She became a god

Miaozhu sighed, "Fellow Daoist Lu is truly a hidden master. It seems you deliberately let me injure you that day. Now I really suspect that you stole the Zen Heart of Cloud and Water."

His Buddhist cultivation techniques were completely destroyed, and he almost died at her hands a few days ago, yet he was still able to withstand so many of her moves today. It seems that Lu Jin'an's usual combat strength is less than one-tenth of his actual strength.

Blood trickled from the corner of Lu Mingze's mouth, and he suddenly said out of the blue, "I just want to live."

Before Miaozhu could grasp the true meaning of the words, a loud bang was heard.

The man in front of her, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, actually chose to self-destruct his physical body just to launch a single attack at her. Miao Zhu instinctively dodged.

Looking back, there wasn't a trace of the man's soul left.

Miaozhu routinely reported to Bodhi Buddha, having already prepared her report in her mind.

You can run away from the monk, but you can't hide from the temple. At worst, we can go to the demon realm's little panda tribe to ambush them!

But Buddha only asked, "Are you sure he self-destructed his physical body?"

Miaozhu rubbed the wound on her shoulder and replied, "Confirmed."

"In that case, forget it."

Miaozhu: ? ? ?

"I once owed Lu Lingxi a debt of karma, which I originally intended to settle with Yuan Tong. Now it seems that I can only go to Ye Qingzhou."

Human Realm, Central Continent, Lotus City.

The red panda sat on the side of the boat, its two short legs paddling back and forth on the water.

"Ah-Hei, why did you bring me here?"

Feng Rui said, "Don't you feel the atmosphere of killing here is very heavy?"

The little panda said, "I heard that over ten thousand years ago, an entire city died here, millions, even tens of millions of human lives were lost, so it's normal for the killing intent to be so strong. But..."

Feng Rui asked, "If you have any different opinions, please speak them directly."

The little panda said, "I feel like I've been here before, and I can't sense any murderous intent, I can only hear my heart pounding."

"Oh? Is that my heartbeat or yours?"

The little panda shook its head. "It's not us, it's the heartbeat of humans. It's the heartbeat of many, many humans. Sometimes I can hear it, and sometimes I can't."

The little panda covered its head, trying hard to recall, and slowly said, "Lotus City is awash in red, a vast expanse of darkness. Heavy rain falls from the sky. Heads are severed in the east, hearts are empty in the west, flesh lies scattered in the south, and bones lie scattered in the north…"

"Run! Don't get caught in the rain! Don't look back, there are fish behind you!"

"Don't look up! It's watching us!"

"Don't come any closer! I have no wishes! Go find the person who made the wish, not me!"

"It comes from the water, but it will return to the sky."

"The mountains are high, the waters are deep, the roads are long, the fish swim, and they have entered the sky."

"The mountains are low, the water is shallow, the road is narrow, the fish fly, and they end up on the table."

Seeing the little panda's pained expression, Feng Sui shouted sternly, "Stop thinking about it."

When the little panda came to its senses, it saw that Feng Xiu looked preoccupied.

Before the red panda could ask any questions, Feng Sui grabbed it and ran off without a word.

As the flying boat approached the border of the demon realm, Feng Hui said, "That Lotus City is indeed very strange. I almost fell into a trap myself. If the information you recalled is true, I'm afraid that any cultivator who harbors desires will meet a terrible end."

The little panda asked with concern, "Are you alright now?"

Feng Hui lowered her eyes and said, "I just saw my mother's... my deceased relatives, and I almost couldn't get out. If you hadn't kept repeating those messages to me, I wouldn't have woken up so quickly."

The red panda patted Feng's back with its paw, saying, "The deceased is gone, and the living must not wallow in grief. We must cheer up as soon as possible and cherish the good life we ​​have now."

Feng Rui hugged the little panda tightly, "I will."

After a moment, Feng Ai asked, "And you? Besides thinking about those messages, were you coaxed into making a wish?"

"No."

Feng Hui asked curiously, "Don't you have any desires?"

The little panda yawned. "Of course I do, but I can achieve my desires on my own, so why should I make a wish to it?"

Feng Yi understood that as long as a cultivator does not have unrealistic desires in their heart, there will be no problem.

However, most living beings in this world harbor some unspeakable, unrealistic, or even fantastical desires, and thus cannot escape the bizarre cruelty of Lotus City.

Now that things have come to this, Feng Hui has made up her mind.

There must be a way to enter the City of Desire within Lotus City, but Lotus City is far too dangerous.

Even if she can resist, her entourage is very likely to be affected.

The City of Desire is a legendary place, and going there alone would be too risky.

Besides, he has only recovered to the Nascent Soul stage, which is still too weak.

"Zhouzhou, would you like to come back to the Phoenix Clan with me first?"

"Great! I've never been to the Phoenix Clan before!"

Feng Hui couldn't help but smile. The little panda was displeased. "What are you laughing at? I've lost so many memories. I have no memory of ever being in the Phoenix Clan!"

Feng Hui explained, "I'm not laughing at you, but at myself, laughing at how I've never properly shown you around the Phoenix Clan."

Seeing that Feng Hui's expression was sincere and not feigned, the little panda calmed down.

"Hmph! I'll give you a chance to be a tour guide, so make the most of it!"

"Okay, Little Panda Queen."

The little panda's ears turned red instantly. "Why are you shouting along with those mortals?"

Feng Rui asked, "Don't you like it?"

"I like it, but it feels really strange when you call me that."

"Because Zhouzhou has grown up and has a sense of shame."

The little panda puffed out its cheeks and turned its head away, ignoring her.

That wicked Feng Ying, that evil demon, she's never playing with her again!

What does it mean to have a sense of shame when you grow up?

That makes it sound like she's never had a sense of shame before.

snort!

She has always been a polite and shameful little panda!

Then, the little panda couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure Xuanyuan Wuji is willing to take the blame for us?"

Feng Hui ultimately decided to shift the blame onto Xuan Yuan Wuji.

Faced with the red panda's worries, she smiled confidently and said, "It's not a question of whether he's willing or not, but that he simply can't exonerate himself."

"According to the information I've gathered, in the month that Yunshui Chanxin was stolen, Xuanyuan Wuji seemed to have developed a mental demon and injured several elders of the Xuanyuan clan. But recently... his mind has returned to normal."

“If I spread this news, if you were Fu Zichen, you would definitely suspect Xuan Yuan Wuji as well.”

The little panda nodded. "Yes. If God is impatient, he might go directly to Xuanyuan Wuji to settle accounts. Even if Xuanyuan Wuji has a way to prove his innocence, it will still take some effort."

"By the time the truth comes out, the celestial realm and the human realm will have already been rife with filth. This is truly a plan that kills two birds with one stone."

The red panda and Feng Hui stared at each other, and the two demons let out wicked chuckles.