Chapter 914: Living with Loneliness and Madness (please vote)

Chapter 914: Living with Loneliness and Madness (please vote)

The grass is covered with dew, the reflection is bright, the wind blows down, and the cattle and sheep are in herds.

The Joyous Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, floating in mid-air, watching helplessly as the enlightened master who traveled to the grasslands gradually disappeared. The cool wind from high in the sky could not blow away the light of the lotus platform, but it made her face feel chilly.

The wind moves, or the heart moves?

In a trance, Huanxi Bodhisattva felt that all thoughts were lost and life was hopeless. Did he really want to switch from the Demonic Huanxi Path to Buddhism and become a nun who lights up the green lantern every day?

Silently, without any fluctuation of power, just the words "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find a shore" is imprinted on your heart?

Ten years of green lanterns, ten years of ancient Buddhas, and ten years of sitting dry. How could "Crazy Sword" Su Meng push Ananda's "cause and effect" of breaking the precepts of the sword into such a situation? Or is it a demon-like technique?

Still unable to figure it out, Huanxi Bodhisattva found that he still couldn't understand Su Meng's state.

The unknown is the most terrifying and awe-inspiring. The Bodhisattva of Joy took a deep breath, calmed down all the emotions, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Isn't it enough for me to go back to the Fairyland of Pure Female Immortals?"

Don't come out to cause trouble anymore!

Since the magic weapon can isolate the "Buddha's Sound", the Su Nu Fairy World must also be able to do so.

Worried about the accident, she drove the Nine-Rank Lotus Terrace directly to the meeting place told by Ying Ning. After a while, she saw Ying Ning who was anxious and restless, Shao Changge who was sneering, and the "Hundred Ques Demon" who was a little unable to control his violent emotions. Duan Rui.

"Master, you are back!" Yingning blurted out, as if muttering unconsciously.

"I have seen the Bodhisattva of Joy." Shao Changge concealed his disappointment and did not dare to neglect, and bowed.

The demons of the Left Dao follow their own moods and angers. If a small Sanren is killed by the angry Bodhisattva Huanxi, he will be killed. If there is any benefit, the Luo Jiao may not care about it, so he cannot offend the other party.

Duan Rui closed his mouth tightly, restrained his violent emotions, and showed his unruliness, and he saluted reluctantly.

Huanxi Bodhisattva has controlled his state of mind and said with a calm expression: "Liang Jiuzhou was rescued. The news has spread. There is no need to cover it up anymore. Don't take any action recently."

Was rescued? Ying Ning and Shao Changge were stunned. There were only a handful of experts who could save people from the hands of Huanxi Bodhisattva. Who could do it?

Haven't you heard anyone is nearby? Could it be Su Wuming who was everywhere?

"Rescued? Who rescued him?" Duan Rui asked in a questioning tone, quite unruly.

This is caused by the skill and is difficult to restrain. If it weren't for the great master in front of him, he would show it even more obviously.

The joyful Bodhisattva has tears hidden in his eyes, with a peaceful mind and compassion:

"'Crazy Sword' Su Meng."

"'Crazy Sword' Su Meng?" Yingning, Shao Changge and Duan Rui all blurted out. The words "Happy Bodhisattva" were spoken very gently, but they were like four thunders on the ground, the sound was shocking!

"He, he has returned to the world?" Shao Changge asked stammering.

The murder of Gu Xiaosang was related to the majesty of Wu Sheng's mother. With Meng Qi's subsequent disappearance, Luo Jiao must have kept it secret and took revenge secretly. He only said that his mother had mercy on the world and was reincarnated to wipe out the endless sins in the world.

I am delighted with the majestic appearance of the Bodhisattva and slowly nods his head:

"yes."

The word "yes" was shocking. Shao Changge shook his body and felt weak. She had never met Kuang Dao, but her familiarity with him was definitely better than anyone here. In the past, her young lady always mentioned it inadvertently. As for Su Meng, the few words he said again and again were enough to piece together a clear image: a guy who likes to show his holiness in front of others, a naive bird who pretends to be experienced, a fool who often gets angry because of shame... And familiarity can't eliminate the slightest fear.

What kind of person is my young lady? The most outstanding saint ever! Her skills, scheming, understanding, strength and realm at the same age are all the best among the best. When facing her, even the King of Laws has a sense of powerlessness, as if she has everything under control, making people want to imitate her unconsciously.

Nowadays, I have a considerable status in Luo Jiao, and I am even more famous in the world. I may become a divine envoy in the future, but compared with the young lady in the past, I am still a firefly and a bright moon.

Such a character eventually died at the hands of "Crazy Sword" Su Meng, so why not give him a somewhat terrifying color?

The unruly Duan Rui took two steps back, feeling an inexplicable fear. This was the strong man who had left the biggest shadow on him when he was young. As the opponent's performance became more and more exaggerated, his strength and realm became more and more... The stronger he gets, the heavier this shadow becomes. He has not heard from him for ten years, which is the most high-spirited stage in his life.

Unexpectedly, he came back again.

The evil star who once single-handedly stirred up the world and caused almost everyone to shun evil spirits has returned.

Bodhisattva Huanxi said seriously: "I suffered a hidden injury in his hand. I won't be able to recover in a short time. I have to return to the fairy world of Su Nu. Please inform the magician, Dharma king and Rakshasa about this."

The tone is flat, the words are full of tears, and the secret hurt is really not something outsiders can understand.

Duan Rui's face changed a few times, and he nodded fiercely: "The Blood Sea Rakshasa is nearby now. If the Crazy Sword hasn't entered the Dharma Body for ten years, he will look good!"

Huanxi Bodhisattva pondered for a moment and decided not to trick his teammates. The evil devil couldn't withstand being tricked a few times.

She said solemnly:

"Although I haven't seen his depth yet, I feel that he is almost as scary as the Dharmakaya. If Rakshasa wants to take action, be careful."

Some methods are even more terrifying!

"Almost as terrifying as the Dharmakaya..." Duan Rui's face suddenly turned pale, and Shao Changge had cold sweat on his forehead. Only Yingning was slightly better and secretly sighed:

"It has been silent for ten years, but if it comes out again today, will it rise with the wind like the big roc and soar up to 90,000 miles?"

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Mu Yunle followed the gray-robed monk Meng Qi out of the ruined temple and stepped into the mountains. He saw that the other man could not hide from the light, did not brag about the wind, and moved forward step by step. He couldn't help but feel happy that he could keep up!

She was most worried about the master's escape, so she could only watch from a distance and rely on fantasy to satisfy her curiosity. She would not be able to truly understand his identity, his story, and why he took refuge in a ruined temple without seeing the Tathagata and only looked at the lotus flower. , my heart is filled with despair, and I am dejected.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yunle's movements were all natural. With one step, he floated several feet away, shrinking into an inch, and followed closely behind Master Zhending.

However, Meng Qi seemed to be walking slowly, but he was moving forward step by step. Mu Yunle could only chase him farther and farther, and his back gradually disappeared.

"Master, wait for me!" Mu Yunle blurted out.

But the gray-robed monk in front of him ignored him and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Mu Yunle stood there blankly, puffing up his cheeks, making himself look like a dumpling, frustrated and disappointed.

She lowered her head, kicked stones, walked forward slowly, and muttered: "I haven't even asked about the story yet..."

She walked like this for a while, the sun was rising over the hills, making her eyes squint in the sun, and she planned to turn around and return to the city she left before.

Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a gray figure, and when she looked around, she saw Master Zhending sitting cross-legged behind a big tree, with his eyes half open and half closed. His figure gave people an empty feeling, and his withered face was reflected in the shadow and light. There is a strange charm in chaos.

Mu Yunle was stunned, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, his lips tightened, holding back a smile, holding his hands behind his back and raising his head, and whispered to himself: "Although the master has extraordinary strength and a tough appearance, he is actually very soft-hearted. Why don't you wait for me here..."

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The world of gods.

In Luoyi, Zhou Dynasty, a man in his thirties stood outside the city gate, looking up at this majestic city that had stood for hundreds of years.

He had a beard that was in line with etiquette and had a mature temperament. His eyes were slightly confused. He looked at the city wall mottled by time and sighed: "There is a way in the world, and the conquest of ritual and music came from the emperor. I wish I could see the ritual and music when Zhou Gong was in full bloom." Complete."

He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the city gate, his expression gradually becoming firm:

"There is no way in the world, etiquette has collapsed, and music has been ruined. The princes have replaced the emperor with their own bodies. The king is not a king, the ministers are not ministers, the father is not father, and the son is not son. There is nothing worse in the world than this. I am a humble generation, and my ambition is not low, but I want to seek advice from the past to end this long night.”

He took steps towards the city gate.

Cangzang room, here I come!

Boom!

Dark clouds suddenly covered the sky, electric snakes danced wildly, and the sky turned dark and then flashed bright.

…………

Outside Guangling City, at the head of Fenghuang Island.

Two men were sitting opposite each other under the sycamore tree. One was playing the guqin. His face was pale and he was as beautiful as a woman. He coughed a few times. It was Wang Siyuan, the former eldest son of the Wang family and now the head of the Wang family. He still looked like he was in his twenties. His face was sickly and his body was frail, as if time had left no trace on him.

The other person has ordinary facial features, wearing a green robe, sitting in a calm and majestic posture, with a red star condensing and protruding on his forehead, which adds a bit of demonic charm to him. He is now one of the nine evil paths, the leader of the Red Demon Sect, the "Devil Emperor" "Qi Zhengyan!

"He has reappeared in the world. Huanxi Bodhisattva has seen him." Qi Zhengyan said as if he was normal.

Wang Siyuan stopped playing the piano, clenched his right hand into a fist, put it against his lips, coughed a few times, revealing a trace of bright red, and then breathed out: "I know."

"Then do you know why he didn't kill Huanxi Bodhisattva?" Qi Zhengyan's eyes were dull, as if he was asking a question, and he seemed to already know the answer.

Wang Siyuan took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and smiled slightly: "I have been sitting in the ancient temple for ten years, hiding guilt, depression, unwillingness, madness, despair, pain and deep-seated hatred in my heart, tempering and polishing that spirit day and night. The sword incorporates all the energy, spirit and will into it, ahem, it is not meant to kill the little Bodhisattva of Joy."

"Ten years of sharpening the sword, ten years of torment, ten years of pain. When that sword is swung out, it will shake the world. It will be powerful in one go, then weaken again, and then it will be exhausted. If the rightful owner is not seen, he will definitely not use the sword."

"It sounds like you know a lot." Qi Zhengyan said calmly.

Wang Siyuan smiled, with a tired and sick look: "I am a magic stick, so it is normal to know a lot, but I can't calculate his true situation, ahem, hey, if I could figure it out, I would have realized the Dharmakaya long ago. "

"I didn't expect that he and Daluo Demon Girl would be in a life-and-death relationship." Qi Zhengyan turned around and said.

Wang Siyuan shook his head: "No, at least not ten years ago. At that time, I stood at the top of the city. The roars I heard were mostly guilt, pain, despair and resentment, but few were discouraged and unforgettable. Ahem, but It will be difficult to tell after ten years. Memories can beautify a person. Guilt and feelings will ferment emotions. When the pain reaches the depth, the sweetness will reach the depth. Today, what is fake is also true when it is true. "

"Ahem, Gu Xiaosang is really powerful. He is willing to die to make progress..."

Qi Zhengyan did not mention the matter again, but casually said: "You have only been in this situation for about ten years. It is difficult to survive without attaining the Dharmakaya. As the head of the family, why don't you marry a wife, have children, and leave blood descendants?"

"If you don't go crazy, you won't survive. If you don't have a way out, you won't be able to survive. What's the use of my wife and children?" Wang Siyuan looked a little crazy, "Besides, I'm not the only direct descendant in the family."

He looked up blankly at the swirling river, and said with a smile: "When practicing the art of numerology, the most taboo is to have emotions. Emotions will lead to bias and blindness. You have the memory of the Demon Lord, so it is not difficult to understand."

Wang Siyuan slowly stood up, his face flushed with illness, walked to the end of the island, and said in a flat tone: "Even if you fall into the devil's way, you still have brotherhood and friendship of life and death."

He turned his back to Qi Zhengyan, looking into the distance, without looking back:

"As a charlatan, I can only be accompanied by loneliness and madness besides numerology."

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I dare not add more to this plot, I have to slowly build up the emotions, and I have to build up myself, otherwise the subsequent explosion will not start