Xie Chunxi never thought that a little girl had changed her life by just a casual word back then.

When ordinary people hear that, they may be discouraged and give up their ambitions.

Because Xu Jingxian was an ordinary person at that time, and Xie Chunxi was already a prestigious monk in the Taoist sect, few people questioned the conclusions of ordinary people.

Xie Chunxi said that she could not practice Taoism, and her father also made her feel at ease. She hoped that she would learn some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and find a family with a good match in the future, get married and have children, and live a smooth life. Xu Jingxian didn't believe in this evil.

He accidentally got into the demon cultivator and got the real grass. Now Xu Jingxian is no longer the one who can be humiliated by Xie Chunxi at will. He can change his destiny in one sentence, but that does not mean that she can let go of everything in the past.

Xie Chunxi was half confused and half confused. Before he could react, he was forced to defend himself. After fighting for a while, he found something was wrong.

How could this witch be so powerful?

After more than half of the two of them fought, Xie Chunxi was suppressed and retreated inch by inch. He finally flew the scabbard and stalked it into a ball with the Sayayan. It seemed to be equal, but in fact, when he had not recovered his spiritual power before, he had sweated his forehead and was very difficult. The rainbow light made by the Sayayan came towards him, and he couldn't help but stagger, and his lower abdomen was hit and hit the tree trunk.

Xie Chunxi gasped: "Stop!"

Xu Jingxian sneered, and naturally she would not stop. As soon as she let go, Sa Ling was activated by spiritual power and rushed towards Xie Chunxi.

When others saw two monks in the garden, they were so scared that they dodged.

Xie Chunxi was also encouraged. The two of them became more and more excited. They destroyed most of the trees in the garden and flew directly outside the city. This was a posture of preparing to do a big fight.

Changming saw the disaster and led the sea of ​​clouds out with satisfaction.

Although the palace guards did not know their identities, they naturally did not dare to stop the attitude of Empress Dowager Ku He and others towards Changming.

"Teacher stay!"

Song Nanyan caught up from behind, his pace was rushing.

I was worried about the emperor's situation and stayed with the empress dowager for a while.

"Teacher, Empress Dowager Cai said that I hope I can keep you for a few more days to see if your illness can be cured."

Song Nanyan was rejected by Changming. He knew that this sentence would definitely be rejected, but he had to convey it.

Changming said indeed: "Your emperor is not sick now, he is one body and two souls. Moreover, Lord Zhaoyue's body is occupied by demons. Her soul is in line with your emperor. Even if Daluo Immortal comes, it will be difficult to separate them."

Song Nanyan smiled bitterly: "Since the main body cannot be found for a moment, can we find another one that fits the main soul and remove her?"

Changming also smiled: "Isn't it the one that fits you now?"

Song Nanyan:...

Changming: "The situation where the soul and the body that is not yours are in harmony with each other is in a world of nowhere. In your words, Lord Zhaoyue is destined to be with your emperor. If you have a kurai staring at him, there will be no big trouble. If you feel it is really inconvenient, you can change the emperor."

Song Nanyan was speechless, and his mood was really in line with his name now.

The Empress Dowager has just such a son. If she changes her emperor, she will be able to consider King Hui who intends to rebel today.

If it is still the current one's words-

From now on, it will be like one during the day and one at night. Do these ministers still have to serve two emperors with completely different personalities?

When Song Nanyan thought of the emperor's eyes wiping his tears just now, he felt his head grow bigger and dared not think about going.

"Teacher, how many days will there be before July 5th. You might as well rest at home and brother Yun. Never bother you with those mundane affairs, and you will definitely make you feel comfortable!"

Changming said: "No need, your senior brother Yun is injured and takes it back. You don't have to come here again in the past few days. If you are destined to do so in the future, you may be able to meet again."

This is what Tao means.

Song Nanyan felt sad, and let the lotus beauties of the usual tongue, but he was quite helpless towards the master who was unable to enter the oil and salt.

The fact that the teacher is a monk still feels unrealistic in my dreams.

"Then, I will help you send Senior Brother Yun back."

He reached out to help Yunhai, but afterwards, his eyelids seemed to be drooping, but his arms were shrank in, leaving Song Nanyan empty.

Song Nanyan:...

Changming smiled: "I am spoiled and have a bad temper."

Yun Hai twitched the corner of his mouth, and he opened his eyes and said lies not because he was too lazy to refute, but because he had no strength to refute.

The tiredness is not really because of wanting to sleep, but because of the chaos in the internal breath and the loss of spiritual power.

It is not because of the reason why Song Nanyan is angry.

It's because now he is almost unable to control his demonic energy. Once Song Nanyan approaches, Yun Hainan will not kill him.

Changming hugged him tightly, and it was the demonic energy suppressed by spiritual power. It seemed to be calm and gentle, but in fact, Mount Tai was pressing on the top, and he was strangled with a string.

When he returned to the house, the string in Yunhai's mind finally stretched to the extreme. He pinched Changming's wrist with his backhand, and grabbed his other hand with his neck.

The eyes are red and the reason is scattered.

But for a moment, his hands loosened and his body softened to the ground.

The sword light suddenly flew over and hit several large acupoints behind Yunhai. The four non-swords hovered in the air, as if responding to Changmingcai's call.

My heart moved slightly, and came from thousands of miles. After a long time, the sword regained its tacit understanding with the past.

Changming withdrew his sword light, held the tabletop with his hands, and clamped his hands with one hand to set up a barrier around the yard to prevent anyone from rushing in.

As soon as the barrier was covered, I couldn't help coughing. Blood coughed from the corner of my mouth, and my hands didn't have time to cover it, splashing on the body of Yunhai.

The sea of ​​clouds is unknown.

Have a long dream.

In his dream, he was carrying a long sword and was about to travel far, and said to Jiu Changming who was standing on the steps: "I have already thought it through, even if I have been practicing for two hundred years, my heart of Tao will still be you."

"The heart of Tao is not you."

Changming said coldly, and the sound seemed particularly indifferent due to the mist of ice and snow.

"The most important thing in the world is to force it. Where do you get what you teach?"

The sea of ​​clouds, no, it was still Yun Weishen at that time, and he looked at him for a moment.

"Only those who are obsessed can seek the best way of goodness. Master, do you not want to ask, or dare not ask?"

Jiu Changming did not answer this question, turned around and walked into the Taoist temple, leaving a sentence.

"Kneel for another three days."

Such an ice and snowy day, if it is three days, it will be three hours, and people will be ruined.

But monks are not ordinary people after all. Yun Weisi is in the snow and ice, and she feels that she is about to turn into snow and ice.

Go away by the wind, exhale into ice, just like-

It's like the eight treasures of Langhuan Tower, and half of it hugs Changming, just like holding a thousand-year-old ice, trying hard to warm the body temperature, while the other half is dancing with demons, trying to save the most extreme evil in the world.

My thoughts suddenly jumped, like a flash of flowers, ignoring the past and present, and were in chaos.

The sea of ​​clouds gradually breathed and suddenly opened their eyes!

I was lying on the bed, Changming was sitting at the table reading.

Where is a dream and where is the truth?

Yun Hai closed his eyes, opened it, and said to Changming: "Master."

He said no, holding the bamboo roll in his hand, he couldn't raise his head: "How do you feel?"

Yun Hai couldn't tell whether he was still in the Jade Emperor's Temple or Nan Ke's dream, and the past was like a illusion of smoke and glass.

"Master, you turn your head and want to see you." He whispered, with a little plea that he hadn't even noticed.

"How old are you? Why are you still like a child?"

Jiu Changming finally gave up the bamboo roll in his hand and slowly turned his head.

But, that face-

The sea of ​​clouds suddenly shook!

Green-faced and fangs, bloody eyes, and evil intentions in their eyes that they say no.

"Do you think you are like your master?"

The author has something to say: the second update that was made, good night, so sleepy

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