Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

The scenery in the illusion returns to nothingness one by one.

Shu Yao raised his eyes, and what came into view again was still pitch black, like a starless and moonless Shuo Mo night, with only a faint light left by the cold voice and silent shadow.

That point of light was cold and cold, as if lingering on the polar ice.

It's also like the situation he was in in his previous life, alone, helpless, all he can trust and rely on is a cold voice and silent shadow.

But the sword is a murder weapon that seals the throat when it sees blood, and it is unknown after all.

This is especially true for the cold sound and silent shadow.

Yes, it was the previous life.

Taking advantage of the cold touch of the cold voice and silent shadow in his palm, Shu Yao calmly sorted out his thoughts.

Because of his covetousness for Jian Sanli's head achievement, he died suddenly in the camp battle, and traveled to this world in time and space.

In the first life he experienced in this time and space, without Wei Heng, the way of heaven was far more unreliable.

The world is like a tide, and he is pushed step by step to eliminate the seven emotions, cut off the six desires, and completely ruthless.

That Wuqing Dao is truly ruthless and desireless, cold and unmoving, and it is completely different from the one he abbreviated for convenience in this life.

In the end, the way of heaven will collapse, the world will be destroyed, and it will be irreparable.

He killed Jie Kong, intending to eradicate the root cause of this disaster.

It was more than ten thousand years ago when Gu Sha first prevailed in the world.

Shu Yao spanned thousands of years in time and space.

In this world, the ninety-nine and 81-day thunderstorm that was passed on by word of mouth was his incarnation.

Ziweixing was born after Lei Ting.

And the demons were born after Ziweixing came into the world and sealed all the remnants of lonely evil resentment into the abyss.

Shu Yao explained the cause and effect thoroughly.

It's just that for some unknown reason, after he transformed into Thunderbolt, he clearly should have died without leaving his soul, but he still had the chance to visit the second life where he had traces of his involvement.

Shu Yao had a vague guess in his heart.

He asked the cold silent shadow in the center of the abyss: "Lonely spirits are like demons, born of resentment, and the source of those resentments should be the inadequacy of the Dao of Heaven, right? In fact, the Dao of Heaven was ten thousand years ago. Even earlier, tens of thousands of years ago, there were already damages, and resentment arose in the damaged places."

It's not necessarily that Tiandao doesn't look forward to the end of Gusha.

Just beat yourself up--

It's probably a bit impractical.

Cold voice: "..."

Why do you ask this kind of thing?

Is it bad to ask heaven?

However, the silence of the cold voice and silence is also an answer.

Shu Yao seemed to understand its inner voice, and said with a slight smile, "Why do I ask you about this kind of thing——"

He crossed his arms and rested his chin on the hilt of the sword, taking a moment to calm down:

"Because you took away my Thunderbolt. It was originally given to me by the Heavenly Dao as a reward and compensation together with the chance of reincarnation. Why can't I ask you?"

Cold voice: "..."

At this time, you have to play dead.

It is well versed in this principle, the sword body is as quiet as before, quiet and unmoving.

Shu Yao snapped his fingers and shook its blade: "Don't pretend. Now that I think about it, it's true that in the twelve formations in the Ziwei Secret Realm, and in the Magic Realm in the Abyss, you deliberately pushed me to the path of ruthlessness."

"Then you saw that Ah Heng and I were finally married, so you just kept on doing the same thing, relying on the fact that I used sword intent to transform thunder in my previous life, you were half a lifetime of thunder, and I don't know anything about the past in this life, Cut off my connection with Thunder."

Cold voice: "..."

He let Shu Yao flick his fingers, and the clank and sword ming sounded, but it was still as silent as before.

At this time, you should pretend to be dead.

"Stop pretending."

Shu Yao squinted at it, "You are my sword in my previous life. I don't know what you are thinking? It's just that you want to use the thunder to make me narrow, so that I can return to the ruthless way."

This time, the cold voice and silent shadow no longer pretended to be dead.

Its several sword cries were of different lengths, and there were short and urgent sounds interspersed with the long distance, as if it was eager to express something to Shu Yao.

Shu Yao understood what it meant.

He repeated: "Do you think it is the most ruthless, fairest and best for the world to cut off the emotions and desires after all."

The cold voice silently admitted.

Shu Yao pressed the center of her eyebrows and smiled helplessly.

Abbot Jiekong also persuaded Shu Yao with similar words.

The result was that Xuanshan's secret history made him doubt his life.

However, Shu Yao couldn't get angry with Hansheng Jiying, so that it suspected Jiansheng.

Because Shu Yao understood that Hansheng Jiying was the only one who accompanied him through the peaks and valleys and all the difficulties and obstacles in his previous life.

It was the half of Shu Yao's previous life.

What Shu Yao thinks is what Shu Yao thinks, what Shu Yao does is what Shu Yao does.

The cold voice and silent shadow may not necessarily let him practice the ruthless way.

But Shu Yao thought in her previous life.

He was born in a lonely and chaotic world, and he has seen far more evil than what Shu Yao has seen in his life.

He killed his life-and-death acquaintance, and Po Jun later broke up with him again and again, breaking off contact.

He has seen that the real way of heaven is about to collapse, and there is no day in the world.

I realize that evil can never be cut off, and if you want to punish evil, you can only cut it from the source.

The source is the seven emotions and six desires.

"But this life is different."

Shu Yao said softly, "I have Ah Heng."

When the name is read on the lips, it is like a ray of morning light at the end of a long night, a handful of warm fire in the cold winter, which makes people feel infinite warmth in their hearts.

"I will be reluctant."

The cold sound and silent shadow remain cold.

The feudal patriarch who seemed determined to beat up the young couple was very heartless and cruel.

Shu Yao didn't entangle this topic with Han Sheng Ji Ying anymore.

He suddenly asked: "Wan Chuanhe, did you send it to me specially through the Ziwei Secret Realm?"

At that time, he had just found out about Qisha Xiugusha, and his relationship with Rang Xuetian and Pojun was extremely tense, his whole body was extremely depressed, he would hit him at any point, and he would beat him with his sword, he spent a long time in a daze.

It was Wan Chuan and him who changed.

Although Wan Chuanhe kept nagging, he looked like a caring old woman, and the troubles he caused never stopped.

But he beat and scolded freely, caring really cared about Shu Yao.

Gradually, Shu Yaofang calmed down and felt less uncomfortable.

The cold sound of the Silent Shadow Sword was bright for a while, and then dark for a while.

It's like hesitating, hesitating, not wanting to lie, and afraid of embarrassing the truth.

In the end, it gritted its teeth violently and let it go!

Han Sheng Ji Ying admitted it!

Shu Yao actually understood Han Sheng Ji Ying's actions.

In his previous life, Han Sheng Ji Ying had accompanied him for hundreds of years, and it could be said that he knew Shu Yao's sword best. No one else could match it.

Hansheng Jiying remembered that the turning point of his master's ruthless path started from that time.

The originally high-spirited young man was a little quiet, and the aggression at the corners of his brows and eyes made him smile. The deeper the coldness, the more frozen and withdrawn his emotions became.

In the end, even the astonishing complexion is not fresh, like a portrait of a fairy that has faded over the years, carefully crafted, without popularity, and dare not climb high.

Han Sheng Ji Ying still prefers him when he was a teenager.

Hansheng Jiying still didn't want him to go down the path of ruthlessness.

Even if there are many people who are like old mothers, pestering him in his ear three times a day, let him know that there are still people who care about him in this world.

"Thank you."

Shu Yao solemnly thanked her.

The voice in his throat was suddenly a little jerky, and his eyes were foggy and sour.

This doesn't affect Shu Yao's determination to get Lei Ting back:

"Look, Ah Han, you also don't want me to go on the path of ruthlessness, why don't you just take the opportunity and give me the thunderbolt, my meritorious deeds will be perfect, and your wish will be rewarded, it's completely the best of both worlds, mutual benefit."

Cold voice: "..."

Its blade trembled slightly.

You shouldn't give this guy a good look.

He will hit the snake stick, and the lion will open its mouth wide.

Han Sheng Ji Ying didn't teach the guy with the lion's mouth on the snake stick.

Because of Shu Yao's "Ahan".

It's also because Shu Yao in front of him vaguely looks like the boy he remembered from a long time ago, so faded to the point where only a shadow remained.

Shu Yao said seriously: "You know, in the chaotic world of the demons outside, the thunder of heaven's punishment has a natural restraint on the demons. As the master of the demonic way, I should take action."

Cold voice: "..."

Oh.

So is the ruthless way not good enough?

If you practice the ruthless way early, there won't be so many troubles.

Shu Yao raised his eyebrows, the sharpness on the eyebrows was like a fire on the tip of a sword, bright and scorching:

"If you don't want to give it to me, I won't force it."

Shu Yao looked up and smiled.

This place is obviously a closed place in the dark abyss.

He laughs at the rising sun and the majestic light in the sky, extremely arrogant:

"I told Rang Xuetian that the reason I got to this point is not the thunder, not the cold voice, but myself."

"I want to kill the demons and restore peace to the Demon Realm; I also love Ah Heng, and I love the seven emotions and six desires. Between the two, I will not compromise on any one."

"Because I don't want to be wronged, and because I don't need to be wronged. If you don't give me Thunder, I still have my own sword."

Cold voice: "..."

Okay, lose.

It's hard to live again, and you can't pack lunch.

The Thunder couldn't help it.

Han Sheng Ji Ying was reluctant and listless, and a ray of thunder spewed out from the tip of the sword.

The thunder flower was small and ordinary, but when it flowed into Shu Yao's fingertips, it gave him a strange and wonderful reaction.

It seems that as long as he gives an order, the world will be thundered, and there will be no response.

From then on, thunder can strike at will like rain.

Compared with what he had before, it is not at the same level at all.

The corners of Shu Yao's mouth curled up, in a happy mood.

Although he believed that his sword would never lose to anyone, how could it be more comfortable to slash someone with a sword than to slash directly with a thunderbolt?

He loves the house and the crow, and is also kind to the cold voice and shadow, whispering softly:

"You have been in this dark place for more than [-] years. Would you like me to take you out to get some fresh air and see a different scenery?"

Han Sheng Ji Ying probably didn't want to breathe by the devil's side and see a different scenery, so he didn't think about it immediately, and immediately rejected Shu Yao.

Shu Yao didn't force her, and didn't pursue her any longer.

It was the saber that he had connected with each other in his previous life.

Shu Yao and him naturally have a tacit understanding.

He restrained his face and bowed to the cold voice and silent shadow.

Saluting the sword of his previous life was a funny thing.

But Shu Yao's actions and demeanor were extremely serious.

He strode forward.

But the cold sound and silent shadow were behind, and the brilliance of the sword flashed twice very quickly.

Though a devil—

You may have seen him as a teenager in his previous life.

It is not in vain to see his hard work.

Han Sheng Ji Ying is always happy.

And I am in the depths of this abyss, guarding the demons for him, so as not to let the evil spirit leak out.

I have already violated a ruthless way by yin and yang, and guarding the demons, I can't yin and yang violate the second time.

It is good to give Ziwei Xing the opportunity to go out for a breath of air.

Lest it live under the pressure of its own thunder all day long, and become depressed and sick.

Ziweixing: "???"

Do you have any misunderstanding about the work of hanging on the wall, or do you have any misunderstanding about your master's reincarnation? ? ?

It doesn't want it at all! ! !

******

The little novice was in a bit of pain.

He didn't understand that he clearly regarded extermination of demons as his life's responsibility, and he had to go through life and death several times, and once he gave up the fairyland.

If it wasn't for eliminating demons, the little novice thought that he should be ranked in the Western Paradise at this moment, transcending dust and vulgarity, with infinite honor.

But he was reincarnated in disgrace, and in the end, he became an orphan.

That kind of extreme pain and coldness is beyond words.

He also didn't understand that he, Liudao Temple, was acting as a substitute for eliminating demons. He gave up his life and forgot to die.

Why would such a younger generation be raised, willing to sink and degenerate, trapped in love affairs with the Demon Lord, unable to extricate themselves.

After much deliberation, it seems that death is the only relief.

Although it is said that evasion is a cowardly behavior, and it is a style that the little novice disdains.

But he has to admit that in this world where the world is as filthy as silt and everyone is drunk and I am alone, only death can bring him eternal purity.

There is no cruel reality of being lonely, and there is no bloody story of falling in love and killing each other.

So the little monk couldn't understand why Wei Heng didn't kill him now.

"Because there are still demons."

Wei Heng drew out his sword.

His sword is steady, and his voice is very weak.

It seemed as if he didn't realize what he was doing, how shocking it was.

On the other hand, the little novice, watching with cold eyes, laughed at him and said: "You have indeed killed a hundred thousand demons before, but there are more than one hundred thousand demons in front of you? You fought me once, how can you compare with the heyday of the year. "

Wei Heng: "Whether it's a hundred thousand or a million, they are all people who want to be killed, there is no difference."

He smiled.

Just as the ice melts and the snow melts, and the spring returns to the earth, it makes people feel suddenly.

Dao Zun is also extremely handsome and immortal.

"Besides, it's different from last time."

"Someone is waiting for me to come back."

Under his sword, the sun and the moon appear in the world!

The last time Dao Zun forced tomorrow back with a sword, it has become a spectacle that people talk about.

But no matter how powerful and powerful the sword is, how can it compare to the sight of the sun and the moon shining together?

The sun is bright and the moon is bright.

The sun is hot, and the moon is cold.

The two main stars in the day and night sky appear at the same time.

They seem to be completely opposite, yet incomparably harmonious.

The collision of contradictions, confrontation and integration of this wonderful art creates a unique spectacle in the world.

Practitioners in the world all raised their heads and praised secretly in their hearts:

The sun and the moon shine on the wall, the best in the world.

The little novice saw those demons who showed their ugly forms under the sun and the moon, and their minds were only crazily occupied by the thought of eating, and their sanity was bit by bit eaten away.

Why? ? ?

He was born with a Buddha heart.

His cultivation is peerless.

He is only one step away from ascending to immortality and Buddhahood.

Why? ? ?

Why did he end up in this situation, with such things as the demons and Gu Sha?

He vomited a mouthful of blood, and his cultivation was almost completely useless.

It's just that obsession has become a demon, and he deserves what he deserves.

******

Xuan, Peak Master and the others were also in a dilemma.

It's all empty, it must not be let go, once let go, there will be endless troubles, and I regret it.

It's all empty if you don't let it go, the mess in your own sect has indeed not been resolved, there is no reason to implicate the apprentice in vain.

You can only stand in a stalemate with Jiankong here.

Standing at a stalemate, Xuan and Peak Master found that there was an extra person between them.

That person is really recognizable.

Because although he was a handsome and thin boy who could be called cute and lovable, he was carrying two huge dead wild boars on his shoulders.

To be able to go to such a dangerous place as the abyss, he did not forget to carry a wild boar.

Being able to carry a wild boar down the abyss, the wild boar has not yet become the food of the demons.

Except for the devil himself, don't do what he thinks.

Xuanhe greeted the peak master, "Why did the devil come back to the abyss?"

"The sun and the moon outside Dao Zun are too bright, almost burning me."

The devil looked very embarrassed, and the two small canine teeth that were exposed were quite embarrassing: "So I thought of going to the abyss to avoid the limelight."

Everyone was silent: "..."

good very good.

Outside, my own family members were dying under the sun and moon.

The devil still has leisure time to shoot two wild boars, and then walk around the abyss.

What kind of demon king does the demon clan have? ? ?

But listening to the devil's tone, the situation outside is not very serious, at least Wei Heng can control it, and everyone can't help letting go of their distractions.

Jiang Yunya asked: "The Demon King came just in time, Senior Ren's place is constantly being struck by thunder, I wonder if the Demon King has a solution?"

Unexpectedly, the demon king was so frightened that he jumped several tens of feet, almost falling off the two wild boars he was carrying on his shoulders.

His eyes were red, and his voice trembled slightly: "I know this Thunder."

"Oh?"

Everyone cheered up and waited for the devil to say a solution.

The devil sobbed pitifully: "When I was born, it was this thunderbolt who came to attack me. I didn't dare to go out at first, and I didn't dare to eat meat. I was so hungry that I knew how to dig wild vegetables to eat. Sometimes there were no wild vegetables. , I can only eat soil to fill my stomach."

Everyone: "..."

This is a devil after all!

It was so miserable that they all felt sympathy and couldn't bear to do it.

Can Thunder have a conscience!

Xuanhe Peak Master couldn't bear to hear it: "What happened later?"

The Demon King stopped sobbing, and there was a smile on his lips, as if intoxicated by the delicious taste of flesh and blood: "Afterwards, there were demons, and I had blood to eat. Later, when Sister took me out, Lei Ting didn't say anything."

Xuanhe Peak Master respectfully said: "Mozun, you are really a good person."

She was very emotional, and sighed: "In this world where good and evil are reversed, rumors and rumors are flying around for a kind-hearted and good person like Mozun; but the monk of Liudao Temple whom the Lord of Thunder loves is rumored to be A good man who made a highly respected report."

The dean agreed very much, and sighed: "In this world, there are good and evil merits and demerits, but later generations comment on it. Only seeing and hearing can be true."

Master Xuanhe beckoned to the Demon King: "Devil King, you came just in time. The thunder around Master will not heal for a while, and you will be idle if you are idle. Come, let me tell you a unique story between the Lord of Thunder and the seniors of Liudao Temple." Beautiful love story."

I don't know whether it was really desperate or just putting on airs, but when Monk Bukong closed his eyes, he actually passed out.

Abbot Jiekong also wanted to faint, and also wanted to know the personnel and affairs.

This is the disadvantage of being young and strong.

He couldn't pass out, so he could only be tortured here.

Ren Linliu: "???"

No?

Why can't the thunder that strikes him left and right not get better?

What does it mean to be idle and idle?

Is this his caring and well-behaved third apprentice? ? ?

Ren Linliu and Dabai looked at each other slowly through the thunder, light and rain.

Dabai flapped his wings, trying to walk into him with a sway, but finally bent his neck and shook his head.

It deserves to be struck by lightning.

Ren Linliu burst into tears.

As expected, it was Dabai who cared about him the most.

I can't even bear to see him being struck by lightning.

It's not comparable to those three villains!

"Am I late?"

When Pojun descended into the abyss, what he saw was that the overall situation had been decided.

Not only is the familiar overall situation settled, but also the familiar enemies look sluggish, and the Immortal Dao is in high spirits.

Breaking the military:"……"

Okay, I ran twice for nothing, but I listened to the script.

I feel a little sorry for the Seventh Princess who was beaten to death in the Demon Realm.

Po Jun's conscience was condemned and tortured.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the magic path, he caught a glimpse of Ren Linliu bathed in thunder, and recalled his relationship with Shu Yao, hesitantly asked:

"Senior Ren, is he really all right?"

That thunder looked a little dense, a little fierce, a little familiar.

It was so familiar that Po Jun seemed to feel a familiar sizzling sound resounding from his body.

If he didn't know that Shu Yao would never be so mad that he would strike Master Wei Heng with lightning, Po Jun would have suspected that this was Shu Yao's handwriting.

Ren Linliu burst into tears for the second time.

The apprentice couldn't be more considerate than a magic cultivator whom he had never met before.

Sure enough, there will be no bad people who are willing to feed the goose farmer Mo Dao.

"Hey, Master, he's fine as an old man, and Thunder can't do anything to him."

Xuan and Peak Master waved their hands.

She has just finished telling the beautiful love story between the Lord of Thunder and the senior of Liudao Temple with the Demon King, and she is in the middle of it all:

"Pojunshi, do you know who the Lord of Thunder is?"

Po Jun replied cautiously: "I don't know."

It's just that Lei Ting slashed the Demon King and Ren Linliu, all of them were difficult, and the Lord of Thunder must be a ruthless person.

What Xuan and Peak Lord waited for was his words:

"It's okay, I'll tell you in detail the love story between the Lord of Thunder and the senior from Liudao Temple."

Po Jun was deeply shocked when he heard it, and was amazed when he heard it.

Abbot Wuchen felt more and more ominous when he heard it, almost a real omen.

He told Jing Guang: "Jing Guang, wait a while, you will still blindfold the teacher's eyes."

Those who practice Buddhism are compassionate and help the world.

I can't bear to see so many blood and flesh flying around, and the tragedy in the world.

Too late.

Abbot Wuchen saw someone walking slowly in red with a sword.

He was dressed in red and beautiful, with pearls and jades on his body, which was already radiant enough to be unstoppable.

But as soon as he saw his face, he felt that the color of the red dress was still too pale.

That face is enough to make everything in the world lose their original color and brilliance.

Po Jun was still immersed in the aftertaste of the story, unable to extricate himself. Seeing that Shu Yao didn't think too much, he couldn't wait to share:

"Brother, do you know who is the Lord of Thunder who killed Senior?"

He didn't wait for Shu Yao's answer, and asked again:

"Brother, do you know the touching love story between the Lord of Thunder and their old monk from Liudao Temple?"

Abbot Wuchen subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Ren Linliu took pleasure in other's misfortunes, even in the midst of thunder, he never forgot to sit and watch the show.

Shu Yao twitched the corners of his lips, with a half-smile: "I know."

In an instant, the audience was silent.