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

The ethereal and floating green tree species all around stagnated together.

Immediately, there seemed to be a strong wind blowing, and all the tree species suddenly gathered forward, slowly condensing into a giant tree with intertwined roots towering into the sky.

The whole body of the giant tree is green and green, like carved from jade.The leaves of the tree swayed leisurely, and the soft voice became much clearer.

"Not counting."

The giant tree replied, "I am just one of the demon lord's thousands of divine thoughts."

"The demon master is the offspring bred by the longevity tree and the Qingqiu fox. Even if he died in the ascension to heaven, there will still be the tree's spirit left in the world to extend this bloodline."

Insatiable turned to look at the giant tree.

The seemingly familiar appearance of this giant tree made his eyes move, and any guesses in his heart flashed past, and he said with a smile: "The longevity tree... Could it be that the longevity tree in the robbery world is also a divine mind? If so, senior, come to us. And in what position?"

"position?"

The giant tree smiled: "Don't you think I will let you wait to help Lin Kongyu?"

He seemed to have thought of something where he was gnashing his teeth, and his soft and windy tone suddenly became stern: "Those treacherous people are in vain as cultivators! The demon master helped him open half of the fairy gate. Immortal bestowed a chance, but I didn't expect him to abandon the immortal gate and refuse to enter!"

Turning his eyes, looking at the scene of this illusory space, thinking tirelessly whether it is illusion or reality, he guessed: "Maybe it is the last demon that has not been overcome?"

The giant tree sneered: "Not really."

"At that time, it was not like now. No one ascended for tens of thousands of years. At the beginning, the demon master and Lin Kongyu witnessed the ascension scene twice. After the fairy gate is opened, there will be no disasters or calamities. It is absolutely impossible What other inner demons are there. I can clearly see the last palm, which is Lin Kongyu's self-destruction."

"The road to becoming a fairy is one step away, but some people destroy their own future."

The giant tree's tone was slightly cold: "At first I thought that he really had a hard time, so I kept looking for his reincarnation. Later, the disaster of alien beasts broke out, and the vitality of the spiritual world was severely damaged. I also proclaimed myself for several years. When I come out again, I will It was discovered that there was a genius monk named Lin Kongyu in the cultivation world at that time."

There was a hint of disinterest in his voice.

"He is a hundred-year-old Nascent Soul, he has survived the tribulation for a thousand years, and once again climbed the immortal road step by step..."

Wu Yan caught a little inspiration from the words of the giant tree, and frowned slightly: "Then he destroyed himself before the immortal road again?"

"good."

The giant tree said, "It's not just that. Before and after, he has been like this for the entire nine lives. He conceived a baby, transformed into a god, cultivated to cross the catastrophe, and then killed himself on the road to immortality. He was born without father and mother in every life. He did not enter the sect, but was alone, and practiced hard all the time. Until he fought for the road to immortality and died on this road, no one except me knew his real name."

"I don't understand what the hell he's doing."

A few leaves slowly floated down from the jasper-like branches, the giant tree shook its body, and the light from nowhere above its head became more intense.

"But the road to immortality consumes the vitality of the spirit world. In the past, the spirit world could afford to consume it, and it will also benefit greatly after the opening of the fairy gate. But since the disaster of the alien beast, there is not much vitality left in the spirit world. Under the repeated consumption of Lin Kongyu, it is already overwhelmed."

"Even in this life, he has given up his past path and turned into a doomed alienation. He wants to lead the robbery world to snatch the last chance of life in the spirit world."

The giant tree sighed: "He is possessed."

Listening to the narration of the giant tree, Insatiable stroked in his heart.

If the words of the giant tree in front of him are true, it means that the prosperity of the ascension preceded the calamity of the alien beast.

When ascending to the prosperous age, Lin Kongyu broke himself in front of the immortal gate. After the disaster of alien beasts, his reincarnation fought for the immortal road alone again and again, consuming the vitality and luck of the spirit world.

Now, Lin Kongyu's tenth life has entered the Tribulation Realm uncharacteristically, and has finally cornered the spiritual tree species that Qi Mu left behind.

These few things seem simple, but they seem to be inextricably linked.

A sense of being uncontrollable on the chessboard suddenly rose in Wuyan's heart, but it was this strange feeling that made him rekindle his interest and believed a little bit what the giant tree said.

The most different thing between people and chess pieces is that sometimes they can also make their own choices when they are in the game.

"So, senior wants me and Siqi to kill Lin Kongyu?"

Insatiable smiled.

The giant tree moved its branches impatiently, and snorted coldly: "I'm tired of talking to you people who beat around the bush... What kind of character is Lin Kongyu, the founder of the Tianji Sect, and observing the sky and the earth is his ultimate path. Can you kill it? To put it bluntly, I want you to compete with him for the immortal path this time."

The speculation was confirmed, and he was tireless and unambiguous, and said bluntly: "What are the benefits?"

The giant tree was startled.

Xu Shi has never seen such a straightforward and shameless person, he was stunned for a long time, and then said: "Is it not enough to give you two lives and live another life?"

Wuyan smiled calmly: "Senior, please don't lie to me by thinking that I am young and have never seen the world."

He paused, and said, "Although Si Qi's spiritual roots have been severed, he has developed a bright sword heart long ago... If he was not afraid of my short life, he poured the blood of sword heart to cook noodles and soup for me every day. I'm afraid it only takes one opportunity to reshape the sword body and practice again."

"I have received his deep love, and I have nothing to repay, so I dug up my Buddha lotus and gave it to him."

Insatiable eyes smiled, "When the bones in the coffin grow, he will naturally wake up."

The branches and leaves of the giant tree froze uncomfortably, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Then it will be your life. Are you willing to die while he wakes up? The secret method of your Tianyin Temple can only be Nirvana alone. In the future Whether he is lonely all his life or finds a new love, you don't care?"

Hearing this, Wu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Of course I care."

Immediately, he clasped his hands together, restrained all expressions, and bowed respectfully to the giant tree, "So the younger generation is willing to fulfill the promise made by the senior."

"It took a long time to talk, just want to get rid of that sword repair."

The giant tree murmured, and with a wave of the branch, it drove an oath and the tree seed into Infinity's body, and then said: "Cheng Siqi can also be regarded as a descendant of the demon master, a man of divine thoughts, born of a sword cultivator, I naturally don't want to It will harm him, and the matter of fighting for the road to immortality is just a last resort, if he doesn't want to, I will naturally not force it."

"However, I want to know, if Cheng Siqi used your lotus method to get over your inner demons and come back to life without me helping you back to life, would you regret it?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in his question.

But Wuyan answered without thinking: "If I don't come back to life, he won't wake up."

He laughed slowly, "That's a little slob, how could he be willing to wake up if no one slapped his butt to wake him up?"

The giant tree was unknown, so he shook the branches, and his voice became a little weak: "According to Lin Kongyu's plan, Jiejie came to snatch the resources of the spirit world, stimulate the last potential of the spirit world, the spiritual energy erupted, and the road to immortality may be in the future Within 200 years. Your cultivation time is too short, your cultivation base is superficial, and you are fighting for the road to immortality..."

Instinctively said: "In the past years, the senior must have selected some people to compete with the spirit master. So far, no one in the cultivation world has ascended, that means those people all died on the road to immortality."

The giant tree paused, and said for a while: "You are the only one I chose to kill demons."

Wuyan smiled, said nothing more, and sat down cross-legged.

The majestic vitality within the tree species instantly overwhelmed him.

He manipulated these surging vitality to quickly nourish the soul and reshape the body.The green figure of the huge tree in front of him slowly disappeared, and the light leaking from the top of his head also quietly dimmed, and the surrounding was empty and silent, as if he was the only one in the whole world.

"Boom!"

A slow and pulsating heartbeat sounded, and a ray of skylight was suddenly torn apart in the dark world.

Cheng Siqi fell into a familiar dream while he was circling with the giant tree and digesting the tree species from death to life.

The constant high fever made him tired and dizzy, and he couldn't hear what the people around him were saying clearly.

In the blur, only a slender figure could be seen walking towards him.The cold light of the sharp blade disappeared in a flash, and immediately the lips were moistened, and the sweet and moist breath flowed in from the mouth, and flowed all over the body in an instant.

This familiar scene made Cheng Siqi's eyes heat up, and he burst into tears.

He struggled to get up, trying to push away the arm that was pressing his lips, but the woman stretched out another hand, hugged Cheng Siqi tenderly, and gently stroked his back.

"Si Qi, be good, drink the medicine..."

The cool breath enveloped him.

Cheng Siqi whimpered and sobbed, but could only utter the cry of a baby with no emotion.

No one could hear him calling mother.

The woman thought he was suffering, and immediately fed him a sip of sugar water after retracting her arm, and then performed meditation for him.

The scene in front of him changed from sleeping to waking.

Cheng Siqi was awakened by that sweet breath.

But he could feel that the arm that gave him this breath slowly developed dry lines, slowly cracked and wrinkled, and gradually became weak and dry, like a dark yellow branch at the end of autumn.

Finally one day, Cheng Siqi woke up again, and the person who came was Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao picked up his body that was no longer feverish, patted it lightly, and then hugged him, his hoarse and suppressed voice rang out from his chest to his eardrums: "Your mother is gone, and we will be left to depend on each other from now on. "

Cheng Siqi struggled to open his eyes wide to see Cheng Hao's expression.But all he could see was his gray hair and half of his wrinkled face.

As long as he can remember, his father has always been such a bad old man.He didn't know it before, but later he realized that it was because his mother was already an old woman when she died.

Wife, wife, always stay by your side.

It's like being reborn.

Cheng Siqi grew up step by step, from a baby in swaddle to a carrot head with short hands and feet.

He practiced quietly, practiced his sword, and then entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords. Facing the world flowing with magma, he pulled out the Sword of Extreme Passion from countless cold or rusty swords.

"Father, I choose Jiqing Kendo."

Childish words sounded, with firmness and fearlessness.

Sitting in the thatched cottage, Cheng Hao looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "This road is extremely difficult, and there is no one who can reach the end in ancient times. The predecessors who created this road and used it as the road to slaying demons did not succeed in the end." You can use this to ascend to immortality. But you choose this path, and as a father, you will not hinder it."

"I hope you will be a person who dares to love, dare to hate, and fights with courage." Cheng Hao smiled, "Such people are happy."

Cheng Siqi returned to the cave with the Jiqing sword in his hand.

A few days later, all the sword cultivators of Xuanjianzong who were extremely gossip knew that Cheng Shaozong mastered a sword method that was very likely to harm others and himself.

But no one was afraid or puzzled. On the contrary, while sending nourishing medicine to Cheng Siqi's cave every day, the sword cultivators secretly held a draft meeting for fear that their young suzerain would get tired and thin.

"Oh, brother, look at this Danxiu!"

In the secret room, a sword cultivator held up a jade slip, pushed away the crowd and rushed towards him, "He has a handsome appearance, a dignified appearance, and he can make good alchemy. I have investigated his family background and character, although he is not worthy of our young suzerain. It's interesting, but he is still a little genius, you see..."

As he spoke, the jade slip projected a figure of a young man with a handsome demeanor and a gentle temperament. He was gentle and polite at first glance.

"Not bad……"

The middle-aged brother nodded.

"Wait, senior brother! Look at the one I chose, it's even better!" Another person squeezed over and threw out a jade slip, "A genius with a single spiritual root and wood system! The daughter of the Saintess of Linglong Pavilion, she is definitely a lady of everyone..."

"It's either good or bad..."

"What's so good! Brother, look at me! The little leopard girl of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is very humorous, cheerful and generous, and she must be the type that the young sect master likes!"

"There is also my choice, the one from the Sacred Valley of Medicine..."

The secret room was noisy and chaotic.

As soon as there was a disagreement, the beasts began to fight with their swords, and quickly lifted the roof of the house. A group of people rushed out, seemingly completely forgetting that their original intention of holding a meeting secretly was to choose someone for Cheng Siqi who would not lie to him. Feelings, mutual benefit and reciprocity are good couples who get together and get together.

In the ruined secret room, Cheng Siqi, who had grown into a young man, took two steps casually, and picked up a jade slip that had been sifted out a long time ago.

From the projection of the jade slip, it was a handsome young monk with a smile on his lips.

The boy's brows and eyes were sharp, but when he bent down, he was as gentle as spring water.The plain white monk's robe made him feel cold all over his body, as lonely and cold as the snow in Tianshan Mountains, but he couldn't help but get close, wanting to hug the snowflakes and warm him up.

"Tianyin Temple, Wuyan."

"The Buddha of madness, the demon of ignorance and hatred. Not easy to be tempted, but easy to be affectionate, the next choice."

Cheng Siqi stared blankly at the figure in front of him, and the two lines of words, until the projection shattered, then slowly hugged the Jiqing sword tightly, turned and left.

After that, Cheng Siqi's Jiqing swordsmanship made rapid progress, and his cultivation quickly reached the peak of foundation establishment, only one step away from forming a golden core.But it is this step that is the first hurdle of Jiqing swordsmanship, which has blocked countless talented swordsmen from ancient times to the present.

"This is a method obtained from Tianjizong, would you like to try it?"

Cheng Hao pushed a scroll exuding an ancient aura in front of Cheng Siqi, with a bit of worry in his eyes, "Tianjizong has a way to see the sky and measure the earth, this is a turning point calculated by the elder of Tianjizong, but Although there are rumors about this move, no one has really succeeded so far.”

The scroll is at hand.

But Cheng Siqi shook his head: "My child doesn't want to."

Cheng Hao glanced at Cheng Siqi in surprise, but he didn't make a fuss, just nodded, "Then follow the previous plan, you can continue to practice. Before going down the mountain, pay a visit to the elder Taishang. He always misses you and misses you." gone."

Assenting, Cheng Siqi left the thatched cottage.

Cheng Siqi did not agree to go to the mortal world to practice and seek opportunities to become enlightened. Cheng Siqi chose another path, carrying the sword alone, and left Xuanjianzong.

All the way from south to north, he cut down countless ghosts and ghosts with his sword, and when surrounded by many people, his life was in danger.

At the peak of his fame, he saw the demon saint descending from the sky. A monk whose face could not be seen was clearly visible in his white robe, and raised his hand to gouge out his eyes.

That night, Cheng Siqi formed a pill and returned to Xuanjianzong to retreat.

His cultivation base has been constantly improved during the boring years of sword practice, except for occasionally going down the mountain to slay demons and demons, Cheng Siqi never leaves the Xuanjian sect for half a step.

He often played chess with the Supreme Elder, and the Supreme Elder was like an old urchin, cursing himself as a stinky chess basket, while regretting the game happily.

Cheng Hao's thatched hut has been in disrepair for a long time. At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, Cheng Siqi would carry mud tiles up the mountain and repair him without using magic power.

裴鹿青和路南绑了药圣谷的真传弟子，非逼着人家炼一炉可让剑化形的丹药，真要娶自己的剑当媳妇，结果被药圣谷的长老追着揍了好几a hill.

In the end, Cheng Siqi fought against him and broke through to transform into a god.

It was also on that day that Xuanjianzong summoned all the disciples, dismissed the servants, and fought against Jiejie.

Folding the sword and sinking into the sand, self-destructs the cultivation base.

The giant sword of Qingtian was slowly pulled out from the ground by an invisible force, all the surrounding mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, and huge craters like meteorites appeared.Thousands of sword lights rose at the same time, shining the whole world.The sharpness condensed to the extreme pierced the sky in an instant.

"This is the fairy sword!"

"When will I have a sword like this... Sigh, forget it, don't think about it, you can't abandon a poor wife, I'd better use my Qingluan, I can't be a heartless person."

"Wuuuuuuu...I actually broke my wife with my own hands. I'm such a bad man..."

Familiar voices sounded from all around, either in amazement, lamentation, or laughter.

But when they looked up, everyone was fearless and full of vigor.Their cultivation bases fell layer by layer, their swords were broken, and their blood flowed, but there was light hidden in their eyes.

A sword has both sharpness and sincerity.

"The San Xiumeng has already surrounded the mountain. It is still too late for you to inform other people or ask for help, or are you going to just do nothing and watch them die?"

Among the crowd, a voice suddenly sounded, asking Cheng Siqi in a low voice.

As if he didn't hear this sentence, Cheng Siqi still stood where he was, with the Jiqing sword broken by himself under his feet, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

The celestial sword flew out, and the Loose Xiumeng attacked.

Without hesitation, he picked up the broken sword blade on the ground together with all the disciples of Xuanjianzong around, and rushed out.

Some people blew themselves up beside him, some were decapitated, and some were completely annihilated, with stumps rolling off.He was killing and killing, and he lost his strength, and knelt on the ground on one knee like an old man.

In the soil poured with blood, a budding golden lotus slowly bloomed in front of his eyes.

Cheng Siqi stared at the golden lotus for a long time, countless illusory figures were crying and laughing wildly before his eyes, pulling madness, and countless voices were screaming loudly and accusingly in his ears.

His face was full of turbid blood and tears, he turned a deaf ear to all this, stretched out his hand to grab the illusory lotus seed suspended from the center of the lotus, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

The golden light dispersed, and he laughed softly.

"This fruit...is really bitter."

As soon as the words came out, the shouts of killing all around suddenly stagnated.

There was a loud hum, and all the scenes were shattered like a mirror.

A golden halo emanated from Cheng Siqi's body. If one looked closely, it was a lotus seed that had been planted in his dantian, took root and sprouted, and soon gave birth to a beautiful golden lotus.

The reason why Tianyin Temple is the sect with the longest inheritance and the most secret among the Eight Great Immortal Sects is that their true teaching of lotus law can really bring people back to life from the ashes.It's just that there are very few people who can survive this kind of demon rebirth.After all, although a beautiful dream is a dream, in the end, there is still an old friend.

"Thank you senior, you are indeed here!"

Heavy snow covered Yanbei City again.

Facing the heavy snow, a woman in black walked quickly down the hall, without brushing off the snowflakes on her shoulders and hair, she lowered her voice and hastily said: "The people from Liuhua Sect came back from Broken Blade Mountain and said We have prepared a way to deal with the catastrophe outside the city, you see..."

Her voice was cold, and following the trajectory of the snowflakes, she swept across the threshold and landed on the wet floor tiles.

The people in the hall didn't seem to care, and responded: "Understood."

This voice is hoarse and dry, not like a young monk, but like an old man.

The woman couldn't help but look up, and saw a pitch-black coffin parked in the mourning hall filled with mournful white hangings. A thin and tall young man was kneeling in front of the coffin, his eyes lowered, watching the dancing flames in the brazier .

Her heart was astringent, and she said in a low voice: "Thank you senior, Master Wuyan and Mr. Cheng have passed away for many days. According to common rules, the time to stop the spirit should have passed. In two days, it will be the 81st day of Jiujiu. It's time ...It's time for the two gentlemen to rest in peace."

"If you really can't let it go, it's okay to find the reincarnations of the two..."

"The body and soul were exhausted and died, and there was no reincarnation." Xie Zhou replied lightly.

The woman in black froze for a moment, as if she couldn't understand why the two mortals died of exhaustion.

Xie Zhou ignored her surprise.

His eyelids were lifted from the scorching heat, and he threw a handful of paper money into the brazier again.

He had heard the words of the woman in black persuading him too many times these days.

All kinds of people have said and persuaded.There were also some monks who were surprised and puzzled, as if they couldn't understand the behavior of a dignified Foundation Establishment monk kneeling down to guard the spirit for two mortals.But he doesn't care.

He is guilty, he is reluctant.

He never thought that these two people who treated him like his own children would disappear the moment he turned his head.

He still remembered Cheng Siqi's vague instructions when he left that day.Insanity tremblingly sent him to the door, and brought him freshly made hawthorn wine, letting him taste it occasionally, not drink too much.

At that time, Xie Zhou was still thinking that next time he came, he would bring more cloud cakes, as the two old men seemed to like it a little bit.There are also spirit plums sent by outsiders, you can save them to make some plum soup.

But just thinking about it like this, it was too late.

Cheng Siqi often taught him to spend more time with his parents, and don't let his son want to support him but refuse to stay with him.

Even though he has traveled through a small half of the world of cultivation and practiced for many years, he has never really understood this sentence.But when he really understood, he could only kowtow to the rusty bone and broken sword in vain.

The last piece of paper money was burned.

Xie Zhou raised his finger, rolled up some residual snow outside the door, put out the brazier, then knelt for a long time before sighing heavily, and looked at the woman in black by the door: "You are right, the old men should be buried in the ground for It's all right. When they were still there, they bothered me to disturb their love. Now that I'm gone, I can no longer be annoying. "

He stood up slowly: "Tomorrow, let's mourn."

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