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Dragon closed his eyes.
Never opened it again.
"Aniang, why daddy..." The little prince murmured for a long time, then his voice became quieter, "Why did he just fall asleep?"
The golden dragon's head is slightly sideways, just enclosing the mother and child at the bend of his soft neck. The ferocious and majestic dragon horns are facing the outside world, revealing a sense of protection.
"Amitabha."
The patriarch of Buddhism sighed, pulled back his cassock, and performed a solemn Buddha ceremony towards the dragon.
The rest were also silent.
The little prince was ignorant, he was inexplicably sad, but he didn't know why, his small body was tightly pressed against Lin Lang's skirt.
"Mother, is it true that Daddy...can't wake up again?"
The little boy looked at her timidly with his big bright eyes.
Why can't I wake up? Will not.
A Niang said that the dragon can soar through the clouds and drive the fog, and make the clouds rain. A Niang said that he is a very powerful god of the wild, and he will definitely live forever.
"Your father is just too tired and fell asleep." Lin Lang stroked the little guy's head.
Children are easy to coax, he will believe whatever Lin Lang says.
He never doubted A Niang's words.
I saw the little guy lying on the dragon scale excitedly, and whispered, "Daddy, then you can't sleep for too long. You must tell Langya when you wake up, let's play together."
The Buddhist patriarch couldn't bear to break the child's hopes, and didn't expose Lin Lang's lies. He stood there for a while, came forward with a golden bowl in his hand, and discussed with her, "Your Majesty, now that Zhe Huan is dead, the turmoil of this ancient country has finally come to an end." It's calmed down. It's just that the leader is still alive and dead, do you think you can call some people to help the leader, so that he can get out of danger as soon as possible?"
Now that the young emperor is in a coma, and the Demon Lord of the Western Regions died together with the Qing Emperor of Taiping, as the only female venerable of the four giants, Lin Lang logically became the backbone of everyone.
"Master, you are too early to worry." Lin Lang shook her head.
The patriarch of Buddhism was taken aback, what do you mean, isn't the matter over yet
"That's right, old bald donkey, you are indeed too early to worry."
The female voice is charming, tactful and lingering.
Everyone's bodies went numb involuntarily, and they hurriedly followed the voice to look over.
The woman has a slender snow-neck, her creamy breasts are wrapped in a bright red skirt, and she walks with a pair of exquisite jade feet bare.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, he easily captured the man's attention.
But she didn't look at anyone, her eyes fell on Lin Lang, and she said lightly, "It's just a barely passable skin, how can I make my elder brother give up his heart?" She covered her lips again and smiled foolishly , "Forget it, he is dead after all, and he can only guard me from now on, and he can no longer be a womanizer. Speaking of this, I want to thank you very much."
Lin Lang's expression was calm, and she heard her say again, "Since elder brother likes you, as a younger sister and a wife, he should naturally do what he likes. He is naturally romantic, and he likes to collect beautiful colors. I can see you from top to bottom. , only these eyes can be called unique.” The smile on the woman’s lips suddenly disappeared completely, “Then dig it out and make it as a funeral object for the elder brother. Brother is infatuated with you!"
She raised her hand, with a gentle posture, and gently shook the coral beads tied on the wrist bone.
The face of the Venerable Holy Land changed slightly.
Another decadent sound.
After a while, everyone was staggering, their eyes were red, and the most primitive desires took root in their hearts, making people want to move.
The performance was even more unbearable were the Buddhist disciples. They were suffering from the pain of the red luan star and were struggling to resist. Suddenly they heard a female voice that seemed to be there, complaining like complaints. When they opened their eyes, they were surrounded by peach blossoms all over the sky. , and there is a jade-like beauty in her arms, her clothes are half-uncovered, and she is dreaming.
Seeing the attitude of the disciple, the Buddhist patriarch's heart felt as if it had been put into a pan of oil, and he was extremely anxious.
A weather-beaten old bodhi is naturally not bewitched by female sex, but his disciples were born in Buddhism since childhood, and rarely walk in the world. Although these fresh and pure little bodhis have a heart for Buddha, they can't hold back their young age. , soft-hearted, and not empathetic, they have hazy imaginations about Fengyue.
The patriarch of Buddhism is not afraid of tempering, but he is afraid that his disciples will not be able to keep the Lingtai clear and bright, and they will just pierce the window paper between man and Buddha.
However, things are always afraid of what will happen.
The scene that the Buddhist patriarch was most worried about happened.
Linlang looked down at the male palm on her wrist, which was warm and slightly dry.
"Little master, what are you going to do?"
The other party was extremely handsome, with a fair face and ruddy lips. He was the little Buddhist monk who led Linlang to the Young Emperor's Illusion and was seduced by her "butterfly".
The tea-brown monk's robe was already drenched with hot sweat, and the monk's eyes, as pure as stars, were stained with ambiguous blood.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
He whimpered like a small animal, sobriety and shame intertwined.
The monk wanted to turn his head and leave, but his body could not be controlled by him. He could only watch his hands embrace the woman's slender waist. For the first time in his life, he felt the soft fragrance of nephrite jade, and he was reluctant to let go.
The more this happened, the more desperate the monk became.
He suppressed the panting in his throat in pain, and begged her, "Bodhisattva, please, kill this little monk..."
The monk didn't want to tarnish the Buddha, let alone the Qinglian in his heart.
Someone just wanted to add fuel to the flames, "Hey, now you are not called a benefactor, but a Bodhisattva instead? Look, this Buddhist disciple has learned how to spread lotus flowers with his tongue, but he is much more pleasing than ordinary men. For those who respect you, you call them benefactors, but when you meet a young girl you like, of course you have to coax a female Bodhisattva. There is no difference in treatment. How can you show the specialness of the girl you like? Don’t you think so, Empress Dowager? "
The woman in red smiled beautifully at Lin Lang, and every word she said was heartbreaking.
But the monk blushed and muttered, not daring to refute.
"Here, the little monk treats you with all his heart and soul. As a female Bodhisattva, aren't you going to turn your back on Mercy and save all living beings in this sea of desire?"
Empress Taiping is full of malice.
Lin Lang looked at her and brushed the monk's hand away.
The monk fell headlong, buried his face in the soil, and arched his back, not daring to look at her again.
"Auntie... hot..."
The little prince snuggled up beside her, blushing, and patted his head in confusion.
Why did you sweat so much
He himself is not afraid of heat, and rarely sweats.
The little prince was young, so he naturally had no idea about such things. But Lin Lang saw that the little guy's eyes were dim and misty, and worried that he was also tricked. She immediately sealed the little prince's ears and threw him into the arms of the Buddhist patriarch. The old patriarch's hand speed had been tempered by Yin Shiyi before, and now he was very proficient, so he hugged the little ball that fell from the sky, and comforted him not to be afraid.
Empress Taiping smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Could it be that you are worried about the relationship between mother and child..."
She looked at Lin Lang meaningfully.
It's really outspoken.
Lin Lang also smiled at her, her appearance was not inferior to that of the Taiping Empress, her eyebrows were like Chundai, and her lips were like pomegranates, otherwise how could Zhe Huan, whose eyes were above the top, fall in love with her again and again
"Are you finished with your arrogance? If you finish, it will be the turn of the emperor."
Her sleeves fluttered and she picked up a jade flute in the distance.
Empress Taiping's face turned cold instantly, "Put it down, don't dirty my elder brother's belongings."
Like Zhe Huan, she was conceited by nature. She felt that the group of ants who broke into the ancient country would not be able to escape, so she simply didn't clean up her elder brother's body and magic weapon. Anyway, it would not be too late after she taught her a lesson. She didn't expect Lin Lang to come this hand.
"Why is it dirty?" Lin Lang was even more angry, her lips were bright red, and she gently kissed the red tassels of the jade flute, her eyes were cloudy, "Your elder brother is infatuated with me, I wish I could be with you all the time. I live and live together, and now I properly cherish his relics, which can be regarded as a return in another sense. If he knows it under the spring, I will be happy. What do you think, sister?"
"you wanna die!"
Empress Taiping was furious, she was jealous by nature, she couldn't listen to this kind of elder brother flirting with other women, and she couldn't bear to be so contemptuous by her love rival. She took off the coral beads, pulled the silk thread, and the beads fell to the ground with crackles, and then countless red threads emerged, rushing towards Lin Lang overwhelmingly.
The dense red thread made the head of the Buddhist patriarch go cold. While setting up the staff, he reminded Lin Lang, "Be careful, benefactor, this is the red thread of consonance!"
Empress Taiping is good at deceiving people's hearts, her consonant red thread is especially evil, as long as she is tied by the red thread, no one can escape.
She believes that all living beings, gods and demons, birds and beasts, all have the desire to love, even if it pops out of a rock, she has a way to teach it to understand the taste of love. Since she has cultivated this method, her usual trick is to make the enemy fall for her and be driven by her. If she gets tired of it, she will wave her hand and let people die on their own.
It can be described as heartless and extremely vicious.
In this respect, she is very similar to Lin Lang.
It's just that Linlang isn't as unscrupulous as she is, she can swallow both men and women, monsters and demons.
So Linlang turned her wrist, and put the jade flute horizontally to her lips.
Blow out a bright and warm wedding joy.
The peach is young, suitable for his family.
Empress Taiping was surprised and angry, "How could you know the song of my elder brother's wedding?"
This piece of music is of great significance to Empress Taiping. The girl shyly and timidly grew up to eighteen years old, and was led by her beloved elder brother to pay homage. That night, he played such a piece of music and wooed her in every possible way. Although the Empress Taiping knew that her elder brother was romantic and ridiculous, he was definitely not her lifelong lover, but he was really deceptive. When those peach blossom eyes looked at you affectionately, who could resist it
Later, Zhehuan played many flutes to beauties, but no one could make him play this song of the joy of marriage again.
Doesn't this mean that those beauties are just mere playthings, and she is the most special and important woman of the eldest brother
With this gratifying thought in mind, Empress Taiping was deeply in love and could no longer get away.
Lin Lang cruelly crushed her dream, "Your elder brother taught me himself."
She chuckled and said, "It was rare for us to go to the world that day, but unfortunately, it was snowing there, so we found a pavilion to make tea. I was a little sleepy, and by accident, I was embraced by him and rubbed him lovingly Come on, he insisted on stealing jade and stealing fragrance. Seeing that I was annoyed, he took off the jade flute and wanted to coax me. Later, I asked him what the name of this song was, and he said it was a random composition. Don’t get up anymore, pester me for a name.”
Empress Taiping's peachy face turned pale, and she murmured, "Forgot... how could he forget?"
Lin Lang's voice became softer, with a kind of nostalgic tenderness for the old days, "I was really impatient, so I threw a book on him and let him think for himself, but this man just wanted to make trouble with me. What are you talking about for three thousand pearls and jade, you only need one piece of Linlang, so you named this song Linlang, why, so it turned out that this is actually a song depicting the joy of marriage?"
"puff-"
The empress was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood. She clutched her rising and falling chest, and gritted her teeth, "Don't you try to stir up my relationship with my elder brother. He died, and he died naturally, so there is no evidence to prove it. You can talk as much as you want."
Although this is said, it is lack of confidence in the end.
Empress Taiping's faith is crumbling.
"If you don't believe me..." Lin Lang paused, "Why don't you search for your elder brother's belongings? When he was with me, he held my hand and put it on his heart, and swore that he would be my brother in this life. My best minister, I will never touch any woman again, I don't believe it, he is so rude, he wants to take away my favorite jade ring, and without my consent, he solemnly engraved my name on the jade surface."
Yujue has the same pronunciation as "decision", which means decisiveness or decisiveness to monks.
Some monks wear jade rings for self-examination, telling themselves that the journey to immortality is long and they should not be complacent.
But for Taoist couples who are passionately in love, the Jade Jue was once regarded as a token of love, implying that the weak water can only take a scoop to drink from three thousand.
Empress Taiping really went to search for her eldest brother's belongings, and found a broken jade ring in the lapel of his chest.
But the imprint is clearly visible.
Lin Lang.
He really engraved another woman's name on his heart solemnly.
Empress Taiping's throat was sweet, and strands of blood overflowed from the corners of her lips.
She said no wonder.
No wonder the elder brother who had disappeared for a hundred years suddenly came back. He had never cared much about state affairs, but this time he took part in the siege with great interest. It turned out that it was all because of this woman.
Then her, what is her contribution worth
When everyone saw the woman in red kneeling beside Zhe Huan, her eyes were dull and her heart was dead.
Lin Lang threw a magic circle over, but she ignored it and let her body be imprisoned.
"What an infatuated person."
Lin Lang smiled lightly and found a scroll of jade from Empress Taiping.
It is the supreme treasure that everyone dreams of, the Taiping Book of Ten Fangs that has been passed down for thousands of years from the Taiping Dynasty.
Everyone was eager to see it, but no one dared to step forward to snatch it.
They were injured and died, but it was the Demon Queen who was regarded as a dangerous target before, but she was very capable, and was snatched away by Zhe Huan. After a kiss, she ended up dead. Another example is the Demon Lord, the two seem to have an undying hatred, but who knows, a son suddenly appeared, and things turned around again, turning a dead end into a life.
To them, Lin Lang was even more evil than this Empress Taiping who appeared out of nowhere. Look, she just blew a tune, said a few words, and drove Empress Taiping crazy again.
Who dares to touch Lin Lang's brow in this situation
Lin Lang was also very satisfied with the knowledge and interest of the bosses, and was about to put the Taiping book back into her sleeves.
"Snapped-"
Someone firmly grasped the other side of the jade book.
Lin Lang paused slightly.
The jade book contained clear light, and the man's fingers were slender and clear, with a delicate color, like a piece of pure white jade.
"My lord... what does this mean?"
Lin Lang raised her pair of red phoenix eyes, staring at them with brilliance, so bright and incomparable.
It's a pity that the other party doesn't like beauty.
"Whoever sees it has a share, doesn't it?"
The leader glanced at her coldly, and slowly uttered secret names one by one, "Your Excellency, Dragon Girl, or Senior Nine-Tailed Fox?"
Everyone was a little confused and didn't know what kind of riddle the two were playing.
Well done, why did a dragon girl and a nine-tailed fox appear
The Dragon Girl is a water god, born in the endless deep sea, and they only peeked at it from some thousand-year-old secrets.
As for the Nine-Tailed Fox, it appeared a little closer to them, but it was at least six hundred years ago. Unless it was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, maybe he could still witness the Nine-Tailed Fox's demeanor.
But what does this have to do with the Heavenly Witch Empress
From her birth to the present, it has only been a mere hundred years.
What's more, the dragon girl and the demon fox, one who believes in Buddhism and the other who cultivates demons, can't get along no matter what
Lin Lang's face was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Her concealed identity was exposed.
Lin Lang dared to tease Tiandao's father, knowing that one day she would face this serious problem, but she didn't panic too much.
She thought that all the problems should have appeared when the formation was just broken, and a single trigger would affect the whole body, so Father Tiandao was deeply awakened.
Or Yin Shiyi, his appointed man of destiny died, and this side of the world lost the leader of luck, so Tiandao caught the anomaly and quickly pinpointed the culprit.
It's not a good feeling to be locked by the fate of the world.
But not every tasker is as crazy as Linlang and dares to hook up with Tiandao's father. After all, Tiandao controls the direction of the world, and a tasker can be detected with a few clues.
So, the worst still happened.
Lin Lang looked into the other's eyes as calm as water.
Yu Wuxue was born with double pupils. During the battle, she did some tricks and ruined his sword bones. Even the natural double pupils were temporarily blinded and unable to see. Later, Lin Lang played around and gave up, and accidentally restored Yu Wuxue's sense of heaven. Not only did she grow new bones, but she also recovered her dark double pupils.
The pair of eyes she sees now have faded from the gloomy black luster, and flowed into a thin silver-gray.
Not an avatar, not a work in progress.
The true way of heaven has returned.
Not only she felt it, but everyone also had a look of surprise and uncertainty, and a thought of absolute surrender was born in their hearts. But their experience is completely different from Lin Lang's. All living beings are believers in the way of heaven, and they are naturally convinced and blindly worshiping "Father", and a feeling of being protected by the way of heaven arises spontaneously.
But Lin Lang ushered in a repulsive aura.
This aura is even strong and undisguised.
For example, the book of peace in her hand.
Before Yu Wuxue appeared, it was still very satisfied with Lin Lang, the decisive new owner. After all, good birds choose trees to live in. But as soon as Tiandao's father appeared on the stage, this intelligent thing immediately rebelled, and refused to go with Lin Lang desperately, and stuck to Yu Wuxue's palm.
"Why don't you speak? Do you think I have wronged you?" Tiandao said lightly, "Forget it, since you refuse to admit it, you have to show some evidence to make people give up. Bodhi, let me use your present mirror."
The patriarch of Buddhism put his arms around the baby, and without thinking about it, he took out the present mirror.
It was clearly an orderly tone, but none of the people present felt that there was something wrong with Tiandao's tone, and it was a matter of course.
The Buddhist patriarch became inexplicably excited, staring at people fanatically like a believer.
Tiandao took the past mirror, did not look at the Buddhist patriarch, and immediately started to display it.
There are three magic mirrors in Buddhism, namely the past, present and future. The heroine Lin Yanran got the mirror of the past because of having an affair with the Supreme Elder. She is an ordinary person and has no talent for cultivation. Still hiding behind the man, poking his head and looking at it.
The future mirror is in Linlang's hands, and Tiandao will not ask her for it.
So only the present mirror is left.
The three magic mirrors endow the deduction with supreme supernatural powers, but the ability of the magic weapon varies from owner to owner.
Just like Linlang's future mirror, which can predict the future, but it is a "limited future". With this, she can guess Zhehuan's unusual identity, but she cannot clearly predict her ending after entering the ancient country, let alone the way of heaven. wake up. Because she is limited to this world, things related to the way of heaven will naturally be erased by the law.
Now the mirror is happily floating in Tiandao's hands, rubbing his palm carefully, quite spiritual, not at all as lonely and cold as it was in the hands of the Buddhist patriarch, full of dog legs.
Next, Lin Lang saw a scene where Tiandao was insane. He actually let the present mirror presenting "now", "now", and "immediately" look back at the history thousands of years ago.
This is obviously the supernatural power of its brother's past mirror!
Can the past mirror bear it
Of course not!
So it swished, and flew out of Lin Yanran's storage ring automatically, "scratched its head and posed" in front of Tiandao, "recommended itself", and made the present mirror half dead with anger.
The two brothers, who have been friendly for thousands of years, almost had a fight.
The corner of Linlang's mouth twitched, Tiandao's father was too black-bellied, he definitely did it on purpose.
In this way, he didn't even need to ask Lin Yanran, in the past, Jing automatically realized it and sacrificed himself!
Then Linlang's vest couldn't cover her anymore.
In the past, the mirror intercepted a few clips, which clearly showed how she instigated one or two children of destiny to go on the "road of no return".
Everyone's eyes on Lin Lang changed.
became more fearful.
She is really worthy of the name of misfortune, to play with the son of destiny in the palm of her hand, she will never turn back for her, and she will live and die for her.
The patriarch of Buddhism was trembling with anger. It turned out that she was the nine-tailed fox who caused his Buddhist purple light to disappear for hundreds of years!
"So far, what else do you have to say?"
Tiandao asked her.
Is this the rhythm of turning over old accounts
Tianming is going to vent his anger on his "son" and punish her, a bad woman
"Your Excellency has great powers." Lin Lang smiled brightly, "The skill of deception is naturally beyond the reach of my generation."
Naturally, she would not admit it, after all, Father Tiandao could recognize her because of the same soul fluctuation.
However, he did not get any evidence of her reincarnation.
"You still want to deny it." There was a slight crease between his brows.
Obviously moved a little angry.
Lin Lang saw it clearly, and she didn't want to talk too much with him, so it was better to strike first. She pulled out the bone fan at her waist, spread out the fan, and shot out countless cold blades.
"Ding ding ding—"
All the magic weapons were shot down by Yu Wuxue raising his sleeves.
He let go of the peace book, but Lin Lang took the opportunity to snatch it away.
The Taiping Book was struggling in Lin Lang's hands, and it took her a lot of effort to suppress it. If so, her hand holding the book was cut by the sharp edge of the jade book, and it was dripping with blood, staining most of her sleeves red.
Tiandao smelled blood.
Different from the time in the bed, this time he awakened the responsibility of heaven. Lin Lang has "bad deeds" in this world, and she is the object that heaven wants to expel.
Similarly, her blood belonged to the traitor, which once again stimulated Tiandao's sensitive nerves.
The whole body of the sword cultivator in white has faintly exuded an aura of destroying the world.
He's going to... clear the door.
This outsider who disrupted order should not exist in this world at all.
She is the scourge.
Tiandao's eyes gradually became indifferent, like a freezing lake, without any trace of warmth.
He had only one thought left.
The foreign body should be punished!
Lin Lang saw the true world-destroying supernatural power of the Heavenly Dao, and she could only feel this sense of fear from which there was nowhere to escape in the world of gods.
And because she was the center of the storm, the coercion and coercion she endured was far greater than before.
"puff-"
Like a paper kite with a broken string, Lin Lang planted beside a peach blossom tree.
The peach blossom tree grew with great difficulty, and suddenly suffered another unreasonable disaster, the trunk broke from it, and it couldn't help letting out a mournful cry.
But Lin Lang was injured even more seriously. Her breath was unstable, and her internal organs were all ruptured. Although there was no bleeding from the seven orifices, her whole body was dripping with cold sweat, and she was shaking.
The flesh of her lips was bitten hard by her, and her lips overflowed with bright red.
The cold sword tip was impartial, and it was touching the soft neck of the woman.
As long as he moves down an inch, the blood will splatter three feet.
"What else do you have to say?"
He looked down at her, his lips were pale, and his voice was always cold, like the impact of jade, difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.
Lin Lang couldn't help coughing, the sword tip touched flesh, fainted a little scarlet.
"What is there to say? It's nothing more than success and failure." She sneered, "But after pulling so many backs, death is worth it."
Linlang didn't know how to live or die, and insisted on provoking Tiandao's father.
"What's more, isn't the leader who is omnipotent now, used to be played around by me? Don't forget how pitifully you begged me to be happy with you every day—"
Everyone gasped.
At the moment of life and death, she really dared to say it!
Even though they were far away, everyone could still see the silent leader trembling, and hideous and terrifying veins appeared on the back of his white hands.
Obviously, the way of heaven is on the verge of losing control.
His eyeballs were even faintly red.
"Pffff—"
The long sword sank into the flesh, and a large amount of blood spattered.
Some female cultivators could not bear to close their eyes.
The feelings of the people are even more complicated. A generation of peerless beauties who have passed away for thousands of years have passed away and become lonely and helpless ghosts under the sword.
"Cough cough cough—"
It turned out to be the cough of a child
The Holy Land Venerable was shocked and looked over quickly.
Sure enough, a small figure stood in front of Lin Lang.
The Buddhist patriarch held it in both hands, still maintaining the posture of a grandfather holding a baby, and was stunned.
This change came so fast that everyone was a little caught off guard.
"Mother... Mother..."
The little prince held the blade of the sword in one hand, blood dripped from his fingers, half of his young chest was pierced by the long sword. He was so pained that he became unconscious, so he insisted on turning his head to look at Lin Lang with great effort.
As long as he saw A Niang's face, he would definitely feel no pain.
Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, hugged the little guy, and immediately coaxed him, "Aniang is here, don't be afraid."
The little prince rubbed her face affectionately, and said in a childlike voice, "Langya is a little sleepy, mother, I want to sleep for a while. Don't worry, cough, I will wake up soon, soon. When the time comes , Dad and I will wake up together, and then, will I look for you?"
Lin Lang stopped his bleeding acupuncture point, and said sharply, "No! You can't sleep! If you sleep, Auntie won't recognize you, and let you be an orphan that no one wants or loves!"
The little prince was so frightened that he shuddered alive, carefully propping his eyelids with his fingers, and opened his bloodshot eyes wide open.
"Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep if you die!" The little guy groaned, with a serious expression on his face.
Actually sober up a lot.
After terrifying the little prince, Lin Lang turned her head and sneered at the man, "Congratulations, Lord Tiandao, how does it feel to play prestige in front of your own son when you just awakened? , the world is the most reasonable."
Yu Wuxue's blood froze instantly.
His usual indifferent eyes fixed on the little prince's face.
"What did you say?"
Hoarse words came out of his throat.
Lin Lang looked gloomy.
"My concubine said, Congratulations to Lord Tiandao Hexi Lord Tiandao, you will soon be able to end your children and grandchildren, cut off all the fetters in the world, you are finally satisfied, you should be happy this time."