"The promised battle of life and death on the snow-capped mountains, I went there last night, where are you?" The Sword Master shouted: "Are the words of the Medical Sage just like farting?"
"I tell you, I'm in a very bad mood right now." Ye Haoxuan turned around fiercely, and the violent energy generated in his body caused by Shura's influence emitted like a tornado.
The sword master was startled, his robe floated up, and he looked at Ye Haoxuan in horror. After decades of traveling in the world, he had never seen a person with such strong murderous intent. He didn't know what happened.
As a result, Ye Haoxuan was so murderous.
After catching a glimpse of Miaohui in Xue Tingyu's arms, the Sword Master seemed to understand something. He nodded slowly and said, "I understand the mood of the Medical Sage. Let's talk about the time and we will fight on another day."
"Three days later, we will be at the top of the snow-capped mountains." Ye Haoxuan put aside these words, turned around and mounted his horse, pulled Xue Tingyu onto the horse's back, and Jiyun stepped on the thick snow and walked away.
The inside of Sanxian Temple is completely white. The snow in the temple has already been cleared away. After it snowed, the Taoist nuns in the temple will clear the snow out of the temple gate. Even the snow on the evergreen trees has been carefully removed.
Bounce it down and sweep it out.
The trees in the Sanxian Temple are evergreen, and there are no dead leaves all year round. After the snow is swept away, the Three Sages look like the arrival of early spring.
It’s just that the tree is now replaced by white silk ribbons. Miaohui belongs to a Taoist disciple, and the Sanxian Temple has its own unique funeral. Miaohui’s body is placed in the temple for one night, and then the flames and ashes are scattered.
Throughout the Sanxian Temple, her memorial tablet was placed in the main hall of Sanxian Temple for three days, and then placed in the mourning hall on the back hill of Sanxian Temple.
The main hall was covered with white silk, and the statue of Sanqing in the center still showed no expression at all. All the Taoist nuns knelt on both sides, silently reciting Taoist scriptures on rebirth, praying for the salvation of Miaohui, and hoping that she would soon escape the sea of suffering and be reincarnated.
Xue Tingyu stayed in front of Miao Hui's soul. She placed yellow paper one after another in the fire basin in front of the soul. For three days in a row, the fire in the basin did not stop.
Opposite her was Miaoshan, the senior sister who was best friends with Miaohui. Her face was sad. There were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Because of Miaohui's death in the past few days, the whole temple seemed a little dull.
Miaohui is the youngest Taoist nun in the temple, and she is also the pistachio in the temple. No matter whether she is an elder or a peer, she can get along with her. Her cheerful laughter can be heard everywhere, but in the past few days since she went, the Taoist temple has
It's very quiet here, so quiet that it makes people feel dull.
clang, clang, clang
The three bells rang throughout the Taoist temple. These were the bells that were rung when someone passed away in the temple. Master Qingyi rang the bell himself, hoping that the deceased would rest in peace and be reincarnated as soon as possible.
As soon as the three bells rang, Miaoshan and all the Taoist nuns stood up.
Xue Tingyu still knelt on the ground and burned the yellow paper in his hand.
"Miss Tingyu, the time has come for Miaohui to enter the mourning hall," Miaoshan said.
"Yes." Xue Tingyu nodded. She stood up, carefully held Miao Hui's spiritual tablet in her arms, then turned around and slowly walked out of the temple door. The remaining Taoist nuns lined up in two rows, holding whisks in their hands, and the group
To deliver Miaohui’s spiritual tablet.
The mourning hall was filled with the memorial tablets of past heads and seniors who had passed away. Miaohui was a junior, so she was placed at the end. All the Taoist nuns waved their fly whisks at the same time, chanted a Taoist chant, and then turned around and left.
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Xue Tingyu didn't leave, and Miao Shan didn't leave either. The two of them had the deepest feelings for Miao Hui.
"Junior sister..." Miao Shan murmured, "We agreed to go to the capital together, why did you just go like that?"
Even though Miao Shan has been practicing Taoism for nearly ten years, her heart has become calm and she doesn't show sadness or joy, but when she thinks of the lively and lovely Miao Hui in the past, she still can't help crying.
In front of the Jiejian Pond, Ye Haoxuan stared at the Shura in the pool. He had been here for three days and three nights. He had never attended Miaohui's funeral. He just stared at the clear water, looking at the Shura in the water in a daze.
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The anger in his heart rose and fell, and several times, he couldn't help but recall Shura, and then returned to the capital to kill all the celebrities who were scheming.
But in the end, Li Zhi prevailed, and Miao Hui needed revenge, but not now. No matter who it is, he will make those people pay the price they deserve.
Master Qing Yi walked slowly from behind Ye Haoxuan. Although her footsteps fell lightly and silently, Ye Haoxuan still sensed her arrival. But he did not look back, he still stared at Shura in the water.
"What have you realized in the past few days?" Miao Hui stood behind Ye Haoxuan and asked calmly.
"I haven't realized anything. In my heart... I only have the desire to kill." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Did your desire to kill arise from your wonderful wisdom?" Master Qing Yi asked.
"Yes." Ye Haoxuan answered simply.
"Miao Hui will have a calamity in this life." Master Qing Yi shook his head and said: "Killing here and there, what will be the result? Sometimes it is fate, but it is also destiny."
"I only know that it was those people who hurt Miaohui." Ye Haoxuan replied in a deep voice.
"They are just a hand that fate relies on." Master Qingyi shook his head and said: "You should suppress the murderous thoughts in your heart. Your mind has been affected by Shura. Even if Li Yanxin uses his exquisite heart to resolve the hostility in your heart,
But the hostility has taken root in your heart."
"If you don't suppress the anger in your heart, you will still become a demon, or in other words, your realm will never be able to take a step forward." Master Qingyi said.
Ye Haoxuan let out a heavy breath, turned around and said, "I can now control my murderous thoughts very well."
Qing Yi was stunned for a moment. She felt that the murderous aura in Ye Haoxuan disappeared quickly.
Can he really control the anger in his heart freely? If that is the case, it can only be said that he has grown very quickly. A master, a real master will know how to control his murderous thoughts. Ye Haoxuan did
At this point, it can only be said that his understanding is very good and his mood is also very high.
Qingyi nodded and said: "It seems that you are indeed a genius."
"Don't dare to be a genius." Ye Haoxuan said lightly: "Did the real person already know that Miaohui would die?"
"Not bad." Master Qingyi said.
"Then why do you want her to go to the snowy mountains?" Ye Haoxuan asked.
"Because you can't escape by hiding. This is cause and effect." Master Qingyi said.
"Cause and effect?" Ye Haoxuan is a little unclear. Miaohui is just a ten-year-old girl. She has never set foot in the world of mortals. How can there be a cause? If there is no cause, then why is there an effect?
"The cause of the past life is the result of this life." Master Qingyi said, "There may be a cause and effect between her previous life and Tingyu's previous life, so her death is inevitable. She stayed in the Taoist temple for ten years just to wait for Tingyu
, meet her once, and then the relationship between the two will be broken."
"That is to say, if Ting Yu did not come to Sanxian Mountain and the two of them did not meet, she would not die." Ye Haoxuan said.
"You can say that." Master Qing Yi nodded.
"So that's it." Ye Haoxuan murmured.
Qingyi Zhenren made a move with her right hand, and saw a white shadow appear in her palm. It was a translucent fog-like shadow, and the shadow floated uncertainly in her hand.
"This is..." Ye Haoxuan's eyes let out a strange light.
"The Yuanling of Miaohui." Master Qingyi replied.
"Does she still have hope of rebirth?" Ye Haoxuan asked.
"No, people cannot be resurrected after death. This is a law that remains unchanged for thousands of years." Master Qingyi said.
"What does the real person mean?"
"Maybe you can help her." Master Qingyi stretched out his right palm and said: "You are destined to be extraordinary. Maybe one day, you can break through the restrictions of this world, transcend life and death, and travel around the three thousand worlds. There are all kinds of things in the three thousand worlds.
With all kinds of secrets, maybe...she will still have a glimmer of hope."
"I don't quite understand." Ye Haoxuan frowned.
"If you don't understand now, maybe you will understand later." Master Qingyi stretched out his hand, "Miaohui is born with extraordinary talent and intelligence. If you give her twenty years, she will grow to an incredible level. It's a pity that God is jealous of Yingcai.
If she can be reborn, it will be a good help to you."
"If one day comes, I hope you can treat her kindly, so that she can kill without losing her true heart and her true ways."
"Thank you, Master Xie, I will try my best." Ye Haoxuan said as he carefully took Bai Ying from Master Qing Yi's hand, cast a spell with his left hand, put her Yuanling in the spell, and then folded it
Collected.
"That's good, now... you go do what you want to do." Master Qingyi said.
"What do you want to do?" Ye Haoxuan was a little surprised.
"Since some people commit murder in vain, then you should kill to stop killing." Master Qing Yi's words were filled with murderous intent.
She lost her beloved disciple, even though she knew it was fate, even though her heart had long been as calm as still water, but she was still a mortal after all. As long as she was a mortal, she couldn't get rid of her anger. Her anger, if it weren't for three things,
Xian Guan doesn't care about the reasons for worldly affairs. She has already joined the world to avenge her apprentice.
"Yes." Ye Haoxuan cupped his hands and turned to leave.
With his thoughts of killing all his life, the Shuma in the Jiejian Pond suddenly became restless. Groups of black energy rolled in the water, and the calm water vapor in the Jiejian Pond rose.
Dozens of swords in the Jiejian Pond gathered together desperately. Ever since Shura arrived, those swords that were originally quite spiritual gathered together like aggrieved little wives, not daring to get any closer to Shura.
Master Qingyi stood in front of Jiejian Pond, silent for a long time.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from behind, but it was Miao Shan who had returned from the mourning hall.
"Master..." Miaoshan knelt down in front of Qingyi Zhenren.
"Get up." Master Qingyi said.
Miaoshan lowered her head and said nothing. She did not get up.
"Do you want to join the world now?" Master Qingyi said.
"Yes..." Miao Shan nodded.
"Why?" Master Qingyi asked.
"I want revenge." Miao Shan said.
"You have thoughts of killing, this is a big taboo." Master Qing Yi said.
"I know this is a Taoist taboo, but the junior sister suffered an unreasonable disaster, and those people went to kill in vain, even a ten-year-old little girl, they deserve to die." Miaoshan couldn't help crying.
