Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1405 I owe you too much.

Immortal cultivators are at best half-immortals, they will live longer than ordinary people, but they will eventually die, so those cultivators will cherish their own life, and no one has ever dared to do anything to waste their lifespan.

Of course, among them, there are quite a few people with evil intentions. When they learned that the Buddha spirit had fallen, they had the heart of a devil, thinking that they would be able to avoid the punishment of heaven.

They don't know that even if the Buddha Spirit is not there and the power of the Heavenly Dao is weakened, when the Heavenly Dao wakes up in the future, it will send down divine punishment one by one, and will never let go of any ghosts and sprites.

The Buddha spirit is equivalent to the interdependence of the Heavenly Dao. When she falls, the power of the Heavenly Dao will not be as strong as she was when she was there. That's why Hideo Abe has the courage to make a deal with the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, he would have been struck to death by lightning.

The saints of the Yiling clan are appointed by the heavens, they are oracles, and they can live to at least a thousand years old. Sang Ling is only more than 300 years old this year, so she will not be punished by heaven normally, and her lifespan will not be lost too much suddenly.

No matter what, she will live until the Buddha spirit returns.

At that time, she will have to rely on the Buddha spirit.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered you."

Fu Yuejun looked at Sang Ling guiltily, his face was very pale, and his voice was hoarse: "I have lived to this age, and I thought I could pay off my debts, but unexpectedly, I owe more and more."

She just started paying back what she owed Jin Tingxiao back then.

As for what Yun Xiao owed, she was working hard to repay it.

Now that there is another Sang Ling, how should she return her?
Sang Ling's face was calm, and she smiled sweetly: "There is nothing to be owed or owed. A person's life is a journey of practice. Our encounter is just a combination of the law of cause and effect in the three realms."

Falling into the mortal world is just a catastrophe for the Buddha spirit.

One day, this woman will ride the wind and go back to the place where she truly belongs. At that time, she will be a god with immeasurable merit, and the karma left behind will universalize all living beings.

She will also receive grace for her compassion.

Fu Yuejun stopped talking, and the girl lowered her eyes. Under the faint moonlight, her face was pale, with no trace of blood visible, and countless unbearable pain flashed between her brows.

Even though Sang Ling spoke so calmly, it was still difficult for Fu Yuejun to find out the truth.

Because she is a human being now, a mortal, she will be controlled by the seven emotions and six desires, and it is difficult to truly explore the avenue of heaven and earth contained in it.

In this world, there are countless hermit cultivators, but how many of them can ascend to the Heavenly Palace in the end?

It's not all because they can cultivate the path of immortality and immortality, but they can't break the heart that has been contaminated by the world of mortals, and it is difficult to cultivate the heart to be ruthless and desireless.

33 Above the heavens, there are eight thousand gods.

They are born without lust, and they all practice the path of ruthlessness and the path of emperors.

If they are put into the human world, who can guarantee that they will still be the same gods after they return?
This is the case with the Buddha Spirit High Priest who is the head of the gods, let alone other gods.

The three continued on their way, and finally stopped at a mountain depression. Sang Ling said a little excitedly: "The compass has responded, and there is a smell of my blood here."

Because she used her own blood to renew Yun Xiao's life, Yun Xiao had the blood left by her, which was sensed by the compass.

"Why is there a thatched cottage here?"

Fu Yuejun saw that in the narrow valley, there was a simple thatched hut, with a little fire in the night, which should be the only two lights in this area for several miles.

(End of this chapter)