A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 846 In the illusion, regenerate the illusion; in the world, regenerate the world

A monk at the third level of Qi refining can have night vision.In the night, it is like day.

However, Su Mo and Ye Wuhui stayed in the bamboo house in total darkness.Although it is said that Su Mo and Ye Wuhui were suppressed with their spiritual consciousness, they would never be suppressed to this extent.

Unless, they fell into some kind of formation.However, this is unlikely.Before, that old man and Mu'er were definitely not monks.

Indoors, it was pitch black; outside the window, the wind moved the bamboo forest.

"Su Mo, what's going on?" Ye Wuhui asked.

"It's okay!" Su Mo didn't say much, but sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.His breath is extremely steady.Su Mo turned a blind eye to all these abnormalities.

In the darkness, Ye Wuhui pursed his lips.

However, she instinctively leaned towards Su Mo.This way, she feels safer.Women, that's what it looks like.

In fact, with Ye Wuhui's cultivation, she is safe most of the time.After all, the Venerable is not so easy to meet.

Immediately, Ye Wuhui also closed his eyes, began to adjust his breathing, and meditated.

Practice, this is the normal state of these great monks.

Ye Wuhui is in the third stage of reincarnation, and he is an absolute monk.But, for some reason, she couldn't get into samadhi that night.

When she closed her eyes, there was Su Mo's shadow.That handsome face like a monster is lingering.Her mind was actually a little disturbed.

However, Su Mo is clearly by her side, not thousands of miles away.

why?Could it be the wine just now?
However, there is absolutely no problem with Ye Wuhui's drinking capacity.

Therefore, Ye Wuhui adjusted his breath secretly, constantly calming down his mind.In fact, it was easy for a reincarnation-level monk.

However, Ye Wuhui became more and more impatient.Su Mo in her mind sometimes smiled and sometimes frowned.His every word, deed, and every move affected Su Mo's heart.

Outside the window, bamboo leaves are rustling.

Apart from this, there is no other sound between heaven and earth.Everything around is extremely quiet.The white-haired old man and Miss Mu'er seemed to have never existed.

Gradually, Ye Wuhui felt that she and Su Mo were the only ones in this world.

Everything else doesn't exist.

"Su Mo!" Ye Wuhui called out in a low voice.However, Su Mo did not answer.He still sat beside him peacefully, just like a wooden man.

In the darkness, Ye Wuhui opened his eyes.It's a pity that Su Mo is close at hand, but she can't see him.However, she could hear Su Mo's steady and even breathing.

The sound of breathing was very rhythmic, which made Ye Wuhui feel a little at ease.

She is not afraid, but a little hot.

Ye Wuhui's eyes seemed to be dripping water, and the autumn waves were rippling.There was a fire in her heart.

Then, she bit her lower lip lightly, as if making up her mind.Immediately, Ye Wuhui slowly stretched out a hand, and grasped Su Mo's hand gropingly.

call--

At that moment, Ye Wuhui couldn't help but let out a deep breath.Her mood eased a little.Because Su Mo's hands were a little cold, which calmed her down a bit.

"Su Mo!" Ye Wuhui called again faintly.

However, Su Mo still did not respond.

"Enemy!" Ye Wuhui cursed softly in his heart, and at the same time his heart was shaken.At this time, Ye Wuhui finally realized that infinite lust had actually risen in her heart.

how can that be?

You must know that the stages of monk Yizang are not randomly divided.

Qi refining, foundation building, alchemy formation, Yuanying, soul transformation, divine calamity, and immortality are the realms of mortals; burial of gods, breaking the world, destroying the sea, and immortality are the realms of immortality.

Then, there is the realm of reincarnation and the realm of lotus.

Not to mention, Ye Wuhui is now in the third level of reincarnation.In fact, as long as he is a monk who has crossed the world of mortals, he can cut off all the desires of mortals.

It's not that they don't have any desires, but that they are no longer dominated by them.They can control emotions that work against them.

Ye Wuhui's current situation is absolutely abnormal.

She also understands in her heart.However, she couldn't control her desire.Although she tried her best to suppress it, it was useless at all.They are like a raging fire that cannot be extinguished.

"I've been hit by a spell!" Ye Wuhui told her with his last rationality.However, who performed the technique and who promulgated the law?Is that the white-haired old man?

Ye Wuhui had no chance to think clearly.

The sea of ​​desire has already drowned everything about her.

A woman's voice echoed in her heart: Ye Wuhui, Su Mo can be yours!You love her, then you should go to possess him.He is by your side.

Near water towers, worth a lifetime.

Ye Wuhui, are you willing for him to find the Plum Blossom Fairy and leave?Ye Wuhui, this is your chance!He can be your man.

whistling—

Those voices were like ocean waves, layer upon layer.They are constantly eroding Ye Wuhui's soul.At this time, if anyone saw Ye Wuhui's eyes, her eyes would have been completely red.

In her alchemy, there are endless waves.

"Su Mo! Su Mo! Save me! Save me!"

Ye Wuhui breathed rapidly and kept calling Su Mo.However, Su Mo didn't respond at all.At the same time, Ye Wuhui stretched out his arms and hugged Su Mo tightly.

Su Mo's body was cold, but Ye Wuhui's was hot.

Her body wrapped around Su Mo like a snake, young and full of temptation.But, strangely, Su Mo lay cross-legged on the bed, motionless.

At that moment, Su Mo was like a stone Buddha.

"Su Mo!"

Ye Wuhui couldn't control herself at all, she couldn't stop panting.She didn't even know what she was doing, though, and that was the scariest thing.

Her demons have taken over her.

At this moment, in Ye Wuhui's consciousness, there are all the thousands of beauties and styles of Tong Su Mo.

Ye Wuhui has completely entered the art.

At the same moment, a monk stood outside the bamboo house.

Dressed in white, he is as beautiful as a demon. It is Su Mo.

Su Mo looked at Ye Wuhui in the room with his brows furrowed.In fact, the bamboo house was still lit with candles, so it wasn't pitch black at all.

Ye Wuhui was alone, rolling on the bamboo bed.Her hair was loose and her clothes were disheveled.At the same time, her face kept changing.

She grabbed her hands and struggled.

Actually, nothing happened.

However, Ye Wuhui couldn't extricate himself from his illusion.Ye Wuhui's complexion was red and white.However, Su Mo didn't know what kind of confrontation between heaven and man she was having.

Because, even now, he has not been able to see through this Ye Wuhui.

Is she true or false?

But at some point, the white-haired old man who sold wine had already stood by Su Mo's side.

"You can't save her?" the white-haired old man asked.

"Yeah!" Su Mo nodded, "Because I can't see through her background. I don't know if everything in front of me is true or not."

"Hehe!" The white-haired old man smiled, "In the illusion, the illusion is regenerated; in the world, the world is born again. Since you understand this truth, why are you arguing about the truth? Let her out of the cage, maybe You're out of jail."

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Su Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then heaved a long sigh: "Grandpa, you are right! Sigh——"

call--

Suddenly the wind picked up, and the white-haired old man disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)