The cloud of Zuo Xiaoduo and the other person had already disappeared between the boundless sea and sky, but that feeling of resentment still refused to dissipate at the gate of Biyou Palace. The resentment was so deep that it could be compared to the wonderful lingering sound that lingered in the ears for three days.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Holy Mother Gui Ling and Kong Xuan laughed so hard that they fell down and almost couldn't breathe.
"Brother Duobao, you are such a jeer. You don't need any treasures, so why not just give him two?"
The Turtle Spirit Mother laughed until tears came out: "Look at the look in this kid's eyes at the end... It was so sorrowful that I couldn't bear to watch it."
Taoist Duobao spread his hands and said, "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, I just don't have any treasures to give... Master has given me the innate Yin and Yang Qi, and even the divine consciousness is attached to this guy. What else can I give that can compare with Master's two things? Even an ugly imitator wouldn't imitate me like this, right?"
"This kid has clearly taken the biggest advantage, yet he still covets these ordinary things of mine. He is so tactless..."
Taoist Duobao was completely speechless, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.
The master gave me something, and I want to give more. Does that mean that I think what the master gave me is not good enough
But Holy Mother Turtle Spirit and Kong Xuan were even more speechless.
Ordinary things...
Buddha, you are humble, too humble...
Well, when I was with Xiaoduo before, the "Versailles" that I often mentioned in my spare time was probably this, right? !
"It's really Versailles..." the Turtle Spirit Mother couldn't help but blurt out.
The Buddha scratched his head: "Versailles? What does that mean?"
"… "
"Regarding the matter of Junior Sister Yunxiao, why don't we go to rescue her? Why do we have to let Xiaoduo go?" asked the Turtle Spirit Mother in a deep voice.
"Firstly, let's just let Master Uncle stay out of this catastrophe. If we go, it will inevitably trigger karma, and it will also save Master Brother Xuandu from having to come out again... There's no point in creating any karma with them."
Taoist Duobao said calmly: "The second is... Xiaoduo, this guy, we can owe him more."
"Owe him more?" Turtle Spirit Holy Mother and Kong Xuan were both stunned.
"The cycle of cause and effect is inexplicable. The fact that you owe someone a little cause and effect is also due to the law of fate." Taoist Duobao said leisurely.
"Go and heal your wounds."
The three of them entered together.
Whether it was Duobao returning to the east with his three thousand disciples or the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother herself, she was still seriously injured and her vitality was greatly damaged. It was not easy to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers over there, and it was not easy for the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother either...
These scars have accumulated, and even with the help of teacher's Biyou Palace Daoyun treatment, it will still take some time to heal.
The three brothers and sisters did not say a word about how to take revenge on their old enemies or how to end the relationship.
There is no need to mention those.
"Wuyunxian and others...didn't come back with you this time?" Turtle Spirit Mother asked carefully.
"No." Taoist Duobao's face darkened, and a murderous aura suddenly emerged.
The Turtle Spirit Mother stopped asking questions and her face became much gloomier.
When they reached the entrance of the hall, they suddenly heard cheers from the foot of the mountain. The three of them were moved and turned around to look in the direction of the sound.
I saw a colorful glow coming from afar, and a woman in plain white clothes was riding on a white cloud and coming quickly.
"Senior Sister Wu Dang is back!"
Duobao and the other two did not even bother to heal their wounds. In great joy, they rushed out to greet the guests and joined the thunderous cheers at the foot of the mountain.
"Master..."
A loud cry full of admiration came from the sea.
In the Biyou Palace.
Master Tongtian gently closed his eyes, his eyes were slightly wet, but a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Master will never let you suffer any injustice this time!
…
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian sped away.
"I've had quite a few unexpected encounters over the past few days, and I still feel a little weird now..."
Zuo Xiaoduo scratched his head.
"I have the same feeling... The world now is very different from before." Breathing the spiritual energy in the air, Zuo Xiaonian's pretty face was full of solemnity.
"Xiaoduo, have you carefully sensed how much bigger this world is than before? Logically speaking, the original Penglai Island was within the three continents, but its area was not as large as it is now. I'm afraid it's not even one percent of it, right?"
"And this sea... when has it ever been so vast?"
"The ancient tribes have returned, the continents have merged, the ancestral land has been revived, and the geographical features are bound to undergo tremendous changes. From what I heard from them, the current world seems to be continuing some previous calamity, some cause and effect, etc... It's just that what they said was not entirely true, making it unclear to us."
Zuo Xiaonian expressed the doubts in his mind.
"I always feel that there is a powerful being playing a big game between heaven and earth. You and I are just the most insignificant pieces on the chessboard."
Zuo Xiaonian was full of worries.
"Don't think about anything."
Zuo Xiaoduo is very optimistic: "When you reach the mountain, there will always be a way out. Let's take it one step at a time. Even if it is a game of chess between heaven and earth, what does it have to do with you and me? We live our lives and do our things. As for the rest, we will just go as far as we can."
"What is your ultimate goal, Xiaoduo? To transcend this world? Or to transform from a chess piece into a chess player?"
"Me? I haven't thought about anything. I just want a wife, children and a warm bed. Isn't this what I've been dreaming about since I was a child?"
Zuo Xiaoduo chuckled: "It's still the same now."
"Even if I am trapped, so what? Who can do anything to me? All kinds of calculations have made me walk on a certain path, so what? I want to leave, because I want to leave, or I have to leave. But in my heart, I will always have a wife, children and a warm bed, and I will be loyal to them until death."
"Don't worry about me, heaven or earth."
Zuo Xiaoduo raised his eyebrows: "I am who I am, ah ah ah..."
Zuo Xiaonian rolled his eyes.
This guy is like this. No matter what serious matter you talk to him about, he always looks so unreliable and mean.
But so handsome...
It’s so cool to do anything for our little family - this is how Zuo Xiaonian understands it. Her aesthetic concept has also been cultivated since childhood!
"very nice."
Zuo Xiaonian said in his heart.
A sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
On the Qilin Cliff of Beihai.
The storm is gathering.
Only one lamp was seen burning in the sky.
Gods and demons from all directions, boundless filth, are pouring down to the Qilin Cliff.
Under the Qilin Cliff, there is a little green light, like a star in the dark night. Although it is weak, it never goes out, shining brightly, as if it can last forever.
"What's the point of barely surviving?"
"Do you know what your two sisters are doing right now? Haha, the great Bixiao and Qiongxiao are now working as midwives to deliver babies for pregnant women! Hahahaha... Don't you think this is ridiculous?"
"What is your eldest brother doing now? Do you know? Hehe, your eldest brother is now very powerful. He is in charge of the secular financial path. The so-called wealth can make the gods know you, and that's what your eldest brother is all about. He is very popular! It's a pity that we can only watch the heavens and the worlds!"
"Isn't this what you value most, Yunxiao?"
"Aren't you trapped here just for them, Yunxiao?"
"Yunxiao, what do you have to say?"
"You claim to be loyal and righteous, but so what? What did you get in return for your friendship?"
"You claim to be aloof and noble, but what compensation have you gotten for your aloofness?"
"Have Heaven and Earth ever been sure of you?"
"Have the saints ever shown you any mercy?"
"You think you are right, but who in this universe is sure that you are right? No one, not even one."
"You still insist on not dying, and you are still lingering here. What's the point?"
"Does your so-called persistence really have any meaning?"
"Can you really change anything if you are trapped here for eternity?"
"The Jiejiao Sect is gone! Your master is gone! You cannot change the Investiture of the Gods! What else can you do besides being a loach here and struggling to survive?"
"Your senior brother has become the Buddha, the living Buddha of Western religion, but has he come to save you?"
"What on earth are you holding on to?"
"You are waiting and guarding so hard, do you really have a definite goal, Yunxiao?!"
"Who are you living for? What's the meaning of living? Who are you living for, and what's the value of living?"
"Yunxiao!"
"Everything you held on to is gone. What value do you have?"
"Do you dare to answer? Do you dare to answer? Do you dare to answer?"
Every word is heart-wrenching and every sentence is soul-stirring!
Under the cliff, a ray of clear light was still flickering stubbornly, never extinguishing.
A clear voice said calmly: "Ran Deng, you have been talking so much nonsense during this period of time?"
"Does this mean that my Jiejiao will rise? Are you panicking? Are you scared? Are you terrified?"
"Randeng, you have lost your composure and your normal mind."
"With your unbalanced Dao heart now, you actually want to influence my Dao heart with words?"
"Su Wen, the Buddhist sect, has the skill of eloquent speech, which is used to deceive people. But now I have learned that it is just a trivial skill, nothing more than that!"
"The facts prove that no matter you were once the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, or you are now the Buddha of the past, in front of me, Yunxiao, you are all insignificant and insignificant!"
"When have I, Yunxiao, ever taken you seriously?"
"With just a few words like this, you dare to try to influence my Taoism? If it were someone else, I might have been influenced, and death would not be a big deal, but who are you, Ran Deng?"
"He's nothing but a traitor!"
"You used my senior brother, my elder brother, and my younger sister to attack me. You, Ran Deng, have fallen to this level. You have already fallen into inferiority!"
"It seems that you have lost confidence in yourself and feel that you can no longer defeat me? Hehehe... Do you doubt that you don't have such ability, or do you know that you don't have such means?! Then what confidence do you have to mess with my Yunxiao Daoxin?"
"Randeng, who were you originally? Who did you betray? Who did you abandon? What did you leave behind? What did you gain? Can you really feel at peace with yourself?"
"You asked me what I insisted on, but maybe I should ask you the most: Is your Dao heart still there? What are you insisting on?"
"Are you insisting on what you betrayed in the past? Or are you abiding by what you are abiding by now, can you really abide by it to the end?"
"How has your Tao heart ever been consistent?"
"Ran Deng, you are not as good as me, you are far inferior to me! Because my heart of Taoism is always the same!"
"When you betrayed your religion, did you ever feel the contempt from those behind you? What if the Western religion regards you as the Buddha of the past? Can it cover up your past betrayal?"
"How much have you failed? How much have you betrayed? How much have you thrown away? How much have you lost?!"
"When Second Master's eyes were on you, were you afraid, calm, or ashamed?!"
"Now, as a betrayer, you come to face me, who has remained the same from the beginning of time. Where is your face?"
"Randeng, are you ashamed?"
"Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed?"
… …
[One more thing: In my opinion, this is just a dispute over doctrines and philosophies, and I don’t want to set up any right or wrong. It would be very difficult to write like this.
So I am also crossing the river by feeling the stones.
And I may not be able to cross this river. Because there is no right or wrong, it is just pure fighting, which is very difficult.
Because as a writer, I must have my own stance.
It is impossible for me to be completely impartial.
This is the hardest part.
I have read The Investiture of the Gods over and over again, especially the Zhu Xian Great Array and the Wan Xian Great Array.
Maybe it's an illusion.
But I really only saw seven words: The winner is the king, the loser is the thief.
This reminds me of what Mr. Lu Xun said: If you look through history, it is full of cannibalism.
I tried my best to write, and if I can't write well, then I can't write well.
If the writing is good... I will reward myself with a bottle of Moutai. Well, a meal.
In that case, it should be... very good at writing.
Best regards.
salute.
(End of this chapter)