After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn - Chapter 182

Lingyang escaped smoothly.

This seems to be expected.

Dongting put the gun on the ground, leaned on the gun, and looked up at the bright moon.

Chang Ling squatted on the tree and chewed meat, “Are you unhappy? Then catch them back?”

Dongting was a little envious of him, only his appetite, not affected by the seven emotions of the mortal, recklessly, maybe this is the real demon.

“I lost a very important friend.”

Chang Ling was puzzled: “Then you catch her back.”

Dongting just smiled: “The heart is far away, and it’s useless to catch it back.”

Chang Ling’s eyes flashed, “Then kill her!”

Dongting nodded, “She turned her back on the Demon Race. If you see it in the future, don’t show mercy.”

Chang Ling continued to chew the meat while muttering, “I won’t be merciful. If it wasn’t for you today, she wouldn’t run away. How would you explain to Wang?”

Dongting raised her eyebrows, “Is there anything to explain, do you think she doesn’t know?”

The devil had already calculated all the things today, so he didn’t stand out and watched coldly. Even Dongting’s rare softheartedness may be within her calculations.

Dongting sighed and looked at the dazzling starry sky. Thousands of years have passed and everything in the world has turned into nothingness. Only this starry sky remains the same.

The night is like ink, the hand is thick and dark, and the stars above the head are shining, but high above, it is impossible to see.

Hua Zhi lay on the white wall, her peach shirt hanging down and swinging gently.

Sitting under the wall, Tian Xin told the story of the Buddha cutting meat and feeding eagles.

After hearing this, Hua Zhi asked suddenly, “I heard that the Blessed One had a wife before he became a Buddha.”

Tian Xin nodded.

Hua Zhi looked at the stars and said, “That wife was a noble princess. After she conceived a child for him, the Blessed One abandoned his wife and son and entered the deep mountains to practice.”

“When the Blessed One saves all living beings and is admired by thousands of people, the beautiful princess has become a withered old woman, trapped in a deep palace all her life, and she is old. She asked the Blessed One,’Why does mercy to the world hurt me alone?’”

She looked down and smiled: “Monk, is this the Buddha in your mouth?”

Tianxin said: “The former Buddha was a boy before the Buddha. With the devotion of his whole body, he offered a lotus flower to the ancient Buddha. At this time, a little girl knelt in front of the Buddha, praying that the Buddha’s nature would be exchanged with him. Marriage for a lifetime.” He sighed, “All the karma in this life, but the future is destined.”

Hua Zhi: “What is the predecessor, I said that this is a lie he made up to deceive the world and get rid of the charge of throwing his wife.”

Tianxin just laughed.

Hua Zhi said: “Even his wife has to hurt. Such a selfish person is worthy of saying that he will spend his life.”

Tianxin: “The one who crosses the common people, the common people, is not the Buddha.”

Hua Zhi stood up and looked at him quietly. After a while, he suddenly laughed, “The world says that you are the Buddha’s wise eyes that see cause and effect. In fact, if it weren’t for the drag of these eyes, you would have already become a Buddha and ascended to the other shore. Do you have resentment in your heart?”

Tian Xin shook his head, “All beings are still suffering in the sea of ​​suffering. I don’t want to become a Buddha until I have spent all my life.”

The common people will suffer forever, and he will never become a Buddha.

Hua Zhi “tsk”, “Enlightenment is really high.” She clapped her hands, “Go, I will come again in three days, listen to the last story, you have to be prepared!”

The figure above the white wall was empty, and the pink petals fell rustlingly.

Tian Xin raised his hand, took a floating peach blossom, and looked down silently.

Under the moonlit night, Chaoyu and Peiyu were strolling.

Peiyu finally plucked up the courage, went back with Huaibai, and met Chaoyu under her arrangement.

Both of them were a little nervous and speechless for a while.

Chao Yu coughed slightly, his eyes slanted slightly, looking at Peiyu.

The mentality of the year was not very clear, and the past was vague, and I could only vaguely remember one or two. She used to like children very much. She sews a headband for Xie Chunqiu by herself, and stared at the yellow leaves falling in autumn. If she wants to have a child, she should treat her like a master treats herself.

But Chao Yu was only hesitating now, a kind of stagnant melancholy wrapped her up, causing her to give birth to a touch of melancholy and confusion.

Peiyu’s eyebrows were slightly drooping, and her crow-like hair was flying in the wind, looking very well-behaved.

Chao Yu thought, she missed too much. The relatives and friends of this life, the love and hatred, an illusion, vanishes in a blink of an eye.

“You…” Chao Yu asked cautiously: “Is it okay in Gushan?”

Peiyu nodded, “Okay.” She paused, and added: “Master and fellow students treat me very well.”

Chao Yu: “That’s good.” She seemed to open the topic, “Gushan, I’ve been to Gushan before. It is a very beautiful place. Before dawn, the master hugged me and went to the top of the mountain to see the sunrise. “

Peiyu hooked her lips.

Chao Yu said: “The mountain is cold and windy, and it looks very poor. At that time, I was squeamish, and I always wanted to run back to Qianhan Palace.”

Pei Yu listened to her silently, her eyes soft.

Chaoyu remembered the past and smiled: “But the moment I saw the sunrise, I realized how beautiful this place is and its great fortune. It’s no wonder that so many monks always say that Lonely Mountain is better. But Sage Villa is also very good. Pretty, I remember…”

As he said, Chao Yu suddenly said a little “Ah” and covered his mouth, “Am I talking too much?”

Peiyu smiled and shook her head, “I like to listen.”

Chao Yu put down his hand, a little embarrassed, “I can’t help but talk too much to someone close to me, it’s not good.”

She wants to look like a mother!

Peiyu: “Very good.”

Chao Yu’s eyes are bright, “Then I will tell you later. You have never been to Qianhan Palace. We will go to Qianhan Palace to escape the heat in the future. There are many flowers there. You will love it.” She laughed. Add some springtime to the world, “I also planted an apricot blossom forest…”

Pei Yu frowned, “Xinglin?”

Chao Yu tilted her head and smiled bitterly, “Yes, the gift that Zhishui gave me back then, forget it, it’s over.”

Peiyu thought to herself that Xie Canglan said that Chaoyu discarded the gift that day was a fake.

Chao Yu bit his lip and put his hand over a little bit, seeming to muster the courage to hold Peiyu.

This is a common thing between mother and daughter, but it is extremely difficult for them.

A warm touch came from the fingertips, Peiyu lowered her eyes slightly, her expression unchanged, but her eyes were a little moist.

This is similar to when Huai Bai held her, it was warm, like a spring breeze, let her see the spring.

Pushing towards Yu’s hand slightly, he held her tightly, “Peiyu, I,” she hesitated slightly, “I have lost you a lot.”

Peiyu retorted: “I didn’t think so. Mother fell here because of me, I…”

Chao Yu’s eyes seemed to pretend to be stars, “What did you call me just now?”

Peiyu lowered her head, silent.

Chao Yu was not discouraged, and smiled: “Actually, I know you are alien to me. I feel guilty for leaving you in that place.”

She sighed, “I don’t know when this war will end, otherwise I can show you the flowers of the Qianhan Palace. Peiyu, I missed too much of your past, and your future, I don’t want to be absent anymore, okay ?”

Peiyu’s nose was sour, her voice choked and muffled: “Yeah.”

Chao Yu turned to his side and hugged her, “I am also very grateful to Immortal Chang Huai Bai for taking care of you so well.”

Speaking of Huaibo, Peiyu’s eyes are full of light. Even if she is crying, she still vocally blows Master-“Master is very good.”

Chao Yu smiled, “Mother-in-law” that Huai Bai called, she understood after a little thought.

Although surprised at the beginning, but more blessings and joy. When she saw them standing together, Chao Yu couldn’t help thinking, this is a match made in heaven.

In the shade of the trees in the distance, Cypress leaned against the tree, smiling at the scene where they embraced.

Jian Yunsha rarely quarreled with her, and stood quietly beside her, looking at the two under the moon together.

Two days later, Ye Yunxin came to Buddhism and brought news that the magic soldier was about to attack.

When the old people meet again, before they have time to talk about their feelings, war is about to come.

The sky and the earth are bleak today, and the sun and the moon are dark.

As Danxiu, Jing Yi could not go to the battlefield. She stuffed the newly refined medicine to Huaibo, “Xiaobo, I am waiting for you to come back.”

Huaibo nodded, put on the silver armor and tied the ponytail high.

Jing Yi walked to Xun Changxiao, put on her armor, smiled, and whispered: “Look, I don’t have any senior brothers anymore.”

Xun Chang smiled and raised his eyes, staring at her in a daze.

Jing Yi fastened the straps, lowered his head, “Come back alive.”

Xun Chang smiled for a moment and said, “Okay.”

In the distance, the black magic tide rolled in, like the sea water poured down, to submerge this pure land.

Huaibo Qingyi was holding a sword, standing in front of the immortals, looking forward blankly.

Peiyu wore a knife and stood beside her. When she was in such a crisis, she smiled extremely shallowly-one day she finally became a person who matched her master.

Before the catastrophe came, all my long-cherished wishes had been fulfilled, and there would be no regrets even in death.

On the ground, the low-level monsters fought with soldiers in yanjia.

The war drums shook the sky, the flesh and blood flew all over, and the wasteland was dyed red.

In the dark clouds, the demon soldiers are in a tidy queue, and Dongting is riding a bone horse, standing in front of the soldiers.

The wind was fierce, the white flag fluttered, and the black lines on the flag were crisscrossed, like a chessboard.

The monster is divided into two halves like a tide.

Six-headed Jiao drove from among the clouds, pulling the chariot made of bones. The blood-stained gauze lifted lightly, and the figure in the car could only be seen eloquently.

The monsters cheered, as if victory was already near.

The man in the car sat upright, mysterious and unpredictable.

The coercion that could contend with the heaven and the earth came from the car, and everyone felt restless, sweating coldly, and for those with a lower cultivation base, the sword was already unstable.

When the sword was violent, the voice in the car was like pearls and jade, and slowly asked: “Here is the rest of my life?”

…

“Today is the last day.” Hua Zhi sat on the wall, swinging his legs.

Her face was pale and her figure was not true.

Tianxin’s eyes were concerned, “Let’s talk about it tomorrow, you don’t look good today.”

Hua Zhi curled his lips, “It’s just an incarnation.”

It’s just that she forcibly separated the primordial spirit, soul and power, so she looked abnormally weak.

Tian Xin frowned, and for the first time a look other than compassion appeared on his face.

Hua Zhi raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes vacant, “Time is running out, let’s talk about it, the last story.”

Tian Xin closed his eyes and whispered the Buddha’s name softly, “The last story is about a starving Arhat…”