In Qing Shui's eyes, Shen Lian suddenly smiled, and a faint voice spread into her calm heart, "Qing Shui, all partings will lead to meeting again. We will meet again, and we won't Wait too long."
Shen Lian's words revealed full confidence, but there was no trace of murderous intent. Naturally, there was no expectation of what would happen if they met again. But Qingshui didn't doubt his words at all.
She has been a mystery her whole life, and perhaps the only one qualified to solve it is Shen Lian.
Qing Shui spit out a wonderful sound that only Shen Lian could hear.
"Shen Lian, every practitioner must light a lamp to illuminate the road ahead, but sometimes, you will know that turning back is harder than moving forward, and there is no light to shine."
When Shen Lian sipped the water, was she trying to persuade herself to look back
Qingshui seems to be right, it is easy to go forward, but it is difficult to go backward. Because whenever he takes a step back, he will fly into ashes. The final road is not wide enough for one person to walk on, so how can there be room for retreat
The Buddha said that he could save all sentient beings, but that was just words. In the end, he could only save himself.
His face was calm, and he walked away gracefully. Even with the clear water, his back could no longer be seen.
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Seven thousand miles away from the East China Sea in Yuanzhou, there is a mountain called Liubo Mountain.
The most peculiar thing about this mountain is that there will be thunder from time to time, but there is no lightning or thunderstorm. If someone follows the sound of thunder, they can find a strange beast standing on a high cliff behind the mountain. It has only one leg and no horns, and looks like a cow.
There was a girl in blue sitting on the back of the cow, playing a piccolo. Even if the beast roared like thunder, it could not cover up the sound of the flute.
Waves hit the cliff one after another, and the sound is clearer than the sound of gold and stone.
A huge dragon's head emerged from the waves. The dragon's beard was as thick as a tree hugged by one person. When it was pressed against the cliff, stone chips fell off.
Jiaolong's eyes were extremely cold, revealing an inexplicable evil experience.
The strange beast with two legs that looks like an ox, has light like the sun and moon coming out of its body, its eyes are staring at the dragon without hesitation, and it is not afraid of this seemingly powerful dragon at all.
A low thunderous roar, a sonic boom exploded, impacting the dragon.
But an invisible force offset the power of the thunderous roar.
The girl in blue on the back of the cow stopped playing the flute and turned her eyes towards the dragon. Her long and graceful hair fluttered in the wind, and a series of blue electric flowers visible to the naked eye actually appeared. roll.
The dragon also moved its head slightly away from the high cliff, as if to keep a safe distance.
A gloomy man's voice came out of the dragon's mouth, along with a bit of dragon's breath, pouring on the cliff, and grottoes of different sizes appeared.
The deep pressure appeared silently.
"You told me that it was easy to attack Changsheng Temple, but now the result is that I lost a son."
Anyone can feel the anger in the dragon's heart. It seems that if the girl doesn't answer well, she will be torn to pieces by it.
The girl in blue gently stroked her hair, arranging it one by one, then made a small braid and put it on her shoulders. Then she calmly looked at the dragon's bloody mouth, not afraid of the dragon's breath spraying on her body, taking her time and ease. Said: "The person who killed your son used the Impermanence Sword. Except for those few people, no one could have predicted it. If you want to use this to blame me, I will not accept it."
Jiaolong sneered and said: "I would still believe what others say, but you have mastered the Yi Dao taught by Shen Tianjun, how can you not count this?"
The girl in blue said calmly: "You are wrong, I learned to return to Tibet."
Jiaolong said: "I don't believe it. Shen Tianjun only has three disciples so far, so there is no way you can't get his true inheritance. Besides, it's not like no one has been chasing you for thousands of years, but you always predict this in advance. How can you Can’t afford it.”
The girl in blue said: "That was a whim, and it has nothing to do with Yi Dao's deduction. The characteristic of my cultivation is to understand what I see and hear, rather than to know the past and the future."
No matter how the dragon behaves, the girl always looks calm and calm.
As if Jiaolong knew there was nothing he could do to her, he finally lowered his eyes and said, "Then what should we do now?"
The girl in blue clapped her piccolo several times with her other hand and said softly: "The Qingxuan Immortal Mountain occupied by the Changsheng Temple is originally the seat of Qingxuan's Taoism. My master doesn't bother to argue with them, but as his disciple, I must I want to take back the mountain gate. Originally, I didn't bother to bully the small, so I asked you to take action. Now that a powerful character has come, I will go and meet her in person to see if she, the successor of the Impermanent Sword, is more powerful than me, Lei Jing. clever."
When Jiaolong heard what the girl said, he frowned and said, "To be honest, I don't agree with you going, because behind that person is Lord Qingshui Dao."
The girl in blue seemed to be sarcastically saying: "If you have such concerns, why do you still come to me to ask questions?"
Jiaolong was not embarrassed at all, and said naturally: "I'm not looking for you to accuse me, but I hope you can help me. After all, I have contributed to your matter and lost my favorite son. You have to show something." yes."
The girl in blue said: "Let me guess what evil idea you have in mind."
Jiaolong said: "No need to guess, I will tell you directly that the demon master has passed away. I have set my sights on Guixu, but I am concerned about the little demon master Jingshu's immortal sword, so I want to ask you to take action."
The girl in blue said: "Do you know that Jingshu is the most famous swordsman in the world in the past hundred years. I heard that her cultivation level has surpassed that of the Great Sage Huntian of the past. Even if she is the same as you and me, Not to mention whether you can defeat her with human strength, but at least you can't catch her. You should know how big the trouble will be if you can't catch such a person. "
The dragon laughed like a mouthful of blood and said: "Don't forget, I still have several good friends, and asking you to take action doesn't require you to do your best, all you have to do is make a gesture. After all, you are Shen Tianjun's direct disciple, and with you here, you can at least make other people who want to sell Jingshu's favors a second thought."
The girl in blue said: "You originally had this idea, but to be honest, although we have some friendship and I owe you a favor this time, I will not agree to your request."
Jiaolong said: "Why?"
The girl in blue sneered and said: "You can use me, but I will never allow anyone to use my master."
Jiaolong was stunned and held back a sentence: "But I heard that the relationship between your master and disciple is not very good."
The girl in blue said calmly: "You don't understand. If my master told me to die, I would never frown. How can others understand my respect for my master."
The dragon sighed. He wanted to say that he could pay a high price to invite her, but at this time he couldn't say it.
It had a similar feeling. When the seven brothers became sworn brothers, they were really willing to sacrifice their lives for each other. This kind of friendship is something that those hypocritical immortals and Buddhas can understand.
It's a pity that friendship can't compete with worldly affairs and time.