Thank you for nearly midnight、Sky doesn't want to move、Selinajin's reward and the beans of the food、Despair、Powder ticket of the classmate ^-^

The monk, even though he looked to be no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, was as deep as a pool of stagnant water in his eyes, and he could not stir up a ripple, and he could not be touched by the great things of the Buddha. It was the state of mind after the vicissitudes of life and the twists and turns, and everything in the world no longer seemed to arouse his interest.

He stepped on the clouds and broke through the domain, and finally stopped in front of the six gates of the five gossip, looked at the six gates silently, and after a long time, he finally sighed: "If there is a choice, this seat does not want to be like this." ”

Although it was a sigh, there was not even the slightest change in those stagnant eyes, he stretched out his hand, his fingertips shone a little, a thousand movements, but in the blink of an eye.

He put his hands behind his back and waited for a while, and finally there was a monk with a "heaven" pass and an "earth" pass, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was clearly a sign of damage to the original spirit.

The two monks tried to come to the "heaven" and "earth" levels but failed to pass. But the two monks who were supposed to be in a coma suddenly shook their figures, and then they were actually introduced into the "human" pass.

Without waiting for the two monks to wake up, they had already killed the red-eyed, whether they were friends or enemies, and the "human" Guan monk immediately stretched out a whip and a sword, resulting in the two monks.

As soon as this head opened, one after another, there were unknown monks who were introduced into the "human" pass, and some did not wait to wake up. And he suffered from this, and some of them had already woken up. Immediately ignore the damage to the original god. His eyes were red and he fought.

The monk stood in the middle of his domain, quietly watching a fight in front of him, as if he were watching a very dull play.

The blood of the "people" has already penetrated the ground, and it is very appropriate to describe it as a river of blood, looking at that little bit of blood flowing straight into the gossip of the five directions. The monk's eyesight was excellent, and the six gates seemed to him to be nothing, and he saw a transparent spar suspended in the air among the gossip of the five directions, pure as if it were immaculate.

So pure?, the monk sneered. According to the law of nature, there must be things that are mutually reinforcing within ten zhang. And this transparent spar, there is a hazy black shadow behind it, which looks like a beautiful jade dyed flaw, which is extremely ugly. It's just that people wish that the black shadow is as small as possible.

The irregular flow of the monk's blood had already flowed directly below the spar, but at this moment, it was broken off by the waist, and the black shadow seemed to have an extraordinary adsorption force, causing the black evil qi in the blood to come up.

It didn't seem to take long for the black shadow to grow larger.

That's a good sign. Thinking about it this way, it was only a matter of time before the hedron was completely engulfed! The monk turned and left: what are you going to do with the ascension? There is another way to live forever. Why should everyone strive for ascension?

After the monk left for a long time, he saw that the female cultivator in the Kunlun Dark Law Enforcement Hall costume in the customs area suddenly opened her eyes, and her whole body bounced up.

When she looked back, she saw that the "people" were like a Shura field, and she couldn't help but startle her, patting her chest and sweating coldly: "Oh Mom, I'm scared to death." ”

But in the end, she was a self-proclaimed Yuanying monk, and she immediately turned around without the general knowledge of the group cultivators, did not look at it, and instead muttered to herself: "Hey, hey, this time it's not the old lady who wants to occupy your body, it's your own primordial spirit that can't wake up." The old lady just thinks that your body doesn't need to be wasted, so she will use it for the time being. If you don't speak, it's okay, it's such a happy decision!"

The female cultivator who had changed the core stood up suddenly, looked around, and didn't have time to find a kick that was not pleasing to the eye, so she walked in the direction of the monk who had behaved strangely and cultivated incomprehensibly a long time ago.

She fled in a hurry, not noticing a lock and a small green bead that had fallen to the ground as if she had lost her aura beneath the transparent spar. The bead jumped, but in an instant it caught up with her and jumped back into her body.

The nun only felt as if there was a cold wind blowing behind her, which made her creepy, and she didn't know what she suddenly remembered, the nun hurriedly closed her hands and bowed for a while: "It's none of the old lady's business, the death of you monks has nothing to do with the old lady, it's all done by that guy just now." Really, it's really none of my mother's business!"

She bowed like this for a while, and then turned around and left along the old path.

Jumping like the monk before, the nun only felt that the wind was overflowing beside her, and she didn't know how long it had taken before she fell into the sea with a "poof".

The coldness of the sea immediately woke her up, and she soon surfaced all the way to the top, looking around, but there was no trace of anything else in the vast sea.

The female slender breathed a sigh of relief, took out a mussel-shaped magic weapon from the storage ring, and saw the mussel shell open slowly, she whistled proudly and jumped into the mussel shell, muttering to herself: "Shenzhou? No, no, the territory of Kunlun and Shushan should not be intruded casually; forget about the East China Sea, the old lady is not a child, she likes to play in the water; it is better to go to the wilderness for a trip, thinking that the girl is only how old, and few people in the wilderness should know her! The nun was full of spirit when she spoke, and with a wave of her big hand, she felt like she had traveled the world.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. Jiangnan in March has an indescribable beauty.

The Cui family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir. Fifteen is a good day, Cui Yingying, the eldest lady of the Cui family, wore a plain Luo skirt and went to the Wuli Temple outside the city to offer incense. Also going there were the nurse Chen's mother, the personal maid Weaving Willow and the Cui family's groom.

After throwing the sesame oil money and kneeling sincerely, the eldest lady of the Cui family asked the nurse Mother Chen and Zhiliu to follow far behind, and wandered around the Wuli Temple alone.

She has been familiar with "Women's Rings" and "Women's Rules" since she was a child, and abides by the rules. Although it was praised by both parents and elders. But it's like being in a cage. She yearns for the outside world, but only when she puts on incense, she has such an opportunity.

The drizzling rain carried the cold wind through the clothes, giving people a cold feeling.

Cui Yingying held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and walked on the arched crescent stone bridge, where she was here, but her heart had already flown to the street where the cries were all over the place. A noisy bazaar. Obviously, she is a daughter who has been raised in the boudoir since she was a child, and her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, but she yearns for the life of such pawn vendors, even Yingying herself feels incredible.

She was absent-minded, and she was not the only one who was absent-minded, but with a slight collision, the three books fell to the ground. The ink soon cleared up on the hairy pages of the books that were often flipped through.

Yingying glanced down, then turned around and shouted, "Mother Chen!"

The woman's voice was as clear as the water of a stream. It dripped into the water with a tick and splashed a thousand ripples.

The man who was hit looked up at the woman in front of him blankly. Luo skirt black hair, the pair of eyes on the hibiscus face are as cold as water, delicate and cold-eyed, strange contradictions are mixed together, but it brings an indescribable attraction to the woman in front of her.

The man looked at the person in the painting in front of him in a daze, as if he would startle him as soon as he made a sound.

"Here!" Chen's mother's voice woke up the stunned person, and she handed it over with a silver ingot in her hand, "My young lady did it unintentionally. ”

The man's face suddenly turned red, and he felt that the shiny silver seemed to be laughing at himself, just like the seemingly unattainable woman in front of him was laughing at himself, so he refused without thinking about it: "Yuan doesn't accept this money!"

The warbler, who was standing on the side and always looked faint, seemed to be a little surprised, her lips opened slightly, her eyes widened, and she looked curiously at the white-clothed scholar in front of her, but she saw that his face was originally flushed, and his righteous face dodged for no reason at the moment he saw her, and the panic in the scholar's eyes was in full view.

The scholar looked at the woman in front of him blankly, and there was a slight smile in her cold eyes at the moment, and a proud plum on the surface of the oil-paper umbrella she was holding seemed to be driven by her, reflecting some different colors in the scholar's eyes.

She is nothing to her, the scholar watched Yingying turn around, without the slightest pause in his steps, the scholar stretched out his hand, but the green shirt could not be caught. Hanging his head in annoyance, he cleaned up the books scattered on the ground, and the wet ink could faintly distinguish the original sentence: There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book.

The scholar's hand paused, but the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

When I returned to the temple, I met the master who often lectured on the scriptures, and Yingying had no intention of mentioning the scholar, but she heard the master sigh: "Yuan Gongzi? He has been staying in this temple for three months, and the old man thinks that he is talented, and he should be very good to come to this study." It's a pity that I was born in poverty, and I couldn't even raise the money for the exam, otherwise maybe he would be the top talent. ”

Yingying bowed her head slightly, remembering the polished pages of the book just now, and suddenly a thought came to her mind, leaving a bag of silver taels: "Master, Yingying is from a wealthy background, she does not have to worry about food and clothing, she thinks that it is a gift from God, and she is willing to do a good deed!"

That bag of silver taels, but she only has a monthly offering, people are in the deep boudoir, this monthly payment is better than doing something more useful, Yingying thought.

The master was slightly stunned, he knew that men and women were in great defense, but it was best for him to handle it. I sighed for a moment in my heart, and got up and blessed: "Amitabha, Miss has a good heart, and there is a good reward, and the Buddha will protect Miss for her life." ”

Yingying smiled, but did not speak, but after the master said this, suddenly there seemed to be a flash of light in her mind, she looked up at the Buddha statue with peaceful eyes, and for a moment faintly felt that she did not seem to believe in Buddhism.

"Mother Chen, weaving willows, it's been a while, it's time to go back. Yingying got up slowly, but glanced at the scholar who was standing at the door with an excited expression, and the tenderness in his eyes overflowed, even the master on the side also shook his head and sighed: "Amitabha." (To be continued......)

PS: Cui Yingying's Shenma's, it's just someone's bad taste O(∩_∩)O~