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In addition to the method of cultivating demons, in fact, he can also devour the spiritual consciousness of the Chaos Blue Lotus, and return to the world as the Chaos Blue Lotus. However, this idea was soon abandoned by him.

Although he already has the divine power of 'Chaos Light' in his bloodline, the divine power that penetrates the origin of everything has not been able to be transformed into a bloodline divine power.

If the physical body is replaced by Chaos Qinglian, this talent, Er Qing doesn't know if it can be preserved.

However, this did not prevent his wisp of primordial spirit from merging with the Chaos Blue Lotus.

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There is no time in the secluded cave, how can you know how many degrees of cold and heat?

Time is like the white horse that passes through the gap, inadvertently, in a flash.

However, for those who are in practice, a few years are just a snap of their fingers in the long years. Just shut it up and wake up again, it may be decades.

However, for all of you on the journey to the west, it is unimaginably long.

On this day, the old Tang master and apprentice finally completed their merits and returned to Lingshan to receive the title of fruit.

The golden hoop on the monkey's head was finally removed.

He touched his head and smiled happily.

However, he didn't know that the Buddha had been secretly watching him, sensing the seals he had placed in the depths of the Monkey Sea.

What made him secretly relieved was that those seals did not show the slightest sign of loosening.

Compared with the monkey in the original book, today's monkey cultivation is much higher.

A few years ago, after the monkey devoured that 'fake body', his cultivation soared directly to the peak of the Golden Immortal. Now that the merit is complete, the golden hoop is removed, and the cultivation is naturally more profound.

It is not strange to be promoted to the realm of Da Luo in the future.

And if this monkey is really promoted to the realm of Da Luo, it is estimated that those seals in his mind may not be hidden.

So, the Buddha was a little worried.

He felt that he had to find a way to find an opponent for the monkey.

However, just when the Buddha thought so, the demonic energy in his body grew again.

"Quack quack...... Siddhartha, you are delusional again! quack quack......"

It's like a chain reaction, like a big lie that needs to be patched up with countless small lies. The Buddha now wants to patch the monkey a few times.

As a result, Moro seized the opportunity again.

After hurriedly sending away the old Tang master and apprentice, the Buddha began to retreat again and suppressed Moro.

However, the Buddha didn't know that the monkey had already discovered those seals, but among those seals, there was obviously the breath of the Buddha, and the monkey did not dare to touch it easily.

Coming from this journey to the west, the monkey has gradually understood that he cannot escape the control of Buddhism on his own. In that case, you can only blend in and stop thinking about these things.

lest you be accidentally pressed by the Buddha to the foot of the five-fingered mountain.

After 500 years of torture, he never wanted to try again.

But he found that over the years, although the gods and Buddhas of the Heavenly Court have also recognized and called them brothers, they can be regarded as having a wide range of outings, but there are no people who can really communicate with them.

Even his sworn eldest brother had no contact with him after the incident of Wuzhuang Guan.

He didn't know who to ask or who to consult.

He had returned to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, but it had long been empty.

He went back to Huaguo Mountain, but the monkeys there only knew to congratulate him on becoming a Buddha.

I wanted to ask the monk master, and found out that the monk master was actually a disciple of the Buddha.

I wanted to ask the three junior disciples, and found that they are now also Buddhists.

Looking at the Three Realms and Six Realms, the monkey suddenly found that he had never really had a heart-to-heart relationship with anyone, and when it really reached a critical moment, he didn't even have a person to talk to.

The moon hangs high, the stars are dotted, the mountain breeze is supporting, and the trees are undulating. The monkey sat on a high cliff, elbows on his knees, his chin crossed with his hands, and meditated in the moonlight.

The night wind tore at his cloak and hunted.

On the crown of golden wings, the phoenix feather is fluttering.

He suddenly felt a little foxy!

......

Qingcheng Mountain, Mirror Lake, small building in the middle of the lake.

The moonlight and starlight are scattered in the lake, and there are big fish swimming, as if cruising in the starry sky.

There is a fairy in white sitting and stroking the piano, the green silk is moving, and the plain fingers are plucking the strings, and the sound of the piano is melodious, which moves the night, but it makes the night more quiet.

There are fairies dancing in the lake under the moon, just like walking in the starry sky. The clothes and belts are flying, and the body is light, like a frightening wave, startling ripples and pieces, as if shaking the starry sky.

There is a woman in a red dress holding a tea in her hand, sitting on the edge of the terrace, barefoot gently rippling, gazing at the bright moon in the distance, as if in contemplation. The fragrance of tea wafts, and the spiritual mist curls.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt halt.

The red-robed woman looked back at the white-clothed fairy who was caressing the qin, and said, "Why did my sister stop again?"

The fairy in white slowly stroked the strings, sighed softly, and said, "I remember, this piece should be played by the ensemble of the piano and flute to be better." I remember playing with someone, but I can't remember who it was. And you don't know how to play the piano...... I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, but when I think about it, I don't have the slightest impression. ”

The red-robed woman turned her head, looked up at the sky and the moon, and sighed lightly: "I always feel that I have forgotten many things, but no matter how I think about it, I can't recall it." I always feel that the things that I have forgotten should be very important things. ”

The emerald green figure flickered, came from the lake to the small terrace, looked at the fairy in white with some concern, and said, "Sister, if you don't understand, don't think about it for the time being." I don't know, which one of the negative hearts taught his sister to play the piano and flute, and now he has abandoned his sister again!"

"It's all nonsense! Who would come here from this deep mountain and old forest?"

"Sister Bai, Sister Xiaoqing, I want to go down the mountain, walk around this world, and go back to see the place where I lived when I was a child...... Maybe there, I can find the answer!"

"Little fox, you ......"

"Red Aya, have you thought carefully? As demons, we walk in the world, there are many dangers, and if we are not careful, we may die at any time. ”

Hongya nodded and said, "Over the years, I've been thinking about what I've forgotten, but I just can't remember. I'd like to take a walk and see if I can find out. ”

However, people are unpredictable, be careful in everything, and don't reveal your true identity. lest you be discovered by those Taoist monks who claim to be righteous and chase after you!"

The woman in white explained to her carefully.

They are Da Bai, Xiao Qing, and Red Aya. The little dragon girl has returned to the West Sea, the tigress rarely comes to the small building in the middle of the lake, and the little monkey has long forgotten about Qingcheng Mountain.

Rolling finally let go of himself, and everyone finally regarded it as a little transparent.

The next day, Hongya said goodbye to Da Bai and Xiao Qing, as well as Xiao Qi'er and Ziyu, left Qingcheng Mountain alone, and stepped on this earthly road, looking for her aimlessly and didn't know what the answer was.

Xiaoqing fell into Da Bai's arms again and sobbed, "Sister, I think that before the little fox, someone must have left us, this feeling is very similar to the original feeling." ”

When Da Bai heard this, he was stunned, and finally sighed faintly.