Fu Canglu

Chapter 109 Sending You To The Other Side

Xinghe Xiaohan, a lone boat, is full of wind and snow, all under the oars.

Sheng Yuanzi in the black robe watched the small boat bring the sky full of wind, snow and stars, overlooked all living beings in the sky, and hovered above him.

The white-haired man on the small boat did not change his appearance, and was magnificent.

He stood in the galaxy, and the sky and the earth seemed to be revolving around him.

All the figures are frozen in the long river of time.

Mu Liancheng kept turning his head, and his thoughts were all frozen.

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi raised his head slightly, looking at the hazy and untouchable figure like a fairy, his voice trembled a little.

"I have laid out for 100 years. It is scattered all over the world."

"I have practiced for three thousand lives. The merits and good fortune."

The white-haired man quietly waited for the black-robed Sheng Yuanzi to speak.

"After losing to you, I swear that I will never fight in this life." Sheng Yuanzi looked at the figure standing on the top of the heaven and the earth, who was as handsome as before, and laughed: "Now that you are here, I have nothing to worry about."

"This boy can be regarded as inheriting the mantle of my Sheng Yuanzi. Old man, you cut me off with a sword, but you still remember!" The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi laughed loudly: "You cut off the cause and effect between me and heaven and earth. , It's a pity that the dragon and snake form has never cut off the inheritance, and the traces left behind are now confirmed on this young man, which can be regarded as the karma left by you!"

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi restrained his smile, and said, "You have spent 100 years as a human being, how do you know how to overcome your own karma?"

The white-haired man stood on the boat with his hands behind his back, with a complicated expression on his face.

"I don't want to die, so you have karmic obstacles to deal with." The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi said with a smile, "Let's make a deal today. You changed his life, and I paid back your karma. How about it?"

The white-haired man was silent for a moment.

After that, there was a voice in a trance.

"it is good."

The white-haired man slowly stretched out a hand on the boat.

Numerous snowstorms from the northern region rolled in from the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, making it a spectacular sight.

The sky, the earth and the north are white.

It swept across the whole world like a snowstorm, and finally fell into the hands of the white-haired people.

He lightly clenched his fist and pointed again.

The wind and snow fell all over the sky, turned into a hand, and pointed on the broken wall of Yaobeiguan.

The frail boy in black coughed suddenly.

Under Feng Xue's finger, many abnormalities appeared above the head of the boy in black.

A bright green lotus blooms buds.

A dragon and a snake embrace each other on the Qinglian platform.

Clanking and clanging sword sounds resounded beside the dragon and snake, and sword intent danced all over the sky.

Plant lotus.dragon snake.sword bone.

It's all cause and effect.

Then the scriptures flew all over the sky.

There are three thousand classics in the Qiliang library.

All are blessings.

Then the color of cyan rose up.

It's luck.

How lucky must a person be to have so many opportunities?

The white-haired man looked complicated and raised his hand slightly.Then Feng Xue's fingers pulled out a black thread that was too thin to see clearly, and it was pulled out from the center of the eyebrows, connecting the sky and the earth.

It's pitch black.

Unstoppable.

Restraining the dragon and snake, pulling the lotus, piercing through the sword bone, three thousand classics were cut off by this thread.

The purple color turned into big black.

This thread cut off all the karma, fate, and luck of His Royal Highness.

Dragons and snakes can't open their eyes, lotus plants can't open forever, sword bones can't sing, and it's hard to practice after reading all the world's avenues.

Every step in life is full of ups and downs, more difficult than anyone else in the world.

How unfortunate must a person be to bear such a bitter fate?

Those who have an intersection with this black thread cannot die well.

The white-haired man on the boat pinched the black thread, and his complexion became more complicated.

He sighed.

Rub your fingers together.

The black thread turned to ashes.

The dragon snake opened its eyes in an instant!

Qinglian incomparably dignified and grand blooming!
Sword Bone screamed happily!

The pages of Jinglun books are flying like heavy snow!
Since then, this black thread representing death and bad luck has been completely removed from Yi Xiao's bones.

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi watched the black thread dissipate the world, and said in a daze: "If his practice path is entangled with this kind of cause and effect, he will die ten times and not live forever."

Then the old man in black robe nodded in satisfaction.

"The predecessors planted the shade, and the descendants took advantage of the shade. I haven't done anything good in my life, and my obsession is too deep, and now it can be regarded as the reward of karma. What Qinglian Bald Donkey said makes sense, sowing karma, reaping karma." Sheng Yuanzi saw Looking at the white-haired man on the small boat, he said softly, "They are all gone. Is it my turn now?"

The white-haired man on the boat was silent, looking at the black-robed old man in his dying years.

Sheng Yuanzi rubbed his old cheeks, stared blankly for a moment, and suddenly said, "I want to ask you a few things."

The white-haired man quietly looked at the old man in black.

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi pointed to the farthest side of the world, and tremblingly said: "Is that the other side? I'm going to the other side later. Right?"

The white-haired man was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi smiled and said, "That's it."

"Old bald donkey Qinglian, devil Qi, these people are all there." The corner of the black robe Sheng Yuanzi's lips curled into an unforgettable smile, and he said bitterly: "I really don't want to see these people again."

The old man shook his head, his voice suddenly became much older.

"Entering the rivers and lakes makes people grow old. After doing the math, it's been so many years."

He calculated carefully with his fingers, and murmured to himself.

"When I was ten years old, I saw her for the first time, and I was shocked. I only dared to look at her from a distance, and didn't dare to blaspheme."

"In the 13th year of the beginning of the talisman, I practiced Buddha in the bottom of my eyes, just to remember her appearance."

"In the past 30 years, Yuanli has never had a ray of growth."

"It's good that I can't practice, this life will be settled." The old man raised his head in confusion, and asked repeatedly: "But why did she call me in the dream? Want me to embark on the road of practice?"

The white-haired man looked at the black-robed old man in a daze, and kept asking himself questions.

"She has cultivated to an unspeakable level, why is she willing to make a wedding dress for the world?"

"Why would I meet her again after 100 years?"

"I don't believe in the reincarnation of cause and effect that Buddha said. But if this is not reincarnation of cause and effect, who can explain it clearly?"

The old man in black robe held his heart with his ten fingers like hooks, his face showing pain.

"This is not karmic reincarnation. The two of them are not alike at all!" The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi trembled all over, and suddenly said hoarsely: "It is impossible for her to be contaminated by the mortal world! It is even more impossible for her to fall in love with ordinary people!"

The white-haired man finally spoke.

There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

"There is no reincarnation of cause and effect."

He looked at the stiff black robed old man and said, "That girl is only similar to the white clothed Bodhisattva back then."

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi froze suddenly, forced out a smile with great difficulty, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and murmured: "I just said, how could she fall into the mortal world?"

Suddenly his eyes widened, he looked at the white-haired man, and said in a trembling voice: "No, what you said is not true! There must be karmic reincarnation! She must be reincarnated, and she will definitely come back. I can't leave, I have to wait Look at her. I can't go! I can't go to the other shore!!"

The white-haired man silently looked at the mad black-robed old man.

He shook his head slowly.

Sighing at the black-robed old man.

"Wu. Are you still awake?"

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi's ears were like thunder, and suddenly he stared straight into the white-haired man's eyes.

Every word of the white-haired man shocked people's heart.

"You stole the 33 heavenly scriptures of the Bodhisattva in white, and after burning the scrolls, you altered them into the scriptures of self-forgetfulness."

"You have gone astray in your practice of Buddhism and entered the path of demons."

"On the lotus peak of Tianji Sea, you attacked that seriously injured white-clothed Bodhisattva, crushed her spirit and soul, and sent the Buddhist sect who has been so kind to you to the end with your own hands."

The white-haired man said coldly, "When did that Bodhisattva in white ever say a word to you?"

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi was stunned.

"You have never cultivated a Buddha, but a demon in your heart. If you don't get what you want, the Buddha will eventually become a demon." The white-haired man said indifferently: "Buddhism's mercy left you a dog's life. Look at what you have done in the past 100 years. What have you done?"

He looked at the unconscious Yi Xiao, and said, "You said you took Murong in white as your apprentice?"

The white-haired man said blankly: "Has she ever met you once?"

"Have you ever asked that girl if she would accept your dragon and snake appearance?"

The first-generation city lord of Fengxue Yincheng took a step forward, stepped out of the boat in an instant, and stepped on the ground.

The heroic and burly Lord of Yincheng looked down at the trembling black-robed old man in front of him.

"That girl who shouldn't die, has she ever seen you before? Did she ever know that there is such a disgusting existence like you? Did she ever think that her own child will also be stamped with this dragon snake kiss mark representing disaster? ?”

Sheng Yuanzi in black robe trembled all over.

"If that woman named Murong learns the truth, what will she do?"

The white-haired man asked indifferently.

Sheng Yuanzi in the black robe suddenly felt a great despair welling up in his heart, and instantly crushed himself.

There are thousands of back and forth in my mind.

He thought of the awe and shock he felt when he saw the white robe for the first time, and the sanctimonious appearance he pretended to have when he approached step by step.

Thinking of the fear when I stole the 33 scriptures, and the satisfaction after burning the scroll.

I thought of the dignity and holiness when I was practicing Buddhism, and thought of the bewilderment and loss when my hands were stained with blood.

Thinking of the blood splattered on his face on the Lotus Peak, the Bodhisattva in white looked back in shock and heartache.

Thinking of waiting for 100 years, and finally waiting for that white dress, I was ecstatic.

Thinking of looking at that white dress, being eroded by the dragon and snake's kiss seal bit by bit, and finally disappeared, the madness and madness that came from the bottom of my heart for no reason.

I thought of the remaining obsession in my heart for the past 100 years of my life.

That bit of obsession is not so much love as it is a demon, destroying what little reason I have left, leaving me with nothing.

In the end, only the big dream woke up.

Deep despair.

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi woke up from his dream, tears streaming down his face.

"If you want to wait for her reincarnation, is it possible that you still want to attack and kill her like on the Lotus Peak?" The white-haired man said expressionlessly, "Or hide in a cold place unknown to the world in a despicable way, and then kill her?" Give her the deadly dragon-snake kiss seal?"

"Sheng Yuanzi, if she is still alive, she will convert anyone in this world, but she will not convert you." The white-haired man said in a cold voice, "You really don't deserve it."

The black-robed old man let out a miserable laugh, and suddenly fell to his knees.

His sanity was no longer clear, and he was in a daze.

The Lingtai was already in chaos, and the old man was half laughing and half weeping.

Crying and laughing, extremely sad, like a madman.

He finally raised his head and looked at the burly figure.

"Why are you."

For a hundred years, he had lied to himself.

He invented a dream world, made himself transcend the world, and appeared to be holy like a Buddha.

Once the dream is broken.

He couldn't figure out why this truly detached man was telling himself so much.

Why didn't he just shoot and kill himself?
Why not let yourself go more happily?
"This is your karma, you can't escape, and you can't stop." The white-haired man looked at the collapsed old man with no indifference on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Today, I took action to save this young man. Coming down is to send you to the other shore."

"Send me to the other shore?"

The old man in black robe seemed to have heard something terribly terrifying, he used his hands and feet together, and backed away screaming.

"No no no! I'm not going!"

He took two steps back, turned around and fell to the ground, blood mixed with muddy tears all over his face.

He knelt down on the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been squeezed out, and he didn't move anymore.

The old man's eyes suddenly became blank.

Just repeated foolishly: "The other shore. The other shore"

The black-robed Sheng Yuanzi smirked and said, "Is she waiting for me on the other side?"

The white-haired man didn't speak anymore, and slowly stretched out a hand.

Point out.

The eyes of the old man in black robe became extremely hollow.

There is no more breath.

The soul returns to the other shore.

(End of this chapter)