Chapter 14: Bonds
Suddenly, this dark space was dimly lit up by a layer of green light. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a thousand-year-old dryad in the empty abyss, and now the dryad has become a dry state. The tree, which should have been huge, shriveled like a normal tree.
"Hehe" the old dryad smiled miserably.
"You've come to this point. Do you really have the ability to send us up? Song Yuning glanced at the dryad with disdain and said coldly.
"That's nature, and I'll give you Nedan"
"Okay, deal," Song said.
"Song Immortals~! It's too dangerous. Why don't I go," Wei Zixie said nervously.
Song Xuning looked at Wei Zixie's beautiful and breathtaking face, and a few strands of black hair on his forehead were blown by the yin wind and fluttered in front of his eyebrows.
"Wei Zixie, I found that you are really good-looking." Song Yuning's body and mind suddenly reached out a little uncontrollably, and touched Wei Zi's cheek lightly.
Wei Zixie, who was still worried, was amused by Song Shanning's move, "Really? Do the Song immortals like it?"
"What do you say?"
"I know what Song Immortals think," Wei Zixie muttered, and the pair of seductive eyes looked at Song Xianning's gaze very provocatively.
"Wei Zixie, if this old tree demon really eats me, do you remember to kill him, take away his Neidan, take my body back, and wait for me to be reborn in Nanshan. You know? Gotta wait for me. Otherwise, I will be the first to kill you after I am reborn," Song Yuning has always acted steadily and calmly. It's also always about saying whatever comes to mind.
Wei Zixie was obviously a little difficult to accept Song Xining's mutation. lowered his head, his voice was mixed with a thick nasal voice, and he smiled: "Well, Song Tang, I'd rather I don't want to watch you die."
"Nonsense, of course I don't want to die, it's just in case" Song Taning said coldly.
"Have you thought about it" The old tree demon still understands the rules very well, and only reminded him when he saw that Song Shanning and Wei Zixie were chatting about the same.
Song Shanning didn't speak, but that look made the old tree demon a little scared, Song Shanning tied the red ribbon in his hand around his wrist, and said softly in Wei Zixie's ear, "Hold me tight." ”
Wei Zixie suddenly hugged Song Yuning in his arms. Soon Wei Zixie understood Song Chenning's intentions. After Song Yuning's soul went out of his body, he quickly floated in front of the old tree demon. The old dryad opened its black bottomless mouth.
Song Taning stretched out his left hand and shook it. A charming smile slipped across Wei Zixie's lips, and he glanced down at Song Xianning, who had long black hair spread out. Reach out and straighten up your long, messy hair.
"Do I know you?" The old dryad pondered
"Really? I don't know you," Wei Zi said with a wicked smile. The dark gaze grew sharper.
"Haha, maybe I'm really not good." The old dryad scoffed.
Wei Zixie conjured up a place of aura, and sat on the ground, letting Song Xuning in his arms cling to his throbbing chest.
Song Shanning, who entered the old tree demon's body, found that the surroundings were very pure, unmixed with any impurities, like a huge black hole, and there was no light at all. Song Yuning raised his left hand, and a rich purple-black ball of light immediately conjured up in his palm.
With the faint light emitted by the ball of light, Song Yuning finally saw the sprout of a green light that seemed to be about to dissipate. At this moment, Song Chenning, who was out of her body, was as light as a swallow and had a slight luck in coming to this bud.
It is a Bodhi seed. The old dryad's current form is really unrecognizable. But its prototype is by no means the linden tree. Although Song Taning had doubts in his heart. But it was carefully uprooted.
The budding fibrous root really had a long thorn, and Song Chenning was pierced by this thorn, and the bright red blood was absorbed by the fibrous root, and the dark and boundless place suddenly became a different scene.
Song Chenning's body was slowly surrounded by a light red mist, and under his feet was a sea of snow-white and fine flowers. There is a faint fragrance. As the line of sight fades away, the clear river meanders into the endless distance, the sound of the water murmurs, and the tall Bodhi trees that grow on the verge stand safely.
At this moment, a figure that was getting closer and closer suddenly appeared. A monk wearing a red robe walked over, and the monk's appearance was also very handsome. There was always a smile like a spring breeze on his lips, and his blue eyes were bright and clear.
The monk came to the Bodhi tree to meditate and rest, but as soon as he sat down, something seemed to be resting on him. He got up slightly, reached out and touched the thing, and found that it was a Bodhi tree seed.
The Bodhi is the most spiritual for Buddhist people, and the surface of this Bodhi in the monk's hand is covered with uniform black dots, and there is a concave circle in the middle, such as the stars supporting the moon, this is a rare seed, the monk can't help but sigh "What a beautiful seed"
Although the monk liked it, the things outside the body in the Buddha's forbidden place should not be kept, so he carefully put it aside. After meditating for a long time, I was about to leave, and after thinking about it, I unloaded one of the Buddhist doors in my hand and put it next to the Bodhi seed, saying, "A person will always be lonely."
Gradually, the back of the monk disappeared, and he came to see himself dressed in purple? Song Taning wondered, why did she come here? Why didn't she have any impression at all. Then Song Xining also sat down under the Bodhi tree.
Suddenly, she fell backwards and lay in the wonderland with her eyes squinted. I couldn't help but feel funny when I saw it, how could I still make such a move, this would be seen by the head and would definitely scold her for being indecent. I rested for a while.
When I turned my head and saw the Bodhi seed, I was curious to pick it up and take a look, but I didn't admire it like the monk. I just felt that this thing was so strange, and I was going to bring it back to everyone to see, so I wanted to take it away.
"Please, immortal, don't take me away." An ethereal voice rang out.
"You are?"
"I am the Bodhi in my hand, I am here to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and practice sincerely, every day like a Buddha begging, in that person to see the face"
Song Zhanning looked at her thoughtful appearance, and finally she put the Bodhi seed back in its place with a bitter but wordless expression, Song Zhanning looked at herself and deliberately broke her fingers, and the bright red snow fell on the Bodhi seed.
"Immortal, thank you," the voice sounded
"I just accidentally broke my finger, so how can I thank you? You're going to cultivate,"
After this Bodhi flower bloomed and fell for five seasons, a woman suddenly appeared under the Bodhi tree, her willow eyebrows were picturesque, her lips were pink, her goose egg-like face, and her graceful figure was matched with the moonlight clothes that swayed in the wind, since it was so moving.
At this time, the monk who appeared in Song Shanning slowly walked to the Bodhi tree, but ignored the woman beside him, just looked under the tree for a long time and sighed. As she was about to leave, the woman under the tree asked, "Master, but you're looking for this."
The monk looked into the palm of her hand. Since it was the Buddha bead that was as good as new, he was stunned in his heart and said, "Amitabha, dare to ask the female donor, where did this Buddha bead come from?" ”
"Don't hide it from the master, this Buddha bead was accidentally discovered by me when I was resting here one day. If you feel good-looking, you can collect it," the woman's voice was crisp and ethereal, and it was very comfortable to listen to.
"Amitabha, there are karma twice at this time, since the female donor is fortunate enough to learn about this Buddha bead, she will be able to collect it, but the poor monk wants to ask, the female donor, have you ever seen a Bodhi next to the Buddha bead." Monk Dao.
"Yes, if the master wants to know, he must tell me your Dharma name."
"Amitabha, poor monk Dharma name: don't read" The monk's hands were merged, and the string of Buddhist beads seen by his hands also swayed back and forth because of his movements.
"I ate that bodhi seed. Master, if you want to, you'll have to take me away," the woman said with a smile.
Song Shanning smiled on the side and thought secretly: This woman really underestimated the people of Buddhism.
"The female master is really joking, since this is the case, the poor monk will retire," Bei Nian said and recited the mantra of purifying his heart without looking back. The woman also silently followed behind Benian.
Always keep a distance that is neither far nor close.