Chapter 173: Heart is like ashes, the fight of ants
The third day of the festival.
Taiwu Xixi, who was sitting cross-legged on the reincarnation stage, opened his eyes and stood up.
The Taoist priests lit a large amount of sandalwood, the smoke was thick, and the light was dim, making it almost impossible to see anything in Zhanxing Cave.
As soon as Taiwu Xixi moved, the Taoist priests who were meditating and chanting sutras around him immediately reacted.
"Taiwu, please sit down quickly, it's not time to eat yet!"
It is generally necessary to fast for seven days before the ceremony. Both the host and the participants can adjust their physical and mental state during this period and try to eliminate impurities from the body. After the ceremony begins, they can only drink three cups of water and eat two cups of fruits every day.
Two, if you don’t have some martial arts, you really can’t stand it.
This time in a hurry, everyone took some pills to achieve the effect.
At this time, Taiwuxi's temperament had completely changed. When she heard the Taoist priests' words, she gave a faint sigh and walked out of the cave.
Ma Zhen, the leader of Qinglang, noticed something strange and hurriedly counted with his fingers. Taiwu's fate disappeared!
"No! There's something wrong with Taiwu. She was possessed by her past life!"
All the immortal masters and protectors exclaimed that it was impossible.
Taoist priests have used the reincarnation platform to offer sacrifices for thousands of years. There has never been such a thing. How could the existence of the past life cross over to this life? They say that the past cannot be traced back. The souls of those who have died should be completely reorganized. After all, the only thing that is really in reincarnation is
It is just human obsession, and this obsession often does not last forever. If nature is fully understood in reincarnation, ego will disappear from the universe.
There are only two reasons for Taiwu Xixi's situation.
One is that the obsession with the past life was too strong and carried too many memories, which washed away and erased the will of this life.
The second one is the magic of tantric initiation, in which the practitioner's will is transmitted to the mind of another innocent person through the air, and the soul is restored through the body.
The Snowy Vajra Sect has disappeared for hundreds of years, and no one thinks that any remnant can escape the divine clutch of Buddha.
Well, that's the first reason.
Wang Pingan stopped at the entrance of the cave and asked in panic.
"Little friend Taiwu, wake up quickly. Don't get caught up in the disputes in the past life. Those are all in the past and cannot be changed!" Lord Qinglang is a good old man with a fierce appearance but a soft heart. As soon as he opened his mouth to persuade, he suddenly took the risk for some reason.
There was a sense of resentment like that of a middle-aged woman.
Taiwu Xixi didn't even want to look at them, "Juniors, please get out of the way!"
The cow-nosed Taoist priests looked at each other in disbelief, but did not want to wait any longer. They walked towards the crowd with their steps, as casual and careless as walking through some bushes.
The master's uncle scolded him and shouted: "The descendants of Taiwu are valued by the Buddha. This senior can't do anything to cause our sect to suffer such humiliation, but he is going to offend me!"
The Taoists took out the talisman and were about to cast a spell, but as soon as Fu Xixi's figure turned around, it turned into mist and flew away.
"No! Take action quickly!"
With a command, dozens of Mu Gong Mantras were fired at the large cloud. For a moment, it was ablaze with green light, and the vital energy of the wood movement between the heaven and the earth began to stir like boiling soup.
Under such an offensive, the stranger from the Sword Tomb came and should have been tied up tightly. However, the cloud was extremely agile and turned into a ribbon, fluttering and twisting, avoiding all the power of the spell.
"Who is this person?" The stunned people could only watch helplessly as the clouds condensed into Fu Xixi's figure, and then she took lotus steps in the void and disappeared at the end of the sky.
Wang Ping'an felt like he was falling into a dream, then shook his head and sighed in despair: "She is strong enough, everything is fine with her, she has forgotten me... forget it."
The old Taoist came over and slapped him hard, "Go after him!"
"No need."
"If a person is lost, how can he explain it to the Buddha?"
"If she can escape the Buddha, she may be able to escape her fate."
Fu Xixi was too stupid and too kind. She knew that she would be in great danger after all the sword tombs were unsealed, but she never said a word of dejection just because Buddha asked her to.
She will die.
The Taoist priest calculated that her future would be a dead end.
That slim glimmer of hope is in reincarnation.
Buddha is really nice, and the Taoist priest is extremely grateful. Buddha asked him to die without complaining, but my little sister is different.
The little sister is his longing for all the good things and the ultimate answer to life.
Choose her and betray Bodhisattva.
I bear this sin alone.
"I don't need you to be the heroic heroine who saves the world, or even love me. I want you to live well."
Seize that glimmer of life! Xixi!
…
Wang Pingan was tied up by the elders of Ranshan and brought to the Buddha.
A tall, handsome Buddha, with familiar people standing beside him.
It’s Taiwuxixi.
Wang Pingan closed his eyes.
The heart is as gray as death.
Lu Zhengkang looked at him and knew his behavior clearly.
"For your own selfish desires, you should be punished if you abandon the world without caring about it."
Fu Xixi looked at Wang Ping'an who was kneeling on the ground with a smile.
The Taoist elders had stern faces. They were participants in the trial and executioners.
The dazed Bai Zimo came back to his senses and wanted to stop this absurd scene. He rushed over, but was restrained by a wooden man's curse. He fell to the ground, splashing dust and hitting his wide-open eyes, which made him extremely painful.
With blurred tears, Fozi gently patted the Taoist priest's head.
He looked but could not think or even remember.
Mu Gong curse.
Forbidden thoughts.
When he came to his senses, all the Taoist priests from Ranshan left.
When Taiwu Xixi met Taoist Wang, he looked like a casual acquaintance.
The little sister is no longer a little sister, and the Taoist priest is no longer a Taoist priest.
The only fate left in that boat was the swordsman and the old man.
"Ah!!!" Bai Zimo drew his sword angrily.
This world, all things, are his sword energy. There is only anger in his heart, like a raging wind, rolling up thick smoke and rushing towards the Buddha.
"It's interesting." Lu Zhengkang chuckled, and "Wang Ping'an" smiled when he heard this.
The sword energy encountered a huge body-protecting energy and suddenly dissipated, and the swordsman fell into the gravel, dust and mud again.
He raised his head and saw that Buddha had already left with his people, and he was the only one left in the vast land.
Tears flowed from his eyes in silence.
Not willing to give in!
…
Mo Yun smiled and said to Lu Zhengkang: "Buddha still likes to bully juniors, especially those of my Xinjian lineage."
Lu Zhengkang raised his eyebrows, "Do you still want to try?"
"Lord Buddha, please spare my life."
Sun Lizhai waved her sleeves and drove Mo Yun away, "Lu Yuan, hurry up and get rid of the last sword tomb. The little girl is not happy."
"That's fine."
After the final sword tomb was unsealed, Xiangshu's real body was about to be born. Lu Zhengkang just went to Taiwu Village and asked the remaining villagers to hide in the pure land, thus clearing the battlefield.
The Seventh Sword Tomb.
Burning God Refining.
This place is located in a dark abyss with no bottom, but there is a strange fire burning at the bottom. The inside is deep and blue, but the halo on the edge has four colors, black, white, red and green, which are the fires of the four directions.
The strange fire soared nine thousand feet, and when it reached the top it was like boundless light, swaying and blazing, comparable to the beauty of the ghostly clouds.
Lu Zhengkang brought all the little strangers into the Pure Land, and led the reincarnated Mo Yun and Sun Lizhai into the Sword Tomb.
The fire was raging but harmless. Peach blossoms grew all over the cliffs of the dark abyss. The flames flew through the branches, but not even half of the delicate petals fell off.
The fire was burning as they breathed, but when it entered their noses, it was just a faint hot wind.
The flames shone through this place, everything around was enveloped in colorful colors, and several Xiangshu minions were eliminated along the way. When they reached the bottom, the fire was as heavy as water, and it spread on the ground like crystal. A group of white-furred foxes were playing here. Seeing Lu Zhengkangdu
They all ran over and circled around him.
There are two peach trees in front of the ancient tomb, one tall and one short, depending on each other.
Sun Lizhai held the hilt of her sword to unlock the tomb door.
The door of the tomb was open, but no one was seen. First, a loud sound of a piano was heard.
"Zheng!"
The sound wave is mixed with internal energy, and it suddenly sounds like a broken bell. The internal energy contains the true meaning, and it is as decisive as a man committing suicide.
The essence, energy and spirit are there, and the sound of the piano is made by the wonderful method.
Sun Lizhai's face turned pale and her heart pulse was damaged.
As the head of the Fourteenth Supreme Being, even if she only had one level of success, she would not be hurt by the so-called masters in the world.
The Divine Sword Burning God Refined has a magical power that is unparalleled throughout the country, allowing the swordsman to increase the power a hundred times with every move he makes.
A woman holding a harp walked out slowly, her luxurious and beautiful robes burning with unquenchable fire, her torn and rotten veil hanging down, her face facing the light, but making all the light dim.
Just because she is so beautiful, comparable to the stars.
