I overturned the car after being scumbag

Li Yunsheng looked at him blankly.

The little fox nestled in his arms obediently, his language ability was sealed by the Bodhisattva, but these eyes that can see directly to the bottom of the eyes are unmatched by any language.

He wrote lightly, and said to the other party: "Trust me once, okay?"

Li Yunsheng hugged him into his arms and hugged him tightly without saying a word.The surrounding fish swim towards the center one by one, and the fragrance of lotus flowers in the pond spreads almost endlessly.

The fingertips pressed against the palm moved again, and the handwriting was a little trembling.Just when the bloody Sanskrit words on the Zen master's cheeks were showing signs of shaking and dissipating, a light mist seemed to radiate from between the kowtowed fingers of the two.

Li Yunsheng's eyes stopped here.

The appearance of Jiang Yuanhan stabilized his mood to a certain extent, but it also affected his mood all the time.

Li Yunsheng washed everything to keep his sweetheart and his whole world, but now, even if he tried his best, his world and everything he had were leaving without any means.

He clasped Jiang Yuanhan's hand backwards, staring at the other's slender and almost transparent nails, the Sanskrit on his face reflected a bloody cold light.

The other party has expressed his position desperately, but he still can't grasp it, just like the wind passing through his fingers.

Jiang Yuanhan also noticed this.The silencing mantra cast on him by the Bodhisattva in a semi-protective nature seemed unbreakable, but after several attempts, he was finally able to speak a few words with difficulty under the restriction of silence.

"Actually, you and I... have never been separated."

If the feelings are of the same mind, why fear the sky is high and the water is wide, the clouds are deep and the road is far away.

Demonic obstacles, ego, delusion, ignorance, all these are born because of emotion, intertwined with strands of emotions arising from desire.Even if the golden immortal Taoist ancestor who has never been contaminated by the common world in the nine heavens falls into the thousands of mortals, he may not be able to throw them one by one, and his heart is peaceful.

The sky was covered with blood, but Huijian Bodhisattva had already stopped.

Because of his sudden telepathy, he felt that Xiaohan was there, so Li Yunsheng had a glimmer of hope to get rid of his demonic nature.

Although the person Li Yunsheng loves is a demon, he has a broad and comprehensive thinking.If he insists on going his own way and going further and further away, he can only go against his lover.

The Buddha's light swirled gently, but it didn't force the light on Li Yunsheng anymore, but wanted to infiltrate it to protect the little fox's body, but it was completely isolated by Xiaohan's power belonging to Li Yunsheng.

He can't trust anyone.

The Scarlet Thunder couldn't circle around, but the Lightning couldn't go down.The child that Tiandao loves is in the arms of the demon Buddha in this world. Lei Jie condenses infinite murderous intentions, but at the moment Jiang Yuanhan rushes over, there is infinite retention.

The Tao is ruthless, but Jiang Yuanhan, as the two Taoist ancestors and a child who was born in this big world, after the seal gradually dissipated and the breath was revealed, the luck that had not been loved for many years finally poured out mouth.

It's just that Jiang Yuanhan doesn't know this for the time being, his fingers gradually become thinner and thinner, and the scattered clouds and mist linger and spread out, making it difficult to grasp.

"I actually...have never left you."

He held the Zen master's hand and brought it to his chest little by little.

"You stay in my heart, accompany me, all the time."

Li Yunsheng's eyes were dark and dull, and the bloody Sanskrit on his cheeks faintly glowed. The tighter he held the little fox's hand, the more severe the situation of the other party's disappearance was, like quicksand between his fingers.

"Zen Master," Jiang Yuanhan said, "We are honest with each other, and we start over."

"Xiaohan..."

"Between heaven and earth, there must be thousands of living beings as witnesses. Your hands are clean and free from blood, okay?"

Every sentence is from the heart, [-]% sincere, and there is no half a word of falsehood.

Li Yunsheng couldn't hold it in his hand anymore, he clearly felt the dissipating touch of Yunyan, and hastily grabbed hold of it and kept it.

Just nothingness, nothing left.

The fog dissipated.

The sugar on the candied haws will melt, the fragrant lotus seeds will shatter, and the temple will become empty.

The clouds returned to the horizon.

The moment Jiang Yuanhan's body completely dissipated, the long-hanging blood-colored thunder thundered down, and the pale light illuminated the sky.

The brilliance faded, the fish in the lake submerged, the lotus withered, and the bloodstains fell into the water and scattered like nothing.

Li Yun's long hair fell down, and the blood-colored Sanskrit on his cheeks reflected a dazzling brilliance like a gangrene on the tarsus.The surrounding blood condensed as if attracted, covering his skin with a layer of bright red faintly revealing the blood, but soon, the blood was completely hidden.

At this moment, as far as he is concerned, the heavenly tribulation and thunder are light.

Li Yunsheng still maintains a protective posture, but there is no one in his arms.Blood oozed from the corner of his lips, and drops of blood fell drop by drop into the center of the lake.

In the lotus pond formed by his surviving the catastrophe, the hibiscus in the water withered overnight, and the crystal clear water also turned into a deep color uncontrollably, making it difficult to see the bottom of the pond.

Mingjing sighed.

The snow eagle on his shoulder has been watching for a long time, and asked in due course: "Then he, Tianlei..."

"The foundation is complete, even if what you have is a demonic thought, you are still persistent." Mingjing said, "It seems that I still have to..."

Before he could finish his words, the last remaining blood-colored thunder in the sky suddenly struck, and the coiled thunder surged in all directions, almost shattering in all directions.

But this is a lonely city.

Fortunately, it is an isolated city.

The shattered and collapsed ruins and broken tiles, the bloody color spreading from the center of the lake, the grandeur and majesty of the scene is more shocking than the afterglow of the setting sun under thousands of clouds.

Li Yunsheng's clothes were soaked in blood, and the Buddha seal between his brows was dark and dull, but the Sanskrit scars that appeared between his cheeks, like a demon, were shining brightly.

He stood up and looked at Huijian Bodhisattva on the lotus platform.

"You clearly understand what people fear, and see through many things outside of you, but now, you are taking such a path." Mingjing said, "Since you are my disciple, I will not let you disturb the world and commit all kinds of murders. "

Li Yunsheng did not talk to him, but raised his eyes to see the shapeless flowing clouds in the distance, and lowered his eyes to look at the turbid and settled pool water.

It seems that they have never met, but they reflect each other and have never been separated.

He said: "...don't bother Master."

Mingjing was slightly taken aback, and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he was only confused for a moment, and then he understood Li Yunsheng's thoughts in an instant.

Zeng Buddha, who had just survived the catastrophe of Nine Thunders and Wenxin, simply raised his hand and performed a Buddhist salute to him.Stepping across the filthy pool water.

With his departure, the withered lotus fell to pieces one by one.

On his body, blood characters emerged one after another. After these incomprehensible Buddha words emerged, they were scattered one by one in the blend of golden light and blood light.

Before the glow of congratulating the half-step golden immortal came into the world, it was replaced by the remnant glow of heaven and earth weeping together.

"...What is he doing?" Xue Ying also saw that something was wrong, and turned his head to touch Bodhisattva's earlobe.

Mingjing stared at Li Yunsheng for a long time. After a while, he recovered from this shocking and unspeakable state. He closed his eyes, and the Buddhist beads in his hand moved, but then stopped suddenly.

"He wants to abolish his cultivation."

Xue Ying suddenly froze.

Not only it, but even Yi Mengchou, the Wuyou fairy who came from thousands of miles away, stopped in front of the sky full of remnants. In her eyes, it seemed that thousands of stars were crumbling along with them, and the world should cry for one of them.

Yi Mengchou stood on a high place and witnessed everything after the arrival of the Bodhisattva, but she clearly saw Jiang Yuanhan, but she froze in place as if her whole body could not move.

Reason told her not to go, she would die.But every moment dominated by reason, she felt tormented.

Every step Li Yunsheng took, a golden lotus would appear under his feet for a moment, and the bloody Sanskrit on his body was also dissipating inch by inch. His inner demons, together with his cultivation, floated into the air without hesitation.

Osamu.

We were honest with each other, and we did it all over again.

He muttered silently.

As his demonic nature and cultivation dissipated together, those invisible souls and true spirits that he had transcended and returned to heaven and earth gathered together as if inspired to become a golden light around him.

Mingjing stared at it for a long time, then couldn't bear to turn his eyes away, and said in a low voice: "If you can forget your previous life, maybe you can really become a Buddha."

Xue Ying said: "Just how to forget the previous life, even the Bodhisattva, you can't be sure. If he really forgets, it may not be a good thing for him."

It is difficult to guess what Li Yunsheng was thinking when making a decision, and it is also difficult to know what kind of relationship between them.Maybe throwing everything at one basket and throwing everything away is also a kind of extreme persistence.

Where the golden lotus set foot, the shadow of prosperity briefly appeared in this lonely city.The Zen master walked step by step, as if he had walked into the world.

From day to night, thousands of houses are lit.

The voices of people were noisy, as if those sudden disasters had never happened, the place was still peaceful and lively, and there was a lot of traffic.

Li Yunsheng walked more and more slowly, the aura of the golden fairy on his body had completely dissipated, he stood still, when he raised his eyes, he saw the Kongming lanterns in the city flying high into the sky, and the fragrance of summer night lotuses drifted away as if there was nothing. come.

This shouldn't be an isolated city.

Li Yunsheng thought.

The little fox wants him to be clean and free from blood.

Then he will be clean, in this world of mortals, he will not move at all.

His figure stopped here, and as the last bit of cultivation self-destructed along with the demonic nature, all the years of cultivation were wiped out.The illusion of short-term prosperity in the city dissipated, and there were golden relics all over the ground, accompanied by an unopened lotus.

However, the soul of the Buddha is not in the lotus, but has escaped into the crack seal around the isolated city-the town is as if he is still there.

The golden light disappeared, the unopened lotus took root in a mortal pond, and the relic sank to the bottom.

Even if Li Yunsheng has exhausted his cultivation, he is a monk who has passed the Nine Thunders Asking Heart Tribulation after all. Even for a moment, he still has half a step of being a Golden Immortal.His relics stay here, and this lonely city will soon receive invisible blessings and regain its vitality.

"Has he realized it?" Xue Ying asked.

Mingjing glanced into the distance, then looked again at the budding lotus in the pond, and said: "...It's just more crazy."

Before he turned to leave, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Yi Mengchou, recited a Buddha's mantra, and said: "Men and women in the world have too much resentment, and it is easy to cause disaster."

Xue Ying followed him to look over, and echoed: "Bodhisattva, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"It seems that the poor monk really has some unpredictable master-student relationship."