I will bury the gods

Chapter 220

The fog was thick behind the screen, the girl's footsteps were slightly wrong, and she walked gracefully into the fog, and the last piece of Buddhist robes also fell to the ground. Exquisite, embossed, and graceful curves, she sank into the medicinal-scented pool, sat with her legs crossed, and a boneless lamp carved with needles and knives faintly lit up behind her.

Xiaohe recalled the experience of these two months and felt like a dream.

Two months ago, she fought fiercely with the guardian in the Huidian, and the guardian wanted to escape. She and Lin Shouxi fought to the death, even if they were dragged into the sealed dry well by it, they did not let go. In the process of falling, they tried their best to fight it Strangled, and finally peeled off its scales and cramped it, destroying its body and soul, and turning it back into a inheritance seed.

During the long fall, she swallowed the seeds.

But she ignored one point. At that time, Lin Shouxi was seriously injured in the fight with the dragon, and his body was weak. After passing it into his body, he couldn't use his sword scriptures with all his strength, and he couldn't swallow the majestic and infused power.

It was dark in the well, and Lin Shouxi didn't say a word, Xiaohe wouldn't even have known about it if he hadn't come out of the well and saw the horrific body full of thunder and fire burns.

Fortunately, Lin Shouxi was always fatal. Even though he was badly injured, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since you betrayed me, why should you be nice to me?" Xiaohe took off her coat and put it on him, her face was always calm, but her tears fell down again.

The location she is in is not a barren mountain, but a city, an ancient city.

Xiaohe settled Lin Shouxi, who was unconscious, in an empty house, and when she went out onto the long street, she was surprised to find that the street was empty, the houses were destroyed, and she walked through several winding long streets without even a single trace of a person. See.

This is a dead city.

Xiaohe heard the story of the dead city from Lin Shouxikou, and he said it was his hometown.

Is this the hometown of Lin Shouxi...

Xiaohe stood in the dead city, surrounded by cornices and upturned corners, and she looked around the flooded streets... It seemed that there had just been a heavy rain here.

Whether it's the streets or the buildings, this place seems to be no different from her side, but after coming to this world, she always felt very strange. She found that her realm had been greatly reduced. She originally thought that she was also injured, but later found out Power is suppressed.

Just like God's Realm suppresses everyone's realm under Immortal Realm, the sky here is even lower.

Is this entering another God's Domain?

Xiaohe was puzzled.

She is also tired and needs rest as well.

She scooped water from the well, boiled it, and wiped Lin Shouxi's wounds. She had nowhere to go to get herbs, so she could only slowly send his true energy to him and let him recuperate. After the treatment, she held a chair and quietly sitting on the street.

The sun shines on the red dress, and the skin looks like new milk.

The guarding inheritance has been swallowed into her body, but for some reason, she has no special feeling, as if what was planted into her body is just a seed, and it still needs sunshine, rain and dew to take root and germinate.

Lived in the dead city for three days.

She walked all over the city, but she didn't see a single person. There was a tall pavilion at the end of the city. Walking through the stone steps and crossing the platform, she could see a gentle and beautiful Guanyin statue. There were still traces of fighting in front of the Guanyin statue. She immediately recognized that it was Lin Shouxi's and Mu Shijing's sword skills.

They have fought here.

Teachers, demons, ethics, childhood sweethearts, falling in love and killing each other...Unless Lin Shouxi wakes up and tells the ins and outs herself, she can hardly imagine what a twisted and bizarre story it is.

She sat on the platform for a long time, overlooking the mountains outside the city, as if she was with them.

Xiaohe still can't understand why Lin Shouxi and Sister Mu didn't confess to herself earlier, especially Sister Mu, she not only didn't confess, but also intentionally misled her to make her pay attention to Chu Yingchan. Logically speaking, Sister Mu is not like this people...

Thinking of this, Xiaohe couldn't help but think of Mu Shijing jokingly mentioning three wives and four concubines in the dungeon. She was so ashamed and annoyed at the beginning, but now she suddenly realized that it was clearly Sister Mu who was recommending herself...

Xiaohe quietly watched the white clouds flow by in the sky, recalling the past, but her heart was surprisingly calm.

Back in the house, Lin Shouxi was still lying flat on the couch, breathing more evenly and forcefully than before.

Maybe he can wake up today...Xiaohe thought to himself.

She not only hoped that he would wake up early and be safe, but also hoped that he would wake up later to give herself more time to think.

In the evening, Xiaohe turned over a wooden comb to help him comb his hair. Because of the lightning strike, Lin Shouxi's long hair stood on end as hard as iron. Xiaohe brushed away the lightning in his hair, and slowly helped him The combing was smooth, and in the middle of combing, she saw Lin Shouxi's funny look, and burst out laughing. She laughed for a long time, and after laughing, she was quiet for a long time.

At night, she often recalled what happened in the Wu family, and it felt like it had been years in a flash.

Xiaohe decided to leave the dead city on the seventh day.

Winter is coming to an end, and the spring thunder has sounded, she is like a awakened seedling, planning to go outside the city to have a look.

Lin Shouxi never showed signs of waking up.

She picked up the sheets from several houses and wrapped him up layer by layer, with only one head exposed, just like the ritual of some kind of cult when he was buried.She carried Lin Shouxi on the sword in the posture of carrying a sword, and then changed her appearance with the colorful phantom feathers, turning into the appearance when she first met Lin Shouxi, and left the city.

Xiaohe is petite, with a boy who is much taller than herself on her back, she looks a bit weird and funny, even if she deliberately keeps a low profile, this image still scares away many people.

Occasionally, they would encounter bold ones, who would step forward and hold their fists together, "Dare to ask the heroine, is this the legendary art of refining corpses?"

Xiaohe shook his head, and said seriously: "This is the art of refining people into swords."

"The art of refining people into swords?" Everyone who heard it was taken aback. They pointed to the scarred but handsome young man behind her, and asked, "So this is..."

"It's the sword man." Xiaohe replied casually, and left behind, leaving only the dumbfounded crowd.

In any case, Xiaohe still wanted to go home first.

Her current home is in Yunkong Mountain.

But I don't know if it's because the place is too remote, Xiaohe asked many people, they don't even know what the sacred mountain is, let alone Yunkong Mountain.

She walked a long way with Lin Shouxi on her back.

Although there are many strange people and strange things in this world, her attire is still too impactful. Generally, no restaurants and inns would dare to receive her, so she eats wild fruits when she is hungry, drinks mountain spring water when she is thirsty, and finds someone in the dead of night. Giant trees, live with the birds.

The Milky Way crosses the dome, and the starlight fills the front of her clothes. She seems to have returned to her childhood.

Of course, feelings are always illusory.

Three days later, she realized even more clearly that this might not be her original world at all, and this idea became more and more determined as she walked farther and farther away.

It turns out that Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing are really demons from outside the territory... Xiaohe thought to himself.

However, she is not disgusted with this outside area. Although there is true energy here, the land is far from being truly polluted, and the scenery is still beautiful and pleasant. This kind of beauty is different from the majestic beauty of the sacred mountain. It is so beautiful that it is reassuring.

She just kept walking, walking, walking a long way.

Along the way, she will still behead rape and destroy evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits. The names of martial arts masters in this world are getting louder and louder, but in terms of real kung fu, none of them are her opponents.

When she was in Shenshan, her realm was already outstanding among her peers, but she was far from a real master, but here, she seemed to have the illusion that she was the best master in the world.

Soon, this illusion was shattered, because she heard about Taoism.

There is a mysterious sect master in the Taoist sect, who dominates the martial arts world and is famous all over the world.

Combining what she had seen and heard in Yunkong Mountain, Xiaohe guessed who it was, but she was surprised, but she didn't take the initiative to go to the Taoist gate.

She wants to see more of the world.

Sometimes, she feels that this kind of life is also very good, free from disputes, disturbances, and carefree, but people can't keep wandering forever, so she wants to find a place where she can meditate and practice.

Finding such a place is not easy.

In this world, establishing a sect does not require the permission of organizations like Shenshan, so various sects emerge one after another. She went to Emei, but Emei did not accept men, even though she repeatedly claimed that they were sword people and not real people.

Later, she went to Wudang Mountain. The head of Wudang Mountain said that this year they would not accept new disciples, especially those with unknown martial arts backgrounds. But the head of Wudang Mountain gave some money to the sisters to find another way out... ...The wound on Lin Shouxi's face healed a lot, and because of his delicate appearance, he was recognized as a young girl.

Xiaohe sighed, sometimes she wondered if she liked him mainly because of his appearance.

Xiaohe went to a lot of famous big sects, and tried for half a month, but to no avail, so she tried to choose a small sect, but the small sects were too evil, and she basically went there not to defect, but to help others During this period, Xiaohe witnessed a lot of ugliness in human nature during the cleaning up of the sect and killing the scum. Compared with it, Lin Shouxi was like a saint reincarnated.

After a few more days, her reputation spread far and wide at an unimaginable speed. Many small sects with bad morals were terrified and closed their doors to thank guests.

Afterwards, she walked along a rugged country road, saw villagers running around, went up to inquire about the situation, and knew that there was a tiger infestation in the mountains.

There is no shortage of deer and beasts in the mountains, but these tigers want to eat people. Xiaohe went into the forest, killed a few ferocious tigers, peeled off their skins and put them in the storage ring. After that, she went deep into the cave and saw their tiger king , Tiger King is very different, its hair is snow-white, its patterns are like waves, and its pupils are green. It looks like a big white tiger. It seems to be a pity for its kind. Xiao He spared its life and tamed it for its mount.

The white tiger's ferocity has not faded, but in front of this delicate girl, he did not dare to do anything wrong.

Afterwards, she eliminated bandits and evil spirits, and won the love of the villagers. Someone wrote a letter to Guangning Temple to introduce her. The incense in Guangning Temple was not prosperous, but because of the presiding and nurturing, the monks were all very virtuous.

She told the host that she is only staying here temporarily and will leave when the snow on the mountain melts away.

At that time, Lin Shouxi was about to wake up.

But another half month passed, and she watched the snow melt, but Lin Shouxi didn't even show any signs of waking up.

But she said she was leaving...

The host seemed to see her embarrassment, and said with a smile: "The female almsgiver has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and her body reflects it perfectly, which is unique and wonderful. It is rare in the world. If she stays in the Sutra Pavilion, it may not be possible to cultivate Buddhahood in time."

Xiaohe smiled lightly, declined and said, "I will leave when the peach blossoms on the mountain are in full bloom."

The presiding officer's persuasion is not unreasonable. Before coming to the temple, Xiaohe never thought that she would have Buddha nature.

It was a peaceful afternoon, she imitated the monks in meditating in front of the Buddha, during the meditating, she faintly felt the purple air rising in her body, manifesting the appearance of a dragon, the dragon was very much like guarding the inheritance, it was on the side of the qi pill The snail dance is lingering, like a dragon playing with a pearl.

She stared at it, and over time, the time she perceived was different from the time in the real world. This difference separated her, and she seemed to be integrated into the flow of time inside, like a wandering in the air with no support, gradually Regardless of the internal and external, to achieve self-forgetfulness.

When she woke up, the incense was only half burnt.

Xiaohe didn't know if it was really her own talent, or if the guarding inheritance was at work, in short, she felt enlightened.

During this period of time, she studied Buddhist scriptures every day without letting go of the scrolls. Except for the unconscious Lin Shouxi, she only had the ancient Qingdeng Buddha as her companion.

One morning, she closed her Buddhist robe and went out, smelling a faint fragrance, and looking up, the peach blossoms all over the mountain were like pink clouds blooming all over, brilliant and extraordinary.

In the middle and late March, the spring is cold on the mountain, but the peach blossoms bloom overnight.

She looked at the peach forest and sea of ​​flowers, and remained silent.

"I'll leave after I write down the feeling in my heart into a book." Xiaohe said again.

The time has come to April.

The weather is getting warmer.

Xiaohe reads classics in the Sutra Pavilion every day, and also gives lectures to her disciples, but she gradually becomes confused, and she also has doubts about many sayings in the Buddha.

Although she is able to meditate and gradually become selfless, she does not feel detached. On the contrary, she is more vague about the word "to save all living beings". She cannot see the karma in the mouth of the Buddha, and she cannot suspend herself in countless moments. It is even easier for disciples to fall into a kind of completely mysterious thinking or to regard it as a dogma. The major monasteries have even used the name of Buddhism to attack aliens, which has caused many bloody storms in the martial arts.

Xiaohe fell into a predicament of thinking and could not escape.

She no longer reads the scriptures, but occasionally walks in the Buddhist hall, looking at the golden body of Daluo behind the incense, and falls silent.

"Is the almsgiver thinking of that young master? If you don't burn incense and kneel before the Buddha, maybe the Buddha will appear." An old monk saw her wandering all day long, and couldn't help saying.

"What did the Buddha teach us?" Xiaohe asked suddenly.

The old monk pondered for a while, and said, "Scriptures and classics?"

Xiaohe was silent.

The old monk asked again: "The way of liberation?"

Xiaohe remained silent.

The old monk shook his head with a smile, and said, "I hope the Holy Bodhisattva will enlighten me."

"It should be wisdom." Xiaohe said.

This time it was the old monk who was silent, and after a while, he nodded, agreeing with the girl in front of him.

"If you want wisdom, why do you kneel?" After Xiaohe finished speaking, she turned around calmly and left the Buddhist hall.

In mid-April, the peach blossoms on the mountain begin to wither.

Xiaohe understands the world more and more.

She found that the world was far bigger than she had imagined. Due to the suppression of the realm and the lack of flying instruments, the steep rivers and rivers could only be measured with two feet, so the world seemed even bigger.

There are countless famous mountains and great rivers in the world, and she wants to see them to enlighten her.

It's just so lonely traveling alone.

There was a sound of water in the room.

Xiaohe walked out from behind the misty screen, she had already changed into a new plain white dress, her long snow-white hair was draped over the dress, making her look even more pure and pure.

She stood by the bed, quietly looking at the boy on the couch.

Recently, she also inquired about a lot of rumors about the Demon Sect intentionally or unintentionally. Regarding the battle of the Demon Dao, many people called it wonderful, saying that eradicating the Demon Sect is a great achievement, and many people lamented it. Sighing, saying that Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing died young is really a great pity in the world, and some people say that they are heavenly demons, it is better to die early...

Xiaohe just listened attentively, without saying a word.

In the past few months, Lin Shouxi's appearance has indeed aroused the admiration of many people, but fortunately, in the past, Lin Shouxi lived in seclusion like a boudoir, and few people saw his true face.

"If you don't wake up again, I will leave alone." Xiaohe said softly, as if threatening.

Lin Shouxi remained motionless.

He still didn't wake up, but soon after, he started talking in his sleep.

The room was very quiet, and Xiaohe could hear clearly that he was calling his name.

She stood and listened until she gradually fell asleep.

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April.

Yunkong Mountain, spring test.

The spring test is a big day for Yunkong Mountain. Outstanding disciples gather here for a three-day competition. Not only the master, but also many immortal masters from other sacred mountains will come to observe. After that, the first master will personally Come out and preach to the disciples.

In the bustling days, Chu Yingchan was lonely.

Truman has no disciples, only her.

When people asked about it, she only said that the disciple had traveled and hadn't returned, and she didn't give any other answers.

Chu Yingchan didn't feel any resentment in her heart. After learning from Mu Shijing that the world was not dangerous, she felt relieved. The loneliness at this moment was just retribution. She could have simply not attended the spring test. But she comes every day, it's one of her punishments to ego.

She watched the competition between the disciples from a distance, and watched the dazzling exercises blooming in the sky like fireworks, and she was fascinated for a long time.

On the cloud platform, there are also many eyes projected from all directions, amazed by her beautiful figure and lonely snow-like loneliness, but she can't see these eyes, she is thinking about an afternoon in her memory, She just woke up from a nap at that time, opened the curtain, and just saw Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe playing chess in the courtyard, Lin Shouxi was flying, Xiaohe took the exam with his chin in his hands, and she was leaning against the window tenderly, demure and far-sighted, without disturbing .

This was a peaceful afternoon for Truman, but she couldn't remember the exact day.

She just feels good.

The spring exam is over.

She was the last to go.

When she left, Baiyun was the only companion on the platform.

Chu Yingchan quietly watched the changes in the sea of ​​clouds, and turned around silently.

Suddenly a mountain wind blew, and the flowers and trees fell like rain. A long, dark dress was also blown by the mountain wind, fluttering in the red rain.

It was Mu Shijing.

Mu Shijing stood not far away, with his luggage on his back, and looked at her calmly. After the two looked at each other for a long time, the girl in black skirt patted the death certificate on her waist, and asked calmly: "This girl is going on a long journey. , Fairy Chu, do you want to go with me?"

　Thanks to the rudder master + deacon who donated the rain and spring flowers!Thank you Wang Xuan for the reward!Thank you two big guys for your strong support, Jianjian is grateful!Thank you for your encouragement~~
　　
　
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