"Buddhist monks, ruthless and loveless. Qiong Luo looked at Jiuxiao, her voice was neither high nor low, but it was full of resentment, and the kind of depression made people's eyes sour and the tip of her tongue bitter.

Jiuxiao looked at Qiong Luo, tears rolled down again in his eyes, but the ebony stick in his hand slowly appeared in front of him, full of aura, rich as water, and slowly condensed into a lampstand about one zhang high, brilliant and dazzling.

"It's lit, this thief has lit the Buddha lamp. ”

"After this Buddha lamp is lit, hehe!"

"Ordinary bald donkeys don't have the ability to light Buddha lanterns. ”

Although Ye Tian didn't know what the Buddha lamp was, he could still hear some clues from the talk of these demon beasts, I am afraid that after this Buddha lamp, Jiuxiao's backlash was not ordinary.

But at this moment, Qiong Luo spoke again: "You don't have to be like this, with your ability, let me be wiped out only between breaths." ”

Jiuxiao didn't say a word, but kept urging the aura in his body to gather on the lampstand, and the lampstand also changed from the original yellow-green to emerald green, until it was dark green.

And now it has turned from the initial aura to the convergence of the spiritual liquid, knowing that at this time, the spiritual liquid is slowly condensing towards the spirit stone, and the spirit stone is gradually transforming from green to light green or even light green, until the spirit stone in some places begins to appear a little bit of crystalline, and the spirit stone begins to transform into a transparent color.

Ye Tian looked at the Buddha lamp in front of Jiuxiao, but the pressure in his heart doubled, and the desire for power was once again stained with all his plans.

It wasn't until the Buddha lamp was completely formed that Jiuxiao sat cross-legged, but he was in mid-air, looking at Qiong Luo's eyes full of tenderness, but the perseverance in the depths of his eyes was undisguised.

Sometimes giving up may not be a big deal, how many times can you live a lifetime?

At this moment, Qiong Luo began to slowly review her life, but after thinking about it for a long time, she picked up the most important thing in her mind.

The demon beast entered the world, sealed the spiritual power, concealed the divine sense, and walked in the world without hiding the world, and a warehouse that was already full of dust in memory was opened again.

The land of the hook fence was originally a dirty place, and it had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but Qiong Luo was born here, and her fate was ill-fated, and it was difficult to live, but she happened to meet Jiuxiao at that time.

Although Jiuxiao was a monk when he was young, he had a face that a woman would never forget, and he had the ambition to influence the world.

Qiong Luo's heart only yearns for the avenue, and she is merciful to the men who are sent to her, just want to get a glimpse of the avenue in this repetition, and ascend to the immortal as soon as possible, in other words, Qiong Luo except for the Dao heart, everything else is gone.

Jiuxiao privately thought that these were all the sufferings inflicted on Qiongluo by the world, and vowed to do his best to transform Qiongluo and the men who came to find her.

Therefore, Jiuxiao sat cross-legged in the place where Qiongluo was, and whenever someone came, Jiuxiao would patiently persuade the person until he was persuaded to retreat.

But the consequence of this is that Qiongluo's basic sources of livelihood are all cut off, and she has no choice but to come out to explain to Jiuxiao, but the conversation between the two has made Qiongluo unforgettable.

"Why are you here?" asked Joan

"Transform sentient beings!" Jiuxiao said with his palms together.

"Can all beings know?" asked Qiong Luo.

"Life is suffering, and all beings don't know it. Jiuxiao replied.

"Where is the more bitter life and life?" asked Qiong Luo again.

"Both are bitter, and life is even harder. Jiuxiao replied.

"No one comes, how can the little girl live?" Qiong Luo looked at Jiuxiao and said sadly.

Men in the world are sad to pass the beauty pass, even if the monk Buddha is firm, he is also a mortal, which is the most important way for Qiong Luo to learn here.

Showing weakness can make her willing to worship under her pomegranate skirt, as a woman, she can be invincible if she looks at this matter, and men's ambition is the weakness.

Fame is important, but a woman's affirmation can make you lose your heart, even if you escape into the empty door, it is inevitable to be vulgar.

"If you have hands and feet, you can live. Jiuxiao raised his head and looked at Qiong Luo for the first time.

I saw that Qiong Luo's skin was fair, her facial features were exquisite, her eyes were like the autumn moon, her eyebrows were like silk mist, and her feelings were gradually growing between Gu Pan, and her dimples were shallow, which made people want to lie drunk in it.

After that, Jiuxiao still meditated in front of Qiongluo's room every day, and still persuaded those who came to find Qiongluo, but occasionally some people said that Jiuxiao moved into the door, but only the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra came out of the room.

Just when everyone thought that this kind of life would last for a long time, there was a bloody scene in front of Qiong Luo's door, Jiuxiao was holding a butcher's knife, and he was chopping off the fingers of the person in front of him with a knife, even if the other party's screams were miserable, they couldn't stop Jiuxiao's wielding butcher's knife.

It wasn't until all ten of the man's fingers were chopped off that Jiuxiao stood up with his hands folded, but the onlookers all looked at Jiuxiao quietly, thinking that he was going to leave.

"Leave your name and I'll visit you another day. The man with the severed finger endured the severe pain and gnashed his teeth.

Jiuxiao turned to look at the man, and said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "You don't need to change the day, you can do it now, poor monk Jiuxiao." After that, the knife fell in his hand, and the blood gushed like a spring, spraying Jiuxiao's head and face, and for a while Jiuxiao was like a hell Shura.

At this point, no one dared to come to Qiongluo, and life was difficult after the court was cold, but Jiuxiao still stayed here and refused to leave.

However, Jiuxiao's reputation took a sharp turn for the worse, and everyone who knew about it was scolding him, and even many Buddhist disciples came to deal with Jiuxiao.

However, Qiong Luo explained for him every time, which also made Jiuxiao feel quite grateful, and he had an indifferent attitude towards other people's misunderstandings.

But after all, Qiongluo makes a living from this, and the truth can't be eaten, even if she relies on herself, but a woman has no power to restrain the chicken, and her life is not as good as day by day, and she even needs to be cheeky to beg for a full meal.

In desperation, Qiong Luo informed Jiuxiao of her embarrassment, hoping that he would let him live, and even knelt down and begged him to leave.

Jiuxiao's body was shaken, and the Buddha's heart was greatly damaged for a while, and he stumbled away, and never saw Qiongluo, but he heard that Qiongluo would return to his old business after a few days, and his business was booming.

At that moment, Jiuxiao felt that his path to transformation was a joke, and even did not hesitate to erase others for this, but these were just tricks to coax the world after all, and the so-called avenue to influence the world was purely a sentence.

But these things are normal in Qiongluo's opinion, only alive, everything is possible, you can't ignore your own life and death for the sake of the so-called Great Dao, that way of cultivating the Tao may also be reasonable, but it is not something she can accept.

Therefore, it is somewhat difficult to understand Jiuxiao's actions, and she even feels that these are not the avenues she understands, so she didn't delve into them, but she just had some regrets, after all, Jiuxiao is a high monk in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is a little regrettable that there is no news like this, but it is just a pity.

It wasn't until half a year later that Jiuxiao's reappearance made Qiongluo's heart begin to throb in the depths of her heart, but Jiuxiao's purpose here was to kill.

And there are words in his mouth, and he looks like he is chattering, but his eyes are red, and his whole body aura is strong and weak, and he is on the verge of eruption, and he may fall into the demon path at any time.

For a while, everyone looked at Jiuxiao from afar, just like the scene of Qingqiu Mountain now.

"The world misunderstands me, the Buddha's heart is difficult to find, kill all the world's people, and the Buddha's heart appears. Jiuxiao's whole body was rickety, and blood flowed from his eyes.

It's just that the murderous aura of the whole body is pervasive, like the Nine Shadows of the world, and the black aura is swirling above the whole person's seal hall.

It wasn't until he saw Qiong Luo that he panted and said, "Life is bitter, why don't you die?"

"If you die, you will die, and you will survive. Qiong Luo looked at Jiuxiao and said with a smile.

"In order to live, dignity is bullshit?" Jiuxiao finally let go of the so-called tempered heart.

"Look at this world, who doesn't live for dignity? But how can the word dignity ever let anyone go? Ethereal and nowhere is there, but it exists forever, you entered the world as a Buddha, have you ever thought about why this is?" Qiong Luo's words were like Huang Zhong Da Lu, hitting Jiuxiao's heart heavily, and a sense of confusion suddenly arose, only to feel that it was difficult everywhere, and there was no nostalgia for life.

The firewood knife in his hand slashed indiscriminately, but there was no blood, only the knife was vertical and horizontal, and there was no light, and the black in front of him had already penetrated deep into his heart.

But I heard Qiong Luo speak: "Everyone in the world is suffering, but the Buddha is difficult to live, the Tao has all kinds of forms, and it is gorgeous in an instant." ”

At this moment, Jiuxiao did not have the slightest clarity in his heart, just meditated under the gaze of everyone and forcibly comprehended, but his heart was in turmoil, and the killing in his heart was surging, and it was difficult to calm down.

Qiong Luo looked at Jiuxiao in order to influence himself into such a field, and her heart couldn't help but be moved, but it is extremely difficult to live in this red dust, and it is also to live simply if she loses her dignity, which is not wrong in itself, why in Jiuxiao's eyes, this has become a demon that needs to be tempered.

For Jiuxiao, Qiong Luo was curious for the first time, approached Jiuxiao, and looked at his eyes that were red because of confusion at the moment, and there was no slightest contempt in his heart, only a burst of heartache that appeared at some point.

Once a cultivator is controlled by the seven emotions and six desires, the Dao heart is naturally difficult to stabilize, and the current Qiong Luo is affected by the Nine Heavens Dao Heart, and should have left immediately, but another voice strongly prevents this action itself, just constantly urging to get close to Jiuxiao's heart.

As everyone knows, this approaching almost cut off Qiongluo's path of cultivation.

Qiong Luo used Dao Heart as a supplement, jumped in from Jiuxiao's eyes, and saw what Jiuxiao wanted in his heart clearly, without the slightest reservation.

But because Qiong Luo didn't have the slightest aura and external support at the moment, she had no choice but to withdraw silently after looking at the dark world in Jiuxiao's heart, and then used all her strength to knock Jiuxiao unconscious, find a place where no one was, and lock him up.

However, the chatter of the gods of Jiuxiao did not stop.

"Only killing can awaken the world. ”

"All the Laws Are Illusory......"

"Women are not allowed to cultivate ......"

Jiuxiao's night and night howls failed to save herself, and Qiongluo was about to fall into the red dust hell.