Zongman: My Junior Sister is Kikyo

This was a battle without any signs.

There was no reason for it.

After all, there was no substantial conflict of interest between Lu Li and Saint Bai Lian, let alone any verbal disputes.

Even just now, they were sitting together and talking happily.

——But they just started fighting out of the blue.

And, in the eyes of the two parties, this fight was so necessary that it had to be fought.

"As expected, we are born to be incompatible!"

The monk threw the sutra in his hand, and layers of Buddha light bloomed instantly, transforming into a slowly blooming lotus phantom in the air.

That was her mercy.

In contrast, the god of death held his Zanpakutō horizontally, letting the black aura in it instantly permeate the entire world.

That was his arrogance.

The monk and the god of death, mercy and arrogance.

The two of them were in this world full of demons at the same time, but they went to two different extremes.

"Whether it's a human or a demon, they all need to be saved!"

No matter what Saint Bailian's original intention was to save the demons, at this moment, she sincerely hoped to find a world where demons could also be saved.

She was willing to contribute to the construction of such a world, even if the price was to bear the stigma of"demon monk".

"Whether it's a human or a demon, there's no need to save them."

"This is a world without any value. No matter who destroys it, there is nothing to regret."

Lu Li laughed at the absurdity of this world, and even more at himself who was in this absurd world.

He did not find anything valuable in this world. If he could, he would immediately give up all the power he had now and return to his original air-conditioned room to eat iced watermelon for one yuan per pound.

——He stayed here just because he couldn't go home.

"What about that witch?"

"It seems like she has a good relationship with you, right?"

"Doesn't she have any value and no need to be saved?"

The Holy White Lotus, who possessed true wisdom, discovered the loophole in Lu Li's words.

She has been with this pair of brothers and sisters from Musashi for three days. As long as she is not blind, she can naturally see that they have a close relationship.

Kikyo, who also heard the question asked by the Holy White Lotus, looked at the young man in the sky with a nervous look.

Her emotions were a little complicated - to be honest, she didn't know what kind of feelings she had for this so-called"senior brother".

She was once"bullied" by him, but was often taken care of by him. Her journey of cultivation is inseparable from his help... Speaking of which, in the case that the old witch has not returned yet, Lu Li has always played the role of"half a teacher"."+"

The thirteen-year-old girl didn’t know what love was. She only knew that she had a vague affection and admiration for the boy. What about the senior brother

? Did he have the same affection and admiration for her?

"She?"

Soon, the answer was revealed.

But this was definitely not the answer Kikyo wanted to hear.

"If she has lost her value, then there is no need to save her."

"Because that is the fate she should bear."

Lu Li said coldly, as if he had seen through the future of this witch.

……

It has been fourteen years since the time traveler came to this world.

In these fourteen years, he has only known two and a half people in total.

The old witch is one, the young witch is one, and Yingcao is half.

Let’s not talk about the little grass monster that he forcibly pulled over for experiments.

Now, the old witch has gone to Kyoto, and in Lu Li’s eyes, she can be regarded as a dead person.

It’s not that he has not thought about stopping her, but the problem is that he can’t stop her.

He can’t stop someone who is determined to die.

As for the little witch... in Lu Li’s eyes, she has also embarked on a path to death.

The profession of witch seems glamorous, but in fact, it will not have a good end - this is not a curse, but a fact.

Just like soldiers living in troubled times, they often die on the battlefield.

Besieged to death by demons; framed to death by demons; killed by the jealousy of colleagues; or because of a burst of sense of responsibility, consume themselves to death in order to protect mankind... There is always a way to die that suits her

"If she really dies, I will collect her body."

This is the only mercy left by the god of death.

Kikyo is still young and cannot understand such mercy. So she widened her eyes and showed an unbelievable look.

But Saint Bailian, who is still over 300 years old, knows clearly that for people like them, it is the best destination for someone to collect their bodies after death and let their displaced souls rest in peace.

"Namo San"

"Then she is really happy."

……

Saint Bailian suddenly didn't want to fight anymore.

She dispersed the Buddha's light on her body, and the golden lotus became illusory again.

"Namo San"

"If I were one or two hundred years younger, I would have to fight you here."

She said with some regret.

She could sense that the young man in front of her was an excellent opponent - if the conflict of ideas between them could be resolved, it would definitely help her Buddhism to go further.

There is no perfect person in the world, nor is there a perfect Dharma. Everything in the world is constantly being tempered, gradually approaching perfection.

Saint Bailian realized that Lu Li might be the"person who sharpens the way" that she had been looking forward to for hundreds of years.

The two of them were each other's whetstones.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

"My calamity is coming."

She sat on the flying boat and looked towards the mainland.

Others could only see the golden Buddha light emanating from her body, but she could sense the danger hidden in this Buddha light.

Her sixth consciousness constantly reminded her���She, her fate has come.

It is a very dangerous disaster, which is very likely to threaten her life. And it will make her soul fly away, leaving no body behind.

"If I can survive another catastrophe and have a body of Dharma left by chance, can you collect my body for me?"

Saint Bai Lian suddenly had a whimsical idea.

"If you are willing, I can give you all my powers."

This sounds like a sure win deal. Just by collecting a corpse, you can get the powers of a great monk who has practiced hard for four hundred years.

But Lu Li snorted coldly, showing no appreciation at all:

"Collect the bodies? Okay."

"I will grind you to dust and scatter your ashes into the sea along with the sea breeze."

"Lest you reincarnate, let there be another person like you who makes me feel disgusted in this world"

"Hahaha, I am truly honored to be evaluated like this by you."