I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Amidst the fluttering blood, many pictures flew past before my eyes, those specious pasts, those unwillingness and powerlessness that lingered in my heart, like him, but not like him.

Somehow, when he was doing many things, he didn't seem to know the reason at all, but there was an inexplicable force that drove him to do so.

His desire is getting bigger and bigger, and the resentment that he can't get his wish is getting deeper and deeper, but at this moment, He Zizhuo suddenly can't figure out whether this is what he wants most in his heart.

What is the thing that a person looks forward to and desires the most?If you get it, will you be really happy?

Whether it is the Buddha or He Zizhuo, whether it is for the common people or fame and fortune, they all want to get rid of Zong Wuxin completely, but in fact, he is not a person who will disappear after the end of his life. He is greedy and delusional. , It is resentment, it is persistence.

In this world, everyone can become Zong Wuxin.

He Zizhuo became obsessed with demons in order to get rid of demons. At the moment when the seal was about to be completed, he lost his mind all his life, and even if he unintentionally released the remaining power after the seven calamities, he immediately took advantage of the momentum and attached himself to it like a seed waiting to grow. It fell on He Zizhuo.

When the heart demon of the Buddha's sage broke out, at the same time the catastrophe came and the west changed, He Zizhuo came to the neighborhood in order to understand the power of Jiaxuan and Mingqi's love catastrophe.

Under the call of Zong Wuxin's power in his body, the heart demon of the Buddha attached to He Zizhuo's body, silently affecting his consciousness and spiritual consciousness, and urgently needed the chance of rebirth.

The horse in the gap, the fire in the stone, and the body in the dream, it seems that this life is just a misty phantom. When you can't get it, you resent, but if you get it, are you really satisfied?

Who is he busy with?

He Zizhuo suddenly raised his hands and hugged his head, and let out a loud cry.

Seeing him staggering, Shu Lingjia was about to take advantage of the situation to give chase, but Jing Feitong felt a warning sign in his heart, and shouted: "Xiao Jia, slow down!"

He threw himself into the blue clouds, stepped on the long wind, his robe billowed, and he stretched out his arms to shine the sword. The sword light bloomed like a stack of flowers, and the sword in his left hand was sharply drawn. Countless nightmares were instantly turned into clouds of smoke under the strangulation of Jing Feitong's double spiritual power.

With a flick of his long sword, Jing Feitong passed through the smoke and landed beside Shu Lingjia.

At this time, a black flame ignited on He Zizhuo's long sword. In the sudden flash of sword light, the flame suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames, and vast magic breath gushed out from it, towards Shu Lingjiahe Jing Feitong's whole body wrapped around him, making the meridians all over his body feel like acupuncture in an instant.

Jing Feitong gave Shu Lingjia a hand, and the two of them rolled back at the same time. With a wave of his sleeves, tens of thousands of spiritual lights burst out, slightly suppressing the fire in front of the two of them.

Shu Lingjia saw a nightmare rushing up from behind Jing Feitong, and with a low chirp, the sword light surged, cutting it into a bloody light in mid-air. Immediately, Shu Lingjia made a wrong step and spun Standing still, he raised his head inadvertently, and just saw the sky on the west side.

Startled, he grabbed Jing Feitong's arm and said, "Senior brother, look quickly!"

Jing Feitong took two steps back to protect him first, then turned his head to look, and saw that in the sky on the west side, smoke clouds piled up one after another, which seemed to faintly outline the appearance of the Xitian Lingshan that had never collapsed back then.

Such a familiar scene has not been seen for hundreds of years. At that moment, this mirage-like illusion made both Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia hold their breath.

But that scene is very unstable, the smoke and clouds gather and disperse suddenly, fluctuating endlessly.

At the same time, Jing Feitong felt a hot spot on his chest, touched it with his backhand, and found that it was the Buddha bone that he had been keeping in his arms all this time.

The Buddha bone broke free from his palm, and seemed to be going with it, Jing Feitong closed his palms and held it in his palm, frowning slightly.

Jiaxuan was busy arranging the formation at first, but at this time the flames were raging, worried about his youngest son, and after a few ups and downs, he suppressed the flames with a palm, and immediately came to them, grabbing Shu Lingjia's shoulder: "No injury Bar?"

"No."

Shu Lingjia saw the ethereal Lingshan Mountain, but He Zizhuo was nowhere to be seen. He was anxious and said, "He Zizhuo just went into that mountain, didn't he?"

Just as Jing Feitong said, "He doesn't seem to be going there", Jiaxuan on the other end said in astonishment, "What mountain?"

——Except for Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong, the others couldn't see that scene at all.

I saw the changing clouds, gathering and dispersing, which also made the spiritual mountain behind me clear for a while, like looking at flowers in the fog, without knowing the truth or falsehood.

Jing Feitong didn't take his hand off the hilt for a moment, looked around cautiously, and said, "He's not someone who would run away so easily, be careful."

Jiaxuan sneered and said, "It's a trick of pretending to be a ghost!"

With a movement of his wrist, his figure turned into a phantom, and the magic breath soared into the sky, immediately suppressing the surrounding fire.

At the same time, Jing Feitong had already seen the figure of Youdao flashing out of it, so it was undoubtedly He Zizhuo.

He had been prepared for a long time, and immediately swept several feet away, but in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the opponent, and the sword light under his hand pierced straight through like a Bailian Changhong.

Jing Feitong finally caught the target, and only heard a "ding", his sword was held up by another long sword, where the swords collided, a silver glow first lit up, and then it expanded and grew bigger , burst into a huge group of bright light, almost as dazzling as a light.

At the moment Jing Feitong fought with the opponent, Shu Lingjia took advantage of the situation and went around He Zizhuo's back, ready to capture him in one fell swoop.

However, at this moment, the clouds flowing around the Lingshan Mountain behind them had gathered into a vortex, and He Zizhuo leaned back, and the whole person fell into the vortex.

At the same time, he grabbed Shu Lingjia's wrist and dragged him down.

Jing Feitong and Jiaxuan were shocked at the same time, they jumped in together without even thinking about it.

But this place seems to only recognize Xitian disciples, when Jing Feitong entered, it was unimpeded, but Jiaxuan felt an invisible resistance and pushed him out.

He spun around and stood firm with flick of his sleeves, only in time to hear Jing Feitong say: "Don't worry..." His figure also disappeared behind a cloud.

Still unwilling to give up, Jiaxuan went up to scatter the cloud with his palm, but there was nothing behind, there was no trace of the Lingshan that Shu Lingjia had mentioned.

At this time, Ming Qi also rushed up quickly, seeing that Shu Lingjia was missing, her eyes turned red with anxiety, she turned around and punched Jia Xuan.

Jiaxuan didn't hide, was hit by her, turned around and hugged Ming Qi and said: "Don't worry, as long as we complete the big formation, we can cut at least half of his strength, Jia'er and Palace Master Jing can handle it."

Ming Qi regained her composure and knew that she was too impatient just now, so she grabbed Jia Xuan's hand and said, "Let's go."

When Shu Lingjia just fell into the vortex, he could still feel He Zizhuo tugging at his wrist.It was pitch black on all sides, and the surrounding airflow was constantly swirling, making it difficult to see and stand still.

At this moment, they are no longer a pair of master and apprentice, but simply enemies of life and death. It is a very dangerous thing to coexist in this situation.

Shu Lingjia clenched his fist and pulled the arm held by He Zizhuo towards him. At the same time, the other hand was like a knife and slashed at He Zizhuo's right shoulder, forcing him to let go.

Facing Shu Lingjia's attack, He Zizhuo didn't dodge, but instead pulled Shu Lingjia's wrist by one side of his body, pulled him up and threw him out.

Shu Lingjia's feet were off the ground, and he was in the air. He took a deep breath, half-arched his whole body, and turned over in the air. Instead, he used this force to rush towards He Zizhuo, stretching out his two fingers, and poked him directly. binocular.

The eyes are the most difficult part of the human body to protect. The way of poking the eyes with a finger can be said to be indiscriminate in normal times. Most monks value their status and will never use this trick in a fight.

But in such a situation, Shu Lingjia was not so moral when he was facing He Zizhuo.Although this trick was sinister, it was very effective. He Zizhuo had to raise his head to avoid it, and at the same time loosened his grip on Shu Lingjia's wrist.

Shu Lingjia immediately took advantage of the situation to shake him off, turned around and took two steps back, then turned his elbow and punched him hard behind him.

As soon as He Zizhuo's figure appeared behind Shu Lingjia, he saw an elbow from him, immediately raised his hand to block it, pushed Shu Lingjia forward, jumped up with his legs, and swept towards his face .

Shu Lingjia bent over while turning around, and pressed He Zizhuo's leg, reducing his strength a little. Force to dispel the oncoming situation.

The two of them knew each other very well, a series of exchange of moves was like a storm, as fast as lightning, there was no skill at all, the focus was on reaction speed and adaptability.

After Shu Lingjia was kicked out by He Zizhuo, even though he was blocked in the middle, he still felt a sharp pain in his waist. He knew that he was not He Zizhuo's opponent, so he had already pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and was concentrating on waiting for the next round They fought each other, but felt that their feet were empty, and the whole person was already on the ground.

The wind whirling around him suddenly disappeared, even He Zizhuo disappeared.

When Shu Lingjia was dragged in by He Zizhuo just now, she clearly saw the West Heaven Spirit Mountain in front of her, but when she looked around, she found that the environment here was very strange, as if she had never seen it before.

It should be early autumn, but here it is windy and snowy. The trees with long-lost leaves on both sides are covered with icicles, and the cold air has been soaked to the bone.

Shu Lingjia took a step forward, leaving a small plum blossom-shaped footprint on the ground, only then realized that he had turned into a little fox at some point, and he couldn't change back.

He faintly felt that this space was not right, but there seemed to be no other way at present, he could only look forward.

His size was too small, and he was pure white, almost completely buried in the snowdrift, so he couldn't even see it.But the heavy snow on the top of the head was still falling one after another, so Shu Lingjia had to shake his hair vigorously after walking a few steps, so as not to be crushed by the snowflakes accumulated on his body.

But even so, the fur on his body was still drenched quickly, and it was even more chilling when he was blown by the wind.

Shu Lingjia couldn't help shivering, thinking about why there was such a scene in front of him as he walked.

If this is an illusion designed by He Zizhuo, then it should be to find the most fearful and unwilling weakness in his heart, but it can't be afraid of the cold, right?

But...it was really cold and wet.

Shu Lingjia remembered that it was a rainy day when he parted from his parents. Ming Qi hid him in the grass by the side of the road, and it was also a rainy day when he was picked up by He Zizhuo. wind and rain.

Regardless of whether he is afraid of the cold or not, it is true that Shu Lingjia hates this damp and cold feeling.

Whenever he encounters such weather when he goes out, he will always finish his work as quickly as possible and leave, return to the warm and dry room to dry his hair, and then lie down by the fire to roast, lying on the bed It is the happiest thing to be on a dry and fluffy little cushion.

Shu Lingjia felt that if this place was really an illusion, there must be some key to the solution that he hadn't discovered yet, but he turned every direction, but there was nothing but whiteness everywhere.

Shu Lingjia stopped and stood blankly for a moment, her tail dragging on the snow, not even in the mood to shake it.

The surroundings were silent, gloomy, and lonely, with no hope in sight, and the snowflakes soon covered his body with a thin layer, almost forming an ice shell.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a cluster of flames lit up in front of him.

Shu Lingjia immediately ran towards that direction, and found that Jiaxuan and Mingqi were standing there, holding lamps in their hands, as if they were waiting for him.

Seeing these two figures, Shu Lingjia immediately felt warm in his heart, quickly shook off the snowflakes and icicles on his hair, and ran towards them slowly.

The snow was so deep that when he was running, he had to jump high and then fall down, stepping on small pits in the snow, and it was almost there, so that he could break into the warm halo, Everything in front of me suddenly disappeared.

The flames in the parents and the ice and snow turned into darkness again in a blink of an eye.

Shu Lingjia suddenly lost her direction and stopped suddenly.

But at this time, the lights behind him lit up again, this time it was a cluster of blazing bonfires, and behind the bonfires sat a man in white clothes, flicking the flames with a branch in his hand.

Intuition told Shu Lingjia that this person should be able to show him the way, so he walked over, this time walking a little cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the figure in front of him and making him disappear.

Fortunately, as he got closer and closer, the man did not leave, he raised his head, Shu Lingjia saw his face clearly, and found that it was He Zizhuo.

He suddenly woke up and stopped cautiously, but He Zizhuo had already stood up and stabbed at Shu Lingjia with his sword.

He smiled and asked, "You still want to fight with me, where is your sword?"

Shu Lingjia vaguely remembered that his sword seemed to be broken, and the sword spirit was gone.

He Zizhuo smiled at him with a sword in his hand, he turned around suddenly, rushed into the snowstorm again, and ran forward.

Shu Lingjia didn't know where he could go, he just wanted to get as far away from that person as possible, but while running, someone on the side of the road called him "Xiaojia".

It's... Jing Feitong.

Jing Feitong waved: "Xiaojia? Come here."

Shu Lingjia stopped, raised her head, and stared at him blankly, Jing Feitong smiled at Shu Lingjia, the smile was as gentle as ever.

Shu Lingjia whispered: "I'm... afraid of losing you."

Following his words, Jing Feitong's figure faded away like a faded ink painting, and everything in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Shu Lingjia was alone, leaning against a stone in a meadow, the surrounding leaves rustled softly, and the sunlight was like pale gold.

All the wind, frost, ice and snow turned into the word "fear", and the coldness sank into the bottom of my heart, making my chest swell with pressure.

He came from a prominent background and a noble status, but his life experience was bizarre.Since he was born, he has been loved and loved by thousands of people, and the love and strength of his parents seem to have turned into an indestructible barrier, isolating him from all the darkness and treachery in the world.

Then Jiaxuan and Mingqi realized that the catastrophe was inevitable, so they never saw him again, and sent him to the West Paradise, which was another paradise isolated from the world, where the people were innocent and pure, and the master was very tolerant and tolerant to him, senior brother It is even more caring, and I can't wait to dig out my heart and lungs.

He first came to know the perfection and beauty in the world, but after that turmoil, he also got to know the use, deceit, ambition, greed... In an attempt to subvert the pure kindness in his heart, tell him that the beauty you have seen before is all illusion.

It seems that throughout his life, the only constant is that he is always lost.

So even now that relatives and friends are reunited, with their true love by their side, Shu Lingjia always has the fear of separation and betrayal deep in her heart.

He wants to hold everything firmly in his hands, and wants to protect the people around him... Is this a weakness?

If you can't let go of your obsessions, you will become a demon, but if a person has no obsessions, no unwillingness, no worries, and no desire to lose, how can he be a human being?

There is no demon in the world, everything is a demon.They will never be able to control people's hearts, so is it possible that the nightmare will never be eradicated from the world?

No, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

Shu Lingjia stood up on the ground, turned over suddenly and jumped up, and touched his waist with his backhand. Fortunately, the saber hanging there was still there this time.

But at this moment, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind, hugged him tightly in his arms, with such great strength that Shu Lingjia almost staggered.

He turned his head: "Brother?"

Jing Feitong hugged him forcefully, then let go: "Yes."

Shu Lingjia said: "You came in after me?"

Jing Feitong nodded, but Shu Lingjia thought his pale face was frightening, thought for a while, and asked, "What did you see just now?"

Jing Feitong said: "It's nothing, it's not important."

Shu Lingjia wanted to ask again, but he had already changed the subject, pointing to the surroundings and said, "Did you find out? This is really the spiritual mountain before it collapsed. This is wrong, we have to—"

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed above the two of them, holding a huge heavy sword, and slashed at Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong!

When the sword came down, even the surrounding area, which was still very calm just now, set off a howling hurricane, and the breath of magic hit the face, making people suffocated.

"Zheng!"

Jing Feitong raised his hand and put his sword on the rack, and he forcibly took the blow. At the same time, he was forced to take several steps back, flying from a piece of green grass to the weeping willow by the lake.

At the same time, Shu Lingjia leaped up, and almost turned into a phantom with his sword and sword, the cold light pierced through the air, and slashed towards the opponent!

The sword energy shattered the flying flowers and green willows, Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong attacked and defended, and the collision of three huge forces made the surrounding fields roar.

Immediately, the three of them backed away respectively, stabilizing their figures, and then they saw clearly that standing opposite Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong was the Western Heaven Buddha in cassock.