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

The snow fell on the mountains, and all the birds were silent.

The still verdant bamboo leaves are full of light and shadow, slowly and patteringly poured into the thick and diffuse mist, illuminating the deep purple robes lying on the ground.

The drooping hood was pulled up a bit, a pair of dark eyes looked out from the shadows below, and the cold light flickered away.

"you're awake?"

In a blink of an eye, an illusory figure of a baby appeared in front of Cheng Siqi, wrinkling a blood-stained, somewhat scary bun face, looked at him, and said helplessly, "Can I trouble you to lift your arms and legs? Just hug me like this." I mean, even if the little monk wakes up, he might not be able to open the coffin and get out."

Without any panic, Cheng Siqi removed his hands and feet from Wuyan's coffin, turned over and landed on the ground, brushed off his sleeves, and said, "It's been nine months, will he wake up?"

"Hard to say."

Bai Chong shook his head, "After all, he is just watching people with his eyes. How long his divine thoughts can last, how long his mind wanders, and whether he will get lost in the past are all unknown. But he is the God Transformation who cultivates the path of killing demons, so naturally Unusual, nothing to worry about."

As he said that, he walked around the coffin as usual, knocking and tapping, as if he was checking something.

"You know a lot."

Cheng Siqi caressed the coffin with his palm, and looked up at Bai Chong, "Didn't you just transform into a god when you were alive?"

Hearing this, Bai Chong glanced at Cheng Siqi, and scolded with a smile: "You want to trick me again? Don't think about it, you will know when you should know. In short, I have put all my wealth on you now, trust me." correct."

"I don't believe you."

Cheng Siqi said, "If you dare to take a step out of the area of ​​my spiritual consciousness, you will die in body and soul."

Bai Chong's face froze, but he was quite used to it. He floated back and forth a few times, and sighed: "It's okay, you sword cultivators, I understand. Compared with the unscrupulous sword god who didn't get into oil and salt back then, you are so He is still a good sword repairer with good conduct."

"Sword God?"

Cheng Siqi raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He had really heard of the name Sword God.But that is the character left over from a broken sword book tens of thousands of years ago.Whether it is true or not, and what great achievements there are, are too old to be tested.

"Yes, he is a sword cultivator, titled Sword God."

Bai Chong didn't seem to shy away from talking about the past. Mu Lu recalled: "Before he was 60 years old, he was always a martial arts practitioner who practiced foreign martial arts, not a Qi-refining monk, because he was born without spiritual roots. It is going to be a head behind in Qi refining, which makes old man Jian very unwilling."

"So on the day of his 60th birthday, he closed the death test, failed to master the way of swordsmanship, and vowed not to pass the test."

Cheng Siqi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then he's done it?"

Bai Chong laughed, and said: "He has accomplished it. He never knew the way to slay demons, but he sat forgot about himself, succeeded in slaying demons, eliminated all falsehood, and achieved his own way of swordsmanship. Those who are extremely emotional are extremely Dao , The way of sword he created is called the way of extreme emotion."

Cheng Siqi's heart skipped a beat and he glanced at Bai Chong.

For a moment, he doubted the intention of Bai Chong's words.But under the premise that he doesn't use the way of the sword and is in the state of hiding the front, no one can see where his way of the sword lies.Even if Bai Chong was a little weird and unpredictable, he wouldn't really be able to see anything.

So, is it a coincidence?

"Extremely Passionate Sword Art?"

Cheng Siqi pretended to be stunned, "This is a difficult road."

"But it's also a very strong path."

Bai Chong interrupted him, with a trace of complicated yearning and grief in his eyes, "So strong...you can become a fairy."

"Immortal?"

Cheng Siqi seemed to have caught something from it, his heart shook slightly, and he was about to ask again, but suddenly he heard a vast and heavy bell, spreading down from the top of Kunlun Mountain, shaking all peaks.

"Boom!"

Buzzing and trembling, the snowflakes falling between the sky and the earth suddenly fell silent, and immediately there was a voice spreading all over the place: "The coming-of-age ceremony of the Son of God, start immediately!"

"All the angels of the heavens, bring the Son of God to the temple as soon as possible, without delay!"

"Boom!"

The overlapping snowflakes were shattered and scattered in all directions.

Countless beams of light shot up to the sky from other distant peaks, and strange sounds of long laughter or weeping came from all directions, and they all flew towards the tallest palace on the top of the mountain.

The thick fog on the top of the mountain also dissipated with the sound of the bell, emitting a radiant light like the sun rising from the east.

"It's actually early?"

Bai Chong's expression changed suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his expression was extremely solemn, and he slipped into the gap of the coffin lid in a flash.

"Quick, follow them! Take the psychic coffin to the coming-of-age ceremony!"

Cheng Siqi stood up, swept his consciousness around, and really felt an invisible barrier covering the entire Kunlun Mountains, and the auras emitted by the beams of light that lit up in the distance were all weirder and more powerful.

If you really want to head-on, or give up halfway, it is definitely not a wise move.

"Worthless is still awake."

After plucking a bamboo leaf, flicking it with the fingers, a small boat will come to support the coffin.Cheng Siqi turned over, stood beside the coffin, and said in a low voice.

"I'll help you hide from that mirror, you find a chance to burn that tree, and then break the mirror!"

Bai Chong's voice became a little illusory, and he gritted his teeth, "Don't hesitate! No matter what that tree says or what you see in the mirror, don't show mercy!"

"I would have..."

For some reason, his voice gradually became weaker, "I shouldn't have done this... but I have no choice."

until low.

Cheng Siqi didn't hear what Bai Chong said behind him, but when he asked again, there was no response.

He pressed his palm on the coffin, and the insatiable natal prayer beads on his wrist did not feel any danger, so he had no choice but to relax temporarily, and took the coffin with him to steer the bamboo boat, and flew up along with the other beams of light, towards the direction of the temple.

Kunlun Fairy Mountain is sacred and majestic.

The hazy halo reflects layers of ice and snow, spreading and falling from top to bottom.The sky steps that meander up can't be seen at a glance, as if they are completely submerged by the brilliance above the head.

The bell sounded solemnly.

Streams of light coming from afar landed on the sky steps and lined up on both sides.

Cheng Siqi came late, and after a little discernment of the surrounding aura, he found the third-to-last position, brought the coffin to the side, and restrained his original aura even more cleanly.

He didn't spread his consciousness, but just swept around without a trace, and found the source of the dazzling light at the end of the heavenly steps.

It is a simple and unpretentious mirror.

The carved beams and painted columns of the temple are majestic and majestic, but there is such a mirror hanging on the porch that is incompatible with the surrounding decorations, quietly exuding wisps of emptiness.

"Third, I heard that you took in the junk that was not needed on the ninth day?"

Suddenly, a soft male voice came from the front, speaking with sarcasm.

Cheng Siqi raised his eyes cautiously, and saw an envoy who was also wearing a purple robe looking sideways at him. Under the shadow of the hood, a pair of cold eyes like poisonous snakes could not be covered.

The envoy saw Cheng Siqi looking over, and smiled again: "It seems that this time you are bound to win the position of the fourth child."

According to the order of stations, this envoy should be the envoy of the fifth day.

Not understanding the relationship between the third-day angel and the fifth-day angel, Cheng Siqi didn't speak hastily, but closed his eyes indifferently.

"The third one!"

Seeing Cheng Siqi's indifferent attitude on the fifth day, the envoy seemed a little anxious. He took two steps closer, lowered his voice, but couldn't hold back a trace of anxiety, and said, "Don't think that no one knows what you did! You have always wanted to escape all these years." Go, use the divine handing technique like that, now that the coming-of-age ceremony begins, can you really have a son of God to do it?"

"It's really a psychic coffin...why make a fuss?"

Cheng Siqi opened his eyes when he heard the words, showing a trace of vigilance and panic just right: "What do you mean?"

"trade."

On the fifth day, the envoy didn't hesitate, and said straight to the point, "I won't expose you, and I can help you hide it. But you have to give me the fragments of your book of heroes to help my son of God complete the coming-of-age ceremony."

As he spoke, his gaze moved slightly, and he scanned a coffin on the other side.

That was the psychic coffin carried by the angel of the fifth day.

Cheng Siqi was confused for a moment about what the fifth heavenly envoy said, and then had some guesses in his mind.

It seems that the angel of the third day is not an honest and ordinary angel.It's just that the envoy of the fifth day may have known the secret of the envoy of the third day, but he kept silent, and only waited for the last moment, when the envoy of the third day had no way out.

If the angel on the third day really can't come up with the son of God, and still has a different heart, then he can only agree.

"It's a good deal."

On the fifth day, the envoy smiled, and cast his cold gaze around Cheng Siqi, "A fragment of the Book of Heroes is worth your life in exchange. If I say it before the gods, will you still be able to walk out of the temple with your life? What you hate is betrayal."

Cheng Siqi was silent for a moment, as if struggling to think for a long time, he said hoarsely: "Deal. But the fragments of the Book of Heroes will be given to you after I pass the test."

He doesn't know any Heroic Book at all, and there are no fragments, so naturally it can be delayed for a while.

"Still bargaining with me?"

On the fifth day, the envoy's eyes changed for a while, but finally sank down, as if he was afraid that Cheng Siqi would be forced to jump over the wall in a hurry, and he smiled darkly, "That's okay. Brothers for so many years, it's not good to be an elder brother to embarrass you too much." , later later."

After finishing speaking, the envoy of the fifth day glanced at the coffin next to Cheng Siqi again before turning around and walking back to his place.

There were many envoys talking in twos and threes like Cheng Siqi and the fifth heaven envoy on the heavenly steps, and their conversation seemed inconspicuous at all.

The bell stopped at some point, and the chatter and laughter on the steps also stopped.

A mysterious aura seemed to spread down from the direction of the temple, and a heavy muffled sound resounded through Kunlun like thunder, and the gate of the temple opened suddenly.

"The Gate of Heaven opens, and the Son of God enters!"

The sound spread through the world, deafening.

Following this order, the 99 envoys on both sides of the heavenly steps started to move, picking up the steps, walking up step by step.There are psychic coffins floating beside them, big or small, with different shapes, and they all exude a strange and unpredictable aura.

The team moved forward slowly, and the envoys exchanged different glances in silence.

An envoy of God walked through the gate of the temple with the mirror hanging with the psychic coffin, and soon arrived at Cheng Siqi.

Cheng Siqi remained expressionless, and lightly pressed his palm on the coffin lid, followed the fifth envoy, and stepped into the envelope of the mirror.

There was a silent buzzing in his ears, which made Cheng Siqi's coffin ache suddenly.

But it was only for a moment, before the sword energy in his body could be stimulated, the humming disappeared instantly, as if something was suddenly pulled away from the surroundings.

When Cheng Siqi came back to his senses, he had already stepped through the gate and left the reflection range of the mirror.

"Third, what are you doing in a daze, don't you regret it?"

The Fifth God Envoy glanced at Cheng Siqi with a half-smile, "Don't worry, there is the Longevity Tree in front of you, I have a way to hide it for you, you just go through the motions like in the past. When you come out of the Longevity Tree, before entering the altar , just give me the fragments of the Book of Heroes, understand?"

Cheng Siqi pretended to be aggrieved and forced to bear his helplessness, glanced at the fifth envoy, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense."

The fifth envoy didn't seem surprised by Cheng Siqi's reaction, smiled and walked forward first.

I really should be grateful for the cassocks of the envoys, which completely covered their own aura, and most of the envoys seemed to be at odds with each other, had little contact with each other, and were not familiar with each other. Otherwise, Cheng Siqi might be exposed by other envoys within a few words.

Bai Chong fell silent, and Wu Yan hadn't woken up yet.

Cheng Siqi had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward step by step.

This temple is vast and boundless, magnificent and extraordinary.

After passing the gate, there is an open square, with thousands of walls standing in front of it, and thousands of cables across the road. There are countless upside-down icebergs standing in the sky, surrounded by a magnificent palace built of bones and spars in the middle.

Inside the palace, a green tree shaped like a crouching fox looms, standing among them.

Seeing that tree, the eyes of all the envoys changed, showing extreme desire, greed and boundless fear and panic, as if they saw the joy that they could not ask for all their lives, and also as if they saw the ultimate greatness in the world. fear.

"Longevity Tree..."

The fifth god made his Adam's apple move slightly and let out a suppressed voice, "For the sake of longevity, sell your soul and become a running dog, what's wrong?"

The sound of swallowing saliva resounded one after another from all around, as if coveting something.

Cheng Siqi only felt a creepy feeling creeping up his back, standing among the envoys without any desire, this feeling of being out of place made him a little uncomfortable.

He looked up at the phantom of the tree again, it was illusory and misty, and he couldn't see anything.

But what Bai Chong said, the tree to be burned should be that one.But under the eyes of everyone, that tree was in that mysterious hall, how could it be burned down?

Cheng Siqi frowned.

All the angels passed through the gate and gathered in the square.

Not long after, a figure condensed from purple energy appeared in front of the gorgeous palace, stood out of nowhere, looked down, and said: "You gods have been waiting for a long time. The ascension channel will open soon, and the ceremony of adulthood has to start early , I hope all the gods will make Haihan."

"His Royal Highness, please be polite!"

All the envoys of the gods returned the salute with stern expressions.

The Spiritual Venerable nodded slightly, and continued: "The coming-of-age ceremony for the sons of the Gods of the War World is once in a hundred years. Those who pass through successfully will stay as Spiritual Venerables and live in the temple for a long time, waiting for their ascension. Today's coming-of-age ceremony was opened earlier, but it is no different from the past , All the gods envoys will offer sacrifices to the longevity tree, unseal the psychic coffin, and send the son of God into the palace."

"Please!"

The empty voice echoed.

Waves of dizzying wind chimes came from nowhere, trembling the eardrums.

Seeing that the No.90 Nine Heavens Envoy headed by Cheng Siqi flew up first, pushed the coffin away with a palm, and laughed in a heroic voice: "Congratulations to the son of God, let's enter the hall to receive the gift."

Before the words were finished, a slender figure sat up from the coffin, with sharp eyebrows and flying long hair.

He raised his face, his lips were blood-colored, and his slightly arched back suddenly turned back, and suddenly a pair of bone wings pierced out from behind, dripping flesh and blood fell from the sky, accompanied by wildly stretched bones.

With a simple move, a purple aura transformed into a cassock wrapped around him.

"Thank you God for teaching."

He opened his mouth in a low voice, standing in the void, shaped like a demon king, with extraordinary momentum.

"Lin Dong?"

Cheng Siqi's pupils shrank slightly, which was a little unbelievable.

He naturally knew Lin Dong, even a year ago.It's just that now this appearance is the same, but the breath is completely different, almost exactly the same as those Lin Dong who have been alienated, but is it still the same Lin Dong?

Tianjizong, what exactly do you want to do?

Just when Cheng Siqi couldn't figure it out, he saw No. 90 Nine Heavens Angel bowed to Lin Dong and raised his voice, "Bring up the sacrifice!"

With a loud shout, several purple figures flew towards him carrying an ugly dead tree in the distance.

The dead tree flew all the way, dripping down dripping blood.It was only when we got closer that we could see a person hanging from the dead tree.

The man's neck, wrists and ankles were all bound by thorny vines, strangling him tightly, dripping hot blood.

But it was Lin Kongyu.

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