Chapter 22: Immortals also have civil and military appearances
When the woman heard this, her brows furrowed slightly: "Therefore, too many people either choose to commit suicide, or choose to be drunk and dream of death, and do not look at the real world, because this world will not be as anyone wishes." Because this world is not made for one person, but millions of mediocre people are here to make up this world. ”
Lingyu hooked her lips: "Yes, that's right, it is precisely because too many people choose to escape that you will be born-Nightmare." ”
"Could it be that my cultivation is to seek good fortune and avoid evil? Could it be that all monks become immortals for their own selfishness? No, you're wrong. You see that there are only a part of the people who are poor and cannot become immortals in their lifetime. It's precisely because of this small part that you have been achieved, isn't it? ”
"All things are mutually reinforcing, if there is no them, where do you come from, people feel that the world is not as they think, everything is not as good as their own wishes, they feel that they are born at the wrong time, they feel that they are born hopeless, so too many people choose to give up when they realize that some things cannot be changed, do nothing, and die of drunken dreams day and night, but."
Speaking of this, Lingyu turned his words around, and stared at the person in front of him with heavy eyes: "People forget that it is precisely because of their own inaction that things have not changed, can they not do something if they know that it is wrong?" Can a relationship not start knowing that it will not work out? People are not born to avoid anything, but to face these things and find their own way from them. ”
"Life has always been mixed with joys and sorrows, and it is difficult to argue, but people should not exist only for joy or sorrow."
For a moment, Dye Qing was persuaded and was asked, but then she thought of the person in front of her, who seemed to be so upright and clear, not drowning in her own demons and nightmares? It seems to be indomitable, but in fact, it is strong on the outside.
Thinking of this, Dye Qing had confidence, softened her body, leaned on Lingyu, and lured Lingyu to continue to sink with her eyes full of desire to refuse and welcome, she didn't believe that this woman could break free from her own demons and break free from her shackles. So far, no one has been able to take the initiative to break her existence.
"What about you, are you different, did you choose to escape? It's just that you find that there are some things, no matter what world you go to, you can't escape, but now it's different, you have me, as long as you want, I can take you away from everything you want to escape, and I can give you all the happiness you want. ”
Her words were soft, but seductive.
"What do you want? Money? Status? Cultivation? Man? If you want to be on top of the world, if you want to change the world, if you want everything to be as you wish, I can help you, as long as you give yourself to me. ”
Lingyu still chuckled and looked at her, listening to her say all this, but there was no wave in her eyes.
The moonlight hit the two of them, and there was no reason for the ambiguity.
Seeing that Lingyu was unmoved, she stretched out her hand and conjured Lin Wenyu's Qiankun bag out of thin air, pouring out countless elixirs and cultivating cheats.
"Don't you want the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill, don't you want to get rid of Lin Wenyu and Yun Yiming's control, I can give you these things. And it won't make you pay any price, let alone treat you like Yun Yiming, as long as you nod now, it's all yours. ”
As she spoke, her body that should have been soft slowly became taller, and her gorgeous face gradually transformed into a cold and handsome young man, who was looking at her with sweet eyes at this time.
"I'm yours too." Her voice also became exactly the same as Sanskrit.
"But you are wrong, you did give me everything, so that everything can make me go smoothly, but you yourself know that the world is not made for one person, but man is made for this world. A person who is about to awaken, not only suffering can make her awaken, but also living a smooth life will awaken him. ”
"Before Shakyamuni Buddha became a monk, he was the prince of a country, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, everything went well, and even his parents didn't let him become a monk so that he had fine clothes and food since he was a child, and he didn't have any contact with the real world outside, but so what?"
"People who really want to awaken will never delay their steps because of anything, why did Shakyamuni Buddha have a smooth life, poor and extravagant, but after discovering the existence of suffering, he resolutely chose to become a monk and do penance? False things are always fake and will be exposed sooner or later, but only true will never be erased. ”
Hearing her words, the man laughed angrily: "Heh, then tell me, what is true or false?" Is the cultivation world here real? Is your original 21st century true? Is your existence real? My existence is also real, all this is true, and what I can give you is also true. ”
"My existence is true, my desires are false, and all appearances are false."
"The torrent of history will not change because of anyone's will, and my will will will not change because of the torrent of the times." Lingyu's eyes were as bright as stars, and when she stared at her, she felt as if she was seeing the only light in the cracks of darkness for no reason.
But then she realized that she was here to get her demon pill, and she sneered at the moment.
"Oh, when it's true, it's true and false, why do you come here to look for me when you think everything is empty?" The man slowly changed back to his original form, unintentionally fiddling with his red danko, but a purple mist slowly rose around him.
Lingyu took a few steps back: "I didn't want to harm you, after all, cultivation is not easy." "For the sake of one's own selfish desires, relying on one's own cultivation to plunder those demon pills that are not as good as one's own people or demons, what is the point of holding on to the things in one's heart.
"You don't have to pretend, in your state of mind, I have seen it, you came here just to take away my demon pill, I have dyed green and practiced hard, and I have never done a thing that hurts heaven and reason, but you sanctimonious monks, in order to cover up your desires, impose all crimes on us, so that you can find a better excuse for killing us and taking away our demon pill."
"Yes, you are just doing the way for the heavens, and it is also a last resort to seize other people's demon pills, but you have never thought that it is not easy for us demons to cultivate, and we have to beware of you monks with sinister intentions everywhere, you think that you have no desires and no desires, and you can be martyred at any time, but have you ever thought about why I am here today?"
When Lingyu heard this, she suddenly felt ashamed, she originally thought that Nightmare was a monster that did a lot of evil, or something that had not yet opened her spiritual wisdom, but now it seems that the spiritual power on her body is pure, not like it can be refined by killing people and taking pills, nor is it a misty demon beast with unopened spiritual wisdom.
She wanted to save Fanyin, but she didn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, and she couldn't help but make a mistake right now.
"It's your heart calling me that I heard the sound, and if you humans didn't have so many desires, my path of cultivation wouldn't be so smooth."
No, she always felt that she was being wrapped in it, and just now she bewitched herself and let herself fall into a dream, maybe she will never wake up, how can she become kind-hearted?
Just thinking about it, the sword was put on her neck, and the woman who was harmless to humans and animals just now was looking at her coldly at this time.
At that moment, Lingyu blessed her soul, and she felt that the Lingtai was empty, as if everything in front of her was like a cloud of smoke, and those things that had trapped her disappeared at this moment.
She was enlightened and understood.
"You are bent on death, and I can only fulfill you." As soon as Dye Qing's subordinates were about to exert force, they were pinched with their bare hands, and bright red blood flowed down the sword body to Lingyu's neck, but she didn't mean to let go at all, but played with the sword with her bare hands.
The wind blew Lingyu's cheeks, and there was still a trace of mist in her eyes just now, which was bright and empty at this time, and when she looked at those eyes, she felt that she had suddenly arrived in a world shrouded in fairy mist.
A stream of spiritual power came to the nightmare's body along the sword body, and the nightmare wanted to let go, but found that the hand seemed to be tightly attached to the hilt of the sword, and it couldn't be withdrawn, and a few drops of cold sweat gradually dripped from his forehead.
Just when she thought she was going to die here, the woman in front of her suddenly let go of the hand holding the sword and looked at her with a light smile.
"You come with my heart, and you go with my heart." Say what you say.
The woman fell to the ground in pain, and then her body turned into a dream bubble and dispersed with the wind, leaving only a purple demon pill, which fell on the blood-stained palm of Lingyu.
The blood color bloomed bright flowers on the demon pill, and when the demon pill was in the bag, it still flashed with an indelible purple light.
Seeing this, Lingyu sighed: "All things have their own fate. ”
Lingyu was about to leave, when he saw two people lying not far away, at this time, the two of them had long lost the vigor of the first meeting, but their faces were withered, their hair was scattered, and they looked as if they had been sucked dry of spiritual power, if they were left alone, sooner or later they would be killed by ghosts in the shadows.
After thinking about it, Lingyu still gave them an enchantment around them, which could resist some low-level demons and monsters, but could not resist too powerful demon beasts, and the rest could only depend on their own creation.
Lingyu thought that it would take only three days at most to enter and come out of Linchuan, but when she saw Yun Yiming, she knew that the outside world had passed for ten years, and between the grass and the warbler flying, she saw Yun Yiming's impatient face.
Yun Yiming took the demon pill in her hand, probed it carefully, and then looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling: "You are a little better than I imagined." ”
What is good to use or not, she is not a thing, is it too insulting to use this word, etc., it doesn't seem to be right if it's not a thing.
Lingyu complained frantically in her heart, and not only rolled her eyes on her face, but fortunately, Yun Yiming was busy eyeing the people behind him and didn't see it.
"I hope we can work together more happily next time." Yun Yiming waved his hand, Ge Yuai threw Fanyin's body over, Lingyu reached out to catch Fanyin's still sleeping body, and he didn't wake up for many days, making his face more and more pale, losing his original blood color, and the haggard did not fade his face, but gave him a layer of pitiful fragility.