Da Bong fights more people

"Tianzun made a mistake, there are 390 seven, four of them died in the war, the disciple felt very painful"

After finishing speaking, he felt that the temperature in the hall had dropped sharply, and it was actually a bit cold, so he hurriedly added:

"The disciple's heart is very painful, and he feels that he is not far away from the Supreme Being's forgetfulness."

Tianzun did not respond.

Li Lingsu took a deep breath and began to talk about his ideas, saying:

"My disciples feel that if you want to forget about love, you must first understand what is love and what is love?

"In order to live up to the high expectations of the master, the disciple decided to risk himself and devote himself to love. But the disciple was stupid, and at first he only felt the beauty of love, and didn't understand why he should forget love.

"But the master's secret method can never be wrong, so the disciples formed a lot of love, looking for confidante again and again, trying to find out love."

The first person on the left of the throne, with gray hair and an old man, asked with a blank expression:

"Then do you have the comprehension of being too forgetful?"

Li Lingsu shook his head:

"Disciple, still, it's still a bit short, but Tianzun and the elders please believe that this disciple is not obsessed with women, but the disciple is to understand the supreme forgetfulness."

The white old Taoist nodded slightly, turned to Tianzun and said:

"The Holy Son is obsessed with women, Tianzun may wish to consider castration."

Li Lingsu's face turned pale, and he stammered:

"No, didn't you say "break the world of mortals, cut all hearts"?"

Tianzun's grand voice echoed in the hall:

"What do you think?"

The elders pondered each other, shook their heads together, and responded:

"We believe that the holy son Li Lingsu can't forget his feelings, so he should cut off his memory and rebuild his mind."

Tianzun said slowly:

"Can!"

Li Lingsu's lips moved, wanting to refute and protest, but in the end he chose to remain silent. He was powerless to change Shimen's decision.

Li Miaozhen glanced at him and suddenly felt a little sad.

Tianzun's voice echoed again:

"Saint Li Miaozhen, after she came down from the mountain, she robbed the rich and helped the poor and acted chivalrously. One year later, she went to Yunzhou to form a private army to suppress bandits, and then went to Beijing to fulfill the struggle between heaven and man for Tianzong."

Tianzun spoke eloquently, summarizing Li Miaozhen's deeds in the Jianghu.

"Li Miaozhen, you are jealous, you can't rub the sand in your eyes, although you do good things, you are bound by emotions. It is emotions that control you, not you. What do you have to say?"

All the elders looked at Li Miaozhen together.

Compared with Li Lingsu, the situation of the saint is the most serious. Tianzong pays attention to being too forgetful, and its core is to transcend emotions and surpass emotions.

Li Miaozhen is just the opposite, she is too passionate, it is emotion that controls her.

On the Yongzhou battlefield, he would rather live and die with his comrades who died in battle than live alone. This is the best example.

"The disciple has nothing to say!"

Li Miaozhen said in a low voice.

"Are you willing to accept the punishment of cutting off your memory?" Tianzun's voice echoed in the hall and also echoed in Li Miaozhen's ears.

Li Miaozhen lowered her head, remained silent, remained silent.

Bingyi Yuanjun looked at her sideways, and said lightly:

"Tianzun is asking you something!"

Kun Dao at the first right position said lightly:

"The holy son can still let go of his many confidante, why can't you let go of the mob you met when you traveled down the mountain for three years?"

Li Lingsu's face was full of bitterness.

The gray-haired old Taoist spoke coldly:

"You and the Holy Son have extraordinary talents. If you understand the supreme forgetfulness, you can live freely in the world, live forever, and continue the inheritance of the Tianzong. Ordinary people in the world have a short lifespan of a hundred years, so they should not be your fetters and obstacles.

"Their lives are meaningless. If you cut off your memory, you are still the saint of Tianzong."

Meaningless?

At this moment, all the things she experienced and the people she met since she traveled down the mountain flashed through her mind.

There are rich and unkind country gentry; there are officials who have a vegetarian meal; there are people who have suffered and bullied; There are young heroes who have liked her for a long time but dare not express their feelings; there are comrades who died in the battle of Yongzhou;

And him

In Yunzhou, he was the one who promised a thousand gold; he who vowed not to return in the Buddhist fight; he who angered the king in the vegetable market and beheaded him from being an official; He rushed into the palace angrily and yelled that everyone was angry with him who was invisible to the world.

She can't forget those comrades who died in Yongzhou, this is a betrayal of them.

She can't forget the people who have helped, because this is the most precious memory in her life, and it is the meaning of her three years of traveling in the rivers and lakes.

She couldn't forget that person, the person she had always admired and admired in her heart, despite being dismissive on her lips.

Everyone knows that Feiyan heroine is anxious for justice, punishes evil and promotes good.

Everyone knows that Xu Yinluo is dedicated to the country and the people.

She is not lonely.

Li Miaozhen raised her head and said:

"Disciple, I don't want to!"

Tianzun was silent, but the temperature in the hall dropped sharply, making people feel cold all over.

Li Miaozhen was not afraid, looked directly at the figure of Tianzun sitting cross-legged, and said word by word:

"My disciple acted openly and aboveboard. In the past three years, I have been ashamed of my sect, but not ashamed of the world, and not ashamed of the people of the Central Plains. I have been helping the world, punishing evil and promoting good. This is my long-cherished wish.