Yun Weisi pinched his chin.
Breathing is weak, but still.
The other party's eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes, and looked at him from the gap, the light was dim.
"How long until you die?" Yun Weisi asked.
Changming did not answer.
Yun Weisi didn't expect the other party to answer, so he started to collect it himself.
He took the person in his arms, put his hand under his clothes, and his movements were ambiguous and lingering, like the intimacy between lovers. real situation.
"Do you want me to end your pain with my own hands?" Yun Weisi said softly, tenderly.
Changming still didn't make a sound.
He really didn't have the extra strength to speak. The long hair like a crow feather was scattered and covered half of his face, and the half of the remaining part was pale and bloodless, as if he was going to fall asleep in the next moment, and he would not wake up again.
Chang Ming moved slightly and looked up at him.
The four eyes are facing each other, and they can look into the deepest part of each other's eyes.
It was cloudy and foggy, and it was impossible to see through it at a glance.
Naturally, Yun Weisi felt that he had never been able to guess what the Master was thinking.
And for him, at first, he may have looked up to him in desperation, the only hope in desperation. This teacher's kindness urged him to work hard day and night, and taught him not to be arrogant with talent, and not to be stuck in place with progress. , subtly turned into longing, endless, even with the four non-swords, it cannot be cut off.
Yun Weisi once tried to catch up with the other party, trying his best to keep up with his pace, hoping that one day he could walk side by side with the other party and join hands to overcome obstacles on the road of self-cultivation, but he found that Jiufang Changming would never stop to look at him, the other party's eyes It seems to be able to hold all things in the world, but it can't hold his place alone.
He still remembers every day and night he spent in Jiuzhongyuan, facing the boundless galaxy on the other side, watching the sun and the moon teleport, the stars revolving, and his heart was like withered, without sadness and joy.
At that time, he thought that Jiufang Changming was dead, that he would never be seen again in the sky and the earth, but in order to keep the promise he had promised to the other party, he still had to stay in the Jiuzhongyuan, and he didn't know when he would be free. This torture, Does this person know
The other party will never know how he was infected with the devilish energy.
Those demons swarmed with powerful cultivation bases, and sometimes there were so many people, that even Yun Weisi might not be able to resist. The demonic energy saw his weakness and injury, and took the opportunity to drill into his limbs and bones, wandering in the meridians, floating in the sea of consciousness, As a result, Yun Weisi did not reveal his face, but his body often had to endure the pain of tearing apart a corpse.
After a long time, the sea of clouds came into being. At night, he could get a moment of respite and continue to fulfill his promise with the rest of the day.
Until Jiufang Changming was resurrected from the dead, Yun Weisi thought that he would also be redeemed, but these demonic qi refused to let him go. Feijian's spiritual power was temporarily suppressed, and that was only temporarily. At best, his voice in the sea of knowledge was quieter, but it never disappeared.
Now, those voices were finally gone, and Yun Weisi could feel that the demonic energy in his body was constantly boiling and cheering, crowding and instigating him to kill the person in front of him and cut off this demonic barrier with his own hands.
"Not much time left."
Yun Weisi suddenly said something very strange, and he didn't know whether he was referring to Changming or himself.
"I'll ask you one last time, what would you choose now?"
Chang Ming said slowly: "My heart is the same, how about you?"
Yun Weisi smiled: "It's the same."
Chang Ming: "If you haven't obtained the Dao heart, why should you think long? If you haven't thought about it, your biggest problem is that you think too much. It used to be like this, and now it is still the same. If this is the case, let me take a look. How much stronger you are than before."
Yun Weisi: "I'm afraid you are not worthy to fight with me now. If you don't want to hand over Zhou Ke's soul, then die with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chunchao Sword appeared in his hand, and the sharp blade turned into a sword light and slashed towards the neck of the person in his arms!
Yun Weisi's shot was very fast, and there was almost no time for anyone to react. The monks below the grandmaster could not block the sword at all.
As for Chang Ming, he is like a candle in the wind, it will be extinguished at any time, and it is bound to be difficult to catch.
Just a moment's effort!
A moment later, even if his head hadn't hit the ground, there would be a gap in his neck, blood spurted out, his spiritual power was lost, and the immortals could not be saved.
But Yun Weisi felt that his arms were suddenly empty.
The weight suddenly disappeared, the sword light passed by, and Chun Chaojian lost his grip.
At the same time, Yun Weisi heard the other party's voice.
"There are all kinds of things, and they are inseparable from their sects. There is nothing in the Tao, and there is nothing to disturb oneself. The heaven and the earth have knowledge, the plants and trees have their intentions, and the power is endless, and they traverse the sky."
It's a poem, not a poem, and it's like a verse of a magic formula, turning Kaiyun Weisi's second offensive.
Lift weight as light as a feather.
Yun Weisi's expression froze, and he threw away the last bit of indifference.
It's almost exhausted, but it can actually explode to such a level, is it returning to the light, or the other party is unfathomable
…
Chun Chi opened his eyes.
He has no time to care about the battle situation over Yun Weisi now.
Because he found that Sun Buku actually had the initiative firmly, so that the outcome of this battle was no longer a suspense.
Wanlian Buddha Land has been operating for decades, absorbing the power of faith, and gradually cultivated the behemoth it is today, and he himself, sitting on all the resources, uses the beliefs of the people and the evil spirits as nutrients, and refines and cultivates step by step. He can already be on a par with the Buddha of Xutianzang in those days. Even if the power is distributed to the Eight Saints of Wanlian and others, he is still enough to be the highest in Buddhism and above all living beings.
As for Sun Buku, he lived in seclusion for many years and practiced in seclusion. Most of the secular affairs of Qingyun Temple were taken care of by others. If it wasn't for the fact that after the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation, the Grand Master Dana lost more than half of it, and the major sects have always maintained a delicate balance. Chi also needs to find new soul gathering beads for the formation, and has no time to ask Qingyun Temple, otherwise, how can they indulge them and become the second Buddhist sect together with Wanlian Buddha Land.
But now, Sun Buku, who doesn't show up and doesn't show water, is a blockbuster. As soon as he appears, he cuts off his vitality, leaving Chunchi nowhere to go.
In all directions, the other side has no flaws.
There is no way out for myself.
For the first time, Chunchi felt terrified.
It's not because Sun Bu's ascetic cultivation level is so high that he is afraid, but he feels the breath of the Buddha in the sky on the other side.
This realization almost broke him.
The Buddha light hit him in the face and landed on his forehead.
The evil spirits and ghosts in Chun Chi's body were all washed away, he could not feel the pain himself, and his figure had already drifted backwards.
What is the pinnacle of cultivation in the world
It is like the Buddha of Xu Tianzang, who became a Buddha in the flesh, the golden body is eternal, but the spiritual consciousness is no longer, or it is like the former suzerain of Wanjian Xianzong Luomei Zhenren, who soared in the daytime, climbed the clouds and rode cranes under the eyes of all eyes, and became A legend admired by the people
In the past many years, Chunchi has been thinking about this answer until Jiang Li, the sect master of Wanjian Xianzong, appeared and told him a secret, making his guess a firm fact. Chunchi finally believed that there are no gods and Buddhas in the world.
The so-called immortality and Buddhahood have always been the wishful dreams of the monks.
But now, watching the Buddha of Xutianzang appear, giving Sun Buku an indestructible body and helping him defeat himself, as if the real Buddha personally took action to punish the fake Buddha, Chunchi had huge doubts about his beliefs for the first time.
"You tell me-"
He tried his best to ask for an answer.
"Are there any gods and Buddhas in this world?"