Zhou Linghan lowered his head and looked at it, only to see that in the scorching red lotus, the man in the white robe was raising his hand to reach out to her, the snow-colored wide sleeves were flying like clouds, and the eyebrows were clear, elegant and dusty.

She hesitated for a moment, then gently squeezed his bony palm. He Guangtongchen avoided without a trace, only holding her sleeve and tugging lightly, she flew in the air like a falling flower, and Yingying landed at his feet.

She was hesitating to say something thankful to him, but his gaze only swept over her nonchalantly, and then looked at the vast wilderness. She had to swallow back the words that were choking in her throat.

After all, Zhou Linghan does not have the blood of the red lotus, she is the god of the river in Kyushu, and she is used to living by water, so the monstrous heat wave around her makes her panting and sweating.

He Guang Tongchen immediately glanced around, suddenly grabbed Zhou Linghan, took three or two steps in the air, and landed on a piece of ground.

Immediately, he let go of Zhou Linghan, raised his sleeves and waved, and used the Red Lotus Karmic Fire as the boundary to enclose a piece of land with a radius of thirty feet, which not only allowed Zhou Linghan to stay away from the Red Lotus Karmic Fire to get a respite, but also allowed the huge Blood Jiao to hover outside the karmic fire and had no chance to take advantage of it.

Standing in this square inch of land, looking up, above the air, the dragon is in the sky, roaring in bursts, shocking the dragon chanting, and the town is full of heaven and earth. The lotus flames all around them were monstrous, covering the void, making the roaring blood Jiao open its teeth and claws at them, but they didn't dare to really kill them.

She stood opposite him, speechless for a moment.

There was a moment of silence between them, waiting for each other, and the atmosphere was solemn as if they were waiting for the verdict of life and death.

After a while, her bloody lips finally evoked a cold smile, and she asked with a hint of inexplicable expectation, "Why did you save me?"

The Buddha nature is pure and pure, and he never wants to cause dust on all sides, and he owes love debts in all directions.

After experiencing the love array and making a mistake, he was never willing to give Zhou Linghan the slightest expectation, so he replied simply, directly and clearly, "Because you are still useful." ”。

Sure enough, Zeu Ling's cold eyes dimmed, and he looked at him faintly, "Why, now even you have learned to be mercenary?"

His expression was indifferent, "The poor monk is a layman who will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, not the pure and dustless person that the donor is looking for." ”

Thinking back to the exquisite Yuanyang Flame Killing with Light Tongchen a moment ago, although Zhou Linghan had died before the establishment of the Shen Yuan Sword Technique, she still recognized it at a glance as if it was a witch swordsmanship.

And as far as she knew, Jing Wuchen had always only practiced Buddhism, how could she practice the sword skills of the Divine Realm so well?

Thousands of doubts were stacked together, even though she was sure that he was pure and dustless, she still couldn't help but ask in a cold voice, "Who are you? Why do you know the spells of the God Realm?"

He Guang Tongchen didn't know any magic in the divine realm, but it didn't prevent him from answering calmly, "The poor monk has incomplete memory, and he really has nothing to tell." ”

"Are you a member of the Junshen clan?" Zhou Linghan raised his eyebrows, and after asking, she smiled again, "No, no, you are pure and dustless, and your red lotus bloodline is unique in the world." ”

After all, she herself felt very conflicted.

How could this person in front of him practice both the Divine and Buddhist exercises at the same time?

This is also the reason why when the world first opened, the creation of the blue lotus was destroyed, and the lotus fell into the three sons, respectively, into the merit golden lotus, the karmic fire red lotus and the extinction black lotus, and the three lotus wisdom roots are different, and they can only enter the three realms of gods, Buddhas and demons.

In a trance, there seemed to be a yin wind blowing in his ears, and a stirring spirit woke up from his contemplation.

When she looked up, she heard He Guang Tongchen smile indifferently, "Why should the donor be obsessed with who the poor monk is, I'm afraid that the donor hasn't even figured out who he is." ”

The expression on his face was as inscrutable as the words that came out of his mouth. And she has always liked his unfathomable, after all, a man who can look at the end at a glance is too boring.

Holding back a trace of throbbing in her heart, she raised her head and said, "I am the Kyushu River God Zhou Linghan. ”

He Guang Tongchen smiled lightly, "The Kyushu River God has long since died in Beichuan. ”

"You're talking nonsense!" there was a hint of panic in Zeu Linghan's eyes.

In her panic, He Guang Tongchen asked unhurriedly, "If the donor is really the god of the Kyushu River, how can he be cornered by the blood Jiao?"

This sentence happened to ask Zhou Linghan's heart, she held the ice sword as if she had just woken up from a dream and pointed it directly at Heguang Tongchen, and sneered endlessly, "This is not thanks to you, for you, I am infatuated with white hair, for you, I buried the bitter cold Beichuan with divine power." ”

"So, you're dead, and you're no longer a Kyushu river god. He Guang Tongchen bowed slightly, from the first time he saw her, her dilated pupils had already told him that she was just a wandering soul who did not know where she was alive or dead.

"Am I dead?" Zhou Linghan muttered to herself with some frustration, she glanced at the red lotus flames burning in full swing around her, and the memories of the long years came flooding back, and after a moment of silence, she sneered again, "Yes, I remembered, it's you...... It was you who killed me, you killed me here, and you killed me here with the fire of the Red Lotus Karma......"

He Guang Tongchen looked at the stunning but crazy woman in front of her, and suddenly sighed, her face was as white as the moon, although she was in a trance, there was still no lack of fairy charm in her gestures, and she could vaguely see the elegance of the year.

He was surprised, it turned out that the river god of Kyushu was buried by his own hands in his previous life?

It turned out that he had such a deep grudge with her, and since he met here, he might be able to explore the old Zimi.

Zhou Linghan seemed to be in a very depressed mood, and the silence of the light and dust became the default in her eyes, so she pointed her sword at him, and her words became more and more angry, as if she wanted to tell him all the affection and resentment in her heart.

"Pure and dustless, my life, because I love you, I am defeated. Thirty million miles can't wait for you to walk together with a snowstorm, and three million years can't wait for you to say I love you. Thou hast hung a pot to help the world, and thou hast governed all sentient beings except me. You've let me down, you've made my heart cold...... Therefore, if you take me alone, I will slaughter you sentient beings. ”

He came back to his senses with the light, and he was dumbfounded in her exhaustion.

Under her angry eyes, he had no choice but to be relieved, "The Si people have passed away, why bother persevering." ”

"No, you are him, your Red Lotus bloodline is not something you can deny if you want to!" She stepped forward and pressed the blade of her sword against his heart, sighing like a memory, "Beichuan that year was also as full of lotus fire as it is today." Today you saved me, but that day you killed me!"

Seeing that she had been obsessed with his identity, he also knew that the red lotus bloodline was difficult to explain, so he had to vaguely half-push and half-admit it, "The poor monk is nine out of twenty this year, born in the spring of the fifty-sixth year of Qingxuan, even if the poor monk has a relationship with the pure and dustless you said, it is already a matter of the next world, and the grievances and entanglements between you, the poor monk knows nothing." ”

"Fifty-six years of Qingxuan?" Zhou Linghan frowned slightly, looking confused.

From her mouthful for three million years, and the light and dust knew that Zhou Linghan and her old man must have been a person from the previous era, because she died early, she naturally didn't know much about the current world.

He wasn't good at cheating, and he didn't intend to cheat her. Since he wants to understand Wu Buzhou from her, and understand the grievances and hatreds of the year, then he should be honest with her first, no matter how big a mistake she has made, he believes that a woman who is so affectionate will never be too bad.