Chapter 285: The sea of ??bitterness turns around, and I realize Lan Yin early
"..."
A few steps away, the stunning beauty was still holding the sword without trembling. A violent sword whistle came from the sword body and resounded throughout the underground palace. Bai Shu felt that what was next to his neck was not a magical sword, but something like a magic sword.
An unruly wild dragon from the Nu River.
"Isn't it funny..." Baizhu bared his teeth and said tremblingly: "Then let me tell you another joke."
"Once upon a time, there was a little pig. He had a dream. He dreamed that he would become a sailor when he grew up. The next day, the little pig went to ask his mother pig. She said that dreams and reality are opposite, so -"
"The little piggy grew up and turned into a ham."
Bai Shu was suddenly interrupted. He raised his head in shock and saw Pei He softly joining his words a few steps away.
"Hahahaha, isn't it funny? Hahahahaha."
Bai Zhu burst into laughter, but slowly, his laughter gradually became lower and lower, until it finally disappeared.
"Isn't this... not funny?" Bai Zhu cautiously said to Pei He: "I think it's quite funny..."
"I'm not here to listen to your jokes." The painted-colored woman said calmly:
"I remember this joke very clearly and will never forget it in my life.
That night, you were still sweet-talking me and telling me many jokes that I didn't understand, but after you got it, I never saw you again until you died."
"..." Bai Shu had nothing to say.
Bang!
Bai Shu was stunned. The next moment, his whole body was lifted up violently and pressed against the stone wall of the underground palace.
The sudden moment took only a moment. Before Bai Shu could react, his tiger body shook.
Pei He's cheek was only a few inches away from him. The short and silent distance was almost negligible.
Those dark jade-colored eyes were still full of alienation and coldness, but slowly, something was gradually loosening.
Bai Shuqiang took a deep breath and looked at the ethereal and pure woman. Her expression changed little by little, from crying to laughing, to joy to anger.
"Wait, wait..."
Baizhu, who had never experienced such a battle, turned red and shouted:
"Girl, elders like the abbot and I often talk and laugh. Don't make a mistake, don't do anything random!"
The tip of the sword is closer to the neck...
The pure light generated by the heavenly body was as fragile as paper under that strange magic sword, and had no effect at all.
Bai Shu's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a few lines of small words engraved on the middle part of the sword, which seemed to be poems, and there was also a signature.
"Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit -"
He recited it softly in his heart, and then his body trembled again.
The signature is the word "wuming", the calligraphy and painting are vigorous and full of charm.
Baizhu was stunned, and he was completely dumbfounded.
"I'm really convinced..."
He murmured, his face expressionless.
"I want to say that I don't know all this, do you believe it or not?"
Bai Shu swore to Pei He:
"I, Bai Shu, am still a young man. I practice hard every day without slacking off at all. I wish I could break a quarter of an hour into two quarters. How can this matter be related to me?"
"The person you are looking for is Wu Ming. What does it have to do with my Bai Shu?"
Bai Shu concluded emphatically: "This is a misunderstanding, a not-so-good misunderstanding!"
Pei He's eyes moved slightly. Just when Baizhu was filled with joy and thought this was a good thing, he suddenly saw her smile.
It is undeniable that although Wu Ming is not a human being, the people this thief has hooked up with are truly one-of-a-kind.
She has a graceful figure and skin as smooth as gel. As the saying goes, the more you look at a beautiful woman under the lamp, the more your heart becomes moved. This woman in her twenties has a gentle smile, like a lotus growing in clear water. Her temples are high and her facial features are exquisite.
Set off by the dim yellow lights of the underground palace, it looks like a timeless ancient painting, which is breathtaking.
Bai Zhu couldn't help but swallowed. He nodded subconsciously, then realized it immediately and shook his head.
"I haven't seen you for so many years. Your skin has become thinner and your tongue is not as smooth as before."
Under Bai Shu's amnesty gaze, Pei He put away Fenghan's magic sword with a flick of his wrist.
She raised her bare hands and straightened the scattered skirts of Bai Shu's clothes. During the process, Bai Shu remained expressionless and did not dare to move.
The woman's body had a cool fragrance, like the fragrance of lotus flowers in a waterside pavilion in late summer. She lowered her head slightly, and the hairpin in her bun swayed slightly with her movements.
Baizhu's face turned red, but he didn't dare to break free. He felt numb and itchy in his heart, like thousands of ants swarming around him, running around happily. He couldn't describe this feeling, and he didn't know how to explain it.
"Am I beautiful?"
Pei He spoke calmly.
"Beautiful!" Baizhu said decisively without hesitation.
"What about Jiang Mei?"
"you!"
"Where's that Wei Si from Beiwei? I heard that you have been very close to her recently."
"You!" Baizhu hurriedly explained: "I, Baizhu, have lived my whole life and sat up straight. Girls, please don't believe these rumors!"
"The Peacock of Qianyu Pavilion." Pei He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, like a coquettish girl: "How does it compare with her?"
Peacock?
Why is this happening?!
"You!" Bai Zhu said with a dull face and continued to give a thumbs up affirmatively: "You are beautiful!"
"Luo Chan?"
"...Who is Luo Chan?"
After a while, he was pinched gently by Pei He. Baizhu, who was shocked by the pain, said blankly: "Why have I never heard of this name?"
As the names were read out one after another, Bai Zhu's expression slowly changed from dullness to despair.
The aristocratic families, the Holy Land, the royal families of the Three Kingdoms, and even overseas countries. Some of them have names that Bai Shu has never heard of, but he recognizes them. Among them, the cultivation level is the fifth level of life treasure, and the higher ones are even the sixth level.
Immortal.
"You still keep this stamp collection?!"
Bai Shu cursed secretly, but there was nothing he could do.
"I don't like the way you are dressed."
Pei He took a few steps back, looked at Baizhu carefully, pursed his lips and chuckled:
"Your Taoist attire of Xuanyi and Xuanguan looks better than now."
"I'll change it when I get back."
Bai Shu raised his hand:
"Can I go back to sleep?"
"etc."
Pei He stretched out her slender white jade fingers, and suddenly she had an idea. She picked up a silver bracelet and handed it to Bai Zhu.
"Put it on."
"What is this?" Bai Zhu was cautious. He tentatively reached out and touched it, and found that it was not a magic weapon, but an ordinary silver bracelet, and the quality did not seem to be very good.
"Put it on." Pei He said calmly: "I don't allow you to take it off, I want you to wear it all the time."
"Does this bracelet have any unique meaning?"
Bai Shu stared at the bracelet cautiously, but did not reach out to take it.
When he was about to ramble further, he saw Pei He's beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, and an invisible sword light instantly cut off the corners of Bai Shu's clothes, and they came and went in a hurry, leaving no trace.
"I wear it! I wear it!"
Bai Shu was startled, snatched the bracelet from Pei He's hand, and put it on his wrist in a panic.
"See you later?"
Bai Shu, who was wearing the small bracelet, looked at Pei He cautiously and saw that she looked distant but showed no objection, so he said hello with a smile and ran out without looking back.
Pei He lowered his eyes and smiled softly.
There was still silence in the underground palace, and the light rain had not dissipated yet, like a little bit of light in the late summer night, flowing into a river in the sky, emitting a brighter light than fire.
The light came down from above, shining on the underground palace and the Nirvana Pool, like some flammable substance burning in the wind.
In the dim light of the fire, Pei He was stunned for a moment, and his thoughts began to blur.
"The poor monk is just a passer-by, why should Donor Pei be so obsessed."
In his memory, the handsome Taoist priest in Xuanyi had a faint smile on his face. He took one step forward and transformed into a monk in white clothes and sandals.
"I don't know how many young talents in the world have never forgotten the donor. The poor monk advised the donor to look back and stop making mistakes."
"If you master the Shangqing Lei method, you won't want me anymore!"
In his memory, Pei He heard his clear cry.
The girl in green clothes held up the hem of her skirt. She stood in the stream of the mountain stream, her face covered with tears. The stream flowed over her slender white ankles, and the golden steps on her head jingled with the sound of crying.
She stared intently at the monk in white holding a scroll in the clouds and mist, and choked with sobs:
"Wu Ming, you bastard! You are shameless!"
"He taught me how to accept lingering regrets, avoid being spoiled and angry, rehabilitate myself, change my temperament, let go of lost love, turn around from the sea of suffering, and realize Lan Yin early."
The monk in white recited a sentence lightly, the expression on his face was not moved at all:
"Donor Pei, I urge you to turn back from suffering and realize Lan Yin as soon as possible. From now on..."
The monk in white smiled slightly and said warmly:
"From now on, we will never meet again."
The clouds and fog dissipated, and the monk's figure was no longer seen. Pei He saw the girl in Tsing Yi stumbling along the way, falling into the stream several times, and looking miserable.
Finally, at a cloud cliff, the girl with red eyes took off the silver bracelet that the monk had given her before, and threw it into the rolling pine waves, never to be seen again.
After doing all this, she hugged her knees and cried loudly.
The crying in the memory is so sad, like a kitten that was abandoned outside during a thunderstorm and its fur was wet.
In the underground palace.
Pei He was stunned for a long time. After a long time, she suddenly sneered:
"Have you realized Lan Yin early?"
"Do you really think that all those things in the past can be written off?"
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The moonlight is bright, the stars are bright, and the thick clouds are illuminated magnificently and brilliantly by the bright light. After the light rises above the clouds, what you can see is only a crystal palace on earth.
Three days have passed in the Nirvana Pond, and now it is sunset again.
Except for a few pagodas that were still shining with light and occasional noises, the rest was completely silent.
Bai Shu stepped on the clouds. He looked at the silver bracelet on his wrist and was silent for a moment.
A slight stinging pain came from the skull, not severe, but just like the scene when the Nine Numbers Yuanlian unlocked the seal.
"What on earth am I..."
Bai Shu sighed: "What other sins have you committed?"
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"What are your plans for King Kong Temple regarding He Gong?"
In the Zen room, two people were playing chess. The abbot was holding a black piece. Opposite him was the current mountain lord of Taiwei Mountain, Pei Zhi, a Six Realm Human Immortal.
Pei Zhi retracted his gaze from Baizhu and spoke calmly:
"If a member of the Tianji Dao is really determined to go against you, it will be a big trouble for the Vajra Temple."
"The gift of reconciliation has been sent. It is a truly great gift. The temple can forget all the things Mr. He did before."
The abbot said calmly: "But if he insists on not knowing what is good and what is good, then let's see."
"What do you think?"
"Let's see how long Mr. He's secret technique can hide his whereabouts."
The abbot knocked heavily with his hand and said with a smile:
"Once he leaks his secrets and is noticed by Shenzu, the next moment will be Lord He's death!"
Pei Zhi shook his head and did not answer.
"Such a bastard who is only interested in profit and will do anything."
After a while, Pei Zhi suddenly spoke:
"I don't believe that he would really sacrifice his whole life for a woman."
"I don't believe it either."
The abbot was silent for a moment, then smiled and said:
"It's just the cause and effect of the world. How can there be any truth? Before becoming a Buddha, the Buddha was obsessed with a woman. He reincarnated for hundreds of years and was entangled. Even for this great eternity, he was so free.
All the Buddhas have been confused and troubled by causes and conditions, so why is ignorance an exception?"
"Mountain Master, I have something to say to you. You need to know that the heart is like the wind, so it cannot be caught. The heart is like flowing water, because it cannot be born or destroyed. The heart is like the flame of a lamp, and everything has its origins."
The abbot looked solemn and said with a peaceful smile:
"My heart is like a cloud——"
"Don't be so worried!"
Pei Zhi suddenly sneered. He grabbed the abbot's hand that was reaching for the chessboard and interrupted:
"Zen Master always refuses to change his bad chess problem! If you lose, you lose. How can it be so reasonable? While saying this, you secretly regret your chess!"
"No way!"
The abbot suddenly changed color:
"How can the master of the mountain taint the monk Qingbai? My chess skills are obvious to all!"
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At the same time.
Xichu.
Nanhua Palace.
In a majestic palace with green tiles and red pillars, a handsome young man with pale skin and almost no trace of humanity was sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.
He wears a purple gold crown on his head, and his appearance is quite handsome, but his whole body exudes a sinister and evil aura all the time, which makes people unable to get close to him.
suddenly.
A long whistle sounded in the distance, and then, a huge fire luan descended gently just outside the palace palace with green tiles and red pillars.
On Huo Luan's back, a boy in yellow turned over and climbed down. He was holding a talisman in his hand, which was shining brightly.
"Senior Brother Youzhi."
The boy in yellow first bowed, then approached the palace and said loudly:
"Master Kuchi wants to see you."
"Teacher wants to see me?"
Chen Youzhi smiled sinisterly when he heard this. He took the Fu Zhao, glanced at it casually, and threw it to the boy in yellow.