The Love of the Green Snake in the Other Side Pavilion

Chapter 37 Seeing the Son of Heaven

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Huai Zhen forced a smile, and said: "Master, don't be sad, your disciple is unworthy, just go ahead. As for Qingqing, don't let her think about it. If she doesn't want to go back to the demon world, please ask Master to protect her. She is just a mortal." .Master please agree."

Jikong didn't answer, his face was cold and indifferent, he was already extremely angry, angry at his own incompetence, angry at his apprentice dying in front of him but being powerless, this was the first time he yearned for great power.

"Master please agree."

Huai Zhen begged again, speaking too loudly, her necrotic body convulsed.He knows that it is the master who has no power to embarrass him, but he only believes in the master in this world, so he insists on the master's consent.

"Okay." Ji Kong replied softly, all the disciples he had been sincerely treating and cultivating with all his heart begged him so, how could he not agree.

Huaizhen was holding on with a single breath, at this moment when she heard that the grievances were over, her breath finally dissipated, her scorched body turned into flying ash in Ji Kong's arms, she couldn't hold her back, and so did the three souls and six souls.

"what."

Jikong let out a long howl, blood and tears were left in his eyes, his eyes were full of determination.

"Master." All the monster races appeared under Qingwei Mountain, and they shouted in unison.

Ji Kong stayed silent for a while, then Fang said: "Go away, I can't keep you, and Qing Ulsan can't keep you either."

Bai Yue wanted to explain: "We also don't want to, but the Demon Emperor ordered it."

"Go." Jikong shouted loudly.

Monster clansmen, look at me, I look at you, Bai Yue wanted to say something, but was dragged away, and in the end, he was the only one left in the open space.

What a Zixiao Shenlei, Heavenly Emperor, Demon Emperor, you actually let my apprentice disappear into ashes and smoke, and there will be no afterlife. I, Jikong, will never end with you in this life.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will be angry if they touch them.

They shouldn't, since the death of the master, all the brothers have fallen, he only has three brothers left, and the two disciples can still be counted as Xu Qingqing 3000 years later.He didn't care much, but they drove his apprentice out of his wits.

A trace of grief flashed across his face that had not melted for thousands of years. When he saw 36 blue relics on the ground, he thought of the Buddhist beads that Xu Qingqing used to pinch in his hands 3000 years later, and he seemed to realize something. He took out the thousand-year-old ice silk from the mustard space, Drill holes and string them together, and then go to the temple.

After he left, a bald-headed monk with a pot belly appeared, murmuring to the wine gourd in his hand, "If you hadn't left so late, maybe you can still keep these emotions and six desires, and I don't know who will bring you back." , no matter, I’m afraid it’s the way of heaven, but now that you are accepted, the poor monk can’t drink, I hope you will be more worry-free than your senior brothers in the future.”

Halfway through the journey, Jikong remembered something and turned back to Mount Qingul, where he planted a linden branch on the edge of the cliff where he always stood, and supplemented it with fairy wine fruit dew. In just a short while, it had grown to a century-old tree.

He was about to go back to call Xu Qingqing, but when he turned around, he saw Xu Qingqing standing behind her. She was pale but did not speak.

He handed over the emerald green Buddha beads made from Huaizhen's relics, looked at the bodhi tree beside him, and said calmly, "This Buddha beads are made from Huaizhen's relics, and I put the ashes in the bodhi tree."

It is often said that monks do not tell lies, but today he committed a crime, both because of Huaizhen and because of Xu Qingqing.

Xu Qingqing took the beads and was quite calm.

Jikong was a little surprised, with Xu Qingqing's current temper, he would hardly be able to say a few words after hearing this.

Xu Qingqing pulled out a bitter smile: "It's not that I've been unreasonable all the time. This matter has nothing to do with you. If you want to blame it, I should blame myself. I thought that such a situation might happen, but I just couldn't let it go. It hurt him in the end. At this point, Xu Qingqing didn't want to say any more, and knelt down on the ground, staring at the bodhi tree dully.

After standing there for a while, Ji Kong turned and left. In the dark, he felt that the time after he returned to 3000 years was coming.

He hurried back to the temple and saw a young boy in sackcloth holding a scroll of scriptures under the bodhi tree and reading a book with a smile. He stood outside the door and said, "Huaigu, it's time to leave you as a teacher."

Huaigu looked up: "Old man, you said you would never abandon me."

The sun shines through the dense leaves and casts shadows, which can't warm the strong and sad temperament around him.

Jikong pursed his lips and said: "No, Huaigu, I have to leave as a teacher. This is not abandoning you. In my lifetime, if there is a destiny, we may meet again."

Huai Gu nodded, struggling.

Ji Kong didn't pay attention, and only now did he realize that there are many things that he hasn't had time to do in the future, so he ordered one by one in an orderly manner: "If you want to be the abbot of this temple, give this temple a name, and if you don't want to, go to it." The day you want. Also, don’t embarrass the woman your senior brother brought back, she’s back, you can bring her a word, and meet Youguli again.” In the end, he still decided to keep telling the lie.

He had a splitting headache, gritted his teeth, finished the last few words, and walked away.

Huai Gu hurried out of the temple gate, even his favorite scriptures were dropped on the ground, he didn't have time to take care of them.

Surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, there were no traces of people. He sat at the door weakly, hugged himself tightly, and had no tears to shed. In the end, he was still alone. He muttered two words, Master.

Many years later, a friend asked him what he regretted most in his life.

Huaigu, who has become the lord of the Buddhist world, said lonely through Utan Qianzhong: "One afternoon, I owed a person my master. When I said it, he was no longer there."

Everyone guessed, but none of them could explain it, so later, no one could understand why Huaigu Buddha shed a tear when a layman left.

Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life.Years of joy and sorrow, wake up to know the dream.

Jikong raised his head, and there was the word Need City written on the city gate in front of him. He reached out to take it, and the little green snake appeared in his hand and automatically wrapped his wrist into a bracelet.

He only knew that he had gone back 3000 years, recalled the promise he made to the second emperor of Yan Kingdom 3000 years ago, and he figured out why Xu Qingqing became what he is now, so he decided to go to the imperial capital of Yan Kingdom.

Just as he was about to make a formula to control the wind, a man bumped into him diagonally. He looked like a small child with a delicate face. The bright yellow embroidered robe was embroidered with dragon patterns. He was originally a young emperor.

Jikong pushed him away, and was about to knead the formula again, when there was shouting and shouting not far away, the young emperor grabbed Jikong's hand: "Strong man, if you help me save the lives of those servants, I will give you countless All the glory and wealth, the status is respected."

Jikong shook his hand, but he didn't shake it off. After using [-]% of his magic power, the young emperor's hand gripped even tighter. I will save."

It is extremely concise and clear, just like Ji Kong.

The young emperor was a little taken aback, the tears in his eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye, he stood casually leaning against a tree, just now he was just acting, since he agreed, why waste his tears.

When Ji Kong saw this, he naturally understood that he was fooled, and he was not a person who cares about the baby, so he stepped forward and followed the sound through the dense forest. It's a pity that Jikong is not an ordinary person, in his eyes, he is nothing more than mediocre.

With a wave of his sleeves, the strong airflow broke the trees in front of him, and all the people who were hit by the airflow fell down.

The young emperor rushed over to the side of a man with white jade hanging on his waist, stretched out his hand to check his breath, and snorted arrogantly: "Hmph, luckily I just fainted, otherwise someone will send me back to the palace."

Jikong looked at the little green snake wrapped around his wrist very gently, but the words he uttered were chilling: "If you act like this in front of me, you won't believe that I will slap you to death."

The young emperor's eyes were bright, and he smiled frivolously and arrogantly: "I believe it, of course I believe it. It's just that I keep my promises. How often do I play tricks?" The appearance of me being like this, what can you do with me, makes people look angry.

Jikong glanced at him indifferently, turned and left, leaving a sentence floating in the air: "How can you know the greatness of the sky if you don't practice Taoism."

Standing on the same spot, the expression of the young emperor changed a few times. The frivolity and vanity faded from his immature face, and his face looked extremely serious. His calm eyes showed determination. He said, "Master, please slow down. In this case, we might as well Have an open and honest discussion."

Jikong stopped when he heard the words, turned his back and said: "No, you are wrong about one thing, and it's not that I have something to ask of you."

"You." The young emperor said in a hurried tone, his nostrils stretched out, and he was very angry, and the anger was all over the sky.

"You're still acting up to this day."

With a cold snort, he flicked the wide sleeves, and the young emperor was swept to the ground by invisible force.

The young emperor spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, but he was not annoyed, he stood up with support, lowered his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and he didn't care about the blood on his precious sleeve, and when he looked up again His face is expressionless, and his dark eyes are full of aggression. He wants to choose someone to eat, which makes people feel cold in his heart.

Jikong felt the chill coming from behind, but he was as still as a mountain, proud and grand.

"Hahahaha," the young emperor laughed loudly, howling like a desperate beast. He knelt down three times and bowed nine times, crying blood, "I beg you to help me."

"Worth it?" Ji Kong said two words lightly.

The young emperor knew that what he was asking was whether it was worthwhile for a high-ranking emperor to lower his noble head to others.

"It's worth it." The same two words have different meanings.The young emperor's lips were bloody and bloody, as if it took a lot of courage to say these two words.

Ji Kong has long seen its origin, and recalled that 3000 years ago, he kept a tentative mind, so he walked slowly, but did not go far. Because of cause and effect, cause and effect, the secrets of heaven are running, he can see it. out.

In the short time we have been together, Jikong sees that no matter how good the young emperor is at hiding, there is always a young man's unique pride hidden in his bones, that is, no matter what, he thinks that he can get this world as long as he wants it.It's just that being a monarch doesn't need such arrogance, he depends on how far the young emperor can go.He wanted to know what step the younger generation of the person he had taken a fancy to back then could do.

From this point of view, it is still good.

Compassionate, forbearing, ambitious, and benevolent to his opponents.

Ji Kong nodded in satisfaction, held the formula and left in Yufeng. (My novel "The Love of the Green Snake at the Other Side" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the top right to add friends ", search the official account "qdread" and pay attention, hurry up!)
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