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Lu Zhengkang said that this feeling was not good, it was like what Qing Ningzi said, he has been evading, trying to prove himself.

Prove that you are different from the previous life.

It is like proving that a person cannot step into the same river twice. Strictly speaking, the person in the previous second is different from the person in the next second.The past heart is not available, the present heart is not available, and the future heart is not available.In this world, Lu Zhengkang really owns himself, his own nature.Foreign objects, such as sensual dogs and horses, are naturally infinite. They never belonged to him for a single moment, and even time does not belong to him, space does not belong to him, his body does not belong to him, and his mind, sneaky, does not belong to him.What Lu Zhengkang really possesses is his true spirit.

There are countless Lu Zhengkang in the world, and they are all different.What makes them different.Character?I am afraid that every Lu Zhengkang has a personality, and there may be differences, but they are not bad.Experience?These are content that can be edited at will.When Lu Zhengkang came to the Celestial Realm, he was free. He did not remember Su Xiangli, or Serana, or a lover who had existed in some other world.At that time, he could pursue Qingningzi frankly.

Lu Zhengkang's willingness to share himself with others is like storing wealth in an account, like a document with a seal.

Now, he found that there was another chapter in his essay.

He is not the Lu Zhengkang at the end of that century. He used to be, he may be, he may be, but he is not.After drinking Mengpo Tang, walking across Naihe Bridge, crossing the river three times, the fate is cut off.Now Lu Zhengkang, he can't say that he loves Su Xiangli.It is Tianqi who really loves Su Xiangli, the Ouroboros, not the Scarlet Demon Lord and the Nine Color Deer.

He is a smeared banknote, stuffed into the pocket of his lover.He is a doll hanging in the air, afraid of landing.

Memory is a rope, strangling his neck.

Lu Zhengkang didn't even dare to say whether he was really willing to break away, maybe he was still intoxicated by this cowardice.

In the timeline of Lu Zhengkang's death, his brain tissue was taken away, and it was not until so many years later that it was stuffed into the body of a mechanical deer.

That was when the mechanical deer died. At the same moment, there could not be two Lu Zhengkang.

The one who came to the Celestial Realm was a flesh and blood body, but he was neither a mechanical deer nor an apocalypse, at best, he was an old ghost.

But it is undoubtedly Lu Zhengkang, who bears the name of Lu Zhengkang.He owed Su Xiangli, it was the procedure she set, and finally awakened him.Even if he crosses time and space and life and death, he no longer loves Su Xiangli, but he will still pay to save her...

He has no chips, he needs clean banknotes, he is not clean banknotes.

"Qing Ning'er, if one day..."

"Huh?" She hummed softly, the tune of Taoist chanting.She came from a serious subject, and it was normal for her to sing and recite mantras. This was a compulsory course in her childhood.

"Nothing." Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "Nothing."

In fact, that clean banknote was already ready.

"At this time, save the suffering immortal. In the great Luotian. Jiuqi Ziwei Tiangong. Shangbai Daojun said: Rally Sanyuan. Heaven, earth and water officials. Three realms and four houses. All saints and Cao officials. Kao Jusi. Same as all immortals. Talk about the Scriptures. Save sentient beings. Amplify the light. See the land of the world and the nine states..."

The words are curly, green as promised.

There are thousands of palaces in Shushan, and disciples chant sutras and mantras in the main hall of the hall.

The outer Dao body fell from the sky, "Chi Tian Mansion has invited you fellow Daoists to stay in the Wutong realm for a few days! Please don't reject my good intentions!"

He directly threw his fist and fought against the group of immortals.

Lu Zhengkang sat on the stone bench and closed his eyes. Qing Ningzi hummed the scriptures, as if she was back in the past. Under the high dome of Sanqing Hall, all the colorful paintings, sacred statues, and lighted sandalwood were in her ears. The sound, the futon under the seat, everything is in sight, she sings, "Within rivers, lakes and seas. In the world of Yan Fu. Suffering beings. Making evil and not good. Forgetting enmity. Many things are not enough. Wealth is forever. Ming. Disrespect the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon. He winds and scolds the rain. Deceives the gods and destroys the image. Hides the heavens and ignorances. Desecrates the sages and sages. Disrespects the parents and uncles and relatives.

The palace’s fault was razed, the flying sword magic weapon was destroyed, the phoenix tree boundary opened a mixed hole, and the red sky crowded out. These established, cheap cultivator groups laid out the formations to replace the Qinglian Sword Sect’s resistance. .

Thousands of people screamed, tens of thousands of people rushed, tens of thousands of people desperately resisted, the whistling of flying swords, the splattering of Taoism, the sound of cursing, the explosion of the palace and the forest, the crying, the humming, the land of Shushan, the spiritual light Three days into the sky.

"...A woman is pregnant for three and five days. No childbirth. Or dying in childbirth. Children dying after giving birth. Children dying at the age of 369. Children dying at the age of twelve or five. One day and one night. Ten thousand deaths. All is wronged. Coming. Turn eyes and money. Defraud the Xie’s property. Turn into a beast. If there are good men and believers. Make money and give money. Fast bathing. Turn to this sutra. Repent of regrets. Even if you are stunned..."

The scene in front of Qingningzi's eyes became more and more real and clearer. She returned to the ever-growing Qinglian Sword Sect. It has always been like this. All mountains and plants, heaven and earth, wind, frost, rain and snow, there are always chanting sounds, wonderful The Tao is the highest, and the spiritual heaven is infinite.

"... This sutra has a total of 1,675 words. The words are true interpretations. Each sentence is stunned. The act of killing sin. The volume of blessings. All the gods of the heavens. The sages of the three realms and ten directions. I heard this sutra. . Everyone is happy. Believe and obey. Be ritual and retreat."

She sighed long.

In the Indus realm, flying boats come and go, the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, the elders, the former ancestors, and all the treasures and materials, all have been looted, and all are transported close to the Indus realm, and the Red Heavens come to these races. In a short time, you will be happy and happy.

"Qing Ning'er, what do you think of this alien world? Humans, gods and demons live together, quite peaceful. In the future, our old world will be like this. Why do we want to ascend to the world of Nine Spirits? Go to that place."

"which place?"

"The Pure Land of Buddha."

"Sounds great. What's there?"

"Countless worlds, countless universes, and Mount Nasumi." A fragmented scene flashed before Lu Zhengkang's eyes.

"Sounds good."

Lu Zhengkang suddenly remembered that if he really wanted to go to the Pure Land, wouldn't he meet a lot of lovers?

What a ghostly pure land, it is obviously a Shura field."Ah, it's nothing good, let's not go."

"Huh?" Qing Ningzi narrowed his eyes.

Lu Zhengkang hurriedly interrupted, "Ah, when we were chatting just now, I killed the Qinglian Sword Sect by the way."

"Huh???" Qing Ningzi's eyes widened.

Lu Zhengkang could only laugh twice.

Chapter 874 Jinse

Qing Ningzi said to Lu Zhengkang, "I want to go back."

"Where are you going back?"

"Back to Shushan, Qinglian Jianzong."

"...Okay, but, do you want to go back to Shushan or see Qinglian Jianzong?" Lu Zhengkang scratched his head quite a bit.

"What do you mean?" Qing Ningzi sighed, "You can guess, what am I thinking?"

Lu Zhengkang's instinctive instinctive reaction kept a file.Qing Ningzi stood up and left him, as if he had pulled a layer of film away, and the cold wind began to flow in. Hey, it was really strong.

"Qing Ning'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Can't you see?" She walked to the river, so simple. Compared with the infinitely extending lines of the water, Qing Ningzi is just a simple closed loop of the outline of human nature. It does not even look like three-dimensional, but a Simple plane.

Lu Zhengkang made a sound again, this time, he really said it, but the sound was very soft, submerged in wind and rain."Hey!" he said.

Qing Ningzi's back is simple. She is dressed in a simple dress and dressed up. But in a modern city, she does not belong here, just like Lu Zhengkang does not belong here.

He is not without guilt, "Qing Ning'er, are you happy? I let the Qinglian Sword Sect people go, or I can go back to the past..."

Qing Ningzi smiled against the cold wind on the river surface, "You still have this kind of ability."

"Yes." Lu Zhengkang was taken aback.

He can go back to the past... In this way, Ouroboros said: The price is the present and future.The future body of Tianqi and the present body of Nine Color Deer.

Use these two in exchange for the past body.