At this time, Yi Bingshui over there was thinking about the Holy Book.
"Who?" Li Le asked in a trembling voice, and suddenly understood that Yi Bingshui Ding was deceiving him, and said angrily, "You are talking nonsense, I have always only had a deaf-mute servant..."
"However, in front of this princess, he is neither deaf nor mute." Yi Bingshui laughed, "How about I, the princess, invite him to come and confront him face to face? The lady seems to have a lot of interesting things, and I can't finish them all in one night.
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"How is that possible?" Li Le and the other three exclaimed in unison, panic rising in their eyes.
"Absolutely impossible, he...has been in this general's residence for nearly twenty years and is older than you. How could he be yours?" The general stared at Yi Bingshui in surprise and asked, his eyes full of horror.
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"Haha," Yi Bingshui smiled mysteriously, "It seems that I don't need to explain this to you. I can tell you that not only is he neither deaf nor mute, he can fly to the sky and escape from the earth to do anything. He can control everything in your house.
Know it like the back of your hand.”
"It's Li Shimin, it must be Li Shimin," the general shouted in shock.
Yi Bingshui smiled and said with some sympathy: "The general doesn't want to know what the two of them are plotting behind your back?"
"What plot?"
"The general wants to be this Maitreya Buddha, don't others also? As far as this princess knows, this 'Maitreya Appearance' method was taught to you by that person. Even if he can teach you, he will naturally have a way to expose this matter."
Bing Shui glanced at Xiao Mo, still smiled slightly, and asked the general again, "Do you think you are an oriole or a mantis?".
"You, how dare you lie to me?" The general was furious and turned to Li Le and Xiao Mo and glared at them.
Yi Bingshui ignored her. She went under the Yun tree, but she didn't find Liu Juan. She didn't know that Liu Juan had already gotten off the plane. She didn't find the holy book, so she didn't dare to get off the plane. Damn the Japanese, get rid of this lady.
Bound.
Suddenly, the King of the West roared to the sky, came to Yi Bingshui's side in an instant, and placed a four-color sword on her head.
King Xitian said to Yi Bingshui with a look of compassion on his face: "The stories I told before are all true, but some key points were not explained clearly. The face of the old Virgin Mother after her death was very pale and almost transparent, but it was strange.
Yes, she still had a sweet smile on her transparent and white face, as if she was asking me why I did this.
He looked at Yi Bingshui and said calmly: "I was very afraid of the smile on her face. I tried to wipe it off with my hands but couldn't wipe it off."
Li Le was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "Who is that woman?"
King Xitian smiled and said, "Of course she is his woman."
After hearing this answer, Li Le was silent for a longer time and asked: "Is it just to provoke a war between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty? Or is it for some other reason?"
King Xitian was silent for a moment and said expressionlessly: "There is no other reason, except that this matter was eventually discovered, and the Light Messenger didn't know how to start doubting my identity, so I had to quietly leave Xishan alone and escape.
Go back to the mountain gate and experience the following things."
Listening to the opponent's increasingly turbid aura, Yi Bingshui confirmed that this once strong man had lost half of his martial arts skills after being imprisoned for decades. If he fought head-on, he could not be the opponent of the three of them. This person actually
He set up such a trap in such a short period of time, and he is indeed a very thoughtful and horrifying person.
However, thinking about how many decades ago this person traveled across the world, and finally almost incited various factions to split, and plunged the whole world into a bloody hell. A person with such great ability could deal with him like a knife against a chicken, and he could easily kill him.
It is only natural that we have been put into such desperate and dangerous situations.
Yi Bingshui looked at King Xitian and asked her real question: "Whether you are in the church or official circles, you are a highly respected figure. No matter how you choose your position or even without choosing, you can become a legend in the annals of history. But
You chose the bloodiest and most boring path, why? Why do you insist on being our enemy?"
"These words sound familiar." King Xitian looked at him and said, "Many years ago, Lightbringer often reflected on himself like this. He did not hesitate to make enemies of the whole world because he firmly believed that he was right, but I was different.
The reason why I am against the world is simple, because I know that the world is wrong."
Suddenly, the two very long white eyebrows of the King of the West were floating in the wind. They were not floating in a fairyland, but became inexplicably irritable. His eyes were bulging, and his skinny palms were rubbing Yi Bingshui's hair vigorously, and shouted: "The world
What’s the point in saying that?”
"I am a great priest, blessed by thousands of immortals. My life is so glorious and proud. I turn my hands and a storm breaks out. If I want to become a Buddha, I will become a Buddha. If I want to become a demon, I will become a demon. How can there be any truth?
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Yi Bingshui suddenly said: "But this does not include cannibalism."
King Xitian returned to silence. I don’t know how long it took, but the breath of compassion returned to him, and he said slowly and thoughtfully: "Yes, there is still some truth in this world, but the height of the truth is different. In my case,
It seems that the way you and I exist in this world is a collection of our own ways of understanding the world. I struggled all night long to seek the origin of understanding the world, and finally changed the way I exist in the world, and finally wanted to
We should have the extravagant hope to change this world and find the world that is impossible to return to."
A child-like smile appeared on the old and skinny cheeks of King Xitian. There were no teeth in his grinning mouth, so he looked more like a baby who had just been born. It gave people a feeling of innate purity, and he was still so innocent even when he was ridiculing.
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"I just pursue power and find ways to change the world. I don't care about the difference between immortals and monsters, or who wins and who loses. The reason why I am willing to come to Amitabha Pope is because I want to see the lost holy book."
There was a very strong look of ridicule and disgust on King Xitian's face, just like a man in the market looking at other people selling vinegar and having to mix it with two bowls of water, full of natural pride and disdain.
"Finally, I went west to that distant unknown place. In that White Horse Temple, I finally heard the first sermon." I saw those bright Buddha lights and heard those deafening Buddhist words in the light. However, after
After a few years, I finally discovered that the great monks in the White Horse Temple are just some filthy things. The so-called Buddhist words are just pretentious, and they are no different from the fortune tellers on Chang'an Street. What is even more disgusting is that the Buddhists work hard to cultivate themselves."
Facing the transfer of the wheel of life, we can only wait humbly. How can we reach the other side like this?"
The white eyebrows of King Xitian rose and then fell, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
King Xitian recalled the past and shouted angrily: "The only hope has been shattered again. What should I do? Finally I thought of a way. I want to destroy this world. Amitabha, Buddhism, and Taoism will all be destroyed. Let
Peace returns to heaven and earth, but new shoots sprout from the scorched earth. Only in this way can things be accomplished!"
Yi Bingshui looked at the almost crazy King Xitian and suddenly asked: "What do you want this world to be like? Or are you just disgusted with this world and want it to be destroyed?"
King Xitian gradually calmed down his anger and regained his composure, saying: "You haven't even seen what this world looks like, so how can you be qualified to discuss the transformation of the world with me?"
Yi Bingshui was silent for a moment and then said: "Since you have traveled all over the world in search of ways to change the world, why have you never gone to the academy? I think the Taoism back then should not be worse than the places you studied in."
King Xitian smiled and said nothing more. The previous questioning had somewhat relieved the resentment he had accumulated for decades. He now had more important things to do.
He slowly lowered his head and gently moved his withered lips towards the girl under his palm.
Yi Bingshui looked at King Xitian coldly, but she couldn't help but feel the small bumps of fear on her skin. She watched herself die, and no one could completely get rid of the fear in her heart.
A clear sound of breathing suddenly sounded in the silent and dark world.
The bearded man drew out the simple knife from his back, and his knees suddenly bounced, like a tiger that had been lurking in the long grass all night and finally caught the weak point of its prey, and suddenly rushed towards the King of the West in the Bone Mountain.
In mid-air, a cold sword light sprayed over like a heavy rain.
When the King of the West saw the light of the knife from the corner of his eye, the simple knife in the bearded man's hand was only half a foot away from his neck. No matter from which angle he looked at it, he could no longer prevent the coming of death.
However, the peripheral vision is still the gaze.
When the King of the West saw the light of the knife, his mind moved.
Except for the divine radiance of the Goddess, there is nothing in the world that is faster than the mind.
A spiritual power that was not strong but had reached its ultimate state of refinement diffused out from the eyes of the King of the West. The bearded man groaned, and the huge power coming from the blade directly broke his wrist, and his body flew backwards suddenly.
, a stream of blood spurted out from the mouth while the person was in mid-air.
In the mountains and forests, tree root fragments inspired by the power of the King of the West came and hit him like a violent storm. In an instant, he suffered hundreds of thousands of severe blows.
He was hit hard, blood kept gushing out, and many bones in his body were broken.
With a snap, the bearded man fell heavily to the ground, and another mouthful of blood sprayed on his clothes. Fortunately, the storm formed by the dead trees fell to the ground as soon as they left the range of the forest, and did not attack again.
A steady stream of pain came from all parts of the body, as if all the bones were broken. The bearded man frowned and stabbed the ground with a knife in an attempt to stand up, but in the end he couldn't resist the injuries in his body and knelt heavily on one knee.
