In the private seats on the third floor of Shuiyue Tower, Bei Ming stared at Jing Zhi, whose face was flushed and his anger refused to go away. His heart was helpless like a river, surging backwards, almost to the point of tears.
"Beauty, I don't want to restrain you, but you have such a big temper. If I don't restrain you, you will have to fight with the demon again." After saying that, Beiming let out a long sigh, "If you can kill me,
, I won’t stop you. If there were no monsters in the world, I don’t think we could really be quiet for a while. But you can’t kill me!”
"Woo." If you can't kill him, then you are in vain and you are not worthy of being an immortal cultivator.
"..." Bei Ming was amused and retorted with laughter, "A cultivator with a murderous heart seems unworthy of calling himself an immortal cultivator."
Jing Zhi, who was completely angered, actually made a hole in her holding spell: "You——"
Bei Ming was startled and hurriedly leaned back: "You can't kill Sanskrit, so you want to kill me?"
"..." Jingzhi opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes burst out with strong hatred, and he stared at Beiming intently.
There was a huge silence between them. Just when Beiming thought that from now on, Jing Zhixu would never have contact with her, he choked his voice and asked with difficulty: "Why?"
The beauty's sadness instantly hurt her heart.
As a divine monarch, she really has no position to look down on people, demons, demons, and ghosts who want to ascend to immortality. But because she is a divine monarch, she knows that there is nothing more than endless loneliness in the two mountains, so she
And I can’t understand why people, demons, demons, and ghosts are so persistent in the perfection of merit and virtue?
Is it just for eternal life?
But what’s the point of endless eternal life?
People praise the beauty of a flash in the pan, but they don’t want to become a flash in the pan.
"Beiming, tell Pindao, why is this?"
Bei Ming sighed melancholy again: "Jingzhi, do you think that after Fanyin dies, there will be no more people selling children at Chongquan?"
"yes."
"What would you think if I told you that the person who bought and sold children by Chongquan in the beginning was not a demon but a human being? In other words, if the person who bought and sold children by Chongquan today was not a demon but a human being,
Will you kill?"
"..."
Jingzhi's silence made Beiming put away her carelessness, and for the first time she showed the sacred majesty that only a deity could have. She turned her head and cast her compassionate eyes on the mortals who were still entrenched on the river bank, determined to trade with Sanskrit.
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"Jingzhi, the world is big, you might as well go everywhere. Human tragedies like today are not only happening in Chongquan, but also happening everywhere in Qiye Continent.
In your opinion, without buying and selling, there would be no killing. But since the creation of heaven and earth and the prosperity of the six races, buying and selling has never stopped, and killing naturally cannot stop.
You feel that all the evil in the world is caused by monsters, so you firmly believe that as long as the monsters die, the world will be safe. But——"
The chaos caused by Jingzhi's appearance at Chongquan has subsided. The mortal took the money from Fanyin with one hand and pushed the child out ruthlessly with the other.
Children who lose the protection of their parents are instantly swallowed by monsters in the water.
Bei Ming turned around and his eyes fell on Jing Zhi again: "Le Zheng Xichen, but that sentence is wrong. It doesn't mean that there is no business, there is no killing, because killing takes precedence over buying and selling.
Yumen's point of no return, you think it is not evil for a clan to kill one person to feed themselves in order to survive, then it shouldn't be evil for a family here to sell a child in order to survive."
Jing Zhi frowned and his body tensed up due to Bei Ming's words. He thought for a long time and said three words again: "It's different."
"Um?"
"Yes, people kill people to feed themselves, or women sell their children, it is all due to the helplessness of fate, but it has nothing to do with the helplessness of the demon tribe whether they want to buy children or not."
Bei Ming curled his lips and laughed: "Jingzhi, do you know why they call Fanyin Living Bodhisattva? Fanyin obviously bought off their child's life with a tael of silver."
"..."
Jingzhi couldn't ask, but Beiming answered: "Because before Fanyin took over Chongquan, the mortal who lived here and bought and sold children was only willing to pay ten cents to buy a child.
Son’s destiny.”
"——" Jing Zhi was stunned, with disbelief in his eyes.
"Yes." Bei Ming nodded heavily, confirming his statement, "Let me tell you one more thing. The reason why that person buys and sells children every day by the heavy spring is because children will become excellent nourishment for monsters.
The thriving growth of monsters will attract many disciples from cultivating immortal families. They will pay that person a high fee and then pick a monster out of the water.
Before Jiang Li became the demon king, and before the great demon Ze Yu occupied Chongquan, it was humans who controlled Chongquan."
Jing Zhi smiled bitterly and covered his face with his hands.
This person is really amazing. Her amulet can only trap him for an hour. If it takes a few more days, will she not be able to trap him anymore?
How long will it take until the beauty transcends and becomes a fairy?
Beiming didn't even dare to guess.
"Jingzhi, if you really feel uncomfortable, why not give up cultivating immortality?"
Jing Zhi put down his hand hastily and stared at Bei Ming with a complicated expression.
Bei Ming didn't care about the murderous look in his eyes: "Otherwise, you will obey me, and from now on, we will just eat, drink and have fun, without caring about the secular world?"
Jing Zhi pursed his lips, not wanting to talk to Bei Ming anymore. He turned his head again and cast his gaze on the river bank. His eyes were filled with powerless sadness.
Bei Ming shook his head and began to pour himself a drink.
Why is it difficult to cultivate immortality?
Because humans have human nature, if we cannot peel away the narrowness in human nature, we cannot achieve detachment. If the spirit cannot transcend, how can we overcome the calamity and ascend?
After a long time, when Fanyin's transaction ended, when the bustle on the river bank subsided, and when Chongquan was shrouded in quiet darkness, Jingzhi murmured and asked softly: "Is there really no way to solve it?"
What answered him was a deep sigh from Beiming.
Jingzhi may have talents that are unmatched by thousands of people, but his heart is too pure and he only wants to see the world in black and white. Then, he will not be able to be on the same level as Heaven and return to gray chaos.
Jingzhi got up in despair when he couldn't get the answer. Before he left, he said to Beiming: "I don't want to believe it. This is an unsolvable question. I want to give it a try and see if there is any solution in the world."
Law?"
Bei Ming held the cup in one hand and raised it lightly with the other: "Please."
It was the first time I saw Bei Ming show his determination, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes. He stood up hurriedly and walked out. Soon, the sound of his footsteps on the corridor was too far to be heard.
Bei Ming drank the wine in one gulp.
"Banshee."
"Ahem——" The wine hadn't entered his intestines, but Jing Zhi, who suddenly turned back, was so frightened that he choked out, "Huh?"
"Where can I find you, Pindao?"
"Are you still willing to find me?"
Jing Zhi nodded: "Pindao is not a ungrateful person. I know that you are helping Pindao."
Bei Ming curled his lips: "Then what are you going to thank me for, beauty?"
"..." Jing Zhi's expression darkened and he turned around haughtily.
Bei Ming laughed heartily and replied loudly to his back: "Jiuyi, Sanwei Bookstore."
Jingzhi nodded and left quickly. This time, Beiming didn't stop him.
She said she wasn't afraid of Yun Qing, but was she really not afraid? If she didn't go back, Xu Shi'an would have to return to the human world. By then, the gods from the two mountains might still be able to go to Yun Qing to file a complaint.
While Ze Yu was not looking, Bei Ming bought a basket of wine and then quietly rolled down from the platform of Shuiyue Tower. As a result, he happened to bump into Fan Yin who was returning with a full load.
"..."
Fanyin raised his eyes and looked at the height of the tower: "The female donor stole wine again?"
"How could it be again?" She had only stolen a few times. Besides, Ze Yu was generous. If she asked for it, Ze Yu would definitely give it to her for free, so her stealing could not be considered stealing.
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"The Taoist priest is gone?"
Bei Ming's face froze and he looked at Fanyin warily: "Don't tell me, you also have a crush on him?"
Fanyin was speechless: "The female donor, the poor monk is a monk who loves men and women.
I’m really not interested, but the poor monk has a good relationship with the female benefactor, and I want to remind the female benefactor that the relationship between a human and a monster is not tolerated by heaven.”
"Heh." Bei Ming sneered, "You should tell your demon king this!"
"..."
If a human and a demon fall in love, the consequences will be miserable. Isn’t it true that if a god and a demon fall in love, it will be miserable?
No, it’s worse!
Fanyin scratched the three colored feathers on his forehead in pain: "Do you think the poor monk didn't persuade me? It's precisely because the poor monk persuaded me that the three hairs on the top of my head are still growing!"
Bei Ming nodded and praised: "If you take a closer look, it's quite beautiful."
"..."
Turning into a big demon with anger, Bei Ming felt comfortable in her heart. When she and Fanyin walked away, she suddenly paused: "That's not right. With your temperament, you would actually persuade the demon king?"
Among the four demons under the demon king, Yan Hua regards Jiang Li as a god, Zeyu and Dongqing also fear the demon king, but Fanyin is obsessed with chanting Buddha and is too lazy to care about the demon clan.
Fanyin was silent for a moment, then stretched out a hand and made a calculation with his fingers: "The poor monk observed the sky at night and divined that the immortal Lord Yunqing is my king's doom."
"..." Bei Ming held his forehead and patted Fanyin's shoulder involuntarily, "San Mao'er, if you have nothing to do, don't read Buddhist scriptures, otherwise, you will be really brainless in a short time."
Fanyin raised his eyes and retorted angrily: "Female donor, this poor monk is not joking. Mortals naturally look down on demons, let alone gods who are higher than mortals?
The man named Yun Qing looked very humble, but the poor monk could see the contempt and disdain hidden in his eyes.
How could he really like my king?"
It can't be.
Fanyin tugged three tufts of hair on the top of his head depressedly: "The poor poor monk rarely shows his loyalty. He persuaded me, the king, Immortal Lord Yun Qing, that he had ulterior motives. As a result, my king almost beheaded the poor monk."
"Eh?" Bei Ming was shocked.
The reason why the demon king Jiang Li became the king of Youdu is that no one can match him except for his ability, and also because he has an excellent temperament and rarely gets into trouble with any demons, not to mention that Fanyin is one of the four major demons of Youdu. How could he?
Cut Sanskrit?
"If you ask me what love is in this world, it will turn life and death into bones." After sighing, Fangyin clasped his hands together and shook his head, "Female donor, listen to the advice of the poor monk. Although the little Taoist priest has a good life, he will never kill you in the future.
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"Get out!" What about observing the sky at night? It's because he doesn't want to see others happy!