Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 569

"Don't worry, it won't be too long this time, and I'll be back soon." Looking at Xiao Bajingang with a smile, Wang Mu said softly.

After finishing speaking, he turned around to leave, but suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, and he said to himself, "I almost forgot about you."

Turning around again, looking up at the center of the huge vortex surrounded by Duan Yixue and other women, Wang Mu's eyes became a little excited.

"Peach Blossom Thought." Taking a light breath, Wang Mu said every word.

"Om... Swish!" The slowly rotating huge vortex trembled slightly, and then, a brilliant streamer shot out from the center of the vortex.

It was a long sword, a gorgeous and eye-catching long sword, which meandered in the air and flew towards Wang Mu.

Wang Mu raised his hand and accurately held the long sword in his hand.

A familiar and friendly force spread into his heart, making the smile on Wang Mu's face even brighter.

"Old friend, long time no see." Looking at the long sword in his hand, Wang Mu sighed sincerely.

The long sword trembled automatically, making a cheerful buzzing sound.

The nearly two-meter-long sword is more than one palm wide. The blade is completely transparent, as if made of crystal. In the transparency, there are countless dots of colorful brilliance, and there are twelve complete pink peach blossoms on the thick sword. Flowing in the middle of the sword, like flowers flowing in the water, twelve peach blossoms are constantly flowing on both sides of the sword, sometimes jumping and sometimes swaying, like fish in a water tank.

The hilt is dark green and also translucent, surrounded by circles of wood grain, like wood and fine jade.

Looking at the long sword, Wang Mu thought of the peach blossom tree again, this sword is just like the peach blossom tree, spotless, holy and sacred, and the colorful brilliance shows its unparalleled power.

This sword was originally made from peach blossom trees.

Thinking of the scene when he forged the sword back then, Wang Mu frowned again, feeling a little depressed in his heart, and involuntarily raised his head to look at the Twelve Flower Saints who were still practicing in the air.

Some things can't be avoided after all. It's my own fault, so I have to bear the consequences of this mistake.

At the beginning, Wang Mu became a Buddha after enlightenment, because of all kinds of past events, he decided to escape into Buddhism, not to get involved in love, and he was somewhat resistant to ordinary love.

But at that time, Twelve Flower Saints had already fully developed their spiritual wisdom and had accompanied him for 3 years, so their relationship with Wang Mu was self-evident.

I don't know why, but the twelve peach blossoms born of the founding Yuanling are most interested in love. Although they don't know how to express it, the passion and obsession when the peach blossoms sway have already made Wang Mu feel ominous.

So he decided to leave, before the Twelve Flower Saints cultivated into human form.

On that day, for the first time, there was a desolate wind in the quiet world.

"Look, the petals I have fallen mean that I am very sad. Do you still want to leave? As you once said, you will never leave. Shouldn't you keep your word?"

This was what the head of the flower saint at that time, that is, Duan Yixue today, said to Wang Mu. It was the first time Wang Mu felt so sad for the holy and ethereal her. However, Wang Mu couldn't stay. He didn't understand before, but Now that his memory has recovered, he understands his original choice better.

He hates the so-called love, two people, hypocrisy each other, act on each other, use each other, until there is no use value, then go their separate ways, and even turn against each other...

The Twelve Flower Saints are so pure and simple, but the so-called love is so complicated and changeable, Wang Mu doesn't want them to be contaminated, let alone get hurt by it.

Even if they want to have, they should have the most perfect, everything should be the most perfect.

It's just that Hua Buddha didn't understand at that time, and those with shortcomings are more perfect.

The rest of the flower sages also tried to persuade each other, the swaying petals, the trembling leaves, making a swishing sound, anxious and sad, like Hongluan's heartbeat, as if he was about to blurt out the word love.

The peach blossom tree actually shed transparent juice, like the tears of a big tree.

Wang Mu almost couldn't bear to stay, but he still held back after all, not because he was heartless, but because he didn't want to be tempted again.

The previous experience has made him powerless, otherwise he would not have escaped into Buddhism and cut off the so-called love.

The thoughts of peach blossoms flickered in his hands, and he seemed to understand Wang Mu's thoughts. The gentleness of the colorful brilliance was filled with a touch of melancholy, illuminating the same contradictions on Wang Mu's handsome face.

Even thinking about it now, Wang Mu couldn't let it go.

How can you pick it up easily when you put it down cleanly?Even if it is ruthless.

Later, Wang Mu cast the petals from the Twelve Flower Saints and the sap from the big tree, together with some sapphire-like bark from the peach blossom tree, to make this long sword.

The head of the flower sage named the sword Taohua Nian. She said that she was afraid that Wang Mu would forget them. She also said that she would go to him when she cultivated the human form. If the cloud-like peach blossom was already in the human form, Wang Mu thought, she must be crying.

Sometimes it is so helpless, obviously can't bear it, but still cruel.

Wang Mu didn't respond. After standing for a long time under the peach blossom tree with his head bowed in his ragged white clothes, he suddenly swung his long sword and created a set of martial arts, incorporating all kinds of 3-year-old martial arts into this martial skill.

"What a beautiful sword technique." All the flower saints thought so.

"Choose a name, this sword technique is a gift from the poor monk." Wang Mu didn't dare to raise his head.

"Then... let's call it Peach Blossom Man." The head of the flower sage said, smiling bleakly, "The first trick is called Huaqing, the second trick is called Flower Companion Hollow Heart, the third trick is called Red Luan Moving, and the fourth trick It's called Luohuayu... Hehe, the artistic conception of this sword technique is much more perfect than ours."

At that time, Wang Mu didn't dare to listen any more, turned around and left.

"It's my fault." In the cave, looking at the Twelve Flower Saints, Wang Mu smiled gently, his eyes still calm, "What I owe, the poor monk will pay it back even if it is lost forever."

After speaking, he put away his peach blossom thoughts, and his figure sank into the void.

"Sisters, don't blame Big Brother." Glancing at the void where Wang Mu disappeared, Little Eight King Kong looked up at the cultivating Twelve Flower Saint again, and said in a thick and honest voice: "I have been in the soul prisoner hell all these years. , The Ksitigarbha King once told me that my elder brother was in a love calamity back then, he was harmed by that god, and his heart demon took root, that's why he became so strange."

After leaving the seal, Wang Mu went straight to the heaven.

People in Heaven are still in panic, and Wang Mu is still going to be destroyed, but how to do so is a big problem.

Today's Wang Mu is obviously not what it used to be. He can be resurrected from the dead if his soul is scattered, which scares a person to death.Naturally, this kind of monster must be treated with caution, and it is absolutely impossible to give the other party a chance to revive.

But the problem is that Tianting seems to have no such ability at present, they even dare to break into Biyou Palace and Jiyang Palace.

The Buddha of the Western Heaven also invited, but the Buddha said that because Hua Buddha is a member of the Buddhist sect, the Buddhist sect made a promise tens of thousands of years ago that he would not interfere in the matter of Hua Buddha. Sample.

The Jade Emperor also let go, saying that the Heavenly Court could issue an authoritative statement to disassociate Hua Buddha's sins that caused people's misery back then from Buddhism, but the Buddha still refused to agree, saying how Buddhist disciples could go through the back door, which is not kind.

The Jade Emperor can't do anything about it. In fact, the gods of heaven have already thought of this result. After all, Hua Buddha is a disciple of Buddhism, and the Western Buddha can be regarded as a sage of heaven. .

As for the Taishang Laojun and other heavenly saints, they even ignore the world.

After a rigorous discussion, in the end, the Heavenly Court can only unite all the masters of the Four Heavenly Courts, including the Sifang Heavenly Emperor, to deal with Wang Mu in the same way as before. In addition, they also pinned their hopes on the Heavenly Dao Saint Master Tongtian, as well as Shen Tu and Yu Yu. Build two ancient great witches.

After all, Wang Mu broke into Jiyang Palace and Biyou Palace. Although Jiyang Palace and Biyou Palace may not know that it is Wang Mu, the Heavenly Court already knows. As long as the news is notified to Tongtian Sect Master and the two Palace Masters, I believe They will not let Wang Mu go.

Thinking about it this way, the chances of winning are quite high. The strength of the sage of heaven and the two great witches can change the day.

Just when the Heavenly Court dispatched troops and generals, Wang Mu had already ascended to the 33rd heaven.

The chaotic misty body, which is integrated with everything in the world, can appear in any place anytime, anywhere!
33 In the Chongtian Tushita Palace, Laojun still hasn't come back, and there are only two fairy boys guarding it.

The two fairies were very depressed. The last time Wang Mu snatched many pills, the Heavenly Court naturally punished the two for being unfit for guarding. They were very depressed. Even 10,000+ Heavenly Soldiers in the Heavenly Court could not stop that kind of monster. Blame them two little fairies child?It's so unfair.

"I don't know when the old gentleman will come back."

"I guess it won't be soon."

The two fairies sat opposite each other in front of the alchemy stove, talking without saying a word. On the ground between the two of them, there were six or seven large and small jade bottles. The jade bottles were crystal clear and exuded bursts of medicinal fragrance.

"That's all that's left of the elixir, how can Lao Jun explain it when he comes back?" a fairy boy said.

"How do I know how to explain it? I have already been scolded by the Jade Emperor, and I will probably be punished when I come back."

"And the punishment must be heavier than that of the Jade Emperor."

"How to do it?"

"Or, let's run away."

"where to?"

"The Three Realms and Nine Regions are so big, you can go anywhere you want, and come back when Laojun's anger is gone."

"It makes sense. By the way, I can go out and play."

As they spoke, their eyes lit up.

At this moment, a trace of the same momentum rushed towards the face, making the hairs of the two of them stand up, and they hurriedly turned to look at the door.

(End of this chapter)