Nine thoughts of a gentleman in comprehensive martial arts

Dividing the soul to warm and nourish the spirit, and protecting the soul with the yin and spirit energy is easy to say, but it is only after doing it that the difficulty is not trivial.

Ye Jiusi sat cross-legged quietly, his spiritual consciousness swept across his sea of ​​qi, and he saw the bright yellow soul and the ice blue soul separating the two places at a glance. The former was gentle and quiet, while the latter was a little unstable, with sad and negative thoughts oozing from the soul. Emotions, revealing a trace of lonely coldness.The ice-blue soul tried to get close to the bright yellow soul, but the other party kept avoiding it, even if it got angry, it was useless.

Seeing the dim golden soul, Ye Jiusi gritted his teeth, covered the icy blue soul with immortal power, and forcibly tore away the yin energy in it.

The pain acting on the soul is more unbearable than being stabbed by someone. What is frightening is the coldness and emptiness when the soul is separated, as if a part of life has been poached away by someone.Dividing a part of the power of the Yin spirit will seriously injure the refreshing spirit and damage the primordial spirit, but if you practice well, it will still gradually return to its original state, but the pain of this division of the soul will inevitably linger, and I am afraid it will be exhausted.

Despite the pain, Ye Jiusi still planned to continue.When the icy blue flame was about to be torn apart, the bright yellow flame surged and slowly formed into a fuzzy baby shape.Ye Jiusi was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, the little golden man had already rushed towards the ice-blue soul, and scattered the immortal power covering it with his palm.He stretched out two hands like puffs of smoke, and hugged the ice-blue soul in his arms. The moment the souls touched each other, Ye Jiusi felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and the feeling of fusion of spirit and soul almost shattered her heart. .

The consciousness suddenly withdrew from the sea of ​​qi, Ye Jiusi frowned, covering his throbbing heart, feeling a little confused.

Spiritual consciousness returned to Qi Sea again, and Ye Jiusi found that the problem that he had been troubled for a long time had been solved.Ye Ying's soul was incomplete, and although Ye Jiusi's division of the soul was not complete, it had torn apart the power of the Yin spirit after all, and this part of the power of the Yin spirit was automatically incorporated into Ye Ying's soul, temporarily filling up the incompleteness of his soul.

Seeing that Ye Ying's soul had stabilized, Ye Jiusi didn't want to pursue the subtle throbbing just now.She carefully followed the method given by Nine Heavens Xuannv, and passed the yin energy in her soul to Ye Ying.However, the bright yellow soul who was quite resistant just now seemed to be asleep, allowing the aura to pass into his body, and the place where the soul and soul touched also gave back the peace of mind in his heart.

The transmission of spiritual power and Yin Qi caused instability of the soul, and Ye Jiusi's complexion suddenly turned pale, but he was a little surprised to find that the golden light passed along the soul to Ye Ying's soul, but disappeared without a trace.

Ye Jiusi didn't know what those golden lights were, but unexpectedly discovered that Ye Ying's soul was solidified a lot under the nourishment of the golden light, so she immediately poured the golden light into it without hesitation.

The golden light faded into Ye Ying's soul, turned into countless threads, and quietly sank into the darkness.

At the last moment when Ye Ying lost consciousness, there was only deep regret and reluctance in her heart. Even in the darkness, he hoped to feel even a trace of Ye Jiusi's aura.

But no, except for the thick darkness like ink, there is the cold touch of water.

He could feel that he was immersed in the water. The wet water was not frivolous, but extremely heavy. Even if he dropped a handkerchief, it would only sink instead of float.Ye Ying was in such water, sinking all the time, like a bottomless abyss, which would never fall to the ground.

"Amitabha--"

In the chaotic darkness, there is a thick and heavy Buddhist language that seems to come from the vastness of ancient times, and the sound of the wooden fish can be vaguely heard, with the ancient clumsiness of the vicissitudes of life and the clear and clear sigh, compassionate and tolerant.

Ye Ying only felt that in the water that could only sink, there was a gentle and warm energy gently supporting him, like the open palm of the Buddha, leading him upwards, walking against the water .A few strands of golden light also appeared in the pitch-black field of vision, and the vicissitudes of life and heavy voice were still sighing softly, murmuring a vague sentence.Surrounded by golden light around him, lines of ancient characters faintly formed. The golden light was gentle and warm, separating the weak water around Ye Ying's body, leading him out of the water, and firmly protecting him in the golden light.

"Listen carefully! Listen carefully! All living beings in Jambudvipa, their actions and thoughts, are all karma, and all are sins. Not to mention murdering, stealing, adultery, and lying, there are hundreds of crimes. Sigh, sigh, sentient beings do not know their crimes, and have gone through hundreds of years. There is no regret in suffering, only complaining about God’s injustice, how can there be salvation? Doing good deeds, accumulating merit, praising and taking refuge in the Buddha, after a long time, the karma will gradually disappear, and then you can get peace of mind.”

"Amitabha - if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Hell is not empty, and I swear that I won't become a Buddha-"

It seems that the Buddha's words with curling sandalwood are hovering empty in the quiet space. The aura and clarity of the Buddha's nature make people feel safe.Ye Ying felt a bit of warmth that penetrated the soul in the chaos of ups and downs, not strong, but gentle and thoughtful enveloped him in it, releasing a meager temperature, giving Ye Ying a moment of clarity.

"Eh? Weird, weird." An ethereal and misty voice rang out, although he said doubtful words, his tone was so flat that there was no wave, "This person is really weird! He clearly committed the crime of killing, but he was not punished by the crime." Haunted; three souls and seven souls, only one soul and three souls, submerged in the weak water of the river, but it did not dissipate; he did not have much merit, but he had such a rich merit and golden light to protect his body; the soul was incomplete, and he could not enter Reincarnation, but it is clear that the immortal soul has been forged, ghosts and messengers regard it as nothing, it is not like the people of this world, strange, strange!"

"Amitabha—" The compassionate and tolerant voice of chanting gradually stopped, and he recited again, as if sighing or regretting, "Idiot, another idiot—"

"Hey, I don't know who has accumulated such merits and virtues, and used such a rich golden light of merits to protect such a ray of remnant soul. Isn't he an invisible idiot?" The majestic Buddha on the lotus pedestal unceremoniously stretched out his feet and kicked the animal that looked like a dragon, a flying dragon, a tiger but not a tiger, and said in a calm and authentic tone, "Listen to my little friend, and listen to me." Listen. There are still strange people in this world who think they have too much merit? You say that I exchange this wisp of remnant soul with that person, will that person give me all of his merits?"

The one called "Ting Ting" is an auspicious animal with a tiger head, a one-horn horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and unicorn feet. Its fur is as smooth as white snow.He was lying at the feet of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and listening to the other party's lecture. When he was fascinated, he was kicked and kicked. People must have great fortune, and that idiot has become a fairy. Although I can know the things of the six realms, I must not reveal the secrets of the heavens at will. Others are reluctant to love and hate. Suffering, why do you add fuel to the fire?"

The man was dissatisfied, and retorted: "You love me, why not? How can you say it is adding fuel to the fire?"

Ting Ting shook his head, sneered and said: "Dare to say that you are willing to take advantage of the danger? If you can accumulate such a strong merit, you must do more good deeds on weekdays. Born into a wealthy and noble family, life is safe and healthy, husband and wife are harmonious and beautiful, and there are many children and grandchildren. But since the other party has become a fairy, this merit will be her reliance in the future, so you can naturally take advantage of her danger. I am willing to exchange with you. It’s just that what you have done is to cut off the way of people and cut off people’s backs, which is a great evil! Don’t be afraid that your dojo will be swept away by Tiangang!”

The man turned around and stared at Di Ting, his pair of ice blue eyes were extremely clear and ethereal, like unpolluted water.His hair is light water blue, long and winding to the ground, but not stained with any dust, like a stream of water.He was dressed in a pure white robe, and his face was extremely holy and beautiful, ethereal and clear like the blood of the extreme north, cold and cold, clear and transparent, sacred and not to be profaned.

He is like a snow lotus living on the top of a snow mountain, and also like a fairy lying high above the bright moon, so cold and distant, so unattainable.

With a wave of his hand, his sleeves rolled towards Ye Ying like flowing clouds. In his sleeves were mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars. In the blink of an eye, Ye Ying's remnant soul was taken into his sleeves.

"I don't care about that, merit is good food, and I haven't had enough for a long time." The man tilted his head, his holy and spiritual face was full of rebelliousness, "As long as the soul is immortal, that idiot will not stop eating." Even if I don’t exchange it with her, sooner or later I will use up all her money.”

Listening to a scream, scolding him for being despicable and shameless, but the man just twitched the corners of his handsome lips in disdain, turned around and disappeared into the thick mist.

"He is a person from another world that cannot be tolerated in the world! Han Qi, you will regret it!"

After Di Ting roared the last sentence, he didn't know if the other party heard it, but Di Ting let out a muffled snort, swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat, and slumped back to the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva again.

There is always some punishment for leaking secrets.

"World Honored One, with his appearance, is he really the kind and gentle water kylin in the legend?" Di Ting almost wiped away his tears for the poor couple, and muttered, "It's hard to meet someone with a pure soul. , a person who is clear and pure in three generations, but there is only a lonely soul left; it is not easy to meet a kind person with immeasurable merit and no sin, but he is robbed by this kind of love."

"What's even more ridiculous is that when the two separated, they were born with great fortune, and sooner or later they would aspire to the top of the sky, but they fell in love!"

"Then all the merits and virtues were eaten by a brave man wearing a unicorn skin! The clean and pure people were also infected with the love of the world! What is this? Is it good fortune to trick people?"

Di Ting felt very sad, such a kind of God's will tricks people, such a heart-burning hatred, I am afraid that after staying in the city of death for thousands of years, this pain will not be forgotten, right?However, this catastrophe is chained one after another, and there are dangers to survive everywhere, and if there is a half step, the catastrophe will be lost.Even if every step is good, there is no guarantee that she will not collapse and go crazy because of it. Even if Qian Fan is exhausted, there will be no fate in the end. Isn't it a greater tragedy?

"World Honored One, you are right, all living beings in the Buddha, who is not suffering?"

The true Buddha sitting quietly with eyes closed is dignified and solemn, and his precious appearance is solemn. Hearing this, he folded his palms together and murmured: "Amitabha——"

"Listen, you are not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish? Love and love in the world of mortals are turbulent, each has its own creation, forget it."

"Yes, World Honored One." Di Ting sighed softly, but quickly put it behind her mind, immersed in the sound of the wooden fish repeated countless days and nights.

And Han Qi took Ye Ying's remnant soul back to her dojo - a cold pool that has gone through the ages.

Han Qi is an ancient auspicious beast water unicorn. In Honghuang, a world where one breath of fresh air can lead to immortality and one drop of dew can lead to Taoism, he can also be ranked among the top ten mythical beasts.He was born out of the cold pool of the barren wilderness for thousands of years. He likes to devour monsters, can resist thousands of waters, and deter monsters. He is born to understand the principles of the world, understand the will of heaven, and can listen to the destiny. He is the king's beast.

In Nuwa's deep sleep, the three-legged Golden Crow Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were all dead, and now that there is no one who can survive in ancient times, he is a well-deserved king of the monster clan.

But he is different from ordinary water unicorns. He is rebellious by nature, and he does things according to his preferences. He doesn't like to eat monsters, but he likes all kinds of spiritual plants or such ethereal things as merit and luck. I was afraid that I would not be able to, for fear that he would disturb their luck.Han Qi didn't care, she walked alone, meddling in her own business when she was in a good mood, and frightened little monsters when she was unhappy, she was quite happy.

Han Qi rummaged through her cave, and finally found a piece of soul-nourishing jade balance that she didn't know when she got it. She sealed Ye Ying's remnant soul in it, and took a handful of merits to taste it.

It is also rare to have a jade balance for nourishing the soul. It can keep the soul alive. As for merit?Just treat it as a room fee.

Ye Jiusi, who didn't know that all the merits he had passed on to his master had been eaten up by others, was in a very bad situation at this time.

The tearing of the soul brought her endless weakness and pain, but even so she did not dare to stop the transmission of spiritual energy to the master.She could only sit cross-legged in meditation, gritted her teeth and endured the crazy pain, and kept telling herself to adapt to such fragility.But in just a short moment, her face was covered with thin sweat, her lips were pale, and her face was pale.

The pain was actually not severe, but it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which couldn't be shaken off or ignored.

Ye Jiusi gripped the bedpost so hard that it even left deep fingerprints on the solid wood.But this didn't relieve the pain, she could only clenched her clothes tightly covered in cold sweat, pressed her lips tightly, and pressed her fingers so hard that her knuckles turned white.However, the pain was really driving people crazy, Ye Jiusi couldn't hold back after all, and smashed the wooden table beside the bed with a ruthless punch.

The sawdust stuck into the back of her hand, and blood flowed out immediately, but Ye Jiusi didn't seem to feel it, just closed his eyes, fell asleep with cold sweat all over his head.

It took Ye Jiusi more than ten days to get used to the tormenting pain.Even though she has suffered unprecedented pain in the past ten days, she still insisted on holding on to this heavy pain, and with her deep love for Ye Ying, she endured every minute and every second that almost made people collapse. .

The pain in the soul is second, as long as Ye Ying's soul gradually stabilizes, she can endure no matter how painful the pain is.

It's just that what frightened her more than the severe pain of the tarsal maggot was a loss of hope and hope. Sometimes when she fell asleep due to the pain, she would have a beautiful dream.

In the dream, she seemed to be still on the banks of the West Lake in her hometown of Hangzhou, in that rainy Jiangnan water town.Seeing the Tibetan sword disciples in golden costumes coming and going, the junior brothers and sisters making troubles everywhere, she smiled softly in her dream, and then picked a handful of intoxicating purples and reds by the lake, wore flowers and brushed willows, and walked past the familiar But there are some unfamiliar buildings, walk through the long corridor and walk towards Tianze Tower, and you will see the man standing dignifiedly under the flower tree, holding a sword and waiting for a gorgeous rain of flowers blown by the breeze.

She called Master, and he turned around, and when she ran to his side, he raised his hand and patted her on the head lightly, and asked, Are you back?Or give a hoot.

In the dream, she smiled so happily, as bright as the most beautiful scenery above the West Lake in early spring.

That was the most ordinary but also the deepest memory in her memory. It was so beautiful, so beautiful that when she remembered it, she couldn't help laughing, but she couldn't stop crying.However, how beautiful the dream is, how painful it is to wake up.When you dream back at midnight, you will find that the pillow is full of tears. Sometimes just sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, you feel that the most lonely soul is bound by the shell of freedom, and there is no liberation or redemption.

The moonlight outside the window was so cold that it pierced my bones. Sometimes she hugged Yangui and knelt by the threshold with bare feet, quietly watching the endless falling snow on Cangwu Mountain.The whole world is a vast expanse of whiteness, the icy cold wind blowing into the house, sometimes she would just go out with bare feet like this, letting the white snowflakes bare her shoulders and head, the whole world seemed to be nothing but She was alone, lonely and hopelessly cold.

She will put her face on Yangui's scabbard, use time to prove her love, and let the years prove how painful the beautiful memories will bring.

Master - if all this is my fault for loving you, then I would rather I never loved.

Every night soaked in tears, the only person by my side is Yangui, such desolate loneliness gradually numbs the pain into desolation.

Master, my initial happiness was just to say to you with a smile when I got home——Master, my apprentice is back.

People, you really can't be too greedy, otherwise God will take away your most cherished things and leave you with nothing.

The author has something to say: [I want to walk slowly with you, from the dawn of the sky to the snowy white head. 】

At the end of the writing, only this sentence popped up in the author's mind. I struggled with the title for a long time, and finally chose this sentence.This sentence does not tell the content of the story, but the lonely artistic conception in it, just like the end of this chapter, it interprets loneliness.

When the author saw this sentence, he really didn't have a little bit of defense, he just cried like a dog.

It comes from a very famous Kisan story, I believe most players should have heard of it a little bit, it is really emotional.

I said that the male god is fine, the fairy sword world really only abuses little wine..._(:зゝ∠)_(Top the lid)

In order to write this chapter, I also went through a lot of information and Buddhist scriptures, fascinated...

As I said in the last chapter, Xiao Jiuer has already begun to despair. At this time, Xiao Jiuer is facing a hopeless future, but she is holding on to such a life-saving straw and refuses to let go. There is no way forward, no way out , for Xiao Jiuer, everything is just waiting for time.

I don't know if you still remember the foreshadowing laid in the previous 28 chapters?Haha is actually a foreshadowing here~~!

That virtuous person is Jiusi, although Jiusi has become a bit dark, but I can only say that my three views are very upright!Good people are rewarded~! (Mud) And there is also a third pure body in the world of Xianjian IV, which is Yun Tianhe... Fuck, I don't believe that my male god can't compare to Yun Tianhe, a man who married two wives!

Han Qi is an important role! ! !Remember, it's very important! ! !

Well, you may be more negative after reading this chapter... Let me warm you up... =v=

【Brain Hole Theater】

(About the male god Sanshi Mingjing)

Listen carefully: World Honored One, this is really too miserable! ! !The clean and pure people of the third life!He finally cultivated from a great magician to a law god, and now he is about to fall short! ! !If you add up to ten lives!The tenth virgin boy, Nima has a Tang monk! ! !

Author: So now comes the question—who cheated the male god so badly? !

Audience: Ye Mengqiu at Hidden Sword Villa!

Author: It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, the little expert in the pit—Old man Ye!

Uncle police, we have already called the police, thank you, please call me Red Scarf! ! !

The other 25-person large-scale hero dungeon is already full... Dear friends, please don't post any more character designs. Seeing your hard work writing character designs and posting them, it hurts my heart to reject you... But 25 people have to be controlled It is not easy in a novel, I want to write the best for you, so I am very sorry! ! !

Finally, I would like to thank [Bubuyu KAKA], [Guo Jizibai], [Lin Doudou], [Youth A], [Yanyan], [溡尼], [Hafen], [Ye Lan] for their support Reward!I love you~!