Jiu Tianjun supported Jing Lin on the seat. He looked at Jing Lin with great emotion: "Although he looks thin, his cultivation is very strong. You have been trapped in the realm for hundreds of years. It's time to step into the realm of great success."
Jinglin said nothing, he let Jiutianjun lead his arms to each other, and his eyes never squinted. Yanquan returned to his side, and the sharp light and flint that had just disappeared had disappeared. The bells of the Brahma altar reverberated, and the pool water was slow. The chanting of the monks gradually resumed, and the lotus blossoms fell for a moment in the dense fog. The old monk trembled to look at the clouds, and saw Jing Lin's shirt swaying and neatly ascending the high seat.
Fei Luo, who was at the bottom, raised his neck to peep, and when he saw Lord Linsong sitting indifferently, he didn't even have the slightest smile or pride. His eyes were calm and calm, and his whole body was impersonal.
Originally, the immortals were intoxicated with wine, and although the banquet was restrained, they were able to obtain some joy from the crowd. Unexpectedly, Lin Songjun sat on the high platform, and the bottom was wiping away the cold sweat, and the needles could be heard in the room.
"Lin Song-Jun, who is rare to see once in a hundred years." Dong Jun covered his face a little, feeling nauseous after drinking too much wine, so he climbed up regardless of the description, and said to the people around him with a choked voice, "What are you stealing for fun? Laughing. Speak up! Look up and down! If you pass this village, you will…”
Before the words were finished, Dongjun ran to vomit.
Fei Luo couldn't kneel, and felt that the atmosphere around him was uncomfortable, so he seized the opportunity, got up, and shook out the handkerchief to give to Dongjun.
Dongjun took the handkerchief, and after rinsing his mouth, he covered the handkerchief and blinked at Fei Luo, and said with a smile: "Good man, I will borrow the handkerchief. See you in the east later, I will wash it and return it to you."
Fei Luo's heart was beating wildly by his wink, and when he patted his back gently, his soul was about to fly, he nodded his head in a panic, and followed Dongjun like a puppy.
Dong Jun wiped the corners of his lips, the smell of alcohol was strong, but he looked a lot awake on his face. He bowed to the high-ranking Jiutianjun, and said, "Jinglin is returning, and Jun's father must be reluctant to call him, then I will take advantage of it and ask for a lot of money!"
"Mostly for Zhongdu Heavy Snow." Jiutianjun smiled and said with great interest, turning his head to Jinglin and said in a warm voice, "You are in seclusion, so you don't know, in order for you to go out, Zhongdu has suffered a snow disaster. He can't wake up in the spring, so he needs your help."
Jinglin heard the sound and looked at Dongjun.
Dong Jun laughed and said, "I slept for a while, don't you recognize me? This stare made me panic."
Jing Lin just glanced at it briefly, then turned his eyes back. He nodded slightly and said, "Let my father send him."
Dong Jun restrained his smile, feeling that life was boring. He folded the handkerchief in his hand and said, "After the dinner is over, you and I will go together."
"Don't be in a hurry." Jiutianjun said loudly to the bottom, "There is another matter that is imminent. Hundreds of years ago, the Jiutianmen fought together against the sea. Everyone here hated the demons deeply, and we also lost many good sons. I, Jiutianmen, have gone through hardships, but finally achieved the highest merits. At that time, the northern Canglong was not allowed to live, and countless innocent people were starved to death, but for the great cause of fighting the sea, Jiutianmen always tolerated and retreated, but unfortunately the greed was not enough. Elephant, Canglong failed to keep his true heart."
Li Rong already expected what Jiutianjun was going to say, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Jinglin opposite. Jinglin Yuguang came, but there was no joy or anger.
"... Nian Canglong also had his heart on all living beings, and it would be hard to erase his merits. But he was greedy for the sea of blood and was attacked by all the demons, which was disgraceful, so he never told the Three Realms..."
"... Killing Ge Jun to defend the road is also a helpless move. The big monsters in the north gather together, this matter is difficult to understand, and it is delayed until today to wait for Lin Song Jun to leave the customs... "
Jiutianjun was red-faced, he held Jinglin's arm vigorously, and said, "Now that Jinglin is out of the customs, this matter can't be delayed any longer. When you and Dongjun go down to the world, go to the north and inform the news that Emperor Cang is dead. Monsters. If you encounter obstacles, just…”
Emperor Cang is dead.
Countless people recited this sentence silently. Whether it was the only few insiders left, or passersby who were at a loss, they all looked at Jing Lin, as if trying to spy something from Linsong Jun. However, Lord Linsong neither dodged nor had any emotions.
Li Rong remembered the heavy rain at this moment, Jinglin he was carrying, Jinglin burst into tears in the rain, even if he was embarrassed, he was a person. But he is now sitting opposite Jinglin, and he can see that this is not a person, but a tempered sword of the world.
Lin Songjun has no heart.
Dongjun slipped away halfway, he was lying on the old stone, and his face was covered with Fei Luo's handkerchief. He blew the corner of his handkerchief in dissatisfaction and said, "What's so good about dead people? They blinded my eyes of all hope. Look at him, is he still a human? Even crying and laughing are lost."
The Drunk Mountain monk sat in front of the pond, holding the magic wand, and replied, "Looks very solemn, he must be a serious person."
"You can't look like a person, and I'm also a serious person." Dongjun said.
The Drunk Mountain Monk sneered, "You're just wearing human skin."
"It's better than having a freak in your heart." Dong Jun sneered, "You went to the Brahma altar again a few days ago, and people just don't like it. I said earlier that your heart is in the world, and you will never be clean."
The Drunk Mountain Monk paused for a while, and when he saw the ripples on the pond, he said, "I have already forgotten."
"What is your rod called?"
"Destroy the devil."
"There are no demons in the world now, who are you descending from? You are just stuck in a knot that is difficult to resolve, and your love is difficult to overcome, and you are stuck in that future scene."
"Who said there are no demons in the world." The drunk mountain monk half looked back, "If you don't die for a day, I won't leave for a day."
Dongjun suddenly burst out laughing, and he said, "What a bald donkey! He said it hypocritically, but he wanted to use my light to immortalize life! You have been in the realm for a hundred years, why don't you log in to Dacheng?"
The Drunk Mountain Monk looked at the lotus but did not answer. He picked off all the troubles, but found that love was tied to his heart. He was often drunk, often insane, and every time he knelt in front of Buddhism, it was just a futile attempt to cover up. He closed his eyes, and it was that glance back. When he opened his eyes, he was alone for hundreds of years. It is too difficult to be a person, he has already drawn the ground into a prison, even if the talent is peerless, he will never be able to enter the realm of great achievement.
Dongjun closed his eyes and fell asleep, hearing the drunk mountain monk get up and leave. He knew that there would be no answer to this question, but he seemed to have already understood the reason. He is a demon, and he lives in the heavens and the earth in human skin, but these thousand years still make him seem to understand.
I don't know how long I have been lying down, Dongjun thinks that Jinglin should come. Unexpectedly, the corner of the face was lifted, and a pair of eager eyes were opened.
Dongjun smiled immediately: "Little King of Hell, you are being neglected!"
Fei Russell loves beautiful women, and when he sees Dongjun's laziness, he doesn't feel slighted at all, but he says with surprise and joy, "Have I disturbed the gentleman Xiaoxie?"
"Eh." Dong Jun slowly stood up and pulled the other corner of the pa, the corners of the peach blossom eyes were radiant. He said, "You came to me, how can this be considered harassment? I am here, just waiting for you."
Seeing his happy face, Fei Luo was very different from the rumors, and he couldn't help but show enthusiasm on his face: "Wait, wait for me?"
"Does my face look good?" Dongjun put his elbows on his knees, raised his face and asked Fei Luo to take a look.
Fei Luo nodded vigorously, without blinking for a moment.
"Then what do you want to taste?" Dong Jun cunningly took Fei Luo's fingers along the handkerchief and slowly approached.
Fei Luo suddenly covered his mouth and nose, feeling that the heat was about to pour out. When he saw Dongjun approaching, his legs felt weak. Unexpectedly, when the atmosphere was charming, Dong Jun suddenly pulled him up to the old stone, pressed him down at a lightning speed, and blinked again.
"If you love looks so much, I will reward you."
The ferocious figure came out in shock in an instant and approached Fei Luo's eyes. The excitement of this moment made Fei Luo scream out loud, and he turned over and was about to run. Dongjun grabbed his ankle and pulled him back easily.
Fei Luo covered his face and cried, not daring to look at him again.
Dong Jun laughed loudly, looked at him with his head up, and said, "It's not allowed to have white heads in the world, you little bastard is really annoying. Hey, I'm so ugly."
Fei Luo saw from the gap between his fingers that Dong Jun had regained his lustrous color, but his whole body was softened. Dongjun is fierce in nature, even Canglong will be shaken, He Tiveluo is just a weasel, and he is so frightened that he is about to shout "ji".
"When you come to the upper realm in the future, remember that beautiful women have thorns. Under the color, they may all be bloody and big. Like me, it is even more terrifying to eat from time to time." Dongjun let go, "If you don't run away, Wait until I take off your clothes and pickle your dishes."
The pickled vegetables he mentioned, Fei Luo thought it was castrated! This time, not only was his mind hurt, but he didn't even care about fear, he kicked away Dongjun angrily, and ran away crying. Running halfway, I almost bumped into Jing Lin. Jinglin flicked sideways, but Fei Luo didn't even look at him. He was full of Dong Jun, a bastard. He felt that the Nine Heavens Realm was his sadness, and he never wanted to come again!
Dongjun blew the handkerchief and felt that the handkerchief was as thin and light as its owner, and could be broken with a single poke. When he saw Jinglin approaching, he rubbed the handkerchief and copied it into his sleeve.
"Make him play." Dongjun said, "Why don't you even laugh?"
Jinglin stood still and said, "Let's go."
Dongjun jumped off the stone embarrassedly and walked side by side with Jinglin. He folded a fan and fanned the wind, and said, "Zhongdu has been buried in heavy snow for nearly a month, you just need to stop the snow, and I have my own way for the rest."
Jing Lin hummed.
Dongjun said, "This errand in the north is not easy to handle. The group of demons will have trouble without a leader. You are afraid that it will take some effort. But I see that you have made up your mind when you put your finger on the sword."
Jing Lin closed his fingertips slightly and said, "You are very unlikable."
Dongjun smiled and said, "Each other. This errand was done earlier, so you and I don't have to get in each other's eyes. But speaking of it, what do I hate about me? It's just that I was born beautiful."
Jinglin went out with him, and the guards of the Division of Demarcation saw them both, and they didn't want famous brands, so they just saluted and let them pass.
Dongjun said, "How does it feel for everyone to kneel and worship?"
"No difference."
"It's virtuous." Dong Jun threw the folding fan, "This taste is clearly unstoppable, otherwise why would everyone want to be a master?"
Jing Lin was silent for a moment and said, "Neither you nor I are human."
Dongjun said, "It's much more comfortable to hear this. It's inconvenient for me to disturb you in your retreat. You can only do some brotherly love at this moment. Dear brother, do you still remember?"
The wind blew their long hair, and there was no one else in the sea of clouds.
Jing Lin said: "Remember clearly."
"I don't think so." Dongjun tilted his head and said in a vicious voice, "Jinglin, Emperor Cang is dead."
Jing Lin didn't move his brows and asked, "Do I recognize this person?"
The wind blew his sleeves, and Lord Linsong repeated calmly.
"Do I recognize this person?"
When the bell rang suddenly, Dong Jun covered the bell with his backhand and said with a smile: "I don't know, I just let you know. This man is a hero, but he died miserably, which is pitiful."