The Holy Son Jiye is not a human being.
There was something terrifying hidden in the light words spoken by Zen Master Xuelang.
Even though Qu Zhengfeng was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he heard it. His two long eyebrows furrowed, and a rare look of solemnity appeared on his already cold face: "If it's not a human, then it must be a monster."
"It's not a human, but it's not necessarily a monster."
Qu Zhengfeng's biased and firm judgment only caused Zen Master Xuelang to laugh softly. The chanting voices of countless believers were still echoing between heaven and earth. He followed the echoing voice and looked in the direction of the mandala, with a hint of obscure sigh in his eyes.
"The Son of God is immortal, born only because of the faith of believers, born from the human heart. When the heart is alive, the Holy One is alive, and when the heart is dead, the Holy One is dead. It is better to call him a Holy One than a demon. God has never been in this world, but in the hearts of people."
"God?" Qu Zhengfeng laughed out loud when he heard this, and an indescribable sharpness and sarcasm appeared on his face, "Master, what you said is ridiculous. There have always been only evil spirits in people's hearts, so how can there be any gods?"
"… "
Zen Master Xuelang finally fell silent for a moment, and withdrew his gaze to look at Qu Zhengfeng. In this gradually deepening and bloody night, he saw the future Star Sea Sword Emperor who came from Yashan but rebelled against Yashan. His clear-cut face was looming, and the corners of his lips, which were slightly curled with a smile, were cold, not to mention the eyes that were staring at him without any avoidance.
This look is both a sneer and a question.
Zen Master Xuelang knew exactly how many dangers occurred in the battle between Yin and Yang eleven generations ago, and how many changes had taken place in people's hearts.
So he knew exactly what Qu Zhengfeng was looking at at that moment.
For a moment, I was speechless.
What grows in people's hearts is evil or God
Zen Master Xuelang looked at Qu Zhengfeng for a long time before he sighed softly and suddenly said, "Mr. Qu has really never let go of the grudge from eleven generations ago, right? As early as when I heard that Mr. Qu had put aside many matters in Tomorrow's Star Sea and took the initiative to attack the Snow Region with friend Jianchou, I had doubts in my heart and felt that Mr. Qu's purpose of this trip was not as simple as he said. I wonder what Yashan's plan is for this incident?"
"What does it have to do with Yashan?" Qu Zhengfeng laughed carefree and denied it without any guilt. "I, Qu Zhengfeng, have already betrayed Yashan. Even if I came to the Snow Region with Daoist Fellow Jianchou today, it is my own business. What are Yashan's plans? If you have such doubts, why don't you go and ask it yourself?"
Zen Master Xuelang was finally speechless.
The topic suddenly turned to Yashan. Qu Zhengfeng obviously had no intention of continuing the conversation, so he just stood at the edge of the withered forest and cast his eyes from afar toward the tall sacred mountain, as if he wanted to find some subtle clues from it.
At night, the cold wind blows.
The air was filled with the pious aroma of incense and the oppressive smell of blood.
The towering holy mountain seemed to rise from the vast snowy area out of thin air, piercing straight into the clouds, as if it was connected and merged into one with the gloomy and strange dark red holy sacrificial formation.
Dakini Yangjin and the young monk Liaokong entered from both sides of the holy mountain, trying to find their way to the Holy Temple. Jianchou's goal was more difficult, to reach the holy lake behind the temple, so he did not join them, but chose the monks' quarters on the left side of the temple, quietly approaching the holy lake in the north.
Compared to the last time I came, the monastery was much quieter.
It seemed that all the original Dharma masters on the Holy Mountain had been dispatched for this holy sacrifice, and went to defend the altar city at the foot of the mountain, the mountainside of the Holy Mountain, and a large number of them gathered around the Holy Hall. So she was like an empty space at this time, and easily passed through the monks' quarters, passed the white tower where the Dakini originally lived, and saw the holy lake spreading out behind the Holy Hall from afar.
There is never any sound of birds or insects in the snowy nights.
The withered grass was sealed under years of ice. When the stars and the moon were hidden behind the blood-red formation, a dark, shadowy mark was left on the ground, as if countless demons were hiding underground, trying to break through the fragile ice, crawl out, and fill the entire world.
But the holy lake is always like a mirror.
After jumping out of the high wall behind the monastery, when she saw the legendary "lake in the sky" again after twenty years, Jianchou's heart was suddenly filled with a wonderful experience, as if time had never passed, she had never left the snowy area, and had never fought with anyone in this magnificent temple.
Everything seemed to be still in that hazy night with stars and moon.
The night wind blew on the smooth surface of the lake, stirring up ripples. The tiny sounds mixed with the chanting that echoed between heaven and earth and gathered into her ears. She didn't feel it was the sound of waves, but rather like a sobbing whisper.
Is it a monster
Or God
Do gods really exist between heaven and earth
Jianchou looked at the lake that was silent between the sky and the earth from afar, and saw the reflection of the blood-red formation in the lake. Finally, he suppressed the thought in his mind.
Whether it's a demon or a god, what's the big deal
As long as she can save the current crisis, as long as she can stop the Tantric conspiracy and let the Nineteen Continents take the initiative in this battle, she dares to summon out not only the good demons, but even the most evil demons!
In her hand was a bunch of blue delphiniums, still covered with the evening frost.
A layer of fine white moonlight seemed to be sprinkled on the vivid blue and purple petals, trembling gently in the wind between Jianchou's white fingers.
Then, she gently bent down and placed it on the lakeside.
But this time, she did not hide in the darkness like she did last time. Instead, she took three steps back and stood by the lake waiting.
The world was in turmoil, but her heart was very quiet.
Silently waiting for the legendary holy relics, the legendary gods, or perhaps, just waiting for someone who will come to keep an appointment.
The tall Saint's Palace was behind her, and the heavy shadow fell on the ground. Waves of terrifying power were already accumulating in the formation above her head. A golden beam of light, like a waterfall cascading down from the dome, poured into the center of the Saint's Palace! Μ.166xs.cc
The huge holy sacrifice formation has been activated!
The majestic and dark power seemed to come from another dimension unknown to the Nineteen Continents, roaring between heaven and earth and in the hearts of people!
Jianchouyue's white robe was blown up by the fierce wind at that moment, and the vast and rippling lake in front of her also began to surge.
At this moment, there was a low sigh.
It seemed to come from the crack between heaven and earth, as if it came from the darkness of the lake, and it seemed to be right next to her ear, trembling from the bottom of her heart!
What a vicissitudes and eternal atmosphere it is
In an instant, it swept across the entire world, and also swept across Ji Jianchou's entire body, wrapping her up completely in it, leaving her unable to move!
Even though she had hidden behind the temple that year and witnessed that strange and beautiful scene with her own eyes, she was now right by the lake, so close to it, how could she explain the shock she felt
Even her sight was trapped in the rippling water.
The originally clear and blue lake was like a gem inlaid on the snowy ice field, but at this moment, under the backdrop of the blood-red holy sacrificial formation running in the sky, it was dyed into a strange and bright purple.
The sigh came from the deepest and darkest place at the bottom of the lake.
Then Jianchou raised his eyes and saw the pair of clear and enchanting eyes washed in the lake water...
The ripples of the lake water condensed into her long dark blue hair, which looked like gorgeous silk ribbons, covering the entire huge lake.
The formation in the sky was reflected in the clear blue pupils.
It clearly has no shape, but it seems like the most perfect creation in the world!
For a moment, it was unclear whether she was lying at the bottom of the lake or this holy lake was her incarnation.
One was at the bottom of the lake, the other was at the lakeside, facing each other across the rippling lake.
In shock and trance, Jianchou did not notice that the bunch of blue finches that had been placed by the lake had been picked up by a pale and slender hand. It lowered its head and sniffed it. It was a faintly heard laugh with a bit of sadness: "Chagosuba, are you here to see me?"