In a blurred scene.

Li Changjing walked in the long darkness.

Muddy and aimless.

Suddenly, all the chaos disappeared, and Li Changjing appeared on the shore of a quiet lake, surrounded by lush greenery, planted with exotic flowers and plants, bees and butterflies all over the sky, full of fragrance.

At this time, a young woman in a red wedding dress in front of her, lost her soul, began to walk along the lakeside.

Li Changjing took a closer look and found that it was actually Xu Huairou, and he was surprised and happy, so he stepped forward and called her a few times.

Unexpectedly, Xu Huairou was indifferent, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, only a shell remained, walked into a pavilion in the lake, and slowly climbed the fence.

Li Changjing was taken aback, "What are you doing, don't do stupid things!" He stretched out his hand to pull her, but his hand passed through her body and did not touch anything.

Puff –

Xu Huairou jumped straight into the lake and never floated up again.

Li Changjing stood in place, looking at his illusory body, his heart was empty.

I don't know how long later, two men appeared on the lakeside, one old and one young.

The old man was in his sixties, dressed in a gray-white robe, with his hair tied in a bun, his face was thin, and he had two beards, which looked a little sinister and cunning; The young man is about twenty-five years old, with an extraordinary bearing, handsome and chic, dressed in brocade clothes, and wearing a white jade belt around his waist, which is very magnificent.

"Shangren Zuo, you said that doing this can really arouse the anger of His Majesty and target the monk surnamed Li?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty has been disgusted with Buddha for a long time, and as soon as the Lord of Lening dies, Your Majesty will be furious, and my Taoist family is in the air." The old man smiled and said, "It's a pity that the master of the horse is missing a lady who has captivated the country and the city." ”

The young man looked at the lake with an indifferent face, and said expressionlessly: "Since the heart is not in me, why die." It's just that she was born as my person, and she has to become my ghost when she dies! Not only will this palace not let people defile her, but also let her die a well-deserved death. ”

Li Changjing stood in the pavilion, silently listening to the words of the two men, stunned.

In an instant, the picture turned, and he came to a broken brick wall, surrounded by people, all armed with guns and swords, fierce and vicious.

In the middle of a ruin, a young monk sat cross-legged, his expression strange, half crying, half laughing; Half hideous, half merciful. In front of him, there were a long sword and a string of crimson Buddha beads, a total of twelve.

The young monk burst into tears as he hugged a woman who jumped into the lake in her wedding dress.

"Li Changjing, you are so bold, as a monk, you actually had an affair with the lord of Lening County, so that Your Majesty was dusted!"

"Li Changjing, you are no longer a true Buddha, you have killed so many innocent people, heaven is intolerable!"

"Li Changjing, as long as you hand over the real person of Yuanyang, we will definitely leave you a whole corpse, and we will bury you and Ling Xiaorou together!"

A young monk named Li Changjing chanted a Buddha horn.

The light flickered behind him, and a woman in yellow with a beautiful appearance appeared beside him.

The young monk put down the woman in his arms, held the beads in his left hand and the sword in his right, and slowly stood up.

"The poor monk used to think that as long as you become a Buddha, you can completely die."

"I even thought that if you got in that carriage, you could be happy."

"But I don't want to, it's the poor monk...... Pushing you into the abyss from which you will never recover. ”

The young monk raised the sword in his hand and waved it lightly.

A hundred-zhang sword swept out in an arc, sharp and incomparable, like a raging wave, with a mighty momentum, cutting off the noisy crowd around him.

It's just that dozens or hundreds of people soon make up for it.

The young monk said, "Yuanyang real person help me", the woman in yellow behind her smiled, raised her hands high, and a majestic ginseng giant shadow immediately appeared in the sky, as high as a thousand zhang, towering into the clouds, even if you are a hundred miles away, you can still see this spectacular scene.

The momentum of the young monk began to rise, and the monk's clothes were blown and hunted.

After a while, above the head, a strange Dharma appeared in the face, half of which was a golden Buddha statue, and the other half was a black flame surging golem, and the two merged into one, and it became a strange and nondescript evil god, but the momentum was monstrous, intimidating, legs swinging, and scalp numbness.

The young monk stood in the air, hanging the string of crimson Buddha beads around his neck, and a raging fire began to erupt from his body, and the blazing heat burned the air into bursts and twists, and some of the corpses that were closer to him were immediately swept into it by the flames and disappeared without a trace.

The young monk's face was expressionless, and he shouted, "Flames burn the sky!" ”

Within a radius of a thousand meters, countless pillars of fire began to rise into the sky, like a volcanic eruption, and the astonishing heat and power burned all those who tried to take his head to ashes.

"Big Luo Buddha's hand."

The young monk groaned softly again, and pressed his palms down.

Bang!

In the midst of the flames, a palm print the size of a house appeared on the ground, like an earthquake, and it shook the whole land.

The young monk slapped his palms down again and again, and one after another, the whole land was beaten by him, full of criss-crossing palm prints, the earth-shattering power, the strength of which seemed to be endless, endless.

Finally—

Within a radius of ten miles, there was no one who could stand.

The young monk's figure flashed and fell back into the middle of the ruins. He folded his hands, and countless blood-red streamers began to converge towards him in all directions.

Suddenly, without warning, an old monk in a shabby robe appeared next to the young monk.

"Amitabha, the donor wants to fuse the blood and qi of these ten thousand people together and perform the art of rejuvenating the soul?"

Li Changjing said indifferently: "It's just a rat, it's not a pity to die, what's wrong?" ”

The old monk recited the Buddha's name again, and said softly: "Gathering ten thousand people into one, the soul body formed in the end is still the sweetheart you know?" ”

Li Changjing stiffened.

"God is always fair, everyone's fate has long been predestined." The old monk said softly: "The donor has traveled all over the world, saved countless people from fire and water, and accumulated great merits, isn't it better than this soul technique?" ”

Li Changjing's body stiffened again.

"But why do you want her to bear that sin for me?" The young monk was in great pain, "countless gossips, gossip, slander and conspiracy, finger-pointing." She just likes a monk, and the monk likes her, what's wrong? Why can't the world tolerate us? ”

The old monk just chanted a Buddha horn and stopped talking.

"I can't go back."

Li Changjing waved his hand, and the blood-colored streamers gathered around him disappeared one after another.

He sat down, picked up the woman in red on the ground, and pressed his forehead against hers.

After a while, he stood up again, looked at the distant sky, and said loudly: "Poor monk Li Changjing, I am willing to use life and life, reincarnation will not stop, to redeem today's sins, in exchange for a hundred years of Ling Xiaorou, the lord of Lening County, carefree, painless, no pain and no sorrow." ”

He spread his hands and chanted a Buddha horn.

The majestic ginseng giant shadow in the sky disappeared in an instant, turned into a streamer, and rushed straight down, impacting the Dharma phase of the Buddha and Demon Community to pieces, and then continued to fall, hitting Li Changjing's thin body.

Li Changjing turned around, looked at the woman in yellow with tears streaming down her face, and smiled: "Yuanyang is a real person, there will be no time in the future." ”

He put his hands together, opened them again, and the string of crimson Buddha beads in his hands immediately rose to the sky, turned into twelve meteors, and flew away in all directions.

At the moment when the body became fragmented and ashes, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a golden light fell.

The woman in the red wedding dress began to slowly ascend to the sky with the golden light.

Li Changjing, who had returned to his normal face, stared at her and muttered to himself, "In the next life, don't meet me again." ”