I Am Immortal

  Chapter 252 Hearing the Sufferers of the Four Noble Truths

Accompanied by Lu Chunyang's movements, everyone's eyes fell on the fortune teller. He was so frightened that he didn't even swallow the meat, and almost choked to death. Then he got up suddenly and shouted: "What is me? be opposed to!"

   "You want me to die!"

   "Hahaha, with me here, and your old friend, your strategy and calmness, how could something happen?"

  The fortune teller almost jumped up: "Fuck!"

   "You mistook a person, ah no, did you mistook a beast?"

   "Strategy?"

   "I don't have that thing!"

"calm?"

   "Who the **** can calm down!"

  Lu Chunyang laughed while drinking, and said: "Anyway, old friend, you will understand me in the future, now."

   "Anyway, you have forgotten about me, so I don't have to stress about our friendship, so come here for the poor."

He stretched out his hand, swept the sleeve robe, and used the method of the universe in his sleeve to pull the fortune teller over, but in an instant, a terrifying murderous intent locked Lu Chunyang directly, and the next moment, the Taoist's sleeve robe directly It shattered into powder, and a fist moved forward calmly. The terrifying oppression seemed to freeze the void, and then shattered layer by layer.

  Lu Chunyang retreated instinctively, raised the sword in his hand, resisted the punch abruptly, and his complexion changed suddenly.

He stepped back a few steps back, his face was pale, the smoke dispersed, and the emaciated monk stood in front of the fortune teller, and with one punch, he pushed back the Chunyang Sword Immortal who had been famous for thousands of years, his eyes were peaceful , but seemed to have endless majestic and turbulent murderous intentions, and was suppressed by the whole body of meditation to maintain peace, saying:

   "He said he wouldn't go."

   "Chunyang Sword Immortal, can't you hear me?"

Lu Chunyang smiled freely and looked at his right hand. The huge force that seemed to be roaring like a dragon and elephant made his wrist still hurt sharply, as if his soul was about to be injured. It can be seen from the terrifying cultivation of the monk in front of him, and said: " Master, this is..."

  The monk said calmly: "The Sword Immortal knows that it is the sacred place of the Blue Lion."

"Know."

  The monk said again: "Then you know, sneaking in there secretly is a narrow escape."

   Lu Chunyang looked at the monk in front of him and said, "I know."

The monk put his hands together and asked calmly: "So, your lineage is to save others, to be generous to others, to disregard the safety of others, and even force others to risk their lives for the whereabouts of your brother, right? ? Your senior brother is in danger, but the rest of you are not in danger if your life is in danger."

   "Even if you don't want to go, you don't hesitate to make a move and force him to go."

"Yeah?"

  “It’s a good one to sacrifice others for oneself, and a good one to be generous to others.”

   "What a Taoist disciple!"

"It's because you are so willful and self-willed, and everything is selfish. To put it nicely, you are indulgent, and to put it badly, you are extremely selfish. Thousands of years ago, you even interfered with the lives of others for your own affection. From the beginning to the end, it has not changed. It seems to be carefree, but in fact it has become paranoid, and it was not in the eyes of the Taoist ancestor."

   "That's when I fell to the realm, lost the position of immortal, and was scattered and thrown into the realm."

  ! !

  Lu Chunyang's eyes narrowed, staring at the monk in front of him. The latter had a sad and peaceful face, and said:

   "He has heard that fellow Taoist Qi Wuhuo is fine."

  "Since you trust his power, why don't you believe what he hears?"

   "Do you want to meet Qi Wuhuo, or that Siyou girl?"

  Lu Chunyang pressed his sword, and said with a lazy smile: "That is a talented senior brother whom I have never met before."

   "Of course I went to see Miss Siyou first, and then I went to see how my brother is doing."

   "The words of the Great Monk are vicious."

"It seems to have lost the original heart of Buddhism, but remember, don't be affected by the interference of the demonic thoughts you suppressed. If something happens to your foundation, it will be more terrifying than ten thousand ordinary demons. and tricky…”

  The monk froze for a moment, then frowned, sighed, saluted slightly, and said, "The poor monk just lost his word."

   "Sword Immortal forgives sins."

Lu Chunyang waved his hand and said: "You are right. I have been sitting for a thousand years, trying to restrain my character, but I can't control it. If someone tells the leak of my character, if I am still angry, Doesn’t that mean that there are more problems above the Dao Heart? Hahahaha But, I’m afraid my character won’t be able to break through this step.”

   "It's so difficult to be free and easy, and only think about yourself..."

   "It's better to be a land fairy, and you can be considered happy."

  Lv Chunyang looked at the great monk, then at the fortune teller, and said, "Forget it, old friend, you hide really deep..."

   "In this way, you draw the road and trajectory to the Qingshi tribe, and I will go by myself."

  Su You showed gratitude.

   "Thank you Sword Immortal."

   "After this is done, there will be a gift of thanks from Qinyin Pavilion."

   It is of course dangerous to go to the Blue Lion Great Sage to investigate the situation.

   Lu Chunyang smiled freely and said, "Thank you for the gift? Okay."

   "Then, please sing and dance for me then."

   "It's okay, after all, it's really not beautiful for a beauty like you to look miserable these days."

  Su You was stunned, and then seemed helpless and dumbfounded.

   "As expected of this pure-yang man with a flirtatious mouth."

   "At this time, I don't forget to tease the girl."

   "It's just that the means are not good."

The fortune-teller sighed, slipped behind the monk, patted the monk on the shoulder, and said, "However, I never thought that you, the monk, would be willing to stand up for me after seven or eight years of arresting me. I am really very sorry." Thank you, thank you very much."

  The monk glanced at him.

The fortune teller froze, and 'heard' the mad roaring murderous intent inside the monk's body, madness, demonic thoughts, as Emperor Donghua's breakthrough, Jidu Luohu's ritual of proving the Tao, Zhongzhou's murderous intent and pure demonic thoughts were extremely terrifying , and even carried a little bit of magic left over from the failure of the 3,600-year-old formation in the Heavenly Court.

  The monk suppressed the demonic thoughts of Zhongzhou Fucheng as the core with his own power, and he is fighting against it every moment at this moment.

  Compared to the restlessness of the past, the mood at this moment is extremely easy to fluctuate.

Once there are ups and downs in emotions, emotions such as anger and murder appear, it is difficult for the Buddhist thoughts in the body to suppress the evil thoughts, and only this monk, who has practiced all the Buddhist teachings in the world, can suppress this terrifying power, which is equivalent to Turned his own soul into rituals to suppress the demons.

   "Okay, okay, I won't move you, I won't move you..."

  The fortune teller was stiff and retreated step by step.

The monk put his hands together and said: "'He' once gave me a great favor, I want to protect your life, and I can't let you go to those three realms, and, before you do anything, bring you back there, There is no conflict between me saving you from Lu Chunyang and bringing you back."

  Mr. Huiyi only had a wry smile left.

  The monk and Lu Chunyang did not deal with each other, but it did not prevent the monk from planning to drag him back to confinement.

  Why both sides are unlucky.

The monk exhaled slowly, got up and apologized, and walked back to the quiet room step by step. After the monk's door was closed, Su You was slightly relieved, with cold sweat dripping from his smooth forehead, and said: "That master , such a murderous intent, such a great Buddha-nature."

  Mr. Huiyi sighed: "He...he didn't intend to come here."

   "He knew his situation. He was planning to wait to die in the ruins of Jinzhou Miaofatian Ci'en Temple, but I forcibly pulled him out."

  Su Youdao: "Miaofatian Ci'en Temple?"

  Mr. Huiyi looked at the room where the monk was, and said, "Yes."

"During the disaster in Jinzhou, the whole temple was destroyed. In order to help the people resist the demons, even the relics of the ancestors and the Buddha statues that had enjoyed incense for thousands of years were smashed. In the end, there were more than 3,600 monks in the Buddhist Ci'en Temple. , the oldest was three hundred and thirty-one years old, and the youngest was six years old, all of them died."

   "The monk intends to restrain the names of these people and the remaining Buddhist classics at the end of his life."

   "I hope that the things of that year will at least not be drowned in dust."

  Lu Chunyang raised his eyes slightly, and said, "It turned out to be him."

Seeing Su You, the frivolous Taoist frowned slightly, and said: "The current emperor, the second prince blocked the way and prevented the people from coming out. I made a sword, killed the big monster, split the city wall, and then fought with a I have seen the appearance of this monk in the more than 700 miles of the battle between the famous monster clan."

  Su You hesitated for a while, and said, "Is it the Great Sage of the Blue Lion..."

  Lu Chunyang shook his head and said, "No."

   "There are records in the Mingzhen Dao League that there are three demon clans in total, at least three."

   "I just don't know whether the Green Lion is one of them, or all three are under his control. It's just that if he made a move himself, the monk and I would definitely not be spared."

   Words appeared in the fortune teller's heart.

  The clan of blue lions, stepping on the avenue, pointing their swords at the sky.

  The other two monster clans, one is the [Human Face] clan of monsters that the Dragon Emperor wiped out for the human race.

  The lineage is the [Pengniao] lineage that had a great hatred with the human race and the dragon race. The ancestor was killed by the Emperor with an arrow eight thousand years ago.

Um? ?

  Wait, how do I know this?

  The fortune teller was very suspicious, and then he was a little surprised. Could it be that I really sealed the memory?

   Impossible, this is impossible.

Mr. Huiyi threw the memory of the stomachache out of his mind, and he was shocked after eating the big roasted chicken drumsticks with red lipstick. After getting the file map he wrote, Lu Chunyang left quickly. Before leaving, he was free and easy. He waved his hand to the fox beauty behind him, with a free and easy smile.

   As for the little peacock who wanted to go there together, Lu Chunyang flatly refused.

   sent back to Qi Wuhuo's house.

   "Little guy, your strength is too weak. If you pass like this, it won't work."

   "Still too far away."

   "Hahaha, let's talk about this matter after your cultivation has improved to five or six realms."

  The little peacock failed to resist.

  Su You looked at the direction he was going away with some concern, with a complicated expression, hoping that Senior Siyou would be safe and sound.

  Mr. Huiyi was puzzled, his brows were still frowning.

  He gradually found something strange.

  Why would I know what happened back then? But in the memory, there is no sign of being sealed at all.

   Wait a minute, according to my own personality, when I find something wrong here, I should be happy.

  Why did you bring this great monk who could explode at any time, and go wrong at any time, to this place where he might be stimulated by recalling the person who died at any time?

  The fortune teller's expression froze slightly.

   found a faint mist covering it.

   Who designed me?

   No, I have to figure out this matter, break the self-blockade of 'can't do this', and do the opposite.

   I have to go and find that kid Qi Wuhuo with Lu Chunyang.

At this time, the inside of the room suddenly became a little gloomy and cold. Everything was originally in a balance of yin and yang, but at this moment, the yin qi was soaring. Mr. Huiyi's sleeve robe was slightly bulging. He was a short and fat man with a tall black hat on his head, but an extremely calm and sharp demeanor.

  Mr. Huiyi's voice came from between his teeth.

   "Black impermanence..."

  In the house, the sound of monks knocking wooden fish is clear and rhythmic.

  Among the yin gods, Hei Wuchang, the peak of the earth immortal and the head of the top ten yin commanders, spoke indifferently and peacefully:

   "It's time to go back."

   "【Listen】."

  PS:

  Mingzhen Daomeng, the three demon clans are in Chapter 115 of the first volume

  (end of this chapter)