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Han Xuemei's expression gradually changed, as if Ren Qing's words moved her.

Who wants to be tormented by sickness day and night?

Who doesn't want to see all the glitz and glitz of the world?

Over the years, even if there is only a slight chance of survival, she will not struggle in despair.

Gradually, she realized why Li Ziye was so crazy and even lost herself in order to survive more than 600 years ago.

Live, live......

Isn't this the most basic right of living beings?

If a person no longer even exists to survive, then there is no emotion.

Ren Qing has also been attacked by the Heavenly Dao, but now she has also become a mortal of flesh and blood?

He may really be able to get rid of the Heavenly Dao backlash through the Despair Spell, and one day, he may be able to be reborn as a human again.

She said that there are no more people in this world that she cares about, but in fact, on the contrary, there are too many people and things in this world that she can't let go.

"I'm going to live, live ......"

This thought suddenly appeared in her mind, and immediately, Yun Xiaoxie's familiar figure filled her entire heart.

Yes, to live, for yourself, and for the obsession that you can't let go of in your heart.

As long as you live, there will always be miracles.

Ren Qing saw the changes in Han Xuemei's expression in her eyes, knowing that Han Xuemei's heart was already shaken.

In fact, if it weren't for the extreme crisis, it would be impossible for Ren Qing to teach Han Xuemei the Desperate Spell, and if it was delayed, maybe tomorrow, maybe three months later, Han Xuemei would die silently.

The Desperation Mantra is broad and profound, with a long history, and it is a magic technique obtained by the Xuanyuan family of Huaxia from the Wushan Mountain in the 100,000 mountains of southern Xinjiang eight thousand years ago, which can make people immortal, but the premise is ......

Break off love!

I can no longer be nostalgic for the world.

Ren Qing's 8,000 years of suffering, if it is not a last resort, how can Han Xuemei be allowed to endure the same pain and suffering as herself?

She saw that Han Xuemei's heart was shaken, and said softly: "Think about it, as long as you learn the Desperation Mantra, practice it with your qualifications, and cooperate with the Shura Chapter of the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven that you have cultivated for many years, in a short period of time, the Desperation Mantra will be successful, as long as you avoid the Heavenly Dao backlash, after the heart is reborn, you will be like me, reborn as a human, think about your master, think about the man on the reincarnation peak, don't hesitate, if you delay like this, everything will be too late!"

Han Xuemei's body trembled violently, and she was still hesitating, as if she could never make up her final decision.

When Ren Qing was about to persuade Han Xuemei again, Han Xuemei suddenly raised her head and looked at her. The eyes that were originally hesitant suddenly became extremely firm.

She said slowly, "Okay, I'll learn." ”

Ren Qing was overjoyed, pulled Han Xuemei and sat down on the wooden fence again, and said: "That's right, tonight I will teach you everything I have learned, it is also sad, I Ren Qing is also a character, there are countless people who want to learn the exercises from me, I want to pass it on to you, but you are pushing back, hey, fate is always so creative and tricky." ”

Reincarnation Peak, Back Mountain, Ancestral Hall.

The quiet back mountain is quiet and serene, and in the longing of the bamboo shadow, it seems that you can faintly hear the sound of beating wooden fish that can only be heard in the Buddhist temple.

Yun Xiaoxie's lonely figure appeared on the quiet path of the back mountain, looking at the desolate ancient house that was getting closer and closer, but he unconsciously slowed down.

It seems that he has been to the ancestral hall many times, but this time it is very frightening for him.

The door of the ancestral hall of the patriarch was not closed, and the candlelight shone out from the front of the door, illuminating a little outside the ancestral hall.

He stopped, not seeming to have the courage to take another step.

The distance is a stone's throw away, and at this moment, it seems to him to be the end of the world.

He didn't know how to face the broken dust, and he didn't know how to open this mouth.

However, Master Kuzen had a great kindness to him, and this matter was entrusted by the Master Kuzen before his death, and he had to bring the words to the Broken Dust no matter what.

With the cultivation path of Broken Dust, he naturally noticed that Yun Xiaoxiao outside the ancestral hall had been standing there for a long time.

She said silently: "Since you are here, why stand outside the door?"

Yun Xiaoxiao heard this, tidied up his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the ancestral hall.

After entering the ancestral hall, he didn't look at the broken dust much, but walked straight past the broken dust, walked to the god case, pinched three fine Zen incense sticks from the god case, lit them on the candle flame, respectfully bowed three times to the patriarch spirit card, and finally inserted the fine Zen incense into the incense burner.

Just like his father many years ago, the same movements, the same looks.

Broken Chenzi gently put down the wooden fish, looked at the back of Yun Xiaoye in front of her, and said calmly: "For so many years, you have never come here in the middle of the night, your heart is very impetuous, with your current Taoism, there are few things that make you feel uneasy, is there something serious?"

Yun Xiaoye said silently: "About half a month ago, the Venerable Master of the Jiaye Temple passed away, and I just came back from the Jiaye Temple today. ”

Broken Dust was stunned for a moment, and then his calm face showed a trace of unease.

She said: "The Venerable Master is the last pillar of the righteous path, and now that he is gone, most of the Demon Sect will not be at peace, so you are worried about this matter." ”

Yun Xiaoye looked up at the huge spirit card of the first generation patriarch Changmei Zhenren, and said slowly: "I am not afraid of the Demon Sect, although the vitality of the righteous path sects has not yet recovered, but the righteous path has a deep heritage and many sects, if the Demon Sect really dares to come to Middle-earth to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, it will definitely not be able to get any benefits." ”

Broken Dust said: "Then why are you so abnormal tonight?"

Yun Xiaoye silently withdrew his gaze from the Changmei real spirit card, and turned his head to look at Broken Dust.

Said: "Uncle Shi, have you lived a peaceful life in the past few hundred years?"

Broken Dust was a little puzzled, and said, "What do you mean?"

Yun Xiaoxiao shook his head and said: "There is nothing else, a few years ago, after I became the head, I consulted the Shushan classics that only the heads of the past dynasties are qualified to read, which describes why you were expelled from the division back then, the description is very vague, almost a brushstroke, only recording that you violated the door rules, was broken by your master, abolished your cultivation, and expelled from Mount Emei." ”

Broken Chenzi's expression fluctuated slightly, sighed, and said, "I did the things that I did to be sorry for my teacher and sorry for Shushan, so many years have passed, why did you bring this matter up again tonight?"

Yun Xiaoye dragged a futon from the side, sat beside Broken Dust, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "This time I went to the Jiaye Temple of Mount Meru, and I saw an old monk named Kuzen. ”

I have heard of him, about 400 years ago, he worshiped under the disciple of the then abbot of Jiaye Temple, Master Void, why, is he still alive now?"

Yun Xiaoye nodded and said, "Void, dry, universal, empty, and bright, I was also surprised, I didn't expect that there are still monks alive in Jiaye Temple." ”

Broken dust said slowly: "Master Ku Chan, it is said that the cultivation is the most profound Kurong Zen in Buddhism, is the Jiaye Temple for thousands of years, in the Kurong Zen attainment of the highest person, if there is a chance, I would like to meet with him, discuss and exchange the experience of participating in the Buddha." ”

Yun Xiaoye shook his head silently, sighed, and said, "Uncle Shi, you don't have a chance, five days ago, Master Kuzen had passed away (fairy, please stay in Chapter 802). ”

"Huh?!"

Broken Chenzi felt a little sorry in his heart, and folded his hands and said, "My Buddha is compassionate." ”

Yun Xiaoye looked at her and said, "Uncle Shi, do you know why I want to mention you to the withered Zen master?"

Broken Dust said: "Why? Could it be that Master Kuzen also wants to see me?"

Yun Xiaoye nodded, and then shook his head, because he remembered that although Master Kuzen really wanted to see Broken Dust, he couldn't muster the courage when he was dying.

He reached into his arms, took out a delicate small wooden box, and said, "I am entrusted by Master Kuzen to return this thing to you." ”

Broken Chenzi was a little surprised, stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "I don't know him, what does he want you to give me back?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "You can open it and take a look." ”

Broken Chenzi was even more puzzled in her heart, and gently stretched out her white and slender fingers to pick open the lid of the wooden box, and when she saw the contents of the wooden box for the first time, her face changed instantly!

She stood up suddenly, her body trembling, and she looked at the string of prayer beads full of vicissitudes lying quietly in the wooden box.

Dust beads!

"Mu Chenzhu!"

Broken Dust screamed out and said hurriedly: "How can this Mu Chenzhu be on him!"

Hundreds of years of cultivation is just a wisp of green smoke, she thought that she was already a person who was empty of the four majors, and she had already let go of the bad fate of the year, and when she saw Mu Chenzhu today, she finally revealed her heart that she had suppressed for many years.

Yun Xiaoye lowered his head and did not speak.

Broken Dust was in a hurry, reached out and grabbed Yun Xiaoxie's arm tightly, and said hurriedly: "Tell me quickly, how can this string of Mu Chenzhu be on his body!"

Yun Xiaoye didn't dare to look at the eager eyes of Broken Dust, and said in a low voice: "Because, because...... This is the token of love that Uncle Shi gave him back then. ”

"Ahh

As if he had been shocked, his body trembled violently, and he took a few steps back, his body was unstable, and he sat on the ground, his face pale.

"No, he's dead, the stupid monk died three hundred and eighty years ago!"

She muttered something in her mouth, as if she was saying it to herself, and as if she was talking about Yun Xiaoxiao.

Yun Xiaoye sighed and said: "He didn't die, back then, the Void Zen Master passed through Wutai Mountain, saved his life, and accepted him as a disciple, giving him the Dharma name Dry Zen." Master Kuzen consciously sorry for his uncle, he deeply regretted the mistakes he had committed in southern Xinjiang, he had been living in a dilapidated Zen room in Jiaye Temple over the years, and in the past few years, his body was not as good as a day, and he had made a great determination to go to Wutai Mountain to find you a few years ago, but he didn't know that you had returned to Shushan at that time. Before the dry Zen master passed away, he asked his disciples to bring a sentence to his uncle, and he said...... He's sorry for you. ”

Broken Dust listened silently, tears could no longer hold back, like short-term pearls, flowing out of her eyes, poignant, desperate, joyful, heartbroken......

All kinds of expressions changed rapidly, and no one seemed to know what was going on in her mind at the moment.

Her hand held Mu Chenzhu tightly, like holding the hand of the man she loved the most, she was so hard, as if as long as her strength was a little smaller, it would drain from her fingers.

"It's been 400 years, you have avoided me for 400 years, you have deceived me for 400 years, and now you don't dare to say a word of sorry in front of me! I Fan Shao light water cardamom years for you, I did not hesitate to betray Shushan, even handed over your innocent body to you, you are kind and benevolent to others, why are you so ruthless to me? You don't even come to see me for the last time!"

She was in tears, and it turned out that her tears had not dried up in the past four hundred years......

Or, her love has not yet been extinguished.

Yun Xiaoye didn't know how to comfort him, and seeing that Broken Chenzi was so sad, he silently took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over.

"Get out of here!"

Broken Dust didn't seem to have the profound appearance of not being shocked in the past, and violently pushed away Yun Xiaoxie's hand.

In an instant, she looked at Yun Xiaoxie and said, "You have the true Dharma of Buddhism in your body, can you say ......?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "Before Master Kuzen passed away, he not only passed on the Heart Sutra of the Buddha of the Jiaye Temple to his disciples, but also passed on all his six hundred years of penance to his disciples, so I have a share of his Buddha power in my body. ”

Broken Chenzi's eyes turned red instantly, as if it was not Yun Xiaoxiao in front of her, but the stupid monk she had been worried about for hundreds of years.

She slapped Yun Xiaoye with one palm, as if she had turned all these four hundred years of thoughts into one palm!

Why is the cultivation of Broken Dust so strong, if Yun Xiaoye eats a palm, he will lose a layer of skin if he does not die, and in an instant, Yun Xiaoxie's body flickered, and his figure disappeared.

The golden palm wind instantly pierced through the place where Yun Xiaoyi disappeared, and hit a wooden pillar behind it that had been blessed by the mana of the predecessors of Shushan in the past dynasties.

Bang!

The entire ancestral hall shook suddenly, leaving a half-foot-deep palm print on the wooden pillar.

Yun Xiaoxie was speechless, thinking that thanks to his knowledge of the Demon Sect Clone Technique, otherwise he would not have broken his whole body after eating this palm.

In her eyes, Yun Xiaoxie has six hundred years of Buddhist cultivation in the body of the dry Zen master, which is equivalent to the dry Zen master himself, her body moved, and galloped towards Yun Xiaoxie who was standing at the door.

Yun Xiaoye was startled, turned his head and ran away, shouting, "Uncle Shi, what are you doing!"

Broken Dust shouted: "Fight with me!"

As soon as Yun Xiaoye ran out of the ancestral hall, he was chased by Broken Dust, feeling the fierce wind behind him, and hearing Broken Dust's words again, Yun Xiaoye could have used his clone technique to dodge again, but he didn't dodge this time.

He slapped out his backhand, and two powerful forces collided in mid-air, and with a loud bang, the powerful energy suddenly expanded, and Yun Xiaoxie's body was shocked several feet in the aftermath of the energy, and the figure of Broken Dust also shook and hung in the air outside the ancestral hall.

The two of them stood opposite each other, their eyes met each other, and the surging true yuan burst out from the bodies of the two, and under the collision of the two invisible true elements, one after another wind whirlpool was formed.

Yun Xiaoxiao hasn't done anything with anyone for ten years, he has seven heavenly books on his body, and no one in the world knows how high his cultivation is.

Broken Dust has not done anything with anyone for 400 years, and even Ren Qing and the demon god and baby girl back then are a little afraid of her, how high should her cultivation be?

This big battle is inevitable, Yun Xiaoxiao knows that Broken Chenzi is uncomfortable, and it may be good for her to fight with her.

Of course, Yun Xiaoye also knows that Broken Dust has reached the peak of his Taoism, even if he has cultivated for thousands of miles in the past ten years, most of them are not Broken Dust's opponents, and now he only thinks that being able to take one move is a move, so that Broken Dust can release the depression in his heart.

The tears in Broken Chenzi's eyes gradually disappeared, staring at Yun Xiaoxie, slowly raising his arm, and in a moment, the wind between heaven and earth rose, and the surrounding seven or eight ancient trees were uprooted in the sudden wind.

A fine light condensed in the hand of the broken dust, and finally formed a three-foot sword, this sword seems to be an iron sword, I don't know how many people have not unsheathed, the sword body is full of rust, there are no fancy bracers, like a piece of iron.

"Wind Sword, I haven't unsheathed it for four hundred years, let me see how you can control his six hundred years of cultivation!"

Yun Xiaoxie was frightened, tonight he just came to convey the words of the dry Zen master, and handed over Mu Chenzhu to Broken Dust, but he was forced to fight by Broken Dust's predecessors, Broken Dust Zi's cultivation is profound, and he is not an opponent with his bare hands, and now he has sacrificed the Wind Sword that has not been unsheathed for four hundred years, and his own little life is estimated to be hanging tonight.

Even so, Yun Xiaoye still didn't retreat, he slowly reached out and pulled out the nameless short stick from his waist!

These two top masters in the world, in the dead of night and inaccessible reincarnation peak, are about to start a fairy-like fighting competition.

Jade Girl Peak, Yunyan Pavilion.

Ren Qing, who was teaching Han Xuemei's Desperation Mantra, suddenly changed his face, slowly stood up, and looked at the reckless mountain under his feet.

Han Xuemei said, "What's wrong?"

Ren Qing's eyes flickered, and he said: "I feel that there are two powerful forces gathering nearby, there are peerless masters fighting the Fa, and the breath seems to come from the back mountain of the Reincarnation Peak, could it be the Broken Dust...... Let's go and see. ”

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