Immortal Voices

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After hearing Wu-Se's words, Rong Xian just raised the ends of her eyes slightly: "This?"

Rong Xian would never admit that she had changed, she was obviously as approachable as ever.

Obviously Rong Xian has no clear understanding of her own character.

Wuwo sighed, "I remember that when I was at Wuxin Cliff, I asked the Lord to ask two teachers to teach me how to behave in the world. I wonder how the Lord learned?"

Rong Xian hesitated, her eyes wandering.

Without me:…

It seems like I didn’t study hard.

It's also the fault of the forces that destroyed the Rong family and forced Rong Xian to grow up at a young age before she had time to learn anything seriously.

It has been two thousand years since then, and his methods, scheming, and strength have all improved, but he is still a scumbag with no one to teach him about how to behave, and his ability to understand has always been biased.

Even when he became an emperor, he was still like this.

This can be seen from the fact that the Lord made Master Wugou so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

The three of them walked towards Foziju without saying a word.

No self is immersed in the memories of the past, but Rong Xian is completely afraid to speak because she is most afraid of someone asking about her academic performance.

well.

The great monk was like a puppet, only completing his own tasks and not doing any extra actions.

For such an obedient and useful person, Rong Xian especially wanted to ask Fozi to borrow a few for use.

Soon the three of them arrived at the Buddha's residence.

Buddha's Residence is surrounded by lotus flowers that bloom all year round. The pink and tender lotus flowers are particularly beautiful.

In the center of the lotus pond is a tall wishing tree. The tree is covered with red silk cloths, each with words of hope written on it.

Not far under the tree is a polished stone table. On the table is a piano that exudes a simple atmosphere. Buddha sat on the stone bench and strummed the strings.

The sudden sound of the piano is like a fishing boat breaking through the water, and the fishermen are singing songs. In the melodious and slow way, spring flowers and the moon can be seen.

Rong Xian leaned against the tree without noticing anything, her hands folded into her sleeves and her eyes lowered as if listening to the piano carefully.

Wuwo sat cross-legged on the futon beside him, playing the Buddhist beads in his hand, as if he was lost in the sound of the piano.

Dragonflies flutter on the lotus flowers, and Sanskrit sounds are heard on the Bodhi tree on the top of the mountain.

What a great place to sleep.

Rong Xian, who had no talent for wisdom, closed her eyes and thought in a daze, and asked the palace singer to learn the music of Buddha to entertain the ministers when she returned.

The sound of the piano really makes people not wary at all, eh, interesting.

The sound of the piano that cleanses the human soul slowly stopped, Wu-Se opened his eyes, and sincerely praised: "The Buddha's realm has improved again."

This is not the first time I have heard the sound of the piano.

Buddha said dryly: "...As long as the donor likes to hear it."

Although I had already learned from Master that this person was still alive and well even though he had gone to the Sea of ​​Nie, I still couldn't help but feel frightened when I actually saw him, as well as the feeling of seeing a miracle.

Just like one day when you were chatting with your best friend, he looked up at the sky and suddenly said to you: Little brother, come out and see God.

"Donor Rong, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Buddha turned to look at Rong Xian, who was still familiar to him, and said with a smile, "This time the benefactor came to Niehai, no..." What can the poor monk do to help you?

The rest of the words were swallowed by Fozi because he found that the damned Emperor Xu actually fell asleep.

He fell asleep listening to his proud piano music!

Buddha:…

His sanity was on the verge of collapse. Dapeng spread his wings. Now he especially wanted to pick up Qin and hit Emperor Xu on the forehead.

But no, this piano is more expensive than Emperor Xu.

Fozi took a deep breath and maintained his expression with difficulty. He looked at the sleepy Rong Xian with a slightly twisted smile and said, "Donor Rong, did you sleep well?"

Rong Xian was bleary-eyed and subconsciously replied: "It's good, but I'm not comfortable in bed."

Buddha: Haha.

I'm really sorry that I didn't give you a bed.

Rong Xian woke up completely and realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

In order to make up for her previous friendship with Fozi, she tried her best to make up for it, "But you play the piano very well. I have never heard such a beautiful piece of music."

She gave a shy smile and said, "It would be great if I could hear it more often in the future."

There has never been a piano music that could make her fall asleep. Isn't it particularly good?

Fozi's expression was completely distorted. Who was Emperor Xu trying to deal with?

She even fell asleep listening to it, but she still had the audacity to say that the music was good?

Sure enough, there is a reason why he is just a little monk and not a monarch. He is not thick-skinned and dark-hearted enough.

Buddha didn't want to bring up this topic that made him so angry anymore, so he changed the subject abruptly and said: "The donor must also know the reason why the young monk invited the donor to come. What is the important thing for the donor to come here?"

Rong Xian frowned. She leaned against the tree to straighten her long, somewhat disheveled hair, and said casually, "I'm here to find someone. Your master must have told you?"

She glanced at Wuwo who was sitting upright, "Well, it's him."

Buddha was silent, obviously not believing it.

He thought this was Emperor Xu's excuse. She broke into the West Jibu Continent, pointed out a Buddhist cultivator casually and said she was an old friend. Presumably, the poor Buddhist cultivator was also speechless.

Poor Protector Zuo pursed his lips, suppressed a smile and said, "Amitabha."

Rong Xian was not annoyed when she saw that he had no intention of resolving the situation. She seemed to have finally realized that if she stayed here for one more day, the big and small monks here would not be able to clean themselves properly.

Rong Xian thought for a while, then comforted her with a serious expression: "Don't worry too much, I won't do anything rashly.

Fozi suddenly became more vigilant. His eyes passed over her body and his tone was calm: "It's best this way."

After the two sides reached an apparent agreement, Fozi said a few polite words and asked someone to arrange a room for the two of them.

Above the boundless sky.

Rong Xian stood in the void and stared at the death and rebirth of the world. It was a shocking and spectacular scene.

She seemed to look at it for a long time, and then it seemed like she only looked at it for a moment.

The gentleness in those eyes faded away, revealing the truest indifference and reason, as well as the heavy power of God between the brows, which was a terrifying desire for control.

But everything in front of her didn't seem to leave the slightest trace in her eyes.

"Heaven." After a long time, Rong Xian woke up and called out.

There was dead silence everywhere, not a single sound came out.

She seemed to be the only one in the boundless world.

As Cangtian's father's biological child, this was the first time she encountered this problem of summons not working.

A glimmer of light flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and she suddenly realized something.

The corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she exclaimed: "It turned out to be in a dream. This is so interesting."

She said that Fozi played the piano well, and it was true.

Rong Xian walked in the sky, tirelessly passing through one world after another.

Occasionally, she gets curious and participates in the rebirth of the world, growing, prospering, and finally sleeping together with the creatures. Occasionally, when she is bored, she also participates in the death of the world, and together with the world, she becomes the tentacle that destroys all living beings, destroying thousands of living beings and returning everything in the world to nothingness.

Finally, she felt bored, as if all her interest had suddenly disappeared.

In a certain room in the guest house of Foziju, a sleeping person lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the sound of the piano from the outside also disappeared.

Rong Xian sat up and glanced around the room. It was still the same as before.

She was half leaning on the bed, her long black hair spread behind her, and her grace was natural and heart-warming.

She sniffed the faint scent of sandalwood on her nose, and while recalling the joy of her dream, she said casually: "Sure enough, this world is better off being noisier."

Cang Tian was startled: "...Aren't you sleeping?"

To suddenly speak out and say such specious words is really unsettling, and Cangtian always has a bad feeling in his heart.

As expected, it heard Zaizai thinking thoughtfully for a moment, and then calmly said: "You said it is not easy to destroy the world. For the first time, I feel that these worlds are fragile and pitiful."

Cang Tian only felt the tiger's body tremble. Does Zai'er know what words of tiger and wolf she said?

Did he really learn from the evil star next door?

Sure enough, it’s hard to learn well and easy to learn bad.

Just when Cangtian was about to burst into tears, Rong Xian seemed to realize that she had scared her father.

She raised her eyebrows and said with a narrow smile, "You're not scared, are you? I'm just kidding."

If the world really died, it would be so unfriendly if she was the only one left.

Let alone no one to play with her, it would be too boring if her surging performance deprived the audience.

It was enough to experience the terrible one-man show in the dream once.

If one day she really gets tired of this dramatic way of living, then it won't be difficult to return the world to silence.

I have done this kind of thing a lot in my dreams, and I have gained a lot of experience.

As for the gap between practice and theory, it must not be difficult to practice it a few more times, right?

Of course, she didn't say such words, otherwise it would be unfilial to scare Cang Tian out.

However, the sky did not feel honored, it was extremely worried.

"You know I'm your father, right?" Cangtian asked cautiously.

There was a hint of confusion in Rong Xian's soft eyes: "Do I know about this? Didn't you always say that you are my old father?"

It was as if she believed it as soon as someone else said it.

Whether she really believed it or pretended to believe it, only she knew.

Cangtian was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Zai'er, you are the **** who was born after Abba gathered the essence of the entire world for millions of years..." for the sake of the world.

Rong Xian pondered for a moment and then said hesitantly: "Your pregnancy seems to be a bit long."

Cangtian: "...You are just what the world gave birth to."

What does it have to do with it.

It merely facilitated the birth of the cub.

No, no, no, that’s not the point!

Cang Tian's expression became even weirder, and after a while, it finally spoke uncertainly: "You don't have anything to say?"

Rong Xian stood up and walked off the bed. She folded her wide sleeves, as if she didn't even notice Cang Tian's speechless expression, and hesitated: "Should I change my name to your mother?"

Cang Tian: "..." Mother, you are the same size, I am your father!

What an unfilial son!

Cangtian took a few breaths, couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "I don't have a rebellious son like you."

After saying the harsh words, Cangtian unilaterally broke off relations with Zaizai.

Rong Xian seemed to be aware of Cang Tian's anger. She lowered her eyes and said to herself, "I don't know how long it will take for Papa to break up with me."

The old father's heart in the sky was softened into a puddle of water by this papa. It hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Just break up the relationship until dawn?"

Rong Xian looked at the sky and saw that it would be dawn in less than half an hour.

Rong Xian sighed, saying nothing.

After all, Cang Tian became angry and shut himself up in shame.

Rong Xian decided to stay in the West Antarctic continent for a while, as she was not familiar with it.

And her only acquaintance was obsessed with love and didn't give her any useful information or develop useful manpower.

If her subordinates don't do anything, she has to do it herself.

So, is it important for people to be self-reliant?

Rong Xian was thoughtful.

Of the four major continents in the Middle Thousand Realm, the only ones she didn't understand were the West Pole Continent and the Southern Wilderness Continent.

Both continents have shortcomings, so this is not okay, it is too detrimental to her.

The Lucat King of the Southern Wilderness Continent was not up to par, so she had to find a way to find help for the Lucat King.

Jiang Feiran had Zhao Hu's help in Dongshengbu Continent, and she came here in person in West Jibu Continent, so let Tong Zhou go to Nanhuang Continent.

After all, the ruthless Taoist master has achieved enlightenment by severing the world, and it’s time to do something to increase his sense of existence.

Her mind moved and she made up her mind.

In the Hades Palace of Northern Xinjiang Province, Tongzhou, who was sitting high and practicing, was dressed in a black brocade robe. He closed his eyes, and the sword mark between his eyebrows exuded powerful sword energy that was surging throughout the hall.

Amid the sword energy, a little fox that accidentally broke into this place was smashed to pieces.

That's right, Rong Xian doesn't practice as a person, but lets her incarnation practice non-stop.

It can be said that she wishes the whole world could be her incarnation, and even eats for her.

Tongzhou sensed something and opened his eyes. The sword energy from his body was swept away, and the sword mark between his eyebrows was covered up by the thunder mark.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, his eyelashes were lowered, his face was like a face carved from ice and snow, and his aura was misty and unpredictable.

"Come here." Tongzhou called.

Outside, several demon cultivators walked in together with Zhuge Jiming.

That's right, after Zhuge clearly reported it to the head of the Zhuge family, he joined the underworld and became a glorious and righteous person in the demon cultivator.

"Greetings to the Palace Master." Everyone saluted in unison.

Since Tong Zhou founded the Hades, the mysterious path of reincarnation has been looming in the forbidden area of ​​their Hades, and everyone has changed their name to the master of the palace.

Privately, everyone was inexplicably horrified. Every time they looked at the Tao of Reincarnation, they felt a powerful force of heaven and earth coming towards them, which made people feel irresistible despair.

This was done by the palace master on his own!

Everyone took a breath and felt so horrified.

After the ruthless Tao became enlightened, it turned out to be so powerful that it even caused reincarnation.

Is this something that humans can do?

Back then, Master Jiqing used his body to mend the way of heaven, but he didn't see such strange things.

No wonder only the Palace Master has succeeded in cultivating the ruthless way for millions of years. He is capable of what others cannot.

"I wonder what the master's orders are?" Biyun took a step forward and asked respectfully.

Tongzhou's eyes shrouded in golden light glanced at everyone indifferently, and then he said: "I have achieved enlightenment, and today I am warning that my ascension is imminent, and I need merit to offset the sin of killing."

His voice was clear and cold, like the melted ice and snow on the mountains gathering into a stream, refreshing and chilling.

But even so, it doesn't change the fact that he's talking too much.

Tiandao: I'm not, I didn't, you're talking nonsense.

However, Tongzhou ignored it and continued to make up nonsense: "I have decided to rush to the Southern Wilderness Continent from now on to help the human race stop the invasion of the demon clan and protect the rear of the human race. When I have enough merit, it will be the time for me to ascend. "

As for when it is enough, that is up to him and has nothing to do with heaven.

If you want to ascend or not, don’t worry yet.