The Holy Son is as handsome as a woman's face is full of absolute confidence.

Since he came to the Yin-Yang Sect in this way, he was very confident in persuading Yun Zhiyue.

This woman is not pretty.

It's just awesome.

But she has a body that is rare in this world, a body that countless women are jealous of.

The body has many uses, but the most useful is reproduction and fusion.

Obviously, Yun Zhiyue was favored by heaven.

She is truly unique.

The Holy Son raised his hands, which seemed to be glowing with bright glory, and the eyes in the Prajna Stars were dizzy with strange light, as if he could be exiled to the depths of a woman's heart.

"What are you pursuing in your life?"

The Holy Son said, "My master once asked the little monk like this, but I couldn't answer it. The master said, I should pursue the answer. But the little monk could never understand what the answer was."

Yun Zhiyue's beautiful eyebrows frowned, she didn't understand why the other party was saying this.

These monks just like to be mysterious.

The sage son said quietly: "It was not until the master passed away that the young monk understood something that the so-called answer was actually a process."

process?

Yun Zhiyue looked at the bright sky outside the window, thinking in her heart whether Chen Mu had come out of the "Gate of Life and Death".

At the same time, she also regretted how fierce she was to Shao Siming yesterday.

She once loved Shao Siming very much when she was a little girl, but gradually became distant because of her "jealousy".

But deep down, she actually felt sorry for that girl.

Because that girl is always very lonely.

There is no friend or a close friend.

This time, the girl risked her crimes being punished by the elders' group to help her escape at the risk of breaking the rules of the sect.

Yesterday shouldn't have been so good to her.

"What is the process? If you put it another way, it is life..."

The Holy Son looked at Yun Zhiyue's dazed eyes, thinking that the other party was thinking about his words, and continued with a smile.

"There are different levels of life, and vision and pattern determine which path a person should take in life.

Some children from poor families will spend their time in a daze, such as herding cattle, marrying wives, having children, raising families... while other children from poor families will choose to work hard to change their fate, go to scientific studies, seek business opportunities, and even commit crimes.

Children from wealthy families obviously have more choices in life than those from poor families, but not all the roads they take are smooth sailing.

Everyone has their own process and result. The so-called answer has been written in the process. What exactly is the pursuit? It is nothing more than this process of living through life.

You are the same as me, and there is no difference between you and those children from poor families or wealthy families.

The little monk pursues the illusory Buddha realm, and wants to go up step by step to see what I can get and how far I can see.

There is no purpose, but the process is the answer. What about you?"

The Son's wisdom-containing eyes stared at Yun Zhiyue's white cheeks and said softly. "What is your answer? What should be your life process?"

His eyes flashed with red light, and circles of ripples seemed to have a hypnotic effect.

"Chen Mu..."

"What?" The Holy Son frowned and looked at her in confusion.

Yun Zhi raised her head, her eyes were extremely clear: "My answer is Chen Mu. I will live for Chen Mu in the future, get married, have children for him, and grow old together..."

The Holy Son looked at her in a daze, but he didn't react for a moment.

He tried to see that women were joking, but judging from the words and emotions of women, it was obviously not a joke.

"Who is Chen Mu?" asked the Holy Son.

He had never heard of this name.

But what was most surprising was that Dashiming actually had a man he liked, which was not within his expectations.

Given the other party's identity, it should be difficult to resemble a secular man.

What is that man’s special charm?

Yun Zhiyue paused word by word: "He is my husband."

The answer is very concise and direct.

The Holy Son was silent for a long time and said softly: "Maybe the little monk did not respect your words before, and I sincerely wish you all that you can be together, although it is unlikely that you will have a perfect life in your current situation."

Yun Zhiyue sarcastically said, "Get out with your blessings."

The Holy Son took out the Buddhist beads from his sleeve and slowly turned them. His voice was less gentle than before, but he tried hard to make himself look sincere.

He said: "The little monk doesn't care who you like and who you want to marry in the future. But if you really want to be happy, you must leave this cage that imprisons you.

And the only way you have to leave the cage is to restore your former cultivation and take your destiny into your own hands.

Only the monk can help you with all this.

Of course, the monk is not that kind-hearted, after all, they have mutual benefits."

The Holy Son stretched out a finger and said lightly: "Once, you only need to practice with the little monk once to get everything you want."

Yun Zhiyue sneered, too lazy to pay attention to him, and walked to the window alone and looked silently in the direction of the book pavilion.

Although he was angry at the rudeness of the Son, he was a little proud.

She is not as beautiful as Shao Siming, but there are men who are willing to pursue it wildly, which shows that she is qualified to become Chen Mu's wife.

Yun Zhiyue's attitude undoubtedly disappointed the Holy Son.

He actually prepared a lot of rhetoric and magic gifts, but now it seems that there is no need to take them out.

But he was still unwilling to give in and said, "Why didn't Chen Mu come to save you? Because he doesn't have the ability to save you."

"Do I doubt now that you are really a great monk?"

Yun Zhiyue pinched her eyebrows, not hiding her disgust at all. "You are no different from those gangsters."

The Son fell into silence.

After a while, he seemed to see something from Yun Zhiyue and asked, "Are you worried about someone, is it the man named Chen Mu? He is in danger now?"

Yun Zhiyue was a little surprised.

This Holy Son's observation ability is indeed very powerful.

But she did not answer and silently waited for the arrival of her lover.

The Holy Son said lightly: "The little monk can help you save him, and maybe you can also restore your cultivation to save him, it depends on whether you are willing to sacrifice."

This is already a despicable threat.

Moreover, the Holy Son did not hide his jealousy and anger at all, and admitted: "The little monk wants to try it. Can you get you with this method? Since you love him so much, are you willing to sacrifice for him?"

If it were some other women, they might compromise to save their lover.

But obviously, Yun Zhiyue is different from other women.

Yun Zhiyue turned around slowly, her eyes extremely cold.

She raised Xueying's chin and said coldly: "I am an extremely selfish woman. Even if I would rather watch Chen Mu die, it is impossible for others to defile my body. Because only Chen Mu can touch my body!"

“…”

The Holy Son was speechless and had nothing to say.

This is indeed a "selfish" woman, but she is indeed a woman who has a deep affection for her lover.

He has finally admitted that he has failed.

However, people have two sides, even the Holy Son who reveals his kindness in front of others is no exception.

Besides, his mentality has collapsed a bit.

Since the other party cannot cooperate, I can only force this melon that may not look sweet.

Of course, not now.

After investigating the matter of "things beyond heaven", he and King Buzang will forcibly plunder the Dashi Ming.

If the Heavenly Lord dies, there will be no second person in Yin and Yang Sect to stop him.

Unless the Grand Secretary’s moral cultivation is restored.

However, he still firmly believed that there would be no other man in this world except him who could help Yun Zhiyue restore his strength.

"The little monk retreated first, I hope the Grand Secretary will consider more."

The Holy Son left the Tower of Thoughts.

...

Walking out of the tower, the Holy Son's face turned extremely gloomy.

Just as I was about to return to my residence, I accidentally caught a familiar figure, which was the girl in black dress.

The other party was holding a big watermelon and staring blankly.

Because she couldn't find her brother-in-law.
Chapter completed!