Good news, the elder is gone

Nian Shu didn't want to retreat in this kind of place at this time. If Yu Guang noticed the spiritual power surge and found him, and he couldn't move for a while, wouldn't the master have to bother to protect himself?

But if you don't retreat at this time, after seven days, your cultivation in the early stage of becoming a god will only be a drag on the master.

He said softly: "Yu Guang is a cultivator who crosses the tribulation, how long do you think you can last under his hands with your current cultivation?"

The answer is obvious, but Nianshu is still hesitating.Liao sighed, directly forcibly controlled Nianshu's body, and told Xue Wangliu what he wanted to retreat.

Xue Wangliu originally wanted Nianshu to practice well in the past few days, so he had no objection when he saw him and asked to retreat, and he personally placed various protective formations and magic weapons in the room for him.

"You just concentrate on cultivation, don't worry about external affairs." Xue Wangliu burned the meditation sandalwood, turned around and patted Nianshu on the shoulder, "I'm here for everything, don't worry."

Nianshu frowned and wanted to say something, but Xue Wangliu took the opportunity to bend down and hold his face. The two didn't kiss, but their foreheads touched, sharing the warmth of their bodies.

The close distance made Nianshu forget his words for a while, but Xue Wangliu smiled and said: "Little master is good at cultivation, when the golden body comes out, support me, and slap Yuguang and Qingtian two old things to death with one palm to vent my anger." .”

Nian Shu originally wanted to say that this is natural, but he got out at this moment and said through his mouth: "This is natural, I must vent my anger for you."

Xue Wangliu straightened up with a smile and touched his face again, then turned and left, and closed the door for him.Only when the door made the sound of closing, did he return his body to Nianshu.

"Why?" Nian Shu asked.

After hearing Amitabha Buddha, he said: "In this world, I also want to follow my heart once."

Nian Shu felt that it was a bit strange to say this, but there seemed to be no problem. He frowned for a long time, and finally let go, sat cross-legged on the futon prepared for him by the master and began to meditate.

Turning the prayer beads a few times and reciting the scriptures a few lines, the sunlight outside the house gradually slanted on the body, and Nianshu's heart was already at peace.He closed his eyes and changed from reciting to silently. There were so many scriptures in his mind, and when he didn't know which one to read, he finally fell into meditation.

I thought that the memory of the period of crossing the catastrophe was cold and bloody death filled the blue sky, but when Nianshu opened his eyes, it was very warm and peaceful.

He has walked through green hills and streams, worn coarse linen clothes and gold thread cassocks, received courtesy from high-ranking officials and looked down on people who do not believe in gods and Buddhas, listened to Buddhist words under the eaves of temples full of incense, and waited under the eaves of thatched huts. A rain stopped.

He not only shook the hands of the dying people, wishing them well in the next life, but also stroked the foreheads of newborns and wished them peace in this world.

Seen too many people and too many things. It seems that the original loneliness has gradually faded away. Some people began to call him a holy monk and living Buddha. Some people saw him with a smile and a pious face. More and more people followed his back in this world. .

But when Nianshu looked back, they were all far away from him. No one had ever stepped forward to stand side by side. It seemed that he was still alone, and no one had ever really approached this venerable.

They praised him as a golden Buddha, but they forgot that he is also a mortal body that knows how to feel warm and cold.Nianshu lowered his eyes and turned his head to go forward, but the world in front of him suddenly turned upside down, and a man covered in blood mist stood in front of him.

Even though Nianshu had never met him, he already knew his name in his heart.The birth of the old demon Qingtian threw a huge rock into a peaceful life, causing waves to rise in an instant.

"Amitabha." Nianshu watched the old devil Qingtian attack, sighed softly, and pulled out his simple copper staff.

People always say that evil cannot prevail over good, and the final result must be that the good people win a big victory, but the road to the result is not necessarily the way for everyone to reach the destination.

Some monks he knew fell down, some monks he had taught fell asleep, and some innocent mortals turned into dust overnight. These scenes that should not have appeared, all appeared because of one person's greed.

Nianshu felt the pity in his heart and suppressed the anger in his heart, but when he saw the last person who fell down had the same face as Xue Wangliu, he roared angrily, never felt such empathy.

He didn't know if he was spying on the secret and seeing the future.

But just for a moment, he returned to the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire facing the blue sky in his memory. Behind him were eighteen golden arhats, and in front of him was the Qingming Mountain surrounded by smog and the blue sky.

After this trip, I don't know how many people will be able to return. Nianshu heard someone sigh, but he didn't want to look back, so he just stepped in and rushed to a battle that already knew the outcome.

Somewhere, it seemed that someone was sighing, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

The sun rose and the moon set for seven days in a row, fast but slow to say, some people retreated into meditation in their rooms, some people ran around looking for a glimmer of life, and some people lay on the bed and couldn't help opening and closing their eyes.

The young Jian originally thought that Yuguang would keep him locked up like this until the dust settled, and then he would give himself a break.But he is fearless in life or in death.

It's just that I lie on the bed every day and listen to Yuguang pretending to be himself, saying those fake words in his mouth, and colluding with the five immortals in Miaoyinlou, I just feel very sick.

Sleeping and waking up and sleeping all day long, she can only count the passage of time by the number of times Yuguang feeds herself medicine. The young Jane feels like a walking dead, and she can only count the days and don't know what to do.

Finally it was the day of his birthday, he heard the lively voices in the yard and woke up early, looking at the top of the bed with a numb face, not knowing what will happen after today, and not daring to think about what will happen today.

Some people came and left, some people were polite for a while, I don't know how long it took, there was a sudden cracking sound outside, the young Jane's back tensed, but soon the voice of a child sounded, blaming the sweeping disciple for not being serious enough to take the vase away. break in.

The fragments were scattered all over the floor, and Yu Guang couldn't help laughing when he saw the boy's anger, and comforted him softly: "It's just a vase, why be so angry."

"But you have always liked this vase." The little boy squatted on the ground to help pick up the fragments, and muttered, "After all, it is a gift from Immortal Yuguang. You have always cherished it. It is a pity that it is so broken."

When the disciple heard that it was actually a gift from Immortal Yuguang, his face became even more panicked, and he apologized repeatedly to Yuguang, hoping that the owner of the pavilion would not punish himself too much for this.

"If it's broken, it's broken. Anyway, people are gone, so what's the use of keeping the vase." Yu Guang made a hand gesture, gathered all the fragments on the ground together, and said softly, "Just deal with this place. "

He smiled at the disciple: "Don't worry about it."

The bell outside the house rang several times, and the little boy looked at Yu Guang and reminded: "Master, it's almost time, you should change your clothes and go to the front hall."

Yu Guang nodded, and gave a few more instructions to pay attention to. After the little boy and the disciples who cleaned the room left, he released the restriction on the inner room and walked in.

As soon as he walked around the screen, he saw the young Jane looking at him.Yu Guang paused, then walked over with a smile and said, "I woke up earlier today than before."

The young Jane's throat was blocked and she couldn't speak, she just looked at him without blinking her eyes.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Yu Guang walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to remove most of the restraints on him, and said softly, "I haven't told you a happy birthday yet."

The young Jane still didn't speak. Although she looked at the person in front of her with both eyes, she caught a glimpse of two pearls rolling in behind Yu Guang from the corner of her eyes. Now they had rolled to a corner and stayed still.

He blinked, and deliberately snorted: "Thank you, you still remember that today is my birthday."

"Of course I remember, how could I forget." Yu Guang lifted the quilt to help him up, and said in a good mood: "Today you should be happy, don't act unhappy."

The young Jane didn't even look at him: "Then you teach me how to be happy in this situation."

These days, Yuguang has long been used to the young Jane's attitude, and when he heard him say this, he just raised his eyebrows, and took out a new dress for him to change into.

But Qingtian was still dissatisfied, and cursed the young Jane in his heart for not knowing how to praise him, and said bitterly: "If I say that this kind of person should suffer, after suffering enough, he will naturally understand when to say something."

"He is not a soft-boned person who can change his nature after suffering. Such a scholar has a tougher waist than ordinary people." Yuguang said lazily, and gently pulled out the young Jane's hair that was caught between the clothes to make him feel more comfortable. .

After helping people change clothes, Yuguang stood up and began to tidy himself up. He took off the cassock that young Jane loved the most and threw it aside, and picked out a dress of the same color as young Jane from the cabinet and changed it on.

The young Jane leaned on the bed and looked at him, but she caught a glimpse of the pearl in the corner rolling towards him, so he coughed, looked at Yu Guang and asked, "What exactly do you want to do today?"

"Nothing." Yu Guang put on his clothes and turned to smile at him, "It's just that you haven't celebrated your birthday in these years, so I just want to make fun for you."

The young Jane looked at him coldly: "I heard what you mean, but I want to thank you."

"Between you and me, why bother to thank you? It's too far-fetched." Yu Guang fastened his belt and said softly, "I have prepared a birthday present for you."

"No need." The young Jane glanced at the pearl that had rolled into the gap between the pedals and said coldly: "I am nothing, and I am worthy of Yuguang Xianjun to prepare a gift for me..."

He fixedly looked at Yuguang, and sneered: "But I don't know what Xianjun can prepare for me. I'm afraid it's not a coffin. Send me on the road after today."

Yu Guang's face turned cold, and a blood mist suddenly appeared around his body.Seeing him walking towards her, the young Jane suddenly blushed, coughed heart-piercingly, and fell off the bed directly from her upper body.

There was a deep pain in his unhealed hand propped on the ground, but he didn't care about it so much. Under the cover of the wide sleeve, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the two pearls hidden in the gap in his hand.

The young Jane wanted to hide it in his sleeve, but the pearl in his hand melted into his body as soon as it became hot, and spiritual power poured in for a moment, and the pain on his body eased a lot.

Yuguang rushed forward to help him up, looked at the young Jane's red face and teary eyes, and quickly reached out to pat his back to let him breathe. Seeing that the young Jane wanted to avoid his hand, Yuguang was annoyed for a while , scolded him a few words.

When the young Jane stopped coughing, Yuguang stopped scolding, and went outside to fetch medicine for him with a cold face.Just as the hem of his clothes disappeared at the door, the young Jianjian heard a familiar voice in his ear.

"Brother Nian, how are you doing these days?" Xue Wangliu said with a smile, "It's your birthday today, let me congratulate you on your birthday first."

The author says:

Xue Wangliu: Happy birthday, please make a wish.

Young Jane: Yuguang dies.

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