Chapter 254: All dharmas, good and evil, are all impermanent
"Of course, from the very beginning, I sensed your breath on Shen Tong."
Zhou Yidao: "Ghosts are weak, and if they want to survive forever, they either rely on charm to gain yang energy, or they rely on killing people and devouring them, but you used another method to keep everyone in the dark."
While talking, Zhou Yi glanced at Shen's slightly bulging belly.
Before Mrs. Shen could speak, Shen Tong stood up suddenly and stood in front of his wife, his face flushed red.
"Master Yichen, what do you mean! My wife is not a female ghost! No!"
Zhou Yi sighed softly: "The little monk naturally knows. Brother Shen, please sit down first and calm down for a while..."
But Shen Tong's eyes turned red with anger, and he pointed at Zhou Yi and said: "You monk turns out to be just like those fake Taoist priests, here to show off your gods! Fortunately, I still confide in you and let you stay! There is no way in my family There are no female ghosts! Go away! You are not welcome here!"
While talking, Shen Tong raised his hand to push Zhou Yi.
But it passed through him and fell into the air. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"I haven't realized yet that you actually have a bad temper."
Zhou Yi supported Shen Tong from the air and said softly, "The young monk never said that Madam is a female ghost. If the young monk guessed correctly, before Madam was pregnant, a 'fairy' came to her dream to congratulate her."
Shen Tong flew backwards and landed firmly back to his original position. He opened his mouth slightly and looked at Zhou Yi with fear in his eyes.
"You, how do you know...the fairy said that my wife was originally sterile, but she only gave me a daughter because of her fate with the Mist Palace."
Zhou Yidao: "That's why you are so worried about the legend of the Mist Palace being shattered and the fairies turning into female ghosts, and you don't want to accept it, right?"
"I……"
"The holy monk didn't know that Mr. Shen was indeed destined to have no descendants."
But it was "Mr. Shen" who interrupted Shen Tong, stood up and bowed slightly to Zhou Yi: "This woman is pregnant and is inconvenient to salute. I hope the holy monk will forgive me."
Shen Tong's face changed greatly, and he looked at his wife in shock, who seemed to be a completely different person: "Madam, what nonsense are you talking about? Why is there no future in destiny? Why do you call Yichen a holy monk?"
"Mr. Shen" turned to Shen Tong and said: "Don't worry, scholar, your wife is still here, but she is just sleeping temporarily. I am Xiaoqian that the holy monk has been looking for. Because I was hunted by evil people, I used your wife's human fetus to hide." , covering up the ghostly aura, and with the help of the holy monk, I was able to hide it from the group of magic cultivators and the big demon."
"This... what nonsense are you talking about, madam? You must not scare your husband!"
Shen Tong's body was trembling, his face was pale, and his eyes were wavering. He wanted to step forward and hug his wife, but he suddenly retracted his hand halfway, his expression changing.
Although he couldn't quite understand the words of Master Yichen and his wife, he also understood that something had happened to his wife.
"That's all, Brother Shen, take a nap for now. When you wake up tomorrow morning, everything will be back to normal."
Before Zhou Yi finished speaking, Shen Tong was already shaking his head like a rattle.
"No, no matter what happens, I want to know the truth! This is my wife and child!"
Zhou Yi looked at Shen Tong with a hint of appreciation in his eyes and nodded slightly.
"That's good. But you still have to sleep."
Shen Tong was about to continue, when his eyelids suddenly became heavy, his body swayed and he fell down on the table, and suddenly fell asleep.
Zhou Yi turned to Mrs. Shen, looked up and down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Are you Xiaoqian? Or... Grandma Kongshan?"
A majestic momentum rose from under the moonlight and enveloped Shen in an instant.
Shen's body shook violently, and the next moment, a transparent shadow squeezed out of the woman's body.
It was a girl in a red dress. She turned around and wanted to get back into Shen's body, but was stopped by a group of young golden monks chanting Buddhist scriptures.
She sighed softly, turned around and bowed to Zhou Yi: "Holy Monk, I am really Xiaoqian, not Grandma Kongshan. With the Holy Monk's vast magical power, I can naturally tell the difference clearly."
Zhou Yi said calmly: "Grandma Kongshan likes to wear white clothes, while Xiaoqian likes to wear a red dress. The young monk doesn't have to have great powers to distinguish. The young monk just wants to know what happened, why did the Fog Palace fall? Why did you
Will he be reduced to such a situation? Where is Grandma Kongshan?"
Xiaoqian was silent for a moment and then said: "Speaking of which, the fall of the Fog Palace was indirectly caused by the holy monk.
There are many people in the world who know about the existence of the Mist Palace, including some human martial arts cultivators. However, due to the existence of the hidden formation set up by the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King, it has obscured the heavenly secrets, so it is almost impossible to find it.
But with the defeat of the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King with his broken wings, he is still unable to save himself, so how can he still have the energy to maintain the Mist Palace Hidden Formation? The secret of heaven is exposed, and this attracts the covetousness of human magic cultivators."
"So it's still Xiao Monk's fault?"
Zhou Yi chuckled and changed his tone: "Have you always been at odds with Grandma Kongshan? Why did you come back to rescue Wu Gong?"
Xiaoqian smiled bitterly: "The holy monk misunderstood. Xiaoqian transformed into a soul clone. She did not come back to rescue the Mist Palace, but wanted to save the trapped good ghosts. Although most of the female ghosts in the Mist Palace were Feng Kong
Grandma Shan is the leader. But over the years, Xiaoqian has also cultivated some kind-hearted female ghosts, which are different from those of Grandma Kongshan. Evil ghosts deserve to die, but those good ghosts should not be wiped out like this. Holy Monk
, what do you think?"
Zhou Yi stared deeply at Xiaoqian and said for a long time: "You are indeed very powerful."
A hint of sadness appeared on the soft and elegant face of the girl in the red dress: "After saying so much, does the holy monk still not believe Xiaoqian? Do you think Xiaoqian was transformed by Grandma Kongshan, or was influenced by Grandma Kongshan?
Manipulation? Everything was compiled to lie to you?"
Zhou Yi nodded: "Yes, before, the young monk once thought that everything was done by Grandma Kongshan playing two roles, and you, Xiaoqian, were all performed by her."
Xiaoqian pursed her lips lightly: "What about now?"
Zhou Yi smiled: "Until tonight, the young monk knew the truth. Contrary to what the young monk thought before...it was not Grandma Kongshan who played the two roles, but you! Otherwise, she would not be so weak and be beaten by a
The real person has taken over the old nest."
Under the moonlight, the delicate body of the girl in the red dress trembled imperceptibly, but her expression remained calm: "Why does the holy monk think so? You really overestimate Xiaoqian."
"There is no overestimation. On the contrary, the monk has always underestimated you."
Zhou Yi clasped his palms together and walked towards Xiaoqian. As he walked, he said: "Grandma Kongshan, actually she died a long time ago.
A few months ago, in Wenhe County, she was already dead when the young monk chopped the natal soul bell she lent to Ma Lao with a sword.
Now that I think about it, at that time, Grandma Kongshan's vitality was severely damaged due to the damage to her natal soul bell. You, Xiaoqian, took the opportunity to kill her.
Therefore, that night you could occupy the soul clone that was originally left by Grandma Kongshan, appear in Wenhe County, and say to the young monk, 'You and I are not enemies.'"
The girl in the red dress was startled and stepped back subconsciously:
"Holy monk, have you forgotten? Xiaoqian has good thoughts, and grandma has evil thoughts. We are one body. If grandma dies, Xiaoqian will definitely die too. How can I still appear in front of you?"
Zhou Yi still walked forward without stopping, pressing forward step by step: "No, you won't die.
Although good is good and evil is evil, who stipulates that good cannot become evil?
Good people, once they turn dark, will be more terrifying than evil people.
Xiaoqian, haven't you discovered yet that you did not kill Grandma Kongshan, but devoured her, and eventually, you will become the next her?"
Boom!
Xiaoqian's head buzzed, like thunder.
As she spoke, she was forced to leave the main hall, and the moonlight penetrated the patio and fell all over her body.
The original red dress turned black inch by inch as if it was stained with ink under the moonlight.
But I heard the monk opposite still saying:
"In order to prevent being discovered by the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King, you started to play two roles.
But you know, this is not the way to go. The Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King will find out sooner or later.
Only by getting rid of the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King can you be safe, and you can even change the Mist Palace and turn those female ghosts from evil ghosts into good ghosts, just like you.
After much thought, you can only use the borrowed knife to kill, borrowing the hands of the young monk to get rid of the golden-winged roc demon king.
"Jiangzuo Immortal Fate" was a killing trap set up by the Golden-winged Dapeng, but you took advantage of it and instigated the Golden-winged Dapeng to let Fang Ziqi's soul possess a raccoon slave.
Golden-winged Dapeng doesn't know, but you know that Fang Ziqi will definitely return to Guangyuan County to look for the young monk and ask me for help.
And I will definitely go to Jiangzuo to rescue Fang Ziqi. By then, I will naturally encounter the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King and have a conflict with him..."
Zhou Yi said every word.
Xiaoqian's face turned gloomy.
The bright red dress that the bride wore when she got married was completely dyed black under the bright moonlight, turning into a black robe that could not be washed white.
"Monk, you know so much."
Xiaoqian raised her head, her cold and beautiful eyes seemed to be outlined with black eye shadow, and suddenly let out a long roar.
The weak Taiyin evil energy surged out, and naturally he did not fight desperately, but turned around and tried to escape.
Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name, his palms seemed to be holding thousands of feet of golden light, and he shot forward.
In the brilliance, a looming golden character enveloped Xiaoqian.
"All things in the world arise and die in an instant, and all dharmas, good and evil, are all impermanent... Save!"