Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

Another sleepless night.

Chen Zhou struggled to get up and put on his coat. He was silent for a while, then sealed the bamboo slips he had written in his hand into the storage bag, preparing to pass it on to Kunlun Sword Sect.

Ask them to find a spiritual plant called Desireless Grass, which is said to have the effect of purifying evil spirits.

If it is planted on a large scale, even if the demons are driven by demons, the demons will not approach easily.

When Ling Yun told him this yesterday, Chen Zhou was very surprised.

“It’s a bit like a plant we have back home.”

Ling Yun rested his chin on his neck and tilted his head to look at him intently: "What?"

"White Palm."

It can also purify the air.

Its shape is pure white and flawless, and it stands tall and graceful.

Ling Yun held his hand and said, "Go and see it when you have a chance."

Chen Zhou was startled for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and did not respond.

*

The sects acted extremely quickly. After knowing the monster's natural enemy, the major sects and families joined forces to kill it like crazy, and took the opportunity to force the monster back to its lair in one go.

Quiet abyss.

It is on the edge of Luanhai, tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Endless Sea.

That was the old territory of Ji Qingheng, the leader of that group of people from another world.

But the desireless grass can only restrain and has no other effect.

If the evil spirit is purified for a long time, it will gradually die and wither.

In order to quickly eliminate the root of the demons, the cultivators from the sects and families killed batches of people from other worlds at the entrance of Jingyuan, intending to force Ji Qingheng to come out and fight.

But no one responded.

Some cultivators wanted to attack Jingyuan, but who would have thought that they were turned into monsters just by trying to find out the news inside and never came out again.

At this time, Chen Zhou received a reply letter from Kunlun Sword Sect, which was stamped with the seals of several other sects.

*

The Endless Sea begins to warm up in March. Although it is barren, there are occasional small flowers and grass sprouting.

Chen Zhou sat on the beach, looking calmly into the distance, letting the sea breeze lift his long hair and slightly wide sleeves.

Without his glasses, his eyes are always moist, like the wet spring rain in March.

"elder brother."

Subject 1001 sat down next to him and handed him a bag of seeds.

What she gave to Chen Zhou were the spiritual plants she had searched for outside. The Endless Sea was severely corroded by the demonic energy, and very few spiritual plants could survive.

But this bag of seeds is different. Not only can they survive, but they can also bloom beautiful pure white flowers.

As long as Chen Zhou is willing, the entire Demon Palace will be filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Chen Zhou did not resist and accepted it.

"Why aren't you smiling, brother?"

Subject 1001 kept staring at his face. "I haven't lost my temper in a long time."

Chen Zhou is now like a person without emotions, calm and peaceful, and nothing can provoke any response from him.

If I were to discuss the Dao in my current state, I might be one step closer to becoming a god.

When a monk's emotions are severely hurt, he will choose to let go of all his emotions in order to escape the pain.

By the time Ling Yun knew about it, Chen Zhou had already gotten rid of the three emotions that affected him the most: joy, anger, and sorrow. Then, the remaining seven emotions: love, hate, desire, and fear took over.

The reason why Chen Zhou did not dispel his desire immediately was because he was afraid that Ling Yun would find him directly on the bed.

Love doesn't fade away because I can't let it go.

The evil did not dissipate because he had to remind himself all the time that it was the choices he made that led him to this path.

The fear did not go away because he still needed to think some things over carefully and could not just rush out fearlessly.

The secret will eventually be revealed.

On a bright spring morning, the sunken boat watered the flowers here for the last time and then disappeared from the Endless Sea.

*

The Desireless Grass bloomed all over the entrance to the Jingyuan, and blood flowed like a river here. The originally clean and flawless spiritual plants were also stained with blood.

There was a howling demonic energy beneath the entrance to Jingyuan. If a cultivator was not careful, he would be swept down and never be heard again.

Chen Zhou was holding a sword, his white robe stained with blood. He reached out and plucked a plant of Desireless Grass. He used the divine power in his hand to revive the originally corroded spiritual plant, emitting a divine light that had never been seen before.

He incorporated the Desireless Grass into his divine body, endowed it with divine power, and used it to purify the evil spirit.

The places under your feet are like dead trees coming back to life in spring, and everything becomes full of vitality.

The scent of grass and flowers.

The sound of wind and rain.

The phoenix comes and is invincible.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the earth.

Without looking back, he jumped down and jumped into the quiet abyss.

The two figures following closely behind also jumped down without hesitation.

Countless golden lights gathered in one direction, slowly but beautifully, revealing the wonders of all the territories in Dongzhou.

It is God who is falling.

Faith turns into God’s endless power, and all merits are displayed under the golden light.

This kind of grand occasion is unprecedented, and no one has ever had such a great positive influence in the world of cultivation.

It is the thousands of students who sank the boat, all the monks who were influenced by him, or the mortals who were saved by him.

The divine light lasted for a day and a night before completely dissipating.

There was no sound below the Jingyuan, as quiet as death. The Desireless Grass withered with the divine light and then disappeared from the world.

When the full moon was bright, a man climbed out from below.

She held a sword in her hand, her whole body was as cold as snow, and her name was Baihong.

The moonlight shone on it, but she saw the shadow gradually blurring in front of her eyes.

......

Above Jingyuan, only Lingyun was left.

The tears on her collar had dried, but when she touched it, she seemed to still feel the last warmth left by the sinking boat.

It's a very light love.

She opened the wine gourd, raised her head and took a sip, then sat among the green grass and wild flowers, looking at the clear night sky.

There are stars everywhere.

Suddenly, she thought of Chen Zhou sitting quietly on the endless seashore, the sea breeze ruffling his hair and blurring his face, leaving only those unforgettable eyes.

Clean and quiet.

Yet broken.

Ten years is just a drop in the ocean.

He left countless traces.

A sword, a man, fighting against the sky, living towards death.

The spirit is still there.

But all seven emotions were gone, and she only grasped the last bit.

It's fear.

I think he was reminding himself that he must learn to protect himself in the next life.

Chen Zhou was only left with fear, so he was in trouble everywhere. However, Ling Yun still had all her emotions intact. She took away her fear, tore off a wisp of her soul, and let this wisp of soul follow Chen Zhou.

We are not destined to meet in this life, but we will meet in the next life.

Ling Yun raised his head and took another sip of wine.

How could he be himself in the next life?

She would never see this person again.

But she once had him, in the Sword Sect, in the Endless Sea, and in the Quiet Abyss.

What does it matter if I can't see him?

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into Jingyuan. Lingyun stood up and flew away on his sword.

There is an endless sea of ​​flowers, and in the Demon Palace, there lives a solitary Demon Lord.

Three volumes are finished. (Because the comments section kept urging me to end the previous life, I cut nearly 60,000 words of the plot. The emotions may not be as smooth as before, but logically it is like this. Please forgive me if there are any omissions.)