Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

Xie Chenshan watched the peaceful appearance in Kangping City.

He said: "Demon Venerable doesn't plan to go back to Demon Realm to have a look?"

Since it is said that there are problems everywhere, the Demon Realm is naturally among them.

Demon Venerable said: "It's irrelevant, it's important. Breeding is only short-lived and won't last long."

Xie Chenshan raised his eyebrows, as if curious, but casually: "Only in the Demon Realm?"

"Only in Demon Realm."

Demon Venerable said slowly: "I have lived for a long time, and the breath is still there. I will, slowly, be attuned." After the attunement, it all turned into the breath left by Demon Venerable.

It's just that before that, the bad luck that hasn't been wiped away will still have an impact on the surroundings.

Xie Chenshan chuckled.

Since the Demon Venerable doesn't care, why should he care?

The matter of Kangping City was settled.

Xie Chenshan also had a rough estimate of the situation. If it is so serious, he can completely refine it if he completely abandons Xie Chenshan's flesh and blood.Even if it takes a long time, it can still be eradicated in the end.

The problem is that even if Xie Chen Mountain is so peculiar, it is really not infinite.

If the world is full of bad luck, even if he is split into countless pieces, it will be too late.

But when Xie Chenshan was recuperating in Kangping City for a short time, Huaguang Temple gave him a talisman.

The abbot, the abbot, hoped that he could go back.

Xie Chenshan looked at the cold-faced monster sitting on the table.

If he brought Mozun to Huaguang Temple, would Master be so angry that he wanted to chase and kill him?

However, Zhao Kesong, who is still practicing hard, should be very popular, after all, the abbot abbot likes good children.

Xie Chenshan was about to speak, but Mozun had already met his eyes.

"You want to go back?"

Xie Chenshan looked down at Fu Yin.

Without changing his face, he said: "Yes, the master asked me to go back. I don't know if the Demon Lord will go back with me, or it will be the same as before?"

Mozun said: "Go."

On the way back, Zhao Kesong said worriedly: "Master, have all those bad lucks been resolved?" He has experienced it himself, so he naturally knows the danger of this bad luck.

Xie Chenshan said: "Don't treat the sect of cultivating immortals as fools, since such a big thing happened. No matter what the reason is, the raging bad luck must be eradicated before we have the time to talk about other things." Guangsi is dealing with it, but it does not mean that it is only their responsibility.

This is something that everyone in the world of cultivating immortals should take care of.

Zhao Kesong breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried.

"If the regeneration speed is so fast in the future, wouldn't that mean that many people are on the way to deal with it? Then everyone is busy with this matter, and they must not have the leisure to practice as before."

The young man's soliloquy really hit the point.

This ebbs and flows, this ebbs and flows...

Where is it?

...

In front of the gate of Huaguang Temple, there is a big monk sitting.

The great monk was sitting leisurely, with an unusually laid-back appearance, and a few fruits were falling on the hanging robes. In addition to the sunny weather and the clear sky, it was really a bit irritating.

He was talking to the thick pillar beside him, and his smiling face was amiable: "If you want me to say, there is nothing in this world that makes people more happy than wine. Drink it in one gulp, what troubles?" They're all gone. Baixiang, would you like to have some too?"

A wine gourd hit him on the head.

The great monk let out a ouch, covered his forehead, and looked up to see which grandson was making such trouble when he didn't even notice?

Looking at it at a glance: "Haha, it turns out to be Uncle Wudeng."

He Chen had a haha ​​and didn't dare to say anything more.

He can't beat this one.

"You came back so fast, the abbot was still thinking about you a few days ago." The monk stood up quickly, and stuffed the wine gourd into his sleeve without any trace.

He said that some time ago, he only went to Shanghe City and lost his wine gourd. It seems that the only person who can do this after thinking about it is the uncle.

"Steal it again?"

Xie Chenshan said lightly.

He Chen chuckled and said: "That's not true, Master Uncle don't want to wrong me, this time I was ordered by the abbot to wait here." His eyes turned to the two figures behind Master Uncle.

"The temple does not accept outside visitors for the time being, please wait at the foot of the mountain for the time being, these two friends of my uncle."

Xie Chenshan raised his eyebrows.

Over the years, it has never been heard that Huaguang Temple does not accept foreign guests.

"The visitor is a guest, so it will damage your reputation if you shut him out like this." Xie Chenshan patted Hechen on the shoulder and said casually, "I'll go talk to Master."

His light pat on the shoulder was enough to make half of the great monk's body go numb.

Hechen wants to cry but has no tears.

The uncle wanted to talk to the abbot, so he went to talk to the abbot, why do you have to do this to him?

He was still waiting for this matter to be over, so he secretly went to the nearby market to buy some drinks and drinks. Now that this happened, he had to resolve the dark energy here for a long time!

hateful.

The great monk couldn't help but glanced at the silent man standing behind.

Compared with the white and clean young man next to him who looked like a white chicken, the great monk obviously had his eyes on him from the very beginning.

Thinking back when Uncle Shi said they were friends, He Chen should have paid more attention, but he didn't think at that time that it would be easy to become so-called friends with someone like Uncle Shi?

He grinned and watched them enter the mountain gate, and decided to continue guarding the mountain gate during this time.

When he thought of the possible battle that would happen later, he wished he could disappear now.

The master-student friendship between the abbot, the abbot, and the master-uncle is really weird and awkward.

...

Zhao Kesong soon felt the same sentiment as the great monk.

From the blocking at the gate just now, he more or less knew that Huaguang Temple seemed to already know the identity and existence of the Demon Lord.Therefore, on the way up the mountain, he was a little apprehensive, and he didn't even pay attention to the scene along the way.

Then they saw a child in a monk's robe in front of the mountain gate.

The child was only five or six years old, and looked exquisite and cute.The monk robe he was wearing was a bit complicated and heavy, which was different from the one worn by the master, but for some reason it gave him a sense of time.

that kid...

Zhao Kesong hadn't expressed the confusion in his heart when he saw the child appear in front of them in the blink of an eye, and then the figure of the master disappeared.

So fast!

He couldn't even see how they moved.

If it wasn't for the movement of Mozun raising his head, he wouldn't even know where to look.

The strange thing is that what he thought earlier was that the Demon Lord had a conflict with the people in the temple, but he never expected that it would be the master who had a fight with his own family!

This……

Xie Chenshan slapped it out with his palm, and felt as if he was slapping on cotton. If he felt something in his heart, he stepped back on the floating clouds for a distance of tens of miles, turned around and met the little abbot's face.

Their movements are as graceful as immortals, and there seems to be a misty fairy air in their gestures.

"Are you so mad at me just because of an outsider?"

The little monk said resentfully.

Xie Chenshan said calmly: "Master doesn't really want to do this. If he really wants to stop him, then it is impossible to send Hechen."

The great monk Hechen sneezed inexplicably at the foot of the mountain.

The little abbot smiled like a peach blossom.

"Good student said well, come again."

With a flash of white light, it flew straight towards Xie Chenshan.

The beating on the top was like a fascination, but it was a bit embarrassing to stand one person and one devil standing underneath.

Zhao Kesong's cultivation was such that he couldn't see clearly what was going on above, but if he didn't continue to watch, he would have to stand awkwardly with Mo Zun underneath.

Since he knew the identity of the Demon Lord, he has never been alone with the Demon Lord.

How uncomfortable.

Zhao Kesong moved aside.

The Mozun's gaze fell on him abruptly.

Zhao Kesong, even the owl standing on Zhao Kesong's shoulders were furious.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Zhao Kesong heard the monster in front of him say this.

I don't know why, but every time he heard Mozun speak, he felt that the voice was weird.

It was as if the original language was not something he could hear, but it was forcibly twisted into a language he could accept with some force.

This was the first time Mozun spoke to him.

They had been on the road together for so long, and they had been in the same room countless times during this period, but the demon king never took the initiative to talk to him.

The Mozun seemed to only have Master Wudeng in his eyes.

"Afraid, afraid of a ghost!"

Zhao Kesong forcibly emboldened himself, he didn't like monsters at all.

But it was the most vicious thing he could have said for a boy who had been raised politely and thoughtfully.

"Don't think that you can eat a few more mouthfuls of his flesh and blood by staying with the master all the time. The master is very vigilant against you monsters in his heart!"

The demon showed a stiff smile.

"I know."

Xie Chenshan seems to be an old-fashioned and warm-hearted person, but in reality he is not.

Although in the world of cultivating immortals, he seems to treat the three races equally.But after all, whether you like it or not, you can still feel it.

Mozun thought.

He hates monsters.

But he doesn't hate him.

Just thinking about it made my chest feel sore and numb.

What is this feeling?

A tentacle emerged.

When Zhao Kesong saw the tentacle, he moved to the side in fright.

This is one of the reasons why he is afraid.

Losers do not lose.

Although Zhao Kesong was really scared, he definitely couldn't say that on the face.

However, he knew very well in his heart that the inhumanity displayed by this monster all the time was enough to make people fearful.He had also seen those monsters raging in the Zhao family. They were not human, but when they took human form, they didn't have such a strong feeling as if piercing the heart.

Especially those tentacles that can come out anytime and anywhere...

Zhao Kesong couldn't imagine how Master Wudeng endured all this.

He was in deep thought when he suddenly heard the sound of piercing through the air.

He froze.

Immediately, I saw the tentacle cut open the monster's chest like a sharp blade, splitting the dark and scarlet inside.He covered his mouth, and at the same time caught the fallen owl.

He almost threw up the moment he saw it.

Not gagging.

It was an inexplicable and uncontrollable feeling of dizziness and nausea, as if the body was spontaneously protesting that it was unacceptable.

Zhao Kesong wanted to close his five senses at that moment.

He suppressed his nausea and looked over, but didn't find anything there.

Empty.

Apart from the intertwining of scarlet and gray and black, there is no other color, as if the gap is only filled by these two.

That is……

That mysterious and strange feeling was suddenly broken.

Zhao Kesong felt something in his heart, and suddenly looked up to the sky, there was no one there.

Looking at the ground again, the delicate and lovely little monk has been carried by Xie Chenshan and walked over.

Zhao Kesong was in a daze.

Just now they were fighting like a raging fire, and now they hugged him.

"Master, this little novice is..."

Xie Chenshan said calmly: "My master, the abbot of Huaguang Temple."

Zhao Kesong:?

The bald-headed abbot looked at Zhao Kesong with a smile, looked him up and down, nodded and said, "Not bad, he's a good seed. It's a pity to be taught by Wudeng, and the Hehuan faction will probably hate him to death."

Zhao Kesong was startled, but in just a moment, the little monk had already seen through the secrets of his body.

Xie Chenshan said helplessly: "Master, don't tease the children."

While he was talking, he went to see the Demon Lord.

Just now Xie Chenshan sensed a strange movement, just now he stopped fighting with his master and fell to the ground.

When Xie Chenshan saw the treacherous scene, he remained calm as if it was just a trivial matter.

He casually stuffed the little bald head into Zhao Kesong's arms, then walked up to Mozun's body, casually stretched out his hand, and pulled out the tentacle that was still stuck on his chest. The wound was wiped in one place.

Just like countless times before, the open injury was nothing to Mozun, and it was easily wiped out by Xie Chenshan's behavior.

"Mozun, people don't open their chests so easily."

Xie Chenshan said calmly: "I will die."

Mozun lowered his head in a daze, looked at the healed gap for a moment, and then said: "Oh."

Xie Chenshan added: "At this time, it would be more appropriate to say 'I know'."

So, Mozun said: "Mozun, I got it."

Behind them, Zhao Kesong hugged the little abbot and stared blankly at their interaction.

The abbot, the abbot, was not dissatisfied with being changed. On the contrary, he poked the head of the owl who was crowded next to him, and said with a faint smile, "You silly boy, what are you doubting?"

Zhao Kesong lowered his head blankly, looking at the child in his arms.

His thin chest heaved several times before he said aggrievedly: "Huaguang Temple, isn't it a place to subjugate demons?"

Why does the relationship between the master and that monster seem to be getting better and better?

Why did the abbot fight with Master Wudeng when he came in, but no one paid attention to the monster that shouldn't be here?

The little bald man smiled even more heartily.

"Child, you want to say that if a monster has set foot in such a clean and precious place, it should be eradicated to eliminate its troubles, right?"

Zhao Kesong always felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

So he nodded awkwardly.

"But why do you want to do this?"

The little abbot sat on Zhao Kesong's arm and said with a smile.

Zhao Kesong was stunned.

Next to his ears was the tender voice of the little abbot. It was only at this time that Zhao Kesong could hear the vicissitudes and stability in it, which was completely different from his age.

"There are a total of 250 monks in this temple, of which 28 are my disciples. In addition to the lack of lights, there are twelve other monks who travel around all the year round, taking care of the bad luck of the three clans."

Zhao Kesong asked involuntarily: "Then the remaining fifteen..."

"Let them go." The little abbot said, "They are willing to do it, it is their will. But it is not necessary for them to do it. There is no one thing in this world, if there is, it is unfair."

Zhao Kesong couldn't help shaking his head, and argued: "But there will always be some things, maybe only one person, maybe only a certain type of people can do it. How can you say that such a big task is unfair?"

This should be an honor.

The little abbot said indifferently: "The rise and fall of the world only depends on one person, and the well-being of the world can be gained by sacrificing one person. It seems that it is the best. But what if that person is not willing?"

His voice seemed to be talking to Zhao Kesong, but it seemed to fall from the sky.

"The great responsibility can fall on him, but people naturally have unwilling choices."

Zhao Kesong felt that the little abbot's eyes were astonishingly bright, as if he wanted to see into his heart.

"Master."

It was still Xie Chenshan's words that broke the stalemate, and said calmly: "We have spent a lot of time here, if we don't go back, Master Mingde may think that something happened."

The little bald head couldn't help but frown when he thought of Mingde's broken virtue.

"Go back."

He flicked his sleeves, accepted the preaching, and said lazily.

...

The abbot said he wanted Xie Chenshan to come back, but in fact it was not for anything else, but for the little trouble he was carrying.

It's just that although he expected it, when he saw Xie Chenshan bring back a big trouble, the little abbot couldn't help but teach Xie Chenshan a lesson.

No matter how prestigious and famous Xie Chenshan is outside, in this Huaguang Temple, he is simply the abbot's apprentice.

It has always been a matter of course for a master to educate his disciples.

Xie Chenshan was so deflated that Hechen couldn't help but come from the foot of the mountain to watch the joke, and then Xie Chenshan exposed his thirteen serious crimes of stealing wine recently in front of Mingde's uncle.

Mingde is in charge of the precepts in the temple, seniority is important, virtue is good, cultivation is high, and it is not light to strike.

It was Hechen's turn to be chased up and down by Uncle Mingde.

Huaguang Temple has always been very quiet, and once in a while, it is considered lively.

Zhao Kesong was led by several older senior brothers to take a bath and rest, and he came out after rubbing for a while, feeling alive.

The owl also landed on his head arrogantly, and when its claws grasped tightly, it almost took off a layer of scalp from him.

Shocked, Zhao Kesong quickly scooped up the owl.

Brother Foxiu looked at the owl and said with a smile, "It's rare to have such a close owl. If he can be enlightened, it will be good to be by his side in the future."

Enlightened enlightenment, that is a demon cultivator.

The monster was originally Zhao Kesong's sore foot, and his expression faded when he said this.

It's just that he was also a little curious, and couldn't help but asked, "Why doesn't the temple seem to reject monsters so much?" Although the abbot had just educated him, Zhao Kesong's confusion was actually very simple.

He just doesn't understand.

"You want to ask why monsters can set foot in the temple." The senior brother said with a smile, his face was very kind, "Before you came in just now, did you not pay attention to it, in fact, there is a stone pillar at the foot of the mountain?"

After all, Zhao Kesong is already at the foundation-building stage, and coupled with the tempering in the illusion before, he is faintly about to break through the foundation-building stage.

Embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, the body has been continuously tempered by spiritual energy, and it is clearer than ordinary mortals.

Even if he didn't observe it carefully, what he saw and heard has already fallen into his heart.

Just dig it out again.

"Indeed there is."

Zhao Kesong recalled that behind the Great Monk Hechen, there was indeed such a carved stone pillar.

It looks thick and tall, but somehow it doesn't give people a sense of oppression.It just landed at the mountain gate so quietly, but it could easily be ignored.

"It looks ordinary like a stone pillar, but in fact, there is an ancient white elephant in it. I can't say his age clearly, but there is a commandment in the temple, as long as the white elephant does not stop him, he can set foot in the temple man. No matter what race he is, no matter who he is."

Since the Demon Lord was able to walk in, no matter whether his cultivation base surpassed that of the white elephant or the white elephant did not stop him, it was in compliance with the precepts of the temple.

The senior brother straightened the young man's clothes, and said with a smile: "There are only monk robes in the temple, so you can just wear them. Fortunately, there are a few disciples who are about the same size as you recently, so they won't be too short."

In this room, Zhao Kesong was accepting the explanation ignorantly, while in that room, Xie Chenshan had already arrived at his room with Mozun.

Sneaking sights along the way are not rare.

Xie Chenshan didn't stop them either, but when he passed them, he said casually: "Come look for me in two days, so that you can have a trial. I haven't seen you for some days. I don't know if your homework has fallen behind." .”

As soon as he said this, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Everyone is afraid of being beaten.

Even Buddhism is no exception.

Uncle Wudeng struck too hard, it hurts.

Xie Chenshan brought Mozun into the door, and the meditation room was still clean, just like when he left.

"They're just curious."

Thank you Chen Shandao.

Mozun didn't seem to care about this matter, he took a slow look at the furnishings in the room and said after a while: "Yes, the breath of Xie Chenshan."

Xie Chenshan smiled: "Naturally, this is my residence."

He asked Mozun to sit here first, and then told the little monk in the temple not to come near unless necessary.After repeated instructions like this, he just went to see the abbot.

Even if he is the abbot, the meditation room he lives in is no different from that of ordinary monks.At most, there are two more residences next to it where many files are placed, which looks a little dignified.

"Master."

This time, Xie Chenshan was treated seriously.

"Sit down."

The futon slipped in front of Xie Chenshan, and he sat down without hesitation.Then he talked to the person on the left: "Brother has already returned."

The middle-aged monk said with a smile, "It's two days earlier than you."

The little abbot sat on the table, looked at his two apprentices and said unhurriedly: "You two have been walking outside recently, how is the situation?"

Dao Chen's face turned serious.

"My disciples think that the situation seems to be much worse than before. Not only is the speed of bad luck breeding faster, but the scope of its influence is also larger than before.

"Normally speaking, if there are treasures to resist the bad luck born by small stocks, they can also kill each other and gradually dissipate.

"But the role of treasures is not very useful now, it seems that bad luck is more difficult than before."

The little abbot's face was serious, and he nodded upon hearing this.

After Dao Chen finished speaking, Xie Chenshan continued: "Among the three cities that I have dealt with, the situation in Kangping City is the most serious. If I do my best, I can eradicate it, but after that, I will need to rest for half a month. "

In the past, this was not needed.

"Neither in Kangping City nor in the other two places have there been any treasures born, that is to say, this bad luck was formed naturally." Xie Chenshan said, "Now that all places have been basically eradicated, we can continue to deal with it now. But if it continues to intensify, maybe it will.”

The little abbot seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, even after hearing these words, his expression remained unchanged, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "I heard that you have caused a big incident in the Xixin sect."

The topic changed suddenly.

Xie Chenshan was not in a hurry, as if what he was talking about was not his own business at all: "Master's words have wronged me, it is a big incident caused by the Xixin Sect."

Although it was indeed caused by his sudden breakthrough in the mirror world, but the Xinxin faction did not take adequate countermeasures from the very beginning, making people think that it was actually intentional indulgence.

"good."

The little abbot actually affirmed Xie Chenshan's conjecture.

"Those old immortals of the Xinxin Sect are the best at deduction. If such a big event happens to Guanxinjing, even if it cannot be changed, they will definitely be fully prepared. It is impossible to let a headmaster and an elder suffer this rashly. Seriously injured." He said indifferently, "It was just used."

Xie Chenshan clapped his hands and smiled.

"That's right."

Dao'an said interestingly: "Even Daemon Venerable dare to use it?"

Xie Chenshan shook his head.

"In this calculation, there must be no figure of the Demon Lord. No matter whether they expected such a change in advance, Bai Shu and Bai Zhaobo are really almost dying. No matter how dangerous the strategy is, it is impossible to sacrifice them here."

So Mozun is an accident on the chessboard.

"Since we're talking about Demon Lord..." the little abbot dragged his voice slowly, and his eyes fell on Xie Chenshan involuntarily, "It's been more than a year, and there is no light, what do you think?"

Dao'an also said: "In the Wanjian Sect, is there a suitable countermeasure?"

Xie Chenshan frowned, and said gently: "Thank you, master and brother, for your concern. I already know what it is."

At some point, the little abbot's face became completely silent, his delicate face was as calm as an old well.If Zhao Kesong saw the current abbot and abbot, he would no longer think that he was just a child.

The little bald man in the abbot's cassock said indifferently: "Have you already decided?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Chenshan smiled and shook his head.

Dao'an laughed in surprise: "It's rare to see a time when you can't make up your mind." Xie Chenshan has always had a temperament of making up his mind, but there is almost no such hesitation.

Xie Chenshan said: "Senior Brother thinks highly of me, isn't Junior Brother also a human being?"

The abbot, the abbot, looked at him helplessly, and said in a tender, tender voice, "If you weren't a human being, I could just chop you up with one palm right now, saving so much trouble."

Xie Chenshan laughed loudly.

When he left, Daoan was still in the meditation room.

Dao'an said lightly: "Wudeng seems to have some memory for Mozun."

Xie Chenshan was almost single-handedly brought up by Dao Chen, and his grasp of Xie Chenshan's emotions was almost never wrong.He seemed to be a little worried, so he couldn't help but say these words: "Master, you need me..."

The little monk wearing the abbot Kasso shook his head.

He raised his hand to touch his bald head, and said indifferently: "Daoan, do you remember the first thing I teach every disciple?"

Dao'an clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said, "All choices are available, just do whatever you want."

The little monk jumped down from the table, walked up to Dao'an with short legs, raised his hand and touched Dao'an's forehead, just like taking care of Dao'an when he was still a little girl, and said calmly: "Anyone No one can make choices for others, no matter what Wudeng wants to do and how to do it, it is his idea. Let him go."

Daochen sighed.

"It is the disciple who has fallen into confusion."

...

In the first few days of returning to the temple without lights, the Huaguang Temple was really lively.

Xie Chenshan oppressed and selected all the nephews at the bottom, and it wasn't until this time that Zhao Kesong felt that the master was really gentle to him before.

Hearing the continuous screams in the distance, he couldn't help closing his eyes.

The senior brother next to him said softly, "Don't worry, Uncle Wudeng can only be so strict with those nephews who are lazy. Junior brother Zhao is so serious and hardworking, he won't be specially taught by the uncle."

Zhao Kesong grinned, feeling that he still couldn't get rid of this idea in the short term.

only……

He couldn't help but look over the eaves.

There was a monster sitting silently there.

The Mozun seemed to only have Xiechenshan in his eyes, and after entering the temple, he followed quietly around Xiechenshan as before.

Zhao Kesong couldn't understand what kind of obsession this was. After all, if he just followed like this, what good would it do for the Demon Lord?

When Xie Chenshan came out after training the group of nephews, Mo Zun lightly fell from the eaves and fell behind Xie Chenshan.

If repeated, ten days have passed.

When Xie Chenshan returned to the meditation room to rest, Mozun also sat down opposite him.

Xie Chenshan said unhurriedly: "How does Mozun feel towards my brothers and nephews these days?"

When Mozun was asked this question, he blinked a little ignorantly, with some incomprehensible look in his blood eyes, and said after a while: "Delicious, not so delicious."

Good rating.

Xie Chenshan thought with a smile on his face, if a few temper-tempered nephews knew that the monster in front of them was not known to be a demon king, they would probably go into a rage and fight like thunder.

After all, even in Buddhist practice, there are also those who practice the method of wrathful vajra face.

"Then what does the Demon Lord think of Zhao Kesong?"

Who is Zhao Kesong referring to? Mozun still has some impressions.

He said bluntly, "No, you can eat it."

Xie Chenshan raised his eyebrows, he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking: "Demon Venerable treats others by dividing what can be eaten and what can't be eaten?"

Mozun seemed to feel that Xie Chenshan's statement was wrong, so he shook his head stiffly.

He stretched out a cold and pale finger, pointing at Xie Chenshan.

Then pointed out.

Even Xie Chenshan couldn't help being slightly stunned.

The division of Demon Lord is very clear.

What he divides is not what can be eaten, and what cannot be eaten.

It is Xiechen Mountain, and something other than Xiechen Mountain.

Xie Chenshan briefly swept away those unreasonable suspicions and calculations, and his cold voice softened.

That's it.

he thinks.

Apart from calculations and guesses, he also has the purest things that he simply wants to know.

"The devil still remembers me?"

Xie Chenshan didn't believe Mozun said that he was happy at the beginning.

But if he is a ruthless person, how can Xie Chenshan completely ignore all kinds of affection, whether it is admiration or intimacy?Even if Mozun is really unintentional, he does have some emotions.

But if it wasn't for the cause and effect of the past, Xie Chenshan would not be easily moved now.

Xie Chenshan's short words somehow hit the Demon Lord, making him forget that people's speed is not so fast, the sudden lifting of the head almost broke the spine, and a stiff smile appeared on the handsome and pale face.

"Mozun, remember, taste."

The monster's eyes were like blood oozing, revealing a cold pleasure.

Yes, that smell.

The memory almost engraved on the bones is a taste that cannot be erased no matter how many times it is twisted.

Xie Chenshan let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

After a few breaths, he got up and walked in front of the demon king.

The demon looked at him straight.

Even if Xie Chenshan is trying to kill him now, he probably won't move at all, just looking at him like that.

Xie Chenshan really misses and really likes that silly little monster.

But when he was verified in the mind-observing mirror, and even knew that the little monster was alive and well, the weirdness in it came to mind again.

The demon king's birth is indeed strange, and his existence is even more detached from the world, and there is no difference.

Xie Chenshan stretched out a hand tentatively, but was tightly held by the monster.

is the devil.

It is also a fierce thing.

However, now that the tightly clenched wrists are pressed together, the warmth and coldness permeate each other, Xie Chenshan only thinks it is a bit weird and cute.

Mozun is indeed not human.

I really don't understand.

But Xie Chenshan found the reason he didn't understand.

"Since I fed your flesh and heart at the beginning, it is enough to purify your bad luck and demonic will." Xie Chenshan said softly, otherwise when he woke up, the room would not be full of faint Buddha-scented petals. Like this?"

His words were more like talking to himself, not really asking Mozun.

The pale and stiff monster understood what he said, and made two strange thuds in its throat, as if there were some mouthparts or strange beeps rubbing against one place.The two tentacles ran out at some point, rubbed them nervously, and carefully rested on Xie Chenshan's wrist.

So Xie Chenshan's hands were clasped with three hands at the same time.

If Mozun's two tentacles can be considered as hands.

Xie Chenshan said expressionlessly: "This bad habit still needs to be changed." What's the matter with the third and fourth hands that sneak out anytime and anywhere?

The two tentacles snapped back again.

The demon king squeezed out words that humans could understand from his chest or throat, and his mysterious and wonderful voice echoed in the meditation room.

"I want to stay, but the crack is opened. After falling, I will enter the Ten Thousand Devils Cave. I won't eat or kill, and I won't be able to get out."

Want to come out, have to come out.

Even if he vomited and killed like crazy, only scarlet and blood remained in his eyes, and the sticky blood rain mixed with the stench, almost covering all the demon's memory.

Also, climb out!

The Ten Thousand Devils Cave is an extremely strange and unpredictable place in the Demon Realm.

Rumor has it that there are countless ancient evil monsters suppressed in it. It is the ancient times who have the power to suppress those extremely vicious and evil demons in the Ten Thousand Devils Cave, so that there is peace now.

It's just that rumors are just rumors after all, and they are all things of the past.But now from the mouth of the Demon Lord, it proves that the ten thousand demon cave really exists.

That weak and embarrassed little monster crawled out of the most dangerous place in the world step by step.

The author has something to say: Jiuqian update get√

Ahhh this chapter is a little late, but it is presented at the third watch, let me change it first