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Shuang'er is the personal maid of the Moon Palace Fairy, with a long white dress, black hair like a cloud, a smart and beautiful appearance, and a bit of beauty. She has a gentle temperament and great courage, if you talk about martial arts qualifications, it is not worth mentioning, but she is very sincere to fairies.

Su Can licked the blood on her lips, her scarlet lips and tongue contrasted sharply with her silver hair, and she laughed and said, "Everything is impermanent, all laws are born from fate, and all beings are reincarnated due to ignorance, what is the difference between death and life?"

Shuang'er's stubborn face showed a touch of resoluteness, as if she was about to argue and reach a conclusion, and said: "Although death and life are connected, but they are led by karma, how can they be born from mortal flesh to death, and insist on causing their fate to perish?

Su Can's pale face was bloodless, and he said with a smile: "Death is just a kind of illusion, not the end. The so-called color body is like a house, and it has been destroyed by the moon, and even decayed and broken, and died, that is, the old house is relocated, which is not a pity, but also gratifying, so how can it be cruel?"

Shuang'er raised her eyebrows proudly and said with a smile: "The ghost mother is so open-minded, and she treats the color body and the house as the same, so why shouldn't the ghost mother move to the house?

I saw a girl in purple, with a white face and green silk, thin lips and teeth, and a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, which looked quite aura, and said angrily: "The cheap maid is rampant, don't think that you can clean yourself by wearing white clothes, you really think that you are a living Bodhisattva." The dignified fairy is high up, claiming to be the first beauty in the world, but she is a and son who can be a husband, it is really ridiculous, ridiculous!" "This person is the palace maid of the Purple Dongdai Palace, Ah Luo, who is extreme and arrogant, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

Zhutian Sect is divided into three palaces and five parts, the three palaces refer to the Lingxiao Palace of the Moon Palace Fairy, the Dongdai Palace of the Ghost Mother and Son, and the Xianyu Palace of Ye Qingchen.

Not to be outdone, Shuang'er retorted: "How can you allow the people who work under you to defile the name of the fairy? The fairy lives alone on the dust, does not eat the fireworks of the world, and is not worldly, and is easily misunderstood or unknown. And you, as a member of this sect, do not avoid rumors, but add fuel to the vinegar, what are your intentions? How can you be worthy of talking about fairies in vain when you are a mortal with the naked eye, and you are clumsy in your eyes?

Ah Luo was angry and said angrily: "Riotous hooves, it's really stupid as a pig and a dog!" After that, the sword came out of the body, and a cold light rose from behind him, holding it in his palm, and shouted: "Cheap maid, take your life." ”

Ah Luo turned around, the purple clothes flew up, and the blade of the sword fell to the ground like a meteor in the air, stabbing straight at Frost's throat.

Before Shuang'er could take off the nine-section whip, he entered the blade with his empty hand, grabbed the tip of the sword with two fingers, and led it to other places, and the jade bi waved, and the movement was as fast as lightning.

Ah Luo's wrist reversed, and then swept with a move, with the potential of slashing through the waist, and the force was thousand.

The nine-section whip was like a snake spitting out letters, shooting out from the waist, instantly winding around the sword body, Shuang'er held both ends of the whip, pulled hard, and sparks splashed, as if to break the sword body.

Ah Luo felt the violent vibration from the blade of the sword, and wanted to get rid of it, and said in his heart: "Shuang'er's martial arts are so sophisticated, and she is determined to suffer a loss, first stimulate her with words, and then find a gap to start, what's the harm in taking her life?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other inexplicably. In the past, there was indeed a story of a fairy and a ghost mother who hated a man because of love, but the story is a story after all, and it can't stand scrutiny. The fairy of the Moon Palace has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, but now she is a half-old, and she is still alone, and she must be lonely for the rest of her life, and the rumors are naturally self-defeating. At this time, I heard Ah Luo's words, so I didn't want to make the rumors true, and it was reasonable to think about it.

Su Can's expression was rigid, his peach blossom eyes were completely charming, and he suddenly burst into a burst of murderous intent bursts. Her body shook, her white hair flowed, like a shadow possessing her body, she swung a palm in the air, and the palm force invaded like a hurricane, and Aro was beaten straight out, the saber spun in the air, everyone saw this and dispersed, and the saber instantly pierced into the temple.

Ah Luo spat out a mouthful of blood, knowing that he had just made a gaffe, he turned over and lay on the ground, wanting to kneel but without the slightest strength, and said in a trembling voice: "The slave jokes, the ghost mother spares her life......"

Weng Yan's black face was filled with anger, and he shouted: "Enough, the fairy of the Moon Palace is in danger, and it is now imminent, you don't think about it, you actually fight in the same room on the Qianyun Palace, what kind of system will it be?"

He folded his hands, turned around and kowtowed: "Back to the Palm Sect, the fairy has been following the three-eyed Tianyi of Yin Yang Liao for several months, and I am afraid that he will be poisoned." Now that the Liang army is attacking Zezhou in the west, it must have no time to take care of our religion, and it is not impossible to assign manpower. ”

The Dragon King got up and said, "I don't know who the King of Hades recommends?"

"A person who is immortal, the soul seducer of the Shura Hell, black and white impermanence!" Weng Yanzhuo's eyes were hideous, terrifying, and he turned around and drank, "Where is impermanence?"

Kurobe divides the forces between the light dwelling of hell and the mudlu, and each is ruled by the corresponding judges. Black and white impermanence is above the judge, and it does not belong to any of the five parts of blue, red, purple, black, and white.

All things in the world flow endlessly, and eventually they are corrupted, so it is called impermanence. The Diamond Sutra says: "All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such", which is the interpretation of impermanence.

When the sectarians heard the word impermanence, they were all shocked, and they all avoided it, staring at each other.

I saw the flying pavilion outside the hall flowing turbulently, and the smoke cage was cold mountain. One person's clothes are divided into two sections, black and white paths, soul paper is a belt, the whole body is unadorned, the pace is calm and steady, the body is burly, slowly walking up from the steps to the main hall, this person is the black and white impermanence Tong Yu.

When Tong Yu was young, he practiced yin poison exercises in the fire, and half of his body was damaged, he was originally a handsome face, half of his face was evil, half of his face was shocked, and his atrophied skin was wrinkled and gathered together, and he was scorched and black. He pulled up the green silk and tied his hair in a crown without concealment, as if he deliberately allowed fear to spread.

His eyes do not contain any feelings in the world, and his face is the truest portrayal of troubled times. One black and one white, yin and yang contradictory, he is destined to live in contradictions and conflicts, destined to fall into beauty and ugliness. He is speechless, unsympathetic, like a walking corpse, from hell, but never reincarnated.

Impermanence walked up to the main hall like this, and no one looked at him, only Frost stood with his whip closed, staring in the direction of impermanence, as if he smelled the breath of death.