[Thunderbolt] Your sister

In the wilderness forest path, the Buddhist sword walked slowly, covered in dust, blood dripping from unhealed wounds.

A group of arhats rushed out from all directions, forming a siege again: "The Buddha sword is divided, please follow us back to accept the crime!"

"Step aside!"

"You think about saving your life and killing your karma. Killing for selfish desire is already an unforgivable sin, and you must not fall again!"

On the peaceful face of Buddha Sword, Shura appeared again: "I repeat, the demon world is immortal and will never turn back. Whoever blocks my way is my enemy!"

"That's offended!"

The figures of the monks were scattered, and they were posing to subdue the demons, trying to capture the Buddha's sword. The moment the two sides clashed, several brutal palm qi attacked, and all the arhats were injured and died on the spot.

Fojian turned around in surprise, only to see a person stepping out of the forest, laughing wildly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Fojian's eyes froze: "Ghost Liang Tianxia!"

Gui Liang Tianxia proudly looked at the shambles of the former Saint Walker, and said with a smile: "Degenerate demon monk, let me help you attain Nirvana! Drink...!"

With a bang, the palm was fierce and heavy. The Buddha sword was seriously injured and could no longer resist.

But with a distance of dozens of steps, Guiliang Tianxia has easily caught up and blocked the way: "In front of the journey of the sky, you can't escape from my palm. The holy walker becomes a fugitive, and the Buddha sword says that you too Today!"

The Buddhist sword said nothing, and made another move, changed direction and continued to run away. Gui Liangtianxia stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was interested in the game: "How about this, let you take a moment to see if you can escape to the ends of the world? Hahahaha... "

No matter how desperately the Buddhist sword runs, Gui Liang Tianxia always walks in the yard not far behind him, with indescribable interest and insidiousness hidden in his triumphant eyes, like a cat playing with sparrows.

Time flies, Guiliang Tianxia intercepted the Buddha sword again, intending to completely stop this unsuspecting chase: "I have given you a moment, but you still haven't escaped from my palm. That's it!"

The Buddha Sword's hasty demeanor suddenly retracted, and he returned to peace: "In the world of ghosts, those who are willing to degenerate are the most foolish!"

Guiliang Tianxia disagreed: "The world will be in my hands, and all religions will be at my knees. Compared with you, who is an idiot and who is a fool?"

The Buddhist sword does not speak, only the sound of the wind moving the treetops, and the sound of piercing through the forest and beating leaves.

The firm and high-pitched Buddha's voice went straight to Guiliang Tianxia's ears along the wind direction, deafening——

"In my eyes, the fool is exactly you!"

Guiliang Tianxia was shocked, and suddenly looked back: "Huh?!"

"A fool thinks he has a plan, but a planner will eventually be counted."

The golden bun, the dust whisk lightly swinging, the face that is not angry but majestic, the solemn and holy Buddha spirit, the ghosts and monsters shy away, the treacherous evil spirits are terrified, they are the pillars of adversity, a page of Brahma!

"It's you!"

Before Guiliangtianxia could recover from the shock, the sword box of the Buddha sword was opened separately, and the supreme weapon of Buddhism-the Buddha's card was unsheathed!

"Killing life to protect life, killing business is not killing people."

"The world is like chess, the world is unpredictable, laugh all the way - a hero!"

Guiliang Tianxia hastily retracted his figure, hastily prepared himself, and was slightly startled: "I've been tricked!"

"Ghost Liang Tianxia, ​​subdue the crime and be punished!"

"Hahahahaha... I want to see how you two Buddhas descend to me! Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

The clever design of the two Buddhas was caught, restraining the demon's wings so that it was difficult to fly.

Moving around, avoiding the Buddha's attack miraculously, a red lotus flower bloomed at the foot of a page of the book, the sound of the Buddha sounded calmly, a domineering palm came from top to bottom, Guiliang Tianxia let out a deep shout, Regret Qiong's ability to block the move powerfully, enough Sinking into the ground three inches, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the ground with the other, this is the most extreme form of anger!

"Raging sky lock!"

A page of the book and the Buddhist sword turned and misplaced, and the holy spirit of Buddhism merged into one.

"Seven-spined fingers of the armor-piercing sharp edge!"

"Big Wheel Sky Finger!"

The fingers and qi are combined, the airflow is turbulent, and there are countless sounds, and the surrounding trees are urged by the powerful force, and they are uprooted!

The more the sword edge swept, the more violent the palm dance became, and the three silhouettes shuttled back and forth, setting off layers of waves of air.

The Buddhist sword draws its momentum, the rebirth mantra resounds in all directions, and the golden swastika is stepped on both feet towards the Buddha seal. Lock retreat.

Gui Liangtianxia activated the power of the artifact, his eyes fell, wanting to fully observe the moves of the two Buddhas.

"Dust Lotus Front!"

Chanting Sanskrit sounds, golden Sanskrit words surrounded an invisible wall of energy, blessed by the sacred energy of the Buddha, the battle situation began to undergo subtle changes, and the ghosts of the world were shocked to feel that the reaction of the sensitive body was not enough. Front, poking open the placket exposed through the gap between the incomprehensible guards.

The defense was chaotic, and one page of the book made moves like lightning, and the powerful palm energy went straight to the empty door of the world.

"Laugh all the heroes!"

Hastily turned around and returned to the defense, Puzzled Shield blocked the fatal blow, but the effect was weakened, it was difficult to let go of energy, retreated step by step, finally forced into the body by the palm energy, the pressure between the lungs increased sharply.

"what……!"

On the peak not far away, Huanyu Qizang, Feng Qianxue, and Zhao Muzun each occupied one side, with different purposes, but their expressions were equally indifferent.

Ghost Liang Tianxia was wounded and vomited red, and the Buddha's ultimatum went on the offensive again. A page of books jumped off the top of the tree, waved the whisk, opened and closed, and the dense moves did not give any chance to breathe.

Stretched left and right, utterly embarrassed, Guiliang Tianxia's heart was swayed, his eyes turned cold, and he took advantage of the time when the two Buddhas exchanged breaths to gather energy, and knelt on the ground with one foot.

"God destroys the mind!"

"It's the move of the five cripples, be careful!"

The two Buddhas retreated one after another, dodging the first blow; Guiliang Tianxia continued to condense the green and black aura in his palm, and wanted to make another extreme move to kill his way out, but when he violently raised his internal strength, a sudden change occurred!

"what……!"

There was a throbbing in the heart, the steady heartbeat began to be disordered, and the colic pain spread from the heart, the blood gradually became cold, breathing became more and more difficult, dizziness, the body was unable to move!

"Ah...how could...so..."

The sudden change was unexpected. A page of books seized the opportunity and soared into the air in one fell swoop;

Ghost Liang Tianxia was panting heavily, with cold sweat dripping dust on his face, the ominous premonition gradually became clear, and steaming hatred surged in his heart: "Grandma Wuyan...you...you...deceived me..."

Feng Qianxue, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned slightly, and turned her questioning gaze to Huanyu Qizang, but he only covered his face with a feather fan, and his indifferent eyes remained unmoved.

"Myriad Truths will be destroyed!"

Hearing the sound of sword energy piercing the sky, Gui Liangtianxia raised his hand and tried his best to block it, but it was difficult to use the five crippling moves.

"Cry and applaud!"

In mid-air, the palm energy of a page of books has condensed into a huge ball of light, and a palm is sent out at the same time.

"Buddha Zen Seal—!"

The three most extreme moves, the sword energy shields the secret formula of Buddhism that has been lost for a hundred years, and the powers that destroy the world and the earth collide, leaving no life around!

Gui Liangtiantian exhausted all his strength with one move, and watched the huge swastika Buddha seal descending from the sky.

"what--!!!"

The artifact left the body, flew around, and fell to the ground into ashes.

The moment the dust and smoke cleared, a generation of hero Gui Liangtian knelt on his knees, and the dark red blood flowed slowly from the top of the sky. His chest seemed to be destroyed by internal force, and a horrible blood hole appeared. If you look carefully, you can find that the heart is empty The thing, the heart is lost!

"Hahaha...hahahahaha! The one who defeats me is not a double Buddha, the one who defeats me is not a double Buddha, God's will...God's will - why are you fooling me! Ah..."

He yelled angrily, asking the sky what he meant, blood was sprinkled on the yellow sand, and his corpse was thrown into the wilderness.

Huang Tu's hegemony belongs to the fantasy dream, and the mechanism is all in vain.

A life of sin is finally over.

"Uh... Pfft!" The Buddha sword loosened its heartstrings, and the old wounds added new ones, and the injuries accumulated over the past few days completely exploded.

"Buddhist friend!"

One page of the book stepped forward to help his comrades in arms, and Zhao Muzun Feng Qianxue and Huanyu Qizang came to the battlefield one after another.

"How did Buddha Sword tell you?"

Zhao Muzun showed concern, and wrote on one page: "He has been running around for several days, suffered severe injuries several times, and urgently needs medical treatment."

Feng Qianxue saw Brahma for the first time, and while admiring him, she leaned forward and saluted slightly: "Senior Yiyingshu, pharmacist Mu Shaoai has been entangled in the snowy plain recently due to something, so you can send Master Buddha Sword to seek medical treatment."

"Ok?"

Zhao Muzun glanced at the only remaining artifact: "Brahma, take it easy, I will properly store the Protector of Puzzle in the Legend of Xuanyuan."

"Okay. Buddhist friends, let's go."

A page of books left slowly with a Buddhist sword in hand, Feng Qianxue stepped aside to let Zhao Muzun take the incomprehensible protection, Huanyu Qizang stood in front of Guiliang Tianxia's corpse, with an unfathomable demeanor.

"You two, I have to leave first."

Zhao Muzun put away the artifact thoughtfully, and greeted casually, with a look of haste on his face, Feng Qianxue nodded: "Master, go slowly."

After he turned away and left, Feng Qianxue walked up to Huanyu Qizang, and silently glanced at Guiliang Tianxia's corpse.

"The heart has been gnawed out, your Gu poison is really powerful."

"What's the use of keeping a poisonous heart?" Huan Yu Qi Zang's feather fan waved, and densely packed flying insects covered the corpse, leaving no flesh and bones in an instant.

Feng Qianxue rubbed the goosebumps on her hands vigorously: "...In general, Military Division Yiliu's methods are indeed more efficient. Guiliang Tianxia was defeated faster than expected."

"The power of martial arts goes up and down, and once one wave is flat, the next wave will rise."

"An alien world?"

"Which side doesn't matter." Huanyu Qizang put on an air of nothing to do with himself, seeing Feng Qianxue turned around and was about to leave, asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

"Give Buddha Sword Master a ride."

"Oh? Aren't you going back to Canlin?"

"not going."

"Ghost Liang Tianxia is dead, I will persuade the Lord of the Remnant Forest to withdraw completely from the arena."

Feng Qianxue's eyes lighted lightly: "A person who is too kind is not suitable for the cruel martial arts. If he retires, it is a good thing...Leave."

"Hmm..." Huanyu Qizang watched the slender figure gradually go away, an unknown light flickered in his eyes.

……

When the big snowfield was approaching, Fojian declined a page and continued to accompany him.

"Buddhist friends..."

"I have a clear Lingtai now, so I have nothing to worry about. I don't need to do any extra things."

"Hmm... The plan to kill the devil has suffered a lot for you. I will explain it for you at the Great Sun Palace."

"My body is gone, right and wrong the past is false."

"Let Brahma give you another ride."

"Thank you."

Feng Qianxue followed far behind, looking at the two famous violent Buddhist monks in front of her.Just now, all kinds of cutting melons and vegetables exploded in seconds, but now it is very peaceful, and every word is very Zen.

"Where do Buddhist friends want to rest?"

"The footsteps are random, and there is no place to settle down."

"How do Buddhist friends feel about the experience of these days?"

"The circle is to me, the founder is to Brahma—the meaning is similar."

"Oh?"

"Being ruthless and heartless is not about forgetting love and breaking love. If you don't know the obsession in the world, saving your life is just empty talk."

"Have you ever moved your mind?"

"If you don't move your mind, how can you know the mind of all beings? If you don't enter into suffering, how can you understand the suffering of all beings? If you don't mention it, you can't let it go."

"Taste all sufferings, go through all kalpas, know love and hate, understand cause and effect, obtain the Dao, and realize Nirvana. This is a trial, and it is a test."

"It's a pity... I'm too slow to understand."

"This life has an end, and the future is endless. Whether a skin is good or bad has nothing to do with practice."

"what……"

"A Buddhist friend rarely smiles."

"My thoughts are endless, and it is also a wonderful place to practice."

"The Great Snowfield has arrived."

Fojian raised his eyes and looked at the white wind and snow: "It's a good place to rest. This is the main point, please stop Brahma."

"Let's take a few more steps."

"Need not."

"Then invite buddhist friends to watch the breeze and bright moon quietly, and walk slowly all the way."

"I walked leisurely, only suffering from the troubled world of Brahma."

"I don't hate the turbidity of the world, but only hate the practice of asura everywhere in the world. And I invite Buddhist friends to go first, and a page of books will follow."

The Buddhist sword stepped into the vast snowfield step by step. Feng Qianxue stood five steps away, with his hands folded on his side, saluting with the most standard Confucian etiquette.

Buddhism avoids killing, but the saintly walker is willing to bear the sins and is not afraid of falling into the world after death. He deserves the highest respect from the world.

A page of books stops outside the snow field, watching Buddhist friends drift away.

"Walk through the wind and sand from thousands of miles, north and south, east and west are always home. In the end, my chest is empty, and my heart is a white lotus."

"The autumn wind takes advantage of the clouds with the sword, don't forget how many miles the Pan Gen road is. The way back through the snow and through the forest is short, and there are bells everywhere in the sky."

Feng Qianxue was a little dazed, trying to figure out something from the words of these two people.She is still young, and her understanding is still in the accumulation stage. Many big propositions in life still need long-term practice and comprehension.

The Zen opportunity is fleeting, and the figure of the Buddha sword has disappeared.

Knowing that there are still Mu Shaoai and Xiao waiting in the snowy plain, she still couldn't help but said to herself: "Will we see the Buddha again in the future to save the evils of the world?"

One page of the book answered her question without hesitation: "Once the world needs a holy walker, the Buddhist sword will definitely return from Wujian."

The cloud flow on the Suspended Pole Bridge is stable, and the rare good weather.

Shaking his fan, Yin Qiujun couldn't bear it anymore and said, "After sitting for a long time, don't you plan to speak?"

Feng Qianxue was holding a teacup in a daze when she suddenly woke up when she heard the words: "Bridge Master..."

"Thank you over and over again for saving your life, and put on a sad face, are you here to thank me, or are you here to let me see your face?"

Feng Qianxue pinched her cheeks: "Do I look sad?"

"nonsense."

"...That's because I'm worried about the situation in the martial arts world. It's rare to be quiet on the stage, but the alien world is not peaceful. Doesn't the bridge master think it?"

"Don't talk to me about these things, even if the world changes, it's not your turn to trouble you." Yin Qiujun pointed at Feng Qianxue with a "ghost believes in you" expression: "Usually, you are very clever. , but today is muddled and unseemly. I have something to say, I still have things to deal with."

"The owner of the bridge stays on the hanging bridge all day, reciting poems, composing poems, drinking tea and looking at the scenery. The minions of Guiliang Tianxia are also cleaned by Yangui. What else is there to do now?"

Yin Qiujun raised his eyebrows: "Hesitating and uttering nonsense, don't blame me for throwing you out of the suspension bridge."

"The bridge master is really angry today..." Feng Qianxue complained in a low voice, but was glared at by Yin Qiujun again, she quickly stood up and poured tea: "Forget it, please drink tea, old man, calm down, don't be as knowledgeable as me."

"You should understand that I hate other people's pretentiousness the most."

"Yes Yes."

After getting acquainted with Yin Qiujun, Feng Qianxue became more casual, remembering that she was here to thank her today, so she admitted her "mistake" with a smile on her face.

She did have something on her mind, but she didn't intend to tell anyone.

I just feel that at this time, I need to find a familiar but not very close person to chat casually.

So wandering out from the falling lonely lamp, I walked to the Duanji Suspension Bridge by accident.

Yin Qiujun's inquisitive eyes were still staring at her, she thought to herself: How should I say, what should I say?

Frowning, he turned his eyes to the vast sea of ​​clouds, and after a while, he said with a little dull emotion: "There is an old friend who is going to retire, just a little melancholy."

Yin Qiujun suddenly realized, and rolled his eyes: "Since the old man retired, he didn't take the time to reminisce and say goodbye, but ran to Duanji Hanging Bridge in a daze. Your melancholy came so strangely. To be honest, is the master of the residual forest retiring? "

Feng Qianxue shrank her pupils, raised her head abruptly, moved her mouth nah nah, but didn't say a word.

"I want to ask how I would know? Ha...Feng Qianxue, for saving your life and solving your emotional confusion, you owe me more and more favor."

"I didn't say that I wouldn't repay the grace of saving my life," Feng Qianxue turned her face away in frustration, with a kind of embarrassment that was seen through: "The bridge master just ignore me, just let me stay here in a daze."

"I just can't get used to it, I don't like it. If you can't bear it, you can keep it. If you can't keep it, you can say goodbye. It's not the you I know."

"This kind of thing also depends on the target. Doing any superfluous things will only poke at people's pain points and expose people's shortcomings, which will only increase unnecessary troubles."

"Have you ever experienced the way the Lord of the Remnant Forest looks at you?"

"how was it?"

Yin Qiujun shook his fan slowly: "I have a relationship with the Lord of the Remains. The way he looks at you is not the way a doctor looks at a patient. It's..."

With a slight tone of voice and sharp eyes, he cleared up the confusion of the people involved: "It's the way a man looks at a woman."

"cough……!"

Feng Qianxue covered her mouth to prevent the tea from being choked, and looked at Yin Qiujun in shock and complexity, before regaining her composure after a while, twitching the corners of her mouth: "Bridge Master... this sentence shows that you have a lot of experience in battle."

"Hugh and I are talking nonsense." Yin Qiujun frowned slightly, thinking to himself that this girl is really getting older and younger, and she should be taught|taught: "That's all I said, what are you going to do?"

"I never planned what to do. Jianghu is so cruel, how much affection can be tolerated? Ruyan Guiren and Xifeng are worthy of blessing, but I have never thought of forcing it."

"It's really generous, are you sure you won't regret it?"

"It's enough for him to get out of his body, stay away from the turmoil of right and wrong, and keep everything safe and at ease?"

"You have seen it to such an extent, why run up the hanging bridge to avoid parting?"

"He seemed to be bothered by me and felt uncomfortable going there."

"It's really an old-fashioned attitude. Feng Qianxue, you can feel at ease if you trouble me."

"The owner of the bridge is not short of tea, so it's easy for me to ask for a few cups."

"Very good, as long as you remember to return the favor."

……

The bustling and bustling ferry on weekdays looks very lonely today due to the weather.

"Everyone, please come and see me off."

There was a steady drizzle outside the humble long pavilion, Huangfu Xiaochan glanced over the crowd, Lonely Que, Bo Hanbo, Mu Shaoai, Ajiu, Yu Renfeixie...all the ones who should come have come, except for that person .

"Hey, old friend, the cauldron split peak is over here, only the two of us are left. Now you have to leave, it's really sad to think about it." Bo Hanbo was probably the one who felt the deepest, shaking his head and sighing all the way.

"It's not suitable for him to stay in the rivers and lakes. It's better to leave early." Lonely Que didn't bring a flagon today, and he hooked Bo Hanbo's shoulders as a comfort.

"Lack of old people, Bo Hanbo, sick people in the remnant forest are tired, please help them to be dismissed and resettled."

"You can rest assured."

Mu Shaoai took a sip of the hookah: "Master Lin, why didn't you see Brother Ling?"

Huangfu Xiaochan said sadly: "He said he wanted to travel alone to relax, and let me leave on my own."

"Hmph, I still can't let go of my airs by this time."

"It's okay, he really needs to find a new direction quietly."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, no one mentioned the absent person. Ah Jiu looked around, still out of the situation: "Yuren, why don't you see Feng Qianxue?"

"She went out yesterday, saying that she was going to Duanji Hanging Bridge to thank the owner of the bridge for saving her life."

"Oh." Only then did Ah Jiu realize that the atmosphere was a bit weird, so she quickly shut up and stopped asking.

Huangfu Xiaochan pulled Mu Shaoai aside, and slightly lowered his volume: "Pharmacist, please hand over this letter to Qianxue for me."

"Hoo hoo, no problem. Master Lin... really left like this?"

"To send you off for thousands of miles, we have to say goodbye." Huangfu smiled and stepped on the passenger boat with a calm face: "Everyone, please go back."

The boatman untied the cable, the river was clear and the waves were turbulent. In the drizzle, the passenger ship went down the river, and the figures standing at the bow gradually faded away and turned into blurred silhouettes.

For decades, I have sighed for my life, and the rivers and lakes are raining at night.The grievances and hatred will eventually end, and this body is alone like a frightened bird.

The remnant forest and the lord of the remnant forest have finally become a part of the past in the martial arts world.

Guessing that the time to report to the Confucian School was approaching, Feng Qianxue bid farewell to Yin Qiujun, left the suspension bridge and headed for the Great Snowfield.

Before returning to Shulou Xifeng, she had to confirm the situation of the Buddha Sword.

The key of good fortune has long been handed over to Xiao, so Mu Shaoai naturally knows how to use it.

Stepping on the Crystal Snow Peak, the coldness is still there, and the snow leopard is already an adult, with soft pads stepping on the snow, silently - they have already possessed the ability to hunt on their own, and they no longer love to play with people as before. Quietly lying on the snow cliff, looking down at the territory from a high position.

The cave where Xiao lives is close in front of her eyes, and Feng Qianxue has already seen the dignified monk at the entrance of the cave.Mu Shaoai made a "silent" motion towards her with the hookah pipe horizontally, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw the young man in purple standing behind the eminent monk, and asked, "A few hours ago, there was this snowstorm. Do you want me to Watching the wind and snow together, but for several hours I have seen chaos and loneliness, and nothing else. Why is what I see different from what you see? Nothing, what is it?"

Feng Qianxue stopped walking and held her breath.

She realized that the most important lesson for Xiao was about to begin, which might completely relieve his long-standing knot.

Buddha Sword said with a calm face: "You see the wind and snow move, just like your heart, confused, confused, and puzzled. I see that the wind does not move, and the snow does not move because my heart does not move. Even if the outside world is chaotic , Be careful not to move, then everything in the world will remain unmoved, and the derivation of nothing will be possible.”

"The derivation of nothing can be penetrated without moving the mind, what is that?"

"Nothing, you can have it. Only by letting go of your feelings and knots can you get a new meaning."

"How to determine the meaning of a weapon born to kill?"

"If you have life, you have the meaning of being in this world. To live in this world, besides changing the fate, knots and habits of previous lives, there is also the meaning of being a human being."

"But... I am not a creature born according to normal principles."

"You said that you were created by the rebirth of the night."

"How can the things created by human beings be compared with the meaning of Buddhism?"

"Why not?"

"I really want to be human, but there are always too many doubts, human nature is too complicated, and people's hearts are too changeable."

"If you have a determination in your heart, nothing can be changed."

"Can I change it if I want to?"

"The life that is bestowed, from the moment you open your eyes, starts with yourself." Fojian looked at Feng Qianxue standing in the wind and snow: "She is life, and you are also life. There are joys, anger, sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death. In your heart Detaining you as a murder weapon is your heart knot. If you don't understand the knot, everything is difficult to understand."

"My heart knot..."

"Snow is one of the celestial phenomena. Human beings are one of the earth's objects. And all phenomena in the sky are formed in the form of air, and the earth nurtures all things to reconcile life and death. You are the air form produced by the sky, and you are also produced by the earth. Life, then, you are a creature of the normal cycle."

"Well... I still need to understand more."

"What has made you happy since you saw everything in the world?"

"When I first saw Feng Qianxue, when the Congealing Crystal Flower bloomed, I also saw and learned many new things with Mu Shaoai. But Ye Rebirth made me feel disgusted."

"Happiness and hatred are all yours from scratch."

Xiao suddenly showed a sudden expression: "Ah!"

"If you don't have it, you can have it; if you have it, you can get it. The mood you get, cherish the happy ones, learn to let go of the hated ones. Understand and let go step by step, then, many things will be calm and calm, and you will go to the one you choose. the way."

"I have some understanding, but I don't quite understand it."

"Choose the path you won't regret, with a firm heart and an undisturbed will."

"The road that cannot be explained?"

"Killing life to protect life, killing business is not killing people!"

"Where are you going next?"

"Looking for an old friend."

"Can we meet again later?"

A faint smile flashed across the monk's solemn face: "Xiao is also my old friend."

Shouldering the holy vessel Buddha certificate, strode out of the cave.

"Buddha sword, the road ahead is difficult, you must take care." Mu Shaoai's smiling eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

"Same for pharmacists."

"Master Buddha Sword, you might as well take a walk in the village near Pujieyan in your free time, maybe you can meet old friends." Feng Qianxue said with deep meaning, bowed and bowed to say goodbye.

"Thank you."

There is no regret in the holy practice, and the Buddha sword points out that sooner or later, you will still walk endlessly for all living beings.

After sending the Buddha sword away, Mu Shaoai turned around and glanced at Feng Qianxue: "Oh my god, are you finally willing to appear?"

"Mu Shaoai, if you continue to gossip like this, you and a lousy old man like Lonely Quepo Hanbo will really be in the same country."

"Hey, someone asked me to bring you a letter, go into the cave and read it slowly."

Mu Shaoai and Xiao sat around the fire, while Feng Qianxue opened and read letters on the other side of the cave.

The familiar handwriting was handwritten by the Lord of the Remnant Forest.

There are only a few words in black and white.

"I heard that the scenery in southern Xinjiang is beautiful and there are a lot of medicinal materials. This trip goes south, and I want to hide in the mountains. The turmoil in the rivers and lakes destroys the body and mind, and it is always cherished. No matter whether you are happy or sad, when you want to share with others, there is a hut in the mountains, with simple tea and light meals, waiting for friends to visit at any time .”

The simple and sincere words have already said all the meanings.

He has already thought through it, so what is she going to do?

Originally, she had no intention of forcing it from the very beginning.

The flowers are lingering and sad, like the pity of the king and the dark dust of sorrow; the hysterical obsession, like the lack of beauty and hatred, are no match for the cruelty of the rivers and lakes and the treachery of people. One night's turmoil, one wrong step, fragile in the turbulent waves He was vulnerable, leaving only shocking scars.

Witnessing the absurd life of the voluptuous girl Feifei since she was a child, she disapproved of the relationship between men and women from the bottom of her heart, so when she experienced it personally, she was helpless.

Huangfu Xiaochan helped her untie the knot with a few words.

I didn't want to hurt her, so I didn't run away; I didn't want to miss her, so I kept my friends.

This is the Lord of the Remnant Forest she knew.

This is actually enough, very good.

Such a good person... such a good person... meeting one in a lifetime is really enough.

There is no need for mutual support and vows of eternal love, just remembering that there is still someone watching and waiting warmly beyond the turmoil in the world, which is a great comfort.

The corners of Feng Qianxue's lips rose slightly.

Xiao looked at her through the jumping flames, and said suspiciously: "Mu Shaoai, human smiles represent joy and kindness, and tears represent sadness. Why is her face smiling, but her eyes are crying?"

Mu Shaoai exhaled a circle of smoke: "...Xiao, human emotions are very complicated, you can learn to understand them slowly in the future."

In the alien world, Qiqiao camels continue to urge purple flames to burn. On the boulder suspended in the center of the fault, a white-haired man in black tightens the magic chain, and a strong gravitational force emanates from the dark abyss, contending with the power of the demon.

Jiufu and Teng Xielang stood on the side of the fault, unable to hide their excitement.

"Only the last step."

Qiqiao looked at the abyss with her neck tilted: "But this gravitational force seems unwilling to restore your fault to its original state."

Jiu Fu smiled and said, "I trust him."

But the black-clothed demon yelled violently: "Heaven-defying evil power, how can you resist it? Drink... the evil energy of the seven demons!"

The power of the seven demons pulls up the floating three-way fault, and the nine misfortunes use the trick of "changing the sky and changing the sun" to set off the Haotian cauldron, and the holy sword and holy halberd are transformed into shimmering light energy, which flows back at the joint of the fault for a while In this place, the sky shook and the ground shook, and the magic light flourished. After the strong vibration, the evil words of magic light flowed down the ground veins, and the passage leading to the deep layer of the demon world finally appeared.

Suddenly there was a loud bang in my ears, and time and space changed dramatically. Affected by powerful evil energy, the sun and moon rose together, yin and yang converged, and in the vision of constant thunder, the red devilish energy swallowed the sky of the Central Plains!

"Hahahaha..." Jiufu let out a hearty laugh for the first time since he ascended the throne: "This is the complete alien world!"

Teng Xielang stared at the road in front of him with an unprecedented concentration of eyes.

Through this road is the territory of the ghost clan.

Jiufu can understand his mood at the moment.

"Teng Xielang, after many years of absence, it's time for you to return to your clan. Go!"

"Yes!"

The fierce wind blew past, raising Teng Xielang's red hair, and Jiu Huo stared at his back. Through this young back, he seemed to see another person - brave and good at fighting, who was once the supreme pride of the alien world.

In the darkness, the smell of fishy dampness blows, and the flames of the flame demon city gradually fade away. The city that has been sleeping for hundreds of years is bathed in the cold moonlight, and is gradually waking up.

The city gate that had been closed for a long time burst open, and Teng Xielang stood outside the city, looking up at the general holding Yinxie at the top of the city.

"I heard that you were defeated by a human woman."

"Humph."

"Is She Sheng dead?"

"Yes."

"When will you avenge him?"

"sooner or later."

Stepping into the city, the ghost soldiers who had just awakened seemed a little stiff. In the empty hall, a dark gauze curtain hung in front of the cold throne.

The handsome man wrapped in a blue satin cloak of fox fur kowtowed in the direction of the throne: "Master Fu Ying welcomes the return of the Lord."

A gust of cold wind raised layers of gauze curtains, and the hall was still empty and silent, without any response.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said again: "Master Fu Ying welcomes the Lord back to the throne."

"Is the God of War still awake?" The red-haired eldest son of the ghost king returned to the City of Morning Dew, and his steady tone could not conceal his eagerness.

"Teng Xielang." The mask concealed the man's true expression: "As you can see, the Lord has not yet awakened. Is he unwilling or unable? It's really nerve-wracking..."

Just when the two were silent, the whole city suddenly shook violently, almost knocking them to the ground.

"Military division, what's going on?!"

"Ok?"

"The wolf lord is here." The black-clothed general pushed open the heavy palace door.

The old man in the sunglasses was terribly shaken by the sudden shock, and almost bumped his head into the palace door. He stabilized his figure and cursed: "Your grandma! Huh? Zhu Wu hasn't come back yet?!"

"Exactly. Does Lord Wolf know the current situation?"

"I just went down and looked at it, and the fault seems to be a bit wrong."

"How?"

"I don't know what material Jiufu is looking for to repair the fault, but the keel of the dragon seems to be stimulated by foreign objects, the devil's energy is leaking seriously, and a bunch of foreign objects grow at the junction..."

"Master Wolf, can you explain more clearly? I'm going back to report to the Queen Mother."

"Hmm..." The little old man shook his head, and finally came to a brief conclusion: "Simply speaking, the dragon suffered from lumbar bone hyperplasia."

"..."

A military adviser and two generals in the hall looked at each other, and the old man was still full of emotion: "Oh, after so many years, you are getting old too, Molong, hahahaha... Oh, you grandma! My old waist..."

Outside the public pavilion, a group of martial arts figures surrounded Qin Jiaxian and the three of them asking questions.

"Hey, Qin Jiaxian, I heard that a page of books discussed this vision with people from Xuanzong and Wanshengyan in Yundu Mountain. Have you heard any news?"

"Yeah, it's scary. Has Brahma found a way to eliminate the vision?"

"Okay, you have to believe in one page of the book. The head of the six strings and the holy venerable will also help to find a way. Now we still have to try to figure out this situation."

"Has the head of the six strings left the customs?" Feng Qianxue pushed aside the crowd and squeezed to Qin Jiaxian's side.

"Yo, it's you. That's right, the three of them are having a meeting at Yundu Mountain."

"Um……"

The head of the six strings has left the customs, does it mean that Xuanzong is finally on the stage?

"What a terrifying sight! This is the harbinger of a catastrophe!" A stooped old man with a bronze mirror on his back, a pair of strange glasses on his face, and a red writing brush in his hand, sighed step by step.

"I'm talking about this old man, what kind of cake do you think the catastrophe is?"

"The golden crow fell to the ground, and the blood moon appeared. The beginning of the disaster is also... alas!"

The corpse man was about to refute, but was held down by Feng Qianxue: "What do you call the old gentleman?"

"The bloody hexagram is cut off."

"The old man has the ability of divination and calculation?"

"Never miscalculated."

"Listen to what Mr. said, the vision in the sky will change."

"Shortly after, one of the suns fell to the ground, and the red moon rose into the sky, blood was everywhere, and a catastrophe ensued."

"I heard you fart!"

"Believe it or not."

The weird old man walked away, Feng Qianxue said to Qin Jiaxian: "Well...Qin Jiaxian, I think what this gentleman said is worth noting."

"How can there be such a wicked way!"

"Anyway, you should pay more attention. I'm going to visit Yundu Mountain, so I'll say goodbye."

"Bye-Bye."

Feng Qianxue left the public pavilion quickly, with a plum blossom drawn between her eyebrows with cinnabar, covering up the Xuanmen cinnabar seal that appeared a few days ago.

Xu's state of mind has changed. In recent days, his internal strength has broken through, and the Xuanmen cinnabar seal on his forehead can no longer be hidden.

Xuanzong entered the world, she really couldn't stay out of it.

(End of the third volume)

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