The change did not end there, and after half an hour he was back to normal, but soon his face turned yellow, waxy yellow, sickly yellow.

It's the same half an hour.

Then there was a surge of dead air, enveloping his whole body.

Dead air. The anger that only people have when they die.

Bai Suzhen couldn't take care of it anymore and immediately cast a spell. But without Neidan, her spell could not touch Ning Caichen at all, except for hurting herself.

Seeing that her sister was vomiting blood and casting spells, Xiaoqing, who had a deep sisterly relationship, said, "Sister, let me come." ”

Bai Suzhen said: "Qing'er, you don't do enough, you will only hurt yourself when you cast spells." ”

Xiaoqing wanted to say the same thing about Bai Suzhen, but Ning Caichen changed again.

The dead qi shrank into his body, Ning Caichen opened his mouth, and the Lingzhi Immortal Grass turned into a small boat and came out of his mouth.

The boat was carrying a small person lying flat, and if you look closely, the little person is seven or eight points similar to Ning Caichen.

"Creation, it's really creation!" Lishan's mother suddenly appeared and was amazed.

"Meet Master!" Bai Suzhen saluted.

"Qing'er has seen her predecessors. ”

Lishan's old mother nodded, and looked at Ning Caichen carefully, as if she had found some treasure.

"Master, what is this?" How could there be an extra Ning Caichen, Bai Suzhen was puzzled.

The old mother of Lishan did not answer her question, but pointed to the boat made of Lingzhi fairy grass and said, "Zhen'er, look, what's under this boat?"

The body of the Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass is entwined with pale yellow light patterns, which looks like rippling water.

"It's Buddha light. ”

It is the Buddha light condensed on Bai Suzhen's inner dan.

Lishan's mother nodded and said, "Yes, there are four hardships in life: birth, old age, and sickness. We are waiting for our cultivation to transcend the four sufferings, and mortals cannot ask for them. Therefore, the Buddha called it the boundless sea of suffering. ”

"Master is saying that that is one of Ning Gongzi's four sufferings?"

"Yes, the Buddha is at ease, crossing the flowers on the other side, and crossing the boundless sea of suffering. Now that he is dead, he has crossed out of the body, as long as someone rebels and keeps the god of death from entering the gods, it will be difficult for him to die in the future. ”

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing looked at each other, although Xiu Zhenchao said the four sufferings, but it was above the heavenly immortals, and not any immortal could transcend it. In order to transcend the four sufferings, the cultivators said that they would turn yin and yang night and night, and adjust the dragon and tiger.

Ning Caichen was only injured, but in the blink of an eye, he was beyond the power of death. From then on, Yan Jun couldn't hook it, and he couldn't write it in the book of life and death.

Just thinking about it, Bai Suzhen made up her mind. "Master, I'm here to suppress it. ”

She opened her mouth and inhaled the Lingzhi boat, and the people on the boat merged into her mouth.

Lishan's old mother stretched out her hand and pointed, and the inner pill in Ning Caichen's abdomen automatically flew out and entered Bai Suzhen's mouth.

"Master?" Bai Suzhen was puzzled.

Lishan's mother said, "It's good that you took the initiative to suppress the god of death for him." Since then, no one has touched you easily. ”

The old mother of Lishan went incognito, and a voice came again: "Whoever has Haoran righteousness, there will be tribulations, and it will be good for you to help him more." ”

Lishan's mother was very happy, not talking about cause and effect, only talking about human feelings, which made her happy.

It would be nice if this matter could be solved in this way.

Bai Suzhen swallowed back her inner pill and immediately asked, "Master, in what capacity will I appear by his side." ”

Lishan's mother was in a happy mood and replied again: "Most people in the world are people who worship gods and suppress demons, but they don't know that in ancient times, demons were also gods. It's up to you. ”

Consider?

Does Bai Suzhen have a choice? Not to mention that she once injured Ning Caichen, just because Xu Xian doesn't like demons, she is destined to be difficult to reveal her identity.

As soon as Lishan's old mother left, Ning Caichen woke up. Without the barrier of the power of death, Ning Caichen's three souls operated in a mysterious way.

In this way, there is no birth, no aging, no illness, but there is no beginning and no end. One surname lives out of six reincarnations.

Without the control of his life, Ning Caichen was naturally refreshed. But when he woke up, he couldn't remember why he was here.

"Where am I, how am I here?"

I can't remember, I can't remember at all.

A person's body feels very good, as if it has never been so good. But I don't know how I got to another house, as if something is missing in my life. It's not good, it's bad.

Xiaoqing said: "You are drunk, and you don't know why you have to go home with us!"

Xiaoqing's nonsense came as soon as she opened her mouth, and because she had been worried about Ning Caichen for so many days, she even had the intention of playing tricks on people.

Ning Caichen was refreshed, his body had never been so good, and his memory had never been so clear. "No, it can't be, I don't have the slightest impression. ”

Seeing that he was so sure, Xiaoqing said angrily: "We are immortals, can we deceive you?"

This time, Ning Caichen remembered that Bai Suzhen seemed to have said that she had seen the Divine Lang Weaver Girl, so she took the maid ring down to the mortal world.

But is this true?

Ning Caichen looked at Bai Suzhen with his eyes, Bai Suzhen's Buddha light only crossed his death, but not his will.

He can't say that he doesn't believe in stories like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but he doesn't believe it all. Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing, this name is so special, it doesn't look like the sisters of the Seven Fairies at all.

Or maybe the name is only suitable for the legend of the White Snake.

It's okay that he didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, he was in a trance, as if he saw himself, and something connected them.

Seeing Bai Suzhen, he actually had a kind of hanger, the hanger saw the hanging rope, and the jumper came to the edge of the cliff......

"What the hell are you?" Ning Caichen said in horror.

"I'm a god, I said it. As soon as the words came out, there was no turning back, and Bai Suzhen could only tell the lie.

"This can't be!" Ning Caichen didn't know what he was insisting on.

Is it just a copy of "The Legend of the White Snake"?

"The Legend of the White Snake" was originally written by people. There may or may not be any.

He knew this, but he still clung to it. What exactly is he holding onto?

This is not the afterlife, this is a world of demons and monsters, with demons and gods. There are demons and gods, why is it impossible? Why can't fairies be called Bai Suzhen? Why do you have to let the white snake be called Bai Suzhen?

Ning Caichen was confused.

Bai Suzhen said: "I know you don't believe me. It's okay, I'm not going to marry Hanwen right away. Until the day you believe in me. ”

This seemed to be a good solution, Ning Caichen nodded, he had no reason to refuse.

"Will Hanwen agree?"

"Don't worry, I'll let Hanwen agree. ”

Ning Caichen believed this. When he didn't find the place where Bai Suzhen lived, Xu Xian's lost soul, if he didn't fall in, a fool wouldn't believe it.

Love is dazzling.

I didn't say anything what it was.

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