Below, Si Luoying and several people were worried about their lives, and above, a monk in a robe, holding a prayer bead made of one hundred and eight golden silk bodhi seeds, folded his hands, walked out of the crowd, and greeted Zhu Qingliu: "Good wishes to the donor." ”

Zhu Qingliu returned the salute to the master very politely: "Master Prajna is good." ”

This master of Prajna is a high-ranking monk, unlike the stubborn and stinky Taoist priests in Kunlun Ruins, and he does not like to associate with those immortal cultivators in Penglai Immortal Island, and usually travels around the world, promoting Buddhism, persuading people to be kind, and almost does not ask about the world, I don't know why he came to participate in this demon conference today?

Master Prajna smiled at Zhu Qingliu very kindly and kindly, and persuaded: "Everything in this world has been predestined for a long time, irreversible, and cannot be forced. May it be time for the benefactor to let go of unnecessary obsessions. ”

When Zhu Qingliu heard this, he sneered and said to Master Prajna: "Zen master." In the eyes of the Buddha, not all living beings in the world are equal, why is there a bullshit that slaughters a village and saves a world. Master, you should persuade these people behind you to let go of the innocent reincarnated demon gods, and stop using harmful obsessions to do evil things under the banner of justice!"

Master Praruo was not angry or annoyed by Zhu Qingliu's cold attitude, and still said to Zhu Qingliu with a smile: "Zhu donor, excessive attachment will only hurt yourself, you ......."

Yan Yangtian was fed up with Master Prajna's verbosity, covered his broken arm, and gave the Qingyi Island Lord a look.

The island master of Qingyi immediately interrupted Master Praruo's exhortation to Zhu Qingliu with an impatient face, he had long wanted to get rid of Zhu Qingliu, a thorn in his eye, and he was a thorn in his flesh. Now is the best time to take advantage of the people to come, if you don't do it at this time, it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.

So, he said to Zhu Qingliu coldly: "For the sake of a monster, you lost the immortal root and became a demon who was spurned by the world, angry with gods and ghosts, the lowest in the Three Realms, and despised. If you are willing to bow down to the law today, we can still deal with it leniently, and if you continue to be obsessed and unrepentant against the righteousness of the human race, we will do the right thing for heaven and destroy you, the demon. ”

Zhu Qingliu glanced around at the monks who stepped into the air and put on a posture, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so much that the clouds were hidden and the heavens and the earth changed color.

After laughing, Zhu Qingliu, who had a hideous face, said to the island owner viciously: "What if you are spurned by the world, what if you are the enemy of heaven and earth? Even if there is no innocent killing of Chanjuan, I don't want to be in the company of you scum hypocrites who are hypocritical and sanctimonious." Immortals, jokes, you rely on you, and you deserve to be called immortals. You demons and monsters wrapped in human skin, for the sake of an unreliable rumor, have done many exterminating things, and you are full of benevolence and morality. Bah, hypocrisy!"

After Zhu Qingliu finished speaking indignantly and domineeringly, he glanced around at the people with blue faces again. These people's hands are more or less, indirectly or directly stained with the blood of the reincarnated demon god, and he will definitely not forgive, he will not forgive!

Zhu Qingliu looked around and said wildly: "Today, it is not you who hold the Immortal Conference, but I wish Qingliu to destroy all the Terran monks in this world in order to reincarnate the demon gods!"

Shangguan Qing saw that Zhu Qingliu was about to move seriously, and immediately asked everyone to quickly squat down, cling to the protective shield, and protect themselves. If anyone is curious and not afraid of death, he loses his life, he is not responsible!

Wu Ma Huan stood in front of Si Luo Sakura: "Sakura-chan, don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

Si Luoying was stunned when she heard this, and suddenly heard in her mind that when Mu Yunche was in Houjiazhuang, he had said the same thing to her, "Sakura, don't be afraid, Dasha protects you." ”

Si Luoying's eyes suddenly became a little moist, and Mu Ronghua glanced at Wu Ma Huan and Si Luoying, and pouted: "You two provinces! A sword qi of the immortal in the immortal maturity stage can wipe out a few of us, who can protect whom, and he is not afraid to flash his tongue when he says big words." ”

At this time, Zhu Qingliu in the air was like a falcon, and he rushed towards the top of Kunlun Mountain with a "sigh".

Today, he wants to flatten the ruins of Kunlun to the ground to relieve the hatred in his heart, no matter how painful the price to pay.

Zhu Qingliu, who flew with the sword, a blue figure was like a cyan lightning, rushing straight to the top of Kunlun Mountain.

The Void Sun True Man and the Qingyi Island Lord glanced at each other, and then chased after each other with all the monks, one after another, using their own immortal magic weapons, like rainbows.

Si Luoying and the others, who were hiding below to watch the excitement, sighed one after another, whether it was cultivation, mood or physical fitness, whether it was cultivation, mood or physical fitness, they had made a qualitative leap, and they were terrifyingly strong.

Si Luo Ying's four swords flew to Kunlun Ruins, and they felt that they were already very powerful, but today they were all amazed when they saw these monks flying with magic weapons, the speed was so fast that it was almost difficult for the naked eye to catch.

Wu Mahuan said with some regret: "Zhu Qingliu is a genius of the world, known as the first prodigy in the four seas and Kyushu. Today, he was besieged by all the monks at the level of Suo Yin and Xiancheng, and I am afraid that he will be more than lucky. ”

The word "crazy" can make people crazy, Zhu Qingliu was fascinated by love, sealed his heart, and was only full of unwillingness.

He searched all over the world and Kyushu, but he couldn't find the whereabouts of the reincarnated demon god, so he had to admit that she might no longer exist in this world.

Then, he will have nothing to love when he lives, and it is better to die with these Terran monks who brutally killed her for ten lifetimes.

Five hundred years ago, Zhu Qingliu was just a handsome poor scholar, who went to the mansion of a rich and noble family to teach, and happened to bump into "Liu Chanjuan" who stepped out of the boudoir, and was immediately overwhelmed by the beauty, unworldly temperament, and amazing literary brilliance.

But he is just a poor scholar who worries about firewood, rice, oil and salt every day, while Liu Chanjuan is the daughter of a rich family who does not touch the spring water with her fingers, and her identity is very different, so he can only look up to her and sigh.

The painful infatuation finally ushered in an unexpected turn, the daughter of a rich family fell in love with a poor scholar, and elopement became the only way out for the two who fell in love.

However, the deep courtyard of the high-rise mansion and the countless strong families have become the biggest silent obstacle on the road of elopement.

But fortunately, the sky is pitiful and has a lover, Zhu Qingliu accidentally rescued an injured scattered immortal who was practicing in the world, and through his guidance, he stepped into the ranks of cultivating immortals.

In order to realize the dream of being a door-to-door match with Liu Chanjuan, Zhu Qingliu raised his eyebrows, and desperately studied the art of cultivating immortals and enlightening the Tao on the secret book.

When he ascended to the mansion with confidence and was ready to discuss his marriage, he was shocked to find that Liu Chanjuan had died mysteriously.

And the death was inexplicable, and no one in the entire mansion knew the reason for Liu Chanjuan's mysterious death.

The government's work could not find out what the cause of death was, and Liu Chanjuan's personal maid became crazy again, and she couldn't ask a reason at all.

At that time, this bizarre death of the daughter of a rich family also caused quite a stir.

After Zhu Qingliu learned that Liu Chanjuan was dead, he vomited blood and fell unconscious, and when he woke up, Liu Chanjuan had already been buried in the funeral.

Zhu Qingliu, who was crazy, rushed out of the house, threw himself in front of Liu Chanjuan's grave in the middle of the night, and desperately dug up the soil on the grave bag with both hands that could only hold a pen.

On the ten fingers that were bleeding, the skin and flesh were gone, revealing Sensen's white bones, as if Zhu Qingliu was crazy, and finally dragged Liu Chanjuan out of the coffin with red vermilion.

Zhu Qingliu held the cold corpse of Liu Chanjuan with her eyes closed in her arms, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and she fainted again and again.

Zhu Qingliu was originally a person who was deeply infatuated, he didn't want to believe that he wanted to keep his life, so he left silently. Leaving him alone, how will he live in this lonely and silent world in the future?

The moon in the sky only showed half of her hazy face sadly, and in the dark night, the big tree accompanied by the lonely grave shook her body in panic, and the branches rustled.

After Zhu Qingliu stopped crying, he hugged Liu Chanjuan's body like a wooden puppet, sat on the edge of the cold grave, and sat until the sun rose, and then sat until Yue'er quietly came out to work.

Full of anger turned to discouragement, Zhu Qingliu decided to commit suicide and give a funeral to his beloved.

As a result, he suddenly found that Liu Chanjuan's cold body seemed to be sealed in the death hole, which was the real reason for her death.

Zhu Qingliu couldn't understand how Liu Chanjuan, a simple daughter who stayed at home and didn't even know that there were gods and demons in this world, could be killed by cultivators in such a vicious way, there must be an unknown reason for this. So, he decided to spend his life in poverty and find out about the death of his beloved.

Zhu Qingliu, who sorted out his mood, buried Liu Chanjuan's body from the beginning, and then every day in addition to coming to the grave to worship, he hid in the woods to cultivate immortal enlightenment.

Zhu Qingliu was extremely intelligent, and he knew that if he wanted to find out about this matter, he had to go to the place with the most cultivators.

However, Kunlun Ruins and Penglai Island will not accept people casually, and only by improving their own cultivation can they be qualified to worship under the door.

Zhu Qingliu's toughness is beyond ordinary people, once he gets serious, no one or anything can stop him. He practiced for countless days and nights in the nearby woods where Liu Chanjuan's grave was buried, and when he finally achieved something, he immediately set off and went straight to Kunlun Ruins.

The head of Kunlun Ruins at that time was still Yuyu Zhenren, and he felt that Zhu Qingliu was a good seedling that was rare to see in a hundred years, so he immediately accepted him as a disciple of Kunlun Ruins.

After Zhu Qingliu became a disciple of Qingshan, he continued to practice hard and stand hard work, and he was very tactful, and he was soon loved by everyone up and down Kunlun Ruins.

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