Nightfall Chapter 76: Enchanted (1)

The old monk looked at Ning Que with a gentle expression, smiled and said:...It seems that you have never heard of me. ...

Ning Que was startled slightly and said, "Should everyone have heard of you?"

The old monk struggled to squeeze a self-deprecating smile on his skinny, ghostly face, and said: "It may sound a little ridiculous, but I think it has only been decades since the younger generation should remember my name. That's it."

Ning Que didn't know what to say. Looking at the cold gaze projected by Ye Hongyu, and seeing the helplessness in Mo Shanshan's ink eyes, he wondered if this Lotus-born God Seat was telling the truth?

"If you know my story, you should know that I enlightened the Tao at Lanke Temple, served the first lecture at Xuankong Temple, and passed the temple but didn’t enter, but in the end I became a ruling priest, but I miss you These two small

Girls probably don’t know, I almost became a high priest of the Demon Sect.

"

The old monk looked softly at Sanjin's young man who was shocked, and said slowly: "Since the Demon Sect can infiltrate the Central Plains countries, the Central Plains Buddhism and Taoism schools naturally have similar methods. Surprised."

"Looking back on my life, I have personally experienced too many things. Sometimes I think it’s wonderful to meditate late at night, but when you think about it, the most proud thing in my life is to have a life like Ke A friend like Haoran. You ask me why I want Ke Haoran to die?"

Looking at Ning Que, the old monk looked compassionate but slightly astringent: "Because he is my best friend, I know his earth-shattering ability better than anyone else: I was in the mountains with him when I was young After traveling with him for several years, I saw him again and was shocked to find that his abilities were getting bigger and bigger, and he was getting closer and closer to the dark night."

"Friends have a lot of harmony. What I want to do is to criticize and rigorous friends. The greater Ke Haoran’s ability, the less I can accept the change in his view of the world, so I don’t want to do anything at all, even if it’s a big problem. I also want to drag him into this **** wind. I would rather him die with the demon sect than to fall into the demon way."

Listening to these long-term but still thrilling events, the room fell into a dead leaf red fish and Mo Shanshan lowered his head subconsciously. The girl Fu teacher vaguely heard a few words related to this matter from the teacher, and Dao Chi has lived in the Xiling Temple for a long time, and he knows the story of Mr. Ke more than most people in the world.

Ning Que has never heard of it. Through the indirect retelling by Senior Brother Hou Shan, the image of Junior Senior Uncle will always be that tall and proud. Holding a green steel sword and scolding invincible in the world, where can I be with the Demon Sect? These images are connected.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Master Liansheng and asked, "How can my little teacher become enchanted?"

The old monk sighed and said: "The demon is hidden from the heart, and anyone can be enchanted.

Ning Que is not a typical Tang, but he still retains a lot of Tang’s temperament in his bones. He doesn’t believe this and saying at all. He shook his head and said calmly and surely: "My little teacher is invincible in the world, regardless of strength or spirit. It is the most powerful in the world, without external help, how can you practice some magic sect."

The old monk said with a gentle expression: "He has never practiced Demon Sect exercises. As you said, he doesn’t need the help of Demon Sect exercises at all, but you don’t know that. People like Ke Haoran are just like thousands of years ago. The great priest of Guangming, he will not be deceived by external factors but will go astray because of his own thinking. When his view of the world changes in essence, then he will start to depart from Haotian’s brilliance. Go on the other side of the night."

Ning Que was startled, and said, "I don't understand..."

Hearing this honest or compelling answer, the old monk laughed, shook his head very slowly, and then gradually constricted his smile, watching him calmly and said: "Always this, when he picks up At that time, he was already a demon."

Ning Que asked: "Haoran sword?"

The old monk is silent

Ning Que remembered that the Master Haoran Sword he had read in the old days was the first time he was exploring. He thought of the Master Haoran Sword taught in the academy. He was silent and shook his head. Nothing."

The old monk looked at him with a smile and said: "The world only knows the Haoran sword, but does not know Haoran Qi. If you have the opportunity to understand what Haoran Qi is in the future, you will probably know why I say this."

Ning Que vaguely understood something. It is probably that the realm of the junior uncle back then was really too strong. In order to make a breakthrough or step into the philosophical point of view, he created it like the bright priest thousands of years ago. Hao Ran Qi, and this Hao Ran Qi is something that Haotian does not allow to exist, just like the Demon Sect technique.

"I still don't understand."

Ning Que looked at the old monk in the White Bone Mountain and smiled and said: "Anyway, I don't believe that the little uncle will be enchanted:"

This is unreasonable. Regardless of whether the Tang Dynasty or the academy, what is best at it is unreasonable. After all, he thought it was a dusty past decades ago. What can you do with me even if you are a lotus goddess?

"Mr. Ke did enter the magic way later."

Ye Hongyu spoke suddenly, looked back at Ning Que and said, "Finally, he died by Tianzhu."

Ning Que was stunned, then jumped up like a wild cat with its tail stomping on, and yelled: "Zhu***!"

Listening to such unbearable swear words, Ye Hongyu didn't furiously counterattack, but looked at him with a complicated expression, and said after silence at the end of the film: "Mr. Jingke, I will leave your life... "

Looking at her reaction, Ning Que suddenly understood that the other party was telling the truth.

In the mountains behind the academy, the second elder brother said that the young master was dead, but did not say how the young master died, and no one has ever mentioned it, whether it is the master Yan Se or other practitioners. There is also a little uncle in the college.

It turns out that Uncle Master left this world in such a way of harmony.

The younger brother is the idol of the second brother, and the second brother is the idol of Ning Que, so the younger brother is his biggest idol. Unfortunately, he only heard a few words in the wind, so there is no clear appearance, only vaguely Proud in the distance.

Now I came to the wasteland and felt the proud and confident breath of snowy cliffs and green pine in the wild mountains..." Uncle Master came to life in his spiritual world... He followed that breath Crossing the mountains, entering the verdant valley, breaking through the lakeside to enlighten the way, stepping through the blocks firmly and confidently, and arriving at the Mozong Mountain Gate.

Here, he finally heard the story of the little uncle, and guessed the end of the story, shocked and sad...Suddenly he realized that this is a natural story process. A proud and self-confident person like Xiao Shishu...When the world covered by the sky no longer exists for him to look at, he will naturally draw out the sword beside his waist...point to the sky above his head:

It’s just that people still can’t conquer the sky after all?

Ning Que stood silently between the bone mountains, not knowing what to say.

The old monk stayed quiet in the Ischia Mountain. From hearing that Ke Haoran entered the demon by Tianzhu, he fell into absolute silence as he had been in the past few decades...The skinny, skeleton face gradually appeared A hint of compassion for the Buddha

"After all, he died like this."

The old monk lowered his head and sighed, unable to tell whether it was admiration or sadness. With this body sighing lightly, the already thin body suddenly collapsed, and it was not known whether it was from the bones or the tattered monk robe. Splattered out.

After telling the dusty story, it is the turn of the present world’s grievances and hatreds. All the affairs of the world are always repeated in such a boring cycle... Ye Hongyu's naked legs were slightly tightened, and his right hand held his waist. That handle is drawn.

Ning Que woke up suddenly, looking at her back, frowning slightly, and quickly said: "Master Liansheng is in such a situation, are you in a hurry to do it now... In my opinion, it is better to save the master first:"

The old monk slowly raised his head, looked at this young man calmly and compassionately, smiled and said: "I am a self-binding person...If I don't want to come out, who can get me out of trouble?"

Ye Hongyu knew that Ning Que was trying to procrastinate... Silently, she squeezed the hilt of the sword, and when she was about to turn around, she suddenly saw the Liansheng God Seat in the White Bone Mountain, watching herself slowly shaking her head, and her heart was slightly cold. Stop ya action.

The old monk smiled and said: "I have avoided the bones here for decades to atone for my sins, and will not be separated from the outside world. Why should you let me see these again? There are bones in front of you, why bother to kill Industry?"

Ye Hongyu is puzzled. According to the legend, when the lotus **** seat was still the great virtue of the Buddha, he once violently killed people in front of the temple head teacher and the strong men. Whenever he thought about it, he became the anger of the Buddha. Where Is it such a kind and withered monk now?

However, looking at the compassionate, gentle and peaceful gaze of the Lotus God seat deep in the eyes, the spirit is as strong as her, and I can’t help feeling that my body and mind are relaxed for a while, and I can no longer have the slightest desire to strive for strength. Release the graphics:

The old monk said gently: "I never thought that the Demon Zong Mountain Gate will open on this day, and you can come in at your age when the Mountain Gate is opened. It must be a very good young man in the world today. I want you to be young People listen to these boring old stories, it is indeed a torture to think about it, but thinking that you are the future of the right way in the world, I really want to ask you to keep your temper and continue to listen to this story."

Listening to this, Ye Hongyu didn't think about it, and sat back on the ground after saluting.

Mo Shanshan has been sitting cross-legged and quietly sitting on the ground.

As long as Ning Que can't work hard with Dao Chi, let him tell stories for three days and three nights, let alone let him listen to the story. He won't have any objections, so he said sincerely, "Master, please enlighten me. Mouth..."

Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, very disgusted with the shamelessness of this person.

"The murder of Lanke Temple, the world thought it was done by the temple adjudicator. Only me and the temple Liao Liao and several people knew that it was done by the Demon Sect. When we were ready to find the right opportunity to tell Ke Haoran, he had already advanced Seeing the truth of the matter, of course, is only the first level of truth. To tell the truth, I still don’t know how he saw it..."

"I watched him riding a donkey to the shore of Daming Lake that day, watching him wave away the lake, watching him cut a block with a sword, I was very comforted, because I thought my plan was about to succeed:"

At this point, the old monk paused for a long time, and then continued to speak softly: "Because I thought at the time that no matter if he destroys the Demon Sect or is killed by the Demon Sect, he will never have a chance to become a Demon in this life. It's the meaning of a friend:"

Ning Que thought to myself that the little uncle had a friend like you, and it was really bad for him for eight lifetimes.

The old monk said with no regrets: "However, I have never seen such a murderer in my life:"