Qingtian White Tofu

Everything in the world has laws.

For ordinary people, the book of life and death is by no means just recording the length of life or the depth of blessings in this life.

It is a chain of interlocking chains, linking past and present lives.

As the saying goes, what was owed in the previous life is the cause, and what has to be repaid in this life is the result.

Only in this way will there be all kinds of karma in the world.

This is the underworld, and none of the three realms can be violated.

If there is someone who forcibly defies the sky, the three generations will be pushed into the lower three realms.

That is, the way of animals, the way of hungry ghosts, and the way of hell.

After the third life, the soul returns to the sky of Lihen, and will never be reborn forever.

According to the book of life and death:

Sedum, from Huaiyang and Yuzhou.

Song Renzong Tiansheng was born in August of the seventh year and died in January of the third year of Zhihe.

He was 26 years old.

Now, it is the late winter of the second year of Zhihe.

It was less than three days before the sedum was exhausted and the lights were dry...

For all ascetics, the first commandment to learn at the beginning is to keep silent.

No more words, more words more defeat.

If before today, even if the sword hits the throat with blood splashing five steps, it will not be able to force Xu Changqing to violate half of the precepts of Shushan.

But after this moment, he has no scruples.

——*♂♀*♂♀*♂♀*——

"Ahem, white tofu..."

Sedum struggled to open her eyes, and slowly groped with her hands, but failed to touch the temperature of the man.

The room was quiet, and there was no light in sight.

The charcoal stove is still warm, mixed with a faint smell of soup and medicine.

The wind outside suddenly picked up, and the door was slammed loudly, as if there were still bursts of chill from the winter rain.

It's almost time...

Jing Tian wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to lift the corner of his mouth.

I'm really not reconciled, I finally looked forward to him, but...

Sure enough, it's still too greedy...

The winter rain is not dense, but it is not easy to stop. It seems that it will continue like this and live through the whole cold winter.

Sedum felt a little tired, closed his eyes slightly, and heard someone whispering in his ear in a daze.

"Master, master, wake up..."

Wu Zuo shook him, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Sedum opened a slit between her eyes, and touched the little apprentice's head with her bony hand, "My dear apprentice, don't be afraid."

Wuzuo pursed his mouth, without making a sound, tears soaked the front of his clothes.

"Where is the white tofu man..."

Sedum looked towards the half-closed door, and was slightly disappointed that he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Master Xu is in the next room, and he hasn't seen him for a long time."

Wuzuo wiped away the tears and sobbed.

"White tofu, white tofu..."

Sedum sat up abruptly, her pale face turned rosy, and her eyes suddenly became clear.

Seeing this, Wu Zuo knew that this was the image of a flashback, so he panicked and burst into tears.

"Master, master!"

Sure enough, after a while, Sedum was already lying in the cave, unconscious.

"Wu Zuo, you go out first."

I don't know when Xu Changqing arrived in the room, he touched Wuzuo's head, but his eyes lingered on the side of the bed all the time.

Wu Zuo closed the door, and the room fell silent.

Xu Changqing leaned forward slowly, looked down at Sedum, and said calmly, "Mr. Wuchang, please be polite."

But I saw two shadows, one black and one white, leaning against the wall, and the iron shackles hung in the air with a sharp and cold light.

The person who came was the messenger from the Palace of Hades, black and white impermanence.

"Since you are a cultivator, why did you set up an array in the room to prevent the two of us from possessing Sedum's soul. Do you know that doing this is against the sky!"

Xu Changqing said with a faint smile, "Nie Tian? To Changqing, Sedum is higher than the sky and thicker than the earth. If you can save his life, why should you be afraid of Ni Tian!"

The two Wuchang looked at each other, and shouted sharply, "Xu Changqing, humans and ghosts have different paths! How can the order of ghosts in the world be disrupted because of you!"

Xu Changqing nodded and said, "Of course I won't embarrass the two gentlemen. In the room next door, a soul-returning array has been set up. Changqing is willing to extend his life for Sedum with 20 years of longevity."

Er Wuchang was shocked and shouted, "Extend life with life! You know that this method not only shortens life span, but also hurts body. If you give him Yangshou, you will also be plagued by diseases in the second half of your life! Don't say that this life's practice has been wasted , future generations will not escape bad luck.”

"Your Excellency has no regrets."

"Stubbornness! What's the point of talking more! What you did today is recorded in the Palace of the King of Hades. When your soul returns to the underworld, you should investigate it deeply!"

The black and white shadows suddenly disappeared, leaving only the haze in the room.

"It's only been 20 years..."

This life is too short.