Huai Bo: "..." This is quite domineering.
Mojun picked up a pen and drew a random circle on the chessboard, "I'll start first."
She was in the corner at the beginning, and she was a rookie at first glance.
Huai Bo was still afraid of her going first, but now he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt a little guilty, what if the devil said again: "I think I won, so it's decided"
The Demon Lord smiled: "Please."
Huai Bo said: "You haven't said exactly how you want to bet."
"How to gamble?" Mo Jun thought for a moment, then smiled, "Who is the person you care about the most?"
Huai Bai's face was cold, and he looked at her coldly.
The Demon King laughed loudly, "Why are you so afraid, Mister? Let's do it this way, within a stick of incense, you beat me, and within a year I won't attack Xianmen. If you lose," she hooked her lips, and took out a few A wooden sign, after thinking about it, wrote a few names on the sign, "I will kill one of them."
She spread out the wooden cards, "Choose one now, and bet on who."
On the wooden sign were written "Ye Yunxin", "Jingyi", "Zhao Jianyi", "Mingying", and Peiyu.
Huai Bo clenched his hands, "I don't want to choose."
Demon Lord: "Then what should I do? If you don't choose, I have no choice but to make a move now. I happened to read "Make a Killing Machine Without Emotions Now", I learned a lot, and I just missed putting it into practice."
Huai Bai frowned tightly, closed his eyes slightly, struggling in his heart.
Even if you are sure that you will win, what if you lose? She never thought that such a problem would happen to her, like driving a car that might get out of control, facing a fork in the road, and there are people she cherishes standing on each road, how should she choose
Demon Lord pointed to the wooden sign, "relatives, friends, and lover." She bent her eyes and said with a smile, "who do you want to sacrifice?"
Huai Bo opened his eyes, his gaze was firm, without any hesitation.
She took the wooden sign that said Peiyu, turned it over, and added her name on the back, "Two lives, bet for two years."
The Demon Lord clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, happy."
Huai Bo asked: "Even if we kill your favorite general, you won't do it?"
Mojun: "Of course, I swear by my real name, Huazhi." She paused, "This is the most important thing to me."
Huai Bo finally picked up the charcoal and drew a move on the chessboard, "My bet is also the most important thing to me."
The Demon Lord picked up the pen and hung it on the chess cloth. With just one thought, she would be able to solve thousands of ways to win just like the way of heaven.
But after a while, she just drew another circle casually, "I like the natural selection that Mr. said very much."
Huaibo: "I didn't bring it up, it was said by someone else, and I'm just repeating it."
The Demon King was a little surprised, and after a while he smiled wistfully and said, "Forget it, I don't have time to see him anymore, let alone meeting such an interesting person as Mr., I am content." She said another word.
…
The outcome is set.
Huai Bai finally felt at ease, raised his eyes in surprise, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, "You... have no desire to win."
The Demon Lord smiled, "Natural selection, those who are not tolerated in the world, will always be eliminated, and this world will always be handed over to those who come later."
She said, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, the red dress hanging down a little, revealing a white jade-like arm.
Huai Bai drew the last stroke and put the charcoal aside.
The devil hooked his lips, "Actually, I came here just to see you. I was born as a devil, and the world I saw was ugly. Killing was instinctive, but at that time, I didn't think there was anything wrong."
She grabbed a jug of wine from the void, her eyes couldn't tell whether it was loneliness or fatigue, "I thought everyone was like this, and I also thought that the world should be full of blood. But I found out later that only I am like this. "
"All demons can turn back, but they don't want to."
Only she is doomed to drift away, with no way out.
Huai Bai looked at her quietly, without speaking.
People's sorrows and joys are not connected, she doesn't feel pity for the devil, but she is afraid that she will break the contract.
The demon raised his head and took a sip of the wine. The wine spilled on the red clothes, making him look even more gorgeous, just like the fragrant incense burning in the car.
"I learned from ordinary people, burning the most elegant incense, drinking the strongest wine, and seeing the most beautiful scenery, but I still can't understand their emotions. It wasn't until I saw your words that I realized that I was the one who should be eliminated ’” She threw the jug out, “You’re right, the fittest survive, I’m the unfit.”
Weibo frowned.
The devil said with a smile: "I have no intention of winning this bet. I know that you are good at poker and you have a koi secretly hidden on your body."
Whitby: "I haven't."
The Demon Lord laughed, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you win. Naturally, I won't attack Xianmen again, but the Demon Lord is no longer me."
Huai Bo stood up abruptly, "What do you mean!"
The Demon King said: "I stored that power in that child. What you see now is just the incarnation of my primordial spirit."
She separates soul, primordial spirit, and power. The primordial spirit comes to the Buddhaland, and listens to a discussion on the Tao, and has no regrets about life and death.
The soul rests on the peach branch, and has a one-month talk with Tianxin, fulfilling the long-cherished wish of thousands of years.
As for the power to destroy the world, she chose to give it up to another girl who was incompatible with this world.
The demon king spread out on the chair, seeing Huai Bai's shocked expression, he laughed loudly: "But I can give you a piece of advice, that power can only be truly destroyed with the help of divine power. If you want to win, you must first take back the divine weapon."
…
The fragrance is heavy and the peach blossoms are like rain.
Tian Xin stood up and looked at the girl in red shirt on the wall.
Huazhi said, "Monk, I lost, and you didn't win either."
Tianxin's brows were tightly furrowed, and a faint golden color appeared in his pupils. From the first time he saw him, he knew that the person in front of him was the person he most wanted to transform into.
But he couldn't cross it, and no one else could cross it, just like Ming Luan back then.
Hua Zhi threw the ever-burning lantern over, "It's agreed, if I lose, I'll give you something, and I'll return it to you."
Tianxin caught it, lowered his eyes, the lights trembled, and the soft Buddha light swam in it like a firefly.
Hua Zhi said: "You can't cross me."
It's just that during the long days in the Wanmo Nest, she still couldn't help recalling the past, there was only a moment in thousands of years, and there was nothing worth commemorating, except for the beam of Buddha's light that benefited the world.
The blind monk came out of the snowstorm, holding a lamp to shine on the world.
He walks like a lotus flower every step of the way, protected by the Buddha's light, destined to reach the other shore.
Hua Zhi recalled the first meeting, smiled, and said: "At that time, I forced you to make a great wish, that you would never become a Buddha until you exhausted all the demons in the world, that's all, I take back this wish."
"I'll take back these eyes too," Hua Guang saw, and two golden pearls appeared in her hands. These were originally the magic essence of two great demons. They have been cultivated by Buddhism for thousands of years, and they have gradually lost their demon nature. .
Hua Zhi said: "Go and be your Buddha, I will not block your way."
A gust of wind blew by, and the wide monk's robes fluttered like clouds.
Tian Xin's eyes were wide open, but there was no spirit in them, but a lotus pattern appeared in his pupils. He held a lamp, and his body was full of Buddha light.
The golden light is long, the clouds are like brocade, and in an instant, the small courtyard is full of golden lotus.
Wannian Xiangfo, if he hadn't possessed these magic eyes, he would have reached the other shore already.
Hua Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth—at the last moment, she learned two more things, letting go and being fulfilled.
Tian Xin whispered: "I don't want to become a Buddha."
As soon as the sound fell, a strong wind blew up, the clouds suddenly dispersed, the golden liquid poured down like rain, and the lotus flowers in the pond swayed.
Tian Xin looked up, and seemed to see a pair of compassionate and ruthless eyes behind the clouds. Facing those eyes, facing the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, he once again made a great wish: "If the common people are not saved, I swear that I will not become a Buddha."
Those eyes closed again.
The golden light gradually dissipated, Tianxin stood, her monk's robes fluttering frequently, and a pool of withered golden lotus behind her.
Hua Zhi sat on the wall, dangling his legs, "Why bother?"
Tianxin looked sad, and begged in a low voice: "Please let me save you."
Even if it takes tens of millions of years, even if you can never become a Buddha again.
Hua Zhi smiled, "I'm too tired. Tell me, what's on the other side of the mountain?"
Before Tian Xin could speak, she asked herself again: "What's on the other side of the sea? What's on the other side of the sky?"
The world is like a huge cage, tightly imprisoning her here. Ordinary people can't finish this world in a lifetime, but for her, it only takes a moment of thought.
This world is really too small.
Hua Zhi wanted to break free from the shackles of the heaven and the earth, to see the world beyond the sky, and to fly like a roc, soaring ninety thousand miles above.
Don't be a demon anymore.
Her face became paler and paler, "Why are you crying?"
Tianxin was silent, his face was full of tears.
Huazhi smiled and said, "Didn't you teach me that there is no tree for bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can the dust be gathered?"
The figure on the wall suddenly disappeared, and a branch of peach blossom fell down.
Holding the flowers in both hands, Tian Xin knelt down on the ground. After a long time, she said in a trembling voice, "The poor monk's heart has already been covered with dust."
The shadow of the sun is slanting to the west, the bright moon rises from the sea, and the lingling silver light shines on the earth.
The sky and the earth are vast, and when you look up, you can see the flowers and branches are full of spring, and the heart of the sky is full of the moon.
…
The Demon Lord's figure disappeared, and the car was completely empty.
Huai Bai jumped out of the car, pierced through a monster with his sword, and rushed to Peiyu's body, butt against her back, facing thousands of troops.
In the Demon Palace on the Clouds of the East China Sea, a girl in purple walked out from the heavy gauze curtains, looking down at the mountain of peach blossoms with an expressionless face.
Dongting seemed to have sensed something, turned his head suddenly, and the blue chain on his wrist trembled violently.
Chang Ling sensed the departure of the Demon Lord, flew over, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still fighting?"
Dongting's eyes turned cold, the spear was sharp, and the water of thousands of miles rushed towards the barrier, "Break through the barrier first, if there is nothing to protect, they will give up by themselves."
The torrent of dust and sand rolls across the wilderness, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
The ground kept shaking, and there was a loud bang, like a galloping horse.
The mortal soldiers retreated one after another, and fled back on horseback, trying to hide in the barrier.
As for the monsters behind them, they were submerged in the flood in an instant.
The flood roared and was unstoppable, destroying the giant trees along the barren hills.
Just as it was about to involve the soldiers, a majestic mountain rose up to block the torrential water.
Lingyang stands on the top of the peak, facing Dongting from a distance.