Immortal Devil Transformation

After decades of healing and improvement, the river water of the Holy River of Banquan has been introduced into many dark channels in Liusha City.

Now Liusha City has no shortage of water, it is full of Huyang, the old Huangsha City is already full of green eyes, the water is loud, the merchant team from afar riding the bearded camel here, even Tang Tibetan ancient country's own people have used to call it Tang Tibetan Holy City or Tang Tibetan Beijing City, not to mention the name Liusha City of the past.

Because the queen loved banyan trees in the past, many tall banyan trees like pavilions can also be seen in the streets and in many of the courtyards.

Some of these banyan trees have sparse cicadas at this time.

The man whose skin was soaking like rotten leather, in this sparse cicada, some greedy looked at the sun and shook his head slightly.

“Please ask Mr. Tani to enter the sedan. ”

The old and dull voice rang again.

“Sure. ”

A happy smile appeared on the man's face, as if to meet an old friend, dragged the chain and a stench towards the loud yellow sedan, lifted the curtain and walked in.

A slightly darker sedan sits a tall, prestigious, purple-faced old man wearing a gown of earthen yellow.

Tang Tibetan official clothing is simple, without too much texture, just by the face *, this earthy yellow color is representative of Tang Tibetan land, is authentic people.

“Mr. Gongsun, long time no see.” The man was familiar with the man, laughing and being serious.

Tang Tianqing's grandson Jing was also familiar with the man. Faced with the stench on the man, he didn't seem to notice a thing, but smiled too: “You look much better than I thought. ”

“You probably didn't expect me to see the sun again," the man smiled. ”

The grandson nodded and said with some silence: “I did not think… and I did not think that Mr. Tani would see the sun again on the occasion of the Queen's funeral. ”

“You seem to have had a good time all these years, but I'm not comfortable, and I still have a chance to see the sun again, but I died in your hands, Brother Song, but I haven't had a chance to look at the day and hear the cicada.” The man looked at the grandson and said quietly, saying the last word, "Yes," and his body suddenly sounded like a flood. An extremely frivolous killing machine made all the red hoof giants present under Tang Tibetan's riding sound of fear.

The man's chest contracted suddenly and a crystalline water sword sprayed out of his mouth with an extinct air machine, striking the grandson in front of him.

The turquoise sedan was torn apart and struck by immense soul power into scattered fragments.

Sun Jing sat flawlessly with a big hole in his chest and blood flowing.

Looking at the sudden burst of the sedan, looking at the grandson's view of the decadent seat, “Mr. Grandson!” Almost all the Tang Tibetan Re-riding made a terrible shout.

It is simply inconceivable to them that a prisoner who has been in a water cage for years without knowing how many years can unleash such a horrific force and strike at a practitioner who is so powerful in their eyes, Mr. Sun.

“Don't do it! ”

But just as all of them were ready to rush towards the man, the grandson sitting on the ground and several other big sedans made a simultaneous sound.

“Why don't you fight back?” The man frowned and looked at the breathless grandson, asking.

“If I fight back, how can I solve Mr. Valley's grievances?” Grandson Jing gently coughed up his blood and looked at the man: “Before the Virgin Mary left for the Temple, she left me a legacy. Let me pick you up and let me tell you something. Vice President Xia hopes that Mr. Tani will live well, and she also hopes that you will live well. ”

“You asked me for your life?” The man frowned and looked at the view of the grandson, who surely could no longer live, and some answered the question: “Are you so noble? ”

Grandson Jingqiang, in spirit, looked at the man and said earnestly: "It is not my nobility, it is just that I have experienced Tang Tibetan chaos before the prayer rain of the Virgin Queen. I do not want my children to live in such chaos. Please, sir, a T-shirt. ”

“Since she's all gone to the temple, is it that serious?” The man shrugged, “Are we in a mess in the west? ”

“Very serious.” Grandson Jing looked at the smart and powerful man who did not need too much information to speculate on some situations and nodded, "I can no longer, Lord Lu will elaborate for you. ”

After saying this in a breath, the grandson's head dropped sharply, without any more anger.

The man looked at the grandson's view, shook his head, sighed and turned to look at the rest of the sedan. "I'm going to take a bath and have something to eat. ”

Next, he was a little upset, and some shook his head helplessly, adding: "I'm afraid it's too greasy. ”

……

The snowy team began to leave the miraculous Buddha standing in yellow sand and began their journey back.

The red-eyed Emperor Feng Xuan prayed and prayed again against the dense and numb Buddha Cave on the cliff. When he got up, he was stunned.

He saw that if the monk was really very healthy, Bilu had also changed into a plain clothing, and the old Ujin Zen wand had been loaded into a long wooden box with his back on. And beside him was a bald-headed kid in white, a teenager with a real face and bright eyes.

“Master, is this?” Emperor Feng Xuan couldn't bear to ask questions.

Zhen Bilu turned slightly, "This is my little brother Yunhai. He also wanted to go out and see. The master agreed, so he would follow me. ”

“Meet Master Yunhai. ”

The skinhead monk is young, but Emperor Feng Xuan naturally knows very well what kind of place if the temple is, and what kind of person it would be if the temple came out, so although he is sad in his heart, he still cannot bear the joy of the moment, hastily and earnestly greeted the gift.

“We chose to be born, but as if most magicians wanted nothing but purity, so when we went out, we stopped calling ourselves monks.” Zhen-Vilu looked at Emperor Feng Xuan, Hong said: “After going out, you can call us monsieurs, just like you call us ordinary practitioners, so as not to attract more attention. ”

After a brief meal, Zhenbilu added: “Since the Empress of the Virgin Mary and the Emperor have been allowed to enter the Temple, they have euphemistically expressed their willingness to accept recognition and support, together with the prestige that the Queen of the Virgin Mary herself has established over the years and the impression that the Temple is like the rest of the world, so don't worry too much about the big picture. ”

Emperor Phoenix nodded silently.

“Look! Brother Xuanyuan! ”

At this moment, a real little monk, Yunhai, sent a sudden cheer that was very uncoordinated with the atmosphere at this moment.

In his eyes, Emperor Feng Xuan was once again.

He saw a young white monk with an ordinary wooden wand picking up an enormous burden, carrying a gown, walking out of a Buddha's Palace deep behind him.

The young white monk had a very ordinary face, but was extremely kind and clean.

At first glance, it naturally produces an unknown sense of intimacy and goodwill.

Emperor Fengxuan thought the monk was extraordinary at a glance.

“Brother Yunhai, Brother Zhenbilu. ”

Seeing Yunhai and Zhenbilu through the depths, the young white monk smiled slightly awkwardly and offered a courtesy.

“Brother Xuanyuan, you've been so miserable twice. Especially the last time you almost went blind, you didn't come back until now. You're going again for the third time.” Yunhai Heshi's gift, crisp and raw smile.

Xuan nodded away: "The world never ceases to say that my zen is in this endless pursuit of the sandy sea. ”

Zhen-Vilu nodded solemnly: “Be careful. ”

Xuanyuan also converged his smile and looked at Zhenbilu to salute him again. “Be careful, brother. ”

Yet Yunhai called out: "Brother Xuanyuan, there is nothing to explore in the endless sandy sea. Even if there are true Buddhist signs, why don't you come out with us? ”

Emperor Feng Xuan heard a move in his heart, but Xuan shook his head seriously. "Brother Yunhai, no. ”

Yunhai waved: “Goodbye, Brother Xuanyuan. ”

Xuan smiled and waved his hand across the deep end: “Goodbye. ”

Zhen-Vilu looked at Xuan-yuan calmly: "I hope to see you again. ”

Xuan Yuan shook his head with a grin: “Brother, you are in the red dust, can you not be so honest and say some Jili before you go away. ”

Jan Bilu nodded away and turned away.

Yunhai sparrowed to catch up with Emperor Fengxuan, but his footsteps were high and low, but he was slightly limp.

“I was born that way, but it doesn't matter.” Yunhai felt Emperor Feng Xuan's strange gaze, but turned his head and smiled slightly: “Master Yan, flesh and skin. ”

“It doesn't matter.” Looking at the glory of life and death, Emperor Feng Xuan nodded again, but held Yunhai's hand forward and walked shoulder to shoulder.

Zen light shines like the sea.

……

Bi Falling Mausoleum, south bank of Mirror Lake, in an unnamed grass.

Xu Clothes, a large offering by Bi Luan Army, is cooking several lake fish in a marching iron pot.

Chopped peppers, sauce, spring onions… the ingredients are very rich and aromatic.

The other two pots of wine were warmed on the red charcoal. The hair was a little coarse yellow, over fifty years old, and there was an ancient qin next to it. It just looked like the army dressed as a lonely violinist was offering shallow meat while eating the heavy smelling fish.

Already drunk a lot of wine, combined with a few drinks alone, Xu cloth's eyes were a little cloudy and seemed to be sleepy.

He clamped up another piece of fish meat, but seemed dissatisfied with it and put it in the pot.

“It's rude not to come in. ”

He shook his head, reached out and bounced softly. A chopstick instantly flew out with a horrible smell, shooting out into the grass.

There's blood coming out.

“General Namsan asked me to come to you. ”

But a slightly painful voice quickly rang.

A young man with a huge figure and a very patient face, covered his bloody stomach, walked into the grass and knelt in front of him.

“The ones in the Imperial City who helped Nanshan Twilight escape?” Xu Clothes looked at the patient young sergeant and asked with a slight glance.

The young man shook his head: “I don't know. ”

“Don't know?” chuckled Xu, “What did Nanshan Twilight ask you to come to me for? ”

“General Nanshan asked me to tell Big Bong that he knew you were Zhou Shufu's man, and that the evidence was conclusive when he heard that General Ren had colluded with Xiyiliquor. He also asked me to tell you that the Ghost Master is not dead. He gave you the Ghost Master, and it is up to you to decide what to do with him. ”