I will Bury the Gods Chapter 436: : Wind and snow, old friends return
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There was snow on the wilderness, and Li Zhenren's temples seemed to be stained white by the snow, which made the old man look very kind.
But everyone knows what his appearance means.
There are infinite possibilities in the future, but there is only one right now. Li Zhenren and Lin Shouxi each imagined a future, people's thinking is completely different, and the future is also very different.
Li Zhenren is the real person in charge of Yunkong Mountain. Hundreds of years ago, he comprehended the future method. He imagined a perfect self in the future, and let this future come to him continuously. To make the future come smoothly, he eliminates all interference, retreats for hundreds of years, and only cultivates tranquility.
For hundreds of years, he has been like a static container, peacefully waiting for the dew from the sky.
Lin Shouxi's future inherits the pale imagination. He is the holy king of Jiuming at the end of the absurdity and the sun **** of the future.
He and Li Zhenren are enemies of Dao.
Lin Shouxi had thought of this when he was in the underground palace, but he never thought that he would meet Master Li so early.
"Yunkong Mountain Grand Ceremony... A Hundred Years Famous Teacher Election..."
Bai Zhu's words echoed in his ears, and he realized belatedly that all this seemed to have been foreshadowed long ago.
On the snow field.
Lin Shouxi stood opposite Li Zhenren.
Bai Zhu secretly pinched the sword formula in his sleeve, ready to help the master, and Mu Shijing was also ready to call the living dragon of the Holy Soil Hall to come to help at any time.
In the tense atmosphere, Li Zhenren smiled kindly: "Little friend, I misunderstood. Today Li came to Shenshou Mountain to attend the funeral of an old friend."
"Funeral?"
"Yeah."
Li Zhenren looked at Chu Miao who was dressed in white.
"When my husband was young, he was indeed taught by Master Li. The two traveled together for half a month, and they were also called friends who forgot the years." Chu Miao recalled for a while, but she really remembered this past event.
Li Zhenren nodded slightly.
He is like a frozen white lake, with sadness in the quiet, without any murderous intent, as if he came here, really just to pay homage to the deceased.
"In this case, the real person please."
Lin Shouxi didn't act rashly either.
On the road ahead, there was one more person, Li Zhenren, who was traveling with him.
Li Zhenren is the most standard living **** in the world's stereotypes. He is immortal, indifferent, and has no desire for worldly things. The wind drinks Xia. On the way, he will help the poor, and he will also treat the seriously ill and dying. When there are injustices, he will draw his sword to help, and when there are quarrels, he will persuade them to mediate.
Mu Shijing looked at the head teacher of Yunkong Mountain with extremely harsh eyes, but he couldn't find anything to blame him for. Bai Zhu had a big opinion on Li Zhenren...
"He actually said that Bai Zhu is not qualified to select a century-old master teacher, that's too much!" Bai Zhu was indignant.
While comforting Bai Zhu, Mu Shijing felt that Zhenren Li was very pertinent. Most of the time, Master Li stayed with Lin Shouxi, not so much as enemies, but more like friends who hit it off.
During the day, the two drank tea and talked about Taoism, and at night they exchanged ideas on the future of Dharma under the moon, inspired each other, and corrected the fallacies in practice.
The eve of arriving in Chu State.
Lin Shouxi found the small pavilion where he met Chu Yingchan Yeyue back then. When scrolling, Lin Shouxi would always think of Chu Yingchan's gentle fairy figure.
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"Is this Huaixue Pavilion? It doesn't look like anything special..."
When the lights are on, tourists come here.
"What do you know? This is the pavilion repaired by Fairy Chu himself. It is of great significance. In the past hundred years, countless literati and inkmen have left famous works here. The pavilion is famous for its poems, and the poems are enhanced by the pavilion. The beauty of the pavilion is beyond words."
"Why does Fairy Chu have a soft spot for this pavilion?"
"Maybe the fairy's favorite thing is not the pavilion...
Tourists come and go, talking about this
No one can distinguish the true from the false of the pavilion's interesting talk, and there is no need to distinguish.
The wind and snow blow into the pavilion.
Lin Shouxi sat in the pavilion until midnight.
When he went back, Li Zhenren was still meditating under the moon.
"Why hasn't the real man rested yet?" Lin Shouxi asked.
"There are some things I want to talk to my little friend about." Li Zhenren said.
"Well, I also have some things I want to talk to the real person." Lin Shouxi said.
In the night, the two smiled together.
No matter how well they talked and got along in the past two days, they are enemies in the avenue. When Xin Ning's veil is torn off, the time will come when they want to see each other.
The two sat opposite each other.
"Please tell me, little friend," said Li Zhenren.
"I'm curious, how strong is the future self imagined by a real person?" Lin Shouxi asked.
When Li Zhenren heard the words, he couldn't help raising his head, as if he had seen the most wonderful thing, the old pupils were shining brightly.
Li Zhenren wanted to find a word to describe himself in the future Fa, but he couldn't find a suitable word.
"Is he stronger than the emperor and the three evil gods? After he comes, can all the common people be saved? Or is this all just a dream of a real person?" Lin Shouxi continued to ask.
"Well, he is the real Holy Spirit, an inexplicable life, unfortunately, there are barriers between people and people, I can't let you see Him too.
In addition to regret, Master Li showed a smile with endless aftertaste: "But it doesn't matter, as long as He can come, I can prove to all living beings that even small human beings can pass through the bridge of time and reach infinite perfection." On that day, it will be the true enlightenment of Mount Kinabalu.”
After speaking, Li Zhenren held his chest and coughed. He was very old. Compared with his future method, his body was more like a tattered bamboo basket.
"Yes."
Lin Shouxi didn't believe it when he heard Li Zhenren's description full of expectations.
"I know that Xiaoyou's future is also very strong, maybe even higher than me, but..."
Master Li sighed, and said: "The sun is only the sun when it is far away from us. Once it gets close, it will only bring disaster. I wonder if you have used the Wanli eyepiece of Yunkong Mountain, through that mirror, We can see the stars that are close to the sun, they are beautiful from a distance, but once you get closer, you will find that it is a purgatory on earth, and the naked eye cannot see the living creatures at all.”
"What the real person said is very true, but you also said that there are barriers between people and people. I can't prove to you the power of the Holy King of Jiuming in advance, but I believe that it will bring salvation, and It's not a disaster." Lin Shouxi said.
"It seems that none of us can convince anyone." Li Zhenren said.
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"Isn't this destined?" Lin Shouxi asked.
"Yes."
Master Li sighed leisurely, and said: "Since you can't convince the other party, let's talk about life and death."
Lin Shouxi knew that there would be a battle between them sooner or later, but he did not expect that this battle would come so soon.
"If I'm alive, with Bai Zhu's level, I won't be able to get the title of a century-old master teacher. It just so happens that you, the master, will clear the way for her." Li Zhenren smiled slightly.
The real man raised his wrist.
Between him and Lin Shouxi, dotted lines criss-cross, presenting a chessboard impressively.
The two began to place pieces on the chessboard.
If there are bystanders at this time, he will definitely think that these two people are stinky chess baskets and rascals.
Because, they are not playing chess, their chess has no rules, and it's not one of you and one of you. They pick up the pieces and slap them on the board without any thinking, and they are incredibly fast.
"I first put a Big Dipper here, and I took the chess pieces away first." Li Zhenren said with a cheerful smile.
"Yeah."
Lin Shouxi didn't think there was anything wrong, and said: "I also have seven sons here, and the seven sons connected together are the seven-star sword, which can kill your big dragon."
Say
Come on, Lin Shouxi directly grabbed a large piece of Li Zhenren's chess.
"Hiss——" Li Zhenren frowned, and laughed a moment later: "It's wonderful, it's really a wonderful hand... But, the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, let's look at my hand."
Master Li didn't make a move, but used his finger as a pen, and the pen followed the dragon and the snake.
On the nine chess pieces scattered next to the seven-star sword, the words that all the fighters are in front of the battle suddenly appeared. This is the Taoist mantra, the secret blessing of Liujia.
But Lin Shouxi didn't panic at all.
He engraved the character 'General' on a chess piece in the corner.
"My general has already fled. Although you have damaged the seven-star sword, it will not help the overall situation." Lin Shouxi said calmly.
"You're about to show up now, and sooner or later you'll be besieged, little friend, you're still in a hurry." Li Zhenren said.
Lin Shouxi flicked his sleeves.
The character 'General' on this chess piece disappeared again.
"This is..." Li Zhenren frowned.
"He has disarmed and returned to the fields." Lin Shouxi said seriously.
Li Zhenren clapped his hands in praise.
Fortunately, no one watched their chess, otherwise, they would definitely feel that the lunatics have boundless joy in playing chess.
This game was played until midnight.
In the end, Li Zhenren looked at the empty chess basket and said: "It's still not as quick thinking as young people... I would like to admit defeat, it is the old man who lost."
"Concession."
Lin Shouxi also cupped his hands, his face was pale, and he was obviously exhausted.
After Li Zhenren conceded defeat, his chess pieces disintegrated together with his body. First his hands disappeared, and then his feet and body also began to disappear. Finally, his head tilted and turned into ashes in the air.
Li Zhenren's Taoist robe fell to the ground feebly.
Lin Shouxi looked at Master Li's empty Taoist robe, and felt that it was unreal.
But he really couldn't feel Li Zhenren's breath anymore.
But.
After Lin Shouxi went back to his room and took a nap, the real Li, who had died in front of him, came back to life.
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"Sorry, Li is indeed willing to surrender, but the future me is too strong, he won't allow me to die like this, so I was forced to come back to life."
Not only did Li Zhenren come back to life, but he also looked much younger. His original pale hair has also become black and white. He said: "I am shaping the future me, and the future me is also restraining the present me. I can no longer decide my own life or death."
Early morning.
Lin Shouxi put on a snow-white mourning dress and tied a white forehead scarf, and went to attend the funeral ceremony of Chu State.
Because of the catastrophe at the Holy Land Hall, both Shenshou Mountain and Chu State in the wasteland near the Holy Land Hall were greatly impacted, and the funeral of the King of Chu was also forced to be postponed.
Due to the heavy snowfall, the entire Chu State was covered in a vast expanse of whiteness, and thousands of families were completely untouched.
This is a sad day.
In the majestic and majestic palace, the white flags flutter, and in the desolate and sad music, Chu Miao, the queen, beats the drums, adding a deep and male tone to the sad music, as if the old man has not really died, The king's heroic spirit still soars like an eagle in the vast world, protecting this ancient city-state.
Chu Miao personally presided over everything, and even personally carried the coffin for her burial. Along the way, she did not shed tears, until the tombstone was completed, she opened her sleeves like clouds, hugged the monument and wept.
Bai Zhu and Mu Shijing were affected by the crying. Although they didn't know the person in the tomb, they still felt as if they were being stabbed.
It was only then that they remembered that parting between life and death is a common thing for people. Cultivators are not indifferent to human feelings, but just live too long.
"This is the difference between immortals."
After attending the funeral, Zhenren Li said to Lin Shouxi, "Look, Empress Chu is still beautiful, but her husband has inevitably aged and died. There are countless Taoist couples like this in the world. permanent, but not men."
"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.
"Because female cultivators are blessed."
Master Li said leisurely: "You should know the existence of Dusk Sea
Well, no one has been there, but people know that it is the sea of consciousness of the gods, guarded by a Goddess of True Sight. Unlike our future law, what the Goddess of True Sight possesses is the past Eyes', while she gazed at the earth from the sea of dusk, she also gave the nuns a unique luck.
Luck is not something illusory. For example, the patriarch of Sanshan was a man, so almost all the heads and teachers of Sanshan in the past were men. This is not accidental, except for the head and head teacher of Sanshan, female cultivators are far more amazing than male cultivators in this world. Of course, this is also some kind of imbalance. "
"Out of balance?"
"Well, logically speaking, there should be a male Immortal Master of True Vision in the Twilight Sea, but that Immortal Master has gone somewhere. Because of this, the luck of male cultivators is far less powerful than that of female cultivators. "
Real Li showed a puzzled look. Obviously, he had thought about this question for a long time, but he never got an answer.
"What else do you know?" Lin Shouxi asked.
"That's all."
Master Li shook his head and said, "After all, the sea of dusk is the realm of God's consciousness. Even if I practice the future method, I can only see these things, and I can't understand more."
"It's inconceivable and admirable for a real person to know this with the power of a mortal." Lin Shouxi said sincerely.
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"Little friend is absurd."
Reverend Li rolled up his sleeves, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Many of them are told by my future self. He is getting closer and closer to me. I even feel that he is already whispering in my ear."
Lin Shouxi knew that Master Li was not lying.
He is getting younger and younger.
His white hair has completely turned into black hair, the wrinkles on his face have been flattened, and his skin has become smooth again. In just a few days, he has changed from a dying old man to a He is a handsome young man, and he is getting more and more beautiful, and he has a face that can compete with Lin Shouxi.
——The future method is infinitely approaching perfection in him.
"What, what should I do? Is Master going to lose?"
Bai Zhu has been with them for so long, and he also understands what they are competing for - whose future they are competing for will come first!
This is their competition, there is no flash of swords, no earth-shattering killings, they are more like a race, whoever reaches the finish line first will win the crown.
Now it seems that real Li has to go one step ahead!
Sure enough.
Li Zhenren sat cross-legged in front of them, put his hands on his knees, pinched his fingers constantly, and said, "It's today."
Today will be the day when Li Zhenren cultivates the Dao!
Mu Shijing's face was tense and her expression was gloomy. She also knew that Lin Shouxi's situation was not good.
Lin Shouxi's future practice was several hundred years later than Li Zhenren's, and he had to refine the magic pill if he wanted to make the Nine Ming Sage King descend. However, Lin Shouxi has not even gathered the pill materials .
At this moment.
Dressed in a lotus shadow floating in the sky.
While the fragrant wind was lingering, Shi Yirao came.
Her fairy posture is still cold and arrogant, the only difference is that behind her, there is no longer the black sword, instead, there is three feet of ice and snow, and the words "ice heart and jade pot" are engraved on the ice and snow.
"Sister Shi, why are you here?" Bai Zhu was startled, and quickly reminded: "Although Master is fighting with Master Li, you must not kill Master Li. Master has tried it. Not only can't you kill him, but if you kill him now, his future will come faster!"
"Don't worry, I have a measure."
At that time, with her lips slightly parted, her figure seemed to be swept by a cold wind, and she arrived at Lin Shouxi's side in an instant.
Shi Yirao spread out her jade palm.
In an instant, the palm of Goddess Baiyu was shining brightly, and countless rare treasures emerged together.
"This is the pure fire stone lotus from Yunkong Mountain, and the long-lived jade jade on the cloud. The stone lotus is the best, and the jade jade is the god. , without any impurities, these are the ten thousand year tung tree golden leaves and Daosheng Taisui of Shenshou Mountain. For this reason, I also clashed with the monks of Shenshou Mountain, but fortunately they were not damaged. This purple air
I trapped Xianluan at the top of the Nine Immortals, I didn't know which piece was its natal feather, so I caught it directly..."
In the hands of the goddess, the poor Ziqi Xianluan kept whining, its beautiful feathers trembling.
Shi Yirao said it lightly, but she has not slept for three days and three nights, and the color of her cheeks is paler than Xue at this moment.
Bai Zhu looked dumbfounded, thinking that after her sister said goodbye to them, she did not retreat to the Holy Land Hall to cultivate her heart, but went to do something big!
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"This, is this a dowry..." Bai Zhu was extremely moved.
Mu Shijing glared at Bai Zhu, but didn't say anything.
"I went to Wangye City, but it's a pity that the real flower of Linglong Jiuqiao Blood has not yet bloomed, so I couldn't **** it for you." Shi Yirao regretted.
"It's okay, the lack of alchemy materials may not make it impossible to make alchemy." Lin Shouxi took a deep breath, saluted seriously, and said, "Young lady when I'm tired."
"Compared with your kindness to me, this is nothing." Shi Yirao said indifferently: "Okay, time is running out, don't waste any more time."
Lin Shouxi nodded and also sat cross-legged.
He was lucky, his body was full of divine light, and he shouted two words: "Open the furnace!!"
Boom——
The flame of the Holy King of Nine Mings suddenly lit up, and the sea of clouds above his head seemed to be on fire.
Shi Yirao drifted back, took Mu Shijing and Bai Zhu's hands, and led them to a safe place.
Far away.
Li Zhenren and Lin Shouxi sat facing each other in the ice and snow.
Daoist Li was shrouded in magic, like a pale moon, Lin Shouxi burned the holy flame without damage, like a scorching sun, this snow field was like a white sky, the moon and the sun competed for the dominance of the sky!
No one knows who will win, they can only wait anxiously.
Bai Zhu and Mu Shijing couldn't see clearly, but Shi Yirao's expression changed first, and he said coldly: "Not good!"
"What's wrong?" Bai Zhu hurriedly asked.
At that time, the lips of Rao Xian were pressed into a line.
There is no need for her to explain in words, because Li Zhenren has slowly stood up.
In their eyes, this real Li still maintains a human form, but he no longer looks like a human being. Just looking at him, they feel burning pain in his eyes, as if they were looking at an evil god. Shi Yirao didn't know what words to use to evaluate the head teacher of Yunkong Mountain, the only suitable word was probably the perfection that Li Zhenren often talked about.
At this moment, Li Zhenren~IndoMTL.com~ is almost a perfect person.
"It's a pity, if you had an extra real flower of exquisite nine-aperture blood, I would really lose in today's battle, what a pity..." Li Zhenren was condescending, with an indifferent expression: "It's a pity, your fate is not up to you. It's still three years away One thought, three thoughts, and I will be completely complete.”
Lin Shouxi sat cross-legged, not saying a word, the magic pill was beating on top of his head like a heart, like an eager baby, but, lacking a crucial pill, this deformed baby was always Unable to utter the first cry.
Zhenren Li no longer looked at him.
The real person began to think.
Just as he was about to complete his three-year plan.
In the sky, suddenly there was a powerful and strange sound of chanting a mantra: "Life and death are forbidden rituals, if you forget the rituals!"
This is the blood demon spell.
It is a complete blood demon spell that even Mu Shijing has long forgotten!
Who holds this spell?
As soon as the mantra was uttered, Mu Shijing immediately remembered its original meaning: never betray the king, and inherit the blood of the king.
Once the spell is over.
On Li Zhenren's perfect chest, there was a dazzling blood hole!
"Who?" Li Zhenren shouted.
In the snow.
A simple and honest person came over.
After using the spell, he bled from all seven orifices and coughed non-stop, as if he was going to die at any moment.
But Lin Shouxi still recognized him.
"The guardian is not lying, Wang Erguan, you are still alive."
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