Chapter 177: Sweet

Wu Ru didn't stay in Danfeng, but she didn't look back at Chafeng either. The cold sword qi of the first cha peak www.biquge.info was too sharp and strong, and her current body couldn't stand it at all.

Standing on a deserted mountain peak not far from Danfeng, looking far away, although there is no spiritual vein, it is also a good place to go.

"Would you like to live here?" Jin Wuyuan didn't know when he came to her side, and when he followed her gaze, he saw that among the many mountain peaks, this peak scenery was the most beautiful.

But for the monks, a place without a spiritual vein is useless, so the place is also deserted.

Wu Ru didn't hide it, her eyes were calm and restrained, her white hair and dark clothes, with a certain charm that people couldn't say, said: "Well, I want to live here, and I bother my grandfather to move the palace on Shousha Peak." ”

Such a request was nothing to Jin Wuyuan, who loved his granddaughter, and after he nodded and agreed, he flew to Shousha Peak in a hurry.

Seeing Jin Wuyuan leave, Wu Ru looked at the stone tablet beside him.

There is nothing written on the stele, which also means that the mountain peak here is ownerless.

She paused, looked around, and finally picked up a sharp stone and slowly bent down.

Shousha Peak is just like me once was, with a sword blade and an unstoppable edge.

When the expedition has been completed, all that remains is how to control the situation laid down by the world. Being able to fight is nothing, and being able to hold it forever is ability.

The sharpness is gone, as if it is no longer suitable to fight after expanding the territory, then--let it be silent.

When Wu Ru stood up, the two big characters 'Qiyuan' appeared on the stone tablet with an ethereal and uncatchable aura.

"From now on, this place will be called Yuanfeng." Mai Ru put her hand on the stone tablet, and her long hair like the moon was blown by the wind.

Looking at the two words Qiyuan, Wu Ru's eyes were filled with faint ripples, and layers of mystical aura appeared all over her body, without waves and traces, and it was unfathomable.

Zhenxia starts from the beginning, and all things go back and forth, endlessly.

After Jin Wuyuan moved the palace and came here, he noticed the handwriting on the stele at first sight.

It's not that the handwriting is good, but it's the most eye-catching.

It's like when you come to the Sword Dao Sect, the first thing you notice is the sword peaks in the void that exude a cold aura. Because it was all the aura of the Dao that overflowed from the disciples' perennial cultivation.

And this two characters are obviously just the most superficial carving, but at a glance, it makes people feel that their souls are throbbing.

There is no trace of the avenue, and the origin of Zhenxia.

Heavenly personnel are always in a constant cycle of bad and circular.

"Good!" Jin Wuyuan couldn't help but clap his hands in praise, and when he looked at Wu Ru yes, his eyes were filled with relief and appreciation: "I knew how my granddaughter could be so silent." ”

Wu Ru bent the corners of her lips, looking at the person in front of her who loved her with all her heart, she had regained her original youthful appearance, and her gray hair had changed to a crow's feather black. But she can't forget the appearance of this old man who protects herself without hesitation, and she can't forget the eyes that look at her warmly and lovingly at all times.

Lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

"Grandfather, the palace is called the Hall of Eternal Life, how about it?" Wu said softly.

A hint of gloom flashed in Jin Wuyuan's eyes, and then he smiled: "It's very good, it's good if you like it." ”

Immortals, monks are always fighting against heaven and earth.

Everyone wants to live with heaven and earth, and with the sun and moon, but there are a few people who can do it throughout the ages. Now, if the immortal fate is broken because of the elimination of immortal bones, the word immortality is even more delusional.

Wanting to live forever sounds like a dream that can never be realized.

Wuru didn't know what her grandfather was thinking, she just looked at her grandfather calmly, her white hair fluttering, and the cold and cold in her phoenix eyes disappeared completely, leaving only a peaceful dust detachment.

But Jin Wuyuan would rather her be as usual, her eyebrows condensed with frost that would not melt for thousands of years.

At least the granddaughter still has a trace of emotion, but now, he can't see anything.

Jin Wuyuan felt a pain in his heart, smiled reluctantly, and suddenly asked, "I heard Feng'er say that Elder Chu left you alone, is there anything wrong with your body?" ”

Wu Ru shook her head and replied softly, "No, grandfather doesn't have to worry." ”

How could Jin Wuyuan not be worried, from the moment his granddaughter woke up and reappeared in front of him, no one really let go of her.

Silence spread between the two, and after a long time, Jin Wuyuan sighed and asked, "If so, have you ever regretted it?" ”

Wu Ru smiled slightly, not as proud and cold as she once was, but the calm and quiet voice could still hear the stubbornness of the past: "In life, there are countless choices. I did what I chose, I chose and I accepted it, even if I didn't recover that day and died on the spot, I was willing to do it. ”

Jin Wuyuan smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "If these words are heard by those people in the Buddhist Sect, I am afraid that they will set off another storm and scold you for not repenting." ”

Wu Ru walked past him towards the mountain, and said as she went: "How can they be virtuous!" The mockery in his tone was unusually clear.

Those people are more self-righteous except for being older and cultivating higher, and for her, they are just divided into easy to use and not to use chess pieces.

And under the other piece of Xinghan, since the Sword Dao Sect closed the mountain gate and prohibited entry and exit two months ago, the Taiyi Immortal Sect and the Buddha Sect have torn apart.

All the Buddhist cultivators in the Taiyi Immortal Sect suffered a devastating blow, all the monks' dantian was shattered, the spiritual roots were abolished, and very few died due to accidents. But if it is abolished, it is better to die than to be repaired.

Liu Yunzhi was taken back to the sect by Elder Ying Ze Taishang to recuperate from his injuries and then drifted away, and no one knew his traces and news. And Bai Xuan inherited Liu Yunzhi's position after Liu Yunzhi left and became the master of the younger generation.

He led his disciples to eradicate the branches of Buddhism one after another, and abolished the monks one after another, but every time he encountered Wuchen, he did not fight, nor did he hurt his life, but only abolished all the monks who came with him, and would not let anyone escape.

In just such two months, even if the monks who go to hell with Pudu sentient beings, I don't go to hell, they can't help but feel resentment and hatred, and Wuchen's position in the Buddha sect is very embarrassing for a while.

Han Rulin is the most popular one among the senior brothers in the sect, he died at the hands of the Buddha Sect, so that countless people hate to death, coupled with the sect master's edict, so the disciples have thrown themselves into Bai Xuan's hands, fighting everywhere and the Buddha Sect can't get by, trying to kill all the people of the Buddha Sect.

The two sides have been fighting for a long time, and there have been casualties whether intentionally or unintentionally, and if they accumulate over time, this grudge will not be resolved.

Standing outside the Hall of Eternal Life, dancing like a dark color of wide clothes and wide sleeves hunting by the wind, she looked at the sky, the smile on her lips was indifferent and cold, she muttered to herself: "Tao cultivation is not pure, Buddha cultivation is not compassionate." This world is really ridiculous. ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the Hall of Eternal Life step by step, and the door of the hall behind him slowly closed. (To be continued.) )