Being bitten by Mei Xiaoyun, Mu Yun couldn't help but be horrified, and for a moment he had no idea whether this was really an illusion.
Especially when he thought about the fact that Yan Junlin had set up a trap before and almost allowed him to accidentally kill Mei Xiaoyun, Mu Yun even more suspected that he was repeating his old tricks and forcing himself to "show sincerity" on the spot.
But on second thought, Mu Yun felt something was wrong. How could he know that Yan Junlin didn't know what he was thinking and deliberately transformed himself into Mei Xiaoyun to prevent him from taking action?
I am probably already trapped in an illusion formation right now, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction with all my six senses. How can I be trapped in an illusion and be willing to wait for death?
What's more, Mei Xiaoyun had killed herself in Chaotian Palace that day. She was not a kind person at all. What's the harm in retaliating with tooth?
Nowadays, there are many people who repay kindness with kindness, and even try to gain fame and fame, and enjoy all the glory and wealth. Wouldn't it be foolish to blindly repay kindness with kindness?
If you don't take action, you are doomed to die. On the contrary, if you take action, there is still a glimmer of hope. As the saying goes, if you don't serve yourself, God will destroy you. Since things have developed to this situation, it is the right thing to stop and suffer chaos. The only person to blame is
It’s God’s will that plays tricks on people!
Once evil thoughts arise, they can set ablaze a prairie fire. How can they be stopped in a short time?
Mu Yun was so eager to survive that he no longer had time to worry about any conspiracy. He gathered his remaining skills with his palms and suddenly hit "Mei Xiaoyun" in the chest!
There was a crackling sound of broken bones under his palm, so crisp that it seemed to penetrate the eardrums. Mu Yun suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if something was being ripped out of his mind. This kind of pain was the same as having his throat torn apart.
Compared to the bite, it was even a hundred times more severe, almost making him miserable.
"Mei Xiaoyun" let out a pitiful hiss, her expression became more ferocious and mad, her sharp teeth clenched tighter, and she was clearly determined to fight to the death.
Mu Yun raised his palms with difficulty, and was about to strike out again, but an inexplicable sharp pain appeared in his mind like a conditioned reflex, and the pain made his whole body convulse.
The trembling hands finally slowly dropped, and the condensed Qi quietly dissipated. Although Mu Yun smiled bitterly, he felt a sincere relief.
That’s it, this is what fate is, what can I say? I just don’t know whether this means putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha immediately, or is Tai Ah holding back and appeasing the traitor?
But no matter what, everything in the future has nothing to do with me. Although it is inevitable to regret, but fortunately this is my choice? I finally have a clear conscience.
I always want to do my best for the people close to me, but in the end, I am just being used by others. It is better to just return to dust and return to dust.
Life is full of flowers and trees. It is commendable to do something, but it is even more precious to do something not to do.
As for how to achieve the state of "doing nothing without doing anything"? It seems that there is no solution in this life? Let's wait and explore in the next life.
Now that life and death have been put aside, the spiritual platform is finally clear, and the biting pain in the neck can no longer be felt? However, the faint sound of jade vibrating gold can be heard in the ears.
The sonorous and high-spirited tunes progress one after another, just like the roaring waves of the angry sea, or like the white waves rolling over the clouds. The majestic righteousness fills the blue sea and sky, making people feel excited.
A little awe-inspiring feeling in my heart? How happy is the breeze thousands of miles away? The haze covering the sky finally disappeared, and the scene in front of me suddenly changed.
Opposite him is Yan Junlin, who is still immersed in playing the piano. And the tune he plays is different from before? The sound of the strings is as powerful as a muffled thunder strike, and the swaying demonic atmosphere is about to destroy the heart and devour the soul.
Mu Yun only woke up at this moment. It turned out that he had already held down Tian Ling with his palms. He only needed to exert a little force to kill him on the spot!
In an instant, Mu Yun suddenly realized that self-interest is nothing but self-grasping, and ultimately one cannot escape the suffering of reincarnation. Only by truly entering the realm of selflessness can one gain a glimpse of the true meaning of one's self.
Feeling guilty, he thought of the piano music that woke him up. Mu Yun quickly followed the sound and met Mei Xiaoyun's relieved eyes.
But when he saw her slender fingers plucking and twisting in the void, there was a sound of clear strings that stopped the moving clouds. Her elegant posture was as beautiful as a lady in a painting, which made Mu Yun sincerely admire her.
Mu Yun had just gained true enlightenment, and his mind had already been as solid as stone. He silently used the Divine Secret of Light to resist the intrusion of the soul-suppressing demonic sound on his own.
Listening carefully while concentrating, Mu Yun felt that two melodies were echoing and colliding, and the struggle between them had reached a critical juncture.
When Yan Jun is about to fall, his fingers are like flying, and the urgent sound of the piano is so airtight that it sounds like the howling of all the ghosts in hell. Either his tongue is pulled out, or he is cooked in oil, or he falls into a mountain of knives, or he is tortured by a mortar, and he cannot escape in the end.
Only after the body's body has been destroyed and its bones destroyed, and its soul washed away for thousands of eons, can it be reincarnated.
On the other hand, Mei Xiaoyun is calm and unhurried, twirling the zither and plucking the strings while practicing the law, which naturally reveals the splendid demeanor of the ancient sages and sages. He establishes his mind for the heaven and the earth, establishes his destiny for the people, inherits the unique knowledge of the past saints, and creates peace for all generations. The noble ones are polite, righteous, and honest.
The son is silent and his strange power confuses the spirit.
Mu Yun listened to the sound of the piano with his heart, and realized that the two of them were walking in parallel, and ended up with the same destination. Regardless of the intimidation of hell, or the guidance of etiquette and patriarchal laws, they are all to warn the world. Only by having a righteous heart and being impartial can one be able to withstand life and death.
Discrimination, from no-self to the state of the true self.
In the vague thoughts, the piano battle has reached its final song. Yan Junlin is playing with his fingers, and Yama is roaring, and the ghost king is heard roaring. A louder and louder staccato sound is fierce and violent, with the force of the infernal fire gushing out.
I want to burn all the nine heavens and ten earths.
Mei Xiaoyun pressed her fingers on the strings, and the sound suddenly became muffled and low, almost inaudible for a moment. But in an instant, her slender fingers were flying, and the ear-splitting sound was like thunder bursting out, like a sudden storm, or the light after nirvana and rebirth.
More dazzling and dazzling.
The fire of karma refines the soul, the divine phoenix shines in the world, the sounds and strings are in direct opposition to each other, and complement each other. The saint and the devil, the good and the evil, the life and the death, the light and the dark, collide and merge in their respective melodies, inspiring a soul-stirring
Its penetrating power reaches deep into the soul.
The eighteen disguises of hell have finally been played out, the soul-soothing demonic sound has gradually faded into silence, and the dancing phoenix has returned to nirvana, leaving only a vague sigh.
Mu Yun had almost forgotten that he was trapped in the illusion of music and even almost committed suicide. He only wanted Yan Junlin and Mei Xiaoyun to continue playing together until the end of time.
But wishes are just wishes after all. When the song ended, Yan Junlin raised his eyes slightly, coughed slightly as his expression changed, and said: "The failure is imminent. The poor monk did underestimate the two donors. You have won this bet."
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Mu Yun secretly felt ashamed when he heard this, while Mei Xiaoyun slightly leaned forward and said, "I'm just kidding. In fact, if Mr. Yan uses his inner power to activate Qin Bo, the little girl will not be able to resist it. In this case, Mu Shaoxia will not be able to escape death, and this bet will be over.
It’s your turn to win.”
Yan Junlin's eyes were deep in concentration, and he slowly shook his head and said: "It's hard to find a true friend in the world, and the poor monk really doesn't want to burn his harp and cook his cranes. This is the end of the matter tonight. I hope that the two benefactors will find their way back as soon as possible. This is the door for seeking talents in this place.
, open to you at any time.”
Mu Yun raised his eyebrows and said with vigilance as before: "Young Master Yan is so favored by me, I really deserve it. If you are unwilling to do so, we can see you in real kung fu, and I will not be afraid at all."