A sword cultivator looked at the Yuan Shen Phantom on Yunlan Mountain with a complicated expression, the Sword Sect was broken, they were enslaved by the War Demon Sect, and it was difficult to get ahead in this life, today I saw that Zhuang Panliu, who was even more inferior than them, became a Returning Origin Realm monk, and his mood was lost for a while.

There is disappointment, there is envy, there is renewed confidence, and there is hatred in the heart.

In front of the Hundred Battles Palace, Li Mei'er looked at Liyun Peak, where Mu Chujie's thunder tribulation had not yet begun.

Then he said: "Smile, whisper, for the teacher to take you to see your Zhuang Panliu's heart magic realm, the two of you must have a good understanding, it will be of great help to you in the future when you overcome the heart demon tribulation!"

"My Illusion Sect female cultivator is even more terrifying than ordinary monks because of the exercises!"

"In the eyes of the world, we are all the daughters of the best people, and we are all masters of playing with emotions. But the good rider falls from his horse, the good at water drowns, the good drinker gets drunk, and the good fighter dies. ”

"The extremes of things must be reversed, ruthless to the end, but easy to fall in love, unable to extricate themselves, the reason for the failure of the tribulation of the source of the crossing, in the records of the sect, the probability of the fall of the demon tribulation and the death of the thunder tribulation, can be opened in half. ”

Dou Xiaoxiao's pair of beautiful eyes revealed a look of disbelief and questioning, she has played with many men, and she is not as pure as jade on the surface, she only knows that she is clever when she deceives other people's feelings, but she does not know the true history of love words.

This woman also doesn't believe that she will be trapped in love in the future during the catastrophe of the demons, and she can't extricate herself.

In fact, Li Meier is talking about the most real human nature, what can be indulged is the body, not the soul, the more indulgent the body, the more empty the soul.

A prodigal son who indulges in flowers and a flower charm with rich experience and has read all the vicissitudes of life, these two kinds of people are more eager for a sincere and unreserved love than ordinary men and women.

Because for them, the flesh is easy to obtain, and there have been too many experiences.

And the snuggling of soul mates is very difficult to find, and I have found countless bodies that make my heart move, but I have not been able to find that one that is interesting and can accompany me all the way.

"You two must remember, you can't leave the side of the teacher for three feet, and you can't interfere with the grass and trees in Zhuang Panliu's heart magic realm, and this palace must also be in her heart magic realm, see what she thinks, what she fears, and the obsession in her heart. ”

Li Meier threw the ribbon into the air, and turned into white clouds in the wind, and the three girls floated in the air, breaking through the air, dragging a spiritual light in the void.

This light fell to Yunlan Mountain.

Li Mei'er swept her eyes, and her delicate face showed compassion, the ten dragon and tiger female cultivators of the Youshui Palace were all buried here, and the bones of a monk were all dry, and a monk practiced to the Returning to the Source Realm, how many corpses did he step on to get to this point.

The adult world is not easy.

The world of monks is even more difficult.

Zhuang Panliu's primordial spirit manifested on the mountain, and after being baptized by a robbery thunder, in the eyes of the sword cultivator with a complicated expression and restlessness below, it suddenly turned into a blue light, fell downward, and drilled into the cross-kneeled Zhuang Panliu Tianling cover.

In the Yuanhai of Zhuang Pan Liu Dantian, the golden pill of the four grades was shattered, and the pill was broken. An inch-tall miniature baby girl crossed her knees in the alien space in the Dantian Yuan Sea.

With a flower in front of him, Zhuang Panliu entered the last link of the Tribulation of the Returning Source Realm, the Tribulation of the Heart Demon.

Green leaves!

Spring breeze!

Drizzle!

A homeless, hungry little girl cowered in the drizzle under a willow tree by the river, and behind her was a rose-colored river, which carried several flower boats in the smoke and rain.

Those who believe in love, they hear that the lingering love story of talented and beautiful women happens on the flower boat.

The men who like heroes and heroes, the characters they admire, once drunk on the knees of beautiful women on this certain boat.

The glamorous courtesans and beauties, curling in the flower boat, singing or dancing, entertaining men, for them, it is just a shelter after experiencing a lot of sadness and helplessness, falling into the dust, selling themselves and laughing.

No matter how many lingering and sympathetic encounters there are, they are actually not as beautiful as ordinary people think, and there have been too many beauties with blood and tears in the smoke and waves that have passed.

On a flower boat, an old bustard, dressed in red and purple, about forty years old, stood on the bow of the boat and said:

"There is a shortage of soldiers, no grain is planted in the spring, there are no crops in the autumn, and a group of people will starve to death in the winter, what a sin!"

"Alas, Sister Yu, what does this have to do with us?"

"No matter how chaotic the world is, those uncles come to us to drink flower wine and sleep girls! If you want me to say chaos, there are people who are dying of hunger everywhere, and there are more people who sell their sons and daughters."

"Don't let us be bad people, force people to sign a deed of sale, buy a little thin horse without paying money, just give them food, raise them well for seven or eight years, teach them to sing songs, play the piano, draw a picture, and chant a poem or something, and when they become a tender and tender girl, the silver of white flowers flows in in a hurry. ”

"This business is really too peaceful, but it is not so easy to do!"

The old bustard sneered, instructed the turtle slave, and said, "What you said is a little reasonable, people will be more drunk and dream of death when the morning is precarious."

"Take a few men today and take a hundred pieces of silver. Go to Linhe Road and walk on the street, we won't make a move, the good seedlings will be picked up by others, you bring me a few better embryos back. ”

"Look carefully at the old lady, you have to pick a girl with a little spirituality, and the facial features should be good. ”

"The age can't be too big, and it's not too small, Niu Ji is a bit big and the farmer's daughter, her brain is stupid, and she is rough, she is not qualified to be a girl, remember not to pick a round apple face, when she was a child, she looked cute and red."

"This kind of little girl, when she grows up, nine out of ten will be paralyzed, a round face like a big cake, how ugly and ugly it is, my mother, I am from the flowering boat, not selling pancakes. ”

The turtle slave took a few people, put down the boat, and left.

On the riverside street, they were not the only ones who did this business, but also a big willow tree hugged by three people, soaked in thin clothes, and a yellow-haired girl who felt the wind and cold cowered under the big tree.

People come and go, no one looks at her more, just waiting for the moment when she dies, and then she is dragged away and thrown to the mass grave outside the city.

"Master Dart, let's gamble all the money given by Sister Hua, we haven't bought all the thin horses, and there are still a few missing, how can we pay the difference when we return to the ship!"

"Filthy, fuck you, three-legged toads are hard to find, two-legged people are everywhere, hurry up and find a few for you to get back to the boat"

"Yo, there's one under this tree, hey, girl, are you hungry, raise your head and show you!"

Five or six zhang away from the big willow tree, there were three beautiful women like fairies, like the empty valley orchid, and the three women quietly looked at the yellow-haired girl under the big willow tree.

The third girl didn't seem to be a person from this world, and a man who carried a burden and sold oil cakes came from the past.

"Cooking oil cakes, cooking oil cakes, fresh cooking oil cakes. ”

There was no such three girls in his eyes at all, and the burden hit it directly, just like hitting the air, except for a small ripple, he didn't hit the three girls at all.

"Master, how harmful is the calamity of my heart as Senior Sister Zhuang, how is this scene?" Dou Xiaoxiao asked.

Li Mei'er said in a low voice, "Look carefully! Don't act rashly, in case her heart magic realm hooks your obsession, the consequences will be unpredictable." ”

Just when the turtle slave drank five or six, an oil-paper umbrella was blocked on the little girl's head, an old nun, leaning down lovingly, under the big willow tree, the weak and thin little girl raised her little face, did not speak, and the tears could not stop flowing.

"Girl, the old nun is destined for you, you are willing to worship me as a teacher and practice with me!"

"Master!" the yellow-haired girl hugged the flying star old nun, as if she had seen her mother, as if she had been wronged endlessly, and finally found a place to vent to her heart's content.

"Master, this is the scene when Senior Sister Zhuang worshiped under the door of the Flying Star Seniors of the Youshui Palace?" Li Mei'er's other disciple, the whispering girl, couldn't help but ask.

Li Meier didn't answer, just watched Zhuang Panliu hugging the flying star old nun and crying silently.

Everything in the world, such as time and everything, came to a standstill in the midst of crying.

The turbulent river stopped flowing, and on a big flower boat, several graceful dancers were like sculptures, and their facial expressions were frozen, and they all looked at the rich middle-aged man who was drunk and dreamed of death on the main seat with a smile.

The man buried his head in the exposed chest of a dancing girl, and lightly bit a bead of flesh, pulling the papaya-like mass of white flesh to the limit.

The weeping willows by the river dam are motionless, retaining the wind and the butterflies spreading their wings.

The man who sold the pancakes opened his mouth wide and made no sound.

A luxurious carriage that had been driving in a hurry was motionless, and on the ground not far in front of the wheels, there was a child with a muddy face, showing all the horror on his face.

Everything freezes still.

The dancing girl didn't deliberately make a seductive voice under the man's bite.。

The wind did not blow the willow branches anymore.

The butterfly didn't fly anymore.

The nameless boy who was run over by the carriage and died under the carriage is frozen in the moment of fear before death.

"What's going on?" Dou Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.

A touch of surprise appeared in Li Meier's eyes: "She is sober, she is not trapped in the illusion of her heart at all." ”

Dou smiled and asked, "Then she can see us?"

"This won't be, for the teacher's illusion Dafa, this ability is still there!"

He asked softly: "Master, Senior Sister Zhuang can be soberly in the Heart Demon Realm, is that if she can easily survive the Heart Demon Tribulation?"

Li Meier said: "This is not, illusion is born from the heart, many people in the world can understand life and death, understand the images in the world, but they can't see through life and death, and can't see through the images in the world." ”

Just like some emperors in the world, he knows that people are going to die, but he wants to ask for an elixir of immortality, do you think he can't understand it? No, they can't see through it, they can't give up the power in their hands, they can't give up everything.

Zhuang Panliu cried: "Master, I saw you again, I hope that all this is a dream, wake up from the dream, you are still by my side." The junior sisters are not dead, we are all here."

The reality is cruel, the reality is so cold, sometimes, people would rather live in dreams, rather live in illusions.

At least in the dream, at least in the illusion, there is still that illusory ray of warmth, and there is the person you want to see.

In the illusion, only Zhuang Panliu's howling and crying remained, how much sin she suffered in front of people, how much she pretended to laugh in front of people, how much suffering she felt in her heart.

Li Mei'er frowned, she was quite anxious for her, and turned over her hand and took out a strange magic weapon, which was a very small hourglass, and grains of golden sand kept pouring down from the bottom, forming a golden line in the glass jade bottle.

The three girls all looked at the golden thread, and the golden sand on it became less and less.

"Jinsha is draining the avenue", Dou Xiaoxiao said anxiously: "Senior Sister Zhuang's obsession is too strong, and if she drags it out, she will exhaust the power of her soul and die in the magic realm, Master, let's get out of here quickly, otherwise it will damage the soul." ”

Li Mei'er glanced at her beloved disciple, this Dou Xiaoxiao's performance today was very unsatisfactory, people often say that the female cultivators of the Illusion Sect are cold and thin, but Li Mei'er hopes that her disciples will be cold and thin externally, and there must be a kind of sisterhood internally.

Li Meier took two disciples into Zhuang Panliu's mental magic realm, in addition to wanting to understand Zhuang Panliu's obsession.

In order to train for the two disciples, let them increase their knowledge, so that these two women can see the suffering of Zhuang Panliu cultivation in the magical realm of their hearts.

If a person really understands a hundred kinds of people, and truly understands a hundred books written with blood and tears, he is like living for a hundred generations, and he has a sense of compassion in his heart.

Dou Xiaoxiao's qualifications are good, and his cultivation is fast, but he has no compassion as a person.

At this time, Li Mei'er thought that she was excluded as a candidate for the heir to the mantle, if Dou Xiaoxiao inherited the Phantom Sect in the future, she might be able to attain the Tao for one person, regardless of the life or death of her disciples.

Whispering with a face that couldn't bear it, she begged: "Master, Senior Sister Zhuang has gone through hardships, and she is only one foot away from the door, Master, can you help her once!"

"Okay, this palace made an exception once" Li Mei'er looked at the hourglass that was about to end, and sighed, and suddenly the purple light in her beautiful eyes lit up, flashing a brilliant brilliance, tearing apart the surrounding void.

With her blow, everything that was frozen around was torn open a large gap, and some of the surrounding scenery immediately disappeared like bubbles, and the flower boat on the river turned into a group of colorful butterflies, fluttered twice, turned into firelight, and disappeared after a roll.

Zhuang Panliu, who looked like a yellow-haired girl, looked up at Li Meier, the two looked at each other, Zhuang Panliu looked vigilant, and Li Meier said compassionately:

"Life and death are all illusory, what is the sadness and happiness of illusory people?"

"Go forward, don't look back, wake up, Senior Sister Zhuang!"

Zhuang Panliu's vigilant expression gradually changed, and the surrounding scenery quickly collapsed and annihilated.

Dou Xiaoxiao saw that the surroundings had become a white expanse, everything in the heart magic realm was born from Zhuang Panliu's heart, and those light clusters of different sizes that were disappearing were all Zhuang Panliu's divine thoughts, and he had to leave here before this world collapsed.

A burst of dizziness, a splitting headache made Zhuang Panliu almost collapse.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister Zhuang, you have finally regained your life after hardship!" Li Mei'er said.

In the void, the rain sprinkled, Zhuang Panliu said: "Sect Master, wait, I'll go back!"

(End of chapter)