The dirtiest male protagonist in history [Quick Transmigration]

The relief in Shi Xuan's voice made Qingming's turbulent mind tremble, he grasped Shi Xuan suddenly, and opened his eyes - the Qingyan young man was close at hand, with a smile in his eyes, Qingming tried to distinguish the truth from the fake, to distinguish the What kind of plan does "fulfillment" come from?But he didn't strip the truth from the details, instead, he found a trace of pain and slight distress from the corners of the disciple's eyes and brows.

Right now, the back of Shi Xuan's hand was scratched and squeezed by his reverse grip, the blood flowed even more violently.

Qingming opened his mouth, his throat was extremely dry, the burning sensation spread from the throat to the lungs, and the unbearable feeling spread to the depths of the body.He hadn't had time to savor this kind of emotion carefully. When the people sent by Buddha to protect the formation arrived, Qingming could only leave one sentence before leaving, "Everything waits for me to come back."

Shi Xuan smiled and watched Qingming leave.

Qingming glanced back from a distance, but couldn't distinguish his apprentice's expression, but vaguely felt his Mu Guang's smile, he could laugh without being clouded after he had committed evil deeds.Qingming felt that he was walking on the edge of the cliff all the time, his smile seemed to come from the abyss at the bottom of the cliff, with a refreshing and harmless appearance, it calmly caused people to stumble and fall.

Wrapping the hard-to-see intentions with indifference—this kind of awareness instantly made Qingming so uncomfortable that his stomach curled up and he could hardly stand up.

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When the battle was launched, the Temple of Heaven and Man radiated brilliance, extending infinitely.Qingming can't sense the delusion, but the turbulence of the formation will cause the disturbance of the delusion and stir up trouble.

In the end, he didn't wait for the fluctuation of the formation to spread outside the boundary to attract Po Huazi, and waited for the monk who came to the law court first.In the morning, the comatose victims woke up one after another, telling the witty words that they were the murderer who broke the alchemy. In addition, there was Kong Wu whose memory was erased before, and then the master and apprentice of Qingming broke into the disciple's pavilion at night. The sit-in asked Venerable Lu Ge to enforce the law impartially and punish Qiao Yu severely. Qingzheng has sent someone to ask Qiao Yu to confront him face-to-face, and I am here to inform him.

Qingming ordered the monks in charge of the formation to always pay attention to the fluctuations of the formation, and hurried to the law pavilion.

I saw the young man standing in the pavilion at a glance.

Being criticized by others, he still had a smile on his lips, and unhurriedly took off the newly put on Buddhist beads.

A monk asked loudly——

"Last night, someone saw Qiao Yu sneaking into the disciple's pavilion to enter and leave the novice's room, and was taken away by the Venerable Miaofa Lianhua. He was probably jealous and was about to be caught face-to-face, but why hasn't he punished Qiaoyu until now? Could it be Venerable Miaofa Lianhua Those who protect the disciples?! Please give me justice from the pavilion master."

Qingzheng frowned and asked the punchline, "How do you explain it?"

Shi Xuan cut off the bead thread, picked up a perfectly round Buddha bead and flicked it towards the speaking novice, bang!The Buddhist beads went deep into the novice's chest—Boom!Shami fell to the ground!bleeding profusely...

"What's the answer?"

Shi Xuan's voice contained a smile, which made everyone's hair stand on end and their hearts shiver.Shi Xuan raised his shining eyes, and his eyes flicked across the novice monks who were shocked by his killing in court. His eyes paused on Qingming, and then turned back to Qingzheng, "Are you satisfied?"

"You——do not repent!!!"

Qingzheng waved his Zen staff, the mighty power was dissipated by a wave of gentle wind before he could get close to his master's announcement.

Qingming flicked his clothes and walked calmly in front of the crowd, and sent the seriously injured novice to the medical court first, out of compassion, but then——

Qingming stood in front of Shixuan in full view, as stable as mountains and rivers, all the monks were in an uproar, you look at me, I look at you.

Standing on the solemn treasure face of Qingming, she stands in an outstanding posture, with a majestic aura!Qingzheng Bobo's offensive has been repeatedly resolved, and the misty air in the sleeves has not diminished. The unparalleled elegance of the whole body is admirable. The gazes of the novice monks gradually changed, with indignation and anger mixed in, whispering to themselves how the venerable head of education dared to openly show favoritism.

Seeing his junior brother's reputation ruined, Qingzheng stared angrily, "Junior brother, don't be fooled again—such a lowly person is unbearable to teach, no matter what today, I will let him experience the inviolability of the laws and regulations of the Buddhist kingdom!"

"Brother-"

Qingming flicked his fingers to defuse Qingzheng's attack again. The two senior brothers Qingyuan and Qingxian finally rushed over after hearing the news, and tried their best to stop Qingming, "How can you be so confused, junior brother?"

Qiao Yu, who had been protected for a long time, finally faced Qingzheng's attack, probably in order to slow down the rhythm of being attacked, Qiao Yu dodged while attacking the monks, and the Buddhist beads shot out, hitting one monk after another, and the surroundings were in chaos. The monks close to him were all hindered by the chaos, and they were too busy saving people to pay attention to the siege. Qingzheng saw more and more fallen monks, the court was stained with blood, and the witty words of hatred were cunning and vicious. The attack became more and more fierce, cursing:

"evil creature!!!"

Qingzheng and Qiaoyu fought together, and the offensive became more and more urgent.Originally, Qingming always left a three-point force in his shots, but now he was even sharper.Qingyuan and Qingxian used two-on-one to check and balance Qingming still felt overwhelmed, gradually exhausted, wondered, why didn't other monks come to help when Luge was in such a mess?Didn't the Buddha calm down the situation?

Just at this time, a young monk came to pass on the Buddha's words, and asked the three disciples of Qingyuan, Qingxian and Qingzheng to go over to discuss important matters immediately, and Qingzheng had to delay for a moment to get the witty words.The little monk said again, "The Buddha has something to say, the matter here will be handed over to Venerable Miaofa Lianhua to preside over the overall situation! Don't delay!"

Shi Xuan paused his hands, pinched the end of the thread and fiddled with the string of beads. Half of the [-] beads were flicked off, and a bunch of monks and monks who didn't know their life and death fell on the ground.

He stood upright in the pavilion, as if standing in a sea of ​​corpses and blood. The formation of the Temple of Heaven and Man continuously poured in power, which made Shi Xuan restless and wanted to be unscrupulous. The rest of the monks did not chase after him.

The compelling gaze from the side slowly came over, Shi Xuan looked sideways, and saw Qingming slowly approaching.

The monk in blue pursed his lips, his face was swollen, and his expression changed several times. His eyes were filled with pain when he glanced at the bruised Shi Xuan, and hatred in his eyes when he glanced at the dying novice monk.The expression on his face is so indifferent that it is almost nothingness, if you want to find out his thoughts, you will only get a daze, as if you have been extremely patient, restrained to the extreme, and do not show anything.But only a pair of eyes are extremely attractive, and the transparency and compassion of the past have become precarious thin ice, covering up the turbulent waves of morality and personal affection underneath, which makes people tremble when they see it.

Shi Xuan's heart constricted, but his desire to destroy due to the surge of the formation was getting higher and higher. He walked towards Qingming step by step, and asked him almost mournfully——

"Why do you commit murder again?"

Shi Xuan bent his lips, letting the restless blood in his skin flow freely between his lips and teeth, "I will kill if I want to, what can you do to me? If you don't like it, you can kill me!"

"Do you have to push me so many times?"

"Well... what did I force you to do?" Shi Xuan chuckled lightly, and bounced another ball, hitting a novice who slipped through the net not far from Qingming's side and pretended to be dead for a long time.

A stream of blood splashed onto Qingming's face, covering the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, filled with heat, which made Qingming's heart completely cool and aching.

"So I—"

This sound is extremely depressing, painful and mournful.Qingming slowly wiped away the blood stains, moving very slowly, "Why are you forcing me?"

"What virtue and ability can you say to persecute Venerable Miaofa Lianhua?" Shi Xuan jumped to the top of the Law Pavilion, grabbed a handful of Buddhist beads, and flicked them towards the novice who was still outside the pavilion.

"Bang bang bang" shot into the flesh, but the subtle sound shook like a bell.

Qingming, who held his breath and concentrated on looking at the whole situation, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, as if he had hidden a heart full of love and intolerance into his palm along with the blood.

Qingming raised his face and looked directly at the apprentice who was showing off his power on the top of the pavilion. The clean face finally showed the standard of being a human being in the world.Qingming used a wind array to block the Buddhist beads that were shot at the novice one after another, forming a huge wind net to trap Shixuan. He accumulated strength in his fist and shot a burst of extremely hard fist wind. Everything that passed by was blown away. fall!

The wind of the fist was so powerful that it hit the palm of Shi Xuan playing the Buddhist beads——

The strength has been reduced after a certain distance, if Shi Xuan dodges in time, the remaining wind blade will only be enough to graze the palm, temporarily damage the palm to prevent him from attacking, not the root cause, and after careful recuperation in the future, it will return to normal.Qingming calculated very well, but did not calculate that at the critical moment, Shi Xuan not only did not dodge, but bullied himself to meet him.

—— Ke Bengshan Zhenhai's fist hit Shi Xuan's chest, and the entire chest of the clear and beautiful young man was sunken to a degree visible to the naked eye.

At that moment, the sun was so strong that Qingming could hardly open his eyes, his ears were ringing and his eyes were blurred, his vision was hazy, and Yin Fengyuan's cry sounded in his ears. After a long distance, there was a sense of rivers and rivers, mountains and rivers, and astrolabe reversal. He walked out of this dangerous and turbulent torrent, but he was not a survivor. When he regained his clear vision, his apprentice had already collapsed to the ground, blood gushing all over the ground, his bones were broken, and his internal organs must have been shattered into pieces. Foam, the bone-chilling cold made Qingming tremble uncontrollably.

Qingming couldn't see Yin Fengyuan, and couldn't see the monks guarding the formation who came from the Temple of Heaven and Man following the fluctuations of the formation. He only had his disciples in his eyes.

Qingming walked step by step, his feet became weak, and finally he was overwhelmed and knelt beside his apprentice, his expression returned to the world from nothingness, and the muscles on his face were distorted by the chaotic emotions.Qingming closed her eyes for a long time, discarding all the complex emotions that would only increase her burden, and when she opened her eyes, there was nothing in them.

It took a long time to find my voice, "...so me, why?"

The corner of Shixuan's mouth was smiling, with blood in the smile, and his voice was weak, "Master, I give you the heart to become a Buddha, okay?"

"Therefore I..." Qingming called out repeatedly, but the breath of the apprentice became weaker and weaker, and the expression on Qingming's face became more and more empty, it was a kind of paleness that hides panic but does not know it.

After Shixuan slowly closed his eyes, at the moment when he died, Qingming was suddenly covered with Buddha light, causing everyone around him to evade. Where the light shined, the blood flowed back into the wounded body. Heal as ever.

"This--"

Qingming looked around in a daze.

I don't know when the Buddha who had been on the sidelines for a long time walked into the Law Pavilion, and looked at the little disciple who seemed to be an ignorant child for a moment with pity, "Qingming, you are in a happy state of mind. Congratulations."

With the damage of the skin, the aura that the delusion has been hiding has been exposed, and it is lingering and dark, lingering around the body of the Qingyan young man, Qingming looks around at the monks who guard the formation, and his eyes fall back on the lifeless apprentice, blood gushes from the throat, what he did not want to touch in the past The ominous premonition pushed through the clouds and could no longer be concealed, "He—"

"He is the son of breaking the delusion, transformed by the delusion, the last obstacle on your way to becoming a Buddha."

"Is it delusional thoughts? Delusional thoughts..." Qingming murmured, "I was the one who hurt him so many times... I thought it was a joke when he said instinct. It turned out that he was burdened by my obsession with becoming a Buddha, and it was all my fault." of……"

"Buddha—"

Qingming knelt down and kowtowed heavily, "I would like to trade my whole body in exchange for his rebirth, and I beg Buddha to make it happen."

"You're lost."

Kowtow again in the Qingming Festival, "I beseech the Buddha to complete me!"

Buddha just shook his head.

Qingming continued to knock, once and again, each time was heavier, until his face was covered with blood, he was no longer unparalleled in the past, and he was so embarrassed that he looked like an ordinary man who was suffering from love in the secular world. He knocked the three senior brothers who followed the Buddha to their hearts. Unable to bear it, the monks around were shocked and seemed unable to recognize that this vulgar person was the once unattainable Venerable Miaofa Lianhua, and the Buddha finally sighed.

"The punch line is the obsession that was born because of you. There is no soul and no soul. How can you be reborn?"

Qingming stopped in a daze, raised his dirty face, and said in a trance, "You mean... even if the disciple goes to heaven and earth, and travels all over the world, it is impossible to see him again?"

Buddha remained silent.