Yun Weisi pinched his chin.

Breathing is weak, but still there.

The other party's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at him through the gap, and the light was dim.

"How long will it take to die?" Yun Weisi asked.

Changming didn't answer.

Yun Weisi didn't expect the other party to answer, so he started to search for it in person.

He held the man in his arms, put his hand under his clothes, and moved with ambiguity and lingeringness, like a person's intimacy, always bright, soft as boneless, gentle and leaning, without resistance. From the perspective of others, he could never imagine the real situation of the two.

"Do you want me to end your pain with your own hands?" Yun Weisi said softly, soft and gentle.

Changming still didn't say anything.

He really didn't have the extra strength to speak. His long hair like a crow feather was dispersed to cover half of his face, and half of Yu Lu's side was pale and bloodless, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next moment and never wake up again.

Changming moved slightly and looked up at him.

The eyes were facing each other, and they all looked into the deepest part of each other's eyes.

There was clouds and mist, and I could no longer see through it at a glance.

However, Yun Weisi felt that he could never guess what this master was thinking in his heart.

And he may have been a desperate look at him at the beginning, the only hope in a desperate situation. This teacher's kindness urged him to work hard day and night, teaching him not to be arrogant with talent, and not to be trapped in the same place with progress. He would become obsessed with it in silence, and would never stop even if he was not a sword.

Yun Weisi once tried hard to catch up with the other party and tried his best to keep up with his pace, hoping to one day walk side by side with the other party and work together to overcome obstacles on the road of cultivation. But he found that Jiufang Changminggen would not stop and look at him. The other party seemed to be able to hold all things in the world, but he could not tolerate his position alone.

He still remembers every day and night in the Nine Abyss, facing the endless galaxy on the other side, watching the sun and the moon move, the stars rotate, his heart feels as withered, without sorrow or joy.

Then he thought that Jiufang Changming was dead, and that this person would never be like this person in the sky and the earth. In order to keep the promise he had promised the other party, he still had to stay in the Nine Abyss. He didn't know what to be liberated. Does this person know about this torture?

The other party will never know how he was infected with the demonic energy.

The demon flocked to him, his cultivation was strong, and there were many people. Even Yun Weisi might not resist. The demonic energy saw his weak and wounds, and took the opportunity to penetrate into his limbs and bones, wandered through the meridians, and drifted in the sea of ​​consciousness, so that Yun Weisi's face was not exposed, but his body often had to bear the tearing pain of the five horses splitting away.

As soon as the sea of ​​clouds came into being, he could get a moment of breathing at night, and continue to fulfill his promises during the rest of his life.

Until Jiufang Changming was resurrected from the dead, Yun Weisi thought he would be saved, but the demonic energy refused to let him go, and he tortured him all the time, shouting that he would abandon his heart as a demon as soon as possible. Even if the spiritual power of the Four Non-Swords of Changming was temporarily suppressed, it would be temporarily. At best, the voice in his sea of ​​consciousness had never disappeared.

Now, the voice finally disappeared. Yun Weisi felt the demonic energy inside him boiling and cheering, surrounded him and encouraged him to kill the person in front of him and cut off the demonic obstacle with his own hands.

“Not much.”

Yun Weisi suddenly said something strange, not knowing whether it was referring to Changming or Ji.

"I'll ask you one last time, what would you choose now?"

Changming said slowly: "My heart is as good as you?"

Yun Weisi smiled: "That's true."

Changming: "Why do you have to think about it for a long time before you have not attained the Tao? Your biggest problem is that you think too much. In the past, you are like this, but now you are a demon, and you are still like this. Since that's the case, let me see how much you are after being a demon is better than before."

Yun Weisi: "You are probably not worthy of fighting with me now. If you refuse to hand over Zhou Ke's soul, then die with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chunchao sword appeared in his hand, and the sharp blade turned into a sword light, slashing the neck of the person in his arms!

Yun Weisi took action very quickly and did not give anyone any reaction. The monk below the master could not block this sword.

As for Changming, he was now like a candle in the wind, and he was about to be extinguished and would be difficult to catch.

In just a moment!

After a moment, even if his head had not yet landed, his neck would be vacant, blood would gush out, his spiritual power would be lost, and it would be difficult for the gods to save him.

But Yun Weisi felt that his arms suddenly fell into nothing.

The weight suddenly disappeared, and the sword light passed by, Chunchao's sword lost its hand.

At the same time, the other party's voice came from Yun Weisi's ears.

"There are all things in the world, and there is no way to be separated from the sect. The Tao has nothing to do. What is the problem? Heaven and earth have knowledge, and the grass and trees are in love with each other, and the momentum comes endlessly, and they are endless in the sky."

It is a poem but not a poem, and it is like a verse of a magic formula, which turns into a second attack that has not been thought of.

Lifting weights as light as a feather.

Yun Weisi's expression frightened, and she threw away the last point and neglected it.

It is obviously almost exhausted, but it has exploded to such an extent. Is it a comeback or is the other party unfathomable?

...

Chunchi opened his eyes wide.

He has no time to care about the battle situation over Yun Weisi.

Because he found that Sun Buku had firmly grasped the initiative, the outcome of this battle was no longer a suspense.

Wanlian Buddha Land has been in operation for decades, absorbing the power of faith, and gradually cultivating the current giant. He himself has all the resources, taking the people's beliefs and evil spirits as nutrients, and refining the power of cultivation step by step. He is considered to be comparable to the Buddha Lord Xutianzang back then. Even if he distributes the power to Wanlian Eight Saints and others, he is enough to win the Buddhist sect and dominate all living beings.

As for Sun Wufu, he lived in seclusion for many years and practiced in seclusion. Most of the civil affairs of Qingyun Zen Temple were managed by others. If it weren't for the loss of more than half of the Grandmaster after the Liuhe Zhutian Formation, the major sects had always maintained a delicate balance. Chun Chi also needed to find new soul-gathering beads for the formation, and had no time to inquire about Qingyun Zen Temple, otherwise how could they indulge them together with the Wanlian Buddha Land to be called the two Buddhist sects.

But now, Sun Buku, who is not visible and does not show off, has made a splash, and he cut off his vitality as soon as he appears, leaving Chunchi nowhere to go.

In all directions, there is no flaw in the other party.

If you have a small inch, you will have no way out.

Chunchi felt fear for the first time.

It was not because Sun Buku's cultivation was so high that he was afraid, but because he felt the breath of Xutianzang Buddha in the other party.

This cognition made him collapse.

The Buddha's light hit his face and landed on his forehead.

Chunchi's evil spirits and ghostly aura was cleansed all over his body. He could not feel the pain, and his body had already floated backwards.

What is the peak cultivation level of the world?

Is it like the Buddha of Xutian Zang, the flesh body, the golden body is forever, but the spiritual consciousness is no longer there. It is still the legend of Luo Mei, the former leader of the Wanjian Immortal Sect, ascending in the sun, riding a crane in full view of the public, and admiring the legend of all people?

For many years, Chunchi has been thinking about this answer until Jiang Li, the leader of the Wanjian Immortal Sect, appeared and told him a secret that his guess would be a certain fact. Chunchi finally believed that there were no gods and Buddhas in the world.

The so-called unreachable immortals and Buddhas have always been dreams of monks who wish for one's wishes. Instead of placing their whole lives on it, it is better to enjoy yourself and make yourself the Lord of All Saints and enjoy the incense of human beings.

But now, watching Xutianzang Buddha appear, giving Sun Bukuo Vajra Indestructible body, helping him defeat himself, as if the real Buddha personally took action to punish the false Buddha, Chunchi had great doubts about his belief for the first time.

"you tell me--"

He tried his best to ask an answer.

"Are there any gods and Buddhas in this world?"

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