Intercept the little junior sister [Honghuang Fengshen]

For the Tathagata and the Emperor of Heaven, this orchid pot ceremony is a good situation for Liwei to form an alliance.For the leader of Tongtian, it is a good opportunity to use the scene to confirm his status and confess his love.For the other imprisoned saints, it was an unbearable torture.

The reason why I say this is because of the real-time broadcast of Tiandao Hongjun.

It's just because Laozi Yuanshi from another world came here, and compared the situation in their world, he scolded Yuqing and Taiqing in this world.Only the world is too pure and jade so angry that the three corpses jump violently.

Lao Tzu Taiqing seems to be somewhat persuaded by the other world, so he has some regrets because of his own inaction and partiality, which caused the brothers to fall out of harmony.

But Yuqing Yuanshi, while annoyed, still refused to believe it, reluctant to admit that he had done something wrong.

Seeing this, Hongjun decided to add a little "entertainment" to their endless captivity.

That is, when it comes to the situation related to the disciples of their sect, select a section and broadcast it in real time.

For ten years, the two sages of the West have appreciated how Duobao Tathagata has conspired to take over the whole of Buddhism.The idea of ​​"all beings are equal" is widely disseminated under the guise of Buddhism, and its essence is closer to the idea of ​​"teaching without distinction".

Until the entire Lingshan was easily controlled by the Tathagata, even the former disciple, the pharmacist Maitreya Sunlight Moonlight, was also convinced by the Tathagata's means.There is no trace of their two Western saints.

Aggrieved, they can only comfort themselves, at least the prosperity of Buddhism is no problem.It can be regarded as the realization of their ideals.

If there is still a sliver of comfort from the two sages of the West, then Yuanshi Tianzun is really only aggrieved and angry, without any sunshine.

From the other world's Chanyu killing half of the teaching golden immortals in the Lingxiao Temple and sending them to the list of gods, to the time when the Holy Mother of Jinling became the emperor of heaven, she took revenge on the teaching golden immortals for everything she suffered in the past.Then Guangchengzi and others succumbed, and tricked the remaining twelve golden immortals into the Heavenly Court, where they were controlled by the Heavenly Emperor.Then the Four Immortals of Cihang abandoned their status as disciples of interpretation and teaching, and went to the West.The few remaining in the Heavenly Court are still fighting with each other.

By this time, apart from resentment and anger, Yuanshi Tianzun had already regretted it.

He knew that his disciples did not live up to expectations, but as a master teacher, with only a dozen or so disciples, he was reluctant to send any of them to the list of gods.This is why there are various behaviors of calculating and cutting off the teaching at the time of conferring the gods, and asking the students of the cutting-off teaching to fill in the list.

But he never expected that the disciple he had painstakingly maintained could be so disappointing.In just a few years, the same sect killed each other and betrayed the master sect.

I haven't seen any disciples of Jiejiao, and I haven't abandoned my teacher for 200 years!

Thinking of him turning against his own brother for such a group of things, Yuanshi Tianzun felt guilty for a while.

Especially according to Yuan Shi from another world, it is clear that such a tragedy can be avoided and the three religions can get along with each other in a friendly way.As long as—he stopped at the beginning.

If you stop at the beginning and choose to talk to Tongtian, with Tongtian's generous and heroic temperament, it may not be impossible to fill in the [-] places.

If you stop in the middle and don't personally slaughter Tongtian's direct disciples, force him to be angry with the immortal formation, and invite the second sage of the West to break the formation together with the eldest brother.Their brothers will not turn against each other.

If in those 200 years, you don't try to erase the traces of Jiejiao and suppress the sect of Jiejiao because of guilty conscience.Today's interception will not be so fierce.

Even a little more optimistic, if he hadn't instilled in his disciples the idea that Jiejiao immortals are not worthy of being immortals.Promote the harmonious coexistence of the three religions like Yuanshi in the other world.Now—where is everything that came after?

Sitting in the empty quiet room, watching the scene of the Lanpen Puja.

Inexplicably, the miserable scene of the Twelve Golden Immortals, or the scene of the Golden Spirit Duobao Jiejiaoxian's scenery no longer caught Yuanshi's eyes.

His attention was all on Tong Tian with his wife and children.

Watching his younger brother announce Taoist couples and children, watching him pretend to be fine and rehabilitate the lamp while he is seriously injured.

If their brothers had never turned against each other, how could they have lost the Holy Pill?Would those two clever and cute children call him Uncle?How could he be banned here now?

In the gray quiet room, there is no light or darkness, only silence and remorse.

Knowing that the broadcast was over, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't get rid of that emotion for a long time.

"Teacher... the disciple knows it's wrong..."

A purple phantom appeared in the quiet room, the young man with white hair and purple clothes had an expressionless expression.

"I regret it now, it's too late."

"No, it's not too late. I beg the teacher to give the disciple a chance..."

There was a long silence.

"Forget it, if you want to try, just try."

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Besides, on the Lingshan Mountain, the sage of Shangqing saw Kong Xuan having a happy conversation with his young disciple, he hugged Chanyu in a fit of anger, broke through the void, and returned to Biyou Palace.

Thinking it was the power of space, Chanyu just stopped in the hall when she heard the saint who was holding her cough a few times.Her chest vibrated, and she suppressed her trembling breath and hit the top of her hair, but she still hugged her tightly.

Chanyu should have struggled to break free, but when she heard that slight cough, she couldn't bear it anymore.

The raised hand rested on the saint's back, gently running down the spine.

At the same time as she raised her hand, the saint's arms around her tightened again.As if afraid that she would escape.When he realized that she was not trying to struggle, but giving him comfort, he laughed.The grip on her loosened a little.

After a while, feeling that the sage had calmed down, Chanyu withdrew her hand and pushed him lightly.

He whispered, "Master... it's time to let go."

It seemed to be saying that he should let go of her now, and it was more like reminding him of another profound meaning.

It was fine that she didn't speak, but when she said this, the leader hugged her even tighter.

The clear supernatant breath was full, and the steady and powerful heartbeat was close to her ears, causing her heartbeat to be out of rhythm.

Fang heard the man's low voice above his head, and said in a deep voice, "Do you really not know the teacher's intentions?"

For a moment, Chanyu trembled all over.I wish I could cover my ears as if I had never heard it.

Struggling hard in the arms of the saint, but still unable to break free.She had no choice but to maintain a refusal posture, with a trembling voice and a weeping sound, "A disciple has only respect for Master. Please stop joking, Master."

"Only respect? Heh..."

The leader let go of her a little, and stared at her drooping eyebrows.Suddenly he reached out and pinched her chin.The voice was low and hoarse, with the deterrence of not sending and rejecting,

"You keep your head down like this, you don't dare to regard it as a teacher. How can I believe what you say."

His knuckles didn't exert any strength, but Chanyu felt that her head was extremely heavy.Both fists were clenched tightly, but no matter how hard I tried, it seemed that I couldn't lift it up.

I can only say, "Master, I think too much..."

"Are you thinking about—"

The sage caressed her face, rubbed it, and said slowly, "If you dare to regard her as a teacher, I don't believe it, you have no affection for me."

Heartless?how can that be possible?

She was momentarily flustered.

I can only desperately hint myself to recall the unbearable past and dig out the deepest scar in my heart.

"Tu Xingsun", "married woman", "sage"... She bit her lip hard.Let the scars be forcibly opened, and the severe pain brought her precious sobriety.

Chanyu took a deep breath and raised her head.The sage's clear face immediately came into view.

He was so good-looking.Sword eyebrows and star eyes, bright as tomorrow.Even though his face was pale, it only added weakness, which made people feel pitiful.

He is also good to her.Take her as an apprentice and give her a place to stay.For ten years, I have been with you every day, preaching scriptures and answering questions.He also gave her a magic weapon and fairy clothes, and took her to revisit the old place of Sanshan Pass.

He is a saint, worshiped by all living beings, born extraordinary.

And she, Liuhe Xingjun, was just a mortal girl before she became a god.Being beautiful is her only advantage, but it is also the source of tragedy if she does not have enough strength to protect herself.

Don't say that she is a general girl, proficient in martial arts, it was wrong at that time.

When Nezha saw her for the first time, he scolded her as "a woman with five limbs. She doesn't obey her family education, shows her face in public, and doesn't know how to be ashamed."

That was the attitude of the world towards women like her.

Doesn't she know?of course I know.Even though she is well aware of the secular attitude, she still practiced martial arts hard since she was a child, and showed her face in public.I just want to give myself more autonomy, I am willing to compete with men on the battlefield, and I don't want to be that charming girl who can't help herself in the boudoir.

She was successful and proud.

Sending five lights out of his palm, even Xianfan frowned.

Men are not as good as her.

But Tu Xingsun appeared.Those five are short in stature, ugly in talent and appearance, wretched and lecherous.Just because he is a disciple of the Xian family, he dared to rape her.And say to her generously, "I don't think I have humiliated you".

Those who are afraid of keeping their grandchildren counted, saying that they are a destined marriage, and they are both talented and beautiful.Jiang Ziya said that a good thing will come first, so she cut off her dream.He was bound into the bridal chamber by the fairy lock.

From then on, the wings were broken, and the pride was stepped into the mud.Her unyielding and hard work cannot escape the world after all.

Chasing after Tu Xingsun to die, it seems to others that they are deeply in love with each other.Only she knew that she didn't want to live long ago.

Later, when she went to heaven and reshaped the 200 years after the fairy, she insisted on her innocence.He refused to let Tu Xingsun touch him again.

But the unbearable past cannot be thrown away.

The better the sage, the more timid she is.I always feel as bright and proud as Chanyu from another world, like the sun without haze, and only then can I be worthy of a saint.It was enough for that Chanyu to live the life of her dream.

And she...wasn't good enough.

"Saint, think too much."

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had completely cooled down.

The woman in the red dress turned pale, and her expression was even cooler than the winter rain.She looked at the saint with expectant eyes without fear, and spoke every word very clearly.

"Disciples have only respect for their mentors. They have never had feelings beyond the ethics of masters and apprentices. Please be a saint and respect yourself."

After saying a word, Chanyu watched the light in the eyes of the saint in Tsing Yi change from bright to dark.

"You..." The hoarse voice only uttered one word, and the rest seemed to have no strength to continue.

After a while, the leader asked her hoarsely, "Really, never?"

Listening to that sentence, it felt like there were thin needles, densely stuck in my heart, and the pain was numb.

"...never."

Chanyu took a few steps back, kneeled on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

"The disciple wants to leave Biyou Palace, please ask the teacher for approval."

The air was silent for a long time before I heard the low voice of the leader, saying yes,

"If you are not allowed by the teacher, why don't you leave?"

"Disciple..." she murmured.He just knelt on the ground like that, not daring to raise his head, nor could he speak the following words.

Until footsteps approached and stopped in front of her.

"If you want to go, go."

After the rustling sound, a cool palm gently stroked the top of her hair.It was quickly taken back.

"Biyougong, you can come back anytime. If you don't want to see me as a teacher, you don't have to see me... If you are bullied, you can find Duobao or Jinling... Forget about today's affairs."

After the words were finished, the footsteps gradually faded away, and there was the sound of the palace door closing.It seemed to remind her deliberately that the person she didn't want to see had already left.

But Chanyu still lay down on the ground for a long time.It took a long time before he looked up at the empty hall and wiped away the tears on his face.Leaving Biyou Palace as fast as possible.

In another hall——

A cloud mirror appeared in front of the sage in Tsing Yi, and on the mirror was a woman in red flying away from Jin'ao Island on a cloud.

He raised his hand, and with his fingertips through the cloud mirror, lightly touched the eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

Seeing her weeping silently on the clouds, watching her aimlessly, like rootless duckweed, flying around the clouds.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the sage wiped away the blood from his lips expressionlessly, keeping his eyes on the image of the cloud mirror.

"Never? I don't believe it."

The author has something to say: Here Nezha and others' restrictions on women's ridicule are written according to the original work of Fengshen, and the attitude is biased toward the Ming Dynasty. The Yin and Shang Dynasties did not care so much about this.Hereby explain.