Chapter 461 Lets fight monsters together in the future
In order to let Uncle Feng understand the pros and cons of this Buddha bone, Qin Liuxi also told what happened after the female ghost Fusheng accidentally obtained this Buddha bone. Even she capsized the boat, which shows how powerful it was five thousand years ago.
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"Huaibi is guilty, and the Buddha's bones are with you. You will be targeted by Si Luo one day. If you can control it and have a divine body to protect you, Si Luo will have to spend some effort to intercept it, and even beg for help.
But you can't." Qin Liuxi said: "But if you can't, if you are tempted to kill and become a murderous god, the first one in heaven will kill the god first."
Feng Bo was thoughtful.
"The evil Buddha is also a Buddha. That Si Luo is a Buddhist. He just cultivated to become an evil Buddha, but he is also a Buddha. He can cultivate, why can't you?" Qin Liuxi pointed to the right leg and said: "You have this Buddha.
Gu, it shouldn't be difficult to practice Buddhism. What a coincidence, you are bald and you are born to be a Buddhist!"
Bald?
Uncle Feng touched his bare head and said, "I am already a demigod, can I still practice Buddhism?"
"Why not? You have to practice to become a god. As the saying goes, if you don't advance, you will retreat. You are only half of it. If you become a real Dzogchen God, you will have more than a little divine power. With a divine body, you can protect more people, such as this
All the people in the world are like you, Yan."
Feng Bo's heart surged.
"In fact, you have to cultivate even if you don't cultivate. As I said before, Huaibi is guilty. You can become a demigod. There must be a reason for it. If you take it out, maybe this power will be lost. And you, Yan
You also know how to cover up your family's luck, for fear that others will see that the good luck is coming and bring trouble to the family, so if you become a true god, how can you not protect it?"
It must be said that Qin Liuxi was very eloquent and Uncle Feng was impressed.
He looked at Qin Liuxi and said: "You are a member of the Xuanmen, you are really good at talking. If you do business, you will revive the dead."
Qin Liuxi smiled with a smile on his face, but he thought in his heart, nonsense, if I don't convince you to practice hard and become a true god, how can we fight monsters together in the future?
Feng Bo: "I understand what you mean. Even if it's not for the common people, it's for the Yan family, and for myself, I have to practice Buddhism. I don't want to become the God of Killing."
Otherwise, what was the point of his persistence in not getting a substitute in the past?
"You are doing it for the common people, your family, and yourself. What about Tai Qing? Just let it go?" Qin Liuxi asked him.
Uncle Feng's hand was always holding the broken bracelet. Hearing this, his hand froze and said, "Don't you call me a scumbag?"
"Just now, Tai Qing and I were the only women, and the rest were all men. Who would stand on her side?" Qin Liuxi pinched the portrait again and sighed: "Of course I know it's fate. You missed it for a hundred years.
Gods and ghosts have different paths, but I have been waiting for a hundred years for a promise, and it has been attached to Qin and I can't get it out. Can you just say I'm sorry to resolve this grudge?"
"Do you know what despair is? It's painful when hope turns to despair in an instant. It would be better for her to think that you have already been reincarnated from the beginning, instead of like now, looking for you in a hurry and saying sorry.
All affection was gone. What Tai Qing wanted was not your belated apology or her resentment, but your promise. Your sorry made her feel that her infatuation and resentment were all
Ridiculous.”
Qin Liuxi said: "In this world, the ones who can't let go of the love between men and women are mostly women. But I think Tai Qing is arrogant. It's not like she can't let go of the love. What makes her angry is that you are just a mere
I can't help but wipe out a hundred years of love. A hundred years, not a year or ten years, don't you think it lasts a long time? It's a good time to get together and break up, the love and affection are gone, just because you once loved each other, you shouldn't talk about it in detail
?”
Uncle Feng stared at her.
Qin Liuxi: "?"
"Aren't you a member of Xuanmen? How come you know so much about love? Are you so excited that you want to get married?"
Qin Liuxi was angry: "I have never eaten pork and I have seen pigs running away. I am a woman and I pity her!"
Uncle Feng chuckled lightly and said, "I'm just teasing you. Just hold it and I'll come back as soon as I go."
He disappeared in a flash.
Qin Liuxi looked down at the statue that had already shown its face. Thinking of the second Buddha bone, he sighed. This is really a big trouble. Now that Uncle Feng has given up his mortal heart, I hope he will work hard and cultivate into a true god.
It would be nice to have a helper when fighting monsters in the future!
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Tai Qing drank sips of wine and looked at the lake, her blood and tears already flowing away.
"Can you give me a sip of this wine?"
Tai Qing's soul froze.
Uncle Feng sat down not far away from her. At this distance, the two of them could talk, but they would not hurt her.
Tai Qing noticed the distance and gave a wry smile. Yes, he was already a demigod, but she was just a ghost. The two had become strangers and couldn't even get close to each other, so why should they talk about rekindling their relationship?
It's ridiculous that she had even dreamed of coming to him and becoming a subordinate.
Uncle Feng sat down and didn't care that she ignored him. From the time he saved people to the time he died and turned into a ghost, he stayed at the Green Lake for a hundred years.
His voice was already very pleasant, but now that he was so close, it had a new charm.
Tai Qing's originally angry heart gradually calmed down.
"...Over the past hundred years, the world has changed and the world has changed. I have seen too many separations and reunions, life and death, but in the end they were nothing but dust. When I start over, my heart becomes colder and quieter.
Qing, I have become a demigod, and I have to fulfill my responsibilities after receiving this belief. I know that the gods will die, but I don’t know when they will come. But you have the opportunity to reincarnate as a human being.
Why not feel the seven emotions and six desires of this human world?"
Feng Bo rubbed the broken bracelet and said: "Maybe you will say that my back hurts when I stand and talk, but as a ghost or a god, I am lonely after all, and it is not as good as a happy life. You must have felt it in the past hundred years!"
He turned his head, looked at Tai Qing, and said seriously: "Aqing, back then I really wanted to marry you and take care of you for the rest of my life, and I have already obtained my parents' permission. It's just that fate plays tricks on people, and our fate is treacherous.
One side. Qing, I'm late."
Tai Qing hugged her knees and cried.
Uncle Feng stopped talking, and just used his divine power to pat her shoulder gently to express comfort.
Tai Qing cried even harder and yelled at the lake: "Yan Conghe, you...!"
When Qin Liuxi heard this sad ghost cry, she couldn't help but shake her head, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying that as long as she was freed, reincarnated, or stayed in the human world, everything would be easier for her once her resentment was gone.
She put the pinched statue into the small temple, and waited for Uncle Feng to come back and enter the divine mind, and then it would be consecrated.
The few people hiding in the corner to take shelter from the wind shivered.
Yan Qishan said: "I'm afraid my ancestor won't be able to comfort the girl. It's best not to offend Miss Tai."
Knowing that there was no chance for the two of them, Yan Qishan did not dare to shamelessly call out his great-grandmother to ruin her reputation, lest she be beaten.
And in a quiet courtyard in Dafeng, a handsome man opened his eyes from practice with his head covered with frost and snow, and looked at Po Kong. A faint red light flashed through his eyes, and he stroked his knuckles and revealed a sly smile:
