Chapter Ninety-Two: From now on, the years will no longer be lonely
Hide the streamer, Fusu pondered for a long time, and decided decisively...... I'll talk about it when the bald head comes.
Under the flowing clouds, a round of red sun is gradually sinking, the rouge glow gradually rises between the canopies, and the water vapor in the mountains is wrapped into a smoke belt in the twilight, lying low in the forest, around the grass mountain. In the silence, there are homecoming birds chirping one after another, as if calling for homecoming chicks. Fu Su suddenly felt something in his heart, his thoughts moved, and he didn't know where his heart was touched, so he let the water vapor fall on the tip of his eyebrows into tiny droplets, and the light clothes were also wet because of the lack of spiritual power.
She shook her waist to the side, and the moisture swirled with her movements, as if she would not go away like light smoke. When she retreated, the water flowed around her again, as if rushing towards her, and as if she was vibrating by her. The haze penetrates through the water vapor, like a well-rendered, high-quality freehand landscape, and the floating su is the only agility between the freehand landscape.
"Silence to forget, move to peep." Fu Su suddenly said nothing, sat cross-legged, his hands were stamped on his chest, the light smoke dispersed, and the glow remained.
When Jing Zhao came to the mountains, he saw Fu Su sitting cross-legged in the thick of the water vapor that almost couldn't see people. It still doesn't seem to be very stable, but at least it hasn't dropped too much.
Jing Zhao didn't take advantage of people's unpreparedness to kill people, so he watched from the sidelines, and when he reached the most ugly point, there was a flower shining with a ghost light in the center of the witch's eyebrows, but Jing Zhao couldn't see what kind of flower it was. After the flower dissipated its brilliance, the aura between heaven and earth frantically poured into the witch's body, like a bottomless dry well, continuously absorbing every drop of aura around her.
"What will this witch do?" There is a fixed amount of heaven and earth aura that everyone can absorb. Many exploded. If it is less, it will not be able to achieve the purpose of entering the fixed practice. Jing Zhao watched the witch Fusu go on like this, it was dangerous. I wanted to wake people up, but the light curtain blocked him.
Streamer wanted to say to the bald head outside: "The witch is eating and drinking for your little yellow bean beard, and you will never come to feed the witch meat if you are bald." β
Compared to the aura between the weather, it is obvious that it is much more affordable to double cultivate with a bald head. But bald flesh is not often there, but the aura of heaven and earth is often there.
All night, Fusu didn't stop, until she stopped. The sunset changes to the morning glow, the morning light flows in the mountains, and the dewdrops wet every leaf and blade of grass, and under the morning light, it is like a green glazed world, showing a gratifying blue light everywhere.
"No wonder the master always says, seek the Dharma from the heart, listen to others preach is not as good as you realize it yourself, sure enough, as long as you pass a star and a half, you can get a big ......" Fu Su suddenly stopped her mouth and looked into the air, above the sea of clouds was the scene that was looking down at her. Fusu bit her lip. The rest of the words are a bit unbearable.
Then she sensed it, and the dantian was full. The spiritual power in the meridians is also quite abundant, since you don't want to fight, and you don't seem to have anything to say, then let's go, anyway, Jing Zhao didn't say anything like "witch, take your life" or anything like that. Fu Su turned around decisively, sacrificed the flying magic weapon, stepped on, and ran away with the magic weapon.
Jing Zhao looked at his face behind him and twitched a few times, and then he drove the sea of clouds to catch up, he wanted to see where this witch could run.
I'm really sorry, since I knew that Lu Dao couldn't escape the fate of being chased and killed, we upgraded our equipment. Fu Su Guan Cangjie asked for a very fast flying magic weapon, and it could also properly cover up some of his tracks. Walking halfway down, Fu Su found that the bald head didn't catch up, and his heart was full of joy, and he couldn't stop praising Cangjie: "So you don't have to be afraid of the little bald head chasing you, whether it's chasing me or chasing me to be responsible, I can finally rest assured." β
"Don't be too happy, bald head in big trouble. It seems to be fighting with a righteous monk, but there is a monster breath around the righteous monk, eh, it can't be the one you met in Zhangzhou City, why haven't you cleaned it up? "In this way, Fusu can't go, the bald head can't die, but if Fusu goes, he will definitely be able to die.
The streamer's thoughts, as long as the streamer is willing to float, she can feel it, and the streamer won't let her go, but when she thinks that it is Chenjun, it's like poking a dead hole, even if she can't do it, she wants to take a look. There is a kind of floating su, even if he is going to die...... I'm also going to be on the side, wait, what's on the side? Fu Su knew how much she was attached to Chenjun in her heart, if she didn't understand her mind after so long, then she would really live for so many years in vain.
"yes, for what is on the side, subconsciously I plan to sit idly by?" Fu Su pondered for a long time on the flying magic weapon, but he didn't understand what he was thinking. Women are really complicated, so complicated that sometimes they can't figure themselves out.
"What's complicated, people are born to be selfish, I think you're right, Fusu, you have to remember, no matter how hard you pour out your heart and lungs, it doesn't matter to others, but you can't value others more than yourself. Even if it's Chenjun, even if it's the little yellow bean in your stomach, this is Shen An'an's words to persuade the female disciples of the master's disciples, and it is appropriate to give it to you now. "It's not easy to be so interesting, and you can pit the owner of the pit at any time, even if it's Chenjun, the streamer can't allow Fusu to do anything for him to sacrifice himself.
"I see." Fu Su looked up at the depths of the clouds where the morning light was gradually rising, and the bottom of his eyes suddenly bloomed with colorful streamers, and his eyes were suddenly radiant, and his eyes were like flying stars: "Only those who love themselves can love others, and only those who love themselves love them." β
It is also a kind of ability to say selfish words so beautifully and movingly.
Fu Su subconsciously wanted to watch, but when he saw the bald head fighting with the monk, and the bald head was beaten so that he didn't even have the strength to fight back, Fu Su still sacrificed his staff and flew over. Saving people is moral, if she stands by and watches, she herself will despise herself, and when the subconscious and her values contradict each other, it is obvious that she has chosen not to violate her own values.
When Shen Kan took the Fusu sword, he felt that something was wrong, although this female cultivator had demonic breath on her body, what was presented in her spiritual power was the most righteous and pure righteous path cultivation. Moreover, as soon as Shen Kan inhaled his nose, there was a breath belonging to Qin Zhi wafting in the air, that high and elegant smell, he was only afraid that he would never forget it: "You are his daughter?" β
Shen Kan obviously remembered Cangjie's sentence "The company of wife and daughter will never change".
"Senior knows my father? In this case, why did he take the liberty of taking action against the Zen monks? Of course, Fu Su would not think that the other party was a demon cultivator, obviously a righteous path cultivator. There are still some similarities with the cultivation method of Tianxuan Sect. Although there are often disagreements between the righteous paths. But it's never so clear.
"I fancy the bald head, if the devouring demon can suck the bald head dry, let alone ascend to the upper realm, the person I know just wants to fly to the Buddha Gate for thirteen days, I'm afraid you can get it." The streamer made Fu Su pay careful attention, and Cangjie's old knowledge is estimated to be few good goods.
Shen Kan suddenly stopped. Throwing Jing Zhao out of the distance, he looked at Fu Su and said, "Who is this bald head, and why can't his spirit be absorbed." β
"Thirteen days." Fu Su is sure that this is likely to be Cangjie's old acquaintance when he was a righteous monk, so this longevity is not shallow, and there must be a lot of means, so it is better to keep the bald head safe first.
Hearing that it was a thirteen-day person, Shen Kan wanted to stretch out his hand several times, and took it back several times, but in the end he didn't do it again, but looking at the scene was like watching a sumptuous delicacy. It's just that. This delicious meal is too troublesome to eat, and Shen Kan thought about it again and again. I was afraid that I would vomit more after eating this meal, so I retracted my hand and left. It's just that before leaving, I looked back at Jingzhao a few times, and I was a little reluctant to have this full meal.
Seeing Shen Kan walking away, Fu Su looked at the bald head, the bald head seemed to be seriously injured, before she came, the Spirit Devouring Demon had been thrown by Shen Kan to the door of Jing Zhao's head, and touched it with the Heavenly Spirit Cover. Fortunately, the bald head is a thirteen-day person, and the monster can't resist the Zen cultivation no matter how much he wants to suck it, otherwise the bald head may only be left to do it alone.
"Jing Zhao Zen Master, Jing Zhao Zen Master ......" Fu Su picked up his bald head, but he didn't dare to use his spiritual power to swim in his meridians, so he had to dig left and right from the Qiankun bracelet, find a healing pill, and give another pill for pranayama, and then let go of the person.
After doing this, Fu Su looked left and right, she felt that she should be able to get out, and if she didn't go and wait for the bald head to breathe well, she couldn't bear it. When Fu Su flew out of the air for a while, she suddenly heard Jing call her: "Fu Su." It was not the tone of the bald head shouting "witch", nor the tone of shouting "Senior Sister Fusu", Fusu turned his head in surprise, a little stunned.
"I hesitated, only for a moment, not to ...... Me. β
Fusu looked at the bald head stupidly, ah...... No, it's Chenjun: "Tianchen." β
"Your voice to me, the voice is in my ears, I have never missed it, come quickly, don't delay." Tianchen beckoned to Fu Su and motioned for her to come to him.
"You...... I ...... "Usu didn't move."
"You can't hide anything from me, and you have nothing to be ashamed of." Tianchen smiled at Fu Su, his eyebrows relaxed and soothed.
"Kid?"
Tianchen nodded and said, "I know the way." β
And I'm the one behind it!
"Cultivation to the realm?"
Tianchen continued to nod: "Come, I'll tell you." β
Do you know the thoughts of "my ......"? Fu Su didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and in front of Tianchen, he was always very twisted. Maybe a woman doesn't know how to deal with herself in front of her loved one, because she cares about his views and thoughts, so she is afraid of making a mistake, but the more she thinks about it, the more hesitant she doesn't know how to move forward.
Tianchen nodded again, smiling like a moon in the sky that had just disappeared, thin clouds like veils, and stars faintly: "I know, I understand, and it's heavy." β
Something is missing.
"Dead, don't roll over, you don't have a woolen ball. Chenjun is saying that he knows your mind and understands your mind, and he loves you just as much. Don't you understand this, do you think that such a good thing as the power of Zen Buddhism will shamelessly and bluntly tell the three thousand worlds like the master, 'I wish you An'an, Lao Tzu loves you to death', don't dream, get out. "Streamer is extremely excited, a heresy like Fusu can catch a good ship like Chenjun, and the future will be comfortable, and it no longer has to worry about when this heresy will die!
From now on, the years will no longer be lonely - with you.
"Zen power?"
cough, the streamer decisively pretended that he didn't exist at all.
ββββββββββββββ Pink 132 plus 8 o'clock later, an hour laterββββββββββββ
(Say 10,000 times that I like Chenjun!) Although there are only six words, I want to add to the streamer, and I don't understand the stupidity of the style, but when I wrote it, I thought of the word "word Qianjun".
When I was writing, I was thinking, if I have to set a time, when did Chenjun start to love the most important, I think it was actually the moment when he dressed Fusu for the second time, and Fusu also began to be unforgettable, that was the moment when they fell in love forever!
I don't want to be powerful because you're powerful, you're not because I'm the inheritor of Taoism, you're a man, I'm a woman, it's good to be emotional with each other. (To be continued......)