Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

A ball, or a strand of black mist suddenly popped out.

Mozun doesn't understand.

If he were a human being, he would know what to do most now, whether comforting or being speechless, it would be better than patting Xie Chenshan on the shoulder abruptly at this moment.

At that moment, the Buddha's slender hair, which had never shown any sharpness to the Demon Lord, subconsciously turned into a stick, breaking off the tentacle that was about to approach.

Xie Chenshan turned around suddenly, and unconsciously took half a step back.

The demon is not in pain.

The tentacles, the black mist, whatever you want to call them, are part of him, and he doesn't feel pain at all.

He swallowed the overflowing black mist, rolled his eyeballs mechanically, and observed Xie Chenshan from a very subtle angle.

That sounds a little strange, as if... the skin is just a skin after all, covered with human skin, wrapped under this layer of human skin, it is still a fierce beast and monster, and its wet and sticky eyes are tightly glued to Buddha Xiu's body .

The line of sight is like an entity, which cannot be ignored.

Xie Chenshan noticed that Mozun's eyes seemed to be temporarily stained with a layer of black.

But for a moment, the terrifying throbbing that seemed to step through the ancient darkness affected Xie Chenshan and Mozun at the same time!

Xie Chenshan's face was pale, and he covered his body with a sleeve robe with one hand, and he had already appeared on Fox Mountain.

Just that weird rhythm...

He resisted the urge to look down at his stomach.

The Mozun didn't chase after him.

He stood at the foot of Fox Mountain, raised his neck stiffly, his eyes were extremely empty.

Xie Chenshan was right.

No matter how, how touching the words Mozun said just now.

He doesn't understand!

Xie Chenshan met the bloody eyes of the Demon Venerable, and with his hands behind his back, he had already made a gesture, and said very calmly: "What does the Demon Venerable want to do?"

The Mozun tilted his head.

In this way, from the cold moment just now, he seemed to be alive again.

This movement is the latest he has learned.

"bump."

He spits out the word.

Xie Chenshan stared at Mozun for a moment, then said calmly: "No need, those are old things." He seemed to have casually rejected Mozun's kindness.

Between the words, there seems to be no pain.

"This was the first thing I dealt with after going down the mountain. Those monsters all died in my hands. I'm afraid I won't be able to be a sensible ghost in the next life."

This is not a lie.

Once the revenge is avenged, the cause and effect will naturally dissipate.Whether it was forced or concealed, the past has been covered up in the waves of the world of mortals for a hundred years.

It doesn't make much sense to open it again.

"Is the Demon Lord satisfied with my answer?"

They were far apart, but their voices were as close as if they were at hand.

Mozun, sucked and changed his face.

From the handsome appearance before, he suddenly changed into the ordinary scholar appearance before.

The devilish energy scattered all over his body, and suddenly turned into an invisible black mist.The inexplicable coercion came to the demon world in an instant, as if a heavy hammer hit the sky above the demon world, wanton and arrogant, to the extreme——

Then the entire demon clan in the demon world knew that the Demon Lord had stepped into the demon world.

Xie Chenshan looked at the sky that had darkened for a moment, and knew well that the Mozun probably didn't know where to look for food now.

Rustling.

A long cry.

"Grandpa, who is he?"

"... Keep your voice down, Demon Lord's little lover?"

"Not good-looking, ugly."

"really."

Xie Chenshan: ...

He heard it.

With the heavy pressure away, the demon foxes dared to come out to test one or two.

Xie Chenshan's aura is restrained, and his spiritual sense only thinks that he is a human race with a low cultivation base.

Fox demons love beauty, Xie Chenshan's current face, they don't like it.

"Why did the Demon Lord run away?"

"Bold, is that called running? It's running away in anger."

"Grandpa, what did you overhear when you went out just now? How can you say that you ran away in anger?"

"How dare I come forward to listen? Grandpa is dying? It's just that he saw Mozun reaching out to touch his little love, and his hand was suddenly cut off by his little love..."

"Why did grandpa call that Human Race Xiaoqing'er, so ugly, with a low level of cultivation, Mozun really likes it?"

Xie Chenshan, who was ugly and low-cultivated, smiled.

"Think about it, with Demon Lord's indomitable cultivation, if it weren't for Xiaoqinger, how could he have his hand cut off suddenly? And he ran away because of this indifference?"

"Grandpa, are you telling the truth?"

"I'm lying to you, I'm the grandson of a turtle, you will be my grandfather! The most important thing for us fox demons is to know people's hearts, maybe listen to grandpa..."

Fox Mountain suddenly had a strong wind.

A few red foxes looked at the ugly monster under their eyes and smiled, and walked around twisting a string of beads.

Step by step, stepping down into the void.

Idle as if walking in your own courtyard, natural and casual.

The red fox demon unconsciously tightened its fur, bent down and growled lowly.

The closer you get, the more you can hear the sound.

They could even hear the ugly monster smiling and muttering to himself: "The fur of this fox demon is really good... If you think about it, even if you take it off to make a cloak, it would be very suitable."

Demon Fox:?

The tail straightened up immediately!

...

When Mozun came back, he was carrying a heavy smell of blood on his body.

Xie Chenshan didn't ask him what he was doing.

Under his feet, lay a dozen or so comatose red fox demons, lying on their backs in disorder, without the dignity of the demon clan.

Bloody eyes looked away, perhaps already full, but did not make a move.

In fact, the fox demon was wrong.

Mozun is not angry.

Xie Chenshan also knew that he was not angry.

They were just cleverly avoiding what neither of them wanted to say.

In fact, Xie Chenshan did not directly answer the real question of the Mozun, and the Mozun... It seemed that he didn't want Xie Chenshan to ask about the abnormality at that moment.

As for the stupid foxes at the foot of Xiechen Mountain...

He has been eroded by bad luck for more than ten years and hasn't even noticed it yet. He doesn't move the mountains, and doesn't ask for help. If he comes a little later, when the bad luck takes hold, this stretch of land will probably be completely swallowed up.

The fox demon is the first to bear the brunt.

"End, go?"

Mozun said.

He spoke slowly and slowly, but his actions were always decisive.

Xie Chenshan tilted his head and thought about it.

Yes.

Mozun's movement was actually learned from him.

"At the beginning, I invited Mozun to go to the world with me to appreciate the differences between humans and demons. Then Mozun asked me to teach you how to be a human being. Now Mozun has already understood seven or eight points. I am afraid of the rest. It doesn't teach anything."

The strange moment just now seemed to remind Xie Chenshan of something, and a sense of alienation rushed over his face.

Laughing a lot, the world will think that Xie Chenshan is really a gentle and amiable character, like the legend is like a Buddha's bone and Buddha's heart.

But there is always a coolness in his bones, hiding alienation and sharpness.

"Do not."

Mozun said slowly.

He wants to drive him away.

The red eyes deepened.

"Mozun, not yet, man."

Xie Chenshan clasped his hands in front of his body, and said calmly: "The Demon Venerable, to what extent do you think you can really be a human?"

He keenly noticed a few dejected tentacles hanging down from behind the Demon Venerable, whose roots were like black mist... After so long, Xie Chenshan still couldn't find out the Demon Venerable's origin.

This kind of ability to change shape at will, and even turn into mist at any time, is really unheard of.

"People are the most important thing, what is it?"

The tentacles behind the Mozun raised up.

"What is the most different between humans and monsters?"

Xie Chenshan found it funny.

It was clearly him who came to ask the Demon Lord, so why did it turn out that the Demon Lord came to ask him.

"This is not the relationship between humans and demons. What's more, what's so good about learning from humans?"

The human heart is like purgatory, and the most vicious people can even be more vicious than demons.

The wicked know no race.

Xie Chenshan sighed.

He paced up and down.

"In Mozun's eyes, there is never any trace of anything else. Looking at flowers, grass, sky, monsters, demons, Meng Xia, Gongsun Baili... You are indeed looking, but you are not looking. "

So Xie Chenshan knew that no matter how many years or thousands of years Mozun had studied, even if he chewed on the words containing emotions, no matter how many and dense, it would all be in vain.

Everything and everything cannot enter the eyes of the Demon Lord, and cannot leave any traces.

In other words, now a figure of Xie Chenshan is barely squeezed in, even though he doesn't know what to do, it's not enough.

Although the monsters prey on the weak and the strong, they still have feelings for each other.

Just like the dozen or so members of the red fox family pulled out gourds and brought out mud, even though they knew they were no match for him, but after hitting the young ones came the big ones, and after hitting the big ones came the old ones... because it is family.

As with demons, so with demons.

But the demon king is not.

He is empty.

Through his blood eyes, Xie Chenshan couldn't see anything.

Or rather, he only saw his own reflection.

Touching his stomach with the hands in his sleeves, Xie Chenshan heard himself say: "Mozun follow me to Xixinzong."

If Mozun is really obsessed with this, then there may be something in Xixinzong that can come in handy.

...

To go to Xixinzong, the Danyang Sect is passed by on the way.

These two sects both practice side ways, one uses the heart to prove the way, and the other uses pills to practice, so the relationship is pretty good.

Zhao Kesong's child has been practicing in the Danyang School for a year.

Xie Chenshan remembered Zhao's mother's earnest look at that time, so he took a walk along the way.

However, people from the Danyang faction told Xie Chenshan that Zhao Kesong was taken down the mountain by his senior brother to practice as early as a month ago.

Xie Chenshan stood outside the mountain gate and said with a smile: "You mean, a child who has just practiced for less than a year was taken down the mountain to practice?"

His fingers gathered in his cuffs deduced unhurriedly.

He looked calm and relaxed, as if he was really just curious.

For some reason, the disciples of the Danyang sect did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the Buddhist cultivator in front of him, and said with a smile: "You don't know, Zhao is talented and intelligent, and he is quite favored, which is why he is seen by Mo as he grows up. Sophisticated..."

Xie Chenshan interrupted him without haste.

"Anituofo, it turns out that the Danyang Sect is the one who neglected my sending."

His words not only rang in the ears of this disciple, but also fluttered in the sky of the entire Danyang Sect.

The Danyang faction disciple didn't know why he said this, his face froze suddenly.

The place where the Danyang faction landed is the ancient fairy mansion, although it only has a square inch of land, it has already benefited endlessly.Immortal sounds are faint, clouds and mists are curling up, and there is the fragrance of elixir in the breath, which is the smell lingering in Danxiu's bone marrow.

An old voice came from behind countless peaks: "Master Wudeng..."

Xie Chenshan seemed to know what he wanted to say, tilted his head and laughed.

"No need."

he said.

"You have sent villains. After the poor monk catches them, he will naturally deal with them for you."

Xie Chenshan took a step back.

"So, I will take my leave."

He spoke quickly, and his figure disappeared quickly.In an instant, Foxiu wiped away his figure together with the indifferent man standing behind him.

A big hand came out from mid-air, trying to grab Wudeng but failed.

How amazing is the escapism technique without lights, it can come and go without a trace!

Elder Mo Zhihe of the Danyang faction opened his eyes suddenly, stood up from the futon immediately, and was about to chase out the door, but was blocked by the old voice just now: "Elder Mo, if you want to chase Wudeng... you might as well Let's go see the life lamp first."

There was a insightful sigh in his voice.

The personal disciples or biological children of various sects and sects are naturally highly valued, and their souls all fall on the life lamps in the sect, which are sealed off by layers of attics and assigned to guard them.

Once the life lamp goes out, that person has fallen.

As the old voice fell, Mo Zhihe's face changed drastically, and he teleported to the place where the sect's life lamp was placed.

Seeing that it was Mo Zhihe, the gatekeeper disciple hastily opened the hidden room of the life lamp.

With a livid face, Mo Zhihe strode across countless bean-sized life lamps and walked straight inside.

Seeing that the life lamp marked "Mo Liuchuan" was still on, he was relieved.

You still have time.

Before that breath came out, Mo Liuchuan's life lamp flickered twice suddenly.

The wick struggled and trembled as if being tormented by a destructive force.

Mo Zhihe's breath suddenly choked in his heart.

The next moment, the life lamp suddenly went out.

"Chuan'er—"

The disciples of the Danyang School behind him also shouted: "Uncle Master, Junior Brother Zhao's life lamp has also been extinguished!"

Mo Zhihe turned around abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the life lamp that belonged only to Zhao Kesong among the countless lights, he was horrified.

This is only a short time, so Wudeng has already found the traces of Zhao Kesong and Mo Liuchuan? !

How did he erase Zhao Kesong's connection with Mingdeng? !

The ecstatic voice of his only son Mo Liuchuan a month ago rang in Mo Zhihe's ears.

He threw himself eagerly under his father's knees, crying and laughing, and said, "Aye, Aye, I'm saved, I'm saved! Uncle Liu's young disciple, that one named Zhao Kesong, is the furnace cauldron, the perfect one!" The furnace physique!

"He can help me, he can help me break through the decades of unimproved cultivation, Aye, Aye, you have pity on me, you help me, you help..."

What was he doing back then?

By the way, he held his only son's hand and asked in a deep voice, "How do you know?"

Mo Liuchuan wiped his tears: "Our brothers and sisters gathered together to eat wine, and several new disciples were also there. The fairy servant brought the Forgetting Soul Wine by mistake and drank them to the point of intoxication. Junior brother Zhao said drunken words after drinking." , I heard it..."

Mo Liuchuan's talent is not enough, and he has been stuck in the Jindan stage for 89 years.

If he can't go any further, Mo Zhihe can only watch helplessly as his only son crosses the lifespan of the golden core period, and the white-haired man gives the black-haired man away.

A furnace...

Mo Zhihe's eyes dimmed.

Although it was sent without a lamp, the person's whereabouts are erratic, and he may not pass by for decades. Maybe... people's hearts are biased, and their hearts are fleshy.

Even if they shouldn't, even if they have to risk offending Wudeng, but my family, naturally, only love my family.

...

And in the unknown far away.

When the Mozun watched Xie Chenshan crush the hands and feet of a white-faced man with no expression on his face, and even smashed his bones and blood, he suddenly remembered what Xie Chenshan said in the demon world.

When people become bad, they are more vicious than monsters.