Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

At the end of hell, the Tibetan king Bodhisattva stood in the air in the fire and watched the emperor leave. He had the Buddha light on his head and listened to the divine beast beside him. The flowers on the other side were wantonly open at the end of hell.

It is enchanting and shocking red like blood.

He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha..."

Then he looked at a woman in a white shirt behind him and said gently, "you and my teachers and disciples have fallen in love. Go back."

"Bodhisattva, where do you want me to go back?"

"Go where you should go and untie your heart knot."

"Yes, please follow the teachings of the Bodhisattva."

"One more thing," mused the Bodhisattva, the king of Tibet.

"Please tell the Bodhisattva."

"Someone broke through the Yin and Yang worlds without authorization, took the petals of flowers on the other side and the leaf tips of soulless grass as a guide to lure people in the human world to eat. Now more than ten souls have gone to the dead city. You have been here for thousands of years. Only you know the taste of soulless grass, find out the real murderer behind the scenes and hand it over to the people in the heaven and the underworld."

"Yes, Bingyu will live up to the trust of the Bodhisattva."

"Go..."

The voice of kindness and compassion slowly floated in this heaven and earth, and seemed to form a golden Dharma seal, which spread over the heads of those evil souls.

The evil spirits slowly lowered their heads and repented for their sins.

Princess Bingyu bent down and folded her hands. "Bingyu thanked the Bodhisattva for his teachings for thousands of years. Today, she said goodbye to the great wish of the Tibetan king Bodhisattva. There is no amitabha in the South..."

With that, she took another look at the beings in the infernal hell and walked slowly towards the entrance of the hell.

This time, she went to face what she dared not face before. Nangongli wanted her to say a word, and she also wanted nangongli to say a word. Maybe there will be no intersection from now on.

……

Qilin mountain, located in the hinterland of Taihang Mountain, was a vast ocean 600 million years ago. After the change of the earth's crust, dense forests and mountains have been formed.

There are four distinct seasons here, but summer is the shortest, which is only three months.

At this time, the temperature here is about 20 degrees lower than that in the sea market. Xia Qingluo wears the same clothes as a baby bear, sits on yunqingrang's magic weapon, and looks at the snow covered forest under her feet with interest.

And the strange peaks, straight and straight into the sky.

Moreover, the rock walls of some peaks are bare, without a tree or grass, which looks desolate.

Lin Ziao walked with nature and looked at him with some excitement. He was as happy as a chatterbox.

"Elder martial brother, can you find qingluan mountain today?"

Yunqing asked me to think a little and nodded.

"Ha, great, I really miss those martial brothers, even the baby monsters in the deep ghost abyss."

"Ha ha, Lin Ziao, you were almost bitten off a leg by a baby monster once. Did you forget?" Xia Qingluo suddenly remembered something and said with a smile.

In terms of Xia Qingluo's concept of time, she left qingluan mountain for only a few years, and for Lin Ziao, it has indeed been more than a thousand years.

He grew up in qingluan mountain, just like her and his family.

Say no, that's false.

However, in the past 1000 years, there may be some fellow disciples falling down.

After all, not everyone was so lucky as him to get the pill given by Emperor Yunzhi at the immortal cultivation conference in Tianshu mainland.

It was also the pill that made his cultivation progress into two levels, and his life was extended by a thousand years. In addition, his life was safe until today.