Pingdu mountain, near the original ghost gate, three figures stood quietly.
As a participant in the trip to hell three months ago, the monk Huaijing is still thinking about the wonderful experience of driving around without participating in anything.
"Amitabha, the dead have passed away, and the living can only recall."
"Yes," Shi Qianzhang, a decadent Dragon Tiger Mountain disciple, gently sighed and put the red rose in his hand among the flowers on the ground.
It has been three months, and many people will still come here to send a bunch of flowers on this open space and sigh with an old friend.
In front of the flowers stood a stone tablet with an inscription and a black-and-white three inch photo.
In the picture, the man standing with a sword is smiling quietly.
The frightened monk blinked and whispered, "but then again, what does Shi Xianshi mean by sending roses?"
"Don''t get me wrong," Shi Qianzhang shook his head. "This doesn''t mean that I had some bold illusions about brother Sheng. The dead is gone. We can''t tarnish brother Sheng''s pure reputation.
But I think brother Sheng is a very cheerful person. If he still has a little residual spirit, he must like this bright color.
Brother Sheng will always live in my heart. "
Liu Yunzhi, who had not spoken for a long time, glanced at the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, just sighed gently.
"Bitter, silent fairy."
"That''s right," murmured the monk. "Originally, both nonverbal and nonverbal people were going to become, and suddenly something happened..."
Liu Yunzhi sighed, "I heard the leader of the land hidden sect say that the silent fairy is now in a stable mood and is quietly watching where she died.
In fact, the most unacceptable thing should be the last moment. Non language knocked away the non language fairy and jumped down. It had always been that the non language fairy wanted to sacrifice her life for justice.
Alas, this should have been a pair made by nature. If I were there, there would be less sad people in the world. "
The frightened monk smiled bitterly, "at that time, the little monk should have the cheek to follow up. The little monk has nothing to worry about. In the future, nonverbal may become the backbone of the monastic world of Dahua. Really... Amitabha."
Shi Qian opened his mouth and squatted down silently. He suddenly covered his face and choked a few times.
"Can you forget it? I finally accepted the painful fact!
Do you know what brother Sheng is to me? He is not only my friend, but also my only friend. He is my brother!
There are so many people in Maoshan conference, so brother Sheng added my friend alone!
Brother Sheng has never looked down on me! He has always taught me and instructed me how to communicate with others! He has also taught me how to fight and kill
"Wait a minute, you, how many stories have you made up for?" the frightened monk scolded.
Shi Qianzhang wiped his tears and sniffed, "anyway, brother Sheng is my life mentor! Now I have lost the way forward!"
Liu Yunzhi said calmly, "this is the reason why your cultivation level has been one level lower than ours?"
A young Taoist who insisted on a burr hairstyle was suddenly full of deep resentment.
"In fact, don''t be too sad," Huai Jing said. "All sentient beings and all kinds of illusions are born with the Buddha''s wonderful heart."
Shi Qianzhang stood up. "It''s not very good for you to preach across the line."
"I''m not trying to persuade you from a philosophical point of view," Huai Jing and Shang shook their heads. "From today on, even if the non language is gone, our five person team still needs to maintain the five person standard."
"Yes," Shi Qian said, "wait for the fairy, no, wait for sister-in-law Sheng to adjust, how can she not let sister-in-law Sheng feel that she has no other friends in the future.
In addition, a fairy at the level of sister-in-law Sheng will certainly have many shameless people to miss her.
Although brother Sheng is gone, who dares to chase sister-in-law Sheng in the next three years? I''ll burn his mountain! "
The frightened monk scolded, "you''re too overbearing! Amitabha, you must bring a little monk at that time."
"You two," Liu Yunzhi shook his head slowly, "these are the private affairs of the silent fairy. You can''t do this."
"I don''t care! I''m brother Sheng''s widow now! Bah! My brother!"
Shi Qianzhang showed a fierce look. "Brother Sheng''s face must be protected! Don''t they all call me an asshole in the monastic world? Then I''ll show them an asshole!"
"The trip to Sakura island is imminent," Liu Yunzhi said. "Let''s adjust our state and go to the Sakura Island parliament with the delegation to meet the ninjas."
"Without non language, this trip to Sakura island country suddenly lost interest," the frightened monk went to the lonely tombstone and said in a deep voice, "I''ll spend more time for non language and see if I can find some residual spirits for non language."
"How many times have you done it?" Shi Qianzhang shook his head. "It''s better to be practical."
Liu Yunzhi scolded with a dark face, "what do you mean, actually?"
"I''m ready before I come. Look at you."
After that, Shi Qianzhang took a step forward, took out a stack of yellow paper symbols in his arms and scattered them in the sky.
With a few explosions, the yellow paper turned into colorful butterflies; Shi Qianzhang took a Bluetooth speaker out of the crane treasure bag, put it in front of Wang Daochang''s grave, and pressed the play button on his mobile phone.
The lingering notes of "Liang Zhu" fluttered, and the monks and Taoists on one side immediately hung black lines on their foreheads.
Fortunately, it''s just "Liang Zhu". If the sound wave is too strong, it will be buried on the ground. "Liu Yunzhi must cast a spell to recruit thunder and split people.
The three stopped here for an hour, and finally were urged to leave by the investigation team.
Soon after they left, two or three figures appeared here, all of them are the right friars who came by Pingdu mountain to have a look.
At dusk, a figure stepped on the sunset and fell in front of the tombstone, raised his hand on the top of the tombstone and rubbed it gently.
It''s only three months. Without words, it looks like three years old. There are wrinkles on the eyebrows and two strands of long gray hair on the temples. On the contrary, its own breath is thicker.
The golden elixir realm is followed by the Tianfu realm, which is closely related to the spirit and soul.
The death of Wang Sheng was a great blow to the wordless Taoist priest. Under the violent mood fluctuation, the middle-aged Taoist took a step forward, stepped into the realm of heaven, and his soul was sublimated.
But just as he kept whispering after waking up, if he traded his cultivation for Xiaosheng, it wouldn''t hurt to take the remaining half of mortal life.
In fact, the most difficult period is the first three months.
A little longer, the sadness will be diluted.
And Chi Ling and Chi Wen''s mother and daughter have been with their husband and father recently, accompanying Qing Yanzi to cross this ridge.
But the loss of an apprentice is like the loss of a son
"I knew you would be like this. It would be nice to teach you less loyalty, filial piety and integrity."
Qing Yanzi sighed gently, patted the tombstone with his palm, stood there quietly and looked at the curtain in the East, which was like an ink halo.
"Your elder martial sister is heartbroken, but I don''t know how to persuade her to spend more time with you.
If you still have an afterlife, when you come to Wudang Mountain to worship me, I say you have become an immortal.
At that time, I will teach you well and pass on your real magic. "
His fingers trembled slightly, and Qing Yanzi sighed. It seemed that he had made some determination before he turned and flew to the back of Pingdu mountain not far away.
The breath was revealed, and several figures met in the air immediately.
"Don''t talk long, please come inside!"
"Don''t nag everyone. I have important things to deal with. I just want to ask how things are going in Buyu recently."
"Yesterday, Meng Po just heard that the fairy was safe and her mood was better than before..."
After a few conversations, Qing Yanzi arched his hands to thank him, bowed and turned to Yukong to leave.
The sixteen ancient practitioners brought back from the underworld have now awakened in a branch of the Research Institute. As one of the highest practitioners in the world, he has to go to discuss how to deal with this matter.
Fox Banxian has returned to the mountain villa to live in seclusion. No one can ask her to come forward without speaking.
This matter can only be discussed by the spiritual world.
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Small underground mansion, the Earth Spirit is forbidden.
In the corner of a colorful fairy crystal, the dark "burnt corpse" still remained seated. At this time, half a layer of ash had been removed from the whole body, revealing intact and shiny new skin.
It is the long flowing hair that has become bald. At this time, the trend of long hair has not started again.
Moreover, all the movable parts of the "burnt corpse", namely the mouth and eyes, are too laborious to speak, which is not as convenient as what you want.
"Well, it''s not dead?"
Sitting in this dreamy space, looking at the familiar handle of Wuling sword, the guy immediately grinned, and the rest of the "black gray" on his face fell down, revealing his handsome face.
The one who can be here is naturally Shi Qian''s promotion of Ge Ben.
As far as he could see, the familiar hilt flashed, and an illusion came out and turned into a three inch tall villain.
She was dressed in an ancient skirt with two colorful fairy belts floating on her shoulders. Her face was beautiful, but she was a little lonely and arrogant. Her hair style on her temples was kind of exquisite.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Wang Sheng at this time, and Wang Sheng also had a cold voice at the bottom of his heart.
"Of course you''re not dead."
Wang Sheng said to himself, "thank you, your highness, for saving your life."
"I didn''t save you. If you want to thank me, thank you for your sword." the little fairy slowly sat on a small cloud and passed her thoughts to Wang Sheng''s heart. Naturally, it became a word that Wang Sheng could understand.
"Your sword has no spirit and no impurities. It is really rare in the world, but it is more suitable for me to place my immortal soul than you.
I found the strangeness of your sword. I used one third of my immortal power to refine it to the greatest extent in the shortest time, and built a three yuan immortal sealing array with it and my immortal soul as the array eye.
In this way, you don''t have to die, and my immortal soul doesn''t have to be eaten back by the Earth Spirit. Everyone is alive. "
Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and tried to look inside himself. He saw the golden elixir full of cracks but not broken. Then he blacked out, tilted his head and fainted again.
The fairy blinked, then shook her head helplessly.
I also want to talk about the future. LV Dongbin''s successor is serious
It''s too weak.
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