"Brother Jiang, go back." Hua Qiangu looked at Jiang Que who was slowly harvesting, and couldn't help but say.

Jiang Que: "......"

I didn't do anything wrong, what do I look back on?

He was a little confused.

I couldn't help but ask, "Why did you get in?" ”

He remembered that there was a severance between him and Hua Qiangu, you don't owe me, and I don't owe you.

Now he is calm, there are no more ups and downs, just as Hua Qiangu is a passerby in his life.

Just like the Buddha said: Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust?

He and Hua Qiangu shouldn't have intersected in the first place, but now it's just empty dust.

"Brother Jiang, you have changed." Hua Qiangu shook his head and did not answer Jiang Que's words directly.

"You've said that a long time ago." Jiang Quefeng said lightly: "Who is not changing, who is not growing, you come to persuade me to stop, how can it not be a change." ”

Everything in the world is changing.

Not to mention people.

"I want to break through the Ten Heavens, but the exercises in Shushan are not perfect, so I came to borrow them, and no one can stop me on the path of seeking the Tao." Jiang Que shook his head.

Even if it's a thousand bones, it won't work.

She was a lifesaver for him, but that kindness had already been repaid, and a lot had been repaid.

"But they didn't allow you to borrow it." Hua Qiangu glared.

"So they're too narrow-minded." Jiang Quefeng said lightly: "The strong in the world are respected, they have no magic skills and cannot be protected, so they should suffer the consequences." ”

He has been on the high ground for many years, and has also directly or indirectly created a lot of unjust cases, which may not be clear to Bai Zihua.

But there must be such a situation.

"Brother Jiang, are you ...... You're a strong word! Hua Qiangu glared angrily and said: "The exercises of long-term retention belong to long-term staying, what qualifications do you have as an outsider to forcibly take it?" ”

She couldn't read it.

It seems that Jiang Que can't be persuaded anymore, "The gentle and personable Brother Jiang from before is gone." ”

"Yes." Jiang Que did not deny it.

Hua Qiangu: "......"

The answer was so affirmative, so that she was not sad or angry.

Why has it all changed.

"How's Sugar Baby doing?" Hua Qiangu asked again.

"Good, don't worry." Jiang Que said lightly: "He is better in Shushan than in Changliu, and his future achievements are immeasurable." ”

Sugar Bao naturally follows him, and Hua Qiangu doesn't dare to deny this, but she hasn't seen Sugar Bao for a long time, and she misses it a little.

"You can go back to Shushan to see her at any time, but you can't take it with you, she still has a long way to go." Jiang Que said lightly: "By the way, Sugar Treasure has now turned into a human form. ”

"Okay." Hua Qiangu nodded.

"Then you go out first." Jiang Que smiled, "I still want to cultivate again, and the spiritual energy on the mountain is abundant, which is just right for cultivation." ”

lest it be wasted by Moyan and Shengxiao, and these people will not need it anyway.

"Brother Jiang, can't you really let go of the long stay and let go of the honorable one?" Hua Qiangu said suddenly.

His expression was a little gloomy.

She was also depressed, Jiang Que had conflicts with Changliu several times, and had conflicts with the Zunshang Baizi painting.

Hua Qiangu didn't know who to trust, and she didn't know how to choose between being caught in the middle.

Jiang Que: "......"

"Huh." Jiang Que smiled slightly, "Xiao Gu, in fact, you are the one who has been becoming human." ”

He has never taken Baizi painting to heart, nor has he ever taken Changliu to heart, he is just a passerby.

So don't bother to explain anything.

His expression was gloomy, and he smiled lightly: "Xiao Gu, you go, I'm going to leave after a while, you cultivate hard, take care of yourself." ”

Hua Qiangu nodded, then turned to leave.

As for Jiang Que saying that he was leaving, she didn't mind, she just thought that Jiang Que wanted to go to a distant place.

She never thought that Jiang Que would say goodbye forever, and she would never see that again.

"The bitter sea is boundless, and there is no shore to turn back." Jiang Que's faint voice came out immediately, "But who is in the sea of suffering, and who is on the shore?"

What is the definition standard of the bitter sea, and who formulated it.

You only see the appearance, but you don't find the actual essence, go back and cultivate well. ”

Hua Qiangu, who walked to the door, turned pale, she couldn't understand Jiang Que's words, and she was a little confused.

I always feel a little weird.

Outside the Zanggong Pavilion.

Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo looked at it with poor expressions, their old faces were full of dissatisfaction, "If there is a child painting, this murderer will definitely not dare to bully me like this for a long time!" ”

Damn it!

Sheng Xiaomo also felt irritable, "How brilliant and domineering we used to stay for a long time, majestic in the world, and guarding the justice of the world.

When Brother Zihua was there, it made the world yearn for worship, but now Brother Zihua has disappeared, and all the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have come out. ”

made him feel that the gap was too big and a little angry.

Why can you Jiang Que do whatever you want, you can come and take the Tibetan Gong Pavilion that they have stayed for a long time at will.

"But there's nothing we can do." Luo Eleven's heart fell, and he said in an extremely depressed tone.

That Jiang lacks murderers is too hateful.

But they don't know what to do, and they can't beat it, so what can he do.

Oh, yes.

I can't help it.

What can they do, Bai Zihua has been missing for several days, and they are not even sure that Bai Zihua is still alive.

No way or method will work, and you can only live miserably.

"Wait for him to come out, I hope ......" Before Mo Yan's words could be finished, everyone saw Hua Qiangu come out.

"Senior brother, did you say that Hua Qiangu can be persuaded by it?" Sheng Xiaomo asked curiously.

He looked a little confused.

"It's hard to say." Mo Yan shook his head, "That murderer may not listen to anyone's words, but Hua Qiangu is his old man, so he must be ......."

"Shizun, Confucian Venerable, I'm sorry, disciple...... The disciple failed to persuade him to move. Hua Qiangu looked depressed.

She didn't make it.

Moyan: "......"

Suddenly, he was stunned in place, a little gloomy, "Okay, you go down first." ”

Mo Yan waved his hand, looking a little impatient.

He suddenly felt that Changliumen had fallen into a sea of suffering, and the weak seemed to be the original sin, and they should be beaten.

"Well, forget it." Sheng Xiaomo sighed on the side and said, "Senior brother, when the murderer comes out, let's talk to him well, send him away first, and then talk about other things when we find Senior Brother Zihua." ”

"Okay." Moyan had to nod.

He couldn't help it.

Although he is the senior brother of Sheng Xiaomo and Bai Zihua, his strength is at most equal to Sheng Xiaomo.

"Luo Eleven, you arrange it, if the murderer comes out, no one will stop my long-term disciple and let him leave." Mo Yan commanded.

"Yes, Master." Luo Eleven nodded in response, and sighed long in his heart.

It seems that you have the strength to really do whatever you want, but it's a pity that ......

I don't have the strength to do it.

It's awkward.

He has been cultivating for hundreds or thousands of years, but his strength is really not good, so he can barely accept some apprentices.

Nothing else is enough.

Donglai Mountain.

Inside a thatched house.

Bai Zi looked at Xia Zixun, who was cooking like a mortal daughter-in-law, with a strange mood.

They're still together after all.

Although he had been rejecting Xia Zixun all along, he seemed to be used to being a mortal again during this time.

"Putting aside all the things to pursue, putting aside the right path of the heart, putting aside everything, the ordinary and ordinary life of sunrise and sunset seems to be really good."

If it had been before, how would he be in the mood to enjoy these lives?

"Is this hypocrisy?" Bai Zihua pondered darkly.

Xia Zixun's face on the side was filled with deep happiness, "Zihua, what do you want to eat at night?" ”

"Make something you like." Bai Zihua said.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

I don't know what happened to Changliu......