Chapter Seventy-Seven: Coming!
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A female Taoist priest walked into the Taoist hall, knelt down to Zhen Yuanzi, who was practicing in the hall, and then said respectfully: "Master." ”
With his back to the female Taoist, Zhen Yuanzi did not look back: "How is the matter?" ”
"As the master expected, Qingfeng has left Guanzhong, and with her, Mingyue has also left."
"The kid...... If it weren't for Mingyue, I really wouldn't worry about letting her leave alone. ”
With Zhen Yuanzi's light sigh, the female Taoist priest was puzzled: "Master, why do you want to specially explain the Void Fire Formation to Qingfeng, so that she can understand the suffering of that mortal?" There is also the fact that Qingfeng will sneak away from the view, now that he knows, why let her leave, and let the senior sister secretly follow? ”
"I just don't want her to owe too much, and I just want her to stop making mistakes."
Staring at the empty wall, with only the words heaven and earth pasted, Zhen Yuanzi said in a low voice: "It's just a meeting in Pingshui." But the mortal not only gave the ginseng fruit to Qingfeng, but also allowed Qingfeng to be naughty when he suffered a lot in the Void Fire Formation. ”
"Qingfeng's child's heart is pure, and when people are good to her, she is very good to people. If the thirty-day period arrives, or if the mortal dies in the battle in a few days, Qingfeng will know the truth, and regret will destroy her Dao heart. In this way, it is better to let her know the truth as soon as possible and avoid falling deeper. ”
"Master wise." Kowtowing respectfully, the female Taoist priest still had questions: "Isn't there a better way?" ”
"Let Tang Seng go?" Zhen Yuanzi shook his head: "There is cause and effect, this is the way of heaven." Sun Wukong stole the ginseng fruit is the reason, Tang Seng is willing to suffer 30 days of vain fire and no life to prove that he is qualified to use his life to resist six ginseng fruits, and then die, this is the fruit. This is karma, and it is also Tang Seng's own promise, how can the poor road be changed indiscriminately? ”
After being silent for a while, Zhen Yuanzi said again: "Actually, it's not impossible to change, but it's a pity that Tang Seng himself refused to live." ”
“……?” The female Taoist priest's expression moved, and she couldn't help asking, "What's the explanation?" ”
did not hide it, Zhen Yuanzi sighed and said: "I wanted to accept Tang Seng as a disciple and teach him Taoism. This move can not only preserve the Dao heart of Qingfeng, but also eliminate the cause and effect (it doesn't matter if you become your own person), but Tang Seng refused. ”
Thinking of Tang Seng's sentence "I don't have to learn anything", Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but shake his head secretly and reprimanded: "Stupid! ”
didn't hear Zhen Yuanzi's reprimand, and the female Taoist priest who learned that Tang Seng was going to die sighed: "It's a pity." With the body of a mortal, he can bear the suffering of fifteen days of vain fire and lifelessness, and if he cultivates the Tao, he must be a heavenly immortal...... No, maybe it could be more doable. ”
(Excluding the specifications of Sanqing, Shizun Rulai, and Heavenly Emperor, there are slightly lower, roughly - just a rough level: heaven and earth, gods, people, and ghosts.) )
His eyes flashed, subtle emotions appeared, and Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting on the mat, turned around and looked at the female Taoist, without smiling or angry, and his expression was as cold as ever: "You seem to value that Tang Seng very much." ”
"It's not about it, it's just about admiration. That Tang Seng is a mortal, but he can't help but endure the pain that the apprentice of the earth immortal can't help but suffer, but he has complained of pain for as long as fifteen days, which is really admirable. Knowing that her master is not the kind of person who is bound to small sections, the female Taoist priest smiled: "And it's not just a disciple, and the same is true of the teachers and sisters." ”
"Yes, it's a pity......" Ben still had some thoughts, but after Tang Seng refused to learn the Tao and was sure that he would die, Zhen Yuanzi had no more thoughts. She came back to her senses, then closed her eyes: "Retreat." ”
"Whoa."
……
In a flash, another fifteen days passed.
The enchantment dissipated, the false fire subsided, and the ten thousand swords dissolved, and after a month, Tang Seng finally saw the light of day.
Looking at Tang Seng who was sitting on the ground, hanging his head and not moving, a female Taoist priest was outstanding, with a complicated look on her face, and then said: "The thirty-day period has passed, Tang Seng, you can get up." ”
In the clear sound of shackles colliding, Tang Seng got up with difficulty, and the cool wind came, blowing away the long hair that covered him. Revealing his pale cheeks that looked like a dead man, he shook his body with his eyes closed and took a step forward, Tang Seng laughed and hoarsely voiced: "Finally, is it going to be over?" ”
Another female Taoist priest stepped forward, her face full of admiration: "Thirty days have passed, and after the tribulation of vain fire and lifelessness, you have proved that even if you are a mortal, you are qualified to make up for the mistakes you have made in vain. ”
"It's really hard to prove that." Fifteen days without food or drink, thirty days of heart-wrenching pain, Tang Seng's body was already on the verge of collapse, and he shook this body again and took a step, the feeling of weakness and weakness filled the whole body, Tang Seng's legs were weak, and he knelt on one knee on the ground.
Not wanting to struggle to get up, he lowered his head and whispered, "Do it." What about the woman? Isn't it you, you're the one who sent me on my way? ”
They all glanced at Tang Seng, and the female Taoist priests looked at each other, and then two of them said, "The master is at the top of the mountain, she is waiting for you there." ”
"The top of the mountain? She can really find something for me to do. ”
With a low sigh, he had to get up again with difficulty, Tang Seng took one step after another, as if he was about to fall down at any time, and staggered towards the top of the mountain.
A female Taoist priest couldn't bear to see this: "The mountain road is rugged, why don't you let me take you up?" ”
"Thank you for your kindness, but you are not blind, and you won't fall down without reaching the top of the mountain." Tang Seng smiled happily: "And it's been so long, you should give me some time to breathe in the fresh air in the mountains." ”
Everyone was silent, no one said that they wanted to help Tang Seng, they all watched the emaciated and swaying figure go away with admiration, until he disappeared into the mountain road.
……
The top of the mountain is not far away, and the distance is about 100 feet. But it was this distance, but it took Tang Seng half an hour to walk through.
"You're here."
Finally came to the top of the mountain, Tang Seng groped his way to Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing alone on the edge of the cliff looking at the scenery of Wanshou Mountain, stretched out his feet and nodded, and determined that the distance of the cliff was correct, and he sat cross-legged beside Zhen Yuanzi.
The wind at the top of the mountain was very strong, not only blowing Tang Seng's already scattered long hair even more messy, but also blowing the hat he carried around his neck into the air, and then broke away and rolled away in the air.
A seat of green silk fluttering over the waist, looking at the hat that turned into a small dot and then disappeared, Zhen Yuanzi stretched out his hand, and then his hand crossed the space, took the hat in his hand, and then threw it at will, so that it returned to Tang Seng's head: "Poor Dao waited for half an hour, you ...... It's too slow. ”
Raising his hand to take off the hat and put it beside him so that he could continue to accept the breeze, Tang Seng complained: "It's you yourself who is troublesome, why do you still blame me?" If I don't make it to tomorrow, or if I fall down the mountain, I'm worthy of you. ”
As he spoke, Tang Seng stretched out a finger, licked it, and then erected it in mid-air, feeling the coolness brought by the wind blowing through his fingers, he nodded solemnly: "Well, Dongfeng." ”
For Tang Seng's indifference at this time, the corners of Zhen Yuanzi's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he didn't know whether to be funny or how: "Are you always so optimistic?" ”
"This is the attitude of life, after all, depression can't change anything, so isn't it good to be optimistic?"
Not at all like the person who has been tortured by pain for thirty days and knows that he is going to die next, Tang Seng withdrew his hand and smiled happily: "Woman, your vision is good, the scenery of this place is very good." ”
The corners of Zhen Yuanzi's lips pursed, and at the same time raised his eyebrows, and for the first time since Tang Seng arrived, he changed his posture and looked sideways at him: "Can you see it?" ”
"The eyes are blind, but the heart is not blind." Holding his right hand on his chest, Tang Seng raised his head, his closed eyes met Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, the corners of his lips raised, and he smiled: "Haven't you already said it?" ”
“…… Unfortunately, you should learn from the poor Tao. Looking at Tang Seng's free and easy attitude, a trace of regret floated through Zhen Yuanzi's eyes.
"There's nothing to worry about, because you can't teach me anything."
“…… Arrogant! ”
"Whatever you say, I don't care anyway." Yawning lazily, Tang Seng turned his head sideways: "Hurry up, I'm over, I'm about to be unable to hold on......"
"It's a pity." With such a sentence again, Zhen Yuanzi's right hand stretched out to the sword behind her waist, her slender and flawless five fingers spread out to hold the hilt of the sword, and her voice instantly became cold: "Do you have anything to say?" ”
"Well...... this" After thinking for a few breaths, Tang Seng smiled and nodded: "I'm a little troublesome for you, tell her when Xiao Qingfeng comes back, I didn't wait for her when I missed the appointment." Also, let her not cry at every turn. ”
Tang Seng sighed: "Uncle Ben likes to laugh, and he can't see others crying." ”
"As you wish." The cold texture in the words cut the ice and snow, Zhen Yuanzi drew his sword, and then ......
-- The wind is howling, the sand is flying, the clouds are thick, and the lightning and thunder are roaring. Visions of rage approached rapidly from afar. Faster than lightning, a slender white shadow broke through the dark clouds, and from a distance, he saw Tang Seng who was imprisoned by shackles on the mountain cliff and Zhen Yuanzi who was about to stab with a sword, and the figure let out a long and sad voice.
- "Roar!! (Beloved!! )
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