Hearing Wu Wu's words, Rong Xian only slightly raised the end of her eyes: "This point?"
Rong Xian will never admit that she has changed, she is as approachable as ever.
It was obvious that Rong Xian had no clear understanding of her own character.
Wu I sighed, "My subordinates remember that when I was at Wuxin Cliff, I asked the Honored Lord to ask two teachers to teach me how to live in the world. I wonder how the Honored Lord learned?"
Rong Xian hesitated, her eyes erratic.
Without me:…
It doesn't look like a good study.
It's also the fault of those forces that ruined the Rong family's family, forcing Rong Xian to grow up before she had time to learn something seriously at such a young age.
It has been two thousand years now, and the means and strength have gone up. Only in the state of being a scumbag when it comes to dealing with people, no one is teaching, and the ability to understand has always been biased.
Even when the king is still the same.
It can be seen from the fact that the Venerable Master was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
The three of them walked towards the Buddha's residence without saying a word along the way.
Wuself is immersed in the memories of the past, and Rong Xian is completely afraid to speak, #most afraid of being asked about academic performance#.
Ugh.
The big monk is like a puppet, he only completes his own tasks and does not do any extra actions.
Rong Xian, such an obedient and easy-to-use person, especially wanted to ask the Buddha for a few uses.
Soon the three of them arrived at the Buddha's Residence.
Around the Buddha House are lotus flowers that bloom all year round, and the pink and pink are particularly beautiful.
In the center of the lotus pond is a tall wishing tree. The tree is covered with red silk cloth, and each one has words of hope written on it.
Not far from the tree is a polished stone table. On the table is a qin that exudes a simple atmosphere. The Buddha sat on the stone bench and plucked the strings.
The sound of the qin suddenly started, just like the fishing boat breaking the water, the fishing old man walking on the song, and the spring flowers and the moon in the melodious and slow.
Rong Xian leaned against the tree without looking at it, her hands tucked into her sleeves and her eyes lowered as if listening to the piano seriously.
Wu Wu sat cross-legged on the futon beside him, fiddling with the beads in his hand, looking like he was caught in the sound of the piano.
The lotus flower is on the water, and the Sanskrit sound bursts on the linden tree on the top of the mountain.
This is a really good place to sleep.
Rong Xian, who has no shrewd roots, closed her eyes and thought in a daze. After she went back, she asked the court singer to learn the music of the Buddha's son to entertain the ministers.
This violin sound really makes people not even a little bit wary, uh, interesting.
The sound of the violin that washes the soul slowly stopped, Wu Wu opened his eyes, and praised sincerely: "The realm of the Buddha has been improved again."
It's not the first time I've heard this sound.
The Buddha said dryly: "...As long as the donor likes to listen to it."
Although it was already known from the master's mouth that this person was still alive and well even though he had gone to Nie Hai, when he actually saw someone, he was still terrified, as well as the kind of heart that saw miracles.
Just like when you were chatting with your best friend one day, he looked up at the sky and suddenly said to you: little brother, come out and see God.
"Donor Rong, long time no see, stay safe." The Buddha turned to look at Rong Xian, who was fairly familiar, and said with a smile, "This time, the donor is coming to the sea of evil, no..." What can the poor monk do for you
The rest of the words were swallowed by the Buddha, because he found that Emperor Xu was actually asleep.
He fell asleep listening to his proud piano sound!
Buddha: …
Dapeng spread his wings on the verge of collapsing rationality, and now he especially wanted to pick up Qin and smash Emperor Xu's forehead.
But no, this piano is more expensive than Xu Di.
The Buddha took a deep breath and struggled to maintain his expression. He looked at the sleepy Rong Xian with a slightly twisted smile and said, "Master Rong, I wonder if you can sleep well?"
Rong Xian was sleepy and replied subconsciously, "It's good, but I'm not comfortable in bed."
Buddha: Haha.
I'm so sorry I didn't give you a bed.
Rong Xian was completely awake, and only then did she realize that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.
In order to make up for her previous friendship with Buddha, she tried her best to make up for it, "But you play the piano very well. I have never heard such a good tune."
She gave a shy smile: "If only I could hear it often in the future."
There has never been a qin song that can make her fall asleep, isn't it special
The Buddha's expression was completely distorted. Who is Emperor Xu trying to perfunctory
She even fell asleep and said that the song was good with the cheek
Sure enough, there is a reason why he is just a little monk and not a monarch. He is not thick-skinned and not black enough.
The Buddha didn't want to mention this topic that made him so angry, and changed the subject bluntly: "The reason why the little monk invited the donor to come, the donor must also be clear, what is the important thing for the donor to come here?"
Rong Xian frowned. She leaned against the tree and straightened her long, messy hair, and said casually, "I'm here to find someone. Your master must have told you?"
She glanced at Wu-self, who was sitting upright, "Hey, just him."
The Buddha was silent, obviously not very convinced.
He thought this was the excuse of Emperor Xu. She broke into the Western Pole and said that she was an old friend when she casually pointed at a Buddhist cultivator. Presumably that poor Buddhist cultivator was also speechless.
The poor Guardian Zuo pursed his lips, restrained his smile and said, "Amitabha."
Rong Xian was not annoyed when she saw that he didn't mean to make a relief. She seemed to finally realize that if she stayed here for one more day, the monks and monks here would not be able to clean up properly.
Rong Xian thought for a while, and said with a serious expression, "Don't worry too much, I won't act recklessly.
The Buddha's heart suddenly became more vigilant. His eyes passed over her, and his tone was calm and unwavering: "It's better."
After the two sides reached an agreement on the surface, the Buddha said a few words of courtesy, and asked people to arrange a room for the two.
Above the boundless sky.
Rong Xian stood in the void and stared at the annihilation and rebirth of the world. It was a shocking and spectacular scene.
She seemed to look at it for a long time, and it seemed that she only looked at it for a moment.
The tenderness in those eyes faded away, revealing the most real indifference and rationality, as well as the heavy heavenly power between the brows, which is the terrifying desire to control.
And everything in front of her didn't seem to leave a trace in her eyes.
"Heaven." After a long time, Rong Xian woke up and called out.
There was a dead silence all around, and no sound came out.
She seemed to be the only one in the boundless world.
As the cub of Father Heaven, it was the first time that she encountered such a problem of ineffective summoning.
A flash of light flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and she suddenly realized.
The corners of her mouth lifted slowly, and she sighed, "It turned out to be in a dream, this is really interesting."
She said that Buddha's violin played well, as expected.
Rong Xian walked in the sky, tirelessly passing one world after another.
Occasionally, she is curious and participates in the new life of the world, growing and prospering together with the creatures, and finally sleeping together. Occasionally, she is bored and participates in the annihilation of the world. Together with the world, she acts as the tentacle that destroys all living beings, destroying thousands of living beings and making everything in the world return to nothingness.
Finally, she felt bored, as if all her interest had suddenly been lost.
In a certain room of the Buddha's residence in the guest house, the sleeping man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time, the sound of the outside world also disappeared.
Rong Xian sat up and glanced at the room, still the same as before.
She was half-leaning on the bed, her long black hair scattered behind her, and her demeanor was naturally heart-warming.
The tip of her nose smelled the faint scent of sandalwood, and while recalling the joy in her dream, she said casually, "Sure enough, the world is better if it's noisier."
Cang Tian, who was startled: "...Aren't you sleeping?"
It's really uneasy to say such specious words suddenly, and there is always a bad premonition in Cang Tian's heart.
Sure enough, it heard the cub pondering for a moment, and then calmly said: "You said that destroying the world is very simple, this is the first time I feel that these worlds are fragile and pitiful."
Cangtian only felt the tiger's body shake, cub, does she know what the words of a tiger and a wolf are
Did he really learn from the evil star next door
Sure enough, it is not easy to learn well and learn badly.
Just when the sky was about to burst into tears, Rong Xian seemed to realize that she had scared the old father.
She raised her eyebrows and smiled narrowly: "You won't be scared, will you? I'm joking."
If the world is really dead, how unfriendly she is to be left alone.
If no one is playing with her, I won't talk about it. Her surging desire to perform will be too boring without the audience.
It is enough to experience that terrible one-man show in the dream once.
If one day she got tired of this dramatic way of living, it would not be difficult to bring the world back to silence at that time.
This kind of thing has been operated a lot in dreams and experienced.
As for the gap between practical operation and theory, it must not be difficult to practice a few times by then, right
Of course, she didn't say such words, otherwise it would be unfilial to scare the sky out.
However, the sky didn't feel honored, it was very uneasy.
"You know I'm your father, right?" Cang Tian asked cautiously.
Rong Xian's relatively soft eyes showed a faint puzzlement: "Do I know about this? Didn't you always say that you are my old father?"
She said this, as if she believed it when someone else said it.
As for whether she believed it or pretended to believe it, only she herself knew.
Cang Tian was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Zi'er, you are the essence of the whole world that my father nurtured after millions of years..." God for the promotion of the world.
Rong Xian pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Your pregnancy seems to be a little long."
Cangtian: "...you are just conceived by the world."
What does it have to do with it.
It only contributed to the birth of the cub.
No, no, that's not the point!
Cang Tian's expression became even weirder, and after a while, it said uncertainly: "You have nothing to say?"
Rong Xian stood up and walked off the bed. She folded her broad sleeves, as if she didn't even notice the sky's speechless choking, and hesitantly said, "Should I change my name to your mother?"
Heaven: "..." Mother, you are tall, I am your father!
An unfilial son!
Cang Tian took a deep breath and shouted unbearably, "I don't have a rebel like you."
After uttering the harsh words, Cang Tian unilaterally broke up with the cub.
Rong Xian seemed to realize the anger of the sky, she lowered her eyes and seemed to say to herself, "I don't know how long Papa will cut off our friendship with me."
Cangtian's old father's heart was softened into a puddle of water by this papa, he hesitated, and tentatively asked: "Just cut off friendship until dawn?"
Rong Xian looked at the sky with her probe, and it was only half an hour left before dawn.
Rong Xian sighed and said nothing.
After all, the sky is still angry and shut up.
Rong Xian decided to stay in the Western Pole Continent for a while, because she was not very familiar with it.
And the only acquaintance who is devoted to love and brain, did not give her any useful information and development of useful manpower.
If the subordinates don't do anything, she has to do it herself.
So, #people are more expensive to be self-reliant#
Rong Xian was thoughtful.
Of the four continents in the Middle Thousand Realms, the ones she didn't know were the Western Pole Continent and the Southern Barren Continent.
These two continents are all shortcomings, this is not good, it is too bad for her.
The cat emperor Lu of the Southern Wilderness Buzhou is not very good, and she has to find a way to find help for the cat emperor Lu.
In Dongsheng Buzhou, Jiang Feiran had Zhao Hu to help, and here in Xiji Buzhou, she came over in person, then Nanhuang Buzhou would let the same boat go.
After all, the ruthless Daoist who has already smashed the dust and proved the Dao, it is time to do something to build a sense of existence.
She was moved and made up her mind.
In the underworld of the northern border region, the same boat who was sitting high in the main seat and was cultivating was dressed in a black brocade robe.
A little fox who had inadvertently entered here was smashed into pieces by the sword energy.
That's right, Rong Xian doesn't practice cultivation in her deity, so her avatar is constantly practicing.
It can be said that I wish the whole world was her incarnation, and she even ate food for her.
Tongzhou sensed something and opened his eyes, the sword energy all over his body was swept away, and the sword mark between his eyebrows was also covered by the thunder mark.
There is no sadness or joy on his face, his eyelashes are drooping, his face is carved like ice and snow, and his breath is unpredictable.
"Someone." Tongzhou called out.
Outside, several demon cultivators walked in together with Zhuge Jiming.
That's right, after Zhuge Ming reported to Zhuge's family, he joined the underworld and became a glorious righteous person in the magic cultivator.
"Meet the Palace Master." Everyone saluted in unison.
Since Tongzhou created the underworld, the mysterious way of reincarnation has been looming in the forbidden area of their underworld, and everyone has changed their name to the palace master.
In private, everyone was horrified and inexplicable. Every time they looked at the Tao of Samsara, they felt a mighty force from the heavens and the earth rushing toward them, causing people to feel hopeless in their hearts.
This is what the palace master did with his own strength!
Everyone took a deep breath, feeling so terrifying.
After the ruthless way of proving the way, it was so powerful that even reincarnation was created.
Is this something that a human can do
Back then, when the Dao Master of Extreme Love used his body to make up the Dao of Heaven, he never saw such a miracle.
No wonder the ruthless Taoist practiced for millions of years has only succeeded in the Palace Master, which is impossible for a capable person.
"I don't know what the Palace Master ordered?" Biyun took a step forward and asked respectfully.
Tongzhou's eyes shrouded in golden light glanced at everyone indifferently, and then he said, "This seat has already demonstrated the Dao, and today the Dao warns that the ascension is imminent, and merit is needed to counteract the evil."
His voice was clear and cold, like the melting ice and snow on the mountains converging into a stream, refreshing and chilling.
But even so, it didn't change the fact that he was running the train with his mouth full.
Tiandao: I am not, I am not, you are talking nonsense.
However, Tongzhou ignored it, and continued to make up and make things in a serious manner: "This seat has decided to rush to the Southern Wilderness Continent from now on, to help the human race stop the invasion of the demon race, and protect the rear of the human race. The day when the merit is sufficient, is the time for this seat to soar. "
As for when it is enough, that is what he has the final say, and it has nothing to do with the way of heaven.
If you don't fly, don't worry.
Tiandao: As I was cultivating the Taoist platform, a black pot flew towards me.
PS: Thanks to Hua Ru vegetarian and Yu Ge Li Wei Yu for their rewards, and I am very grateful to the two little angels.
(End of this chapter)