Chapter Eighty-Nine: Willing to Ask
Sun Qingshang: "Then did you steal it?" β
Dharma Throne: "I almost succeeded, but unfortunately I was seriously injured by the priest who rushed to reinforce me. β
"This Si Law Divine Monarch is really unreasonable, unsophisticated, and unreasonable...... Sun Qingshang clenched his fists indignantly. When I looked back, I saw the stunned Dharma Seat, looking at her incredulously.
ββ¦β¦ What's wrong? Sun Qingshang touched his face and wondered: "Is there anything wrong with what I said?" Thinking of Shen Mengyun's words again, he faintly felt that something was appropriate.
"I didn't ...... No. His tongue was knotted, and he looked at her with a complicated expression.
Sun Qingshang: "Do you still know something?" β
"I didn't ...... No. The throne bowed his head and said no more. It seems that she does not know her background; That is, it is not known what happened back then.
Then I really don't need to tell her, there must be a lot of things, and I am also involved.
"Where are we going now?" The throne changed the subject.
"Go to the spirit world." Sun Qingshang's voice was obviously lost.
They had no choice but to go to the spirit world, and only the three saints could find a way to save their lives.
Thinking like this, Dharma Throne finally couldn't help but remind, "It's okay to go to the spirit realm, but we have to find a way to stop the bleeding first." Then temporarily seal their own practice. Being stabbed by the black Pixiu sword, it's not fun. β
Sun Qingshang: "Black Pixiu? You mean Qian Baihui's sword? β
"Yes." The throne hooked his head and glanced at her back. It seems that she was reincarnated and doesn't remember anything. He sighed and said slowly, "That's a sword from hell. Extremely ruthless. Whether it's humans, demons, or elves, they will all be wiped out. There are no bones left, and the soul is gone. I saw Sun Qingshang turn around. Look at him suspiciously.
His eyes were a little sluggish, and his voice was like a twilight bell. continued: "And the immortals, because their souls are not controlled by hell, do not die;
But it will also be cultivated, and it will pass away like blood......"
"You're not dead, and I'm not dead." Sun Qingsheng's expression was solemn, and his brows were tightly locked. "Why?" he asked. β
Dharma Seat: "I, the Buddha of the Upper Realm, have fallen into the path of demons. Although the immortal books are removed, the immortal bones are not removed. β
"What about me......" After Sun Qingshang finished asking, he stared at the green mountains flying under his feet. No more speech.
Dharma Throne muttered, "I don't know ......"
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Purple Jade Palace.
The hall was full of people.
Next to the table and chair of Limu, Sun Qingshang took the "Ning Bao Elixir" handed by Elder Shengyuan, swallowed it with boiled water.
Looking at the thick gauze tied by Qiye on his calf, he smiled helplessly. He grabbed Elder Shengyuan's arm and shook it, and begged again, "Master, can you save him?" Can you also give him a 'Ning Bao Elixir'? β
This Ning Bao elixir is said to be able to condense the mana of spirits, demons, and immortals without leaking out.
"Let go. Let goβ" Elder Shengyuan flicked off his sleeves and patted viciously. He rebuked: "He is full of evil, why should you save him?" How dare you bring him to the spirit realm, and you become more and more daring. Hurry up and get him out of the spirit realm. β
Looking at the Dharma seat, which has been lying on the bluestone floor for a long time. His face was pale from excessive blood loss; Probably because of the passage of mana, he had fallen into a coma.
"Masterβ" Sun Qingshang grabbed his arm. Muru pleaded. "Master, you said it. Cultivating immortals is nothing more than cultivating the mind, cultivating virtue, and cultivating good deeds......
We can't die without help, Masterβno matter what wrong things he's done before. People are not saints. Master, as long as he is willing to repent and reform himself. We should give him a chance. β
Elder Shengyuan: "Do you want to follow the example of Mr. Dongguo and the wolf?" Besides, he has been compiled by the Heavenly Court for many years. Aren't you taking him in now against the heavenly court?
Do you want to die? β
Elder Shengyuan poked Sun Qingsheng's forehead vigorously, and his muscles jumped violently.
Sun Qingshang stumbled, stood unsteadily, and simply knelt down with a "tom". "Master, I don't know what kind of mistakes he made in the past. Maybe it's understandable that Heavenly Court wants to take him?
Besides, master, even if there is a mistake, it will not lead to death. When he's ready, won't you just hand him over to Heavenly Court? β
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After a long time, Elder Shengyuan waved his hand towards Qiye and said, "Go and get another 'Ning Bao Immortal Elixir' to protect his mana." Then help him stop the bleeding. β
"Thank you, master." Sun Qingshang jumped over happily. Hold on to his old man. Go to the backyard of the Zixiao Jade Palace. As he walked, he said, "Master, I saw Senior Brother Shen Mengyun." β
Sheng Yuan's face was slightly pale, and when he heard this, he immediately shook off her hand again and scolded angrily: "Who is your senior brother?" I told you, do you have a big brother? β
"I didn't ...... No. Sun Qingshang rushed over and continued to hold his old man step by step.
"Where is he?" After a long time, Sheng Yuan asked angrily.
"On the shores of Mingli Lake, master." Sun Qingshang cautiously observed his old man's face. Respectfully replied.
This old man's temper has been getting worse and worse lately.
Menopause. Well! Sun Qingshang comforted herself in her heart.
"On the shore of Mingli Lake? Is there anything special? Why can't I figure it out? Elder Sheng Yuan turned around, and for some reason, Sun Qingshang felt as if he had aged several years at once. The hair is getting grayer......
"What about youβ"
"Oh, master, I don't know what's so special. Anyway, the lake is ......" Sun Qingshang came back to his senses and told the old man in detail what he had experienced that day.
"The woman in the white cloak, can she do immortal arts?" Sheng Yuan held up his teacup and thought.
The two of them had been in the study and had been sitting all afternoon. Sun Qingshang made pot after pot of tea.
"Yes, master, do you know her?" Sun Qingshang himself took a sip and boiled tea in a small clay stove.
The holy water of the spiritual realm is really different from the mortal world. It seems to be extraordinarily mellow and has an endless aftertaste.
How long has it been since you've drunk this taste?
Sun Qingshang took another cup for himself. When he turned around, he saw that the master had not yet spoken, holding the teacup and not moving for a long time.
"Master......"
"Huh? I don't know. Sheng Yuan came back to his senses and took a sip of tea. pondered: "You said, Shen Mengyun didn't steal the Wanlun King Weapon?" β
Sun Qingshang: "Well, that's what he said, he said that the Nine Rumors deceived him to the Zhongtian Tower. Then he stole the royal weapon, just as the woman in the white cloak came. Saved him and snatched the royal weapon.
Master, according to what he said, to open the Zhongtian Tower, in addition to the blood of your three saints, you also need the blood of the four protectors.
How did she get your blood? β
Every time he thinks about this problem, Sun Qingshang is very puzzled.
The holy circle held the teacup as if in a state of flux, and time became extraordinarily silent.
He sighed and said with a heavy expression, "This is a long story. Why are we three old men called the Three Sages of the Spirit Realm, and we have guarded the Spirit Realm for generations?
There is a reason for this, according to legend, in ancient times, Nuwa Niangniang was in addition to making / people.
It also created everything in the world, mountains and rivers......
Among them, there is a goddess peak, because of the inspiration of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the earth, and transforming into a spirit.
That is, the mother of the spiritual world - Zhong Yueyu. (To be continued......)