Since Wen Zhiliang persuaded everyone to kneel on the ground, he didn't pay attention to the inquiry of the wise monk, but turned his head to look at Li Zhiyu and the others, especially Li Xunli who stayed slightly. Li Xunli's eyes were flat, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look up.

Zhao Qingrou has a girlish temperament, originally thought that there was a Taoist priest's good show on the monk, but she saw Wen Zhiliang flicking the dust and throwing everyone off and kneeling silently, her face was red, her breath was hard to breathe, and she felt bored.

She muttered, "With such a big bald head, why can't he be beaten." The Buddha also descended to earth, tiptoed on the lotus, but did not realize that the Tao was a flower frame, useless, useless. ”

Although the girl's voice was soft, it was not far from the wise monk. When the old monk heard these words, his eyes closed, and a mouthful of angry blood almost spurted out. Wisdom gritted his teeth and insisted on not speaking, lest he unload his body and stand up, struggling, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Zhao Qingrou recalled that in the past, her father had occasionally spoken to a Taoist priest in a tattered robe. Although Zhao Qingrou was smart and well-behaved at that time, she was not here because her mind was not here, but she just remembered that the old Taoist priest said a few words about the world's Taoist cultivation methods, but there are people who are stained with human fingers and blood to turn demons into boiling up the body and soul-stirring people to turn the undead into unapproachable people. At that time, it was just fun, and there were tens of millions of masters around my father, how could I end up like this. But now I can see Wen Zhiliang holding the three pillars of ghostly incense, his eyes are fierce and fierce, the little girl's heart is pounding, and it is inevitable that she will be afraid in her heart.

Wen Zhiliang looked at the trembling young man with his head bowed, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of mockery. He stretched out his hand to shake the dust off his sleeve, and said with a slight sorrow: "Xunli, Poor Dao told you before that the world is prosperous, and there are many bitter appearances, hues, and even the statues of all living beings. He paused slightly, his expression seemed to be sad.

Li Xunli clenched his teeth, as if he didn't realize it.

After a long time, he said again: "You complain that poverty is unreasonable, and you mess with cause and effect. Do not open the altar to say the law, slowly lure it, in order to persuade it to be good and educate the world. But the poor Taoist thinks that all beings in the world are stupid, you are naturally intelligent, have excellent qualifications, and have learned many Taoist classics and scriptures, how can you still be as stupid as him. Wen Zhiliang finished speaking, and his eyes were full of regret.

He opened his mouth again and said: "The Yang God has been achieved, and the six links are fully opened." Since the poor path has opened a heavenly eye for you, it is expected that you can use these heavenly eyes to observe the suffering of the world, so that you can attain the Tao as soon as possible and achieve the six paths. From now on, you will transcend the suffering of the world, and when you ascend to the Tao, you will have your place in the Golden Palace. But you, you've disappointed Poor Dao too much. After Wen Zhiliang finished speaking, his eyes were sad and gloomy, which was full of spirit before, pointing out the spring and autumn freehand of the country.

Li Xunli gritted his teeth and did not answer, looking stubborn.

Wen Zhiliang saw that the young man looked like this, and sighed again. He spoke again with a little bitterness: "Do you have to rebel against the intentions of the poor Dao to be happy?, is your mother's life not worth mentioning in your eyes?" Wen Zhiliang said later, his expression sad, and the pain in his eyes overflowed with words. He reached into his arms with his left hand and took out a vermilion locket, looking at the sky silently.

Li Xunli saw that Wen Zhiliang was no longer speechless, and took out the vermilion locket, his expression was excited, the green tendons on his head were bursting up, and his eyes were full of heat.

"Xunli, if you listen to my words in the future and do not go against the intentions of the poor Dao, this pill should be given to you. If you insist on going your own way, then you and I are both happy, but it is also excellent. The poor path can also be less involved in cause and effect, and the Tao can be attained as soon as possible. Wen Zhiliang said this, his expression was excited, and the corners of his mouth seemed to cry and laugh. The beard is fluttering and spreading, and the sleeve robe is spread in the wind. He stretched out his arm to untie the green silk, and the green silk covered his face, like a ghost.

Everyone listened to the gentle and gentle voice, and their faces were full of intoxication. Li Zhiyu looked at Wen Zhiliang who was emanating from his cloak, and was carefully thinking about the meaning of Wen Zhiliang's words in his heart. The head is groggy and shows a lot of desire.

In the drowsiness, I could only see the fairy bouquet dancing around, or the beautiful girl calling in a delicate voice, or the monk and Taoist priest who could not see clearly and chanting the scriptures, or the scholar and scholar who were freehand and romantic. When he wanted to study deeply, he felt that there was something hot in his chest, and the burning body pain was unbearable, and Li Zhihu's eyes were a little clearer.

Wen Zhiliang stood on the high platform, his hair was scattered, looking at the sky and smiling. His expression was full of madness, and when he saw that the eyes of the people below were fiery, and there were many blurred red eyes, it was obvious that he was immersed in many hues, and he laughed.

After a long time, he fell silent again, looked up at the wind and clouds in the sky, and said gloomily: "I don't know if this heavenly immortal also has the affection of all beings, this delusional posture, and ordinary words. After Wen Zhiliang finished speaking, he shook his head again, and asked himself: "How can there be? Immortals travel above the nine heavens, how can they see that Li Shu in this world is sinking into his desires day and night, and he cannot be born in the world? Wen Zhiliang said that after that, his eyes were full of kindness and harmony, full of cold and murderous intent, how could there be a real person in the world before, and the posture of an immortal descending into the world. In addition, the green silk covers his face at this moment, which is even more terrifying.

Li Zhiyu listened to Wen Zhiliang's intermittent words, although most of them listened ignorantly, but he could still know three points. I can only hear a fog behind it. What scriptures, books, and saints are unkind?

The boy thinks about this, since he can't figure it out, then just don't meditate. He was originally easy-going, and although these words were a little less beneficial to him, they were even less cost-effective if he couldn't think about them, for fear of falling into the abyss and sinking into the abyss by mistake. Since the young man had made up his mind in his heart, he actually had two smiles on his face.

He thought about it for a while, but he only cared about his own thoughts and words, but he forgot that Zhao Qingrou's safety was in danger, and the young man's heart was self-blame. He turned his head to look at the little girl, who was usually bouncing around.

I saw that Zhao Qingrou's little face was slightly pale, her expression was confused, and her eyes were gloomy. He was nervous and wanted to wake up the little girl who was sinking into his own desires at this moment. Helplessly, she shouted loudly more than a dozen times, until her voice was exhausted and her throat was hot and painful, but Zhao Qingrou was still like this, and her expression remained unchanged.

"Little Brother Li, Miss Zhao, this Wen Lao Dao Demon Law is unfathomable, and the Dao is unpredictable. In today's situation, we must not indulge in our own desires, for fear that we will not be able to get rid of them. Someone shouted, as if the sound of rolling thunder exploded in the minds of Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou, and the hearts of the two people who were shocked moved slightly, and Zhao Qingrou opened her eyes.

Zhao Qingrou heard Li Xunli's words, her expression was different, and the girl looked at Li Zhiyu with a little sadness and said: "I didn't want to bully you in the future, but who knew that this girl actually said a prophecy." Li Zhiyu, if this is inevitable, I will accompany you to your father's military camp to watch the galloping posture of thousands of troops and horses, that is good-looking. It's just that at that time, don't be scared and cry when you are a weak scholar. After Zhao Qingrou finished speaking, she glanced at Li Zhiyu playfully, and her expression was a little more calm at the moment, quite a woman's style.

Li Zhiyu smiled when he heard this, and replied: "If it is then, it will be excellent." ”

At this moment, on the high platform, Wen Zhiliang's left hand was lightly pulled, and the dragon and phoenix incense that had burned most of the three pillars rose up, half floating behind Wen Zhiliang, and the smoke was billowing out, covering the sky and the sun.

Wen Zhiliang stepped out in one step, pointed at Li Zhiyu, and the true qi of the Dao Dao came towards Li Zhiyu like a long knife, Li Zhiyu only felt a pain in his chest, and blood gushed out, forming a line without falling. Wen Zhiliang tapped his fingers, using true qi as pen and blood as ink, and drew in the air. Li Xunli saw that the blood in the air was formed into threads, and the silk threads were entangled, and they were complicated. After a while, the dragon head that had already burned out actually reappeared, and the dragon head was facing upwards, as if it was roaring.

Zhao Qingrou looked horrified when she saw Wen Zhiliang's strange methods, dripping blood into a line, and using such a demon method. looked at Li Zhiyu's pale face, and saw that the young man's body was faintly weak, and he wanted to run to help, but his body was bound and difficult to get rid of, how could it be feasible.

Wen Zhiliang glanced at Zhao Qingrou, who was struggling hard, with pity in his eyes, as if he was feeling pity. Smiling slightly, he said coldly, "Don't worry." There are three pillars of incense, a carved dragon, a moment of phoenix, and a void. Your blood is the introduction of this engraved phoenix incense. As for the people around, although the body is turbid and gloomy, it is not easy to support the common people in the poor way, and to support you in heaven and earth. Isn't it beautiful to think that God has the virtue of a good life, and let you turn into incense and transcend the sea of suffering. After Wen Zhiliang finished speaking, his right hand was clicked, his strength was like a knife, and there was also a trace of blood overflowing from Zhao Qingrou's body, flowing to the incense of the tattooed phoenix. Li Zhiyu heard Wen Zhiliang's words in a daze in his weakness, and bit the tip of his tongue heavily, his eyes were a little clear. He struggled hard, trying to escape, but he struggled and couldn't move, and as the blood was lost, his strength weakened, and he gradually fainted.

Li Xunli looked flustered and wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be full of negative force, and he couldn't breathe.

The surrounding crowd was originally half-obsessed and half-obsessed, but when they saw Wen Xianren's fingering, the pair of demonic blood flowed backwards, and went straight to the dragon and phoenix incense, and Gu was very happy and shouted: "Wen Xianren's wonderful magic power is set to eliminate demons here." We bow down and do not repay it, and we do not recite it without reciting its compassion. ”

At this moment, Li Zhiyu had already fallen into a state of fainting, and as the blood around his body flowed backwards, he went straight to the dragon candle, and the meaning of weakness became more and more obvious. But there is a smell of wine around the heart veins, although it is very weak, but the heart veins are intact. At this moment, in a half-coma and half-dazed, I heard that everyone was still talking about the great kindness of the immortals, sweeping away the demons and other words, and my heart was especially sad.

People have two ends, one is skin and the other is bone. In addition to this, there is still a breath. If this exhaustion is exhausted, there are no muscles and bones, and it is as soft as mud. The ups and downs are at the mercy of others, and their lives are also in the hands of others. At this moment, many villagers around him don't talk about skin and bones, but this qi has been lost.

Wen Zhiliang saw that many villagers were chanting in unison at this moment, and it was very funny in his ears, just like he was ten years ago.

"Everything in the world has a master, either the Lord or the Lord. It's just that between this house, the Lord is also with him, and he is also the Lord. Wen Zhiliang sighed softly, looking at the two dragon and phoenix patterns that had appeared at this moment, and his heart was a little happy.

"Since this sentient being is stupid and can't be saved, then the poor way will learn to save the suffering Tianzun once, save you and wait for a rescue. Tianzun is often accompanied by nine lions, and when he hears the roar of the nine lions, he goes up to the Nine Heavens Immortal Court, and goes down to the Nine Shadows to cross the undead. The poor road is here today to see and see, whether this is really the case. Wen Zhiliang smiled slightly, his fingers were incense, his sleeve robe was rolling, the three pillars of incense were burning more intensely, and the smoke was billowing out, faintly covering the sky and the sun.

Wen Zhiliang's footsteps moved slightly, took the three-pillar incense in his hand, and moved lightly between his fingers, and the three-pillar incense was broken in response.

The floating dragon and phoenix patterns broke off with the incense sticks, and there were faint signs of dissipation. Wen Zhiliang glanced at the many people below, and a smile appeared on his face. His body suddenly swept out, and he immediately returned, and when he came back, his hands were dripping with blood, Li Xunli opened his eyes and saw that Wen Zhiliang had an extra head in his hand at some point.

Li Xunli did not understand Wen Zhiliang's intentions, although he occasionally assisted Wen Zhiliang to spy on people's hearts and check people's ethics, but he also did not understand Wen Zhiliang's behavior very well. For Wen Zhiliang, it is easy to take people's heads like this, but what is the use of Wen Zhiliang.

Wen Zhiliang seemed to see the doubts in Li Xunli's eyes, and said with a smile: "Ten years ago, I had a fate. Now is the time for me to undo it. Li Xunli didn't understand what he heard, and how to solve the relationship at this time.

Wen Zhiliang ignored the inquiry in Li Xunli's eyes, and said again, "Ten years ago, Poor Dao made a wish to incinerate ninety-nine pairs of infatuated men and women to prove his stupidity. It's a pity that the taxes in this village are heavy and wars are frequent. Everyone loves to have a boy but not a girl, and the poor road is bitter because he can't leave this Luohu village too far, so he has to wait for a long time. It is only now that the last couple of men and women have been found. Now it's just enough to make up the number, how is it not the time to solve the relationship. Wen Zhiliang smiled and said, "Xunli, do you know why Poor Dao admires you so much?" Li Xunli shook his head when he heard this, puzzled.

Wen Zhiliang shook his head slightly, with a slight helplessness in his eyes, and he said again: "Because you are the same as the poor Dao." It's just that the poor road has been gouged out of your heart and has a attachment, and you have been robbed of your eyes and have a foolishness. ”

Li Xunli didn't understand what he heard, and he was confused. He knew that if it weren't for Wen Zhiliang to clean his eyes, he was afraid that he was still groping and crawling in the dark, and he was a blind man in the world. I obviously opened my eyes, how was someone robbed of my eyes again, and how I was stupid again.

"Xunli, do you know the origin of these three pillars of incense?" Wen Zhiliang ignored the young man's doubts and thoughts, still talking to himself, he asked again, his tone was two more gentle at the moment. Li Xunli was stunned when he heard this, and shook his head again.

"These three pillars of incense are big, big. Wen Zhiliang's tone changed slightly, and he was full of pain and disappointment at the moment, he lowered his head slightly, and then his voice was inaudible.

After a while, he said again: "Lovers in the world want to live forever, and there is no end to this life. But when Poor Dao buried her lightly ten years ago, Poor Dao understood that the world is forever. Even if you are a master of the Tao, you are dying of old age and death, even if you take away a little bit of heaven and earth luck and live for a hundred years, in the end, it is not also life and death, and there is no trace of spring dreams. These three pillars of incense are witnesses. After he finished speaking, his expression seemed to be remorseful and relieved.

Li Xunli was slightly stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at Li Zhiyu and the others, and saw that the blood shed by the two was obviously flowing to the two pillars of incense, and said: "Daoist Wen and the younger generation have told jokes, this pair of men and women admire each other in their hearts, how can they love and hate." ”

"Fate gathers and scatters, all of which are fixed. There are six chongs in the hexagram, which is the mandate of heaven. Wen Zhiliang sighed softly, and gently threw the three-pillar incense that was broken into two against the dragon and phoenix pattern, and the smoke was billowing out, and the smoke repeatedly moved around the map, turning into clouds and rising up. From a distance, the dragon and phoenix are hidden in this layer of smoke and clouds.

"Xunli, you have been practicing with the poor path for a long time, and the poor path is going to test you at this moment. You say, since the dragon and phoenix have been completed, what should we do next?" asked Wen Zhiliang with a smile. Li Xunli was full of doubts at the moment, how could he have the heart to answer, but he was silent.

"This last step is to put the finishing touches on it and paint its feathers. That is the usefulness of you, Ixun Li, a blindless person. Wen Zhiliang said to himself again, and the dust in his hand made a knife and stabbed straight down, and the qi could reach a hundred zhang away. Li Xunli was stunned when he heard this, only to feel that the pain in his chest was abnormal, and the blood was knotted in one place, and the painting was a long rope, which went straight to the dragon eye and the phoenix feather.

"Love becomes its image, infatuation becomes its god, coupled with the turbid qi of all living beings, it becomes its muscles and bones, I Wen Zhiliang should be back then!" Wen Zhiliang's tone was leisurely, his eyes were already godless at the moment, just staring at the two dragon and phoenix patterns blankly, with a little hope.

In the past, I heard that the saint flew away on the dragon road, and today I am gentle and knowledgeable with all the sorrows in this world turned into a catastrophe, just to see you, okay?