Xianmen apprentices grow up

Chapter 161 My name is Qianyin

Chonghua said: "I don't know if there is an old man named 'Prajna' in the demon world?"

As soon as these words came out, Hua Xiangrong's face suddenly changed.Chonghua hurriedly asked: "Where is he? Can you take me to visit?"

Hua Xiangrong coughed: "If you find my master, it will be easier to talk. Wait a moment, I will go ask the old man for instructions, and see if he is willing to see you."

As he spoke, he suddenly disappeared.After a cup of tea, he suddenly returned to the original place.

It's just that at this time, he looked at Chonghua with a weird look: "The old man invites you to go over."

Bitan light waves, small boats sailing.The pool water is clear, reflecting the full moon.

The shore is green and grassy, ​​and the flowers are beautiful.Flowers and plants covered a mile of dust.The flower color is light purple, with divine light flowing.

An old man was sleeping on the bank with his arms folded, and three or two little foxes surrounded his feet.

There is a gentle wind blowing, wrinkling a pool of clear water, teasing the clothes of the old man.

When Chonghua walked into the mountain stream, he saw a peaceful scene.It's like a paradise, peaceful and happy.

The old man has sparse hair and beard, and is wearing an old Tibetan robe. At first glance, he looks like an old man fishing in the human world.

Chonghua was about to step into the path among flowers, the old man seemed to be aware of it, and before turning his head, he said: "Yes, Chonghua?"

Chonghua made a bow with both hands: "It's the junior. Excuse me, are you senior Prajna?"

The old man Banruo opened his cloudy eyes, glanced at him lightly, and asked, "Did that kid Pluto call you here?"

"Exactly."

"Humph."

Chonghua only heard the cold snort coming from far and near, and suddenly a gust of cold wind hit his face, he hurriedly backed away, but Banruo chased after him with one hand behind him.

Once advancing and retreating, Chonghua retreated to the side of the tree, stopped Prajna's offensive, and frowned slightly: "Senior, what is the meaning of this?"

"Hmph, teach me a lesson for my little master!"

After all, with a wave of his palm, it was so easy to push Chonghua back a few feet!

Chonghua bumped into a short mountain in the distance, and suddenly saw stone chips flying!
Seeing blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, Banruo was still puzzled, snorted coldly, and was about to strike again, but seemed to remember something, waved his sleeves angrily, and sat back on the shore again.Weng Liweng said: "Although everything is the little master Qianyin's obsession, but you are too ruthless. If you don't dig out her heart of gods and demons, maybe she will be reborn and not be killed innocently! On the stage of killing the gods , when you killed her, you were really merciless!"

When mentioning Qianyin, Chonghua couldn't help being silent.

Seeing his silence, Banruo hummed a few more times, waved the fox away from her feet, raised her eyelids, and asked, "So far, have you ever regretted killing her?"

Chonghua replied: "I have never regretted it."

"I don't think so?"

Prajna suddenly approached, grabbed Chonghua's wrist, and dragged him into the center of the pool.

Chonghua's pale face was reflected on the water, and the immortal seal between his brows seemed to be black.

The old man Prajna said: "If you don't regret it, why did you have a demon?" Pointing to the pool of water, he sighed and said, "This pool is transformed by the Prajna mirror. In this mirror, you can see your past and present lives." Looking at Chonghua: "What do you want to know when you come here this time?"

Chonghua stared at himself in the water quietly, and said indifferently: "I want to know, what happened to me 6000 years ago that Pluto said, and what people I have seen that I don't remember."

"Let me show you my little master's life! From her place, you will know exactly what you did 6000 years ago." Banruo sighed, and slowly rose into the air, reciting the words of taboo. Difficult incantations, complicated and weird seals on both hands.

"As the servant of God, I summon the mirror spirit! Qi!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw that the entire surface of the water slowly condensed into ice, and the huge pool turned into an ancient mirror in the blink of an eye!
The pool water becomes a mirror, the sky in the mirror is just right, the clouds are floating, and the spring is full of joy.

The remote small village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, where men farm and weave, and children play.

In a farmhouse, a young couple is teasing a baby in the cradle, a family of three, happy and harmonious.

On the window sill, there was a girl in purple lying on her stomach.

Seeing this girl, Chong Huazuo's figure flickered, and he was able to stabilize his figure, but he was shocked by the next scene and his whole body froze!
Dark clouds billowed outside the window, and rain fell suddenly.The young woman said 'it's raining' and pushed her husband to close the window.

The girl on the window looked blankly at the young man approaching, stretched out her hand to close the window, the window penetrated the girl's body without hindrance, and closed tightly.

He didn't see the girl on the window!
Chonghua was shocked: "How could this be?"

Prajna said: "That should be when the little master Qianyin first came to the world, she knew nothing about this world. Although she is cursed, she has experienced life and death pain like ordinary people, but she will never be seen by the world. "

As if to answer the words of Prajna, the scene suddenly changed and turned into a lively market.

Little Qianyin was still that small, but her face looked extremely weak.

She fell in the middle of the road, and was about to get up but fell heavily again.She stretched out her hand, longing for someone to help her, but the crowd was rushing one after another, stepping on her body again and again and leaving.

No one saw that helpless child in the middle of the road, her star-like eyes dimmed gradually until she died silently, and finally her body turned into a trace of smoke and dissipated in the air.

Chonghua seems to be placed in a mirror, as if standing beside her, seeing her go through thousands of years, carrying the memory of life after life in a lonely cycle of life and death.Those black eyes that were at first dazed gradually became desolate.No one saw her sick, no one knew she died.

She has walked through thousands of towns, mountains and forests, experienced the rise and fall of countries generation after generation, and the changes of the world are like rushing rivers beside her. She has walked step by step, year after year, life after life!
She was finally tired.

Tired, she doesn't want to be alone in a world that only has her.

From then on, where she was born, she will die there, she will not groan or mourn when she is sick, and wait numbly for the years to fade away...

Time flies, I don't know how old it is. On that day, she was dying of illness and didn't bother to move any more. She lay down beside a small stream and waited for death to come.

Suddenly a voice said to her, "Are you sick?"

She had never talked to anyone in her life.When this voice came, she also regarded it as a breeze in her ears.

But the voice was very stubborn, and asked again: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? I heard that ordinary people need to see a doctor when they get sick. Why are you lying by the stream?"

She finally realized that this man was really talking to her.

At this time, she was just an 11-year-old child.And the person who spoke to her for the first time was a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The young man was very handsome, his face was as white and transparent as ice crystals, his eyebrows were picturesque, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

Wearing a snow suit and wearing a jade crown to tie her hair, she looks like a fairy in a painting, with a fairy spirit.

Seeing her staring at him obsessively, the young man's cold face softened a little, and he smiled slightly: "My name is Chonghua, what's your name?"

"Thousands of voices."

She spoke in a very low voice, but the boy Chonghua didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "What?"

"Qianyin! Qianyin! My name is Qianyin! My name is Qianyin!" She repeated her name, stared blankly at him, and burst into tears.

The young Chonghua was at a loss, and wiped her tears clumsily. After she stopped crying, he asked, "Why are you here alone? Where are your relatives?"

A crisp voice came over at this time: "Chonghua Chonghua! Who are you talking to?"

The girl's skirt fluttered and her face was beautiful.

It's just thinking about it when you are young!
Outside the mirror, Zhonghua stood in the air, his whole body stiffened, all the blood on his face was gone, and his frosty expression finally cracked! 6000 years ago, he did travel through the Six Realms with Wusi, and also went to the Human Realm, but...

He murmured: "I, have I ever met Qianyin?"

The old man Prajna at the side let out a long sigh.

In the mirror, since the boy Chonghua rescued her, no matter where she went, she followed suit.

(End of this chapter)