is a monster in the world, without a golden elixir, it is a million times more difficult to cultivate. Most of you are practicing ascension, you should understand."

The several immortals looked at each other and stopped talking.Among them, Yuji Immortal Pang Yuanzi stroked his beard and nodded, hesitantly said: "This is..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from Lingxiao Hall: "What is it?"

All the immortals turned their heads when they heard the sound, and then cupped their hands one after another: "Mr. Fu Guang."

Immortal Yuji just now hastily introduced to Jiang Chen: "Ran—uh, my lord, this is the new god of war in the fairy world, Fu Guangjun Pei Yu."

Pei Yu, with black hair in a black ink robe, stood in front of the immortals and looked straight at Jiang Chen.

"Honorable One is merciful, but if the golden core is really returned, who will be responsible for Yinglong's misfortune to the world in the future?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and asked back: "I only know that Yinglong killed gods and immortals back then, when did he cause harm to the world?"

Pei Yu was taken aback. Although he was born in the Heavenly Court, he had not cultivated for a long time, and the ancient things were just pieced together from a few words. He was asked at this time, and he couldn't answer for a while.

Jiang Chen didn't entangle him too much, but said: "The past is gone, is the heaven still planning to threaten Yinglong with a golden pill for eternal life?"

He looked at the group of people in front of him, and suddenly felt a little hostility in his heart.

He stated in a cold tone: "Back then, it was you who said that he was a great monster in ancient times, and that he was responsible for saving the world. Now it is you who say that his demonic nature is hard to get rid of, and that he is a disaster for the world."

The indifference in Jiang Chen's tone was too obvious, and some immortals sensed something was wrong, and hurried forward to smooth things over.

"Family of Immortals and Buddhas, don't hurt your peace. If Ying Long sincerely repents, it's not impossible to return the golden elixir, but it's a big matter, and all the immortals should be present to discuss it before handing it over to the Heavenly Emperor for decision..."

He rambled on a bunch of words, but they were just some grandiose scene words, Pei Yu interrupted him impatiently, and looked at Jiang Chen.

"The venerable is merciful in saving the world, but he doesn't know how to save people and ghosts. It's hard to get rid of the demons in his heart. Now that Yinglong is still in the world, if he becomes a demon again, how will all living beings deal with themselves, and how should the venerable lord deal with himself?"

He was born in Jiuchong, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, and he practiced the avenue of heaven and earth to slay demons and demons. Gods, Buddhas, and demons are clearly distinguished in black and white, and every word he speaks is full of arrogance.Jiang Chen looked at the Martial God in front of him, and thought of Xie Fengshu again.

Xie Fengshu would never be able to speak such an elegant sentence, nor could he tell the way of beings in the world. He would only ask Jiang Chen to go to the town with him every day, to listen to books, watch plays, buy snacks, wait at the candy stand, etc. After half an hour, he waited for the boss to make him a new style, and then showed it off in front of everyone in Mount Sumeru.

He looked at the immortals in front of him and wanted to ask them: "Have you ever been to the world?"

But he didn't ask after all. Thinking of Xie Fengshu, he lost even the original hostility, and just felt bored, so he looked at Pei Yu with a cold tone, without giving in.

"If he falls into a demon, I will naturally bear the responsibility. I will take away Jin Dan and Xie Fengju's missing soul."

As soon as this remark came out, the immortals present looked at each other with doubts on their faces, and finally it was the immortal Yuji who spoke again.

"The matter of the golden core still needs to be discussed, but Ying Longque's soul - where does this start?"

Jiang Chen suddenly raised his eyes to look at the other party, and Immortal Yuji was startled, and strengthened himself in his heart, and continued: "In ancient times, in order to prevent Yinglong from coming back to life, the fairy world did take his golden elixir and long elixir. knife."

He spread his hands, a little helpless: "But no one has touched the soul, and thought that the Venerable was merciful and let his three souls and seven souls go to reincarnation."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

If even the heavens didn't take Xie Fengshu's soul, where would that remnant soul be?

The immortals watched Jiang Chen's expression carefully.This ancient Buddha is neither sad nor happy, but it makes people fearful, as if the other party is not practicing the way of compassion, but asura karma.Pang Yuanzi, the immortal Yuji, was used to smoothing things over, and he said in a hurry: "The Emperor of Heaven went to Kunlun Mountain to argue with Immortal Taiyi. He will come back in seven days. Why don't we discuss it at that time."

Jiang Chen looked down at the fairy in front of him, and a group of people were stared at by this gaze, and the sweat on their foreheads was about to fall.Fortunately, the venerable seemed to have thought of something, and finally said: "After seven days, I will come to get the golden elixir."

He directly set the result, even omitting the discussion that the other party said, but the immortals dared not say anything, they could only nod their heads in agreement.

After seeing off the statue, Xian Jun heaved a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Let's wait for the Emperor of Heaven, but Venerable Dieng Deng's attitude..." He sighed, "It's better to take out the golden core at that time. If you want me to say it, I will pay it back. After so many years, I have not seen Ying Longsheng What happened."

Pang Yuanzi wiped the sweat from his brow, then turned to ask Pei Yu again.

"Fu Guangjun, do you know where Yinglong's golden elixir is? It's--"

After not mentioning it for a long time, he himself got stuck, Pei Yu glanced impatiently, and continued the conversation for him.

"Nanming, Wuming Mountain."

Once Jiang Chen left, Xie Fengshu stopped running to the Dharma hall every day, and the only thing left to do was practice.

It was spring and March at this time, and the flowers on Mingjingtai were in full bloom. He practiced in the mountains, and when he was free, he would sit on the spot, biting a piece of grass and watching the thousands of flowers on the mountain, which were as brilliant as the clouds.

He slipped out to practice kung fu before dawn today, and now it's evening, he was finally willing to throw down the knife and lay down on the ground to rest.

Xie Xi didn't know where to find two pears, threw one to Xie Fengshu, and sat down by herself.

Xie Fengshu was resting with his eyes closed, when he was hit by a pear from Xiaoxi, he glared at him impatiently, got up, picked up the pear, took a bite, and asked vaguely: "When will we eat?"

"Just know how to eat." Xiaoxi threw the pear in his hand back and forth, and cast a glance at Xie Fengshu with hatred. "Why, don't you go to that monk of yours?"

Xie Fengshu sighed, a little melancholy: "He's gone back temporarily."

"Will you not come back?"

"will not!"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xiaoxi said, "It's just good if you don't come back, lest you lose your mind."

Xie Fengshu replied seriously: "He will come back, he said he will never leave again after he comes back this time."

After finishing speaking, Xie Fengshu saw that Xiaoxi suddenly turned his head and stared at him.

Xie Fengshu felt guilty: "What are you looking at?"

"Whether he goes or not has anything to do with you. Why, can you take him with you when you get married in the future?"

Xie Fengshu was silent for a moment, then turned his head back to the flowers.

"I don't marry anyone else."

This time, Xiaoxi was silent.

He was silent for a long time, until Xie Fengshu realized something was wrong and turned his head to look over, Xie Xi looked at Xie Fengshu with a dark face, gritted his teeth and said: "Please tell me clearly, what is your relationship with that monk? "

Xie Fengshu panicked immediately, and said to him from left to right: "Ah? What's the matter?"

"Xie Fengshu! Haven't you been beaten for a long time!"

Xie Fengshu shrank his neck, looked at Xiaoxi's face that was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and replied with a broken jar, "You guessed it all, why are you still asking me?"

Xie Xi took a deep breath so as not to be pissed off by Xie Fengshu: "Are you stupid, you actually fell in love with a monk! You are not allowed to go to the back mountain!"

Xie Fengshu was not afraid of him, and said slowly: "No, I also said that I will marry him after the golden core is cultivated, and I have to be responsible to him."

"..."

Xie Xi's complexion could no longer be described as stinky, he frowned, and paused every word: "When that monk comes back, I must kill him."

Xie Fengshu was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "Okay senior brother, don't be angry, I will steal master's wine for you tonight."

...As a person grows up, his skin becomes thicker.

At night, Xie Fengshu actually stole a jug of wine, and sat down with Xiaoxi and Sui Ling who was dragged halfway to drink by the lake at the foot of the mountain.

There was a spring breeze blowing at night, it was not cold, but extremely gentle, it made the hair tips of a few people twitch slightly, and the water waves on the lake surface were slightly wrinkled.The bright moon was hanging high, and it looked bright all around. The three of them held wine bowls, as if they filled a bowl of moonlight.

Sui Ling already knew what happened during the day, so he wasn't surprised, but looked at Xie Fengshu helplessly: "I knew it a long time ago."

This time not only mocked Xi, but even Xie Fengshu was stunned, stammering: "Ah? When did you know?"

It is rare for Sui Ling to laugh at his little junior brother: "I run there every day, I can't see each other for a day, I see flowers in summer and snow in winter, and I have to go down the mountain to listen to books together - only the wood can't tell."

Xiaoxi, who only found out today: "..."

"It's a good thing to meet someone you like." Sui Ling looked at his little junior brother with a smile on his cheeks, his eyes stained with alcohol. "Be good, you know?"

Xie Fengshu looked up cheerfully, and replied, "Got it."

In comparison, Xiaoxi was not in such a good mood as the two of them.

"Thank you Fengshu."

He looked at this restless little junior, and said in a serious tone, "You're not married yet, so you must not be bullied by that monk...cough, you know?"

Xie Fengshu: "..."

"do you know!"

"……understood."

If Xiaoxi found out, she would really drag a knife to kill...

Forget it, there will be a long time to come.

The three drank all the wine, it was already late at night, Xie Fengshu's face was stained with alcohol, he stood up and said with a smile: "Master will find out that the wine is low tomorrow, and he will curse again."

Still laughing at Xixi, he squinted at him: "Anyway, you took it."

A few people were jostling, walking along the road to the mountain, Xie Fengshu walked in the front, the flowers along the way were swayed by him, he thought it was interesting, and focused on looking at the mountain flowers under his feet, until he inadvertently raised his eyes , only to find a person standing not far away.

The other party was dressed in a dark blue robe with golden fretwork embroidered on the skirt. He looked only in his 30s, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and was looking at the three people going up the mountain.

The wine of the few people sobered up immediately, Xie Fengshu blocked Sui Ling behind him, reached out and pressed the knife, raised his eyes to meet the person, and said cautiously: "Who are you?"

The other party didn't answer, but just stared at Xie Fengshu, with a little smile on his face, looking as gentle as jade, but his eyes were as dark as an invisible deep pool.

For some reason, Xie Fengshu felt that this gaze was a bit uncomfortable, and he repeated it impatiently: "Who are you?"

The man in front of him finally moved.

He took a step towards Xie Fengshu, wanting to take a thorough look at him, his voice fell into the night, as if he had merged into the vast darkness.

"Below, Feng Ji."