The sky after dusk has a hazy afterglow, and the whole manor is very quiet, just like many years ago, with tears in his eyes and no words, he still bows his head, trying to avoid eye contact with others, as if in this way, it can be safer, and the immortal who is traveling with him said: "The door is open, and there are not many people who can open this manor." ”

Tears moved her lips slightly, and she didn't know if she said or not, and only she could hear it: "Because I was born here." ”

If a person can't go back to the place where she was born, that's the real sadness, if that's the case, what's the use of cultivating immortals? But she didn't have any confidence before she came, the door would open, and the moment the door opened, she was in a very happy mood.

It's just that she's forgotten what joy feels like.

The two of them walked inside, no longer talking, there was a person sitting in the pavilion at the far end, there was a piano in the pavilion, and she remembered her own piano at that time with tears in her eyes, since she one day fluctuated the strings and the fallen leaves stopped in the void, she had never played again.

A hint of pain flashed across her face, why did she take the piano out? Do you know that I have come to ask you? Is it only if I am asked to play the piano that I will grant my request?

Her footsteps stopped, she could no longer take a step, and the grass hut on the side still collapsed there, as if everything that had happened was just yesterday, but she knew that it was a long, long time ago, so long that she forgot what had happened, and only left endless tears in her heart.

"You're here?"

The voice came, and the people in the pavilion slowly turned around, lowered their heads with tears in their eyes, and didn't dare to answer, she didn't know what to do, and subconsciously hid behind the immortal.

Immortal Bujue was a little nervous, this free and easy Gu Immortal had never been so nervous as at this moment, "Meet Nie Sheng!" ”

"Don't dare to be a saint!"

There are only seven people who really deserve the title of saint, but the superior is secretive, and the immortal cultivators have never been full of awe for the strong, and like to use greater words to describe them, half-step little saints, not in person, even when they are alone, they will call it saint, this is a respect from the heart.

It's almost all of this a catch-all term.

But this half-step little saint bluntly said that he didn't do anything, which surprised the immortals, and could make the way of heaven sublimate again, not a saint, so what words could be used to describe it?

"Are you an immortal?"

The man addressed as Nie Sheng asked.

"Yes, I'm an immortal."

The immortal was shocked in his heart, since Nie Sheng knew himself, this was not because his statement was enough for this Nie Sheng's attention, but because he was friends with tears.

"We're here to save a friend of mine and the Smoke Fairy."

After speaking, he didn't hear an echo for half a sound, and the fairy couldn't help but swallow his saliva, hesitating to say something again, but he was worried that he would lose if he said too much.

He knew that his words were useless, and that only those who spoke with tears and smoke carried weight.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, and it seemed that the wind had stopped.

At this time, if you can see her eyes, you will find that her gaze is scattered, she is emptying herself, she can't hear anything, she doesn't have to think about anything, everything has nothing to do with me...... Isolate yourself from the world.

After a long time, Nie Sheng's deep voice came: "I can only kill people, not save people!" ”

The immortal was shocked.

If you think about it carefully, this Nie Sheng is a murderer, he really only kills, and the people he kills are more terrible than the other, and there are countless people who die in his hands.

The corners of her clothes were tugged at a few times, and the fairy turned around unconsciously, and saw that the tears were looking at her with a pleading gaze, and her toes were already facing outward, and she wanted to escape from here.

Fairy didn't realize that tears and smoke were very uncomfortable, but, what should Zhang Fan do, what should Fluttershy do, he stubbornly said, "Fairy Smoke cares about this friend very much." ”

The voice still didn't come, tears and smoke were still pulling at his clothes, the cold sweat on his forehead came down, his back was cold, he gritted his teeth and said: "This friend has offended Buddhism, not for anything else, just to explain the teachings......"

At the beginning, the contradiction between Zhang Fan and Buddhism was not a personal grudge, the starting point was that the people of Buddhism stepped on the boundary, took the lead in violating the predestination of the Five Religions, and dug the corners of the Nine Secluded Walls.

The Nine Shades are part of the teachings, and it is not an exaggeration to say so without realizing it.

"Nie Sheng, I also know what kind of situation the exposition is now, after the heavenly war, the exposition of the religion has declined, and the side branches have flourished, especially the Buddhism is the most rampant, and no one dares to disobey the Buddhism in the entire Eastern Heaven Realm."

"This time, my friend, because he didn't accept the Buddha's teachings, caused the Buddha's anger to be angry, and the ancestor of Xuanyin kissed the Buddha and wanted to eliminate my friend's disobedient element for the Buddha's door."

"This is not just a private matter for my friend, but also about the rise and fall of the whole teaching."

It seems that the creature in heaven and earth has not heard the teachings, Nie Sheng also sat cross-legged under the seat of the sect leader and listened to his lectures, although the sect leader has already educated sentient beings, but you Nie Sheng has also received the grace of others' education.

Still no response, still no response!

With tears in her eyes, she was pulling at Xian Bujue's clothes, she was very afraid, and her eyes were full of horror.

Xian Bu felt that the cold sweat on his forehead had slipped down, and finally gritted his teeth, he wanted to tell a shocking big secret, which was a great taboo for him, but he felt that he had to say, "This friend of mine is from millions of years later, he ...... He is a disciple of the Taiwei Sect. ”

In just one sentence, the amount of confidence contained in it is huge, and as soon as the words fell, a person walked out of the pavilion, he has always been here, but he feels that he is not here just now, "What you said, is it true?" ”

Xian Bujue replied with certainty: "Yes!" ”

Nie Sheng's gaze swept over Xian Bujue, and Xian Bujue lowered his gaze in a low manner, not daring to look at Nie Sheng, but this was by no means a weak heart, but respect, Nie Sheng also believed that Xian Bujue would never dare to lie to him.

Tears and smoke were still pulling at Xian Bujue's clothes, but Xian Bujue's forehead was no longer in a cold sweat.

Nie Sheng said: "It's still the same sentence, I won't save people, I will only kill people." ”

This time, Xian Bujue could rest assured and boldly said: "Just kill the person who wants to kill my friend." ”

"Makes sense!"

Whew, the immortal breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but reach out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and when he wiped it, his hands were full of sweat.

Seeing the spells crisscrossing the sky, shouting, screaming one after another, lively and extraordinary, Xiao Xian'er's gaze did not leave Zhang Fan, she had to wait until this guy made a fool of himself, but he was too patient, he was already so far behind.

Those who seize the advantage of the seat, for the people who pursue later, never leave a trace of affection, yearn for the tower to come up, eat me a bunch of spells, a single person who does not know whether to live or die rushes up, and the result is dozens or hundreds of spells, fireballs, thunderbolts, swords, falling rocks, and yin wind, all of which are beckoned up, and the end can be imagined, but even so, the latecomers are still one after another.

"Did you finally move?"

Zhang Fan also followed up with the team, he was going to gather with the Hua family, his purpose was to help Hua Wenchong grab the hydrangea.

"The speed is very average, and you dare to be so arrogant like this."

The more Xiao Xian'er thought about it, the more angry she became.

Sou!

A sword light suddenly shot out from the far end, passing through the cracks in the person, the target was Zhang Fan, Xiao Xian'er looked up, and it was a senior brother of his Thunder Yin Sword Sect who cast the spell.

However, Zhang Fan didn't seem to have discovered this sword trick, and unconsciously chased after the Hua family disciples above.

"Be careful!" Hua Qingqing couldn't help but remind.

But the surroundings were too noisy, seeing that Zhang Fan was about to be shot by the sword, Hua Qingqing flashed up, the speed was very fast, grabbed Zhang Fan's clothes, and rushed forward, whoosh, the sword just happened to rush past where he was just now.

"Be careful, there is a sword attack, can't you feel it, the cultivation is so low?" Hua Qingqing said angrily.

"How can you not feel the sword trick of mere words." Zhang Fan smiled and said, "You can't hurt me at all, what should you do with him?" ”

Hua Qingqing was temperamental: "You person, in addition to talking big, do you have any other skills?" ”

Zhang Fan said: "You don't believe it, do you think such a sword trick can hurt Tianzun?" ”

"Tianzun, are you Tianzun?" Hua Qingqing laughed silently, and could only shake his head helplessly.

"Why is it that when I tell the truth, no one believes me?"