"You unrighteous and unsympathetic negative man!" Qingqing turned into a clear light and swooped down from the sky, impartial, and shouted at Xu Xuanzan through gritted teeth.

She saw Xu Xuanzan return to Bai Maonu's side early in the morning, and she was suspicious of Xu Xuanzan's sudden appearance. But after thinking about it, since he can be so vigilant, can't Bai Mao Nu still be aware of the many strange things in it? But seeing that Bai Mao Nu was still full of joy and didn't mention a word about the rest, he thought that his sister naturally had a sense of proportion, so he avoided it and left space for this love-hate entanglement and chaotic couple.

Now she was coming back to check the situation, but unexpectedly she ran into such a scene...... Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't beat the golden bowl in Xu Xuanzan's hand.

"You don't know what my sister is doing to you?" The soft and long hair combined with Xiao Xiao's heavenly wind scattered in all directions, holding a heavy and difficult sadness, Qingqing's lips sneered, and then he was ruthless, "Since you colluded with this thief monk and became embarrassed...... Then I will end you today, you don't have to blame me for Qingqing's ability to turn his face and not recognize people!" As he spoke, he flew up, holding a sharp sword tightly in his hand, and swept straight towards Xu Xuanzan's eyebrows.

Fahai, who was standing not far from Xu Xuanzan's side, saw such a situation, and hurriedly flicked his sleeves to block the silver snake dragon-like Qingfeng Sword in Qingqing's hand, and took advantage of the situation to protect Xu Xuanzan behind him.

With the change of electric light and flint, Qingqingfu saw the golden bowl held by Fahai in his palm. His thoughts suddenly turned, his eyes were quick, and he raised his sword to meet the golden bowl and grabbed the sword flower, intending to take the golden bowl and rescue the white slave who was detained inside.

But she didn't want to be in an instant that she hadn't touched at all, and she was suddenly hit back by the dissolving halo that suddenly emanated from the golden bowl's body. It was so abrupt, so abrupt that Qingqing didn't have time to dodge, her soft body bumped to the ground, she curled up, held her breath, and rolled on the ground.

From the temples to the eyebrows, forehead, and then to the brain, Qingqing only felt that his entire Heavenly Spirit Cover was as dull as if someone had violently lifted and torn it.

At that moment, it was as if thousands of sounds, thousands of scenes, and thousands of familiar and unfamiliar scenes of the old times were constantly intertwined and changed. In the present, in the depths of memory, in the depths of the heart, in the soul......

I don't know how long it took, but the sudden pain of wanting to live and die at the beginning had gradually subsided, and the ears and vision were calm and calm again, as if everything was just a dream. When the dream is awake and the dream is gone, everything is still the same, and nothing has happened......

The white warm sun rolled on the ground, bringing a touch of low-key gorgeousness that was not too thick, and because it was soaked in an inexplicable sad taste, I really felt a little displaced.

Qingqing unfolded her soft body curled up, lying flat on the ground, her eyes empty.

At the moment when Fang had just been burned by the golden light and had a headache on his skull, the dusty memory gate carried some rusty pig iron smell, and suddenly the totem rose and the tide surged.

The scenes of a thousand years ago suddenly flashed very quickly in Qingqing's mind...... Gradually, the memories gradually flattened, and the old clouds and smoke gradually became clear.

She remembered who she was, and she remembered the man who had foolishly thought she would never forget, who had made up his mind at the last moment of his life, and vowed never to meet again in the fire and water of the next life...... Yukun.

On that day, I followed Bai Mao Nu to flood the Golden Mountain, and I suddenly heard that Fahua Zhenren broke Fahai is Yukun, and Bai Mao Nu and Fahai seemed to have an intersection 1,700 years ago. At that time, Qingqing's heart also moved slightly, and the indescribable inexplicable feeling was very subtle, painful, and faint. Now that I have passed through the golden bowl, I suddenly remembered that I also had an intersection with them, and it was still a great intersection......

Qingqing is Rou Dai, the obedient, enchanting, ruthless and evil king of the Eastern Liao Kingdom, who is obsessed with madness and femme fatale.

At the moment when the truth was revealed and thousands of illusions returned to their original appearance, Qingqing suddenly felt ridiculous.

Everything is so ridiculous......?

With a thousand thoughts in her heart, she suddenly laughed, her eyes staring at the deepest sadness in the world, not only sadness: "In my previous life, the person I loved the most was Yukun, and the person I hated the most was Phantom, and in this life, the person I loved the most was my sister, and the person I hated the most was Fahai." "Low and slow, the eyes are misty, and the murmur is self-inflicted.

Crying, crying, obsessiveness, and obsession, in the final analysis, is just a joke......

Only in an instant, Qingqing Huo Ran woke up with excitement and seemed to have an understanding.

The stuffed stuff in her heart suddenly dissipated, and suddenly realized that everything was an illusion and an empty ...... Feeling affection, resentment, greed, hatred, inability to ask and can't let go, many things have no "phase" at all, and the so-called "phase" is nothing but the condensation of feelings born from different gatherings and dispersions, so that the human heart itself creates an empty "phase".

There is nothing in the first place, but what are you trying to keep it?!

Qingqing in this life, was originally a thousand years of green carp in the lower pool of the third bridge of Hangzhou West Lake, for the once-in-a-century leap dragon gate Jackie Chan and practice too urgently, so that he went mad, jumped over the dragon gate but did not turn into a dragon, but became a snake.

Water has a source, trees have roots, a hundred years ago she didn't know what she was attracted to, but she went to Qingcheng Mountain step by step...... It was because of the fate in her previous life, Qingcheng Mountain was her sad place.

At this moment when the truth was clear, Qingqing took this opportunity to investigate everything. Rou Dai has always been colored in the air, and after some heartache, Qingqing knows the sky in the color.

The front edge has been gone, all the fate is scattered, and suddenly I saw Qingqing lying on the ground suddenly a thousand golden lights burst out of thin air, brilliant, unstoppable, straight into the sky!

Everything was released in the clouds, and she suddenly turned into a mighty dragon with green scales and golden fins!

It turned out that a hundred years ago, when the dragon gate jumped, she did not fall into a snake form, but turned into a Jiao who was only one step away from the dragon. At the moment when Qingqing was now enlightened, he suddenly took off his body again and turned into a dragon to ascend to the immortal throne......

There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and death, and there is no old age and death. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain.

Looking at this special and rejoicing in the merits, Fahai slowly sank his eyes and folded his hands: "Amitabha." He recited this Buddha name in a low voice. This sentence alone contains all things.

The expression on his face was still indifferent, benevolent and humble. Just as Qingqing has never looked at him again since his memory was revived and turned into a dragon, Fahai's bodhichitta has no attachment, so there is no clutch pain, love and hatred that mortals should have.

Out of the small family, back to everyone, all living beings are themselves. The essence of "emptiness" is completely dissolved, the remnants are dissolved, the old dreams are sublimated, and everything is gradually extending along different paths to the final unsurprising greatness, unity, and return.