Predecessors all over the world

Just as Yin Miaomiao checked the memory of Qilan Zhenjun, a strange flush suddenly appeared on her pale face, and her breathing became hot and turbid.

Yin Miaomiao realized something was wrong and was about to withdraw when the storm had arrived.

In the vast sea of ​​consciousness, many fragments she hurriedly swept by was gathered by invisible forces, turning into a huge and powerful spirit insect, and biting it at her with a huge mouth.

It is very dangerous to find out the spiritual platform of others.

This is the most private place for everyone, and it is naturally xenophobic. Even if the monks roughly and simply divide it into layers, they have not really figured out the secret. It is like humans can do brain surgery, but their understanding of the brain is

It only exists on the most superficial place.

Although the true Lord Qiulan was dying, the power it burst out was amazing. Yin Miaomiao's spiritual sense seemed to be a pedestrian who had encountered a tornado in front of this strange insect, and it was extremely difficult to fight back.

After fighting with Daojun Changyang, the soul had not replied for a long time. She dared not fall in love with the battle and immediately regained her spiritual sense.

Master Qiulan raised his skinny hand, grabbed her wrist suddenly, and said hoarsely: "Come when you want, leave when you want? It's not that easy."

The retreat was cut off.

True Lord Qiulan closed his spiritual platform.

Yin Miaomiao could not hide his surprise. The spiritual platform of Qilan Zhenjun had long been shaky and could not withstand the slightest blow. He started a war with her spiritual sense in the spiritual platform. Even if he narrowly won, he would become a fool because the spiritual platform was damaged too much.

At such a great price, she would also have to hurt her severely... Yin Miaomiao frowned, her spiritual sense was like a swimming fish, and she gently avoided the attack of insects.

"Jiang Li lied to you, do you know?" she said lightly, "He has long admired someone."

A sneer: "Don't you really think he likes that child Qiuyue, do you?"

"Qiuyue?" Yin Miaomiao looked at him very surprised, "He is so old, so he is not so shameless, right? I am talking about his Taoist partner in his hometown."

The insect-conscious attack paused for one tenth of a second.

A silent sigh rang out from Yin Miaomiao's heart: I guessed it right. A woman who is willing to give everything to her beloved man is not about her own life and death, but whether she loves herself or not.

Do women really think about men, think about men, and hate men for the rest of their lives? What’s even more sad is that no matter how much she feels sorry, she still wants to use this as a breakthrough and pry open her mouth.

Stripping off the cloak of the senses, her regret and pity were passed on to Qiulan Zhenjun without any concealment. But she said, "So what? I'm going to die. I'm satisfied with what I can do for him before I die.

.”

"Even if he doesn't love you?"

"Is it important to love me or not?" she said, "It's enough for me to love him."

After a little pause, she asked meaningfully: "You also love a man and are willing to do anything for him, right?"

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but smile, but his eyes were cold: "Strange, it seems that many people like to make a fuss about this matter recently. Do you think I am you?"

"What's the difference between you and me?"

"I'm getting older. I have a much better look at men than you." Yin Miaomiao said lightly, "Do you know Jiang Li? Do you know how many people he is doing will harm?"

"It doesn't matter." The thoughts from the True Lord Qiulan were dull, as if they were just talking about a few irrelevant ants, "What does the people have to do with me?"

Yin Miaomiao was unhappy.

Qilan Zhenjun said leisurely: "People who practice Taoism should focus on themselves. They have not transcended the situation of life and death. If they care about the life and death of others, wouldn't they laughed out loud?"

Don’t misunderstand. If these remarks are spread, they will never be mistaken for what evil cultivators say. Although righteous people hate killing innocent people indiscriminately, they care about the life and death of the weak, and the majority are indifferent to the lives and deaths of the weak.

When two people fight fiercely on the road, they will have the advantage of killing people and robbing money. Most monks will not meddle in other people's business. If the strong are invincible and their cultivation is not up to standard, they will be killed by others. This is natural.

If the cultivator fights affect mortals, he wouldn't have looked at them a few more times.

Will people feel guilty for trampling a few ants to death, and even seek justice for them? The edges of morality are vague, and indifference to life is the norm.

In the hearts of practitioners, the one who ranks first will always be their own path.

Relatives, sects, Taoist couples, good and evil... all have to retreat.

The True Lord Qiulan has to be compassionate to Yin Miaomiao: "Before becoming a saint, you must do the saint's work, and you will only die without a place to bury."

"What do you have to do with you?" Yin Miaomiao gave up on persuasion.

The momentum of the spiritual consciousness group like cotton candy changes, turning into a huge vortex. Although the size is far smaller than that of the stinging insects, its strength is not weak. Wherever it passes, countless memory fragments are shattered.

The joy and joy that I first entered the sect was broken,

Under the care of his master and senior sister, the carefree memories disappeared.

Betrayed by his lover, he watched with his own eyes the pain of his love with other women, but disappeared.

...

The True Lord Qiulan smiled sadly and greeted him with all his might.

In my life, I have mediocre qualifications, ordinary appearances, and ordinary encounters. Only meeting you is the greatest miracle. I have been with me for three hundred years, and for the struggle of my status. You are always by my side and my heart and strength.

When I was young, my master always told me that being a human being is rare and you will not be happy if you know too much. Everyone has selfish intentions, and I know you have it too.

You lied to me, poisoned me in my medicine, and used me repeatedly.

You are afraid that I will reveal your secrets, so you tamper with my spiritual platform.

But I don't care.

If this can make us longer, then that's it.

In the years I have loved you, I am much happier and less painful.

So, I don't regret it.

What I hate the most is that you can't stay by my side and stay with me until the end.

It's all her fault, isn't it?

Why did she expose you now? Wouldn't it be nice to let me leave without knowing anything?

...

A bright and dazzling light bursts out from the sea of ​​consciousness, like the stars in the universe experiencing the Big Bang.

Then, he returned to nirvana.

Yin Miaomiao's body shook and staggered for two steps before he stood firm.

"Junior sister!" Yun Lian supported her.

"I'm fine." Yin Miaomiao held his forehead and frowned in pain, "This woman..."

Although she looks so weak and gentle on the outside, she is terrible paranoid in her bones. Her hatred for her is inexplicable, but she is aggressive and finally even makes a desperate bet, wanting to die with her.

Yun Lian explored Shang Yu's warm body and said, "The soul is gone."

"There is something wrong with her spiritual platform, and it seems that she was planted with a soul worm." Yin Miaomiao was still shocked, "Fortunately, I came early, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see anything."

Soul worms are not some kind of insect that is tangible, but a kind of soul technique. The caster can plant soul worms in the spiritual platform of others. When they have not been triggered, they cannot feel anything strange. Once awakened, they will erode the spiritual platform.

If he guessed correctly, Jiang Li would awaken the soul worm when he knew his identity was exposed, so that it could swallow the memory of Qilan Zhenjun to avoid revealing his secret. Otherwise, she would not have been able to succeed so easily when she peeked.

As for those fragments, she believed it was true. They were the most precious memories of Master Qiulan, so she tried her best to preserve them until the end.

Jiang Li’s precautions are actually meaningless.

Qilan Zhenjun finally chose to self-destruct the soul, in order to kill her and protect him. Unfortunately, her soul was destroyed by him, and her damage was limited.

"It's really ridiculous and sad." Yin Miaomiao sighed, his eyes turning to the distance, "I don't know how the master is doing."

Ren Wuwei returned at noon the next day.

The person is lost.

"It's not easy to estimate that he refuses to do more with me." The master carefully evaluated, "I think he should have not arrived in the transformation of the gods and the Nascent Soul is perfect."

Yin Miaomiao was surprised: "So strong?"

Ren Wuwei shook her and said slowly: "I guess he fought with me, and he only had a few moves over and over again. It was obvious that he had retained most of his strength, just like we were in Liuye City."

Yin Miaomiao recalled and said suspiciously: "At that time, Shui Ji couldn't beat you."

Ren Wuwei pondered: "I think she might be acting!"

Yin Miaomiao stopped.

Thinking about it, Meiji has actually fought with many people, and has even been defeated by her in the early stage of the Golden Pill, but is this her true strength? It must not. She used Chu Chan's foundation-building stage cultivation to turn Xiang Tianya

I was so fucked with Wen Qian.

She and Shui Ji also fought. At that time, her cultivation was complete with the Golden Pill, and with the chief seal, she could barely be able to enter the early stage of the Yuanying stage, but Shui Ji did not struggle to deal with it. Not to mention Jiang Li, she performed very much.

He was ordinary and had been injured several times, and even deceived Master Qiulan.

Damn, a bunch of drama artists.

An upright and simple person cannot do undercover things.

So, how strong are their true strength?

"Okay, don't think about it." Ren Wuwei waved his hand, "Just like you are now, you should stay in the sect for ten years. Jiang Li's affairs are for sure, so naturally the head and the others are worried about it."

Yin Miaomiao nodded: "I think so too."

Before, she investigated Meiji and others because of insufficient evidence and suspected that there were spies in the sect, so she only mentioned it vaguely and did not inform the sect in its entirety.

Now it's not the case.

There are only six people in the Dai Realm, so there shouldn't be a second spy in Chongxiao Sect. You can safely throw this troublesome matter out. By then, the three major sects will be connected and guard against one or two in advance, even if there is anything

Conspiracy and intrigue cannot make too big waves.

She suffered a severe injury shortly after she became a baby and has not recovered yet. She should take a good rest.

In addition, Changyang Daojun's attitude is unclear, so she would be better not leave the sect for a while.

Next time, Zhaohua didn't come to save her.

Ren Wuwei also thought of this and said, "I have already mentioned Xiao Lihua's matter to the head. He means that he will ask Guiyuan Sect for an explanation, but don't have too much hope...

…”

He lowered his voice and hinted, "Our Taoist Lord...can't come forward..."

Yin Miaomiao was surprised and asked in a lip-syncing manner: "Did you die?"

"Half-dead." Ren Wuwei made a lip sarcasm, "If you tell you this matter in the future, you can just have a clear mind. Oh, you should know that the sects have always been like this, big, big, and important."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said calmly: "I know."

The monks rank sects behind themselves, and the sects naturally also rank individuals behind the collective. Many things cannot be investigated in depth. Maintaining superficial harmony is the only way to be good to you and I, everyone.

Ren Wuwei comforted him, "Okay, don't be too sad. When I break through, I will avenge you." After pausing, he said, "Or, one day, you will take revenge yourself. Stay there and leave the green mountains without worrying about not having to worry about it."

Firewood.”

Yin Miaomiao bent the corner of her mouth: "Yes."

"Sure, you can go back." Ren Wuwei drove people like a fly, "Your senior brother has also become a baby. Can you move out of me? Let him take all the flowers on the mountain away for me.

”

Yun Lian: "I took over Lingmu Garden and will not leave for the time being."

Ren Wuwei: "..."

Yin Miaomiao stood up quietly: "I'll go back first, you guys chat slowly."

"Take your senior brother out!"

***

When Xiang Tianya arrived at Liuzhou, he heard a new news: the two demon kings in the Demon Island fought with Mu Tianguang, but neither side got a good idea.

The demon cultivator failed to cross the border successfully, and Mu Tianguang was seriously injured, but he did not come back and was still guarding the Snow Girl Peak.

Found Gu Qiushui in Tianya.

He was replying to Mu Tianguang at that time - he handed over a small note half a month ago. In addition to the serious business, there were three words "She is so good" - Gu Qiushui laughed after reading it, and replied to him four words:

There is no limit on the issue.

There is another word, which is very considerate.

After replying to the letter, he asked, "Who is the friend outside? Come in."

"The sender." Xiang Tianya threw the letter in, turned around and left, "No thanks, see you again."

Then ran away.

Gu Qiushui opened the letter and read the ten lines at a glance, his tense expression slightly calmed.

This is Yin Miaomiao's letter of peace. She said that her body had recovered and she had thoughts about the spies in the sect, and there should be a result soon.

Moreover, he didn't have to worry about Changyang Daojun's grudge, and she had a way to return to Guiyuan Sect.

Gu Qiushui thought about it and felt that he should not have gone to sleep in You Baichuan childishly after going to the sect. He couldn't help but feel curious.

What does she want to do?

The author has something to say: Seeing everyone scolding Qiulan Zhenjun and saying that she is in love, in fact, most monks do this, not saying that they are indulging in love, but that they put themselves first in everything. Why?

?It is not that human beings are selfish, but that the fundamental purpose of becoming an immortal is to transcend the cycle of life and death, and seek [individual] liberation.

Therefore, the life and death of others is irrelevant, because if you don’t become an immortal, you will die. It’s the same as dying early and late. If you can’t manage yourself well, why do you do? All losers will die.

Under this premise, many of the ideas of monks can be understood. However, people are not plants and trees, monks cannot completely erase human nature. Some people are sects, some people are the world, some people are the lovers... There are always people who sacrifice their way for others.

Different immortal cultivation articles have different settings. The basic setting of this article is that no matter whether the law of heaven is good or evil, all "Tao" can become immortals as long as they can reach the end. And becoming immortals is a matter of one person.

You cannot rely on others, nor can you support others. It is a personal path alone.

The world of cultivation is a chaotic, morally vague, and there is no absolute right or wrong world. Maybe everyone has forgotten that the battle between Taoism and demons is not a struggle between justice and evil, and demon cultivators are not all evil.

Cultivation refers to a monk who practices with demonic energy.

In the world, if there is more spiritual energy, there will be less magic energy. If there is more magic energy, there will be less spiritual energy. This is a battle for resource allocation, which is related to interests, not good and evil.

Ah, someone must be concerned about the party’s reaction to Xiao Lihua. Don’t rush to scold me. I’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’ll talk too much today.