On the top of Dayuan Mountain, Chu Qiuli put a leaf in front of his eyes boredly, folded and folded it for a while, and then felt bored and threw it aside, and then looked at his feet, a group of ants lined up in a long line, carrying a dead caterpillar in a swarm.

Probably because he didn't have any alcohol to drink, and he couldn't find anyone to talk to him about the stories about his "domination of the world", so this group of inconspicuous ants suddenly aroused Chu Qiuli's interest. He squatted down and looked at the group of ants, driven by some kind of thought that he couldn't understand, Chu Daxia began to count the number of those ants carefully.

He counted for a while, but the ants were shuttling back and forth, and there was inevitably a mistake.

So when he counted the thirty-sixth and the two hundred and seventh ants, there was a sudden muffled snort of pain not far away.

Chu Qiuli stood up vigilantly and looked sideways, but saw that the monk sitting on the edge of the cliff was lying on his back, covering his chest with one hand, and his white clothes were full of shocking bloodstains.

"What's going on?" Chu Daxia suddenly changed color, although he didn't like this monk who was chattering with gods, but he was also the main combat force against Senluo Palace, if he had an accident, Chu Daxia's chances of survival would become more and more slim, with such a thought, Chu Qiuli hurriedly put down the matter of counting the ants, and walked quickly to the monk.

Chu Qiuli's loud voice was a well-known skill, and it stands to reason that his exclamation should have reached the monk's ears. But when Chu Qiuli walked up to the monk, the monk still lowered his head and maintained his previous posture motionless, and did not give Chu Qiuli the slightest response.

Chu Qiuli said secretly: Could it be that this is dead?

This thought poured out, Chu Qiuli's face suddenly changed, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly squatted down, and stretched out his hand to check the monk's situation. But before the hand touched the monk's body, the monk's voice suddenly sounded.

"Alas. ”

It was a long sigh, mixed with some emotions that Chu Qiuli seemed to understand.

Then the monk slowly turned his head, revealing his face that still had undried blood.

That face looked somewhat grotesque and hideous, so that Chu Qiuli was stunned, and after a long while, he asked again: "You... This is...?"

"If you can't cross people, you will be devoured by them. The monk smiled miserably, and when these words fell, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes slowly closed at that time, and his body was crooked, and he was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Chu Qiu's eyes were quick and he supported his body, which saved him from falling to the bottom.

But even so, Chu Qiuli was a little at a loss at this moment.

He slightly probed the condition of the monk's body, only to feel that the breath in his body was disordered, the meridians were misplaced, and he was obviously seriously injured, if he didn't rescue him quickly, he might be worried about his life, but Chu Qiuli's cultivation was not enough to treat such a complex and serious injury, and today the Mengliang group went to the bottom of the mountain again, and they had not yet returned, Chu Qiuli couldn't find anyone to help, and it was really anxious and chaotic for a while.

"What can I do about this!" Chu Qiu jumped to his feet in a hurry, muttered in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth for the Guanglin ghost, but more blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"You can't die! how can I explain when they come back when you die!" Probably because he was too flustered, Chu Qiuli began to mumble to himself.

But at this moment, in the grass hut not far away, a figure slowly walked out of it.

It was a woman, with long hair and a shawl, and a pale face. She walked slowly, leaving water stains everywhere she passed. Although the appearance has changed slightly, the outline of Liu Dingdong can be vaguely seen. She was indeed her, and she had been living in the hut for the rest of the day, and had been asleep most of the time, and had hardly ever come out to walk around.

At this moment, her sudden appearance made Chu Qiu inevitably a little surprised, but soon he came back to his senses, hurriedly picked up the unconscious Guanglin ghost and came to the woman, and said anxiously: "Come and see, what's wrong with him?"

"It's okay, leave it to me. The woman said softly, although she knew that she didn't do it intentionally, her voice still gave Chu Qiuli a strange feeling like a ghost whispering in the night. Chu Qiuli hurriedly put the body of the Guanglin ghost in front of the woman, but the body subconsciously faded a step at that time, and looked at the woman with strange eyes.

This woman's whole body is like being soaked in water, from her hair to her clothes, she is wet, these Chu Qiuli are all aware, although it is strange and habitual, but at this time, when the woman stood in front of Chu Qiuli, Chu Qiuli realized that this woman had no vitality on her body, no different from a dead person.

Chu Qiuli's approach was naturally noticed by the woman, she looked up at Chu Qiuli, and there seemed to be something flashing in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. Then she squatted down and looked down at the unconscious Guanglin ghost. The gaze is gentle, and there is a slight complexity in the gentleness. It's like a lover looking at his Langjun, and it's like an elder looking at his later life.

She stretched out her hand and slowly stroked Guanglin Ghost's cheek, her movements equally gentle. And with her touching like this, Chu Qiuli could clearly feel that something seemed to be being pulled out of Guanglin Ghost's body. Chu Qiu couldn't help but be a little worried, but thinking of the relationship between the two, and he had no choice but to hold the mentality of a dead horse as a live horse doctor at that time, and let the woman do this.

This situation has lasted for more than ten breaths, the woman suddenly withdrew her hand, Chu Qiuli was about to ask, but at this moment, the Guanglin ghost, who was still in a disordered breath and was almost on the verge of death, suddenly opened his eyes at that time.

Chu Qiuli was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly showed joy, he came to the Guanglin ghost, and shouted loudly: "Alas, my little ancestor, you have finally woken up, you are frightened of me!"

He shouted like this, but the Guanglin ghost who sat up seemed to hear Chu Qiuli's voice, he looked sideways at Liu Dingdang on the side at that time, and the look on his face had neither the happiness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, nor the gratitude that he deserved for being rescued, but only calm and indifferent like an ancient well.

He asked, "Who won this one?" ”

Liu Dingdang glanced at Guanglin Ghost deeply, and spit out a word that was also inexplicable to Chu Qiuli: "All lost." ”

Then Liu Dingdang stood up, walked towards the grass shed, and slept quietly in the shed again.

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The night was deep, and Chu Qiuli sat by the cliff with a frown.

He looked at the monk beside him with some distress, and then turned his head to glance at the woman who was sleeping in the grass hut again.

Then Dahan sighed, he knew that he should have followed Liu Sheng and them down the mountain at that time, although he was tired of coming back to climb the mountain, it was better than staying with these two guys. They were full of eccentricity, and after seeing today's scene, such eccentricity became more and more ingrained in Chu Qiuli's heart.

"Are you afraid of me?" The monk on the side seemed to feel Chu Qiuli's cautious gaze, looked back at Chu Qiuli and asked.

Chu Qiuli hurriedly shook his head, squeezed out a dry smile on his face, and said in his mouth: "No, no, where is it." ”

The monk continued to take care of himself: "People in the world are always like this, they don't know whether it's true or false, they don't know whether it's good or bad, they only know that they are blindly afraid of the unknown. ”

Chu Qiuli slandered in his heart: What's so strange about this, not everyone in the world is like this.

But he didn't dare to do so in his mouth, so he could only respond again and again: "Yes, the monk is right, how can we grass people have your vision." ”

How could Guanglin Ghost not be able to hear the hypocrisy in Chu Qiuli's words, but he didn't break it, and was about to say something more, but at that time, his face suddenly changed slightly, as if he sensed something, and looked sideways behind him. Chu Qiuli was stunned for a moment, and at that time he heard a noise behind him, he hurriedly stood up, and said with a happy face: "It's them who are back." ”

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although Liu Sheng, Meng Liang and the others were all stuffy gourds, and most of them became silent in the face of the pressure of the approaching war, but it was better than being alone with this strange Guanglin ghost. Just as he was thinking about this, a figure appeared in the flat-roofed woods, a woman dressed in black, born as beautiful as a flower, like a person walking out of a painting, and a smile inadvertently touched the hearts of others.

Rao is a Chu hero who prides himself on not touching the flowers and leaves, and when he saw this woman's appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"You are..."He had never seen the other party, in fact, such a woman, even if Chu Qiuli didn't have any thoughts about her, but if he had met once, he would never forget it. And at this time, such a person suddenly appeared on this Dayuan Mountain, which was inevitably a little strange.

Chu Qiuli quickly realized this, and a look of vigilance welled up between his eyebrows.

But that vigilance vanished the next moment.

Chu Qiuli looked at the girl, and the girl also looked at Chu Qiuli at that time, but unlike the vigilance and surprise in Chu Qiuli's eyes, the girl's eyes were full of surprise and excitement.

She jumped up and down in front of Chu Qiuli, looking Chu Qiuli up and down, with a little scrutiny in her eyes.

Chu Qiuli was a little numb by the girl who suddenly came out, he subconsciously shrunk his neck, but the girl leaned forward again, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Chu, you have gained weight again!"

The title of Xiao Chu made Chu Qiuli stunned, not that he felt offended by calling him so old as a girl, in fact, the title of being in the rivers and lakes for so many years was nothing in Chu Qiuli's heart. What really stunned him was that the title girl and her tone reminded him of the last person who called him like this - Canghai Liu.

Just when Chu Qiuli was stunned, a voice came from the woods where the girl escaped at that time: "Xuan'er, don't mess around." ”

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"What! She's Xuan'er. Like Ye Hongjian and the others, after listening to Xu Han's explanation, which followed Xuan'er, Chu Qiuli also showed the same surprised expression as everyone at that time, and even the tone of exclamation was almost the same.

"Why can't it?" Xuan'er raised her head and said proudly, as if she was enjoying Chu Qiuli's gaze at her at this moment.

How dare Chu Qiuli quarrel with Xuan'er, who had already obtained the true body of the Demon Monarch, he could only suppress the horror in his heart at that time and remain silent.

"Brother Song, what about them?" Xu Han smiled slightly, but he didn't care about Xuan'er's nonsense, but he asked so. On the way up the mountain, Ye Hongjian had already spoken to him, Song Yueming, Ning Zhumang and even Meng Liang together with the two current sword immortals all came to this Dayuan Mountain, counting Liu Sheng, who had been here with Xu Han at the beginning, there were six people, but they were nowhere to be seen at this moment, he couldn't help but be a little strange.

Speaking of this stubble, Chu Qiuli was also a little dissatisfied. He snorted and replied, "They have to go to the foot of the mountain every day to investigate the situation on the side of Da Zhou, and sometimes they go for a few days, and it is estimated that they will not come back until later." ”

The big battle is imminent, and there is nothing wrong with knowing more about the enemy's dynamics, Xu Han nodded, his eyes sank, and fell on the monk beside Chu Qiuli.

Seeing this, Chu Qiuli grinned, in his opinion, Xu Han should also be the first time to see the Guanglin ghost who has changed into such a appearance, and he should also be shocked at this moment, he just waited for Xu Han to ask, and he could also explain it, so as to satisfy his well-informed little vanity of Chu Daxia.

Chu Qiuli, who had such a thought, secretly rejoiced in his intelligence, but the next scene surprised Chu Qiuli.

Xu Han's gaze stopped on the Guanglin ghost, and the Guanglin ghost also stood up and saluted Xu Han and the people behind Xu Han one by one, and everyone except Xu Han did have a puzzled look on their faces as Chu Qiuli expected. But Xu Han was the only one with a normal complexion, and even returned the monk's gift.

"I haven't seen the donor for a long time, and the donor's cultivation has improved a lot. Guanglin Ghost seemed to be a little surprised by Xu Han's reaction, he was slightly stunned, and then said so.

Xu Han smiled slightly when he heard this, but he didn't respond to his words, but said with heavy eyes: "Can the holy monk win this time?"

Guanglin Ghost was stunned again, and couldn't help but have a very strange feeling, some things he also knew for a long time, and he had never spoken to anyone, but listening to Xu Han's words, he seemed to know everything about him, so he couldn't help but be a little distracted at that time, and only after a while did he respond: "Before the end, who can say the number of wins and losses." ”

The two of you say a word, and I can hear that Chu Qiuli, who was about to show his knowledge, was a little confused, of course, the Zen machine in these words was not something that Chu Qiuli could understand, but as the only few men present - Su Mu'an, who had not dried up in Chu Qiuli's heart, was naturally not a man, and Zhou Yuan, who was over seventy years old, would never be involved in these things.

At this moment, the two were chatting hotly, and Chu Qiuli always felt that if he stood aside, his face was somewhat dull, so he licked his face at that time and stubbornly entered the conversation between the two: "What loses and wins, we must not lose, and if we lose, we will be gone, so ah, I think the more we have to work together at this time." ”

Chu Qiuli said a lot of empty words that he didn't believe in himself, while Xu Han and Guanglin Ghost, who were looking at each other, turned a deaf ear to Chu Daxia's speech, and the two continued.

"The holy monk has the common people in the world, takes himself as the guide, and wants to cross the world for all living beings, Xu admires this behavior to the extreme, but Xu has a word here, and I hope the holy monk will listen. Xu Han said.

Guanglin Ghost Eyebrows were calm, but the different colors in his eyes became more and more intense, as he thought before, this Xu Han seemed to know everything he did very well. He frowned slightly, but still said, "The donor, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"How can a person who has an obsession persuade others to let go of his obsession?" Xu Han said softly, but there seemed to be some kind of strange rhythm in the tone that was not high-pitched, beating on the heart of the Guanglin ghost.

And the Guanglin ghost who heard this, the peace between the eyebrows was broken for the first time at that time, he seemed to think of something, but he couldn't grasp it, the feeling of not being able to ask for it, and abandoning it really made the Guanglin ghost's heart irritable, and he had to chant the Dharma in his heart, which forcibly suppressed the irritability. Then his gaze at Xu Han this time suddenly became sharp, and he asked with a calm brow, "How do you know this?"

Xu Han smiled again and said: "Buddhism has always had a saying that cannot be revealed, some words can be said thoroughly, and some words will not work if they are said thoroughly. The holy monks do not need to be distressed, as long as they write down these words and sound them when necessary, they may be able to find a glimmer of life. ”

When Guanglin Ghost heard this, the expression between his eyebrows became more and more solemn, and he asked again: "Vitality?

Xu Han's gaze finally moved away from Guanglin Ghost at this time, and he turned his head to look sideways at the grass hut on the edge of the flat roof, where Liu Dingdang was still sleeping peacefully, and it seemed that the noise of everyone had not affected her for half a minute. Xu Han glanced at that place, then withdrew his gaze, and then spoke again.

"Your vitality. ”

Guanglin Ghost was stunned again when he heard this, and he was about to ask something more, but at this time, Xu Han seemed to have lost interest in talking to him again, and suddenly turned his head and looked at Chu Qiuli, who was ignored because of the conversation between the two.

Chu Qiuli felt Xu Han's gaze, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to say something more, so as to join the conversation between the two, but before the words came out, Xu Han's voice came before he spoke.

"Brother Chu, I also have something to say to you. ”

"What?" Chu Qiuli asked inexplicably.

"It's about Ran Qingyi. ”

The words of these short numbers made Chu Qiuli's face change suddenly, and he frowned, and there was no previous playfulness on his face: "What words?"

Xu Han responded in a deep voice: "Although a big deception can deceive the sky, a big thief can steal his life. But the reincarnation of heaven has its own fixed number, and it is forced..."

"It will only harm others and yourself. ”