Distress: Buddhist Prison Jingxuan

Chapter 375 Inherent Impression
The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood...

Dao Wuji came to a lonely grave with drunk Huanglong, and saw weeds all around, as if no one had come for a long time.

"Um?!"

Drunk Huanglong looked at the lonely tomb not far away, and still couldn't believe that his second brother died in a foreign land.

"This is the man you said..."

"Eyes glow..."

Facing the drunk Huanglong who was thinking on one side, Dao Wuji spoke the cruelest words to him full of regret.

"impossible…"

"My second brother is so talented, how could he end up like this!!"

"I do not believe!"

Drunk Huanglong heard the words, his expression turned cold, and he smashed the tomb with his palm, and the dust flew up in an instant, revealing a coffin inside.

With another palm, the inner and outer coffins were shattered, and sawdust splashed everywhere, leaving only a pair of broken bones lying quietly in the middle, as if to say something again.

"Sorry!"

"The dead are dead..."

"I know you are not afraid of danger in order to find your brother, but this is the end..."

Dao Wuji looked at the extremely irritable drunk Huanglong, but his heart was still calm.

After all, no matter how my elder brother treated me at the beginning, it was not as strong as the warmth brought to me by this foreign land in a difficult situation.

For Poetic Tiancheng, I would rather die outside, and it is impossible to return.

Coldness, emptiness, discrimination, hatred, everything, but no family affection!

"impossible!!!"

"It's not true!"

"what…"

Drunk Huanglong took a deep breath and injected the dragon energy in his body into it. The bones sensed the dragon energy and responded to the red dragon energy.

As soon as this scene happened, the expressions in the eyes of the two people present were different, one was relaxed and the other was sad.

"It's... really Chilin..."

"Red Lin..."

"why……"

Drunk Huanglong saw this scene, heartbroken, with tears in his eyes, stumbled to his knees, tremblingly picked up the skeleton!

Looking furiously at Dao Wuji who was staring at him from one side, he asked fiercely.

"Who is it!!!"

"Who killed Chilin..."

Looking at the shattered breastbone, no matter how hard to suppress the anger in his heart, the situation suddenly changed.

"About this..."

"I'm not so sure either…"

"But I remember that when I was in charge of the Tianxia Fengdao, I was trying to recruit talents!"

"As a result, my subordinates reported that there is a swordsman with very good swordsmanship here!"

"You know that swords are sealed in the world, and swords are respected, so I plan to go and have a chat!"

"I never thought that when I came here again, this swordsman was already dead!"

"However, at that time, there were wounds on this person's body with the energy of magic fire and the energy of ice cold..."

"I think it might have something to do with the Emperor Fish's Rain Whale Ao that once flourished!"

Dao Wuji looked at the drunken Huanglong who was furiously drunk, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and after recalling some things, he immediately caused trouble.

"Emperor Fish Rain Whale Ao!"

"What is this!"

Drunk Drinking Huanglong heard this name and thought about it in every possible way, but he never thought of what it was.

But looking carefully at the position of the right hand of this pair of red lin, one can see a smear of burnt black.

I know that some of the things this person said should be factual.

"According to people at the time, this Rain Whale Ao had a close relationship with a man named Duanmu Xunlong. It must have been a vendetta or something?!"

"After all, Duanmu Xuanlong is bloodthirsty."

"His book, Fenru Yaoshu, is even more a sorcery, which has caused chaos in the world for several years!!"

What Dao Wuji said was reasonable and well-founded, coupled with the change of expression, it can be said to be seamless.

"Duanmu Xianlong, where is this person!"

Drunken Huanglong heard the words, put down the skeleton gently with a cold expression, and then stood up, the murderous aura in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

"...disappeared..."

"But I heard that Master Ling of the Confucian School once fought against him, maybe he knows something!"

When Dao Wuji heard the drunk Huanglong's question, he showed a proper expression of embarrassment, and after struggling for a while, he continued to explain.

"Um……"

"Thank you, please!"

Hearing the words, the drunk Huanglong nodded slightly, then picked up the bones and left the place directly.

"call……"

After waiting quietly for a while, Dao Wuji secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally fooled Tianzun Huangyin, although I'm not sure how long this lie can last.

But with one more day, I can prepare more means to deal with it.

Then, looking at the shadow not far away, he invited with a helpless expression.

"Brother Jing, come out!"

"This drama is over, how long do you want to stay in the auditorium!"

"Ha, whoever knows me, Brother Dao too!"

"This drama really deduces a heartbreaking brotherhood!"

"It's just a pity that some people will become extremely unlucky because of you..."

Hearing this, Jingxuan walked out slowly, looking at the barren land and the tomb that had just been blown open, he couldn't help but think of the plot in the plot where Jianzi Xianji and Buddha Sword were going to blow up Shulou Longsu Tomb separately.

"........."

The witch Lin behind her glanced at the lonely grave, and then at Dao Wuji who looked quite relaxed, and couldn't figure out what kind of enmity and love these two brothers could be so entangled.

"What does that have to do with me!?!"

"Just a villain..."

"what…"

When Dao Wuji heard Jingxuan's emotion, he didn't feel anything in his heart. He also remembered his past affection for his elder brother, so he didn't attack secretly, and turned his sword against him.

Otherwise, with the attitude that I have awakened my memory long ago, what I really want to do, one of those dragons who are weaker than myself counts as one, and I don’t even want to live this miserable life well.

"By the way, aren't you moved?"

"If you really hesitate, say it boldly, I will never laugh at you!"

Hearing this, Jingxuan looked at the expressionless Dao Wuji, and was also curious about his psychological fluctuations.

After all, according to the posture of drinking Huanglong drunk at that time, it can be said that he performed the posture of being an elder who did not protect the younger generation, which made people cry.

As a result, in the eyes of the person who was clearly the person involved, he looked like an outsider.

"Ok?"

When Rin heard this question, she also tilted her head curiously, after all, she was also curious.

"........."

Looking at the expressions of the master and the servant, Dao Wuji suddenly felt his heart suffocate, and he was silent for a moment, knowing that if he didn't explain clearly, he might not know how this bad friend's little book would record him.

Thinking of this, he coughed a few times, and explained his reason to Jingxuan.

"Cough, Brother Jing!"

"You don't understand, it feels like a cage in the poetic city!"

"In my opinion, this is my real home!!"

"It's true..."

"At the beginning, the adoptive parents I arranged for you treated you well!"

Jingxuan had already expected this answer in his heart, mainly because he wanted to see the embarrassed Dao Wuji, which would be more interesting.

Under his own interference, the Dao Wuji in front of him is completely different from the one in the plot.

After all, I calculated his fall point in advance, and personally arranged for his adoptive parents to give him a complete childhood. Although it was also my own bad taste, I deliberately sealed his memory.

"Brother Jing..."

"If I can't beat you now, I will definitely choose to challenge you!"

Hearing this, Dao Wuji rolled his eyes, found a rock anywhere and sat down.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

"Interesting answer!"

"It seems that you have become a lot more interesting, and you no longer worry about those meaningless questions!"

"But, is that really possible?
"I don't think that Poetic City has no jurisdiction over you!"

When Jingxuan heard Dao Wuji's answer, he nodded slightly. He actually valued this only friend in the four worlds.

Helping him get out of the predicament he is facing is also something a friend should do.

What is in the plot is always the plot, and the people in reality are truly three-dimensional.

"Brother Jing, you really know a lot..."

"Sometimes, I really wonder if you are from Poetic Heavenly City!"

"However, if you were from Shiyi Tiancheng, we would have faced each other long ago!"

"I can smell the stench from those people's bodies even if they are more than ten miles away!"

Hearing Jingxuan's reminder, Dao Wuji was silent for a moment, and then smiled with emotion, not caring whether it was a secret or not.

"That's right, once the five dragons die, they will indeed return to the upper heaven."

"But, even if my soul flies away, do you think anyone will care about going to heaven?!"

"They can't wait for me to do this!"

"Oh, yes!"

"Because only in this way, they will feel that the prophecy will never happen!"

Jingxuan looked at Dao Wuji who didn't care, and shook his head. Although these words were understated, it could be seen how hostile Shiyi Tiancheng was towards this different dragon.

"Brother Jing, do you want to follow me back to the world to seal the knife?! I have prepared good wine and food!"

Dao Wuji heard that he had long been used to this kind of words, anyway, once he was freed, the world would be wide open, so he let himself do what he wanted.

Then he looked at the bad friend in front of him, and extended a sincere invitation.

"No, I have something to do!"

Jingxuan quickly waved his hand and declined Dao Wuji's invitation.

"Brother Jing, I actually have a question I've been wanting to ask you for a while, and I just took advantage of the time!"

Dao Wuji looked at Jingxuan who refused his invitation, and didn't force anything.

"what is the problem?!"

Hearing this, Jingxuan raised his eyebrows as he looked at Dao Wuji with a searching expression on his face.

"Brother Jing, what kind of life do you think is the real life?"

Dao Wuji looked at Jingxuan who agreed to his request, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked a very philosophical question.

"Life?!"

"Well, I can only say that the life that suits you is the real life!"

"Whether it's poor, poor, rich, or powerful, as long as you make yourself happy!"

Hearing the words, Jingxuan thought for a moment, and then spoke his answer to Dao Wuji in front of him.

"I see……"

"Is it suitable for me..."

"Life in the heavens is nothing but endless numbness to me!"

"Life in adversity, this is the first time I feel the existence of family affection!"

"pretty good…"

Dao Wuji thought about it carefully, then got up, and left the place in the light of light.

"interesting…"

"Is the sword Wuji that won't blacken..."

"Um…"

Jingxuan looked at Dao Wuji who was leaving, and shook his head, knowing that there would be no chance for the scenes in the plot to appear.

Immediately, he took Rin and left the place directly, planning to proceed to the next game.

Meanwhile, in the wilderness...

The mysterious man who covered his face looked at the baby on the ground, thought flashed in his eyes, and then he stretched out his hand to take it away from the place.

"Um…"

At this moment, a gust of cold wind hit, and the sleeves billowed, directly shattering the palm energy hidden in it, and then looked not far away.

"Come out!"

"Smile to see the bright red dyeing the half of the mountain, chasing the wind for thousands of miles and white clouds. Xiaoyao is not a guest, and the three talents of heaven and earth are ordinary."

The poem sounded, and Fengxiu walked out slowly, looking at the mysterious person, covering his face with a feather fan, but his eyes were fixed on the baby on the ground.

Feeling the extraordinary, I knew that this was the son of the god of death mentioned by the god of death in the book.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke to the mysterious man who was quietly watching him from one side.

"This friend, for the sake of meeting by chance, can you hand over this baby to me!"

"Humph…"

Hearing the words, Wuzhuoxiang turned cold, and then took the lead in trying to snatch the baby on the ground.

"Oh, what a hassle..."

"Wu Feng Luan Chen..."

Knowing that the son of the god of death must not be lost, the master of Fengxiu dared not hold back his strength, and the maple leaves flew all over the place, covering the sky and the earth for a while.

"Dala Evil Seal..."

Seeing maple leaves all over the sky, Wu Zhuang didn't want to let such a strange child in his hands.

With cold eyes, Xie Yuan shattered, shattering the surrounding maple leaves in one fell swoop, and then attacked the leisurely Master Fengxiu with a palm.

"This breath..."

"People in Buddha Prison, could it be that they got the news and plan to use this baby to unite with the dead country!"

Master Fengxiu felt this vigor, and his heart sank for a moment. Now that the evil leader of the extermination realm is still in front of him, if the kingdom of death and the Buddhist prison are united, then the future may be scorched earth.

Thinking of this, I couldn't let go of this baby. Originally, I was trying to put this problem aside, and then the strange method started again.

"A Thousand Miles of Maple Red Nine Heavens Illusion..."

"The law of the heavens!"

"You! Damn it!"

"Desperate to death..."

Wu Zhixiang's heart sank, and he immediately mobilized the energy in his body to display his ultimate move.

A demon god suddenly appeared, and the power of darkness condensed in his hand.

"Um…"

Just when the two sides were about to meet their extreme moves, a voice of deep drinking broke into the battlefield.

"boom…"

There was a shocking explosion, and the remaining prestige swayed. The two sides slid back a few steps, and they couldn't help secretly wondering what the third person could do, and who it was.

"The world is like chess, the universe is unpredictable, and the heroes are all laughing!"

The poem sounded suddenly, and a page of the book fell on the ground. In an instant, the ground couldn't bear it, and it shattered one after another, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Such an evil atmosphere..."

"It deserves to be punished!"

"Great Brahma Sacred Palm!"

Hold the baby with one hand, and press it directly against the image of non-attachment with another palm, wanting to name it.

"you…"

Wuzhuxiang heard the words, he was shocked and angry in his heart, what happened to him, wasn't he just a little evil, why did he come up and beat himself to death.

"Too deceiving!"

With an angry shout, Yuan Gong was pushed to the peak, and he desperately resisted the falling Buddha's palm.

"Boom..."

The moment the two sides came into contact, Buddha's light burst out, and the image of non-attachment disappeared, leaving only a huge palm print.

"This……"

"Next, Master Fengxiu..."

"Senior Brahma, can you hand over this baby to me?"

Master Fengxiu looked at the Buddha Prisoner who had just disappeared. For some reason, his mouth suddenly became a little dry. After struggling for a while, he begged the menacing Buddha in front of him.

As for why he called him a senior, it was because the other party was too good at fighting and too vicious. To put it bluntly, he could only put respect first.

After all, I was still counting on relying on this baby to prevent the possibility of cooperating with the dead country.

"Why should I hand over the baby to you!"

"I'm afraid your purpose of coming here is exactly the same as the evil way just now!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, a page of the book directly left the place with the baby in the light.

"Wait a moment…"

"I...hey..."

"This is trouble!"

Master Fengxiu looked at the page of the book that he left with the baby in his arms, and he didn't dare to think of snatching it, after all, the lesson of non-persistence still exists.

Thinking of this, he could only shake his head and left this place with a headache.

On the other side, above the peak...

"Um…"

"Master Fengxiu..."

Master Fuyingzhai was standing here, scanning the farce, and he didn't really care about the death of non-attachment.

Since it has been found out that the owner of Fengxiu is the so-called Siqian, it will be easy to handle.

That's right, in his heart, he didn't really believe what Jingxuan said.

When everything has not been confirmed, I still have some scruples.

"I don't know, after such a long time, what is the situation in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison!"

"Why did you arrange for His Highness to come out!"

"My lord, what are you thinking about!"

"It's obvious that His Majesty's ability is very weak, isn't it afraid that he will have an accident in a difficult situation?!"

"Perhaps these questions will be answered when I return to the Buddha Prison."

"Leave first..."

After muttering to himself for a while, Master Fuyingzhai suppressed the doubts in his heart, intending to continue contacting Master Fengxiu, preparing to give him a hard blow when he was most careless, then turned around and left slowly here.

(End of this chapter)