Rizhao Temple is not the same as Ronghui imagined.

When she was in the Dachen realm, she had been to the holy land of Buddhism, where there was life everywhere and the Buddha was full of light.

In addition to the Buddha light in the Daxiong Treasure Hall here, it is gloomy everywhere, like the Senluo Hell Gate.

The Buddha statues carved on both sides also became abominable faces, and the face of compassion turned into a rakshasa face.

Rong Hui walked very slowly, very slowly.

While walking, I secretly looked at the cinnabar mark between Ming Xiu's eyebrows, and the more I looked at it, the more dazzling I felt.

"It's the end of the road. ”

Ming Xiu reminded in a low voice.

Rizhao Temple is built on the mountain, behind it is the towering mountain, a green river meanders through the temple, like a jasper belt, dividing the temple into two.

Rong Hui strolled into the pavilion, sat on the stone bench that had become obsolete by the wind and sun, and carefully looked at Ming Xiu.

He looked very young, like a twenty-year-old boy, his eyebrows were calm and calm, as if emotion and emotion had no effect on him, and he was at peace with what he encountered, and he was calm.

Rong Hui looked at it for a long time and finally spoke.

"When did you die?"

Ming Xiu was stunned, "Two hundred years ago. ”

Rong Hui asked again, "Where is the flesh?"

Ming Xiu smiled faintly, "It has turned into a cup of loess." ”

Relics that appear after the cremation of a Buddhist disciple and a person who has attained the Dharma.

Ming Xiu set himself on fire with a spring, and the relics left behind were placed under the Rizhao Temple to guard Fang Xingyun.

The punishment of spring fire is the torture of burning the living to death, and he is reborn in extreme pain, plus he is a Buddha cultivator, and his good karma has been accumulated, and his divine sense has been strengthened a hundredfold, so that he can continue to guard Fang Xingyun and resolve the resentment of sealing the seminary.

Rong Hui didn't know what to say.

She was silent for a long time, and then said, "Straight to the point."

At the beginning, I approached you on the grounds of helping you see through the love calamity, because of this lotus pond in Rizhao Temple.

I learned from others that there is a Buddha seal golden lotus pond here, and I want to use it to clear the anger of the phoenix egg and regenerate the withered golden lotus. ”

Rong Huixiu said ruthlessly, he didn't know anything about love, everything was just an excuse.

Ming Xiu said lightly: "I know." ”

"I lied to you, and I am willing to bear the cause and effect. ”

Rong Hui's icy eyes looked at Ming Xiu who was indifferent, and said indifferently: "You saved me, what do you want in return, just mention it." ”

Within her ability, Rong Hui will also help him complete it.

"Rong Cao Fairy has a relationship with my Buddha, and I don't need any reward. Ming Xiu sighed, "It's all fate." ”

Rong Hui had something on his mind, and his heart was very chaotic.

When I saw the cinnabar mark between Ming Xiu's eyebrows.

Rong Hui understood that Ming Xiu was emotional.

The object is a little apprentice.

Rong Hui's mind went blank.

It's only been a month or two that I haven't seen stability, and it's become like this.

Rong Hui was unexpected.

The atmosphere in the gazebo was awkward.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

"Ming Xiu, you know the ruthless Dao of Yan Hui and I. Rong Hui said seriously: "We can't do anything about your robbery." ”

Ming Xiu smiled and was silent, and the Buddha beads turned quickly.

"I'm not a stubborn person. ”

Seeing that his expression was low, Rong Hui stood up, "Ruthless Dao, this road is very difficult.

Too forgetful, forgetful and public, forgetful.

Don't be moved by emotions, don't be disturbed by emotions.

Unless gifted.

Otherwise, every ruthless sword path sword cultivator will have to go through the love word.

Therefore, ruthless kendo is extreme.

This extreme is mostly the sermon of killing husbands, killing wives, and killing friends.

Cutting off the interference and influence of the people who care about you is like cutting off the back road.

From then on, I will move forward, chase the way in my heart, and spend my life at ease. ”

Rong Hui sighed deeply, "If you are alive, whether it is stone and wood or spirits, as long as Yan Hui is interested in you, I don't mind."

After he survived the love calamity, those who had bonds with him did not disappear completely, and there will be great blessings in the next life.

But you're dead.

No more death.

The Tao cultivates this life, and the Buddha cultivates the next life.

If you die because of your face, the wrath of heaven will fall on him.

Yan Hui is my only disciple, and I can't bear it. ”

The little apprentice betrayed his relatives in the previous life, and died for himself against the catastrophe, and he was wiped out.

Rong Hui must protect the little apprentice thoroughly.

Ming Xiu turned the hand of the Buddha bead and suddenly paused, and laughed, "Rong Cao Nuxian is too worried, Yan Hui is just a brotherly to me, and he doesn't have any extra thoughts, my emotion is my own business, and it has nothing to do with him." ”

Ming Xiu has been lonely for hundreds of years.

It is difficult not to be distracted from the sudden intrusion into such a person who adds color to the immutable world and becomes vivid in life.

"Well, I don't understand. Rong Hui has never encountered such a problem, an unsolvable problem, "I sensed that there was something very powerful under Rizhao Temple, dare to ask what it is?"

The things below the Rizhao Temple give Rong Hui a very familiar feeling.

Very, very familiar.

Familiarity carved into the soul.

"The Blood Sea Palace under the lotus pond is sealed with a ghost cultivator from Penglai Pavilion. ”

Seeing Rong Hui's helpless appearance, Ming Xiu's heavy mood somehow became relaxed, and he only felt that this ruthless Dao Sword Cultivator who stepped on the sea of corpses and blood was simple and cute in terms of love, he thought that Rong Hui was going to reprimand himself with righteous words, but he didn't expect her to be sulking with herself.

Diverting the topic, Rong Hui felt a lot better, and she hurriedly asked, "Tell me about the calendar." ”

Ming Xiu carefully transported the three heavenly pillars from the last dean of the Feng Divine Academy, and turned them into a place for refining ghosts.

Rong Hui was puzzled and said: "It took so much effort to make the Yin Yang Incense Burner Gathering Spirit Array just to refine the ghost flag, I don't believe it." ”

There is no need for Penglai Pavilion to make such a big battle in the Xiaochen Realm.

"Naturally, it's not as simple as refining a ghost owl. ”

Ming Xiu looked at the gray sky and shook out all the information he had found for hundreds of years, "Feng Shen Academy is the only way to Yingzhou Island in the overseas Immortal Mountain.

Hidden in a mirage, Yingzhou Island manifests itself on the sea on August 15 every year. ”

Yingzhou, Penglai, and Abbot are three overseas immortal mountains, and their whereabouts are erratic, and only those who are destined can see them.

Among them, Penglai Xianshan has been reduced to the nest of Penglai Pavilion ghost repair.

Yingzhou is in the Xiaochen realm.

Only the abbot is unknown.

Rong Hui asked, "Is there anything they need on Yingzhou Island?"

Penglai Pavilion has taken a lot of effort, and there must be something they want on Yingzhou Island.

"Keel. "The monk's robe of the Ming cultivator rolled up, and a golden dragon bone appeared in mid-air, "There is a bronze gate on Yingzhou Island, and there is a dragon bone hidden behind the door, which is rumored to be the backbone of the Pangu Great God's mount Divine Dragon, and it is infinitely powerful.

The ghost of Penglai Pavilion refines the ghost here, and wants to get the moon first in the metal building.

After the bronze door is opened, let the banner ghost fuse with the dragon bone of the divine dragon, and refine it into an infinitely powerful supreme divine weapon!"

Rong Hui looked at the backbone of the divine dragon in the air, and the blue sea divine dragon law suddenly trembled violently, and she sensed that the dragon bone and the law dragon bone in her body were one.

Rong Hui's heart was surging, and she had a strong desire in her heart.

Eager to get your hands on the keel!

"Penglai Pavilion has gone to such great lengths, it must be trying to make the keel into an artifact. ”

The power contained in the artifact is ten million times higher than that of the immortal weapon.

Rong Hui has only seen two artifacts in his life.

One is the Mountains and Rivers.

The other is the seal of the head of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, listen to the universe.

Rong Hui restrained his excitement, "What's the name of the Penglai Pavilion ghost cultivator you guard?"

If Penglai Pavilion wants to refine an artifact, it will at least send someone above the elder level.

I don't know why she asked like that, and said honestly: "His name is Fang Xingyun." ”

As soon as these words came out, Rong Hui was like being struck by lightning, and her complexion turned gray in an instant.

There seemed to be a lock in his mind, and it suddenly opened, and the sealed memories poured into Rong Hui's mind like a torrent.

Rong Hui lost his mind for a long time, and his ice-crushed eyes stared at Ming Xiu, "Say it again, who is he?"

Fang Xingyun. ”

The surging and majestic aura is overwhelming, Rizhao Temple is shrouded in a murderous atmosphere, the wind is raging in a flash, the thick lightning splits down, the momentum is huge, like a galloping horse, this thunderous killing intent, even the earth is trembling!

The disciples in the Feng Shen Academy stared at the terrifying killing intent in horror, shrunk into a ball of fear, and their souls trembled.

Ming Xiu looked at Rong Hui, whose eyes were blood-red, and the black-red life sword that made people look like falling into an ice cave appeared on her chest at some point, and hurriedly sealed, "Rong Cao Fairy, calm down, don't be impulsive." ”

She had just gotten rid of her anger and finally woke up.

If you get angry again, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Fang Xingyun destroyed my dynasty and slaughtered my entire clan, why am I angry!"

She remembered!

All about Fang Xingyun!

Rong Hui's teeth gritted "Gege", her eyes flashed with an uncontrollable anger, hatred and anger burned in her, she grabbed the black and red life sword that had not yet been formed, rushed to the lotus pond along the induction, and jumped into the blood water with a "poof".

Li Yanhui, who was resting, was startled, and before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Rong Hui being ejected by the Blood Sea Palace under the lotus pond and falling straight on the bluestone slab.

"What's wrong. Li Yan hurriedly hugged her to the soft collapse, "Ming Xiu, what stimulated my master?"

Ming Xiu's mind was clear, and he only said: "I remembered the bad past, I was so angry that I fell into a coma." ”

Rong Hui clutched the sword of life in her hand, her lips were pursed into a line, layers of cold sweat came out of her forehead, she seemed to think of something bad in the past, her brows were twisted, and her hideous expression looked extremely painful.

In the chaos, Rong Hui stretched out her tired eyes, and she looked blankly at the white space, unable to see or hear anything.

I don't know how long later, a creepy voice suddenly appeared.

"I see how long you can hide, she is a child of destiny, destined to cultivate immortals, don't wait for mortals to be ignorant!"

Rong Hui couldn't see the person's appearance, and he couldn't sense where he was, and when he heard these words, he couldn't help but sneer: "What kind of bullshit son of destiny, people love to cultivate, what do you have to do with it?"

The voice didn't seem to hear Rong Hui's words, and continued: "You don't have the right to choose!"

Rong Hui hates power and oppression the most, she summoned Liuyun to hold it in her hand, but the touch in her hand was different from usual.

Not a streaming cloud.

Rong Hui looked down, and at some point something that looked like a sword appeared in his palm, but it was actually a flat stick.

The black and red spiritual mist wrapped around the sword body, and Rong Hui couldn't see its true appearance, but he could sense that the sword was entangled with his soul, and the spiritual mist on the sword body moved with the rhythm of breathing.

"Sword of Life?"

Rong Hui held the sword connected to his bloodline, and after thinking about it, he really didn't have this memory in his mind.

The risk of cultivating the life sword is extremely high, and the slightest mistake will shatter the bones.

This sword of life is clearly your own.

But why didn't she sense it?

While thinking about it, the voice was as cold as ice, and said it lightly.

"It's gone. ”

Rong Hui chuckled in his heart, "Don't kill it!"

The sword of life is swung.

Just listen to a few "clicks".

The white chaotic space was shattered.

An ancient city full of war and rivers of blood appeared in front of Rong Hui's eyes.

Two richly dressed men and women were hung high on the city walls, ropes tightening their necks.

"Father, Mother!"

Rong Hui instantly understood that this was her memory, a memory that had been sealed.

Rong Hui's eyes were red, and the whole person rushed over like crazy!

The name is an ethereal memory, and Rong Hui couldn't help but shudder when he saw this scene.

She remembered.

In the previous life, she had not been found by her master, and she was the Emperor of the Dead Kingdom before she practiced in the Ethereal Illusion Mansion.

And the person who destroyed her dynasty and slaughtered the whole clan was Fang Xingyun!

At that time, the young Rong Hui hid in the magic circle and was not found, and through the hole in the nail cover, she saw Fang Xingyun who took Penglai Pavilion to slaughter the people of the country.

Rong Hui held the sword of life, and his heart was like colic.

But she was young, found a way to temper the sword of life in the dungeon, and began to practice without a teacher, and almost went mad, and was later taken to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion by the master.

Master sealed this painful memory.

But the hatred for the ghost cultivator of Penglai Pavilion has always been buried in Rong Hui's heart, and she instinctively rejects and hates Penglai Pavilion, and she is extremely angry.

After choosing the Ruthless Dao, the anger became heavier and heavier, and the corpse mountain and blood sea on the soles of his feet slowly accumulated in the Dachen Realm, and finally became what it is now.

"Fang Xingyun!"

Rong Hui shouted this name that she hated to the bone, and opened her eyes suddenly.

"Master, Master. ”

Li Yanhui anxiously used her spiritual power to heal her wounds.

When he saw his blood-red eyes, he was startled.

Li Yan patted his chest back, "Master, are you awake?"

Rong Hui sat up slowly, she held the sword of life that had not yet taken shape, and said coldly: "Unprecedentedly sober." ”

She was well aware of her current situation.

Spiritual power is not enough, and it must be slowed down.

Plan well.

Take it easy.

The master of the previous life told Rong Hui that after ascending, he would be able to find Fang Xingyun.

Because, Fang Xingyun has already attained the Tao and has become a ghost immortal.

At that time, she was still very young and remembered Fang Xingyun's name.

Later, the master sealed Rong Hui's memories and told her that she was an emperor of a dead country, and asked her to practice hard.

Sealed due to memory.

Rong Hui didn't remember that he had a life sword at all.

The fairy swords were changed one after another, and none of them were satisfactory.

Rong Hui's master is a person who has attained enlightenment.

If it weren't for the coincidence, Rong Hui escaped death, and sensed the ghost cultivation aura that he hated when he was young in the Feng God Academy, and forced out the life sword, before she soared, she definitely didn't know that she already had a life sword.

"Master, your sword ......." Li Yan saw that the master's expression was wrong, and said with concern: "Why don't you put it away, the past has become the past." ”

Inch by inch, Rong Hui touched the sword of life that he had forgotten for hundreds of years.

The sword body trembled slightly, as if it had been an old friend for many years, soothing her pathetic emotions.

Finally returned to her body.