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

Hearing Tiandao's words, Lingxin's red lips parted slightly, her peach blossom eyes widened, and she looked at him in surprise.

She defined liking as wanting to look at her more, and Tiandao replied that she could look at her more.This echoes back and forth——

She blinked slowly and asked him,

"So, you like me?"

"Ah."

He nodded without thinking, but his expression remained indifferent.Those eyes filled with two rounds of chaotic vortexes were cold, staring at her without even seeing her appearance.

Where is there something that looks like you like it?

Lingxin probably understood that the way of heaven at this time is the same as when she was ignorant at the beginning.Although not really tempted yet, it is also a good progress.

She wanted to try his bottom line for her now.

So Lingxin stared at Tiandao's eyebrows, smiled tenderly, and reached out to hold His hand.

"Come with me to the west. I promised Brother Bodhi to help them."

Tiandao has nothing to do with where to go, but the soul looks at him expectantly, as if eager to get his answer.

Looking at her for a few times, Tiandao indifferently raised his eyes to look at the boundless sky above his head, then looked down at Lingxin's hand interlocking his fingers, paused for a moment and said,

"can."

She got the answer, beaming.

Tiandao looked at Lingxin as if he was very happy, and there was a strange wave in the thinking of the eternally cold mechanism——

Is it that important to get his answer?

But I have to say that although this feeling is strange, it is not annoying.Even if you come a few more times, He can accept it.

With such a mentality, Tiandao and Lingxin went to the west together.

Compared with the richness and outstanding people in the East, the situation in the West is indeed barren.The spiritual energy is thin, the spiritual objects are rare and the grade is not high, and the overall level of the monks is also low.

Standing on Mount Sumeru and looking down, the sight is barren, and there is a huge gap that is said to have been caused by the Dao Demon War.Jieyin Zhunti made up for many years and failed to return Mount Sumeru to its original appearance.

Seeing Lingxin, even if Tiandao was standing beside Lingxin, it didn't affect Zhunti's attempt to come over and get intimate with her.

"elder sister!"

Seeing the boy with green cat eyes approaching, Lingxin let go of his hand with Tiandao, and hugged Zhunti.

Zhunti's posture of relying on Lingxin is so natural, and his bright eyes are full of joy.And the smile on Lingxin's face is much more sincere and brilliant.Embracing the teenager with a smile to appease,

"My sister promised you to come to the west after the sermon, don't you think I'm here?"

The boy's eyes were like a pool of sparkling clear water, clearly reflecting her appearance.That is what He cannot do.

Then Tiandao heard that Zhunti was full of dependence, and the original clear voice added a lingering soft voice, coquettishly saying,

"I know my sister is the best."

Jieyin looked at them with a smile, and pretended to casually look at Tiandao who was left alone from the corner of his eye.Did not speak.

He could vaguely guess Tiandao's identity, but that was out of his control.

There are few spiritual creatures in the Western Land, but the wind and sand are extremely large.

Watching Lingxin take out his family fortune and discuss with Zhunti Jieying how to build the West, Tiandao shook the hand that Lingxin had held before, expressionless.

If this is disgust, Tiandao thought, he probably understands.

The sky over Mount Sumeru suddenly became gloomy, the dark clouds were low, the wind was rustling, and it was extremely cool.

His demeanor is so indifferent, although the soul cannot perceive his emotions, it can judge his displeasure through the weather.Not to mention the fact that I have no idea what to do in the first place.

Lingxin gave Zhunti a soothing look, with a worried look,

"The poverty of the West cannot be changed by me alone."

She turned her eyes to Tiandao, with expectations,

"Is there any turning point in the West?"

Zhunti pursed his lips, sullenly.But the eyes that lead to see the way of heaven are more eager than the soul.

He knows very well what it means to the West if the young man in front of him makes a promise.

Tiandao turned sideways and didn't answer.It's like playing a temper tantrum.

Lingxin looked at Tiandao's expressionless face, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.He took out a bunch of corals, giant clams, red pearls, agates, etc. that he had asked for from Qu An, and gave some to Zhunti.Then walked over, took Tiandao's hand, and walked towards a bodhi tree.

Holding a string of agate beads and a piece of colored glass in his hand, he gestured and asked Him,

"Do you think this tree looks better with agate or glazed? Or hang them all?"

She began to take His thoughts into account again.

Tiandao did not speak.The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the bright sunlight reflected the beads in Lingxin's hands, which were exquisitely carved and hazy, making her fingers more slender and whiter.

Her hands are more beautiful than all gold, silver, glass, seven treasures and eight treasures.

"All."

He finally spoke up.

The vague self-knowledge gradually deepened with the inquiries of the soul.

So not long after, Mount Sumeru, which originally looked desolate, but with a little more spiritual things, was transformed by Lingxin and Jieyin Zhunti into a magnificent and magnificent place.

Gold and jade are the base, glass is the leaves, corals and clams hang from the branches, and strings of red beads jingle in the wind.

They even dug a large pond, also used gold and silver as the bottom, and then planted twelve golden lotus platforms.

Against a golden background, Lingxin pointed to the pool and said loudly,

"One day, this pool will be full of golden lotuses of different grades, and the power of faith will be turned into a pool of eight treasures for offering."

How much power of faith is needed to gather the water of success?

Jieyin Zhunti stared blankly at the spiritual heart that seemed to be shining brightly in the shadow of seven treasures, as if she could see the day when the believers were like a sea from her words, her heart was surging and she was very excited.

"Spiritual friend..."

"elder sister……"

For so many years, so many monks have ridiculed or sympathized with the poverty of the West, ridiculing their incompetence.Only she, not only is not contemptuous, but will do her best to help them perfect the Sumeru Mountain Dojo.Maybe even gave them a bright future full of hope...

There is a kind of power that has changed according to what the spiritual heart said, but no one has noticed it.

Tiandao was silent for a long time, until Zhunti appeared next to Lingxin again, he suddenly grabbed Lingxin's hand.Seeing the greatly changed Mount Sumeru, he said slowly,

"The West is booming."

Jieyin's spirit was revived, his face was full of joy, and he worshiped the way of heaven and his spiritual heart.

"Thank you fellow daoist..."

As for whether this gratitude is aimed at the way of heaven or the soul, she confidently feels that it is herself.

The exploration of the way of heaven has initially achieved results, and it is not obvious on the surface of the spirit, but it is particularly exciting in the heart.

She was thinking about how to make persistent efforts, but Tiandao looked up at the sky, and after a while, he turned to her and said,

"time to go."

"where to?"

Lingxin was a little surprised.

"Zixiao Palace."

After coaxing Heaven to make the promise to go to the west, Lingxin originally wanted to stay in the west for a while, but he didn't want to be taken back to Zixiao Palace by him so soon.

Tiandao walked into the main hall of Zixiao Palace and met Hongjun again. A strange but familiar word rang in his ears with the same indifferent voice of Hongjun and Tiandao——

"The time has come, you should agree."

To be in harmony with the way of heaven with the body of a sage and become a part of the way of heaven is to be in harmony with the way of heaven.

Although it is said that after joining the Dao, Hongjun will definitely be able to cultivate to a higher level, and may still retain his own consciousness, but his words and deeds must be in line with the way of heaven.In the eyes of the soul, it is equivalent to the incarnation of heaven who has lost his freedom.

From Daozhen, to Yuchen, and then to Hongjun, how greedy is Tiandao.

"Do you have to agree?"

She frowned slightly, and looked at Hongjun with earnest eyes.

Lingxin is unwilling to join Hongjun.

Leaving aside whether Hongjun will be swallowed and assimilated by the Dao of Heaven in the future, when Dao Patriarch Hongjun is fused by the Dao of Heaven, what about her?Can her heart demon escape?

Hongjun met Shang Lingxin's earnest gaze, his azure eyes sank slightly, and he slowly shook his head.

He didn't speak, but Tiandao looked at Lingxin and said indifferently,

"After the next calamity, it will be time for you to return to the way of heaven."

Lingxin just thought that Tiandao treated her a little differently because she promised the West would be prosperous.When encountering calculations related to real interests, he turned back into the "Machine Mastermind" of the cold mechanism.

However, after Tiandao finished speaking, before she could say anything else, it turned into a cloud of gray mist that she was very familiar with and enveloped Hongjun.

Lingxin looked coldly at the cloud of gray fog, which was limited to Hongjun's body at first, and then gradually spread.

Through the authority that Hongjun gave her in the Zixiao Palace last time, she could vaguely feel that the consciousness of Tiandao and Hongjun was gradually withdrawn, from being active everywhere to becoming silent, confined to the cloud of gray fog.

Looking at it, Lingxin couldn't help feeling evil, and came up with a dangerous thought.

If she attacked this cloud of gray mist while Tiandao Hongjun was united, would she be able to inflict severe damage on Tiandao?

This thought just passed by in a flash, and Lingxin knew that it was impossible to seriously injure the Heavenly Dao at her current level.

The future is inevitable, instead of thinking about the unrealistic, it is better to take this opportunity to learn about the so-called Hedao in advance, and maybe she will have a chance when it is her turn in the future.

"A silver lining—"

Lingxin muttered these four words, his eyes suddenly froze on a certain place in the gray fog that was no different from other places, and he closed his eyes.

For monks, most of the time, spiritual perception is far more accurate than vision.

She felt it.

I don't know how long it took, the scope of the gray mist became wider and wider, the spiritual heart maintained the state of closing the eyes, the powder mist scattered around the body, and walked into the gray mist like a wandering soul.

Being in the consciousness of the way of heaven, even if he is in a state of retreat at the moment and does not observe world affairs, it is extremely uncomfortable for the spiritual heart that has always been disgusted with the way of heaven.

Perhaps it was because of this disgust that what she sensed was inseparable and difficult to touch.Every time he touches it with his spiritual sense and brushes aside, it slitheringly dodges.

After so many times, the spiritual heart became impatient.

Her eyelids moved, and just as she was about to open them, a familiar deep voice rang in her ears.

Saying, "The wind never ends, and the rain never ends."

The voice was low and gentle, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, echoing deep in her heart, dispelling her restlessness.

Lingxin was overjoyed, "Yuchen?"

She wanted to open her eyes to look at him, but a warm palm covered her eyelids, preventing her from opening them.

The touch was warm and half false, like a wave of water that would dissipate as soon as she opened her eyes.

She didn't dare to try to open her eyes anymore, she gently raised her hand, and while stroking the hand covering her eyes, she asked softly,

"Yuchen, is that you?"

Yuchen did not respond to her call, and only spoke in her most familiar voice,

One said, "There is no breeze, and the waves are calm."

He also said, "No thought is the main body, no form is the body, no abiding is the root..."

She may have heard these sentences before, or she may not have paid attention to them.But at this moment, they dripped into the dry soil like spring water, and they were absorbed and used by her in an instant.

Heart, gradually let go.

The soul can clearly "see" a mass of multicolored spiritual light, which emits a bright but not dazzling light in the gray mist wrapped in layers.

That was the real silver lining.It was also a gift from Yuchen to her.

She found it.

Lingxin suddenly clasped the hand that covered her eyes, leaned back, half leaned against the illusory body, and asked full of dependence,

"What should I do if He wants me to reunite in the future?"

"He is the way of heaven, and so are you."

The person behind him lowered his head, his warm lips brushed against her ear, and he replied in a warm voice,

"I will help you."