Demon King's Favorite, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 122: instinct

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The old god breathed evenly but secretly performed magic skills, and the ignorant Ensheng naturally couldn't perceive it.

Ensheng only felt that the old god's hug was extraordinarily warm and sticky. He himself seemed to be surrounded by a warm air mass, and he felt drowsy.

Suddenly the old god's innocence encountered resistance, but the weak performance could not hide from his eyes, and he quickly pulled his hand away from Ensheng's body.

At the same time, Ensheng yelled in pain and almost fell. The old god supported him and looked at him with concern.

Seeing that Ensheng seemed to be fainted by the pain, the old god didn't dare to take advantage of his supernatural powers, so he could only take out the silver needles he carried and pierce Ensheng's acupuncture points a few times, and then helped him dredge the meridians.

Yoyo woke up and turned, the tenderness just now became unfamiliar, but the hatred in the aftertaste saw a pair of concerned eyes, so true can not be fake, maybe he was not careful, Ensheng comforted himself so much.

However, Ensheng seemed to have forgotten what happened just now. He didn't know why he fell in the arms of the old god.

The old god looked at Ensheng with wide open eyes in horror, with a sad expression on his face. Ensheng was originally enjoying the feeling of mother-in-law care.

But suddenly found that the warmth of holding himself disappeared, so his wayward selfishness once again changed from acquired cultivation to the instinct at this moment.

He wanted to ask for another hug, but when he looked up, he saw the sad face of the old god. Suddenly realized that this is not my home, and the old man in front of him just pretended to be close to him on the surface, but actually didn't know what he was thinking.

So Ensheng looked at the sad eyes of the old god, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? You look sad?"

After Ensheng asked the old god, he suddenly realized that it might be the old god pretending to be sad in front of him in exchange for his trust.

So his puzzled eyes were firm and indifferent instantly. The old god really wanted to teach his children some physical fitness skills right away. Unfortunately, when his true energy was knocked back by a black object, he almost collapsed...

The old god passed his true energy to Ensheng during his luck, but unexpectedly, under Ensheng's dantian, there was a solid black spot hidden in his dantian!

It stands to reason that ordinary mortals, because they have not practiced, naturally have no true energy, and there will be no foreign objects.

However, there was a mass of blackness in the child's dantian, the black mass was solid, and when his pure white qi touched the mass of blackness, the blackness instantly increased a lot.

The old god was so scared that he could only stop quickly. If the qi gathers again, the solid black will be activated unscrupulously. At this moment, the old god still doesn't know what the black is.

I just vaguely felt the conflict between that thing and my own purity, if I forcibly instill it, I really don't know what tragedy will happen.

According to his previous experience, observing the attack will cause the child to be in yin and yang chaos, so that the five elements will be in chaos, the blood will flow back, and the child will die soon.

"My child, what kind of disaster have you suffered? How come there is such a black deposit in your body? Is it possible that you are not born in my generation? You can only fall into that magical way?"

The old Shenxian looked sad and helpless. He thought a lot. When the child asked him, he was thinking blankly. It seems that there are still many things between him and Ensheng.

The black block in the child's dantian still has a body that is not completely healed, and the child's misunderstanding and coldness of himself, and his hostility to make himself like an ice cave.

Even if you have practiced for a thousand years, there is an irreversible avenue of heaven and earth. Everything is within the dao. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who reject it will perish!

No one can reverse the principle of Dadao's birth and the laws that all things follow. You can only let the child get a good health first, and then find out what the cause is and how to crack it.

Since I can't help the child at this moment, and can't give him a little bit more preference, let him grow up, give him a warm and happy embrace, and let his heart warm up again.

Thinking of this, the old god can only divert the topic, so he said in his heart: "Use the child's most interesting topics to attract his attention, let him forget what he shouldn't remember, and let the child understand my compelling difficulties. "

Thinking of this, the old god put away his sad emotions and pressed his heart to the bottom of his heart, still showing a kind and kind expression on his face.

A pair of stubborn eyes looked at Ensheng tenderly, and Ensheng almost fell into that kind of love. However, he had always been alert to the old gods, always infinitely gentle and kind, and it was difficult to dispel the guard in his heart.

"Child, I know a little bit about the things you happened when you were a kid. As for how you got here, that's a long story." The old god said slowly.

After being proud, he began to gritted his teeth again, hating the end of the season, tired of the food here, tired of Yixian, tired of the three strange beasts, he hated everything here, including the old man in front of him.

Because he wanted to eat some meat, he tied the little beast. At that time, the little beast was already as big as a lamb.

I haven't eaten that kind of meat myself, so why not get it to eat? What's more, that guy doesn't have the ability to resist at all. If it wasn't for Yixian to discover in the end, he wouldn't be scared by the beast.

Not to mention being reprimanded at the end of the season by the five big and three rough, and the two mythical beasts have always seen themselves roaring fiercely since then, each time they are scared that he can only move in a small place in the cave.

And that pesky Yixian always gets piles of simple food, always fooling himself like that, how can he be abused like that when he is growing up...

Due to the deterrence of that stupid man, he could not lose his temper arbitrarily, nor reprimand the stupid woman. He could only say that all the anger was suppressed, and sometimes he was going crazy.

Thinking of his childhood, he still thought it was pretty good, and his wild thoughts didn't make the old god notice the strangeness.

He didn't even hear the old god's question until the old god called him softly: "Ensheng, Ensheng."

Ensheng immediately recovered from his thoughts, and watched the old god hurriedly said: "It was very famous when I was a child, and everyone knows that area. Tell me about what happened later."

"later!"

"Yes, afterwards, I only remember that our old man was infected with the plague, and within a few days I also got the plague, and I didn't know what happened next."

"The next thing..." The old god seemed to be lost in thought. After all, he didn't personally experience the change, he went there later.

"That year, your father drank a cup of tea, and within a few days he had a high fever. Because he spoiled you too much, he kept calling you. At that time, they didn't know that it was a plague."

"So, you were taken to see your dad, but it didn't take long for you to have a high fever, and then in your hometown, many people were infected with the plague."

The old god was plunged into memories of the past. It was the first time he saw his mentor in a thousand years of searching, but that scene can be deep into his bones and will be unforgettable for life.

The mentor who taught him does not know what kind of pain he has gone through. His body is as thin as dry wood. When the old god sees him, he can't wait to be lying on the bed.

However, the teacher in front of him has become a mortal, a mortal who can be defeated by tiny viruses and plagues at any time.

I don't know a little bit of the Immortal Family's spells, and I don't know a little bit of Qimen Dunjia, and those treasures who were once mentors, the mentors will teach them all of what they have learned in their lives.

At the critical moment of life and death, he abandoned all of his own and saved the old god, letting him shoulder the mission of the fish team to safeguard the world, and the teacher himself became a child who lost his memory and ability.

Therefore, after the old god came to this world, he has been searching for the old god in secret. After more than three hundred years, he and his mentor met again when his mentor died.

But it was such a miserable sight, and it still hurts his heart to think about it, and the sight of that day seemed to be in front of his eyes.

When the picture in my mind repeats itself, how can grief not strike back, a thousand words can't express the regret and powerlessness of the old god!

"Hey!"

"What's the matter?" Ensheng asked, looking at the old god with a sigh.

However, he said in his heart: "What's the matter? I don't want to mention anything wrong? Edit again? Hmph, let's take a look."

He only cared about his own careful thinking and the misguided path led by the demon king, how did he know the skill and effort that the old gods had expended in order to save them!

However, why are things in the world always like this, true feelings are always let down, sincerity is always played, and sincere information is always treated as a codification of excuses

Could it be that people's hearts are separated by their belly, and everyone has a selfish ego in their hearts, how can this world become a world of imperfections!

In the Western Buddhist scriptures, the world we live in is called the world of Sao Po.

From a spatial perspective, the universe has no boundaries. In terms of time, the universe has no beginning before and no end afterwards.

The Buddha called "the sun and the moon" a "small world", and a thousand small worlds form a "small thousand world".

One thousand small thousand worlds form a "medium thousand world", and one thousand medium thousand worlds form a "big thousand world". People often refer to the "big thousand world" as the "three thousand big thousand world".

The universe is composed of countless great worlds, and all great worlds are constantly changing and circulating in the process of becoming, staying, degenerating, and emptying, without a moment of stillness. In the past, present, and future of every great world, there are Buddhas born from time to time, and they are educating all beings there. The great world we live in is called "Sao Po World".

"Sao Po" has two meanings: the first one means that the beings in the "Sao Po World" are sinful and must endure all kinds of troubles.

Therefore, "Suo Po World" can also be translated into "Near Land", which is called "Five Turbid World", which is the opposite of "Elysium" and "Pure Land".

All kinds of sins are prone to occur here, so it is said that "the world is full of wonders";

Another meaning is that Buddhas and Bodhisattvas such as Sakyamuni can endure fatigue and unremittingly teach sentient beings in the filthy "sagar world", showing the spirit of great wisdom, compassion and courage.

Perhaps the most ancient legend has the ultimate wisdom of the world, but when we are in the sinking of complicated and tedious world affairs, we have been hit by "Sao Po" countless times.

Sometimes we can't straighten our waist at all in pain, but we still have to tell ourselves: This is a world of imperfections, and we cannot pursue perfection.

What is not gained is that the time has not arrived, what is lost is always deep in love, and what is missed is always not enough effort.

In ordinary life, generations of lives have been fighting against the hot Saha who stabbed everyone with a tenacious and unyielding spirit, but they have never given up.

With their lives and perseverance, they performed the eternal swan song in the cycle of reincarnation. While respecting life, they had to return to the topic of what the avenue was once again.