My Darling Sick Beauty

It's dimly lit here.

Mingjing stared at the swaying wick without saying a word, silent as ice.

This is his attitude of refusal. When encountering things that he doesn't want to see or deal with, there is only infinite silence in the absence of opportunities and solutions.

"Don't you have anything else to ask?" said the end.

He seems to have a great desire to talk, and wants to tell others that the little monk in front of him seems to be a good candidate.

Mingjing turned to look at him.

The little monk had no idea of ​​​​doing it, because he knew that he could not beat the thing in front of him. The body of Senior Changhe was originally a very tyrannical type among the half-step golden immortals. In addition, his body was not a real half-step golden immortal, but one of the origins of all things.

It is the Tao.

Dao seeds are derived from the source of the Three Thousand Daos and are part of this world - but only when they are dead.

If a part of the source awakens consciousness, it has already left the original front.

The word "liberation" is not necessarily the meaning in the minds of ordinary people. Mingjing couldn't figure it out, but he vaguely felt that his purpose would inevitably bring benefits, and this benefit would be brought about through destruction.

"You are so boring that people can't breathe." At the end, he spread out his hand, and the palm of his hand was a mass of murderous intentions of the sky that appeared in a cluster. This was collected during this period of time and used to speculate the degree of hostility of the Heavenly Dao towards him.

Mingjing looked at him.

"But Zhang Chengzhi is also suffocated. Maybe you are a good fit. It's a pity that you are bald, and you may be born a Buddha. Your life and eternal life do not belong to others, but only to Buddha."

In the end, using the body of Changhe Immortal Venerable, he would naturally say a few words for Zhang Chengzhi: "You also misunderstood him back then, he scrambled the Dao Seed not just because he needed it - the Dao is in the front, what's the point of fighting for it? ? He thinks that if he succeeds, he will kill you."

Anyone who looks at it from the perspective of an onlooker thinks that a Buddhist practitioner who is dedicated to transforming evil ghosts will only be hated by evil ghosts.

It was true at the beginning, He Zu seemed to hate it so much that he wanted to tear him apart, and hated the Buddha's cultivation of the Holy Body to the extreme, tenacious and indestructible.

But with the passage of time, the way of transcending Zen has evolved from the most drastic method to gentle nibbling. He silently transcended many fierce spirits from their evil nature and turned them into heaven and earth, so that the resentful spirits that could not be liberated were released. Resentment, dissipated on the spot.

His actions made He Zunzhu want to kill him day and night. But when he got along with Zen Yiche for a long time, and his killing intention weakened, he was suppressed by the opponent's friend, Changhe Xianzun Zhang Chengzhi, and locked his body with the giant chain that had been made long ago. Under the thousands of waves, the river is rolling and flowing.

Zen Yiche did not approve of Zhang Chengzhi's approach. He felt that the other party's move violated the heart of the Tao, and the combination of the Tao was blocked, and it was difficult to succeed. He also did not think that the ultimate Taoist species was suitable for a ruthless Taoist monk like Zhang Chengzhi. possible.

But he didn't do anything, he didn't want to rescue this evil ghost, and he didn't change his mind. He accompanied the mighty Styx to wake up and sleep together, meditated for thousands of years in front of He Susu, and was five steps away from him. In a distant place, a thousand-year-old transmutation mantra was recited.

The mind of Buddhist cultivation is firm, and no one can shake it.

His dream was not fulfilled, but it had come to an end. The thousand-year transition has almost no effect, and can only make his lotus stand wither, the Buddha's heart is stained with dust, and time is exhausted.

In order to prevent the innocents from being implicated by the oncoming thunder, Zen Yitou arranged everything needed for reincarnation and reconstruction in advance. When the magic technique failed and the barrier dissipated, only the golden and radiant river covered the bottom of the river was left. 's relic, and the lotus pedestal in his body.

This is a relic and a token.

Reincarnation and rebuilding is not as simple as imagined. When will the wandering true spirit find a suitable body and walk in front of the old one, these are unknown numbers.

During this process, Zhang Chengzhi never met Zen Yitou again. Changhe Xianzun's reputation is growing, but at the peak of its prosperity, he retreated bravely, passed down the mantle and heir, and retreated alone.

No audio after that.

Later generations tacitly wrote in the records that Immortal Venerable Changhe fell under the thunder of tribulation, but who really heard the thunder from the heavens many years ago?

On the other side of the world, only the body left behind can be seen.

Mingjing listened to the last Daozhong saying good things about Senior Changhe, and with this ruthless Daoist, solitary and solemn face, he made a completely different expression change.

He only felt that time was in a hurry, a thousand years in a flash.

"I was wrong, you are more boring than Zhang Chengzhi." At the end, he yawned and said he was tired. "Can't you just say a few words to me? Aren't you curious?"

"..." Mingjing lifted her eyes, looked at him and said, "Whatever I ask, you will say?"

The other party smiled, obviously trying to lie to him: "Of course."

"Okay." Mingjing said, "Senior Changhe's remnant soul is still there, so he will bind you, but seeing me, the remnant soul dissipated, and now it no longer exists in the world, right?"

At the end, he nodded in a leisurely manner: "Yes."

"You have been fighting for thousands of years." Mingjing's words were calm, "In the end, you won. You want to destroy this great world in order to break free from the control of the source. And the way of heaven is also because of your appearance, and release the murderous intention, in order to save itself ,yes?"

He glanced at the opponent's palm and saw a ray of murderous intent slowly dissipating.

The final Dao Seed's eyes were slightly condensed: "Yes."

"The purpose of cutting the boundary membrane is to disintegrate the power of Senior Jiang. He is the most promising person in the past thousand years. You are afraid of him." Those who have been silent for a while are always precise and terrifying when they speak, "But you seem to be I changed my plan many times along the way, and now, I still have to do something with Senior Jiang, probably not for him, but for Wen Renzun's main body—"

He couldn't speak.

Because the murderous intention of the sky in the opponent's hand condensed into a thin line, which cut his throat thinly, penetrated into it, and cut off the vocal cords.

Mingjing lowered his head, covered his mouth and coughed several times, his voice became hoarse and confusing, scarlet blood dripped from his lips and throat, he put one hand on the ground, and was drilled into the throat. Foreign objects stuck words scattered.

The person opposite stood up, turned his hands behind his back, and seemed to appreciate his embarrassment for a while, and then said with a smile, "Holy Sect Master Huijian, you should be quieter, you are more likable."

After saying these words at the end, he still had leisure to think that if the old man Zhang Chengzhi saw this scene, he might be so angry that he would lift the coffin board.

After wandering around for so long, he finally achieved the joy of completely defeating Zhang Chengzhi in a certain way.

For example, such a person has no beginning and no end in silent love, never opening his mouth from birth to death.

No, it has never been "born". From the beginning, it is the end of death, which has not changed through the ages.

——

Even after learning about Changhe Immortal Venerable's life and knowing a part of his image in Ghost Xiu's mind through He Zuoxian's mouth, it is still difficult for Jiang Zheliu to associate this person with the revenge society.

There must be some reason.

But he had insufficient information to draw it.

On the contrary, the aftermath of those piano sounds has not converged, and all the way to the distance, the ground is full of potholes, and the vegetation is destroyed.

The direction of the aftermath spread to a rift.

Beneath the rift, Wenren Ye's divine sense probed and found a well-arranged barrier.

After the enchantment, there are more enchantments, all kinds of illusions are arranged, magic weapons that induce hallucinations are randomly thrown into the bottom of the valley, and there is a deeper rift not far away, which is not formed overnight.

"Zhang Chengzhi" woke up long ago.

But Jiang Zheliu always felt that the trace was too obvious, but now, the two strongest people in the world have been sent by him, and there is no reason why he would not dare to go.

But he still made some plans.

The identity of Zen Master Mingjing in the past life is about to be revealed, and there is no need to confirm it again. Chang Gan locked the cat, but he appeared beside Jiang Ziliu.

He will protect his brother, and if Ah Chu is here, he will make the same decision. And one more important thing...

Chang Gan glanced at the little uncle in front of him and silently rubbed the seal token in his sleeve, thinking of his words that day.

With a sharp blade in the palm, there is also the risk of accidentally hurting yourself.

The counterparty wants to minimize these risks.

Wen Renye withdrew his consciousness, and slowly described the situation below to the Taoist companion beside him. He Su seemed to be sitting on a cloud of black air, floating in mid-air, and his whole body was irritating. Annoying ghosts.

"I don't know which enchantment is where the old monster is." He Suzu touched his chin and quickly withdrew his part of his consciousness. He was still injured, so he should not reveal his consciousness at this time, otherwise if Being attacked, the wounds add to the wounds, and it is even more difficult to heal.

"You'll know when it's all broken." Wen Renye said coldly and neatly.

He Susu looked up at him and scratched his hair irritably: "Who knows if Zhang Chengzhi has melted that Dao seed, so he is mysterious, what does he want to do?"

He has already escaped, and his hatred for the old monster is not as serious as before, but he is more afraid.

Zhang Chengzhi didn't melt the Doomsday Seed, it was the Doomsday Seed that melted him and had its own ideas.

"The worst thing is to want to destroy the world."

Wen Renye swept it again with his divine sense, then turned his head and told Xiao Liushu many times, feeling that he had almost explained what he was paying attention to, so he dusted off his clothes and prepared to jump down the rift valley and put this in his eyelids. The things that jumped up and down below shredded.

Jiang Zheliu tugged at him, and when he saw the eyes of the little devil looking at him in confusion, he thought for a while, but he still didn't explain his thoughts, but said, "Are you really not letting me down?"

Wen Renye nodded solemnly, as if he had already thought about it carefully, his dark purple eyes stared at his lover, full of doubt: "In this level of fighting, it is difficult for you not to get hurt."

"My cultivation base is restored..."

"It has recovered less than a quarter." The little devil corrected cruelly.

"You are only a little stronger than Yuan Ying now." He frowned and glanced at Chang Gan, "I will let the little snake follow you. If there is any danger, I can stop it in time and give me time to come back."

"...Well." Jiang Zheliu nodded thoughtfully, straightening the hidden thoughts in his mind, "I think about..."

"Don't think about it." The little devil is a bit domineering. He feels that doing this is the safest for Zhe Liu, and it can also make him feel at ease. "That's it, listen to me."

He ignored who was in charge of his own family. Although Jiang Ziliu was gentle and calm, his temper was good, and sometimes he was soft-hearted, but he seldom heard Ren Ye's words.

He has his own ideas, and his thinking, personality, and every choice are independent, mature and stable. It's not the same as Wen Renye. Although Wen Renye shows his teeth and claws and looks like the biggest evil character and the biggest villain in many popular stories, he is actually very obedient and obedient.

Jiang Zheliu didn't agree, but didn't veto either, just looked at the other party reservedly, and then looked away to look at He Susu.

"He Zunzhu," he said, "if there is danger..."

"It's very difficult for your Taoist companion to be in danger." He Susu snorted, "He is dangerous in his own right. In comparison, I am the most dangerous."

Jiang Zheliu: "...Then, take care?"

"You're really welcome." He Suoshi glanced at him and seemed to sense that the other party had some special thoughts, "Don't die, if you die, the world is probably over."

He was referring to Wen Renye's incompetent brain, which couldn't be stimulated a second time.

Jiang Zheliu nodded, responded to the little devil soothingly, and then watched the two enter the rift valley. With his divine sense, he could only notice the destruction of the third barrier.

The trail that followed was difficult to detect. He tugged at the corner of Changgan's clothes and asked, "Take a look at it for me, and tell me when the fight is about to start."

Chang Gan was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "...Let's fight?"

"Um."

"...With all due respect, you can't fight." Chang Gan said implicitly.

"It's okay." Jiang Zheliu stared down, "Let's go steal someone."

The speaker is calm, and the listener is stunned. Chang Gan was stunned for a while, and the silly energy from his childhood came back up again. He swallowed and whispered, "Isn't it okay? The little uncle has only left for half a quarter of an hour..."

"I mean stealing Zen Master Mingjing."

The little snake was even more nervous, feeling that his name was not guaranteed, and he said uneasily: "It's even worse to steal a monk..."

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, then glanced at him and said calmly, "The kind of thief who doesn't take off his clothes."

Chang Gan: "...Oh."

At the same time, there is a trace of disappointment.