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As for the people who are watching from the sidelines now, they are all nervous, worried in their hearts whether Forgetfulness can resist the banner and win this crucial battle. But the most sorrowful thing is not the monks of Longyin Temple, but the purple bamboo of Hongyinmen.

Zizhu himself didn't know why, looking at the forgetfulness of the fight on the field, there was always a deadly depression in his heart. She doesn't know when this monk was engraved in her heart like a brand.

At this moment, looking at the forgetfulness of sorrow on the side, she could no longer control the throbbing in her heart. As soon as her people stepped on Zhu Aya, a few flew in front of him. He said softly, "Senior brother, I'll help you."

Vanity was stunned, turned his head to look at this junior sister who seemed to be a childhood sweetheart, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, junior sister, don't make trouble, leave quickly." ”

When Zizhu heard this, he was annoyed and said angrily: "Why am I messing around? Is it only allowed for you to support heroes and heroes, and I am not allowed to be a female woman Zizhu."

Forget a helpless sigh, although he has always been obedient to Zizhu before, but this time he will definitely not let go, nor will he agree, after all, the sword has no eyes, and he doesn't want her to come over and take risks for this beast that has no humanity between the two clans. So I could only persuade each other with good words: "Senior sister, senior brother can promise you anything, but this time you have to listen to me." This Titan clan is infinitely powerful, and it is by no means a good man and a woman, you are obedient and go to my uncle's side."

One word of love, it is not clear, and the way is not clear.

You say that it has never been, it is a fantasy of people when they are lonely, but it seems to be suppressed in the heart, and it seems to linger in the heart. Even if you want to dispel, it won't shift with your heart.

In Zizhu's heart, she doesn't know if the forgetfulness is the love of brother and sister, or a trace of ignorance in the quiet heart. In short, deep down in her heart, she didn't want him to have an accident, and she didn't want him to be helpless in the face of danger alone. Even if it is death, she hopes to be able to accompany him and accompany him until the end of her life.

At this moment, hearing his stern refusal in her ears, Zizhu sighed and whispered: "Senior brother, you said that facing the Titan clan is extremely dangerous, so do you think I can stand aside and watch indifferent?" Have you forgotten that when you were a child, you promised me that even if you were enemies with all the stars, you would take me through all the thorns and thorns and break out of a vast world? ”

Forgetful for a moment, he was a little overwhelmed for a while in the face of this almost naked confession. I could only fold my hands and silently recite Buddhist scriptures.

In this way, after a while, he stabilized his mind and said softly: "Senior sister, those are all the words of the family when I was a child, and I can't take it seriously." I'm a monk now, the six roots are pure, and everything that used to be is going to pass away and dissipate with the wind."

Saying that, is it just that his heart can really be spotless and forget all right and wrong?

He asked himself? The answer is obvious, he can't.

Under Zizhu's telling, his thoughts slowly returned to his childhood, when he and Zizhu were in the same small village called Mache Village, with a population of only nearly 100 people. There is not much strife, there are no too insidious tricks, there is just an ordinary, peaceful life.

Zizhu's home is on the opposite side of Forgetfulness, and for this brother, who is two years older than him, he always gives her a feeling of warmth and peace. This also makes her almost dependent on him since she was a child.

He still clearly remembers one time, when Xiao Zizhu, who was still five years old at the time, held Xiao Xiang's cheeks and asked him: "Senior Brother Forget, what dreams do you have when you grow up?"

He thought about the seven-year-old forgetfulness for a long time, and suddenly raised his head, looked at the endless starry sky, and said with a hint of hope: "I want to be a great monk."

Xiao Zizhu was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Aren't mortals good?" Why become a monk? ”

Hope smiled faintly and said, "Only by becoming a monk can I better protect my father and mother, and I can better protect you."

Just this sentence echoed in Xiao Zizhu's heart for a long time, and at the same time, from that moment on, something called affection was buried in her heart, and it was slowly growing.

The two of them were lucky and unlucky, and it happened that the elders of Longyin Temple and Hongyinmen passed through this small village at that time. And they happened to see these two little guys carved in pink, and they immediately moved their hearts, and after investigation, they found that the foundation of the two of them was quite good, so they moved the heart of accepting apprentices.

This was good news for the forgetfulness of wanting to become a monk at the time. It's just that when he was young, he didn't know what a monk was and what the six roots were pure.

In this way, the two embarked on very different paths.

A hundred years have passed quietly, although the two lovers still often get together. But there seems to be a slight gap in their hearts, and the alliance of the past is gradually fading.

Zizhu is still the Zizhu of the past, and the forgetfulness is no longer the original forgetfulness, although he knows that she has affection for him. In his heart, he also missed her, but the reincarnation of fate finally performed a unique joke.

He is already a monk, a monk, and he can no longer accommodate her affection, her love. Even if they have affection for each other and love for each other, it's just that he, a person with six pure roots, is no longer worthy to talk about these things.

His mind was still slowly recalling, and he suddenly heard a voice full of sadness in his ears, and said, "Senior brother, do you really want to be so ruthless?" Do you know why I joined the Red Sound Gate? I just heard that you want to cultivate immortals, so I will also let myself cultivate immortals, at least in this way, I can be closer to you, otherwise I am a girl, it is better to weave cloth and cook freely, why bother to cultivate. But after waiting for a hundred years, I was still teased by fate. How can you make me willing? ”

As soon as she said this, it was like a dragon surging into the sea, rippling with ripples, fermenting in the heart of forgetfulness, while facing the childhood sweethearts who grew up together since childhood, who were not afraid of hardships and swore to die, and at this moment deeply poured out a trace of thought in his heart. On the one hand, there are six pure, desireless and unwanted moral bottom lines in the face of the teacher.

All of a sudden, his heart was full of flavors. There is not only a little inexplicable touching, but also a little joy suppressed in the depths of the soul, a little pain in the struggle, and a little confusion about the way forward.

At this time, he could only ask himself in the bottom of his heart, how should he choose!

"Fate, luck! Everything comes from the heart, from time, forgetfulness, don't want to be in the picture. I just want to ask you, who stipulates that monks can't be sentient? Who told you that a monk should be lonely and lonely for the rest of his life? ”

Just as he was struggling inwardly, not knowing what to do, and his face was confused, a clear voice came from his ear, which seemed to guide him to the light.

However, for a traditional monk disciple, these words were not enough to convince him. Even deep down, there was a faint voice telling him that it was wrong and immoral.

He raised his head, glanced at the speaker in a daze, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, as a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, shouldn't he have six pure roots and have no desires in his heart?" Throughout the ages, have you heard of a Buddhist disciple who married a wife and had children, and was entangled in the world's penny"?

Ling Yun looked up to the sky and smiled, and said with disdain in his eyes: "Those were brainwashed by a group of hypocrites to bring Buddhism to such a point." If you really have no desires, why did they let you come here? If the monks who have attained the Tao are all pure, they should not establish a sect in the earthly world, let alone the appearance of Longyin Temple. If you forget that you are indifferent in your heart, you will not have any hesitation under Zizhu's words. If you forget that there is no quarrel, why should you help the Monks Alliance fight against the enemy. If you are ruthless in your heart, what is the difference between you and the beasts of the Spirit Race and the Desire Race?

At this point, he paused for a moment, and after a moment, he sighed and continued: "If you have a Buddha in your heart, you will regard everyone as a Buddha. It has nothing to do with the six pure roots, no desires and no desires. Monks can also pursue their own happiness."

Forget for a moment, although there is still a trace of resistance in the heart, it is far less intense than the beginning. He wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find any words to refute it.

He calmed down and thought about it carefully, these words that reversed yin and yang, and were rebellious, had never been mentioned by the elders in the door before, and he didn't dare to think about it. Now being said by Ling Yun, a crazy monk, has caused waves in the depths of his soul, and they have lingered for a long time.

"Interesting, funny! Originally, I wanted to see this wonderful show again. It's a pity that it's not early. I'll settle your pair of bitter mandarin ducks as soon as possible, so as not to suffer from each other."

Just when Forgetfulness and Zizhu were still immersed in the whirlpool of their feelings and couldn't extricate themselves, they forgot that the continuous battle was still going on, and whether they could escape this catastrophe was still two words.

Hearing the voice in their ears, both of them were stunned. Maybe it's because you can't stand the emotional setbacks, maybe it's because you accept the arrangement of fate, or maybe you feel that since you can't live together, it's also a relief to die together. Zizhu shook Zhu Aya, and suddenly launched a full blow.

In an instant, Zhu Aya moved in the sky, transforming into thousands of ribbons from all directions towards Hafnium, forming a ten-sided ambush.

Only when people have dreams can they create hope.

Only when there is hope in the heart can we laugh at life.

It's just that at this time, Zizhu's face was dead and gray. There is no previous high spirit, and the smile on his face has disappeared with the disappointment in his heart, and some of them are tightly determined to die.

The heart is dead, there is no hope, what is the purpose of life?