Ever since Chen Ya was injured, his impression of Tai Sui had completely changed. When he rode a white tiger from Fan Gu to the Eastern Great Sui Empire, which was called a demon by his master, his heart was filled with disdain. In his opinion, it is insignificant that all the sects in this world except the Buddhist sect are demons and heretics.
Chang'an City gave him enough shock, but that's just because Chang'an City is big enough.
Later, she hid in the inn and showed herself as a woman. For Chen Ya, this is by no means a shameful thing, because in the eyes of Buddhist sects, appearance doesn't mean anything special. Of course, Buddhists have deep-rooted prejudices about gender, and women are sins in their eyes.
So this is a very contradictory thing. Chen Ya thinks that a woman's body is a sin, but he doesn't think that a woman's appearance is a sin. This kind of speechless way of thinking can only appear so righteous and awe-inspiring in Buddhist sects.
The first thing that changed Chen Ya's impression of Da Sui was Taoist Heju, that domineering red-robed priest with a weird cultivation base, and his repulsive force is comparable to the world's unparalleled.
I thought that the contempt for the Sui people had been completely abandoned by myself, and I paid enough attention to it in my heart. But when Zhuo Buyi appeared, he couldn't help but feel tight. This is the second time Miao Seng Chenya has been restrained and lost his freedom after entering Chang'an City.
The first time was the phantom bondage of Taoist Crane.
The second time, Zhuo Buyi's painting is a prison.
Chen Ya didn't know who Zhuo Buyi was, and he didn't know what Zhuo Buyi's methods were. But he could feel that the method of this commoner man seemed to be stronger than the phantom bondage of Taoist Heju. When Zhuo Buyi walked in front of him, Chen Ya finally understood why this man was better than Taoist Heju.
The phantom bondage of Taoist Heju bound the body.
And the methods of this commoner man not only bind the body, but even more than restraint.
In an instant, the sweat on Chen Ya's forehead could not stop sliding down his cheeks. The sweat was not because of his pain, but because of fear.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be completely naked in front of this hateful Sui man. This feeling is not only that the body is not covered by clothes, but even the heart is not covered. Many of the secrets that I hid in the darkest place were exposed under that person's seemingly plain eyes.
No clothes.
There is no dignity.
He was wearing clothes but felt naked, and he closed the door of his heart tightly but found that there was a force that forcibly opened the door of his heart in a way that he couldn't stop. And for this method of directly tearing off the seal to see the secret, he couldn't find a way to stop it.
"Who are you?"
With some difficulty, Chen Ya rolled his eyes to look at Zhuo Buyi.
Zhuo Buyi didn't answer, but looked into Chen Ya's eyes seriously, as if there was something in Chen Ya's eyes that could attract him. Focus on nothing else.
The more Zhuo Buyi focused, the more frightened Chen Ya became.
He tried to use his perseverance to hide the darkest things in his heart again, and he was eager to find a fig leaf in his heart. But he found that the intruding power seemed to turn into a dazzling sun, hanging on the sky deep in his heart. It also illuminates all the most secret places, without any blind spots. Too bright, too dazzling, too scary, a heart that nothing can hide or a heart
"No wonder."
Zhuo Buyi frowned slightly after looking at it for a while, then looked sideways at Taoist Heju and said softly: "This person actually has a high status in the Buddhist sect, he is the most favored disciple under the Wisdom Tianzun of the Buddhist sect. It turned out that Dalunming King of Daxue Mountain personally picked it up for him. This man's best cultivation is Buddhist Sect's flower fingers and non-phase skills, these two things are indeed enough to make him proud."
Taoist Heju nodded, walked to Zhuo Buyi and said, "Mr. Zhuo's painting is a prison, and the poor Taoist has seen it."
Zhuo Buyi shook his head slightly and said: "The Celestial Eye of the priest is the art of boundless illusion. I have reached the limit of my drawing ground, and it is difficult to make progress even if I practice more. However, the power of your Celestial Eye is only negligible. Given time , I can’t even think of anyone who can resist when they see the phantom bound.”
"Mr. praise."
Taoist Heju smiled modestly, then walked up to Chen Ya and asked in a cold voice: "Although you are a disciple of Wisdom Tianzun, you may be able to receive supreme honor in other places, and the world sees you as if you are a god. But in the Sui Dynasty, you were nothing more than a bereaved dog who was in constant fear. Pindao now gives you a chance to tell who the person who rescued you that day was, and where is he now?"
When Zhuo Buyi stopped looking into Chen Ya's eyes, Chen Ya found that the sun-like light in his heart had also disappeared. This made him involuntarily heaved a sigh of relief, as if the defiled person had finally waited until the process of being defiled was over. Although being tarnished has become a fact that cannot be changed, it is better than being tarnished forever.
"You want to know, why should I say that?"
Chen Ya replied.
Taoist Heju was not angry, but nodded his head and said, "I just should ask, so I asked you, although I knew you wouldn't say it without asking."
"You Sui people are all this boring?"
"Are you in charge?"
Taoist Heju asked an unreasonable question, then slowly stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Chen Ya's chest. The gentle movements seemed to brush off the broken leaves on Chen Ya's chest, or straighten his clothes. But just as Taoist Heju put his hand on Chen Ya's chest, the air around that hand suddenly trembled violently. A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye swayed around, like a rapidly expanding storm.
That hand is the center of the storm.
Rebuke!
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The repulsive force that exploded on Chen Ya's chest was much smaller than the repulsive force when he first saw Heju Taoist's cultivation, but because of its small size, the impact of this repulsive force was particularly concentrated. After a circle of air ripples visible to the naked eye rippled on Chen Ya's chest, the repulsive force penetrated into his body fiercely and abnormally. But because Zhuo Buyi's painting is a prison, Chen Ya's body is still fixed on the ground and cannot move.
Therefore, that seemingly subtle but violent and sharp repulsion passed through Chen Ya's body. A blood arrow shot out from Chen Ya's back, carrying some pieces of meat.
Chen Ya's body couldn't help twitching, and the corners of his mouth trembled, a streak of blood spilled out.
It's just that this proud and conceited monk doesn't have a trace of surrender in his eyes.
Zhuo Buyi seemed not interested in this kind of forced confession, he walked slowly to a big rock not far away and sat down. He raised his head and looked at the sky protruding from the gaps in the dense forest branches and leaves, dazed in a daze. He is a very strange person, often keeping his head up and looking up at the sky, motionless. Sometimes I sit for a whole day until the sky is completely dark.
If this is a strange hobby of his, it is better to say that it is a habit of his.
It's just that no one knows when and why this habit started. Zhuo Buyi has never been a person who is lost in all living beings, even if he does not have a bright brocade coat on his body, or a glorious crown on his head. Fang Jie once said that if Zhuo Buyi wanted to be flirtatious and coquettish, young women, mature women, or even young girls would throw themselves into his arms. Fang Jie once thought about how to describe Zhuo Buyi, but after thinking about it for a long time, he found that only one sentence was barely suitable.
He is a pretender with a literary style.
But there is no doubt that Zhuo Buyi has awesome capital.
Zhuo Buyi looked up at the sky, Taoist Heju was digging a hole.
Punch holes in Chen Ya.
When Zhuo Buyi looked away from the sky, Chen Ya's body was already covered with holes. But Taoist Hexi avoided all the vital points on Chen Ya's body, leaving this proud and wonderful monk riddled with wounds, but he couldn't die. Looking at the bloody man, there is still no trace of the once handsome and jade-like appearance.
The most important thing is that Taoist Heju just blasted the blood hole with repulsion force on Chen Ya, but he didn't ask a word, he just asked where the person who saved you was when Zhuo Buyi was using the painting as a prison. It is to concentrate on using torture seriously, and seems to have no interest in questioning.
After the thirty-seventh time his palm left Chen Ya, Taoist Heju hesitated. He wasn't hesitating whether he should ask something, or whether he should stop. He hesitated because it was difficult to find another place to attack on Chen Ya. He had been avoiding the vital points before, but it was a bit difficult to find the right place at this time.
Taoist Heju frowned slightly, and after pondering for a while, he slowly raised his hand and placed it on Chen Ya's forehead.
At this moment, Zhuo Buyi looked away from the sky and looked in this direction. There was some doubt in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. The moment Heju Taoist placed his palm on Chenya's forehead, Zhuo Buyi seemed to have lost all interest in this person, and turned his gaze to the sky again.
"Are you going to kill me?"
Chen Ya, who seemed to have lost all his strength, suddenly asked, and there seemed to be no fear in his eyes.
"yes."
Taoist Heju nodded slightly.
"Why did you give up?"
Chen Ya asked again.
Heju Taoist replied seriously: "I have pierced you thirty-seven times. If you wanted to confess, you should have done so long ago. I used thirty-seven shots to prove that you are not a person who can be persecuted. So there is no need to persecute you anymore, it is nothing more than a waste of cultivation power. Although you are an enemy, you are so arrogant that I am impressed, so I decided not to torture you, but to give you a good time."
The corners of Chen Ya's mouth twitched, like a smile: "I... very curious, why... why didn't you try to threaten me with destroying my sea of energy before killing me? Isn't this the most direct and effective way to threaten a practitioner? "
"right."
Taoist Heju shook his head slightly: "But I'm not interested anymore."
Chen Ya hummed, tried to lower his head but realized that he couldn't move. Then he wanted to close his eyes, but found that apart from being able to speak, he couldn't even close his eyelids. Thus, the unwillingness that finally appeared in his eyes was clearly seen by Taoist Heju. Resentment, nostalgia, yearning, expectation, very complicated.
But Taoist Heju seemed to have really lost interest, and even ignored the complex meaning in Chen Ya's eyes. When those things appear in a person's eyes, it often means that the spiritual will has begun to loosen.
He still put his hand on Chen Ya's forehead, and then slowly sent the repulsive force out from the meridians. Just when that repulsive force was about to burst out from his palm, suddenly there was a voice that seemed to come from far away, ethereal and distant.
"That's enough, the evil is nothing more than that. Today I realized that the Sui people are really monsters without awe."
Hearing this sentence, the corner of Taoist Heju's mouth couldn't help but twitch, a little proud. This is not a forced confession, but to force the person who should come out to come out by himself.