If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

Mrs. Cheng's words are somewhat true and somewhat false, and Wuyan has her own thoughts.

The night on the desert is already dark, and the harsh and remnant wind blows violently, with strange screams interspersed faintly, and the desert, which is stirring with dust, suddenly has many strange-colored sand barriers. , running around.

Wu Yan knocked Madam Cheng unconscious again, and tied her to a boulder at the entrance of the cave.

Mrs. Cheng knew so much, obviously because she participated in almost the entire process of Yin Cheng's thinking, and it might be somewhat useful to keep it.Worst of all, it can also be used as a shield at critical moments to block him and Master Cheng Shao.

He thought of Master Cheng Shao again.

The hand that was knotted with the rope paused, and he turned his eyes to look at the dark cave inside. He didn't know how angry the young master was after leaving him in the air for so long.

A circle of talismans was pasted at the entrance of the cave to make sure that the sand barrier outside would not crash in, and he went into the cave without hesitation.

The cave was silent.

The darkness that has been sucked out of all light overflows and submerges the entire cave, and the void is terrifyingly unknown.

The slight sound of footsteps approaching, walking slowly and straightly, the rustling sound of clothing materials drifting, echoing low and low like grass leaves swaying in the deserted cave.

Bai Tuanzi, who was nestling motionless in the corner, trembled, and raised a pair of dimly lit eyes from his fluffy tail.

The insatiable body can see things at night naturally, and walked in all the way like walking on the ground, and saw the little fox who wished to shrink himself into the wall from a long distance.

The white and soft hair that was just washed yesterday is dirty again, and it is disgraced and disfigured.

He also saw the eyes that were quietly protruding, but deliberately ignored them, and sat cross-legged in the opposite corner.

I closed my eyes and meditated, and the surroundings became quiet again.

But soon, the rustling sound approached, the limp fine hair brushed against the back of the hand, and the fox tail was also wrapped around the wrist, rubbing it back and forth.

Without opening his eyes, he raised his other hand and pinched the root of his tail to push down the grinder, and said softly: "Stop doing this, and sleep on you."

Before he could finish speaking, the fluffy foxtail entangled him persistently, with a rather rascal posture.

Wu Yan frowned, and wanted to pull it down again, but just as soon as he raised his hand, two fleshy little paws hugged his middle finger.

Moist, soft and hot, the fingertips were sucked into the little fox's mouth, the fingertips were swept by the little tongue, and a fang pierced up.

Slight pain, more itching.

Wu Yan opened his eyes, and was about to forcibly open the little fox's mouth to retrieve his fingers, when he saw those clear fox eyes lifted up, and Cheng Siqi's voice appeared in his heart without needing to speak out.

"We form a bond, don't be angry, okay?"

Good... what a fart!

The young suzerain of the Xuanjian sect made him a contracted monster. Is it because he thinks his life is too long, or is the old suzerain Cheng unable to lift the sword?How could the little novice master Cheng Shao, who was said to be very reliable and intelligent, be so stupid?

That voice is still persistent: "Wuyan, okay? I... I am still young, when I grow up, I can also be your mount and give you a ride..."

The words are always poignant and sweet.

After staring at those wet little eyes for a moment, Wu Yan stretched out his hand to hold down the little fox, opened his mouth, and took out the drop of blood that he had just melted into.

Cheng Siqi clenched Insanity's wrist with both paws, and let out a whine as thin as a flute from his throat, and his bright eyes dimmed a bit.

"Insatiable..."

The little fox opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face of Buddha Xiu who was close at hand, and suddenly kicked his limbs desperately and struggled.

But after struggling a bit, he was held down gently by a hand, and a slender finger touched the pad of his paw, pricking a drop of blood.

This drop of blood was taken out, collided with the Wuyan's drop taken from Cheng Siqi's body, intertwined and fused, and then divided into two strands, which were injected into Wuyan's and Cheng Siqi's bodies respectively.

Come on, the aura no bigger than a human hair squeezed out of the flesh is gone again.

Insatiable grabbed the back of Cheng Siqi's neck, slipped the little fox, who was still in a flurry of limbs, to his eyes, stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Cheng Siqi's eyes, and before Cheng Siqi could react, he bent that finger and was in front of Cheng Siqi's eyes. The little fox flicked his stomach, and said with a half-smile, "Forgive your embroidery needle once."

"Well!"

The little fox kicked his legs vigorously, and jumped down quickly when he let go, covering his belly with his big tail, and his soft ears were almost flushed red.

Wu Yan changed his posture and leaned against the rock wall, stared at the little fox for a while, and was about to close his eyes again, when he saw a small group of gray and white things jumping up and crashing into his arms , wrapped his tail skillfully around his neck, "Wu Yan, you are not angry anymore, are you?"

"wrong."

Pulling off the tail, I saw Cheng Siqi's widened eyes again, and said, "The current contract is between both parties, and you and I must abide by it. Equality and mutual benefit, don't hurt each other, otherwise there will be backlash. Within ten feet, the sound of the heart can convey the message."

He paused, then added, "You want to hear my heartbeat, but I can't listen to it for you. It's just like this, so let me listen to it for you."

Cheng Siqi was startled: "I'm not..."

Wuyan pressed his little head and interrupted his words: "You asked me earlier, and now I want to ask you too. Young Master Cheng, is it fun to do so extravagantly? The most you know is that you You know what this lady knows... You know that I caught her, and you will find out sooner or later, why you can't wait to test me, question me, tear your face, and say that you doubt me? If you have time, I will teach you a trick. Pulled out a person's tongue..."

This clear and deep voice was gentle and tingling cold, exhaling a bloody chill.

Moody, ruthless, isn't he just a demon monk?But Cheng Siqi didn't care if it wasn't.

He was stared at by Wuyan's penetrating, affectionate but cold eyes, his throat was slightly choked, and he said in a low voice: "I think you know... I suspect you, and there are many things I can't tell you. I'm afraid you are doing it for That kind of thing came... I don't want it to be fake for your kindness to me..."

There seemed to be some secret and ambiguous meaning and emotion hidden in these words, but Wuyan didn't hear it.

He was stunned.

Cheng Siqi's words fell into his ears at this time, like thunder bells, breaking the confusion in his heart one by one, making him suddenly realize.

In fact, he was wrong from the beginning.

Ever since he came to the mortal world, he had been blinded by a leaf, blindly confusing Cheng Siqi with the extremely powerful Master Cheng Shao in the cultivation world.

But the current Cheng Siqi, in the final analysis, is not the suzerain Cheng Shao.The same spirit has sealed decades of cultivation memories, and what is left is only a meager life of less than 20 years in the mortal world.

When he was young, he wandered around looking for his father, got entangled in demon affairs as a teenager, and then suffered a big change. In such a situation, he was slaughtered by others and almost died.

If it weren't for Cheng Siqi's determination, any teenager in his teens would either be devastated and commit suicide, or his temperament would change drastically, like a walking dead.

Many people can be firm in their hearts when they climb from the ground to the sky, but few people can remain the same when they fall from the sky to the bottom.

What's more, if Cheng Siqi can really hear the warlock's heartbeat, how much dirtier is the world he sees than other people?

Sovereign Master Cheng Shao is the proud son of heaven, he has built a foundation at the peak, and has been going smoothly for 50 years.

But Young Master Cheng was not.

He shouldn't use those rumored dispositions to ask him, and he shouldn't regard him as a monk who has experienced the path of cultivation.Young Master Cheng is just a teenage boy, easy to believe, easy to doubt, honest and concealed, will desperately put all his eggs in one basket, and will be emotionally unstable.

This is Cheng Siqi today, or the real Cheng Siqi.The Dharma reveals the real self, and the "true self" is right in front of his eyes, so how could he turn a blind eye like this?

The thought suddenly became clear, and my heart lightened suddenly, as if something had been removed, and my whole body became much more relaxed.

Wu Yan lowered his head, grabbed Cheng Siqi's little paw, let the little fox lie on his chest, looked at the pair of rolling eyes, and laughed: "I was alone just now, afraid of the dark?"

I'm used to shrinking in the corner to show him pity.

Seeing that his expression had softened again, Young Master Cheng immediately hit the snake and followed him with the stick. His sharp fox mouth poked Wuwei's strong chest, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid. I'm afraid you won't come back."

"Don't you think I want 'something like that'? How could I run away?" Wuyan laughed.

Cheng Siqi shook his head and said, "I don't know either." He paused, raised his face, and said suddenly, "The green fox who only said it was my own father gave me a book of exercises. After I get it I didn't tell anyone, but later I... was discovered by the wife of the national teacher, and the family was ruined, and it was all because of her contacting the national teacher..."

Green fox?

Wu Yan frowned, that dead Demon Cultivator is Qinghu.

"Cultivation techniques cannot be cultivated at will," Wuyan said, "Besides, it was given to you by the demon cultivator, so it must be the cultivation method of the demon cultivator, which cannot be used by human cultivators."

"Yes," Cheng Siqi nodded, "but... this exercise is said to be able to cultivate to the point of becoming a god."

"Transformation God?" Wuyan's eyes narrowed, and he smiled wryly, "That's no wonder. To be able to cultivate to Transformation God, not to mention the demon cultivation technique, even the demon cultivation technique, most of them are robbed by people."

Seeing that Cheng Siqi was still a little puzzled, Wuyan avoided the matter of Xuanjianzong and briefly described the situation in the realm of self-cultivation for Cheng Siqi.

For nearly [-] years, the world of comprehension has been a three-legged situation.

The most powerful and powerful is none other than the human cultivator.Human cultivation can be divided into righteous and evil. The eight great immortal sects of the righteous way are the strongest alliance in the entire cultivation world. There are three Mahayana monks on the surface.There are few people in the evil way. Although they act treacherously, they do not kill innocent people indiscriminately. They will form alliances with the Eight Great Immortal Sects when they go out, so they have not been eradicated from the territory of human cultivators by the righteous way.

The remaining two parties are demon cultivators and demon cultivators, who together can fight human cultivators.

The demon cultivator is entrenched in the [-] mountains, a barren land, and the demon cultivator is in the abyss of hell next to the demon cultivator. He hides in the dark underground where the magma is tumbling all the year round.

There are only two Mahayana periods in these two clans.

If it wasn't for the Mahayana period where he couldn't make frequent shots, Renxiu might have leveled the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Abyss of Hell long ago.

The Mahayana period of each party is very rare, and there are not many god transformation periods under Mahayana.According to the realm of human cultivation, the entry state of cultivation is Qi refining, foundation building, golden pill, Yuanying, leaving the body, transforming gods, and Mahayana. Fairy bit.

Even Tianyin Temple has only two divisions that can cultivate to the level of transforming gods, let alone the two clans of demon cultivators and demon cultivators who are so poor that they are scumbags?

Moreover, the exercises that can reach the transformation of gods are all high-level exercises, even if people can't practice them, they can still refer to them as stones from other mountains.Therefore, if this exercise can really advance to transform into a god, it will be quite a temptation for people to cultivate.

Cheng Siqi was a little dazed by Wuyan's words. Hearing the cultivation power of flying to the sky, moving mountains and filling the sea, and chopping the sky and moon with a single sword, Cheng Siqi couldn't help but feel a trace of youthful yearning in his eyes, but it was more of fear: "Fortunately They only know that I have exercises, but they don't know that I can practice to become a god..."

But if the green fox is really the master of wind, why did he go to Jianling and give Cheng Siqi exercises when he was dying?

Wuyan felt that he had vaguely touched something, but he still needed confirmation, so he asked, "Can you show me the exercises?"

Cheng Siqi was not vigilant this time, he raised his head obediently, and put his eyebrows against Wuyan's forehead.

I never tired of seeing him so obedient, and suspected that he had broken the can, and the worst would be his death, so why not trust myself with his life.

The little fluffy head was pasted up, and when the eyebrows touched, a coolness entered the body, and the obscure and mysterious words drilled into the mind.

This exercise is called "Restraining the Wind by Void", and it is handed down from the soul to the soul, and it has been banned. Only Cheng Siqi actively opens the soul and passes it on to others, and other people can watch it.No wonder this little fox has nothing to worry about. If someone killed him, even if he searched for souls, he couldn't find the exercises.

Insatiable glanced at ten lines, and a guess floated in his heart.

Although this skill is considered good, it is far inferior to the skills of the Eight Great Immortals, and it can only be cultivated barely enough to transform into a god.As Mrs. Cheng said, Cheng Siqi's demon pill is needed to open the demon saint's secret realm... If you use this technique, you can get to the demon pill very quickly, but your foundation is flimsy, and you can't compare with monks of the same level.

But obviously all of this seemed to make sense, but Wuyan felt that Mrs. Cheng was lying.

"All right."

Wu Yan grabbed the little fox by the back of the neck and pulled it away a little, and said his guess, and said, "Don't listen to one side of things in everything, ears can deceive people, and so can eyes."

The little fox nodded, and poked the wet fox's mouth on Insatiable's chin.

"It's so dirty." Wuyan knocked Cheng Siqi's sharp mouth with his chin, held the little fox in his neck with his palm, "Stop thinking about it, no matter what, we can avoid it if we can, we really can't ...The poor monk can only commit crimes indiscriminately."

"Hmm." Cheng Siqi replied vaguely, lying on the warm neck, and soon fell asleep.

Not long after, a series of thin little snores came out.

The whistling wind with rugged and strange sounds came from a distant place.One or two strands of sand and dust leaked in with the wind, lingering in this quiet but not quiet, dark but not dark place.

Insatiable in meditation, he continued to squeeze the aura in his body like twisting a rag, and his agitated heart slowly calmed down in the ups and downs of another person's breathing, as if after many years, he tasted the Buddhist classics again The heart is like the taste of still water.

He quietly experienced this rare feeling, and was about to use it to polish his mood, but suddenly heard a trace of unusual movement mixed with the wind.

Swish, Swish.

It was like the sound of countless limbs being arranged and moved.

Unable to use his spiritual sense to investigate, Wu Yan got up and gently moved the little fox into his arms to hold him, and went to the entrance of the cave to check.

Mrs. Cheng was still unconscious, and Wu Yan's knife almost cut her neck off, and she would never wake up for a while.

Carefully checked whether Mrs. Xia Cheng had woken up, and then looked at the talisman at the entrance of the cave, and after confirming that everything was normal, she took two steps outside the cave.

A gust of wind passed by, bringing a disgusting rotten stench.

"Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

Above the vast Gobi, where the sky and the desert meet, a line of black tide suddenly appeared, like a black cloth being torn, soon covered the dunes and wilderness, and came towards the cave from all directions.

"Hmm... what is it?" Cheng Siqi was woken up by the wind, and naturally got into the collar of Insanity, showing a small head, looking into the distance.

The fox narrowed his eyes, and Cheng Siqi wrinkled his nose: "This smell...why does it smell like a corpse? Could it be that the corpses crawled out of the pit?"

"Half and half." Wu Yan picked up Mrs. Cheng and took the talisman, "Run first and then talk."

The gust of wind blew through the ears, rushing towards the place where the Kuroshio was thinnest.

Cheng Siqi blinked suspiciously, but he soon understood what half-and-half meant.

As Wuyan ran closer, the black tide on the opposite side gradually became clearer. Although the animal pupils were not as clear and far as Wuyan could see at night, Cheng Siqi had already seen the densely packed corpses and spiders at this time.

All over the mountains.

Corpses with their heads or intestines dragging were crawling on the ground like spiders, crawling forward quickly.While crawling, large and small black spiders continued to emerge from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the corpses, and some corpses had bulging stomachs, with sharp tentacles tearing through their bellies, and a bunch of bowl-sized spiders fell out .

Where the spider passed, corrosive slime dripped down, burning the gravel.

"You want to rush out?" Cheng Siqi saw that Wuyan's running momentum was unabated, and he tightly grasped the collar of Wuyan's cassock, "They all have poison on them, otherwise I..."

"To shut up."

Wu Yan raised his hand and pressed Cheng Siqi's head, telling him to eat soft food obediently. At the same time, he raised his hand and pulled out a few burst charms, which he held in the palm of his hand.

On the endless desert, a snow-white figure and the rushing black wave quickly approached, and then collided in one place.

The sound of roaring and bursting bursts, and the limbs are splashed.

The mighty black wave stopped abruptly and quickly gathered towards the east.

And the Kuroshio to the east was cut in half as if pierced by a bright sharp arrow.The sharp arrow opened the way with bursts of fire and crackling, and shot out at high speed, and the place it passed was full of mournful hissing.

"No matter how powerful these evil things are, they are still ordinary things, so there is no need to worry too much."

While bombarding the corpses and spiders with ease, he still had the time to comfort the nervous Young Master Cheng. Although Wu Wean walked extremely fast, he felt like walking in a leisurely way, which made Cheng Siqi wonder why he wanted to fight. his face.

But without Cheng Siqi's attack, those evil creatures quickly gathered again.

They are like inexhaustible weeds, once a crop is killed, there will be another crop.Moreover, their speed of action seemed to be getting faster and faster, and they attacked from all sides.

Spiders are the most difficult to deal with, the big one is killed in one blow, but many small ones come out of the stomach, climb up the shoes and the hem of the clothes, and bite the flesh and blood under the fabric.

But this kind of little spider is far from comparable to Cheng Siqi's demonization, it can't bring any pain to Wuyan at all, and it doesn't even bite off a single hair.But after climbing a lot, it was really disgusting, so Wuyan drew a fire control talisman directly on his body, a layer of scorching flame spread out on his body surface, only burning outside, Wuyan and Cheng Siqi didn't feel it.

The little black spiders were burned off piece by piece.

Not far away, the corpses seemed to start to gather towards each other, slowly stacking up, trying to condense into a tall giant corpse monster.

Huge shadows of monsters shrouded them one by one, and the damp and rancid smell hit the face, and the insatiable expression couldn't help but become more serious.

He concentrated on inspiring the talismans to fight against the enemy, but he didn't notice that the young master Cheng in his arms looked at all kinds of mysterious talismans and their various powers, and an inexplicable light appeared in his eyes.

The aversion to cultivation that was caused by falling into danger in "Bao Xu Yu Feng Fa" is gradually disappearing. Cheng Siqi slightly raised his head, looking at the shining eyes that never tire of him, and for the first time in his heart, he felt that cultivation of immortals. This incident has produced an unparalleled yearning.

"It really can't kill people, it can't kill people."

Insatiable frowned, flicked two Explosion Talismans to shatter the giant corpse monster that was pounced on him, and then turned around to avoid the big spider that suddenly sprayed out its web.

His talismans are also numerous, and he can't help but consume them endlessly.According to the trend of no leader, he and Cheng Siqi must either flee, or find the leader of the group of corpses and kill them quickly.It is impossible for such a large group of evil creatures to be sane, but they are flexible in battle and have a sense of attack and defense. It is obvious that there is a leader commanding them.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly grabbed a handful of Explosive Talismans, and his figure suddenly accelerated, sweeping up like a lingering wind.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were several explosions, and several giant corpse monsters collapsed to the ground. Insatiable seemed to be red-eyed, and desperately took out the talisman, as if he wanted to flatten the desert.

Suddenly, a barely audible strange flute sounded.

Wuyan's eyes flashed, and he immediately glanced at Gobi, following the sound.He squinted his eyes, and sure enough, he caught a figure that was significantly larger than the other big spiders.

It was also a spider, but with a human face, holding a flute and playing it.

"Damn it... why does this warlock have so many talismans! Did he move all the fairy caves?!"

The spider demon looked ferocious and gritted his teeth, "I thought it was a simple job, but I lost so many children and grandchildren... Next time I will conceive, it will take at least a hundred years! How can a mortal have such combat power... "

The sound of the flute is urgent, and the sound is urgent.

The entire black tide suddenly surged.

Insatiable but he didn't care at all, he jumped up suddenly with the strength of his body, stepped on a giant corpse monster, turned around with his strength, and shot out the thunder charm in his hand.

"not good!"

The spider demon turned pale with fright, frantically summoned the little spiders and corpses around him to cover him, and quickly backed away, "What kind of eyes does this person have, in such a dark night, he can... ah!"

A tiny thunderbolt struck down suddenly like an electric snake, illuminating the dark night.

"Lightning, Lightning Talisman?!"

Half of the spider demon's body was blasted off, but he was able to run forward with the front half. He looked at the rushing Insatiable in horror. The Explosive Talisman and other talismans that ordinary people can use are fine, but the Lightning Talisman is already a real one. The cultivation talisman, non-monk cannot be activated with aura.

This bald donkey can actually activate the Lightning Charm, isn't that...

The spider demon let out a loud roar, bursting the flute in his hand suddenly, and shouted a hundred miles away: "Renxiu! The people in the Lost Formation are Renxiu! There is a lightning-drawing talisman! My lord... my lord Hurry up and send... ah——!"

A scream disconnected.

At the same time, at Fengya Pass dozens of miles away, the expressions of all the demon cultivators who were feasting and having fun changed, and they all stood up.

In the desert, the spiders and corpses were unmanned and dispersed.

Wu Yan kicked the corpse of the spider demon next to him, looked up at the direction of Wangfengyaguan, with a solemn expression: "I didn't expect a little spider demon, and there is a sound transmission treasure..."

He laughed, "I can only hope that those demon cultivators are deaf and can't hear clearly. Come on, Young Master Cheng, let's run for our lives."

Cheng Siqi pressed against Wuyan's chest tightly, feeling his strong heartbeat, and suddenly said: "Wuyan, can you Buddhist monks return to secular life and marry a wife?"

The bloody wind blows, and the blood moon hangs high.

The plain white figure smiled while running: "Of course not. It's fine for ordinary monks to return to the vulgar. What I wait for the Buddha is to practice the Tao. To return to the vulgar and break the precepts is to destroy the Tao. If this is the case, then I A lifetime is ruined."

"Hey? Wait... Did we... throw your mother away?"

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