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Feeling the spicy pain in his legs, Xu Chen's face changed suddenly, he opened his mouth, and before he could exhale the pain, he listened to the second half of the teacher's words, and suddenly forgot about the pain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Repression...... The ...... of the Underworld Could it be that the entrance to the underworld is in the Leadhua Temple?"

Xuan Wei didn't pay attention to his expression at all, and said, "There are countless Buddhist temples in the world that are in full bloom, and they are not limited to the Leadhua Temple...... And I went to see it many years ago, but I didn't find any entrance to the underworld, so you might as well look for it again this time, maybe it can answer some of the doubts in your heart. ”

Xuan Wei said indifferently and casually, but Xu Chen was thrilled to hear it, thinking about suppressing the four words of the underworld, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his skin was itching terribly, and there seemed to be some black smoke, which was going to seep out of his pores, you must know that the people of the Buddha Sect are now suspecting that he is the son of prophecy, and going to the Leadhua Temple to participate in the Yu Lan Festival, isn't it waiting to be suppressed by the light of the Buddha, is it going to be suppressed under the mountain for five hundred years?

The mountain breeze blows lightly between the cliffs, and the wisteria fruit hanging between the rain corridors sways with the wind, resembling a copper bell but there is no clear sound, only a few soft sounds can be heard, and the ripe fruit falls to the ground and bursts out of the pulp, and the unique fragrance of wisteria is intertwined with fat and freshness, and it suddenly spreads.

Xu Chen thought for a long time, then plucked up the courage to ask, "Teacher, what is the child of prophecy?"

Xuan Wei looked at the night clouds in front of the master and apprentice, and said: "According to the records on the Hanging Temple Light Sutra and the Ming Scroll, there are 70,000 children in the prophecy, and every time day and night alternate and the underworld invades, there will be a child of prophecy who will come to the world as a herald and guide for the arrival of the night. ”

"Guidance?" Xu Chen repeated in surprise.

Xuan Wei said: "Of course, the arrival of the night also needs guidance, just as the light needs guidance, of course, I have been thinking about whether it is guidance or projection all these years. ”

Xu Chen lowered his head again and was silent for a long time, until the night deepened, the starlight faded, and the night clouds between the cliffs became as black as ink, and then he said, "Teacher, if I am really the child of prophecy, will you kill me?"

Xuanwei looked at him and laughed, and said again as a matter of course: "Of course." ”

Xu Chen raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of innocent and begging expressions, just like a kitten that had just opened its eyes, extremely distressed by hunger and fear of the strange world.

"Everyone's life is unique, even if the countless lives in the world are combined, they are only as unique as my life, teacher, you can't think about it. ”

Xuanwei looked at him and said solemnly: "With your own life, in exchange for the safety of hundreds of millions of people in the world, this is the work of heroes and saints. ”

Xu Chen naturally disagreed, and said indignantly: "I said that the senior brother is a benevolent person, and the second senior brother is a person with lofty ideals, I am just a selfish villain, and I don't even want to be a person with lofty ideals, where do you want to be a saint, teacher, you use this kind of words to provoke me, it is really a bit excessive." ”

Xuanwei suddenly burst out laughing.

Listening to the laughter, Xu Chen was a little at a loss.

Xuan Wei looked at him and said appreciatively: "Yes, yes, since it is good to be a human being, why do you have to be a saint, you think it thoroughly, in the eyes of the teacher, since you can think correctly, you will not do any messy wrong things in the future, I am very pleased, haha." ”

In the night, the laughter that was too hearty and even a little arrogant kept echoing between the cliffs, and then gradually disappeared, Xu Chen was still at a loss, not knowing what to say.

Xuan Wei looked at him and smiled and said: "The child of prophecy needs to be defined, but it cannot be defined by humans, only by yourself, just as the reason why people are human is because we believe that we are human beings, and only we can give the definition of human beings, not by Haotian or other beings." ”

Xu Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher's words are very reasonable...... Students aren't talking on the back, they really feel justified, but you're the only one who is qualified to say that. ”

Xuan Wei said: "I didn't say this, it was your little uncle who said it back then." ”

It turned out to be what Uncle Xiao said. Xu Chen looked at the last faintest light in the capital in the distance, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Teacher, do you really have to go to the Leadhua Temple?"

Xuan Wei said: "It's up to you. It's just that if you don't go to this experience, no one can answer the doubt in your heart, and you can't answer it as a teacher, and I always feel that this trip to Leadhua Temple is your chance. ”

Xu Chen asked, "What kind of chance is it?"

"I don't believe in chance. Xuan Wei said: "However, I have seen a lot of things over the years, and I gradually feel that my views are not too stubborn, and I have some new understanding." Chance is not something that is destined to happen in the Heavenly Dao, but some people living in this world, because of the ideas in their hearts, even if they are even occasional, begin to affect the surrounding environment and people, and eventually affect each other in the distance. ”

"Until we meet, those thoughts in our hearts will be transformed into actual stories, and then you go back to the beginning of the event, and you will often find that what you end up with is exactly what you want, and this is probably chance. ”

Xuan Wei continued: "The maid's illness may be able to heal herself, but it is better to see it at the little monk of the Leadhua Temple, you have inherited the mantle of your little uncle, after all, you still need to learn some Buddhism to dilute the anger, you have to find out whether you are the son of prophecy, and you should go to see what the Uran Festival is all about, you need to do this, that is the chance." ”

Xu Chen said in a daze: "It's very similar to what the monks said that they couldn't understand. ”

Xuan Wei said: "In the future, listen to the monks and talk about it, and you will be able to understand." ”

"Will it be dangerous?"

"You will be hit by a carriage when you walk. ”

"Teacher, I'll just take your words as a default. ”

"Where do I recognize it?"

Xu Chen withdrew his gaze from looking at the capital at night, looked down at his knees, and said, "If even the teacher thinks it's dangerous, then what should I do with the maid?"

Xuan Wei smiled and said: "Without three days and three nights of simmering, how can a Buddha jump over ......the wall in the world?"

Xu Chen raised his hand and begged for mercy, and said bitterly: "I already hear what Uncle Xiao said that my ears are about to become calloused, teacher, you don't need to change the way to say it." ”

Xuan Wei said: "Go and take a look, I don't know if I don't see it." ”

Xu Chen sighed and said, "The world is really wonderful. ”

Xuan Wei said: "It's so good." ”

"Where's the good?"

"There is rhyme. ”

"I just find it boring. ”

The wind is still blowing tonight, and the cliffs are so gentle, but Xu Chen's mood is not relaxed, and he asks with a gloomy expression: "Teacher, you are a capable person, can't you really see the picture in the future?"

Xuan Wei said: "The ultimate thing in cultivation is time, although I have lived longer than ordinary people, but I am sorry that I am not old enough to experience the last invasion of the underworld, and I have not seen what happened before the last time the eternal night came, probably because of this, I have not been able to fully understand the Ming character scroll, I don't know how this story will develop, and you are now a character in this story, so I don't know how your body will change in the future, but I hope it will be good." ”

Xu Chen asked, "Are there any people in the world who have experienced the last invasion of the underworld?"

In the past, he didn't believe that cultivators could live for tens of thousands of years, but as he entered the academy and gained more knowledge, he began to wonder if there was really such a thing as eternal life in the world.

Xuan Wei said, "I know that there are two people who have experienced the last eternal night. ”

Xu Chen didn't expect that there really was, and asked in surprise: "What kind of person is it?"

Xuan Wei didn't know what he remembered, the expression on his face became a little complicated, and he said indifferently: "A drunkard, a butcher...... But they don't care about the world, and I'm afraid they can't be considered human. ”

Xu Chen remembered the weird dreams he had again.

In a certain dream, there was a drunkard and a butcher, those two people stood beside him and stared at him, and in another dream, Xuanwei snatched the wine bag from the drunkard's hand and took a sip, and snatched a pig's hind leg from the butcher's back and gnawed it, could it be that Xuanwei was talking about those two people?

Xu Chen was shocked and speechless, and said, "Teacher, you really don't want to hear my dream?"

Xuanwei looked at him and smiled and said, "Don't you understand? That's your own dream after all." ”

At this point in the conversation, Xu Chen finally understood what the teacher meant.

Any story needs to be advanced in order to know the subsequent development, any picture needs to be seen with your own eyes, in order to know what color it is, whether you are the child of prophecy or not, what will happen in the future, you need to walk in the story yourself, and then choose, in other words, you are the author.

Xuan Wei drifted away.

On the dark cliffside, only Xu Chen was left, looking at the night dome and the flowing clouds, he remembered what Master Liansheng had said to him before he died, and frowned.

"You have entered the demons, and if you want to cultivate demons, you must first cultivate the Buddha. Then please go boldly into the night, although you have no chance of success, and you may die just after you hit the road, but I still bless you and curse you. ”

He silently repeated the words, then stood up, waved his hand to greet the night that occupied his full field of vision, and said, "If you are really prophesy, if I am really your son, then please remember that when the teacher can't cover me, you must cover me." ”

In the Western Jin Dynasty, on the peach mountain in the verdant spring, the black ruling divine army exudes the smell of slaughter and coldness, the space in the main hall is extremely spacious, and hundreds of priests in red robes and deacons in black are kneeling on the smooth and flat ground, looking like a red flower in the dark night is printed on the ground.

The priests and deacons had been kneeling for a long time, their knees were already in pain, but none of them dared to get up, not even to raise their heads, they looked down at their own reflection on the smooth floor of the divine army, and saw the humble look on their faces, even they could not understand why they were so humble, a fear from the deepest part made their bodies stiffen, so that the red flower of the night on the ground became a little trembling, and they could not feel any beauty, but they could only let the breath of cold and blood come to their faces. For countless years, the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army Adjudication Division has been like this, and the people inside have been dealing with terrifying punishments all day long, believing in the principle that the strong are always strong, so no one is unfamiliar with this atmosphere.

There is no change in the ruling divine army, it is still so empty and cold, and the blood-condensed black jade divine seat is still there, but the bead curtain in front of the divine seat was shattered into bead powder all over the ground in the battle a few days ago, and it can no longer be repaired, and it was finally swept into the garbage heap by the miscellaneous servants, and it has long disappeared.

That beaded curtain has existed in the Judgment Divine Army for many years, adding a lot of mysterious and terrifying aura to the powerful man on the throne, people have become accustomed to the existence of the beaded curtain, and now they have to get used to the absence of the beaded curtain, because the powerful man on the throne is dead.

Now sitting on the throne of the black jade god is a young and beautiful girl, of course, in the eyes of all the subordinates of the Judgment Division, the girl's body now has some kind of divinity, because she can't look directly, there is no concept of beauty in the world, she represents power and terror.

After a long time, Ye Tong sat on the Moyu Divine Throne with his jaw propped up, always silent, without any expression on his face, calm to the extreme, so he was extremely cold.

She didn't speak, and the whole ruling army didn't dare to make any sound, all the priests and deacons knelt on the ground, didn't dare to look up, didn't even dare to guess anything, and some timid people had their teeth ringing in fear, but they found that the voice was so clear that they were so frightened that they almost fainted.

Ye Tong looked at the people who were kneeling respectfully in front of the seat, listening to the sound of people's nervous and frightened breathing, recalling what he had seen and experienced over the years, a very faint mockery and disgust appeared between his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and even some tired feelings could be seen.

A priest walked in from the side of the Divine Army, knelt down in front of the Moyu Divine Throne and saluted respectfully.

Ye Tong waved his hand a little annoyed.

The priest opened the thick dossier, looked at the people kneeling in front of the throne in fear, and praised with a blank face: "The benevolent and majestic Haotian has guided the people out of the dark wasteland, and the apostle with a sword in his hand has broken the remnants of ice in the ancient river and stood in front of the bonfire to proclaim ...... to his people."

Just like the change of dynasty in the world, the inheritance of the judgment throne will also set off a bloody storm every time, as the indifferent and ruthless voice of the priest sounded, fourteen red-robed priests and black-clothed deacons were dragged out of the judgment divine army, and the sound of axes or cries sounded outside the hall from time to time.

These fourteen priests and deacons, as staunch supporters of the previous adjudication throne, some must die, and may have to live to continue to dedicate themselves to the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army, and the dead are worth rejoicing, because the living people will spend the rest of their lives regretting why they were so stupid when the Dao idiot lost power.

The priest's voice echoed in the empty Judgment Divine Army, and as the names were revealed one by one, the subordinates of the Judgment Division kneeling on the ground became more and more frightened, and no one knew if their names would be called, only the few Divine Army cavalry commanders in black and gold armor kneeling in the middle seemed relatively calm.

The Divine Army Cavalry Commander is directly under the jurisdiction of the Adjudication Division, but since the death of the Prince Longqing the year before last, the personnel and punishment power of the Divine Army Cavalry has been transferred to the hands of the Divine Guard Commander Luo Kedi. Moreover, these commanders think that they are not respectful enough to the current Lord of the Divine Throne in this war to adjudicate the divine army, but they are not those priests who only know how to read the canon and have no power to restrain the chicken, but the powerhouses of the Cave Realm.

The adjudication division is very realistic, as long as you have enough strength, you can atone for the corresponding sins, and you can be qualified to continue to survive, after all, the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army rules the world, relying on executors like them.

However, to the surprise of everyone in the Divine Army, the priest's gaze finally fell on the gorgeous black and gold armor of these cavalry commanders, and slowly read out their names.

Hearing their names, the commanders of the Divine Army cavalry couldn't suppress the fear and confusion in their hearts, and raised their heads one after another to look at the Moyu Divine Seat, but they found that the girl sitting on the Divine Throne was holding her chin and closing her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

The cavalry commander named Zimo had the deepest qualifications and the strongest strength in the field. He shook his head at his colleagues who looked frightened but didn't know what to do, slowly stood up, dusted his knees, looked at the girl on the throne and asked slowly, "Why?"

Except for the broken bead curtain that day, the Ruling Divine Army has not had any dust for many years, of course, excluding the fine sand that is caught in the depths of the stone crevices and can only be forced out by the terrifying aura on the Moyu Divine Throne, but at least kneeling on the ground for a long time will definitely not get any dirt.

Therefore, the action of Commander Zimo standing up and dusting his knees can't really dust off anything, but just uses this action to show his contempt for the girl on the throne, or wants to use this action to regain confidence, so that he will not be crushed by the majesty of the Moyu Throne.

There are a total of ten teams of cavalry of the Western Jin Dynasty, each team has a commander, Zimo Qiren has entered the realm of Dongxuan Upper Realm early, and he is as famous as Chen Bachi, of course he knows that he is absolutely impossible to be Ye Tong's opponent, but he must stand up at this time, because he doesn't want to die.

Ye Tong's eyelashes blinked slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the person in front of the divine seat, without any expression on his face, before he could speak, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he coughed painfully.

A maid nervously walked up to the throne and handed over a silk scarf as white as snow. Ye Tong took the silk scarf and gently wiped the corners of his lips, and two more red plums suddenly appeared on the snow-white silk scarf.

Everyone in the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army knew that Ye Tong was seriously injured, including these powerful commanders, but although the Ruling Division had always pursued the ruthless law of the jungle, no one dared to take advantage of her injury, because no one had confidence.

On that day, Ye Tong shattered the bead curtain with a sword, killing the former Grand Priest of the Adjudication, and sitting behind the Dark Jade Divine Throne, everyone in the Divine Army thought that she would take over the position of the Great Priest of the Adjudication.

However, no one expected that after she closed her eyes and rested for a while, she actually stepped down from the Moyu Divine Throne and walked towards the white divine army at the highest point of Peach Mountain.

Kill the Great Priest of the Judgment first, and then kill the Divine Guard, there are few people in the world who can do it, and even if they can, they probably won't dare to do it, logically speaking, even if Ye Tong breaks through the realm and knows her fate, she can't do it, but she dares to do it, and she really let her do it.

The picture of the green shirt floating on the peach mountain that day will forever stay in the memory of everyone in the Divine Army, and this battle has completely established the status of the Tsing Yi Daomen girl in the Divine Army, and from that day on, it will be ruled that no one in the Divine Army will dare to challenge her majesty.

Zimo didn't dare to pick it, even if she looked at her coughing up blood, knowing that she was seriously injured at this time and had not healed - successively defeated the terrifying Ruling Great Priest and the powerful Arc Enemy Commander, the girl on the throne of the god actually did not die, but only suffered some injuries, then this definitely does not mean that she is weak, it can only mean that she is strong and indescribable.

Ye Tong propped his chin, looked at him quietly, and said softly, "Kneel." ”

At this time, the priests and deacons who were still kneeling on the ground of the Divine Army, listening to these two words, couldn't help but look at each other, and naturally remembered the picture when the Divine Throne Lord walked into the Divine Army that day, and heard the collective shouts that they had been extremely fanatical at that time to kneel down and kneel, and their faces suddenly became extremely strange.