Chapter 51 Emperor Limo

As soon as his words came out, the Buddha on the other side also changed his expression, propped up the table with both hands, and moved closer to him: "If I don't come, how can I stop you from doing this anti-heaven thing?" ”

"Something against the sky?" The man in the robe withdrew his hand, faintly displeased: "You and I have been in charge of one side since the beginning of heaven and earth, when will it be your turn to control me?" ”

"Her immortal body has been destroyed, even if you feel sorry for her, now that you have sent her into reincarnation and reincarnated as a human, you should no longer have delusions!"

The robed man scoffed at his words: "Delusion? If you say it's a delusion, that's fine, but now, at this moment, I tell you plainly that even if I change my life, I will let her come back here, and if you are still a friend of mine, don't stop me! ”

The Buddha's face was solemn, his face was no longer like the previous smile, and his eyebrows gradually twisted into the word "Sichuan", but he still persuaded him unwillingly: "There is a time for destiny, and there is a fixed number in the underworld, so why are you suffering?" At the beginning, you insisted on giving her fairy bones and helping her transform into a shape, so I persuaded you, but now that the matter has come to this, you still don't listen to the advice and insist on going your own way, aren't you afraid that the gods will go out and condemn you? ”

The man in the robe looked at him without waves, but said something else: "I have decided to let go, it is what you have done, which makes me determined to continue to guard her, don't think that I don't know what you have done, no matter what, Si Ming is also under my jurisdiction, you let him change Liu Rumo's life, so that she will not die well in this life, and her soul will be destroyed by the punishment of ashes, what about your mercy?" Mortals respect you for your mercy, but you treat her like this! ”

"Amitabha!" The Buddha folded his hands and read a sentence, and then sighed faintly: "The way of heaven, in order to correct your anti-heavenly behavior, I had to give her up alone, you are the Emperor of Limo, the god of the ancients, shouldering the heavenly way and the order of all things, how can you lose the big self because of the small self?" ”

"Kasya, the god once said that the difference between you and me is that I dare to live as I want, while you are bound by dogma and do not dare to transcend. No matter what the outcome of this time, I will bear it alone, please don't interfere again! ”

Limo's tone was resolute, just like his heart, the Buddha couldn't, and said, "Let's go!" The purple-clothed priest stood outside the hall, looking at the auspicious clouds belonging to the Buddha, probing his head to the door, looking towards the hall, the heart of the king should not have a dispute with the Buddha again.

Three hundred years ago, after the Ten Thousand Buddhas Meeting, the king never left the fairy palace again, until that day, Si Ming Xingjun was urgently summoned into the palace.

It was the first time in his life that he saw Jun Shang furious, and the monstrous anger was so suppressed that the little immortals they served couldn't even lift their heads, and Si Ming Xingjun was even more miserable, and he was directly thrown by Jun Shang and hit the Nine Dragon Pillar, vomiting blood, and almost lost his life.

What happened to make the supreme and honorable emperor thunder and angry, he didn't know, he asked Si Ming Xingjun afterwards, Xu was frightened by the king, Si Ming Xingjun trembled and didn't dare to say a word.

From that day on, the king dropped a sentence of "don't look for him", and went down to earth, and when he came back today, it seemed that he was unhappy again, and he wondered uneasily in his heart, whether he should not look for the king and come back.

"What are you doing there?" Limo asked lightly.

The purple-clothed priest swallowed his saliva, and walked out from behind the door with his head drooping, "Your Majesty, it's all Xiaoxian's fault, don't be angry!" ”

"Heh, what are you doing when Ben Jun is angry with you?" Li Mo glanced at him coldly, and then said: "It just so happens that I haven't slept on the cloud bed for a few days, so Rong Benjun will rest for a few days!" ”

The purple-clothed priest boldly asked, "Do you want to go down to earth?" ”

Limo walked towards the dormitory and stopped, without looking back: "Something?" ”

"No・・・・・・ no!" The purple-clothed priest shuddered: "It's the immortals who have learned that the king has come back and want to come to visit, ・・・・・・ you see?"

"Push it!" Three words cut off his last words, and the purple-clothed priest silently withdrew from the hall, and replied to the immortals guarding outside the immortal palace as instructed.

Limo pushed open the door of the dormitory, bursts of lotus incense floated in the air, he closed his eyes and sniffed, and finally sighed: "It's really not as good as you・・・・・・"

The furnishings in the hall are empty, it looks a little empty, the cloud bed is piled up in the center of the dormitory like glutinous rice dumplings, and the cloud bed is wrapped in layers of veils from top to bottom, the veil is rouge-red, and the ink lifts the veil and leans down to lie down.

A little lotus petal seemed to feel the breath of the master's return, left the flower stem, floated around the cloud bed, turned over from the ink, lay on his back, waved his hand over the realm of the spiritual pool on the dresser, took out half of the snow lotus from the realm, stared, gradually his eyes were a little wet, as if he saw in front of him, the woman who volunteered to become a real body and save his life, still remembered when he was confused, he saw her teary eyes come up, hold his lips, bite gently, a drop of tears flowed down her cheeks and fell into his mouth.

He is the god of the ancients, laughing in the world, accustomed to seeing the joys and sorrows of the world, the six worlds, but he never knew that one day, he would shed tears for someone, and he didn't know that the tears were so bitter that even the heart could hurt unbearably.

She gnawed at his lips, not as gentle as he had taught her, the force was crazy and oppressive, and she cried and screamed against his forehead: "Why! I obviously hate you so much, but I still can't put my heart down to see your pain, did you already know that this would happen, so that you would help me transform into a shape, take me to cultivate, make me fall in love with you, obsessed with you, and let me willingly sacrifice my spirit body for you? You did it, even if I hate you again, I still love you in my heart, but this is the last time, I volunteered to become a spirit to save you, you don't have to feel like you owe me anything! ”

He watched her retreat, her hands sealed, the immortal body gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a piece of snow lotus root, which fell on his chest, he wanted to stop her and stop her, but he was too seriously injured, and could only watch her self-destruct the immortal body and turn back into a spirit body.

"You don't believe me after all."

Limo pressed the back of his hand in front of his eyes, and a golden liquid quietly dripped into the cloud bed along the corners of his eyes, imprinting a little imprint.

At that time, he wrapped the snow lotus with one hand, chanting the trick in his mouth, trying his best to inject the remaining cultivation into the snow lotus and help her repair the immortal body, and it was at that time that Jia Ye came, he swept away the snow lotus in the crook of his arm, interrupted his action of continuing to instill cultivation, and neatly split half of the snow lotus, and catalyzed it into his body with spiritual power.

That was the first time he tasted the taste of despair, the snow lotus root entered his body, and quickly dissolved the red flame burn he suffered, obviously the red flame had been extinguished, why did he burn the burning karmic fire in his eyes, that day, he went crazy and punched Ka Ye one by one, completely forgetting that he was the emperor, the noble god of the world, he was like all the men in the mortal world who lost their love, fiercely, tirelessly venting the sorrow in his heart.