After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 98|Being taught how to be a human being

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Cen Qingyou remembered that a long time ago someone reached out to him and pulled him out of the mire.

This man is the magic.

Although he looked cruel and difficult to get along with, Cen Qingyou knew in his heart that his master was more soft-hearted and awkward than anyone else.

Under the guidance of Miaofa, he converted to Buddhism, hoping to find some direction and support from those scriptures.

Unfortunately, he was still disappointed by the wonderful method. After searching for so many years, he still could not find his own way from the vast scriptures.

As long as he is alive, the Blue-Eyed Evil Buddha is like a sword hanging high above his head, and he doesn't know when it will fall.

His dead soul is entangled with him and has become one. No one in this world understands the Blue-Eyed Evil Buddha better than him. Cen Qingyou can even feel his existence. Unlike the cruel and murderous people imagined by others, the blue-eyed evil Buddha that Cen Qingyou felt had no emotions that a human should have. It was just empty, bone-deep cold and indifferent.

This indifference naturally affected him.

Obviously, he also likes the blooming flowers in early spring, the lotus breeze in summer, the red maple leaves in autumn, and the soft snowflakes in winter.

He is also trying his best to like this world and its people.

But why, why did they still refuse to let him go.

Cen Qingyou sometimes feels like he is stepping on the edge of a cliff. If he is not careful, he will fall to pieces.

The young man lowered his long eyelashes and thought to himself.

What do they use to judge good and evil?

The candlelight in front of the Buddha flickered slightly.

In the panic, someone reached out and grabbed Cen Qingyou by the collar, throwing him behind the disciples of Guangming Heart Hall and roaring loudly.

"Junior Brother Cen! Come back!"

Across the crowd, under Qiao Wan's gaze, Cen Qingyou looked away and avoided Qiao Wan's extended hand.

Qiao Wan was stunned, and suddenly had an unknown premonition in her heart.

In just such a moment, the three-eyed monster was quickly subdued by the three families.

Shandao Academy, Fanxin Temple and Taixuan Temple are in front.

The Great Guangming Hall is at the back.

The men and horses on both sides glared at each other across the three-eyed monster.

"Absurd!" Lu Dechang's face was livid, he pointed at the three-eyed monster and said angrily: "Is this the so-called conversion to Buddhism and being devoted to good deeds?!"

Among the crowd, a senior brother from the Guangming Heart Hall walked out and bowed politely: "Elder, calm down, this demon, no... This three-eyed junior brother is also the first to convert to Buddhism. He is not understanding of the world, and I believe that all the elders are not either. Will you argue with him? ”

The three-eyed monster is also very generous: "The Palace of Light Heart guides me to do good. Anyone who attacks the Great Palace of Light is evil!"

This logic was so simple and crude that it made Lu Dechang fall backwards in anger.

"Junior Brother Three Eyes has just converted to Buddhism, so he is still a child, right? I hope the elders will calm down and not argue with this naughty junior."

You're still a kid!

Lu Dechang was furious: "Since your sect was able to transform this demon in a short period of time, why can't it take several years to transform this evil Buddha?!"

A certain senior fellow from the Guangming Heart Palace also sneered: "I don't think anyone has a deeper understanding of the capabilities of this blue-eyed evil Buddha than your sect. How can one transform the remnant soul of demonic energy in Junior Brother Cen's body overnight?" !

The so-called "striking the snake seven inches", the knife stabbed it impartially, quickly and accurately, Lu Dechang almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Looking up again, there were Zen staffs, vajra pestles, Dharma sticks, and various magical instruments. A group of monks, big and small, glared at Cen Qingyou, firmly protecting Cen Qingyou behind him.

The situation in front of them is obviously not good for the three of them. Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention the monks in the Great Guangming Hall?

Seeing that the situation is not good and coercion fails, then we can only take the Huairou route.

Fanxinsi thought silently for a while, took a step forward, raised his eyes and glanced around: "Fellow practitioners, please calm down and don't be angry."

"The Three Religions Dharma Conference is coming soon, and all the fellow practitioners came here to think about how to handle this Dharma conference, instead of causing such trouble among themselves. Elder Cao, what do you think?" As he said, Fanxinsi turned around and called Zhanyunfeng to come over and endorse.

Caught off guard by being called upon, Elder Cao from Zhan Yunfeng smiled slightly and muttered a vague "Huh", perfectly maintaining the meaning of watching the fire from the other side.

When the monks in Guangmingxin Palace heard this, they all sneered.

Those who can gain a place among the three religions are all thick-skinned. Fanxin Temple was not affected by the sneer at all. His cassock was slightly blown by the wind, and he smiled without changing his expression: "In front of me. This is all a misunderstanding. If I was rude in any way, I will apologize to Guangming Palace here."

"Elder Lu invites Cen Xiaoxian to come to the sect to have a talk, and there is no ill intention."

No malicious intent? Is this not malicious? !

"How about it? My friend Cen, are you willing to accompany Elder Lu on such a trip?" Fanxin Temple put his palms together and smiled meaningfully at Cen Qingyou: "I believe that my dear friend Cen will never embarrass you teachers, right? ”

"Junior Brother Cen, don't listen to him."

"We are all disciples of the Guangming Heart Palace, what does it mean to be embarrassed?!"

Cen Qingyou remained silent, his eyes passing by one by one.

Only the figures standing in front of him could be seen.

Today's dispute was all caused by him. From the time he was selected to become the physical container of the Blue-Eyed Evil Buddha until now, he has implicated countless people.

Day after day, year after year, Cen Qingyou was tired of living like this.

The young man slowly lowered his eyes, and under the attention of everyone, he took a step forward and walked in front of the people. His eyes were as calm as water: "I will go with you."

"Junior Brother Cen!"

"Brother!"

Behind the scenes, the disciples of the Guangming Heart Palace were shocked and angry!

Cen Qingyou turned around, saluted the surprised disciples of Guangmingxin Palace, and stood in front of Shandao Academy.

Retreat, there is no way out.

No one can cross him, not the Venerable, not even Xin Yi.

The only one who can survive him is himself.

The man from Fanxin Temple immediately showed a kind smile: "Isn't it okay?"

"Dear fellow immortals, will this small meeting continue as usual?"

Chongde Ancient Garden, who had been watching from the sidelines, might not be able to stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to say: "If there is nothing else important, just continue."

Lu Dechang snorted coldly, but he also knew in his heart that he was dissatisfied. Cen Qingyou had already stood up. If the trouble continued, it would not end well.

He turned around and ordered the two or three disciples around him: "Go and take Cen Xiaoxian back to the academy."

The palace became quiet.

This is Cen Qingyou’s own choice. Even if Zen Master Kongding is standing here, he can’t stop him.

Seeing Cen Qingyou follow the disciples from Shandao Academy out of the Guangmingxin Palace, Qiao Wan gritted his teeth and chased after him!

If he went to Shandao Academy, she didn't believe that Cen Qingyou could come back alive!

What does he want to do? !

Qiao Wan jumped out of the Bright Heart Palace and ran towards the mountain gate without stopping for a moment!

But before he took two steps, something black suddenly fell in front of his pocket.

A chess piece?

The moment he reacted, Qiao Wan quickly blocked the attack with his sword.

Clang!

A heart-wrenching sound of metal being exchanged sounded.

As the black chess piece rotated rapidly, it suddenly changed direction!

Qiao Wan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The direction has changed!

Belly!

Soon——

Black hits the lower abdomen!

Like a shrimp, Qiao Wan was instantly knocked away several feet away. When she looked up again, she saw only a young man holding a small chessboard in his hand.

He is one of the three disciples who just took away Cen Qingyou.

"My dear friend, let me advise you." The young man looked at Qiao Wan condescendingly, "Don't interfere in the affairs of our academy."

Golden elixir.

Qiao Wan felt nervous.

The young man has a strong cultivation base, and his entire body is on guard, unable to find any omissions.

Does this person in front of me have the cultivation level of the middle to late stage of Jindan? !

After the young man finished speaking, he turned and left.

There was a cramping pain in the waist and abdomen, and Qiao Wan raised her hand to wipe it away.

See red.

Shaking off the blood on his hands, he chased after him again.

After noticing the movement behind him, the young man paused.

Qiao Wan stared at the person in front of her and asked hoarsely, "Let me ask, where does this immortal friend plan to take Cen Qingyou?"

"Where to go? Back to the academy, of course." The young man looked at Qiao Wan, and then a strange expression appeared on his face. This expression seemed a bit regretful, as if to say, "Why didn't you listen to what I said?" .

Raise your hand, and the second black piece breaks through the air! !

This one is faster than the one just now! It was so fast that it almost turned into a thin black shadow.

Qiao Wan took a step back, staring at the black chess piece in front of her without blinking.

When Black rushed in front of him, he used his sword light again!

Cen Qingyou!

One step later, Cen Qingyou would have run away with Shandao Academy!

Even if it wasn't for the bow, Qiao Wan closed her eyes, and the woman's instantly white hair and fine lines at the corners of her eyes appeared in front of her eyes.

For Mrs. Cen, she must stop him too!

Dodging the second one, the third black one followed closely behind and hit Qiao Wan's right knee.

A sharp pain suddenly hit my knee, and the entire kneecap seemed to be broken.

Qiao Wan's knees weakened, her body tilted, and her right leg hit the ground.

The young man took back his hand: It’s done.

Wait, that’s not right!

The expression on his face suddenly changed.

This is a fake move!

When the young man was stunned, a fierce consciousness in front of him had already struck his forehead with great force.

Qiao Wan suddenly raised her eyes, concentrated her consciousness, condensed it into a nail, and shot the nail out.

But the moment his divine consciousness penetrated the young man's sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed to hit a barrier.

Bang!

The consciousness bounced back to the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and the nail of consciousness pierced back into Qiao Wan's own sea of ​​​​consciousness!

The disciples from Shandao Academy in front of me have also cultivated their spiritual consciousness!

The young man smiled sarcastically: "Sneak attack with spiritual consciousness?"

Qiao Wan felt a buzzing sound in her head and a splitting headache. She endured the pain of a split head and used her spiritual power to turn her bones into a shield.

The shattered kneecaps grew back piece by piece.

It seemed that he was finally impatient and the young man threw the chessboard away.

The moment the chessboard landed, nineteen intersecting straight lines appeared on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Wan has been firmly trapped on the chessboard. No matter whether he is close or retreating, he is basically out of touch with this young man.

There is no need for spiritual consciousness.

Qiao Wan took a deep breath, feeling heavy in her heart.

With lotus swastikas embossed on her body, the demonic energy cannot be used. During this period of time, she has basically relied on her spiritual consciousness and demonic energy to make a comeback. Once these two are removed, she can use them. All that's left is training and losing you Lei.

But the Confucian cultivator didn't leave her the slightest chance to get close, and even the electric ball couldn't keep up with the speed of this sunspot's continuous fire.

Sweat fell down his eyelashes, and his eyes were blurred.

Not far away, several bullets are fired in succession!

When she thought of Cen Qingyou, Qiao Wan was so anxious that she tightened her grip on her sword and silently moved her body, planning to fight her way out of the chessboard with her physical body!

But every time you take a step forward, there are sunspots blocking the way! But in an instant, Qiao Wan was dragged into the chessboard and became the white chess on the chessboard, trapped tightly by the black chess.

The young man sighed: "This immortal friend, I have told you to leave."

The black chess piece floats in mid-air, showing an awe-inspiring killing intent.

Young man: "Go."

The words just fell.

The entire chessboard seemed to be quiet.

Countless sunspots are coming from all directions!

She shouldn't be so dependent on divine consciousness and demonic energy, Qiao Wan thought to herself.

Instant——

The young man's slender body was poked holes by the black chess pieces one after another.

Several blood arrows shot out from various parts of the body.

The gushing blood immediately dyed the entire chessboard red.

The sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang.

None of the disciples who came to participate in the Three Religions Conference were unworthy of fame.

Vaguely, Qiao Wan seemed to look beyond the young man in front of her and saw that a good Taoist disciple in front of the mountain gate had released a flying magic weapon——

I saw the bamboo slips, which were as big as a boat, spread out and float into the air.

Qiao Wan covered the blood holes in her body that were constantly spurting blood, and roared: "Cen Qingyou!"

The boy may have heard her voice, or he may not have heard her, and stepped on the flying magic weapon with his blood-stained shoes.

Just before he stepped on the bamboo slip with his left heel, Cen Qingyou suddenly felt a little hesitant and looked up into the distance as if feeling something.

Perhaps, deep down in his heart, he still wants someone to give him a hand, so that he will not fall forever.

Only birds flew by in the distance.

But further away, Qiao Wan bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, and rushed out again like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling!