"The Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, both human and non-human, have seen the Dragon Girl become a Buddha from afar. ”

Bodhi looked at the clouds in the sky, and the clouds in the sky did not speak.

Yun didn't say anything, he said to himself, "I'm the only one, and I dreamed that the dragon girl had not become a Buddha." ”

Sitting upright, pointing to the sky and the ground with one hand, the treasure is solemn, and I can't help laughing when I pretend to be.

"No! I can't do this. ”

The movement here alarmed Lao Dao on the side, turned his head, and saw him bending over with a smile in a strange pose, and Lao Dao frowned.

"Convulsions, or cramps?"

Bodhi laughed for a long time before stopping, then turned his head to look at Lao Dao, "Big brother, what do you say is a Buddha?"

"Then how do I know, I believe in the Taoist Ancestor," Lao Dao rolled his eyes, "Aren't you a Buddha?"

"Yes, I am the Buddha. Bodhi nodded and sighed, "But I don't know what a Buddha is!"

"Don't think about it, you can't become a Buddha in this life," Lao Dao glanced at him, "Can you break the seven emotions and six desires?"

"That can't. Bodhi thought for a while, "If I want to break off the seven emotions and six desires, then I would rather not become a Buddha." ”

And then he thought... If he is a Buddha, isn't that all the rules up to him?

After all... Heaven and earth are exclusive to him!

Then who prescribed that the Buddha should break the seven emotions and six desires?

He still wants to become a Buddha!

But...

What about her?

He's like... Lost her again.

Bodhi turned his head, looked eastward, and looked at the sunset without saying a word.

The setting sun dyed the eastern sky red, and the red clouds were very similar to the Manzhu Sawa blooming on Futu Mountain 6,000 years ago.

......

Xiaobao has his own name, called Chen Ping'an.

Grandpa Huang said that from now on, when he introduces himself to others, he will be called Chen Ping'an.

The city lord of Dawning City, the patriarch of the Chen clan of 1,379,650 people, and the only person in the Chen clan who is still alive, the head of the Chen family, Chen Ping'an. ”

Xiaobao felt that the name was so long, and there were longer numbers, and he would be confused if he was not careful.

But he knew he had to remember.

Old Grandpa Huang is gone, leaving this place where he has lived for countless tens of thousands of years, leaving this city that he has guarded for many thousands of years.

Grandpa Huang said that he was a demon, but in fact, Xiaobao knew... In the past, Grandpa Huang lived more like a person.

Grandpa didn't come back, and the sword that accompanied him on the battle didn't remember how many years he didn't remember.

Xiaobao had already guessed the truth, but Grandpa Huang couldn't bear to say it, and he couldn't bear to ask.

Grandpa Huang asked him if he remembered the word that his grandfather taught, and he remembered.

He knew that Grandpa Huang was reminding him that he should never forget that he... It's personal.

Behind this Dawning City, which is almost empty, are hundreds of millions of people.

Grandpa Huang taught him a word, that word reads 'Chen', Chen of the Chen family in Dawning City, Chen who died in the Chen family of Dawning City, Chen who died in Dawning City with the surname of 1,379,649 people, Chen Ping'an, that Chen.

Xiaobao knew that Grandpa Huang was telling him never to forget his surname, there may be many people with this surname, but he is the only one left with this surname.

Grandpa Huang said that he was going to bask in the sun, to bask in the sun outside the city of Dawn.

But Xiaobao knows that outside the Dawning City... No access to the sun.

The sun rises and sets in the east of Dawn every day.

Dawning City is the last Pure Land of Light in the endless territory west of the West Pole.

Before Grandpa Huang left, he left one word at the end, and that word was pronounced 'demon'.

Xiaobao knows that the real demon... Fight the heavens and the earth, and make a living by killing.

That word, the meaning behind that word, reflects the rest of Grandpa Huang's life after that.

He doesn't have that much knowledge, and he doesn't have that much experience, so he may not be able to accurately express his understanding and feelings.

But he knew... What he thought was what he thought it was.

Xiaobao sat on the threshold, sat for a long, long time, and remembered for a long, long time.

In fact... There is no memory, he is not yet five years old, even if he was born in Dawning City, he has to be sensible and mature earlier.

But in less than five years since birth, how many memories can there be?

All he recalls are everyday chores.

In daily life, there are grandfathers, old grandfathers, and some other clansmen and relatives whose faces have long been blurred.

The entire Dawning City is not only the Chen family, but the entire Dawning City is a relative.

Now... They're gone.

In the entire Dawning City, he is the only one who really belongs to this city!

Sitting, thinking, remembering.

Tears fell unconsciously, blurring the eye sockets and blurring those memories.

This sat for a long time, and when Xiaobao got up again, it was dusk.

He looked at the sunset in the east, and in a trance, he seemed to see his grandfather smiling at him in the clouds.

It was as if he saw his parents, who had never met him and had only seen them in the images of his grandfather, smiling at him.

He seems... I saw a lot of familiar and strange people.

Tears... Falling again unconsciously, Xiaobao was stubborn and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands.

Raise your head and look at the eastern sky at forty-five degrees.

I used to be taught a lesson by my grandfather, wronged, and when I wanted to cry, my grandfather would tell him... Tears are precious things, don't run out too early.

When you can't help but want to cry, just look up at the sky, and the tears can't flow.

Grandpa Huang secretly told him that it didn't work.

A long, long time ago, whenever one clansman and relatives fell beside him, my grandfather's eyes would always be blurred by tears.

Later, after the war, he looked up at the sky like this.

But in fact, tears still fall unconsciously.

Afterward... And the tears dried, and there were no more tears.

So...

Grandpa Huang taught him that if the tears really can't help but flow out, you will not only use it when you look up, but you will do a handstand.

Reverse it, and the tears that come out will flow back again.

That's... There will be no tears.

What he said was true, and Xiaobao knew.

Because of the last invasion, when the penultimate person in the city fell, Xiaobao saw Grandpa Huang turn himself upside down.

Tears, really, didn't come down.

Thinking and thinking, Xiaobao's tears once again had an uncontrollable posture.

He didn't make sense and didn't shake his head.

stubbornly wiped the tears from his eyes with his hands.

He put his wrist in his mouth and bit it down hard.

He decided, today, to be the last time he shed a tear.

From now on, he Chen Ping'an can no longer shed a single tear.

Yes, before today, he was Xiaobao, with grandpa and grandpa Huang.

From today onwards, he is Chen Ping'an, the only Chen Ping'an of the Chen family.

He knew the meaning of the name that Grandpa Huang gave him, but he also knew... As long as those monsters don't die, no one in this world will be able to find true peace.

Chen Ping'an's wrist was dripping with blood, and he didn't care.

Finally, he glanced at the sunset in the east and turned back to the room.

He knew that there was a box in the room, and the box had been thrown under the bed by his grandfather.

He once saw his grandfather open it, and he knew that it was inside... There is a legacy of the Chan family.

He laboriously pulled the box out from under the bed and opened the dusty lid.

In the box, a thick stack of books occupied most of the space, and Chen Ping'an knew that it was a family tree.

One hundred and thirty-seven hundred and seventy-nine thousand six hundred and forty-nine members of the Chen clan are recorded on it, except for him.

Chen Ping'an picked up the brush on the table and added his name at the back of the family tree, Chen Ping'an.

That means... From this day on, he can also die in battle.

Put the family tree back, and there are still two jade slips and a mutton fat jade bottle in the box.

The two jade slips are the inheritance of the Chen family, which are the Chen family's bloodline inheritance technique and the Chen family's bloodline swordsmanship.

And the mutton fat jade bottle, Chen Ping'an also heard his grandfather say.

Inside, there is a god and demon pill.

In the last years of the primeval era, the God and Demon Pill that was given to the West Pole of Dawning City was also the last remaining God and Demon Pill in the entire Dawning City.

Grandpa said that anyone who eats the elixir in this can obtain a near-eternal longevity.

He picked up the jade bottle, poured out the elixir, looked at it, put it back into the box, and put the jade bottle back in the box.

He did not eat and did not want to eat.

Eternal longevity will wear out a person's fighting spirit.

He knew that he had never been a strong-willed person, so he could only rely on self-consciousness and self-discipline.

Leaving this elixir, he will always face the crisis that Shouyuan may run out, and he will have the motivation to go to the top step by step.

Constantly improve their cultivation, improve their longevity, and improve their combat power.

Only in this way, one day he is expected to become the king and become the future patron saint of Dawning City.

And now...

He already knew it when he listened to the undisguised conversation between the monks on the city wall.

The current Dawning City is safe for the time being.

Dawning City, which basically does not have any support, flew a sword at the most critical time and beheaded a top local king.

Basically, there will be no support in Dawning City, and when the mouth is in crisis, a white coat fell from the sky and turned into a large array to block in front of Dawning City.

Chen Ping'an took out the jade slip and put the wooden box back.

With Yu Jian in his arms, he turned and walked into another room.

When he came out again, he had an extra sword in his hand, an ordinary sword that was considered a sword fetus.

From now on, one person, one sword.

He walked out of the yard and leaned against the tree where Grandpa Huang liked to lie on his stomach.

Holding the sword, looking at the sunset in the east.

This... It will be his last sunset, the last night as an ordinary person.

......

Mountains and seas.

Zhou Yi led a group of students to find his classroom.

"From now on, this is our classroom, and I will talk here every day, and as for the class time, I will inform you in advance. ”

In fact, I just came to recognize the place, so naturally I didn't take classes as soon as I came up.

Seeing that everyone nodded yes, Zhou Yi thought about it and asked again, "If you all have anything you want to learn, you can tell me in advance."

In terms of class arrangement, I try to take care of all of you's interests and cultivation time as much as possible. ”

"Teacher Zhou, I want to learn from you. ”

The first to speak was Chen Yu, the girl hadn't had time to get the school uniform yet, she was still wearing a robe, and she looked a little holy, but the person was actually very easy to contact.

"Array?"

Zhou Yi nodded, "Yes." ”

The formation thing can be said to be what he is best at, and his talent in this area is even afraid of him.

Even he felt that if it weren't for the restrictions on his cultivation, he could easily rely on the Dao of the Formation to achieve immortality, and get a title such as Formation Ancestor and Array Heavenly Venerable.

Of course, although the talent of the formation is superb, and the formation itself is quite practical, he himself has no ambition to do this, and he has no intention of using it to preach.

In fact, strictly speaking, there are so many avenues that he can walk, so much that he doesn't know how to choose for the time being.

Determined that it was related to the formation in the course, Zhou Yi looked at the others again.

After Chen Yu, another female student, Li Lianyi, said that she wanted to learn alchemy, and the female student surnamed Feng was unsurprisingly very interested in the way of heavenly machines.

In addition, Xiao Shami, who was also wearing a moon-white monk's robe, said that he admired Zhou Yi's attainments in magic the most and wanted to learn more.

Others also said some of their own preferences, and basically all of them were between several sub-professions.

And what is more interesting is the ancient girl who was skeptical by Zhou Yi and stubbornly joined his school group and became his student.

The girl's name is Gu Su, and when she first heard it, Zhou Yi thought she was talking about Gusu, and wanted to ask if the person's surname was Murong.

As a result, I later found out that the person's surname was Su, so I was glad that I didn't ask.

Unlike the preferences of others, in the face of Zhou Yi's question, the only request Gu Su made was to learn how to defeat him.

Yes.

This girl is a logical genius, she is a student of Zhou Yi, and she wants to learn from him how to defeat him.

Zhou Yi felt that this was him, if he was replaced by another teacher, he would encounter this kind of logical talent, and he would teach her with his heart before he really got out of the way.

For this kind of requirement, Zhou Yi thought about it... If she wants to defeat herself in one aspect, she may only have to give birth to children.

Maybe you might want to consider giving her a separate course on postnatal care for pregnant women or something.

And then in the end, another strange request was Zhou Yi's only male student.

What, you say little novices?

Forehead... Isn't Guanyin always male and female, male or female?

The boy's name is Jiang Fan, and he lives with a golden monkey.

As the only male student in Zhou Yi's class, Jiang Fan's request was: I want to become stronger.

With such a request, Zhou Yi didn't feel strange, after all, there was no monk who didn't want to become stronger.

And as a scholar who has a library stored in his head, he also has the ability to help students become stronger quickly.

So, "How strong?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while, "Very strong, very strong." ”

"How strong is it?" Zhou Yi felt a little confused about the student's answer.

This guy is not the kind of person who is silent, how can he not even speak clearly?

Then, Jiang Fan gave a more confused answer, "I don't know." ”

Zhou Yi: "....."

If it weren't for the seriousness on his face, Zhou Yi felt that he would probably kick him out.

"That's... How's the Star Realm?"

As a teacher, the students he taught finally achieved the Star Realm, which is already something that can be boasted of for a lifetime.

For most teachers.

However, Jiang Fan shook his head, "Although I don't know how strong it is, I know that the Star Realm is not strong enough. ”

Zhou Yi glared at him, the Star Realm was not strong enough, this kid was really blowing nonsense.

You must know that his Su girl was only in the Star Realm before she broke through.

"What about the domain master?"

Jiang Fan shook his head.

"Four poles?"

Still shaking his head.

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, "How about I teach you the method of enlightenment directly?"

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up, "But... Is that okay?"

Zhou Yi: "....."

This kid is really sincere!