Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

A happy event has turned into a funeral. Even though there is no body, the funeral will still be held.

And this event that was supposed to be a grand event in Guangxia Prefecture in recent years turned into a cloud of smoke in the blink of an eye, which is really a strange story.

Therefore, there are not a few people who come to mourn.

Both Xie Chenshan and Zhao Kesong were dressed in dusty robes, so they didn't look obtrusive among the crowd.

"Master, what is Wuwangpo? Are there really gods in this world?"

Zhao Kesong's eyes were slightly red, and he asked softly.

Xie Chenshan had already worshiped the coffin.

They came out of the door, and the voice sounded faintly: "Whether there are gods in the world, you can only ask whether there is a fairy world above the gate of heaven. There is no falsehood, He was born by relying on people's beliefs and worship. It is impossible to determine what it is. There are indeed many such existences, but... dealing with such existences requires caution and caution, and Wuwangpo is already relatively keeping her promise."

At this time, the sun was in full bloom, and it should be almost winter, but the sunlight at noon was still strong.

They stood silently for a while in front of the house.

Zhao Kesong suddenly said without thinking: "Master, did you really have no purpose in going down the mountain?"

He looked under the tree where there should be only himself and Xie Chenshan at this moment, but his eyes unconsciously looked at the shadow of Xie Chenshan.The shadow quietly and obediently followed the person's feet, as if it wasn't the one that had emerged the strange human form before.

Xie Chenshan followed Zhao Kesong and looked down at his feet.

"Muzhi, you are a smart boy."

Wudeng laughed.

With such a smile, Zhao Kesong's mood eased.

He stared at Master Wudeng's face in a daze, his eyes were extremely bright on that ordinary face.The lady said that with such a pair of eyes, naturally there will be no inferior bones, and as she said, the face that the master of the night faded away from the disguise was indeed shining and admirable.

Zhao Kesong has been following Wu Deng's side for some time.

No matter how you think about it, the master doesn't seem like someone who can do things at will.

Xie Chenshan seemed to have seen Zhao Kesong's pensive appearance, and when he stepped out, his cool voice sounded quietly: "Muzhi, things have happened frequently recently, what's your opinion?"

Zhao Kesong began to think seriously about such a question.

The lady's family is in the most prosperous place in Guangxia Prefecture, and it is indeed such a net worth that they have such an unrestrained temperament.Like a gorgeous sunset, after covering a large area of ​​the sky, it fades away, leaving only the coldest night.

They gradually left the bustling house, and when they landed at the end of the silent street, the young man seemed to have an answer.

Zhao Kesong said: "There are many bad lucks, and the rapid growth is not normal. I don't know if the accident of Xinxin faction was accidental or inevitable. The stalker who came after us didn't seem to be eyeing me, but had a kind of The feeling of wanting to hold me to blackmail someone... But Master, in the mirror, could it be that he has obtained some treasure? Otherwise, what's the use of capturing me?"

He paused and said again.

"Could it be that someone is trying to open the gate of heaven, so there are all kinds of visions?"

Zhao Kesong's words seemed a little naive.

After all, there is no logical cause and effect between each other.

But Xie Chenshan didn't laugh at him.

He stepped forward and said with a faint smile: "Muzhi, you are very smart."

This is the second time he has said that.

Zhao Kesong touched the back of his head happily.

But there was one more thing that he was still a little puzzled about.

"Master, why have you been with the Mozun all the time?" After he finished speaking, he quickly explained, "I'm not accusing you of making friends with him, nor are I talking about those shouts of beating and killing, but I'm just a little puzzled." ...The Demon Lord seems to be somewhat..."

He frowned, not knowing how to describe the feeling.

It is inexplicably frightening to follow Master Wudeng like this.

"I have a relationship with the Demon Lord."

Xie Chenshan said with a smile: "Perhaps because of this, Mozun treats me kindly."

Zhao Kesong couldn't help being speechless, is that still called "some"?

That could be a lot.

Zhao Kesong muttered in a low voice: "I just feel a little strange. It's not a bad thing that you have a good relationship with Mozun. It's just that I feel a little worried for some reason."

For the third time, Xie Chenshan sighed in his heart, this child Muzhi is really smart.

It is extremely rare to be much sharper than many old and shameless people who don't know how many years they have lived.

This conversation is nothing more, they have already returned to the Xiuxian residence in Guangxia Prefecture.

A few days ago, they made such a fuss at the Ye Xi in Guangxia Prefecture, but many people recognized Wudeng's identity.Some of those who have met Wudeng face to face are naturally curious about who is the monster with soaring demonic energy beside him?

Those who claim to be close, also came to ask questions when Wudeng was out, but they were all beaten by Wudeng to go around.

Zhao Kesong was cautious in his words and deeds, he would never take the initiative to step out of the small courtyard except to go out with Wudeng.

So no one took the opportunity to ask him.

Someone was lucky enough to meet that monster.

It was an afternoon when Zhao Kesong practiced behind closed doors while he was out on Xiechen Mountain.

Wan Jian faction Wang Xingzhi walked through the veranda with his sword in hand, and when he was about to leave the residence, the spirit beast hidden in his sleeve began to shrink back, trembling uncontrollably.

The skills practiced by the Wanjian Sect make the sword cultivators under the sect need to raise a close spirit beast to dissolve the too sharp sword intent, otherwise they will easily injure themselves.

The spirit beast usually has an extremely lively temperament, Wang Xingzhi saw it was cute and clever, so he seldom restrained it.Now feeling that that immature body began to tremble, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

While releasing his spiritual power to comfort him a little, he couldn't help but be vigilant about his surroundings. Could it be that there are hidden dangers hidden in this immortal residence?

Just looking up, Wang Xingzhi saw a dark shadow outside the small courtyard at the end.It is a bit strange to say that it is a shadow, the figure seems too narrow and long, like a piece of paper that has been flattened by Qianqian.

Wang Xingzhi took a look again, but saw that the man had already looked over from afar.

The blood-red pupils were deep and deep, as if wrapped in a piercing killing intent, but looking at each other from such a distance, Wang Xingzhi seemed to feel that his eyeballs were tingling and itchy, and he couldn't suppress the boiling sword intent in his body.

That's the stress response that happens every time you encounter a dangerous situation.

Wang Xingzhi pressed down on the saber that was about to move, and raised his voice, "May I ask who is your Excellency?"

His words were not echoed.

The man was still looking at him indifferently, looking at his appearance, as if looking at a dead thing.

So, is it really a human?

Wang Xingzhi was not angry because of this, on the contrary, the vigilance in his heart was raised to the highest level.He subconsciously glanced at the door that the man leaned against, as if he wanted to see what kind of territory he was approaching, but suddenly remembered something he had missed.

That small courtyard...he remembered that it was the residence where Master Wudeng lived.

Then this person may not be a person.

Wang Xingzhi clenched his saber tightly, but heard a cold and indifferent voice, as if it suddenly sounded in his heart, strange and inexplicable.

"Leave, go."

It was so weird that it felt like a heavy hammer had hit my heart.

Wang Xingzhi was terrified, and suddenly retreated out of Xiuxian's residence.When he retreated outside the door at some point, he was shocked to find that his entire clothes were soaked, and the spirit beast in his sleeves had passed out on all fours, as if he was in suspended animation.

Is it a monster?

But why is there no magic energy?

...

When Meng Xia passed through Guangxia Prefecture, he met Xie Chenshan.

He is now in the late Nascent Soul.

The speed at which this cultivation base is jumping is really terrifying. When Xie Chenshan met him last time, Meng Xia was only in the late stage of Golden Core. In just a year, he has not seen him, and his cultivation base has undergone considerable changes.

Xie Chenshan said with a smile: "Wait until we meet next time, maybe you are already a great power in the tribulation period."

Meng Xia sat down holding the sword, feeling helpless.He is now imposing like a rainbow, his powerful aura is exposed, and he looks like he can't restrain himself.

No light is just a joke.

It is also an adventure for Meng Xia to do this.

It was because he strayed into the ruins of the ancient mighty power, and experienced hardships in it to escape the danger, in exchange for this skyrocketing but uncontrollable cultivation.

Cultivation pays attention to steady and steady action. Outsiders may be envious of Meng Xia's speed like a monkey jumping into the sky, but as the person involved, Meng Xia has a terrible headache.

For Meng Xia, cultivation is as natural as eating and drinking. Unless you reach the bottleneck, you can't worry about the end of your cultivation.

This may be the pride of being a genius, but such a rapid pace of advancement is actually a burden in his eyes.

"We'll meet again next time. If I can't stop at this speed, I'll grab you and beat you up." Meng Xia's handsome face showed a bit of a smirk, "I was never able to enjoy myself before, maybe this can be regarded as just There are benefits."

If his words spread like this, he would be cast aside.

Xie Chenshan couldn't help squinting at him, and said lazily: "If you hadn't sent the talisman with such eagerness in it, I wouldn't have told you your address. Why do you talk so much nonsense when we meet?"

Meng Xia took two sips of spirit tea and said with a smile, "When did you seem so impatient?"

He said meaningfully: "Could it be that you are afraid that you won't be able to go back in time and cause some trouble?"

Xie Chenshan said lightly: "Do you still need to go around in circles between you and me?"

Meng Xia's smile subsided and his voice sank.

"The devil is by your side?"

"good."

Meng Xia's face turned cold a little bit, his black eyes looked at Xie Chenshan, both helpless and angry: "What are you thinking?"

Xie Chenshan raised his eyebrows.

"Can't you guess?"

Meng Xia's majestic aura suddenly appeared, but he suppressed it forcibly in an instant.He paused and said: "I can't figure out why you need to think so hard about this matter, so far!"

Xie Chenshan suddenly mentioned another matter, and said calmly: "Xinxin faction is trying to open the gate of heaven."

Meng Xia suppressed his emotions, and said angrily: "I still need you to say, which of the great schools of cultivating immortals doesn't want to open the gate of heaven? But the way of heaven is ruthless, in these thousand and three hundred and fifty-two years, which one has really succeeded?"

Xie Chenshan said unhurriedly: "In the Xixin Sect, there is a treasure called Guanxin Mirror. And there is a thing hidden in the Guanxin Mirror, which comes from the fairy world. Are you clear about this?"

Meng Xia frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he just said: "Master once mentioned the mind-observing mirror of the Xinxin School. He said that this thing is ghostly and impermanent, and it doesn't look like something from the fairy world. But there are indeed all kinds of magic. If you fully use it, I'm afraid it will be able to use it. Easily reduce a family to be driven servants.

"I'm afraid that the mind-washing faction didn't tell the truth about your experience in the mind-watching mirror before. There are too many coincidences in it, and they didn't even cover up one or two things. This is for sure. Even if you guessed it, you will follow along." Are they mean to do things?

"As for the so-called item from the fairy world, I only know that there is such a thing. But the mirror at the heart washing party is very precious. Usually, those who can get close are ordinary cultivators, and those who are really powerful are stronger than each other." Be on guard, not to mention entering, not even approaching."

Meng Xia's words are inside and out, which is really not good for the sense of Xinxin faction.

This is also the original origin between the Wanjian Sect and the Xinxin Sect, and there was a discord in the past.

Compared with friends, enemies are more aware of each other's situation.

After listening to Xie Chenshan, he pondered for a moment, and there seemed to be a smile in his clear eyes.

He slowly said: "Bai Zhu and I became friends 43 years ago because we strayed into a broken small world and we worked together to break it out. This is a wonderful thing. There are also occasional contacts. I only think that he is unrestrained, doing things as he pleases, and thinking about it, I am just pretending to be affectionate."

Even if Xie Chenshan said such self-deprecating words, he did not rush and spoke slowly.

Meng Xia paused while holding the teacup, then looked up at Xie Chenshan.

"Maybe it's just a heartwashing faction..."

Xie Chen's eyebrows showed a slight coldness, and he said coldly: "Bai Shu is the teacher's apprentice. What is the difference between the calculations of the Xinxin Sect and Bai Shu's calculations?"

It is impossible for Bai Shu not to know.

Meng Xia was silent for a moment, his handsome face showed some confusion.

"In these years, there is more than one heart-washing sect who wants to break through the heavenly gate? It's just why you are involved in this matter, no matter how false your name is, it is just a so-called Buddha bone, which can only fall on you, and the so-called There is another Tianmen..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped suddenly, and looked at Xie Chenshan's belly with a strange expression.

Meng Xia said with a heavy face: "I think what I think is wrong."

Xie Chenshan said unhurriedly: "I think what you think is right."

Meng Xia's tea cup fell heavily on the table, but it didn't shatter because of the shallow enveloping aura.His expression became indifferent, and the cold sword intent could not help but reveal: "Is the Xinxin faction crazy?"

Xie Chenshan sighed, let go of the wrapped spiritual power, and first said gently: "You know that you can't control this majestic strength now, so why don't you control your emotions."

Then he shook his head and said: "If there is an opportunity to reopen the Tianmen in front of you, wouldn't you be tempted?"

The voice of Buddha Xiu even seemed a little cold and indifferent.

"You are angry now, just because I am your friend, so you will be so because of me. But if I am a person who has no relatives and no reason with you... like the demon king, so what?"

Meng Xia sneered, stretched his hands and feet like a fool, and said indifferently: "Isn't this the cunning nature of people? Naturally, people who are close to each other will only care about it, like those strangers who are far away, It’s good to be able to say a few words.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xie Chenshan again.

"I heard that during this period of time, something happened in Guangxia Prefecture. In the end, it was calmed down by a Buddhist cultivator. Then I thought it might be you, but now it seems that it is really you. Otherwise, the body of a Buddhist cultivator There is still a monster next to it, it is simply making fun of myself."

Xie Chenshan raised his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "What I said to you at the beginning has nothing to do with it, but now I have to change it. The Demon Lord and I... really have some fate in the past."

When he said that at the beginning, Foxiu didn't expect to have something to say later.

Meng Xia's face froze.

The temperament of this Buddha cultivator is a bit cold and cold, hot on the outside and cold on the inside, it is not easy to get close to him.

Therefore, the matter of Baishu was more or less kept in mind for Xie Chenshan.

For Xie Chenshan to use words like "predestined fate", for Buddhist practitioners, it is not just an old acquaintance who can describe it.

Meng Xia recalled the news that came after he left the Da Neng Ruins, and couldn't help frowning.

"Then I know why you brought Mozun to Guangxia Prefecture. I didn't expect you to take the words of 'being a man' from before, but you took it seriously."

Xie Chenshan raised his teacup, touched Meng Xia's cup lightly, and said calmly: "Since Mozun is serious, I have to do my best. It's just that I can't detect the words of a person." Tou, in the end, don’t mislead your disciples.”

Meng Xia snorted, "Isn't that enough for him to make a fuss in Guangxia Prefecture and no one recognizes his identity?"

In the past, the Demon Lord couldn't hold back so much demon breath, once it appeared, it would be shocking.Nowadays, there are only a few rumors of a powerful monster circulating, which is already the difference between heaven and earth.

He took the last sip of the cool spirit tea, and said slowly: "Wu Deng, there are some things, if you don't participate in them, even if you are calculating, with your ability, you can see through it, and you can naturally avoid it."

Xie Chenshan said with a smile: "You are a disciple of the Great School, so you naturally understand the truth that going upstream is worse than going downstream."

Meng Xia hugged his teacup and murmured: "Just like you are not a disciple of the Dapai, your abbot and master don't want to beat you?"

Xie Chenshan squinted at him: "My master is much more open than you."

Meng Xia actually didn't know what Xie Chenshan wanted to do, but the rumors in the world of cultivating immortals recently really made people feel a little disturbed, coupled with the incident of the Xinxin Sect, this made Meng Xia a little too sensitive.

"Forget it, if my appearance of persuasion spreads outside, I will lose my face." Meng Xia laughed at himself.

He has a vigorous temper outside.

Xie Chenshan pursed his lips and smiled, but he also let go of the appearance of holding it outside, and said with a smile: "I know you are thinking about me, but I know this well, so you can rest assured."

Being friends with someone like Meng Xia, once you become friends, it's really a friendship for a lifetime.

He said to himself: "It's just that if Bai Shu's meeting decades ago was all a conspiracy, then what's hidden in it may be more profound than I guessed before."

And among them, it must be related to the Demon Lord.

...

When Xie Chenshan came back at night, Zhao Kesong was standing under the tree, looking up at the shadow on the treetop and having a headache.Seeing the master enter the door, he hurriedly said: "Master, the Demon Lord caught my owl and climbed it up a tree, but he refused to return it to me!"

Even if the stupid baby fell into the hands of the demon king, he didn't know how to yell, which was really annoying.

While Zhao Kesong was angry with this fool, he was also worried that if the Demon Lord swallowed the owl in one gulp, there would be no way out, no way out, and he would never be able to return.

Xie Chenshan walked under the tree and looked up at the shadow.

It is indeed a shadow.

The hanging tentacles lay limply on their stomachs, as if they had no energy left. When they saw Xie Chenshan come back, they swayed a little, and fell down again.

Xie Chenshan couldn't help laughing, and said to Zhao Kesong: "Don't be afraid, go back to the house first."

Zhao Kesong trusted the master very much. Seeing that the master said so, although he was very worried, he obediently went back to the house.It’s just that for some reason, after he entered the house, he turned around and glanced at the lingering fairy sounds and the heavy shadows in the small courtyard. When these two incompatible auras were mixed together...Zhao Kesong really wanted to close his five senses , so as not to hear what should not be heard.

Xie Chenshan, who had already fallen from the treetops, glanced at the room casually, frowned and smiled lightly.

"The Demon Lord is angry?"

He nonchalantly sat down beside the limp shadow.

Zhao Kesong didn't see clearly from below, he only thought that it was the setting sun, which made the Demon Lord's body look elongated and elongated, like a flattened phantom.But looking from the side of Xiechen Mountain, the barely maintained human figure is a bit weird. There are some lifeless tentacles hidden in the illusory black mist. .

Xie Chenshan heard the strange voice of the Mozun.

"Angry, what is it?"

Xie Chenshan thought for a while and said: "In the past few days, I often go out, but I refuse to bring Mozun with me. Mozun feels uncomfortable. This is anger."

The Demon Lord's form became solid again, revealing his handsome face, and at the same time he took out a motionless owl from the black mist, and said calmly, "The Demon Lord is angry."

Xie Chenshan took the owl from Mozun.

The owl was indeed as Zhao Kesong complained, not to mention howling, even if it was swallowed by the Demon Lord, it was as calm as if it was just sleeping in another place.

Just fried hair.

In Xie Chenshan's arms, Owl raised one eyelid, as if confirming who it was, the eyelid drooped instantly.

Emotionally stable.

Xie Chenshan hadn't held the owl for a while when a tentacle pierced it suddenly.

With great difficulty, the owl gave full play to its strengths as a bird, leapt up, flapped its wings and flew to a higher place.

Seeing the owl left Xie Chenshan's arms, the tentacle hung down limply again.

Seeing Xie Chenshan look over, Mozun said seriously: "Sigh."

That stubborn and cold voice sounds weird and cute.

Xie Chenshan thought.

Oops, this is not good.

"Goo-"

A long and strange sound sounded.

Even Zhao Kesong who was in the house could hear it clearly, and he was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized, isn't this the cry of an owl?

Zhao Kesong pushed open the window violently.

A man and a demon sat on the independent ancient tree in the small courtyard, and on the top of the tree above them stood a black charcoal ball.Zhao Kesong recognized it was his owl at a glance.

The owl stood on the top of the tree, fluttered its wings, and cooed.

It flew up and circled around the head of the demon king. The weird and long cry was mixed with a few words from time to time. It seemed to be a human language, but it was not very similar: "Googoo—you — Goo — dying — Goo —”

Zhao Kesong seemed to think he heard it wrong.

Amidst the long and strange cry, he jumped out of the window in a hurry, appeared in the mid-air, covered the beak of the screaming owl, and said hastily, "What are you messing around with?!"

On weekdays, he wanted to owl a few words, but he was unwilling to live or die.

It's good now, what are you yelling about? !

It would be better not to speak!

Zhao Kesong landed on the ground, covered the owl's beak and said awkwardly: "Master, Mozun, don't take this idiot's call to heart, you chat, you continue chatting..."

He retreated into the house with hands and feet, and slammed the doors and windows shut.

Then Zhao Kesong closed his five senses as if death was at home.

outside the house.

Mozun said slowly: "Just now, I ate it, it's good."

Xie Chenshan laughed.

"If he ate the owl, Muzhi's child would probably cry."

Zhao Kesong didn't show much on his face, but judging from the way he hugged the silly bird day and night, he should know that he still has a heart for raising this owl.

Speaking again, Xie Chenshan has been going out frequently during this period, and it is really something.

As Zhao Kesong said, it is impossible for Xie Chenshan to do things aimlessly.

Although on the surface, he came to Guangxia Prefecture to do nothing, but if he really had nothing to do, how could he have stayed in Guangxia Prefecture for such a long time?

Xie Chenshan said: "Recently, all the devilish energy in the Demon Lord's body has been covered up."

The Mozun had already turned into a human form. Hearing this, he also nodded slowly, and stretched out a pale and slender hand. Under the crimson sunset, the bones looked a little thin.

"Today, that sword cultivator never found out."

Xie Chenshan didn't ask who the sword cultivator was, but nodded with a light smile: "It's not that the Demon Lord can't restrain himself, it's just that it doesn't need to be like this in the previous environment. This Guangxia Prefecture is a gathering place for humans, monsters and demons. There are always more monsters living here than in other places, I think, if the Demon Lord has been here once, he may also be able to learn from it."

When he used the word "learning", was he belittling the Demon Venerable too much?

Actually it is not.

Because the human race is such a race that is good at learning from each other.In the process of intersecting with each other, take the essence and discard the dross.

Xie Chenshan can naturally teach Mozun directly, but this is just a kind of teaching, and cannot let Mozun's eyes fall into other things.If only Xie Chenshan could be accommodated in Mozun's eyes, then he would never be able to be a "person" as Mozun wished.

After the independent professor was rejected by Xie Chenshan, it also had such a big environment to subtly influence the way of the demon king.

When Mozun really learned to restrain himself, it also meant that his eyes finally integrated into the scenery of this world.

And no longer in the high and distant clouds, I don't know where.

For example, Mozun would talk to Zhao Kesong very occasionally, but today he drove away the sword cultivator who was trying to get close, it was very small, very small, but it was a big step change.

While Xie Chenshan was leading Mozun through the world, he also wondered if this would be another kind of pollution?

Such a terrifying monster in the eyes of the world, but in essence it is so ignorant.

Xie Chenshan stretched out his hand and touched Mozun's braided hair. Ever since Foxiu helped him take care of this long hair, Mozun has always cherished it, and he couldn't allow it to fall apart.

Things in the world are really absurd and interesting.

The most vicious and terrifying Demon Lord is so blank.

But the compassionate Buddhist cultivator, praised as the son of the Buddha, has been tainted with scheming and planning.

Xie Chenshan said softly: "The Demon Venerable hasn't eaten for a long time, so he doesn't need it anymore?"

Lifting his scarlet eyes, Mozun stared at Xie Chenshan.

One hand covered the position of the stomach.

"Not hungry."

Mozun frowned, as if he was struggling seriously like a person.

"Hunger, feeling, there will be, but it is no longer the same. It used to be so, unbearable."

Xie Chenshan thought.

Even the ability to speak has gradually improved.

"It seems to be related to the thing swallowed in the mind-observing mirror before." He said, "Demon Venerable, did you notice something strange?"

The Mozun shook his head.

He stared coldly at Buddha Xiu who was meditating.

will not.

That smell still bewitched him all the time.

But it won't be as fierce as before.

Whenever the burning hunger and thirst come up, it seems that a strange force is pressing down at the same time.

After going back and forth like this, Mozun also lost his appetite for food.

That doesn't mean he's not hungry.

The desire for blood food is innate, and the hunger and thirst that has never subsided since he was born here, but it cannot be resolved so easily.

If he really desires it, the Buddhist practitioners beside him are the most precious treasure.

His blood, his flesh, and his bones are all good choices, and even that is already a good contract between them. So far, the Demon Lord has firmly kept the promise to each other.

Then when he is hungry and thirsty, he can naturally feed on Buddha cultivation.

that……

It's just the throbbing that instinct most desires.

But the demon king didn't move.

Passing a hand in front of the monster, Buddha Xiu's voice seemed to have insight into something, and he said lightly: "Although this is the case, it doesn't mean that you are not hungry at all?"

How could such a huge food intake be easily suppressed?

On the wrist, there were already shallow scratches.

The sweet taste oozes out, so sweet that the blood eyes are instantly deep.

The tentacles wrapped around the wrist uncontrollably, and the pointed end wiped away the blood-red traces. Even if the shallow blood was only stained with a trace, it would explode like a monster's whole body.

The tentacles seemed to tremble for a moment.

Then Mozun said: "No."

The demon's voice was first small, and it was the words of a human being.

"Do not."

Then there are weird, peculiar, and distorted languages, which seem to appear directly in people's hearts, imprinted in people's will, and roll in a dull and strange way.

--Do not.

Zhao Kesong, who should have closed his five senses in the room and couldn't sense anything, opened his eyes suddenly, and vomited a big mouthful of blood towards the bed.

His meridians were throbbing, as if he heard something that shouldn't be heard.

Mo Dao: "No."

The Buddha cultivated himself the closest, and he was the one who was hit the hardest, but he was really safe and sound, and he was able to devote all his energy to protecting the residence of the immortals.

In order not to be destroyed under the heavy threat of the Demon Lord.

Xie Chenshan said helplessly: "You already feed on flesh and blood. This is also the contract we made earlier. Why should the Demon Lord refuse?"

That's not bad.

Mozun turned his head over and over again, but couldn't think of anything to say to Buddha Cultivator.

So the demon became angry.

He disconnected the tentacle, and the remaining countless black mist wrapped himself in the innermost part, like a huge black ball hanging on the treetops, ignoring Xie Chenshan at all.

It was rare for Xie Chenshan to be so dazed. He stared at the hanging black mist for a long time before he burst out laughing, as if he saw something strange and interesting.

He shook his head, turned over and got off the tree.

After entering the door, I saw Zhao Kesong passed out beside the bed, and the owl stepped on his heart with one foot.I don't know if that appearance is going to wake the young man up. Seeing Buddha Xiu enter the door, the owl flew up silently and landed on the log far away.

Xie Chenshan exchanged a glance with the owl.

The owl fur exploded for some reason.

The calm owl, with its blown fur, seems to be at two extremes.

Xie Chenshan laughed silently.

He whispered to Owl, "It seems that I bet right."

...

Xie Chenshan helped Zhao Kesong up, and the spiritual power flowed into the young man's body along his fitting palm, reconciling the chaotic internal environment, and guiding the golden core that almost jumped out of the dantian back to the original place. Only then did he loosen his grip.

Zhao Kesong opened his eyes in a daze, the bloodstains on his mouth hadn't been wiped away, but when he saw the figure of Buddha Cultivator in front of him, he subconsciously called out: "Master, just now..."

"Just now," Foxiu said calmly, "nothing happened."

Xie Chenshan took a handkerchief to clean Zhao Kesong's face.

Zhao Kesong sat in a daze for a long time before looking up out of the window.

The doors and windows have been opened by the master.

Zhao Kesong saw the big black ball hanging on the ancient wood in the yard at a glance, it was really conspicuous, even to the point where people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Zhao Kesong swallowed his saliva, and asked Wudeng: "Master, the one in that courtyard..."

Is it the Demon Lord?

With his back turned to him, Xie Chenshan seemed to be wringing out a bloody handkerchief, and a voice came out with a smile: "It's the Demon Lord."

Zhao Kesong wiped his face.

He felt that all kinds of thoughts about the Demon Lord in the past were about to crack. When did the cold and ruthless Demon Lord actually have such a side?

This, doesn't this look like temper tantrums?

It turns out that this demon really has emotions.

Zhao Kesong sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring blankly at the motionless black ball, and whispered an inexplicable voice in his heart.

From ruthless to affectionate; from bloodthirsty to restraint.

Don't all these changes just show that the monster is really learning a little bit?

The black ball hanging from the treetops seemed to be swaying with the wind for a moment, and suddenly revealed two spots of scarlet.

The two scarlet streaks hungrily stared at Xie Chenshan's back, the sound of sharp teeth rubbing against each other seemed to be heard in the wind, and it subsided after a while.

Xie Chenshan took the handkerchief and went out again, walked under the tree, looked at the black ball, and said calmly: "Mozun, if a person is injured, he will ask his friends to help bandage it."

Scarlet blinked.

In the black mist of countless tentacles, two scarlets rummaged around, and finally found the broken tentacles.

Such an injury would have healed in that instant.

Scarlet froze for a moment, then violently tore it off again.

So, from the motionless black ball, a pitiful, ravaged tentacle slowly stretched out, and timidly handed it to Buddha Xiu.

Zhao Kesong lay on the window watching the meaningless interaction, scratched his head a little strangely, hugged the owl and whispered: "The master is strange, and the monster is also strange."

With the power of the Demon Lord, why do you need to bandage it?

The owl stayed peacefully in Zhao Kesong's arms, like an ordinary bird or beast, cute and cute.

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