Compared to the pain of the yin fire burning the soul, Lu Yue felt that blindness was not a problem at all.

After more than 300 years of ghost encounters, compared with the present, the restless and angry heart has slowly calmed down.

Back then, her only salvation was Gu Lingze, but she was far away in the sky, and she couldn't reach or touch it. Now, there are many people around her, and they are trying to help her relieve her pain.

Regardless of their methods, whether they can help her or not, at least her heart is warm.

Reincarnated as a human being, in addition to family members, there are also mentors and friends, safe and sound to drink and talk, and the wind and snow are the support of the soul.

Maybe the more you get, the more you give!

Lu Yue seemed to have some enlightenment in the uninterrupted Sanskrit sound. After thousands of years of ups and downs, it may not be fate that chose her, but she chose fate.

When she sat up and sounded the mantra of great compassion when she recited the mantra of great compassion, she didn't know that there was no return to the sea, and she was setting off a huge wave.

In the pitch-black space, the sleeping Yin Venerable, nine heads came from the 'click' sound at the same time, and they seemed to be all in the neck, cracking a little crack.

Fu Wu, who was reciting the scriptures, suddenly stopped the scriptures and looked at the apprentice with his eyes outstretched.

"Nam Mu, Drink Rakhana, Dorayaya, Nam Mu, Ajaya, Brahrukti, Shrou Bowl, Bodhisattva Bha, Mahasattva Bharaya, Maha, Kalu Nigaya, Om, Sagara Punishment Drag, Count Na Na Writing, Nam Mu ......"

Although the apprentice had difficulty reciting because of the pain of her soul, as a great power of Buddhism, she felt great kindness and wish in her intermittent voice.

Fu Wu couldn't help frowning, she had a feeling that Lu Yue was not thinking about herself, but for Yin Zun, for those evil spirits who couldn't be freed and had become demons.

Is this a meritorious monk?

Fu Wu sighed softly in his heart, and was about to close his eyes to accompany him, when he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked outside.

The breeze passes, the flowers fall, this very familiar scene, but it is not the same as usual, all the flowers and trees, seem to be stretching, bursts of fragrance, with the wind in, it seems that the sunshine, also with the wind.

Fu Wu couldn't help but open her spiritual eyes, but saw countless orange-red dots of light, coming from all directions in the ethereal space, pouring into this room.

This......

Is it the light of merit?

Is it the light of merit generated by countless thoughts of gratitude?

She hadn't seen this in years, and she hadn't thought ......

Not to mention the shock at the scene, in fact, at this time, all the cultivators in the Immortal Realm who cultivated the way of nature, whether they were golden immortal-level powers or small qi refining cultivators, sensed the heavenly opportunity of life and were converging in the direction of the Three Thousand Cities.

In the market, the business talks collapsed, and the two people who were about to blush and have thick necks were inexplicably stunned when a gust of wind came.

"Forget it, for the sake of this Extreme Xuanlan, my brother, your friend was seriously injured, and the pill also needs money, so I'll give in and pay your price!"

"Thank you so much," the old monk was overjoyed, and his friend's troubled mind had calmed down a lot, "I still have a good kid here to use, so I'll take the lead." ”

"Ahh ”

Hello to the two of you, and I am, the passers-by all had a kind smile on their faces.

The smoke fairy who returned from the inspection looked at the fang market below and groaned for a long time.

She had already discovered the orange-red aura coming from all directions, and it was said that Tang Shu and the others were on the bulletin board of Tianyin's order, asking the monks who had received Lu Yue's favor to take a moment to pray for her peace!

It was the willingness of those people that turned into the light of merit that Lu Yue needed most, right?

She flashed in the air a few times, but in just half an hour, she stood outside the Futu Peak.

On weekdays, Futu Peak is a very beautiful realm, and now there seems to be an indescribable peace and tranquility, and the fairy fruit plants from all over the world seem to be stretching their branches and leaves.

The mouth of the smoke fairy couldn't help but curl.

This year's fruit trees are harvested, and Lu Yue can no longer be allowed to make wine casually.

She raised her feet and entered through the formation gate, and soon appeared at the bamboo building.

With the sound of the wooden fish, Lu Yue's brows had calmed down, although she was still pale, but the Smoke Fairy could already feel that the little girl would be fine.

Elder Balai took the example of the Five Elements Sect and warned her, but in fact, to put it bluntly, it was just that he was heartbroken for his beloved grandson Yan Jiajue, and it was she who kicked and broke the two ribs of the third ancestor.

The Smoke Fairy exhaled softly, today is the eighth day, the movement of the light of merit, some bastards must already know, and when she turned around, she went to Balai and Mingbo and asked them about the benefits of saving Sun.

Without Lu Yue and her going to Xianmengfang City, their grandson could become a dry bone and escape the spirit under the hands of Yin Zun and the Ghost Devourer, which would be good.

There are waves that go to the sea without returning, slowly weakening in the tumbling, if someone passes by here, they will definitely find that there are countless pictures shaking in the black water.

The water of the Peach Blossom Lake reflects the sunset, and the monk who walks with the sword is free to meet the purple-clothed fairy who is stepping on the water.

A faint sad song came from the depths of the black sea, the firelight burned the peach blossoms, and in the blink of an eye, the monk in Tsing Yi, who was covered with injuries, held the purple-clothed fairy who had lost her vitality, and roared in the sky......

The sea water surged again, and Lu Yue, who was chanting the scriptures, opened his eyes that could no longer see.

Her sea of consciousness was annihilated, and she couldn't see everything outside, but somehow, in the dark world, she saw the monk in green clothes and the fairy in purple clothes.

Is it the War of the End of the World?

Thinking about the fire that even the pool of water was about to burn, Lu Yue sighed slightly!

Although the battle to destroy the world has passed early, those monks who have great hatred and obsession in their hearts cannot let the past pass by with the wind.

Their hearts still fall on the past.

"Master, do you have the pen and ink to write the scriptures?"

Fu Wu put down the wooden fish that was knocking, "Yes, you want to use it?"

"Yes!"

"Ah Yue, what are you going to write," Fei Yuan didn't know what she was suddenly asking for that, "You said I would write." ”

"My hand is not broken. Lu Yue smiled slightly, "Writing scriptures for the past life, for me, I don't need to use my eyes. "Once, she wrote 100,000 copies of the Sutra of Death for her companions in the ghost-faced banner, and she really didn't need her eyes.

"May I ask...... To whom?" Master Fu Wu looked at his apprentice, who no longer seemed to be in pain, and thought for a moment.

Lu Yue sighed lightly, "Write to those who are dead and have no liberation." ”

The battle to destroy the world, of course, is for a better inheritance, but there is too much blood and tears of innocent people in it.

For some people in the past, the past has always been there, and their hearts are still hurting.

"Do you still want to use essence blood?" Fei Yuan's face changed, "No, I don't agree. ”

"I'm sure I'll be able to eat now. Lu Yue looked at the place where Fei Yuan spoke, "Fei Yuan, writing the Sutra of Past Life is something I have to do." Done...... , I can be better. ”

“…… Can you use my sperm blood?"

Fei Yuan looked at her for a while, and couldn't help but ask expectantly.

Lu Yue: "......"

In the depths of her mind, there was a faint pain of burning yin fire again, she picked up the wooden fish, and knocked it again, a thick and distant voice, as if it could calm the pain.

"I need to use my essence and blood to save myself. ”

In the dark world, she seemed to see the frost-stained independent eaves again, the Qianzhong Palace was in ruins, and the female cultivator with a sword on her body crawled out from under the collapsed palace, crying helplessly, and in an instant her head was full of green silk and white hair.

Seeing her coughing up blood as if she was going to cry to death, Lu Yue inexplicably felt pain in her heart.

The female cultivator's voice became hoarse, and she couldn't cry anymore, so she dragged her broken body, and in the setting sun, she found one after another from the ruins, gave them incomplete corpses, called their names, and gently picked up her former classmates, and walked towards the big pit that fell after the war, until she poured herself into Lu Shen.

There is no return to the sea, and the sea is surging again!

The pain in Lu Yue's brain deepened, "Feiyuan, this matter can only be done by me in person." ”

However, the most difficult person on the bridge and refuses to be reincarnated has actually been living in hell.

Master Fuwu personally set up her own things in front of the jade table, "Today is the eighth day, tomorrow is the ninth day, nine days have passed, you write the scriptures, and the teacher will help you recite them." ”

"And me. Fei Yuan saw Lu Yue's frowning eyebrows again, and really wanted to help her smooth it, "I'll help you polish the ink." ”

……

The movement in the direction of the Three Thousand Cities was far away in the Hidden Immortal Sect, and the few people who had been sighing also felt it.

The Boundless Immortal Tree was rescued by Lu Yue, and she wanted to use it, of course they wouldn't say a word.

It's a pity that she saved so many people, but she couldn't save herself alone, that day, the girl who came with full expectations and finally fell even while walking, made Chu Dezhen very embarrassed.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds!"

The old man of the tree spirit, who had always been rejected by the boundless immortal tree, stroked his beard and sighed softly, "Dezhen, over there in the Three Thousand Cities, if the Flowing Smoke Fairy can't resist the pressure of the Immortal Alliance, ......"

"I will stand up," Qiu Dezhen knew what Uncle Shi wanted to say, "On behalf of my Hidden Immortal Sect, on the bright side, I will officially form an alliance with the Three Thousand Cities." ”

"Good!" the old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. It is said that it is Haoran, and it is full of gloom. Although Lu Yue's calamity was bitter, it was not without gain. ”

Qiu Dezhen was speechless to his uncle, the little girl was blind again, even if the harvest was big, what was the use?

"You, you, you, a layman. The old man stood up and looked in the direction of the Three Thousand City, "Turn around, you go and tell the Flowing Smoke Fairy that the immortal fruit of Futu Peak this year, my Hidden Immortal Sect has increased the price by thirty percent, and it is all inclusive." ”

Is it so arrogant?

Chu Dezhen stroked his forehead, "Are you a fool when you smoke it?"

Futu Peak is Lu Yue's residence, and even he contributed a little light of merit to that girl, that is to say, the fruits of Futu Peak this year, more or less, will be affected by the light of merit.

That kind of immortal fruit will definitely have unimaginable benefits for peace of mind and dispelling demons.

Don't say that the price increase is 30%, that is, 50%, and the smoke fairy will definitely not agree.

Today is different from the past, the Three Thousand Cities are no longer the Three Thousand Cities that may collapse back then.

Su Liuyan is not bad for money.

"I see, you're a fool. The old man of the tree spirit looked disgusted, "The Hidden Immortal Sect has formed an alliance with the Three Thousand Cities, you say so, although Su Liuyan will not sell it, but she will definitely send some if she is thoughtful." ”

Qiu Dezhen: "......"

He now doubts his uncle, why can't he be in harmony with the Boundless Immortal Tree, it is obvious that his old man has too many eyes.

"Okay, the day after tomorrow!" Although he slandered his uncle, Qiu Dezhen was not awkward with the benefits, "The day after tomorrow, it is the tenth day, Lu Yue's place, the victory and defeat should have been divided, and the smoke fairy will be in a good mood by then." ”

……

A small square city not far from the Hidden Immortal Sect just came out of Tianyin Pavilion to win four and walked to the opposite teahouse.

His mood was very heavy, and many people had already confirmed that after opening the Heavenly Eye, he could see the orange-red light of merit and go in the direction of the Three Thousand City.

Today is the eighth day, and except for Lu Yue's fall in the Hidden Immortal Sect and his emotional out-of-control, there are no worse rumors.

In other words, Yin Zun's hasty devouring of her divine soul did not actually break her.

Instead, it may have fulfilled her.

When I think of the orange light described by so many people, there is a faint pain in the heart of Win Si.

In the Battle of the Vorttar River, how many people did they fall?

It's so unwilling.

"Elder!"

Yin Ye waved his hand, "What are you going to do next?"

"The enmity of the Wohe River will always be remembered in my heart. "Close the ban, and there is a strong killing intent in the eyes of the four winners, "Although it is inconvenient for us to do it, there are many unpleasant sights to see in the three thousand cities." ”

When the Smoke Fairy rescued Yan Jiajue, he kicked and broke his two ribs, and as a result, Elder Balai was able to fight back immediately, which shows that the protection has reached a certain level.

There are many people like this in the fairy world.

"What's going to happen?"

"Lu Yue seems to be in danger, but even if the Eight Lai of the Immortal Alliance is no longer tossed, it is too late now. ”

Ying Si showed an unfathomable smile, "I have already revealed the plan that the Immortal Alliance once wanted to seal Lu Yue. If Yun Rong and Shangguan Su knew, not to mention that their cooperation with the Immortal League would be terminated immediately, a big thorn would be planted in their hearts. ”

The slumber of the Yin Venerable is not good news for them.

The devouring ghosts are outside, and the more people they kill, the bigger the trouble, and the more profitable Yin Zun will be.

"Many people in the Three Thousand Cities don't rub sand in their eyes. Lu Yuecai made such a great contribution to the Immortal League, but as a result, people fell into the well in a blink of an eye......"

Win Sizui flashed a hint of ridicule, "Although the Smoke Fairy is powerful, although he takes care of the overall situation, Gu Lingze and Luo Xi'er may not be able to do it." ”

"Uh-huh, nice!"

Yin Ye looked at him and smiled.

……

Recently, there have been many people who have been paying attention to Tianyin.

600,000 years ago, the tragedy of the Five Elements Sect was put on the public notice board, and immediately after, the plan of the Immortal League Elder Balai to propose to seal Lu Yue was also said to have passed.

The so-called one stone stirs up a thousand waves!

All parties in the fairy world, the undercurrent is surging.

Why did Ba Lai propose to seal Lu Yue, in addition to the tragedy of the Five Elements Sect that year, Tang Shu also paid attention to the fact that some people said that his beloved grandson Yan Jiajue was kicked by the Smoke Fairy and broke two ribs.

Even she began to hate that Balai Elder, not to mention Shangguan Su, who guarded in front of Tianyin's order every day?

Lu Yue's situation is not good, in the past few days, she has also been suffering day and night, but she didn't expect that they were still working hard for the Xianmeng here, and when they turned their heads, they sold them.

She picked it on the spot.

"I'm sorry, I'm going home. ”