Su Feifei's heart was like a mess, and he subconsciously lost his mind and moved. In the gloomy world, countless figures loom and leave. The shadow shows all kinds of life, and the seven emotions and six desires are everywhere: the terrible howl, the miserable soft cry, the delicate gasp...... Like a gentle spring rain, it filled her heart, spirit, and soul. Su Feifei vaguely saw Zhong Xuanyang and Dao Sheng, she wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound. She chased after her hard, and the blurred figures of Zhongxuanyang and Dao Sheng dissipated. Su Feifei saw her parents, grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, and former best friends, she saw Yuanyueyang, and when Su Feifei chased after her, without exception, they all dissipated. The vast world, the vast sea of people, unaccompanied, helpless, and frozen, just like the years when she was floating in the stars, there was no end and no hope. There was only one thought, and it flickered and flickered like a firefly. Suddenly, Yuan Yueyang appeared in front of the almost desperate Xu Feifei, his eyes were full of gentleness, graceful and graceful, and the jade tree was in the wind.

"The fairy is fine, since that day goodbye, Yuan's soul is haunted by dreams, I don't want to meet in this far fantasy world today, Yuan's fate with the fairy is not shallow. ”

"Do distant friends like to flirt with married women?" Su Feifei has seen Yuan Yueyang's side, this handsome and dreamy man makes her heart pound, and she has the feeling of seeing Xuanyang for the first time. The reason why she pursued Zhong Xuanyang frantically was after Zhong Xuanyang confided in her the bitterness of the collapse of his love ideals, Zhong Xuanyang's dazed and helpless and melancholy temperament fascinated her, she wanted to become Zhong Xuanyang's beautiful ideal, and she wanted to save Zhong Xuanyang with her perfection. Su Feifei did save Zhong Xuanyang, and Zhong Xuanyang did regard Su Feifei as his ideal of love. However, Su Feifei was only moved before, and never thought about what her ideal love was? This man in front of her would be the ideal of her love? This guy was clearly a hardcore suitor, what was she in his eyes? It was just a design drawing of a thousand faces. Su Feifei didn't want to see Yuan Yueyang again, so he waved his hand to disperse him.

Su Feifei continued to move forward, and Zhong Xuanyang appeared. Melancholy filled the whole body, with a compassionate temperament, Zhong Xuanyang sighed calmly and said, "I finally found you, Feifei." ”

"Find a place to sit, Xuanyang. ”

"What's wrong? What makes you unhappy?"

Su Feifei sat on the spot, "You sit opposite me!" Su Feifei looked at Zhong Xuanyang's eyes, and then was confused.

Zhong Xuanyang sat down calmly and said with concern: "Why is this happening?

"Xuanyang, if I wasn't perfect at the beginning, would it become the ideal of your love?" asked Su Feifei blankly.

Zhong Xuanyang didn't move, he stood where he was, and he met his nominal and de facto wife because they had Zhong Xi. Zhongxi's mother looked at Zhong Xuanyang sadly: "Have you ever loved me?"

Zhong Xuanyang was calm and a little indifferent, and said in an emotionless voice: "I can't talk about love or not love." ”

"Then why are you sleeping with me?" Zhongxi's mother cried.

"A moment of passion, or hormonal explosion. You know you better than I did. Zhong Xuanyang's voice was even colder, and he himself felt cold.

"Just because I used to have a man?"

"No, because your heart is not clean, your heart is not at peace. ”

"Are you clean and peaceful?" Zhongxi's mother began to growl.

"Because your heart is not clean and quiet, it has led to my uncleanness and untranquility, I can't tell you love and hate, go!" Zhongxi's mother disappeared. Zhong Xuanyang stood in place, "Is it really scattered? No, it can't be dispersed." I can't disperse. Zhong Xuanyang returned to his obscene form and walked forward.

"Xuanyang, it turns out that you are here. Xu Feifei jumped into Zhongxuanyang's arms in surprise, fragrant.

Zhong Xuanyang remained obscene, looked at the depths of the illusion blankly, and said indifferently: "I'm sorry, Feifei, my heart is not clean, dirty, can't be washed off, can't be washed." After saying that, he walked forward in a daze.

Xu Feifei caught up and hugged Xuanyang and sobbed: "Xuanyang, your heart is clean, it is clean, I have a clean heart, my heart is given to you, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow is with you!"

"What can't be washed, what can't be washed, what can't be washed. Zhong Xuanyang curled up and lewd forward. Su Feifei dissipated behind him.

Zhong Xuanyang's grandparents, parents looked at Zhong Xuanyang distressedly, his mother took Zhong Xuanyang into her arms, Zhong Xuanyang cried in his mother's arms, and the sky was dark: "Mom, please tell me, what is life? Why am I alive." ”

"Child, mother doesn't know, aren't you very smart, go find it yourself! Don't worry, don't cry, we believe you. Mom gently wiped away Zhong Xuanyang's tears, and grandparents, parents, and parents dispersed.

Zhong Xuanyang met Lin Ling, Di Fan, they have great powers, their eyes are piercing and cold, looking at Zhong Xuanyang's obscene appearance, Lin Ling said indifferently: "I once met once, and today I will give you a ride with a divine wilderness." ”

Di Fan stretched out his hand and flicked it, and said pityingly: "Ling'er doesn't have to care too much, let him fend for himself." ”

Zhong Xuanyang disappeared and appeared in front of Dao Sheng. "Who are you?" said Zhong Xuanyang blankly.

Dao Sheng looked at Zhong Xuanyang's obscene and lonely figure, "Who am I? Who are you?"

"You're not clean, you can't wash it off, you can't wash it off. I can't wash it clean, I can't wash it clean. "Zhongxuanyang is gone, gone.

Dao Sheng was confused: "Why am I not clean? Who am I? Who are you?"

In front of Huang Weiyi stood a shiny bald head, which made him feel unforgettable pain. Raised his hand and struck at the bald head, and the bald head turned into a little light source. "Hmph, it doesn't hurt if you practice to become a Buddha, bald, you can't cross me, I will let you suffer or not, you can't cross yourself, you can't cross others, you are not a good thing like your dead bald master. Huang Weiyi unleashed a body of magic and struggled with the bald Yong to survive life and death.

The bald man muttered: Buddha I don't quit eighteen, that old bald head is not a good thing, I have eighteen precepts, I don't quit eighteen times, Buddha I wanted not to quit, but Buddha I killed all over the world, ate all over the world, cheated and cheated, free, why not happy? Why are you not happy, grandma is a Buddha, go for the little lady's leather shoes. Su Feifei appeared in front of the bald Yongkudu with a smile, "Haha, little girl, I am happy, come on, little Buddha, I will lift your shoes for you." Yongkudu hugged Su Feifei's legs, and his fat hand shining with jade helped Su Feifei take off his shoes, and Su Feifei disappeared. Yongkudu hugged Huang Weiyi's leg, Huang Weiyi's other foot almost kicked the bald head, and the bald Yongkudu volleyed back, and the toes pointed straight at Huang Weiyi's magic pupil. "You wingless little devil, you don't look too bad, although your qualifications are not as good as the little Buddha, you are much stronger than my bald master, why can't you take refuge in the Buddha of the little Buddha? "The mouth is chattering, and the attack is ruthless, full of tricky and damaging moves.

The frisbee sat on the ground, his eyes hollow.

"It can't be washed, it can't be washed off. How can I wash my heart? Who am I? Who are you?" Dao Sheng crossed in front of Su Feifei's eyes, Su Feifei knew that he was Dao Sheng, it was a real Dao Sheng, he didn't get up to chase after him, he watched Dao Sheng leave with empty eyes, Su Feifei said blankly: "Who am I? Who are you? I can't wash it clean, I can't wash it off." How can my heart be washed?"

Bai Qingxi sat cross-legged between her eyes in the distant illusion, and the monks around her couldn't see her. "Half a year, hehe, are we old, or this generation is too powerful, I can't imagine that this little couple is so rebellious!" sighed, Bai Qingxi's eyes slowly closed.

Far away from the illusion, there are many shadows outside the illusion, and there are constantly monks coming in and out.

"A hundred spirit stones were wasted, and I didn't get anything in a month. The monk who had come out of the illusion said unwillingly.

"A hundred spirit stones, it took me thousands of spirit stones, and it took me several years to realize it twice. Fellow Daoists, work hard!" the monk said contemptuously and quickly left. Among the departing monks, there was a delicate female nun who blushed slightly, because she met the little Buddha of Yongkudu.

In the depths of the illusion, the little Buddha smacked his mouth: "Immeasurable Tianzun, Buddha, I don't quit eighteen times, and I am in trouble...... Don't become a Buddha in vain. The little lady fell into a state of desire and couldn't extricate herself, and the Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? But why isn't it the Tao that recites Amitabha Buddha and the poor Tao, and why doesn't the wingless Wei Yi meet the little girl's skin?

Dao Sheng and Huang Weiyi have actually met female cultivators, Huang Weiyi glanced at him indifferently, and snorted coldly: "I am deeply in desire, and I am self-inflicted." Dao Sheng said: "If you can't wash it clean, if you can't wash it off, how can you wash your heart?" I wanted to wake up the female cultivator with my soul, but I felt the bald head from afar, and Dao Sheng thought about it. I don't know if it's the luck of the nun or the misfortune of the bald head, if Dao Sheng really used his soul to wake up the nun, it is estimated that the nun would have died long ago. Yongkudu asked Amitabha Buddha for merit, it is not a lie, the female cultivator is too deep, and it is difficult to cross without hardship. In the dark, the Tao of life and killing are wrong.

Ling Xi approached Dao Sheng, and Dao Sheng turned out to be real, and his mouth kept saying: "What can't be washed off, can't be washed clean, how can the heart be washed? Who are you? Who am I?" Ling Xi Miao only heard "How to wash the heart?Who are you?Who am I?" She muttered: "How to wash the heart?Who are you?Who am I?" Ling Xi Miao fixed her body and stared at Dao Sheng stupidly: "Who are you?Who am I?" So the two looked at each other at a distance of five centimeters and asked each other: "Who are you? Who am I?"

Su Feifei already knew the answer, Zhong Xuanyang didn't want to blend with her clean heart with an unclean heart, but now that the two hearts were fused, Zhong Xuanyang's heart was not clean, so he had a thorn in his heart. "What is clean, what is not clean, is the world clean, is my heart clean?"

It's strange to be far away from the illusion, there is no aura in the illusion realm, and there is no heaven and earth treasure. Someone was in it, he couldn't see anything, he stumbled out of the illusion, he looked ignorant, and he needed a hundred spirit stones to go in again. There are also monks who have seen a lot of things, seen their own Fa, and seen the flaws in their supernatural powers, and their skills have greatly improved. There are even monks who see their own past and the future of others. In short, the monks flocked to it and brought endless spirit stones to the Bai family.

In the depths of the illusion, there were five monks sitting in a circle, which were Ling Ximiao, Dao Sheng, Su Feifei, Huang Weiyi, and Yongkudu. The left and right of the spirit are bald and Huang Weiyi, but they are all staring at Dao Sheng at the moment.

Huang Weiyi is not much worse than Yuan Yueyang, and his temperament and momentum are completely stronger than Yuan Yueyang. Although that bald head is not a good thing, it is actually heroic and extraordinary, and a treasure that crosses the world with hardship, Xu Feifei muttered to himself obsessively.

There is no joy or sorrow, the colored yarn is like a wave, and the black hair is like smoke.

"The bald head pit is abducted and deceived, and he does all kinds of evil, why is he a Buddha and I am a demon?" Huang Weiyi turned his gaze viciously to the bald Yongkudu.

"Wei Yi Daoyou's demon heart is like iron, and the demon Buddha is at ease in his heart, and he already has the answer, so why bother to talk about his tongue. Daosheng said.

"Amitabha, the little monk is happy with the two female donors, but the two female donors are unwilling to give alms, what can I do?"

"Meeting is fate, the two have already given fate, and the heart of the Zen master is pure, do you really want to meet?" Dao Sheng looked at Yongkudu with a smile.

"Reasonable, extreme. Yongkudu floated up and announced the Buddha: "Amitabha, the little monk said goodbye, and there will be a period later." After saying that, he disappeared without a trace.

Huang Weiyi stared at Dao Sheng Feifei for a moment, "The two of them are not pond fish, if he goes to Huangliang Prefecture one day, he will discuss with the virtuous couple." Since the soul of the Taoist friend has a heart, the emperor in the rivers and lakes will treat him politely and leave. Dao Sheng looked at their dissipating figures, breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of his hanging heart.

In the illusion, they actually met each other between reality and fiction, fought hands, and discussed aisles. It's just to refine their hearts and minds, and with their strength, they can be sober at any time if they want to be sober. Let yourself be half-dreaming and half-awake to refine your heart and ask your heart, which is the charm of Far Away Fantasy. Since you have already seen the object of Lingxi's affection, continuing to entangle is not a romance, it is obscene, and geniuses have their own way of genius.

"I'm sorry for the trouble. "Bow down.

"It would have been nice to know that the two bad embryos weren't too bad, so I'm worried about it. Su Feifei smiled easily.

"If it weren't for the amazing talent of the two of them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be so knowledgeable. ”

"Don't talk about those two villains, does Sister Miao ask her sincerity?" Su Feifei looked at Ling Xi Miao with a smile and a teasing expression.

Lingxi was generous, not shy, and said with a smile: "Sister doesn't know who you are? Who is he? Who am I? ”