Seeing her say this, Demon Zhan didn't want to say anything, thought about it, and said: "By the way, in a few days, Fuxian Bodhisattva will go to Guangming Mountain to give a lecture, and the immortals of the four seas will go there. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the golden prayer note in his palm condensed and handed it over respectfully.

She reached out and took it, looking down at the invitation on the prayer post.

Demon Zhan persuaded: "By the way, a few days ago, the Venerable Lord was seriously ill, and the Quartet Heavenly God came to visit, and it is a pity that I didn't get to see the Venerable Lord. ”

She quietly retracted her thoughts, and the demon war tried her best to arrange it for her, because she was afraid that she would not be able to figure it out if she stayed alone for a long time, and she would become ill, so she arranged this one play after another, if she refuted his kindness, it would inevitably make people worry.

"I'm interested in the Buddhist scriptures. She took the prayer and said.

Only then did Mo Zhan breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Then the subordinates will arrange it and find a few clever people to accompany the lord to Guangming Mountain." ”

She said, "No need, I'm used to being alone, and I don't need to send someone to follow me." ”

Demon Zhan commanded: "Yes, the last general understands." ”

In the afternoon, Tiangui Mountain, the disciples in the Yexi hall left one after another, the debate ended, the disciples in the hall left, and finally he was left alone to sit alone, the incense burner next to his fingers curled incense, in the light and shadow, his handsome face was angular, but his stunning face was as cold as thin ice.

The mind has never been able to be calm, he doesn't know what is wrong with him, the more he wants to figure out the root of this unrest, the more restless his heart is, he should be robbed of the gods It has been a long time, he has been on the mountain for a long time, he should cut off the seven emotions and six grains, so when he made a bet with the emperor, he would go to the mortal world without any scruples, but it was just a dream in the fleet, but now, his heart seems to have been shattered by a pool of tranquility, and he can no longer be at peace.

"Emperor. ”

He was thinking about it when the sound of swaying sounded in his ears.

He woke up from the fugue, opened his eyes, and was dressed in a white dress in front of him, with a pair of beautiful eyes sparkling and graceful, looking at him affectionately, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Emperor, Fuyao brought your favorite frost velvet cake, do you want to taste it?"

He asked in an indifferent voice, "Who allowed you in?"

Fuyao's face changed suddenly, but he forced a smile and said, "I saw that they had left, and I thought that the lecture was over, so I came in."

He interrupted her and said, "Who allowed you in?"

The cold words blocked the rest of her words, she couldn't laugh anymore, she looked at him with a pale face, her lips trembled slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "You don't want to see me like this"

He raised his eyes coldly, and his cold gaze fell on hers.

Seeing his gaze, she immediately understood that he was serious.

She then knelt down and bowed her head: "Fuyao trespassed into the main hall, it is Fuyao's fault, please ask the emperor to surrender." ”

He looked at her kneeling on the ground expressionlessly, and left without saying a word.

Seeing him leaving, Fuyao hurriedly got up and chased after him, and shouted in pain: "Emperor Zun, don't you want to say anything to me Why is it that the mortal world is only a few hundred years, why have you changed your heart, you can't treat me like this." ”

Yexi, who had already walked to the door, stopped, turned to look back at her, but her eyes were still cold, and said: "I forgot that Yexi's heart will never move, let alone fall in love with others, I have never had any agreement with you, how can I change my heart and say that it is you, as the mother of Fuyao Mountain, when did you become like a mortal, which is annoying." ”

(Markor Literature-)