Inner Demon, She Turns All Beings Upside Down [Honghuang]

The sapo forest is covered with fragrant flowers, and the orchid pot fair will be filled with rare treasures to win glory.The scattered mandala flowers lightly and gracefully danced, confusing the saint's wisdom eyes and Zen mind...

In the midst of singing and dancing, suddenly Jin Chan, a disciple of the Tathagata, was holding fragrant tea, and was ordered by the head teacher to serve tea to the saints.

I don't know if it was because of being too nervous or for other reasons, when he walked to the seat of the long-lost sage of Shangqing, he actually fell down and dropped the jade cup in his hand.

For a moment, Jin Chanzi's pleading voice, Tathagata's reprimand, and the cold, angry and sarcastic voice of Sage Yuqing beside him sounded together.Originally disappeared for many years, and attracted countless strange eyes, the Shangqing sage place became the focus of course.

The tea splashed on Lingxin.She paused, glanced over, and looked curiously at the handsome little novice next to her.

The panic on his face floated on the surface, and he glanced at where the Tathagata was, but there was another sense of calm hidden.

It turned out to be intentional.

Lingxin only sighed silently, and lost interest in him.

But the Tathagata reprimanded his disciple and punished him for reincarnation in the lower realm, and then humbly asked the sage of the Shangqing to change his clothes.

Yuchen naturally remembered that the tea-sprinkling was arranged by the Tathagata just to meet the former master alone.Relying on the tacit understanding between master and apprentice for tens of thousands of years, he quietly hinted at the time for him to attack Tiandao together.

He also remembered that this time, they failed.

Knowing the ending, he should have felt anxious at this moment.But this time, he didn't have that thought.

Perhaps relying on the fact that no one can see him, the little villain who has been the focus of attention has become more and more presumptuous and bold.

He closed his eyes tightly, and vaguely heard in his ears that Lao Tzu said that he wanted to go with him, but Tathagata refused.But none of these voices were as clear as a soft female voice.

"Yuchen is so sweet... I like Master..."

Then all the memories related to pain were replaced by another kind of warm and soft stimulation.

Yuchen's Adam's apple rolled.The wave of forbearance accumulates wave after wave, getting higher and higher, and when it is about to break through the limit - it stops abruptly.

He finally opened his eyes, and met those sparkling and intoxicating peach blossom eyes.

She smiled charmingly and innocently.Deliberately sticking out a small half of the tip of her tongue at him.

The Buddha Pagoda shines with five-color streamers, and the eight-tone sound in the Sapo Forest.Among the mandala flowers flying all over the sky, she hugged his shoulders and gently kissed his lips.

I still remembered what he said when he was teaching and guiding last time, so I imitated him again and asked,

"Master, is this love?"

Carmine-colored blush appeared at the end of the girl's eyes, stretching to her cheeks in patches, as if she was drunk, she looked at him expectantly.

The skin under the fingers is as soft and flawless as warm jade soaked in warm water, but it is more dreamy than a dream.

Hearing her words, Yu Chen couldn't help but feel a surge in his chest, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Mountain light reflected in the sea.

He closed his eyes and did not answer Lingxin's words after all, but kissed her vigorously, kissing her so passionately that he forgot everything around him.

From the very beginning, it was doomed that they would have no results. How could it be expressed in simple words whether to love or not?

The glass cups on the table were swept away one after another, and the spirit fruit rolled to the ground.But because of the soft cushions, it didn't make a lot of noise.

On the high platform of the puja, only the powder mist bloomed like layers of veils and datura flowers.

"Little girl, you know how to be greedy."

The sage's warm voice is soft and hoarse, and his dark eyes fall into the miasma of the world of mortals along with his slender knuckles.

The wine was scattered all over the ground, and everyone became dead and stiff.The scene of the puja was shattered like a mirror.Blood color encroached up from the crack little by little.

He still couldn't control himself after all.

Returning to the bloody space again, the broken sword wrapped in red thread in the bloody vortex caught his eyes.But the red line representing the blood curse is missing by half.

Yu Chen's gaze was fixed on the bloody vortex, and his pupils were dark.Seeing a gray shadow emerge, the figure is blurred, as thin as a piece of paper.

This day is still here.

【Got you】

Vague ideas are transmitted from a distant space.The bloody vortex is trembling.

"what happened?"

The soul also feels something and wakes up from joy.

But Yuchen raised his hand and flicked her forehead gently.With a serious face, she said,

"You still have the nerve to ask. If it wasn't for your little evil, how could you..."

The implication is that the strange feeling felt by Lingxin is caused by her tricks that broke the inner demon realm.

Lingxin who had been hit on the head let out an ouch, lowered his head, and raised his hand to touch the place where he was beaten.

That's when she lowered her head, Yuchen once again looked at the place where the gray shadow was, and raised her hand to perform a sword art.

The broken sword caught in the vortex sensed the master's intentions, and instantly shook off the blood thread that was entwined with it, and cut out thousands of sharp sword qi.Go straight to the gray shadow.

The gray shadow that had just appeared had not had time to transform into five senses, and was wiped out by thousands of sword qi in an instant.

The next moment, the broken sword in the bloody vortex flew into Yuchen's body and disappeared along with all the blood lines.

He trembled, suppressing the discomfort of the curse entering his body, and with a thought, he changed the scene in the bloody space.

That bloody vortex is the blood curse of Heavenly Dao, if it stays here, if the spiritual heart sees that the vortex is gone, it will definitely be suspicious.He didn't want his soul to witness his demise, so he had better pay attention.

Lingxin only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he raised his head again, he was already on a high cliff by the sea.Looking into the distance, you can see the blue sea reflecting the red sun, the misty waves, and the surging clouds.Looking back, there are wild flowers, scarlet flowers and morning glow, green peaches, almonds and apricots.

After a moment of amazement, she recognized that it was here on Jin'ao Island.

Just when he was about to ask why Yuchen suddenly changed his position here, and what happened just now, he was hugged tightly by the saint.

"No more fooling around in the future."

The breath of emotion in the air suddenly disappeared, there was no anger, no joy, as if it had been restrained deliberately.Only his voice was as low and gentle as ever.

"How can I..."

Lingxin said that he didn't want to admit it.

But she felt a kiss fall on her brow, tender to the extreme, and seemed to reveal determination.

"Girl, you have to be good."

A fiery red sun set below the surface of the sea, giving off the last ray of light it could.

The warm and mellow breath of the supernatant was full, but it made Lingxin tremble inexplicably.

"What's good?"

She hugged Yuchen back and rubbed against his neck.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the spiritual heart suddenly felt that this thin saint's body was a little more illusory, not very solid.

Lingxin wanted to feel more, but Yuchen let her go.

Her face was reflected in those dark eyes, but it seemed to be reflected in the fiery red sunlight, brighter than the stars.

"I want you to practice well."

He answered with a smile, his voice was extremely gentle, but she couldn't bear the slightest resistance.

Just let her practice well?

Lingxin tilted his head in confusion.But he couldn't smell anything wrong from his emotions, so he didn't think much about it.

Returning to normal, he smiled and took his hand and asked,

"Then I practice hard, how will Master reward me?"

Yuchen looked at her cute and naive attitude, like a child begging for candy, and felt dazed for a while.

"Yu Chen?"

"Ah."

He asked with a smile, "What do you want?"

Lingxin burst into a smile and said happily,

"I want to eat you."

After a pause, she added enthusiastically, "I can eat whatever I want!"

The girl's face was flushed pink, her peach-blossom eyes sparkled, and there was no lack of tenderness in her beauty.Those words sounded like they were full of sincerity.

Yuchen looked at her, clenched his fingers under the sleeves of his robe, and then let go.It finally came down to a sigh.

Raising his hand to stroke the top of her hair, his eyes were gentle, and he responded in a low voice,

"……it is good."

If there is still a chance.

The spiritual heart that got the promise happily entered the selfless state of cultivation, thinking about how to eat.Unaware that the person who promised to reward her has left.

She has always judged the truth by the breath of emotion, and she never expected how easy it is for the saint to restrain his emotions.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time.Lingxin, who was concentrating on gathering the scattered spirits, suddenly felt as if there was a piece of emptiness in his heart, and he was flustered like never before.

She covered her heart that was throbbing suddenly, and opened her eyes.Habitually speaking, full of dependence,

"Yuchen, I'm a little..."

Before he could finish his words, Ling Xin got stuck.

In front of her is no longer the sea cliff of Jinao Island, nor the Scarlet Space.Instead, there is a sea of ​​stars in the universe that is strange yet slightly familiar.Countless clusters of starlight shone brightly, exuding bright light.

This is the sea of ​​consciousness that reaches the sky.

What about Yuchen?

When she realized this, her heart skipped a beat.Without even thinking about it, it turned into an invisible powder mist and rushed out.

Outside the heart demon, it is inside the Yuqing Palace that the soul is familiar with.

Three youths with the same handsome face but different styles stood side by side, with their backs to her, looking out of the palace gate.

From left to right, they are Laozi, Yuanshi and Tongtian.

Both Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi were very focused, so focused that they didn't even notice the existence of the soul.Or because Tongtian's spiritual heart came out of his sea of ​​consciousness, he felt something in his heart.The first to spot her.

"...Spiritual friend?"

The young man in red turned his face, his voice was a bit obscure.

The same sword eyebrows and star eyes gave her the feeling that they were two completely different people.

Lingxin was only stunned for a moment, then asked,

"Do you know where Yuchen went?"

Hearing her voice, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi also turned around.

Because of the gap made by their sideways, Lingxin saw the dark sky outside the temple, and there was a layer of golden light of merit shrouded outside the point.

Even under the protection of the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, she can still feel the heavy and irresistible power of the sky.Not to mention outside the palace.

Tongtian didn't answer her question, neither did Laozi and Yuanshi.The hall fell into a deathly silence, completely opposite to the earth-shattering noises outside.

Lingxin suddenly thought of something, raised his legs and was about to rush out of the hall.

Almost at the gate of the hall, Yuan Shi and Tong Tian reached out to stop her almost at the same time.The voice is majestic,

"Spiritual friend!"

Tongtian stood in front of Lingxin tightly, with a rare serious expression.

"You can't go out."

But how can they stop the invisible demons?

The spiritual heart turned into a cloud of powder mist and passed through them. Before it could sense it, it was stopped by the golden light of merit outside the hall.

Lingxin scolded Lao Tzu secretly, but still changed back to human form and stopped at the gate of the hall.

Although she couldn't go out, the view here was enough for her to see clearly what was going on outside.

There was no light in the outside world, and above the sky were heavy dark clouds, which could not penetrate even the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The gray dark cloud seemed to have pressed down on the top of Yujing Mountain, and the purple lightning was galloping like a dragon and snake, causing a sensation of thunder.

And under the robbery cloud, there is a Canggu broken sword.

Without the entanglement of the silk thread of the blood curse, the body of the sword is covered with fine cracks.

It is obviously a broken sword, but it stands unyieldingly under the thunder of Zixiao, like the Buzhou Mountain that bears the backbone of heaven and earth, resisting the majestic and boundless might of heaven.

Lingxin only saw the sword, not the person holding the sword.She didn't even look at the sword for long.

There are really too many cracks on the sword body, revealing spots of blood like a net.It didn't take long before it was completely broken in the confrontation with Tianwei.It turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

The broken sword was shattered, but what remained in the distance was a mass of colorful streamer.

Lingxin's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the sky filled with thunder.

Dimly, she saw that multicolored light breaking through the blockade of darkness, getting farther and farther away, and getting dimmer.Like a perfect ending.

Its daybreak.

The brilliance of the sun star once again illuminates Yujing Mountain.But no one spoke.The Sanqing Hall was exceptionally quiet.

I don't know how long it has been silent, but Lingxin suddenly remembered that when he first took shape, his voice murmured,

"That multicolored light, I have seen before..."

It was a glimmer of life that broke the shackles of heaven and helped her transform into form.

At this time, Lingxin knew that their fate had already been established...

Above the sky, the purple air came thirty thousand miles east, and its Shen Shen might was no less powerful than the previous Tianwei.

Except for Sanqing who has the power to cultivate and have spiritual treasures, all living beings in the prehistoric world pay homage to him.Waiting for an indifferent voice to be heard.

"I am Hongjun, and I have been sanctified today. A hundred years later, I will preach in the Chaos Zixiao Palace in Tianwaitian. Anyone who is destined can come and listen—"

The announcement was passed three times, but before the second round started, a figure in purple with white hair came from the horizon.He seemed to have only taken a step, and then he came to Lingxin.

The golden light of merit that blocked the spiritual heart failed to block the new saint.

Hongjun looked at Lingxin who had taken off the veil, his azure eyes were indifferent, and he remained silent.

Until Lingxin asked him,

"Are you Hongjun, or Tiandao?"

He replied lightly, "It's the way of heaven, and it's Hongjun."

"Friend Hongjun."

She suddenly hooked her lips and smiled at him, pouted and said aggrievedly,

"I'm hungry."

Hungry so that the entire chest and abdomen are empty, like an empty shell.

Daozu lowered his eyes, brushed the warmth of her eyes with his fingertips, and finally made a sound.

"Don't cry."

Lingxin looked at him blankly and shook her head.

"I didn't cry."

Will the demon have tears?

No.Demons have no heart, how can there be tears.

Hongjun pursed his lips and said lightly,

"If you say no, there won't be."

Lingxin smiled again, and continued to look at the boundless and bright sky, her eyes were dark, but her voice was soft and moving.

"Fellow Taoist is going to preach in Zixiao Palace, can you take me there?"

Hongjun's eyes paused on her face, and said in a deep voice,

"I'm here to pick you up."

He didn't say whether he wanted to come or whether the way of heaven wanted him to come.Lingxin didn't ask either.

She only heard Hongjun's clear and indifferent voice resounding in her ears, but another low-meld and gentle voice that was completely different from Hongjun's echoed in her mind.

That voice contained emotions that she couldn't distinguish, and said to her with worry and joy,

"Girl, you have a heart."

She has a heart.

Her heart is gone...