Good news, the elder is gone

Lei Jie split the bamboo forest into an open space, and the wind blowing seemed to contain the smell of thunder and lightning. Xue Wangliu's consciousness spread silently and covered the bamboo forest, but stopped at the border of Lei Jie, not wanting to disturb Nian special.

"Auntie." Sensing Xue Wangliu's approach, Yi Mingye came out from the dark, cupped his hands at him and asked, "Did Auntie find out just now?"

Xue Wangliu: "Your Uncle Nian may be in the inner room of the study, but the door has been restricted and guarded by formations and magic weapons. It's not appropriate to do it now."

"However, what happened today seems too coincidental to others, and it's already a shock." Yi Mingye frowned, "I'm afraid he might have noticed something and did something to Uncle Nian."

Xue Wangliu laughed: "If it was before, it might be considered a coincidence, but since the thunder disaster, there have been several thunder disasters one after another these days, and I don't know who is going through the disaster after the thunder disaster. ,no need to worry."

Ming Ye paused, still feeling that something was wrong, but seeing her aunt's calm and confident appearance, she gradually calmed down, and said with a smile: "Auntie is right, Ming Ye is a little confused."

Xue Wangliu smiled, looked at the lightning in front of him, clenched and loosened his hands behind his back, he couldn't help but said: "Ming Ye, I remember that the thunder calamity when you turned into a god was not so big."

"Indeed it's not that big." Ming Ye looked at the white dragon tearing apart the sky, frowned and said, "If I had been like the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation back then, I'm afraid it would have been a disaster."

He paused in his heart, thought for a while and then asked: "Auntie, why is Junior Brother Nianshu so much stronger than ordinary people in Lei Jie?"

"He is just destined." Xue Wangliu laughed, "You don't think that I really taught him the magic technique of absorbing other people's spiritual power for his own use, and he was punished by the heavens, so that's why Lei Jie is so powerful?"

Yi Mingye shook his head again and again: "Of course not, Mingye would never dare to think so!"

Xue Wangliu was silent with a smile, Ding Hong got out of his hair when seeing this, landed on his shoulder, rubbed Xue Wangliu's face, and chirped twice.

Xue Wangliu rubbed Ding Hong's face with his fingers, lowered his eyes and suddenly called Yi Mingye: "Mingye, do you know why I didn't teach you the inner strength of the master?"

Yi Mingye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, but my aunt always has her own reasons for doing things, and she won't harm me."

"It's true that I don't want to harm you." Xue Wangliu looked up at Lei Jie in front of him, and said softly: "According to the tradition of Huahan Sect, as a disciple of the previous suzerain Yuguang Xianjun, you have the ability to practice the inner strength of the sect master, which is impermanence. The right of Sun Moon Gong."

Yi Mingye nodded and said: "Mingye knows that when Elder Yue was around, he once told me that I should practice the inner strength of the head of the Huahan Sect, instead of learning the exercises that my aunt found for me."

"He told you these things?" Xue Wangliu frowned, and sneered: "Then he should take the opportunity to scold me a few words, right? But it's not surprising, from his point of view, I am indeed strange. Ming Ye You don't need to blame him, it's very rare for him to be willing to stay in the Huahan sect when your master ancestor and master had accidents one after another."

Yi Mingye said softly: "Mingye only listened to Elder Yue, and didn't say a word."

Xue Wangliu smiled: "I don't teach you the inner strength of the head of the sect, because the impermanent sun and moon art can absorb the spiritual power of monks who also practice this art for their own use. Leap into a famous school."

Yi Mingye was stunned, and frowned: "Isn't this the same as evil work?"

"It's an evil skill." Xue Wangliu said softly, "I only found out after practicing this skill, so I don't want you brothers and sisters to be contaminated with such things, so I found another more suitable skill for you."

Listening to Xue Wangliu's words, Yi Mingye suddenly remembered that someone once said that his aunt's cultivation had broken through one after another in just half a month. He was terrified, his lips moved and was about to speak, but Xue Wangliu took a step ahead.

He looked at Yi Mingye: "It's just what you think. More than 300 years ago, I absorbed the spiritual power of your deceased master and master ancestor for my own use. Only then did my cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, and I became the youngest man in the world." Mahayana monk."

All the shock of Yi Mingye in front of him was expected by Xue Wangliu. He kept a smile on his face and gave the child enough time to digest before continuing: "But I used it this time, there is no second time. .”

"Auntie..." Yi Mingye looked at Xue Wangliu and didn't know what to say for a long time. What he heard just now seemed to be louder than the thunder above his head now.

He was silent for a while, and then said: "Auntie doesn't need to explain so much to me, no matter what Auntie wants to do, Mingye will always be on Auntie's side."

Xue Wangliu smiled: "Of course I have to explain it to you."

He took two steps forward, reached out and patted Yi Mingye's shoulder: "You are the next suzerain of Huahan Sect, you should know these things. After this matter is over, I still have many things to tell You, tell the next Huahan Sect master later, this is called inheritance."

Yi Mingye responded, looked at Xue Wangliu with some doubts and said, "Actually, Mingye never understood why my aunt didn't become the suzerain of Huahan Sect."

"I don't like it and I don't want to." Xue Wangliu looked at him, "And I made a promise to your ancestor that I will not seek the position of suzerain in this life."

Seeing that Yi Mingye's face changed again, Xue Wangliu didn't want to tell him what the Taoist withered tree said before he died, so he said, "Where's the wooden toad that you kept close to me before?"

"Here." Yi Mingye reached into his bosom to grope for a while, and took out a wooden toad tightly bound by a spell, looked at Xue Wangliu and asked, "Auntie, do you want to use it now?"

"No, just put it close to your body and don't let anyone see it." Xue Wangliu said softly: "This thing may be of great use in the future."

Yi Mingye stared at the wooden toad in his hand for a moment, then put it back next to his body.He hesitated to speak, but in the end he still didn't ask anything.

But when he saw Xue Wangliu was looking in the direction of Lei Jie, he said softly: "Auntie, this thunder disaster may last a whole day, why don't we find a place to sit down and rest first."

"No, just wait here." Xue Wangliu touched the feathers on Ding Hong's body, and said softly: "Just now, the Sun Moon Library sent three signals to call everyone in the library to gather and evacuate, and no one else knew you were there. , only the young Jian Xu Jiqing and that little boy know..."

He glanced at Yi Mingye and said with a smile, "Young Jane hasn't come to see you these two days."

"Yes, Uncle Nian would come to see me every day, but he didn't come over these two days." Yi Mingye paused for a moment and understood Xue Wangliu's meaning, and immediately said: "I guess that boy didn't remind me , this Uncle Nian doesn’t know either.”

Xue Wangliu said softly: "It's fine if you keep forgetting it, but if someone suddenly reminds you of it, he must have come to see you."

Yi Mingye frowned: "Then I talk as usual, right?"

"You can do whatever you want on weekdays, don't need to think about it." Xue Wangliu patted him on the shoulder, "Now you can wear this disguise and go to the place where they gather, so that he won't look for you later."

"What about aunt?" Yi Mingye asked.

Xue Wangliu: "Your junior brother crosses the robbery, I have to guard here, you go."

Aunt's decision has never been changed by anyone. Seeing this, Yi Mingye bowed his hands towards Xue Wangliu, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked: "What if this uncle asks me why I came?" ?”

"Then tell him that you are only here because the anniversary of Master's death is approaching, and you should pay homage to Uncle Nian." Xue Wangliu thought for a while, and then added: "Remember to say that you came secretly without telling others, because My aunt doesn't like dealing with uncles of the same year."

"Yes." Yi Mingye replied, then turned and left.

Seeing him walking far away, Xue Wangliu sighed, and softly said to Ding Hong who was on his shoulder: "Ding Hong, did you explain that Ye guessed it was Yuguang?"

"I don't know." Ding Hong shook her head, "He's grown up now, unlike when he used to have everything written on his face."

Xue Wangliu laughed: "It's good to grow up, I have to grow up before I can hand over Huahanzong to him."

He turned around and looked at the center where the lightning gathered, feeling the impact of thunder and calamity spiritual pressure one after another, and murmured: "I hope Ming Ye will grow up faster, but I hope Nianshu will grow up slower. Ding Hong, what do you say?" Does that count as partiality?"

Ding Hong chirped twice and said softly, "Don't think too much."

Xue Wangliu didn't speak, just stared at the center of the lightning without blinking.

In fact, it's not that he thinks too much, it's just that the higher Nianshu's cultivation level is recently, the more Xue Wangliu looks at him and thinks of Master Congtian and Dong Langjun, and Nianshu's soul that has not yet returned.

The eight sufferings of reincarnation need to go through eight sufferings. Last time, I said that there is only one suffering left, but I didn't say which suffering.But if he didn't say it, Xue Wangliu understood now.

It's just that I don't know how Nianshu is going to break through this time, and after breaking through, is it a miss again.

He climbed up to the high place step by step, looking at the center where the lightning was extinguished, he couldn't guess what Nianshu was thinking now.

Nian Shu twisted the golden flower with his hands and thought that he would enter meditation soon, but this time only Lei Jie's chopping and beating tempered him. When it passed like this, he felt that dark feeling again.

Finally settled down, Nianshu slowly opened his eyes, but this time he was no longer seeing the memories and fantasies of the past. He returned to the Golden Buddha Hall he hadn't seen for a long time, and there was the one exactly like himself sitting in front of him.

Only this time, he was wearing a linen monk's robe, and only the string of emerald beads hung around his neck to show his identity.And those crowns and cassocks that were originally worn on him are now on him, which makes Nianshu feel a lot of discomfort.

"Amitabha." Liao looked at ease, smiled at him, turned the beads in his hand and asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Nian Shu paused and said, "I'm looking at you, or maybe I'm looking at myself."

Liao put his hands together, very satisfied with his answer, and said softly: "You have changed a lot these days."

"Before I was worried and hesitant because of Master, now I don't have to worry about my natural state of mind." Nianshu also showed a faint smile, "It's just that when there is no one, I will occasionally forget my identity as Nianshu, thinking that I am still a high tower of Bodhi Sect. The lone monk above needs to look at the master more."

Startled for a moment, he was silent for a while before saying: "Now that your energy channels are complete, you only need to wait for your soul to return to its place, and that's when your eyes will see light again."

"Now that I have reached Huashen, according to the previous rules, now you should return to me the memories after the tribulation period." Nianshu looked at the blurred face in front of him, and said softly: "But it seems that you have not Have this idea."

Liao: "It's not the time yet."

"When will it arrive?" Nian Shu asked.

He smiled: "The Eight Sufferings of Reincarnation, do you know which Eight Sufferings it is?"

"Naturally, life, old age, sickness and death, not getting what you want, parting from love, suffering from resentment and hatred, and the five aggregates weaving together the eight sufferings." Nian Shu said for a while, and suddenly realized something.

He fell silent, then said briefly: "When the last suffering is over, the eight sufferings will be experienced, and the golden body will become a golden body, and then the merits and virtues will be consummated."

"What kind of suffering is it?" Nian Shu asked.

Liao opened his eyes and looked at him: "Why bother to ask?"

Nian Shu didn't say a word, but he sighed and said, "If you love to leave, how can you leave if you don't love? Nian Shu, ten thousand years ago, Master Tian couldn't see through it, but now you can see through it?"

Nianshu looked at him for a long time without saying a word, and the two looked at each other for a long time, Nianshu slowly closed his eyes and folded his hands together, obviously he should recite Amitabha, but he didn't feel enlightened, only sighed.

"Wonderful Willow..."

Xue Wangliu, who had been waiting for a day, was sitting on a tree listening to Lei Fengfeng and was in a daze when he suddenly felt someone calling him. He turned his head to look at the center of the thunder disaster, but saw a gap in the cloud, and a ray of sunlight fell on the sky. on one person.

The thunderstorm is over.

The author says:

Yi Mingye: I ate a big melon and I'm still digesting it.

Nian Shu: In the matter of embarrassing myself, Liao is indeed Nanbowan.