[Thunderbolt] Changshengtian

28.

In the night, Changsheng fled recklessly and flustered. After the severe pain in the meridians in his body when he was withdrawing from the innate qi, the real qi fluctuated violently.

Now Changsheng has no time to calm down, but instead uses it desperately, as if it is inexhaustible, speeding up his pace while continuing to further heal Wangchenyuan.

Until he ran to a mountain forest, Changsheng was exhausted all over his body, and the toxins dominated by the innate qi on his body suddenly broke out at this time.Unprepared for this suffering, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were darkened, and even when he opened his eyes, his sense of direction was still confused.

The dark night weighed on Changsheng's heart, her legs were exhausted, and she accidentally fell to the ground, dust and blood covered her body and made her dirty, but she just clung to Shizun and didn't let go.

Suddenly he saw blood stains on the palm of Wang Chenyuan's nails, and the bloody palm made Changsheng choke his breath.

Ha, he pinched it himself, Master just now heard everything.

Changsheng closed his eyes weakly, despairing in his heart before he passed out.And realized that this is not Ziyingting, even the direction is wrong.

When Changsheng woke up again, he was lying in a simple room.The bloody clothes on Changsheng's body had been replaced by ordinary villager bunts.

When she woke up leisurely, she could suddenly recall a shadow full of Qingming Lingxiu.

Changsheng sat up from the bed, his pale face was covered by loose hair.The body is still a little weak, and the toxin broke out. It has been suppressed by a fresh aura, but it can't get rid of the toxin. I don't know how long this aura can last.In addition, when fleeing for his life, his true energy was exhausted too much, his limbs were weak, and he needed to rest and recuperate.

This toxin, even if it doesn't kill him, has the ability to torture Changsheng.

Hearing the movement in the house, an old lady in a blue flower dress came in to check on Changsheng's condition: "Miss, are you awake?"

Aim your face at where the other person is standing, in the direction of the door.She has always dressed in a neutral manner, touched the clothes on her body, and knew that the other party had changed her clothes.

"Thank you aunt for saving me." Changsheng's voice was dry and hoarse.

"I don't dare to thank you. I just helped you into the house. Our mountain god saved you." The aunt brought Changsheng a bowl of water to moisten his lips. Changsheng took a few sips from the bowl and asked what he wanted to know the most: " What about the man with me?"

The aunt said: "Drink slowly, steamed buns are steamed in the pot, and I will get you two later." Then she looked curious: "What is the relationship between that handsome man and you? When the mountain god put you in the village, You're still holding on to him and not letting go."

Chang Sheng handed back the pottery bowl, with a calm expression and no embarrassment: "He... is my master."

It turned out to be in a mountain village, Wenqing Wangchenyuan was in another room, Changsheng brought a bowl of warm water over.

Putting it on the table, her master was much more seriously injured than her, and sat on the edge of the bed worriedly to wrap up the quilt for Wang Chenyuan who was sleeping and comatose.

Changsheng didn't know that her complexion was much uglier than the other's.

Thinking of the moment before he fell into a coma, Changsheng was heartbroken, and took out his master's hand from under the quilt. The scars on the palm healed, leaving only mottled and messy marks, which shows how serious it was at that time.

Tears fell drop by drop on the palm of Wang Chenyuan's hand, Luck inspected the opponent's body, her breath was peaceful and there was no danger of life, but her foundation was ruined, and her master was not a martial artist, she was like a mortal now, and it would be difficult to cultivate in the future.

It seems that they really met a very powerful person, ordinary mountain people do not have this kind of means.

All kinds of clues are connected together, and Changsheng thinks of a person.

When Changsheng was in a trance, the hand hit by the teardrop moved slightly.It turned out that the master was pretending to be asleep, Chang Sheng held back his grief, stopped crying silently, and said the first sentence after he escaped with the other party: "Master, I... Isn't it good for us to leave the world of desire, no more It doesn't matter about martial arts, this disciple is willing to take care of you."

Wang Chenyuan only felt mixed feelings, even though the other party stuffed his hands back into the quilt, he, who was articulate, was unable to speak, as if his throat was blocked by the water that fell silently into his palm.But this good apprentice, who was allied with the righteous way, cut off any retreat for him, leaving him full of resentment and powerlessness.

"I don't have a disciple like you, no."

Wang Chen Yuan spoke these words slowly and with difficulty, as if exhausting all his energy.But Chang Sheng felt that the tone of each word was like stretched thin needles, densely piercing her heart.

However, since then, Changsheng never said a word to Wangchenyuan, even if it was a bad word, he didn't give Changsheng alms.

Obviously his body has recovered, but he still lay on the bed with a lifeless appearance.After Wang Chenyuan insisted on it for a few days, he didn't go on hunger strike anymore, but he didn't speak.

Sometimes the silence of the other party gave Chang Sheng the illusion that her master was dead, a terrible illusion.

Except for Wang Chenyuan who was lying on the bed once, when he heard the mountain people call her the girl who broke the ignorance, Wang Chenyuan's head moved to the side rarely.Changsheng smiled wryly in his heart, it turned out that the master didn't know that he was a woman, since he still cared a little bit about himself, then he couldn't be discouraged, right?

Changsheng found a single thatched house in the mountain village to live with Master, practiced and took care of Master every day, and then went hunting every few days and asked someone to sell them, and occasionally gave a few to surrounding mountain households and village chiefs when hunting a lot.

Wang Chenyuan became like a stagnant water, but Chang Sheng, who didn't like to talk before, would talk to Wang Chenyuan every day.At the beginning, he talked about some things from the bottom of his heart that he had never said to Wangchenyuan because of the desire realm. Later, he sometimes talked about things when he was a child, and sometimes he talked about recent anecdotes.

But the expression of ashen ashes made Changsheng himself feel full of sin.

Wang Chenyuan heard it, and Chang Sheng knew it, but the other party's silence kept suppressing her confidence.Will Master still have a day to speak to her?

A villain who is full of betrayal and deceit, and has abolished his own martial arts, I'm afraid he wants to tear himself to pieces.

So why not speak to yourself?

Maybe more than hate.

Yes, Shizun was also seriously injured in his heart, but when will it heal.

It will get better, everything will get better gradually, Changsheng comforted himself countless times in his heart after he had countless doubts.

As usual, Changsheng was lucky to activate Qi and blood for Wang Chenyuan, and felt the pain in his heart from the broken sea of ​​Qi.I blame myself for what I have done.

This remote mountain village has not been devastated by the martial arts turmoil, and Chang Sheng does not plan to leave here until he is in good health, but the relationship between her and the master has become more dignified.

Day after day, the longer it passed, the more Chang Sheng felt that she had done something wrong.Wang Chenyuan's body was fine, but his complexion was extremely bad, he looked lifeless and overwhelmed, a little haggard.

Could not be more obvious.

She is the one who made Master suffer so much.

But how can she let her master die, and what good is there in the world of desire, is it worth it?

The folk customs in the mountain village are simple and beautiful, and several nearby villages worship mountain gods.Changsheng also went to watch their sacrifice to the mountain god once, which can be regarded as lively.

The mountain god of Xiaoshan, Mu Lingshan Changsheng has never seen it once. To express his gratitude, Changsheng copied the Nirvana Sutra with his own hands. There are 36 volumes of words with sincerity, and the serenity, light, compassion, eternal and transcendent liberation of the world are expressed in the scriptures. gift.

For Mu Lingshan, he needs spiritual relief, and for Changsheng now, she also needs it.Because whenever facing the master, Chang Sheng felt that it was really tormented, almost making it hard for her to breathe.

After copying the gift from Changsheng, he was very casual, threw a cloth bag containing gratitude into Zhi'a of Xiaoshan, and went back to the thatched cottage.

After copying the scriptures of the Buddha, the anxiety in my heart was concealed by the ink-scented scriptures, and Changsheng began to break through without warning.

Without the belief in the Desire Realm and the enlightenment of the Demon Buddha, the desire realm kung fu of longevity can still be practiced in the way of Buddhism.Little by little, the true energy in the body was transformed into the authentic Buddhist essence of the Qing Shengzong.It is no longer without attributes, and even the sword energy is mixed with Buddha nature in addition to the sky and water.Changsheng can no longer use other exercises at will, such as the Poison Sutra she practiced before, but fortunately Changsheng doesn't need it.

Due to the congenital qi, the true qi has no attributes, which greatly increases the difficulty of breaking through.If it breaks through, the power of longevity essence can also be multiplied, and the innate energy may have other uses.

Now, Chang Sheng didn't feel any pity in his heart, after all, she saved her master's life.

Chang Sheng gently caressed the face, where Master's blood had once splashed.Thinking of the scorching red that filled my vision that day, it was too hot.

It was too hot for her to bear.

The author has something to say: That's right, the direction is reversed, and at the critical moment of Xiaoshan QAQ's longevity, it will lose the chain【.

Changsheng is that kind of standard rebel [escape

Sometimes I feel that the master and the apprentice are about to join the CP. The master and the apprentice have written such a long... But no QAQ...

Did you make it, I will write later that the master is a mortal who is going to die of old age... It is the guilt of a lifetime... It is more cruel than a secret love.