"You want to go down to earth, but I won't let you!"
The dull words were floating in the wind and rain, and fell into the ears of the people around him, causing them to look over in astonishment.
"What?!"
Kui Mulang's voice boomed, followed by another sentence: "You dare!"
Regardless of the fact that there was still a sword behind him, he rushed towards the opposite side like a madman who was faster than the dragon body at his feet. The wriggling white dragon rolled up and waved its long body in an attempt to stop the god with a wolf head and human body, crossing the opponent's path.
, Bai Susu raised her head: "Sir, go away quickly!"
Han Youniang, who was knocked away, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and rushed forward with a roar of "Ah!". Kuimu Lang knocked her over with a casual swing, rolled to the ground and jumped on the opponent's legs again.
Bai Jiao was also wrapped up in Kui Mulang at this moment, trying hard to prevent the god from getting close to Chen Yuan. She didn't understand why the other party had to go towards the husband, but since the other party wanted to do this, the opposite must be the right thing to do.
"You...get out of here!"
No matter how Kui Mulang used his divine power to knock this man and the monster away, he rushed forward without fear of death and entangled him. He was upset and wanted to kill them both, but Chen Yuan in front of his field of vision was watching with a smile.
Looking at himself, his raised hand gathered bright Dharma light.
"I am the cause, and there will be consequences later...If I hadn't come, you wouldn't have had the opportunity to take advantage of it."
Chen Yuan looked at the entangled Kui Mulang, as well as Yang Jian and Tai Sui Xingjun Yin Jiao who were fighting in the magic circle in the distance, "Before I thought about this, I thought I was the lucky person to come.
I came to this world to practice Taoism and become an immortal, appreciate the scenery beyond human beings, and yearn for the immensity of the immortal way. Unfortunately...I thought wrong...I am just an ordinary person, a chess piece that has been selected and can be used."
Over there, there were two sounds of Peng, and tiny scales flew over. Kui Mulang shook off the dragon body wrapped around him with a palm, knocked it to the ground, raised his foot and kicked back, also kicking the woman in green.
The ground flipped and flew sideways.
Hearing Chen Yuan's dull words, Kuimu Lang bared his fangs and rushed over. The motionless Chen Yuan opposite him suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke in his field of vision. Under the sharp claws he grabbed,
Just a wooden stick slipped from his palm to the ground and rolled with two clanging sounds.
"Chen Yuan!!"
Kuimu Lang raised his head and shouted loudly, looking around, he saw a figure staring at the ruins of a wooden building on one side, standing alone on the ruins.
"Actually, from the moment I started practicing, I had that temple view in my heart, it was the cause and effect you left behind... Am I right?" Chen Yuan's voice was dull, but everyone could still hear the meaning in it.
It's disappointing and sad.
The truth often hurts.
After hearing this, Kuimulang fell silent, and Nezha in the distance also fell silent. The gods and Buddhas all over the sky used a mortal to come here and do such a thing, which is really unspeakable.
"Chen Yuan..." Kui Mulang slowed down his tone and took a cautious step closer: "Even if you are a chess piece, you can get an opportunity that many people can't even dream of. Becoming an immortal is something that many emperors and generals can't even dream of.
, even if you become a chess piece once, you will live a long life, stand high in the clouds, and come down to earth to be respected by the people, what's wrong with that?"
The lone figure over there did not answer his words.
He just continued to talk to himself: "You let a soul that doesn't belong here come to this world to do such a thing. In fact, you are afraid of getting involved in the cause and effect... I am an outsider. In fact, I will be erased in the future. Oh, I should be called
Becoming an immortal... is also written lightly, so there is no need to worry about Heaven knowing... After all, I don't belong here..."
The light words drifted away in the swaying wind and rain.
In the fight in the distance, Yang Jian turned away the rain curtain with a knife, pulling out a fan-shaped streamer. His three eyes burst out with divine light and forced Tai Sui Xingjun on the opposite side to retreat. He also heard the whispers brought by the wind, and turned his face with the knife.
I looked at Chen Yuan on the ruins.
He has had little interaction with Chen Yuan all this time. It's not that he is aloof, but that after learning about this incident, he feels guilty towards this mortal monk.
I don't have the face to talk to him.
By this time, everything had been said and he had nothing to worry about.
"Chen Yuan, don't act like a little girl. For the matters here, I will capture Yin Jiao back to the sky, and the twenty-eight stars will be punished. This matter can be dropped. You can continue to practice with peace of mind, and everything will be safe in the world.
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"Haha, Mr. Erlang, please don't overdo it. I'm still here." Yin Jiao tilted his head, "It's almost time. If you can't catch me, you might as well go to the sky and cry. See if any gods are willing.
help you."
Above the ruins in the distance, Chen Yuan's words were also heard at this moment.
"Yuan thanks True Lord Erlang for his kindness, but if the law can be impartially enforced in the sky, how can the twenty-eight stars come down to the lower world? Today, True Lord captured them, but what about tomorrow? Will they still come down in the following days? By that time
It is more hidden and difficult to detect... Anyway, Yuan thanked Zhenjun and the third prince."
In the wind and rain, Chen Yuan on the ruins stroked his long beard, raised his hands and bowed to Yang Jian and Nezha in the distance to thank him.
boom!
The moment he stood up, there were clouds and thunder rolling in the sky, and the blue-white electric light illuminated the field, reflecting faces with complex expressions. Kui Mulang in front of the ruins shook his head vigorously, shaking off some of his thoughts.
He put on a ferocious expression again and rushed towards Chen Yuan quickly.
Then, a small figure stepping on a fire wheel stopped him midway, "Kui Mulang, how many more rounds do you want to fight with this prince?"
As he spoke contemptuously, little Nezha tilted his head slightly, looked at Chen Yuan in his peripheral vision, and sighed in his heart.
What the other party wanted to do, he had also done before, saving the people of Chentangguan.
Thunder roared again, and in the blue and white lightning, Chen Yuan's robes flew up in the wind. As the magic power gathered in his hands became brighter and brighter, traces of blood oozed from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears.
The Dharma light flickers, and the depths are like ripples in a deep well, bringing out many past lights and shadows deep in the memory of my mind.
"Junior brother, master asked me to tell you, what's the next performance?" San'er stood in front of the lamp, smiling innocently and pointing outside.
The crazy old man with unkempt hair and ragged clothes sat in the shade of a tree, yawned, and lay down lazily.
"Good boy, go back quickly and bring some food for tonight."
"Second Master, I am the only one who worships you in this world. You must bless me with a long life." The green smoke bird flew over the withered wood with beards and heavy jujubes.
The fat Taoist sat on the rickety bullock cart, looked at a piece of silver in his hand, and giggled: "I know, I will call you my boss from now on!"
Under the demon-suppressing grotto where the chains were dangling, the old man, who was as skinny as a bone, closed his eyes.
"If you were me, how would you choose?"
"Save dozens of people, or save tens of millions of people?!"
The man from a well-born family chased behind him with a sword in hand, shouting: "Chen Yuan!!"
Luodu was thousands of miles away, and people from Yuejie flocked to it and crossed the Rui River. The lonely little girl stood in front of two piles of tombs holding three copper coins and timidly handed them to the man.
In the wind-swept Feiyan Temple, an old Taoist named Yunlong fought with a foreign priest with a sword. He swung his sword and cut out pieces of cold light: "The city is here today!"
The light and shadow turned, and the dying god looked over and spat.
"Chen Yuan, you will find out one day that those gods are just liars!"
Kunlun Mirror, the three gods used their divine power to drive. In the divine light, the kind Taishi turned his face slightly, with a gloomy gaze, hiding murderous intent.