What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

I had a fever all day yesterday and was resting in bed, so I didn't update, I'm really sorry.

682. I Have Some Thoughts About Xitu

The West is different from the North.

Compared with Beiyuan, who seems to be inherently hostile to Dalie, Xitu is more inclined to "you walk your Yangguan way, and I cross my single-plank bridge".

The internal forces in Xitu hardly have conflicts or connections with the outside world. Even if they really want to have relations with the outside world, it is the Xitu people who come out of Xitu by themselves.

This is also different from Qianhuahai.

Most of the time, other sect forces go to Qianhuahai to seek medically skilled people to heal the elders of the clan.

The monks in the western lands often give advice to the world when they are traveling abroad, hence the name.

Although many clan forces went to the Western Land in order to obtain enlightenment, they were all rejected without exception.

The reason is simple and easy to understand.

"Fate has not yet come."

Western monks are most concerned about fate and cause and effect. If fate has not arrived, forcing cause and effect will only lead to chaos.

Therefore, those who took the initiative to come to the door were all utilitarian and wanted to ask for advice from the old abbot in the temple, but they would only be turned away in the end.

Of course, there are also those who are desperate and want to rush in, so there is no need to say much about their final fate.

So, are there only monk temples in the West?

Not really.

Although the original Western Pure Land was the place where monks and Buddhas resided, other sects and sects were not rare.

Ordinary clan forces and some scattered villages and small cities are also an important part of Xitu.

At that time, the western land was rich and green, the forests were dyed, and the green mountains and green lakes were connected. It was a refreshing sight to look around, not to mention the grand occasion of a hundred beasts contending and abundant aura.

Xitian Pure Land used to be called Xitianyuan, and it was also the land with the most nicknames in the entire Tianxuan Continent.

Da Lie and Li Huo are naturally envious of such a yearning place.

It's just that there was a Western Buddha sitting in command at that time, and Dalie and Lihuo were in mutual restraint, so it was really difficult to take action against Xitu.

until later.

Natural disasters change.

In just three days, the pure land of the Western Heaven, which is rich in aura and rich in resources, turned into a desert, and the spiritual plants that had grown for hundreds or even thousands of years turned into dry waste wood, and a large number of corpses of spirit beasts turned into one after another as if they were sucked dry. charcoal corpse.

It seems that the sky has sent down anger and burned this gorgeous land.

As a result, most of the sect forces had to choose to move out of the Western Land. The Western Land, which was originally very suitable for cultivation, has been squeezed to a very small extent, and its resources have been plundered. Outside of power, most people know what to do.

The Western Lands became the Western Desert.

Unlike the "majority" forces, the Buddhas in Ximo did not intend to withdraw.

They chose to stay in the Western Desert, although this place is no longer suitable for cultivation, they still uphold the belief of staying here and never leaving.

They are no longer ordinary monks, but their purpose is to stay in the West Desert, let the wind and the sun shine, and control the pain...

They are ascetics.

……

"Ximo... what is it?"

Xiao Ruyue lay obediently in Chen Anning's arms, and raised her head in confusion.

The child grew up in Hundred Flowers City, and has never seen what a desert looks like.

Chen Anning patiently explained: "It is a place completely covered by sand, where no grass grows, and it is difficult for ordinary people to survive."

"In short, it's a very uncomfortable place."

Chen Ruyue nodded with a vague understanding, and then seemed to have some thoughts: "It must be very hot there, right?"

Chen Anning was slightly startled: "That's true, how did you know?"

Chen Ruyue blinked: "Because Daddy said it's very uncomfortable there, it's hot... so it's very uncomfortable."

Speaking of which, this girl is afraid of heat but not cold.

If you don't pay attention, you will definitely see the quilt being kicked somewhere by her when you wake up the next day.

Three-year-old Chen Ruyue, if she didn't control her leg strength, Chen Aning would choke for a long time.

The ancient sage Destiny, who was only three years old, already had such a terrifying tendency.

Chen Anning touched the little girl's head, and continued: "Western desert has long days and short nights, and it is extremely hot. It is almost the complete opposite of the cold northern plains. Both are not places that can be easily entered. I just want to survive in the western desert." , it is already considered a problem.”

Chen Ruyue tilted her head and thought for a while: "Then...why do those ascetic monks still stay in the West Desert?"

"It's about their beliefs."

Although Chen Anning had never been to West Desert, Xiaotian was able to help him understand most of the history of West Desert.

He explained unhurriedly: "Ascetic monks believe that the suffering of all things in the world is endless, and the sudden desertification is God's experience of the world. As long as they bear enough pain, they can relieve the suffering of others. A little bit, and can complete this experience.”

……

After thinking hard for a few breaths, Chen Ruyue pouted and shook her head: "I don't quite understand."

Thinking about it, if a little girl who is only three years old can understand such a complicated truth... Chen Anning would wonder if her daughter has also traveled through time.

He smiled and rubbed Chen Ruyue's tender little face, "Okay, the bedtime story is over, shouldn't our little Ruyue go to bed?"

"Um……"

Chen Ruyue opened her watery eyes, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in those eyes, which seemed to be carved out of the same mold as her mother's.

She struggled twice in Chen Anning's arms, pouted: "But I don't think this story sounds good..."

Sensing that her girl was trying to play tricks, Chen Anning smiled wryly: "Then what story do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear the story about the general's grave last time!"

When Chen Ruyue mentioned this, her eyes lit up: "What happened to the people inside? Has that bad dean been defeated?"

The corner of Chen Anning's mouth twitched. If he had known this, he would not have told the story he had experienced back then.

Of course, he substituted a few pseudonyms for himself and others.

Therefore, for Xiao Ruyue, it was just a different story that Chen Anning made up at will, and happened in a different world.

Originally, Chen Anning planned to slap Little Ruyue on the ass and tell her to go to sleep quickly.

However, Chen Ruyue was so cunning, those eyes that were really as enchanting as the bright moon stared closely at Chen Anning.

The more she looked at it, the more she felt that Chen Anning's eyes were exactly the same as her mother's.

It was as if at this moment, not only Chen Ruyue was staring at her, but Xiao Nianqing was also staring at him with pleading eyes.

Damn, who can stand this?

It is said that a hero is sad for a beauty, and Chen Anning is enough to support Xiao Nianqing, but now there is another little beauty, Chen Ruyue.

These two girls are simply Chen Anning's natural nemesis.

"Ugh."

After sighing helplessly, Chen Anning could only continue to tell Xiao Ruyue the story that happened that year.

……

……

When the stars will rest and the evening wind blows the willows.

The nightingale stands on the tiles of the house, singing twice along the moonlight, bringing some coolness to the lonely night.

Chen Anning pushed the door out, then turned around and closed the door carefully, trying not to make too much noise.

Just as the door was seamed together, the woman waiting outside said, "It took a long time?"

Chen Anning said helplessly: "This girl is pestering me, asking me to tell another story, I can't do anything with her."

Xiao Nianqing smiled slightly: "If I had known this, why not let me go."

Just now Chen Anning gave Chen Ruyue an excuse that Xiao Nianqing was going to the textile shop to get an account book.

In fact, it was our Emperor Xiao who arranged the next itinerary in advance.

Chen Anning glanced at his daughter-in-law: "You don't look like someone who can tell stories."

Xiao Nian said indifferently: "It's better than someone who directly tells the past as a story."

Having said that, she still didn't forget to ask: "Aren't you afraid that Xiao Ruyue will hear something wrong in the future?"

Old Chen was at a loss for words.

He's not really a storyteller.

If it wasn't for Chen Ruyue, he wouldn't be forced to make up his past experiences into stories.

"At least I used a pseudonym, so there should be no problem."

Xiao Nianqing raised her eyebrows curiously: "What pseudonym?"

Chen Anning pointed to herself: "Li Lei."

Then he pointed to Xiao Nianqing: "Han Meimei."

Xiao Nianqing: "..."

She was a little surprised.

The alias my husband took actually seemed like that.

It's just that she instinctively thought that there must be some deep meaning in these two names.

Xiao Nianqing didn't think of a reason, simply shook her head, and continued to ask: "Then where did you talk?"

Chen Anning replied: "The general is buried."

Xiao Nianqing thought for a while: "So you didn't tell me from the very beginning."