Impermanent Growth Manual

"Natural nature is hard to change. I'm talking about people. But people who are as fickle as human beings can use these four words, let alone Changge who is the Phoenix King?" Xicheng has a very good relationship with Changge in Daonantian, if not... It would be too lonely to stand alone under the bodhi tree for nearly ten thousand years."

"He will come back from Shura Dao with Young Master Dixiu in a few days. At that time, it is the Zhengyang season... You have to think about how to tell him." Manzhu looked very serious, and said to Xie Bi'an: "If you want him to no longer have any worries in his heart, then put everything..."

"Do it absolutely." Xie Bi'an lowered his head and let out a long sigh. There seemed to be two drops of light flashing on the closed eyeliner, but after opening his eyes, there was a smile again, "I know all about it."

Just like what Man Zhu said, Fan Wujiu came out after only a few days in Shura Dao.

Dixiu was in charge of opening the Asura Way for him, but he looked a little depressed after taking out the sunstone like a treasure, and when the two of them were walking on the road, Dixiu said, "You did really well this time. It's a little unkind."

Fan Wujiu naturally knew it, so he nodded dispensably, looked around for a while and finally saw Xie Bi'an standing on the Naihe Bridge whose face could not be seen clearly.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he said casually: "When the next thousand years of Shura's prosperity, I will try my best to help you clean up the dirt of Shura Dao as a reward, how about it?"

Dixiu smiled lightly, followed Fan Wujiu's gaze to see Xie Bi'an, and immediately said: "Wouldn't it be a bit of a disadvantage if you don't agree?"

After Fan Wujiu heard it, he immediately lifted his feet and left. Dixiu looked behind and took a look, then turned and walked in another direction.

When he was practicing Luo Dao, Bai Qing looked like he was about to break through, and looking at the time these days, it seemed like he was about to transform.

Dixiu walked and glanced at the sky. Zhengyang season is always the hottest time when the sun is the hottest. Before noon, the sky has already been dyed a golden red line by the sunlight.

"Chang'an!" When Fan Wujiu stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, he suddenly found that there was no one on the Naihe Bridge, not only those Xian'e and Meng Po who were in charge of giving out porridge, but even the ghost messengers who were stationed under the bridge on weekdays. The place is full, and the ghosts without a trace of gap are gone.

On such a long bridge of Naihe, there are only Xie Bi'an and himself.

"The yang energy of the three realms has been too intense these days. There is no Pluto in Hades, so there is no way to open the barrier of dragons to protect one side. Therefore, these days are the quietest times in Hades." Xie Bi'an said Explained to him, and then pointed to the Ruoshui River under the Naihe Bridge, which has never been so quiet, "Most of the evil spirits in Ruoshui River can't bear such a hot yang energy, and they all live in shelters away from light." place."

"When I came out of Shura Road just now, I saw that the ghost gate next to me seemed to be opening." Fan Wujiu pointed sideways to the heavy gate not far from them. In the scene, countless misty ghosts gathered in front of the ghost gate and pushed and pushed, and you could hear those ghosts shouting something by doing some magic tricks on the ears. The ghost language spoken by tens of thousands of ghosts together is really It is too much for the ears.

"It's a rare July day in the world." Xie Bi'an squinted his eyes and looked at it, "There is a hundred and seven days in every hundred years in the world. At this time, all those who were unwilling to be reincarnated or turned into flowers on the other side, wandering outside the Hades and have nothing to do. The ghosts who disappeared can return to the world at this time."

"But things have changed for a hundred years in the world, so what if they go back?"

"Nothing can be done." Xie Bi'an said: "They will be guided to the place where their wishes are based on the memories of their lives. If there is nothing left, the empty ghosts will disappear into the world and will never exist again."

Fan Wujiu looked at a row of ghost guards holding three-pronged guns standing upright under the door, his face was as pale as a mask, and he looked very majestic.

"The door is about to open." Xie Bi'an mumbled something suddenly, and at that moment, Fan Wujiu looked at his side face and his heart almost twisted into a ball.

"...What?" Fan Wujiu was stunned for a moment before asking.

"It's nothing." Xie Bi'an turned his head and smiled, and turned his head towards Fan Wujiu, "The Hades are very leisurely these days. I used to say that I would take you to the Heaven of the Four Noble Truths, but I have never been able to do so. You Are you free now?"

"Yes." Fan Wujiu agreed, and said with a happy face, "Do you need to bring something there?"

He was a little worried that his strong blood aura would collide with the Buddha in Xitian who watched Xie Bi'an grow up and was comparable to his biological father.

"No..." Xie Bi'an said a word, then he was taken aback, tightened his hands, pursed his lips and forced a smile at Fan Wujiu, "Open your mouth."

Fan Wujiu had no doubts about him, as if Xie Bian had fed a sweet ball into his mouth, but before he could taste the taste, the ball had already disappeared in his mouth.

"What is this?" He tried to feel inside his body, but found nothing.

"It's just a jelly bean." Xie Bi'an smiled, and one of the few people took the initiative to hold Fan Wujiu's hand and walked slowly from the end of the bridge onto the bridge.

The arched Naihe Bridge is very high. Looking down from here, it seems that there is some extremely vicious ghost hidden in the dark weak water river, which makes people dare not go deeper.

Xie Bi'an looked at Ruoshuihe in a daze, he didn't speak, and Fan Wujiu didn't know what to say.

His hand holding the obsidian was already covered in sweat, but he held it tighter.

"Amnesty, do you know the seal under the underworld?" Xie Bi'an said suddenly, but Fan Wujiu was taken aback.

He knew about that seal, but no one would tell him many things, but told him repeatedly that he could not go to that place.

"I know something vaguely." Fan Wujiu hesitated for a while, and decided to tell the truth.

"There are three thousand evil demons that suppress the supreme heaven, and the seal on the door is the seal set by Di Ye with his own dragon body and an unknown ancient god after taking over the 33rd heaven for the first time. Xie Bi'an explained softly, "Now that seal is about to be broken."

To open?

Fan Wujiu froze for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and unconsciously pinched his fingers on the obsidian-carved decorations on the Naihe Bridge, "Ten thousand years ago... Didn't Xicheng turn into karma and make up for it?" Is that sealed?"

"You also know that ten thousand years have passed." Xie Bi'an straightened his body and put his hands on Fan Wujiu's shoulders, "Those real fires have already gradually disappeared with time. Huo had received the Phoenix seal before, but he still couldn't hold it for a long time."

"So." Fan Wujiu's pupils constricted, the blood on his lips quickly faded, and he looked directly at Xie Bi'an, "What do you want to do by sealing me here?"

"The person who sacrificed the seal ten thousand years ago should have been me." Xie Bi'an smiled, but tears streamed down the corners of his eyes. At the neck, "You don't understand the meaning of the existence of the Buddha Sea. I was born from the Buddha Sea, but I was born with a body of Buddha bones. If it is possible, I would rather be in chaos."

Being born as an ordinary person, although ordinary, does not have to bear the memories of knowing when one is going to die from birth, but being powerless.

He has survived for so many years in his life, and he never dared to be emotional with anyone, but when it came to the end, he still miscalculated.

"Xicheng received my kindness and allowed me to live for ten thousand years. I should be satisfied, Amnesty." Xie Bi'an wiped away the water from the corners of Fan Wujiu's eyes with one hand, and then put his index finger on his lips and rubbed it gently. For a moment, "Even if the seal can be delayed, the twin contract between me and Luanhe has come to an end. He will eat away at my life little by little during this period, and finally replace me."

Fan Wujiu was clicked immediately, "Do you want to use the power of the seal to break through the twin life contract?"

"I'll just kill him..." Fan Wujiu murmured, his expression distorted viciously, "As long as he is smashed to pieces, everything can be solved."

"But the stakes are too high." Xie Bi'an shook his head, "Many times I wanted to kill him, but if I die with him, the seal of Hades will still exist."

"I've waited for so many years before I could only come up with such a bad plan." Xie Bi'an squinted his eyes, looking at the sunlight that had become a bit dazzling at some point, "If I'm not here, you must be well. "

"Xie Bi'an." Fan Wujiu was imprisoned by Xie Bi'an all over his body and couldn't move an inch. He opened his mouth in panic, but felt that his body was rising little by little.

Xie Bi'an didn't speak, just looked up at him.

He was dressed in white and stood alone on the Naihe Bridge, as if he was the only one in the surrounding colors, lonely and terrifying.

"Xie Bi'an—!" Fan Wujiu watched as Xie Bi'an's white clothes were gradually covered with blood, and he could no longer see the cleanliness of the past. He hissed angrily, but he couldn't do anything else. arrive.

The scenery in front of him gradually became blurred, Fan Wujiu uttered a powerless roar in this empty space, the sound echoed several times and gradually returned to calm, making it even more desolate.

"Xie Bi'an..." He buried his head in the palm of his hand, hot tears gradually slid down his palm, and there were bursts of pain in his abdomen and chest that seemed to be torn apart.

When he closed his eyes, his eyes were full of seeing Xie Bi'an for the last time.

——"Do you still remember what it was like when you first met me?"

Fan Wujiu suddenly rang out, what did Xie Bi'an mean when he asked abruptly that time on the Naihe Bridge.

He has known about this day since early in the morning, but he can only do so helplessly to make him the original appearance in his heart.

"Chang'an..." Fan Wujiu choked up, and he could already smell a faint scent of sandalwood at the tip of his nose.

The strong Buddha spirit rose up around him, he opened his eyes, and looked at the compassionate Buddha statue on the lotus platform without sadness or joy.

This is like a Buddhist temple.

Fan Wujiu sat helplessly at the foot of the Buddha statue, staring blankly at the intricately patterned Buddhist scriptures on the top of the hall, his whole body covered in black clothes looked like an ancient statue.

Under the tall golden Buddha statue, the impermanence god who was dressed in pitch black finally let go of the hand he had been holding tightly, and Bai Guai and the black sunstone fell at the same time, exuding a deep death like the master.

In the void, there seemed to be an almost inaudible murmur coming from nowhere, but even so, there were waves of echoes in such an empty room.

"Today... I intend to propose to you..."

"Xie Bi'an... Xie Bi'an..." The impermanent god in black shrank pitifully into a corner under the lotus platform, wrapped his arms around his arms as if afraid of the cold, and kept chanting someone's name, "Chang'an... Chang'an..."