Shamanism kills the god

After some sex, the two gradually woke up.

Seeing the messy scene in front of him, Mu Feng was startled, only then did he understand what happened, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

"sorry!"

For a long time, Mu Feng looked ashamed as he looked at the Buddha fragrance beside him with disheveled hair and whose innocence had been taken away by him.His mouth opened, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

It is undeniable that Fobenxiang is a woman with a national beauty and a unique temperament. A faint smile makes one feel like a spring breeze.Although the two sides have different positions, Mu Feng has always had a good impression of him, and secretly appreciates his unchanging calmness.In his opinion, Buddha Benxiang and Bai Susu have many similarities, they are both slim, calm and calm, with extraordinary temperament.Of course, each taste is different. [

Bai Susu's composure was cultivated in the bloody storm after going through several storms.Behind the calmness lies the extremely calm and murderous decisiveness!The Buddha incense is different, from inside to outside, it is spontaneously indifferent to fame and fortune.Just like a piece of spotless white paper, without a trace of dirt!

"No one is sorry for anyone, somewhere, everything is already doomed!"

Fo Benxiang pulled the Taoist robe on his body to cover the fair skin on his chest.

When Mu Feng was still feeling ashamed, she had already calmed down and accepted all this calmly.After a pause, he looked at Mu Feng and said: "A long time ago, the ancient Buddha of Hongchen told me that my love in this life is bound to go through a catastrophe. Whoever blows out the sandalwood of my birth will be killed." Destined to be the man in my life. The poison Ao Honger smeared on the crossbow bolts happened to be a coincidence, and it brought us together!"

Poison on the crossbow?

Mu Feng stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his left shoulder, and after hearing what Fo Benxiang said, he really realized it.

"Master Mu, you... are you despising me?"

Seeing that Mu Feng deliberately opened a little distance just now, Fo Benxiang sighed faintly, and slowly leaned on Mu Feng's shoulder.Recalling the time when Mu Feng hugged him tightly just now, he took a bite and a twinge, and a feeling of pain and sorrow that he had never felt before came to his heart.As soon as his eyes were red, a drop of crystal tears could not help but swirl in the eye sockets.

If you don't enter the world, how can you know the warmth and coldness of the world, and how can you experience the various aspects of life and yourself?

At this moment, Fo Benxiang finally understood the meaning of practicing in the world, felt the feeling imagined by the fundamental method in the past, and saw a real self.The Dao Heart, which has made no progress for thousands of years, has a slight ripple, a slight fluctuation.

"How come? Just a moment ago, you were my woman, as long as you are willing, you will always be my woman. I don't want the two of you to live forever together, but to grow old together!"

Mu Feng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Fo Benxiang's eyes, sighed secretly, and hugged her shoulders tightly.

Although he felt a little guilty, he didn't know how to face Jing Shuang who was practicing alone in the Poison Sect in the future; but, since such a thing had happened, he would never leave the Buddha Benxiang, who was robbed of his innocence, by himself.Smelling the faint fragrance of the latter, a ray of natural affection came to mind.

"If you don't go through the wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow; if you don't experience the calamity of love, how can you see the original heart?"

Fo Benxiang leaned against Mu Feng's arms, muttering to himself.After a while, Xu Xu took off his Taoist robe, put on a white robe, raised his head and said slowly: "The king is the emperor, and I am the concubine Xiang. From now on, there will be no more Taoist Tianxiang in this world." , and there is no longer the fragrance of Buddha, only a single-minded concubine. From then on, the grievances of the immortals, the karma of Buddhism, no longer care, you and I will never leave!"

"Okay, one day I will be the king, and you will be the one and only Xiangfei!"

Mu Feng nodded, and hugged Buddha Benxiang, who had taken off his Taoist robe, tightly in his arms.The two are caring, holding hands, feeling each other's pulse and heartbeat.When the love is deep, it is natural to go to sex again.

In the palace deep under the sea, there seems to be no difference between day and night, the light coming in from outside is always so weak, faintly illuminating half of the study room.

After waking up again, Mu Feng and Fo Benxiang explored the dark study together. [

Maybe it was joy, maybe it was a rest, the true energy in the two of them gradually recovered.Fo Benxiang swung his right hand, put away the incense burner that he held in his palm all day long, and replaced it with an incense candle that seemed to never burn out.When lit, hold it up to illuminate the surrounding area.

With the help of warm candlelight, the two inspected the circle, and unexpectedly found that it was a closed space.It is obviously full of books, and there are futons to kneel and meditate on, but you can't find the door to get in and out.I don't know if there is some other secret door, or there really is no door, the former owner used some magical power to enter and exit instantly.

After they couldn't find any mechanisms anywhere, the two had no choice but to search.On the one hand, I hope to see if there is any harvest, and on the other hand, I also want to see if there are any secrets hidden in these books.It's a pity that although the collection of books is numerous and all-inclusive, there is nothing special about it.

"Hey, this is..."

Mu Feng let out a scream, and suddenly stopped in front of a row of books, and stretched out his hand to pull out a thread-bound ancient book.Surprised, but also with a trace of respect.

"Well, "Heaven and Earth", it seems that this is just an ordinary ancient book. Mu Feng, is there something wrong?" Fo Benxiang leaned over and looked up and down suspiciously, but found nothing unusual.

"Xiangxiang, look at the author of this ancient book." Mu Feng's eyes were bright, with rare respect on his face.

"Xu...Guang...Ling..."

Fo Benxiang paused word by word, and slowly read out the author's name.

Frowning slightly, I always feel as if I have heard this name somewhere before, but I can't remember it for a while.

"Xu Guangling, Mr. Guangling, this is what makes this book special and meaningful."

Mu Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart, and gently stroked the cover of this thread-bound ancient book.Unexpectedly, after the two masterpieces "Guangling Sanji" and "Past Life and Present Life", I encountered another great work by Lord Guangling here.

The Miaomiao Temple under the sea has a long history and has been sealed under the sea for many years. How could Lord Guangling's book be here?

Who the hell is he, and what is his relationship with the legendary ancient Piao Miao saint?

……

Mu Feng was full of imagination, full of doubts, and vaguely felt that this Lord Guangling was not simple.

A book of "Guangling Sanji" in my youth, let me understand the geography of the world, and learned that there is an unknown world of cultivation in the secular world, and I first learned about immortality, Buddhism and witchcraft.A musical score "Past Life and Present Life" allows me, who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, to get acquainted with the rhythm for the first time, and the feeling will become deeper and deeper on the road of cultivation, and I will never forget it in the ups and downs.Now, what will this "Heaven and Earth" bring to me?

With deep doubts and expectations, Mu Feng slowly opened the ancient book in his hand.