"Ancestor!"

In the main hall of Jinshan Temple, Xu Xian knelt down to the Buddha Hall and bowed to the Buddha Dharma, and then turned to the nearby Tianchi elders to salute slightly, and asked: "The patriarch once said that the Chinese language and the Buddha have a fate, but the long-cherished fate has not disappeared, and there should be a lifetime of marriage. Watermark Ad Test: Watermark Ad Test"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Elder Tianchi raised his eyebrows, revealing a slightly amused look, and looked at Xu Xian nearby. Tianchi, as the incarnation of the introduction, naturally already knew that this Xu Immortal himself was the Fuhu Arhat among the eighteen Arhats of the Buddha Gate.

Now that the cause and effect are being liquidated in this lifeless realm, Xu Xian is naturally one of the chess pieces in Tianchi's hands, but the lifeless heavenly way is vast, covering up the heavenly opportunity, even Xiaoqing, who understands the cause and effect, can't see it thoroughly with quasi-holy cultivation, let alone a mortal like Xu Xian who is ignorant of true spirits.

Therefore, Xu Xian has always thought that Tianchi is just playing with himself, until today, outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Jinshan Temple, he accidentally saw a shadow above the Leifeng Pagoda, which finally shocked Xu Xian's heart.

"Today, Hanwen occasionally sees a back in the temple, but it is like the Nine Heavens Fairy, which makes Hanwen's heart move, and I also ask the patriarch, is the person who is destined for Hanwen this person?"

With a hint of expectation on his face, Xu Xian looked at the Tianchi Elder nearby, his face sincere.

"Idiot!"

sighed softly, but Elder Tianchi shook his head when he heard this, in order to ignite the dragon descending, so the reversal of the tiger and the dragon was to take over the actions of the one hand and change the marriage, just to let these three people see through the red dust and convert to Buddhism.

It's a pity that it seems to be a bit wishful thinking, and the dragon descending has been under the teachings of the elders of Tianchi over the years, but the Dharma has become more and more profound, although it has not understood the antecedents, but the heart of the Buddha is becoming more and more solid.

On the other hand, after this tiger was born into the mundane, it seemed to be contaminated with red dust. I was tempted by the red and mundane thoughts. The eight heavenly dragons exhausted the dragon girl, but that Xiaoqing is a saint clone, and Nuwa is especially special and is an ancestor.

How can such an identity be offended? It is to lead this person who is in charge of the Lifeless Realm to be comparable to the Heavenly Dao, but if he offends Nuwa, it is also quite tricky. I am even afraid that the foundation of Buddhism among the human race will be ruined.

He sighed slightly. Tianchi shook his head and then said, "No, your cause is not in her." The next time you see her, you have to be careful how far you can hide, or you will be in trouble. ”

"This ......"

Hearing this, Xu Xian showed a little doubt. Slightly disappointed, but he didn't ask, and then bowed to Tianchi and turned to leave......

"Concubine, concubine body can't play musical instruments......"

His voice was hoarse, with a look of embarrassment on his face, but Wuyan turned his head to look at Han Xiang on the side. I wanted to turn around and leave, but I didn't want to be caught by his hand, and I felt something stuffed into my palm.

A manly breath came to his face, but it made Wuyan's heart beat endlessly. It's also shameful. No matter how you say it, Wuyan can be regarded as a yellow flower girl, even if she has never been so close to Zhang Yutang, but she didn't expect this Tai Changqing to be so reckless.

wanted to break free, but found that the man's hand was so strong that it was difficult to break free, or, in the bottom of Wuyan's heart, he really didn't want to. I could only watch and follow the man to the painting boat.

"There are all kinds of musical instruments here, why don't you choose one?"

Smiling slightly, Han Xiang looked gentle and elegant, with a warm smile on his face, I don't know how many beautiful girls and young women with spring have fallen on the shore, and at this time, there is jealousy in his heart, and he can't wait to replace him.

"This ......"

Seeing this, Wuyan was at a loss, but he turned his head to search carefully, but he saw that in the painting boat, on the deck, there were all kinds of musical instruments on display, large and small, ancient and modern, old and new.

After a long time, his eyes fell on the old purple paulownia wood, and it was difficult to move away, so he stepped forward, and then stretched out his long palms, gently rubbing the body of the piano, and his eyes flashed with a different look.

"Wow!"

In the painting boat, countless literati and dignitaries were surprised that the musical instrument chosen by the woman in black would be a purple paulownia wood wogonghou.

Nowadays, such musical instruments are almost lost, and only the musicians of the Song Dynasty court and a very small number of folk strangers can play them. And a few people even recognized that the Konghou in front of them was given by the Son of Heaven today, and it was rumored that only Han Xiang could play it today, so it was given to Han Xiang by the Son of Heaven.

At this time, the woman actually chose it, but everyone saw that as she said, she really didn't know how to play a musical instrument, so she didn't care much.

Han Xiang on the side saw this, but there was a little light in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, and then handed the hole flute in his hand to his mouth and played it gently.

"Whew!"

The sound of the flute whimpered, and a mournful aura diffused, and at the same time, the Wuyan who was sitting on the side actually moved, and the gong hou in his hand fluctuated rapidly, and wisps of fairy sound spread like water waves.

Different from Shicai's timid posture, a different kind of look flashed in Wuyan's eyes at this time, and the sound of the piano was like silk rain, like a sweet spring turning into spring raindrops falling between the West Lake.

People seem to have seen a delicate moon rising over the vast East China Sea. There is a beautiful son, dressed in white and snowy, with a long fluttering coat, standing with a long body, whimpering with a hole flute in his hand, like crying and complaining.

A golden carp leaped upward, flew out of the blue sea, and turned into a golden dragon that soared into the sky, with a dazzling golden light. Under the quiet moonlight, she turned into a woman in green clothes, with a beautiful face and picturesque eyebrows.

It turned out to be a dragon girl, and the dragon girl's eyes were full of affection, joy, and grievances. A gong hou in his hand, shining with five-colored glow, sat on a cloud, and a pair of jade hands began to move.

Bursts of fairy sounds curled up, flying out from the green onions of the ten fingers, turning into various golden butterflies, dancing.

The hole flute in the man's hand also changed, and his voice suddenly became high-pitched, and it sounded in harmony, like a phoenix, shaking the nine heavens. Countless birds rushed to hear the sound, and together with the butterfly, danced in the void, just like a hundred birds and a phoenix.

Such a beautiful place, breathtakingly beautiful. In the eyes of everyone, they only said that the two people on the east coast were a pair of beautiful people, but it must also be a sad story, otherwise the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute would not be so mournful and tear-jerking.

"Huh!"

After a long time, Wuyan let out a soft cry and stopped the gonghou in his hand, only to find that his fingertips were already injured, and there were traces of blood oozing from the calloused and black lacquer-like fingertips, and he only felt the pain in his heart.

"It's really you!"

With excitement on his face, Han Xiang suddenly lost his voice, he was Han Xiangzi at this moment, and this time he went south not on the emperor's orders, but on a whim, but he didn't think that the search for thousands of generations would be fulfilled overnight.

Although I vaguely felt that the world had changed slightly, and something wrong was quietly covered up, in the eyes of Han Xiangzi, what was all this?

"It's not me!"

Wuyan held the gong hou tightly in his hand, and his nails had already pinched into his palm, and the slightest trace of red blood flowed down. Then he hugged Konghou and ran off the painting boat.

"Khooth!"

Seeing this, the official on the side hurriedly intervened to stop it, after all, what this woman was holding in her hand was a musical instrument of Lord Taichang, and it was said that every musical instrument of the adult was worth a fortune, and even many of them were given by the emperor.

"Whew!"

A breeze blew, but the veil on the top of Wuyan's head was lifted by the wind, revealing his true face.

"Bang dang!"

The sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the officers and soldiers who were nearby turned pale and their pupils shrunk, but they were obviously frightened by the appearance of Wuyan.

"Wow!"

The passers-by on the side hurriedly got out of the way, at this time, where did everyone still not recognize that the woman in front of them was the "female ghost" who was known as the "god of decay" and couldn't die?

"Don't let her run!"

At this time, the officials on the side hurriedly shouted, with a little horror in their eyes, obviously frightened by the saltless "real body", but they looked at the Taichang Lord on the side with fear, if this adult was angry, I am afraid it would be a big disaster.

"Let her go!"

The face was silent, vaguely, but there were countless colors of loss. Shicai, Wuyan's sentence "It's not me", and those two shallow tear stains made Han Xiangzi's heart ache inexplicably.

At this time, Han Xiangzi saw that Wuyan was unwilling to see him, because there was an inexplicable curse power on his body, that is, Han Xiangzi was almost quasi-saintly, and it was difficult to unravel.

sighed in her heart, but it was a secret way, now that she has found the dragon girl, she is still satisfied, as for the knot in her heart, let's slowly figure it out......

"I can't think of it. ”

On the surface of the West Lake, among the painting boats, Xiaoqing looked at the shore of the West Lake with such a look. In his heart, he secretly said, it turned out that the saltless previous life was the daughter of the East King of the East China Sea, and he had a lifelong relationship with Han Xiangzi's previous life.

It's no wonder that when he was in the Rose Medical Hall in Chang'an City, he would have a faint feeling, but unfortunately the saltless has been robbed several times, and there is a strange curse power on his body, which is already difficult to distinguish, and the heavenly opportunity has long been covered up, so it is naturally difficult to explore.

At this time, I didn't expect that in this lifeless realm of cause and effect, the two would meet again by fate.

However, he remembered the jade talisman that Han Xiangzi handed over to Wuyan, which was clearly from the hand of the Holy Child, but vaguely felt that something would happen. Thinking about it, he didn't look towards the martial arts city again.

"Buzz!"

A faint fluctuation came out, which made Xiaoqing's face startled, and then showed a look of ecstasy, and he was about to get up, but he saw a golden light in the sky, like a big sun, from the direction of the Jinshan Temple, straight down to Wulin City.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Xiaoqing's complexion changed greatly, and he turned into a blue light and chased after him.

"This ......"

Seeing this, Bai Suzhen on the side showed a little hesitation on her face, and Bai Suzhen also felt the fluctuation in the sky, but it made Bai Suzhen feel a tremor from the depths of her soul. It seemed that the breath was familiar to itself, and it was terrifying.

"Wow!"

On the painting boat, feeling the strange fluctuations coming from the south of the martial arts city, Han Xiangzi's eyes released two golden lights, and then followed the two sky-high lights......

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The second more, weakly begging for a ticket!