The glazed lamp oil flows slowly along the edge of the glaze, black like a wormhole, dripping down, this colorful Yao Pond will lose its color, becoming the turbidity of the chaos at the beginning of the opening, there is no peaceful color, only a darkness.

Only a few immortals know about this glass jar, but no one knows what kind of mana it is, but looking at Bai Qingcang's resolute expression, it feels extraordinary.

"Bai Qingcang, you are the lord of one side, don't act rashly and implicate your clansmen......" The Bodhisattva who had been sitting upright in the Purple Golden Lotus to save the suffering, his hands were folded, his face was merciful and compassionate, and his eyes were closed in a slight holy white light. I didn't see him speak, and his voice was surrounding the Yao Chi.

Bai Qingcang smiled helplessly: "The Bodhisattva has always been merciful, why don't you help the poor eighth sister, watching her lose her life again and again, and still maintain this humble heart——"

"Providence is so, and this seat cannot change Providence—"

"Ha Lu haha...... go to his providence, who sets this providence, who can stipulate the life and death of people, isn't it you self-righteous immortals!" Bai Qing gritted his teeth hatefully.

"No, no, heaven's will is unbreakable." The Bodhisattva's ever-changing face makes people can't see it really, only to see her slowly open her kind eyes, and her changing face is constantly returning to its place, with kind eyebrows and clear eyes.

", what you can't know and can't break through, it's all a lie to ordinary people, it's just to find an excuse for these so-called immortals." Could it be that forcing a kind girl to death is a heavenly opportunity? It's just that these gods are fooling people, and they are an excuse for their high image, and they are talking so deeply, with discrimination and disdain.

I always thought that the Bodhisattva Pudu sentient beings would not be in the same stream with these false immortals, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable.

Bai Qingcang's words were not disrespectful, and the Bodhisattva was not angry at all, but showed a kind and kind smile, pointed to Zhu Xiantai and said, "Don't be in a hurry, and look-"

With a wave of his hand, the turbid aura under the Zhuxian platform became clear, and everything was clear at a glance.

I saw a piece of pink petals in the air with a pink, purple light, began to a little bit, and slowly the entire Zhuxian platform was floating in the air, a golden, dazzling eyes could not open the dragon soul crystal stopped in the air, pink, purple petal-like light like the dragon soul crystal gathered.

The Yao Chi was so quiet that he could hear even a needle falling, his eyes widened, and he didn't even blink his eyes, staring closely at the surprised scene under the Zhuxian Stage.

The golden dragon soul crystal emitted a dazzling light, the Sanskrit sound was everywhere, and the mind of the person who heard it was as calm as water, and when the light of the petals gathered, it slowly formed a human shape, constantly rotating in the air, emitting an elegant and dazzling aura.

For a long time, a light and soft body is like a wild goose flying up after being frightened, and its body curves are toned and soft; The face is bright and radiant, the skin is as pink as a blooming peach blossom, and the figure is as wonderful as a sycamore flower, swaying with the breeze, making people can't take their eyes off. The amount of dragon soul mark between the eyebrows adds a little charm.

It seems to have gathered all the spiritual energy in heaven and earth, full of vitality everywhere, flashing with the light of life everywhere, and even the scorching and burning ten thousand years of anger is dark.

The red gauze skirt swayed in the breeze, stretching her waist like a fairy. The red ribbons fluttered in the wind, like thousands of butterflies dancing, and it seemed to be a lively and lovely elf, dancing to their heart's content, very active, enchanting, and beautiful.

The act is as if the thin clouds gently cover the sun, as if she is shyly hidden in the clouds by her beauty.

Looking from afar, the dazzling brilliance of the gathering was like the rising sun in the morning glow, only to see her slowly stretch her waist and slowly open her closed eyes. Bright and dazzling like a clear spring, without a trace of impurities;

The body is slender and slender just right, and the slender legs are as beautiful as lotus roots; The shoulders are beautiful as if they were shaved into, and the waist is slender like a bundle of slender white silk; The neck is slender, the chin is beautiful, and the white and tender skin is slightly exposed; No powder, but it is suffocatingly beautiful;

The thick inky bun stands tall, and the slender thin eyebrows are slightly curved; In the bright red lips, the white teeth are vividly presented; The bright and moving eyes are multifaceted, and two beautiful dimples are hidden on the cheeks;

The posture is strangely beautiful, bright and elegant, the appearance is quiet, and the posture is graceful; The modality is soft, wide and charming, and it is difficult to describe in words;

The Nine Heavens Fairy will be ashamed of herself in front of her; There is no jewelry, only a fuchsia sycamore flower inserted into the bun. lit up the peerless beauty of the face;

She turned slightly, and stepped lightly on her bare feet, leaving a bunch of purple flowers everywhere she went.

Dragging the red gauze skirt as light as mist, faintly exuding the fragrance of sycamore flowers, elegantly avoiding the scorching aura of ten thousand years under the Zhuxian Terrace, the lotus step moved lightly towards Bai Qingcang......

The immortals in Yaochi stared at this scene in surprise, no one dared to make a sound, even the Immortal Emperor never expected that he would be reborn by jumping off Xuxiantai.

Providence – Is this providence? Jumping off Zhu Xiantai can be reborn in Nirvana, reshape the golden body, the golden light surrounds, forming a beam of light, lingering, this is reborn in the scorching fire that has been transformed into a thousand years of anger under Zhu Xiantai, is this the mark of the gods after the tribulation? But the golden circle of light with a purple-red beam of light is not the pure golden light of the gods, it is a little demonic, which makes people look a little trance.

The breath is like an orchid, with the fragrance of sycamore flowers, penetrating the heart and lungs of people in an instant, and penetrating straight to the deepest part of the heart.

With a peerless smile on his face, he had never looked at the immortals in the Yao Pond, as if everything in the Yao Pond did not exist, and floated straight to Bai Qingcang's side, lightly opened the charming and bright red lips, and a voice like the sky floated out: "Seventh brother, it's good for us to go back to Qingqiu." ”

Bai Qingcang retracted his murderous aura, quickly took back the glass cup, and his tearful, red eyes showed a pleased smile, this sudden change surprised him, but the eighth sister did not disappear, but was reborn in Nirvana, and felt happy from the heart: "Okay, let's go back to Qingqiu......"

"Bai Qingcang, is this time to penetrate the heavenly machine-" The Bodhisattva's voice of great compassion sounded, and the shocked immortals in the Colorful Yao Pond woke up from their surprised expressions.

Bai Qingcang clasped his hands together: "What the Bodhisattva said is that the will of heaven has made the eighth sister's life not deserved, and the bad guys will not last long-" After speaking, his eyes swept over the whole audience in Yaochi, and everywhere his eyes went, the immortals who were stared at by the scorching eyes lowered their heads in shame.

No one would have expected that the eighth sister of the fox would be so powerful now, and even the 10,000-year-old Zhu Xiantai only asked her to give up her body and shape her golden body into Nirvana, is there still mana in the vast world that can make her soul scatter?

Now she is comparable to the gods, and she is as good as the gods! Every immortal was guessing in his heart, wanting to kill her, any criminal law was in vain for her, and even Zhu Xiantai couldn't make her go up in smoke, such a force was terrifying—terrifying.

The Bodhisattva shook his head: "Bai Qingcang, Qingqiu is from ancient times to the present, it has always been a paradise, and there is no dispute with the world...... Woe to Qingqiu. ”

Bai Qingcang glanced disdainfully, Qingqiu is a blessed place, there are ancient gods and magic weapons, how can the Three Realms casually want to cause trouble, turned around and took the hand of the fox eighth sister, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Looking at the two fiery backs, stepping on the five-colored auspicious clouds and driving away from the Yao Pond, the voice of great compassion sounded again: "Providence - incomprehensible, unclear, everything is providence." ”

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, and half a year has passed.

In the crowd of people who visited the incense, the pilgrims who came and went passed in front of him one by one, but he stared at the undefeated plane tree with unblinking eyes, and left the small courtyard, it is still so prosperous, the branches are luxuriant, and the flowers are blooming.

The trees were tied with red ribbons, and wishes were written on them.

This is a beautiful, peerless plane tree, blooming peerless flowers, is such a small seed, falling on her heart, taking root, flowering, pouring out the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, haunting her beautiful life.

But Eighth Sister, is there still you in this world? Is there still your existence? Looking up at the beautiful and enchanting purple flowers that keep falling, they are endless, reaching out to take a flower that falls in the air, holding it in the palm of his hand, frowning tightly, closing his eyes, and drifting away for a long time.

The eighth sister of the fox sat in the clouds in all kinds of boredom, floating to the sky above Hujia Village, and looked at the plane tree that was still blooming and prosperous. Thoughts drift away......

The sky is shining, but she is like a falling sycamore flower, her heart is entangled together, tearing the invisible flower of life, contrary to the role she should play, the throbbing pulse shines with the stars, the unspeakable feelings, and the struggle of tears and blood in her heart. Once again, the shattered life of the fall...-Treat the world coldly, and inadvertent emotions begin to be mixed with meaning.

I thought that my tenderness was only stranded for you, but your tenderness rubbed shoulders with me, hesitating and uncertain, and reserved when you wanted to speak, your emotions still made me feel involved, tangled...-I can't face the world.

The seniority of this master and apprentice made her unable to cross, in the half year of Qingqiu, the seventh brother sang and danced every day to relieve the loneliness in her heart, but only she understood that the loneliness in her heart could not be solved no matter how noisy it was, because, where there was no him-

In the dead of night, she also secretly went back to the small courtyard, quietly waiting for the oil lamp in a corner until dawn, she felt that such a peeping was a crime, between heaven and earth, in the three paths, she was a person who could not be tolerated by human gods, and could not appear in front of the master, and could not affect him.

The future is like a bronze mirror, seeing oneself full of sins...-The missed years, blooming colorful flowers, reincarnating the barren spring and summer, can only wait silently on the side.