Yun Sheng, she, not believing?
Yun Sheng left.
Ji Rumo was startled.
After a while, he understood Yun Sheng's meaning.
More than 500 years ago, Ye Lingyue fell.
That's fate.
But Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming did not believe.
They changed their lives and turned Ling Yue back to life.
Could it be that this time ...
"Yun Sheng, don't you know that this time, it's different from before."
Ji Rumo sighed.
Over time, many things are different.
Lingyue can live, that is because Lingyue's destiny is inevitable, and there is a body protector of life and death.
But now, she walked against the sky, at any rate to prevent the Black Death Star from cleaning the Three Realms, so that she was too virtual.
Her soul cannot escape the sky-tribulation, and her flesh cannot escape the sky-tribulation.
Not to mention, the life and death symbols in her body have been exhausted.
Without the sign of life and death, how to get back to life.
But this fact, Ji Rumo could not bear to tell Yun Sheng.
Yun Sheng loves Lingyue and loves his life.
Ji Rumo is not so.
Ling Yue was the child he grew up watching.
He also hopes that this time, she will be able to change her life again.
But this time, miracles can really happen?
Without Ye Beiming and Yun Sheng, without the gods of God and the reincarnation of life and death, even Emperor Xin is gone. Ling Yue, she alone, can really win the sky with manpower?
Ji Rumo was not sure.
The only thing he can do is look forward to the miracle.
And all these miracles are concentrated on a person, the evil spirit of the world, Xin Lin.
In the following decades, Yun Sheng really no longer questioned Ling Yue's whereabouts.
After the conflict between the Qingyin Valley and the Vajra Buddha, Yun Sheng changed her normal situation, and she no longer appeared in front of others. She stayed in a simple place and specialized in Dharma. important.
The Buddha was very pleased with this commandment, and gradually relaxed his vigilance against Yun Sheng.
Ji Rumo observes Xin Lin from time to time.
But to his disappointment, although he may occasionally find the whereabouts of Xin Lin, but after Xin Lin appeared again, "Ye Lingyue" never appeared again.
It seems wrong to pin the hope of Lingyue's resurrection on a little girl ...
It's just that there really is Xin Lin alone, who cares about Ye Lingyue's life and death?
In the voiceless valley, in front of the steep mountain wall, at this time, there was a figure standing in the sky, which was particularly awkward in the night.
In the sound of the flowing water, the sigh of the man made the sound of the flowing water and the wind between the valleys all silent.
That purple dress, under the haze of the night, seemed to become ink.
Only the purple eyes, even the night moon, were eclipsed in front of them.
The mountain wall in front of me is the mountain wall where Buddhism taught.
The scriptures will appear on the mountain walls during the daily lectures.
At night, under the moonlight, the mountain wall is as bright as a mirror.
Zitangsu stared at the mountain wall without a word.
"Buddha, you seem to owe an explanation for the story today."
Under the night, an old voice came from somewhere.
Zitangsu didn't even move his eyelids.
"I don't want to talk."
The three words are cold and hard, and there is no room for a little tact.
This is a typical Zitangsu answer.
The old voice was obviously stagnant and never heard again.
Zitangsu is in a bad mood. At this time, it is not appropriate to talk to him more.
The one who raised the big purple hall in one hand naturally knows it.
Instead of asking for fun, it's better to let him have his temperament.
The person who influenced the Buddha has disappeared.
Disappeared between heaven and earth, what disappeared can no longer disappear.
From today on, the Buddha is still the Buddha of the Buddha Sect.
The disappearance of the voice behind him was of no importance to Zitangsu.
He was still attentive, looking at the bright mountain wall.
On the wall of Foshan, something attracted it.
But there is nothing on the mountain wall.
In this way, from midnight to late night, until the early morning, the sound of wind and water in the Qingyin Valley has been tired, and fell into a silence ...
Zi Tangsu's body moved slightly.
It is too virtual to be incarnation ... Although I have known all this for a long time.
But when all this happened, he was still unable to hold himself.
Why the damn destiny made her suffer unbearable pain again and again.
"master."
A guilty voice was uploaded from Zitang's body.
A sharp head came out of Zitangsu's sleeve.
Like a child who did something wrong, Silent Taser shrank for a long time before daring to appear under Zi Tangsu's eyelids.
"Little Master ..."
The Tower of Silence is not finished.
Tengdi, a flame was born out of thin air.
The flames engulfed the tower of silence.
"Master, spare your life!"
The Tower of Silence was startled.
The purple fire had engulfed the tower of silence.
That is the refining fire of Zitangsu. Any magic weapon, even the tower of silence, will be transformed into a pool of golden water once it is engulfed.
"It's your master's order, follow her."
The Tower of Silence is a grievance.
"stupid."
Zitangsu even lazily looked at the Ruin Pagoda.
He kept the Tower of Extinction in the Heavenly Penalty Gobi, just to help Ye Lingyue's arms.
Ye Lingyue's incarnation is too fictitious and cannot be changed.
But Ye Lingyue's flesh should not be lost.
Ye Lingyue went against the sky, forcibly reversed the Black Death Star Tribulation, and saved at least half of the creatures in the Three Realms.
This behavior must bear the catastrophe.
Zitangsu left the Tower of Silence, so that Ye Lingyue can preserve the flesh at least in the case of the soul flying, and take it to 33 days, but unexpectedly, halfway, Lingyue's flesh will be taken away .
"Master, Master, don't you mean to follow her, don't you mean that the little girl added as Xin Lin, take the meaning of the flesh of the little master with her? Where does Xiaota know, she hides the flesh of the little master . "
The Tower of Silence was screamed with fire.
The Death Tower knows that Xiaozhuzi's flesh is lost. It's not the same as Xiaoke, it also wants to retrieve Lingyue's flesh, but fortunately, the Xiaozhuzi's flesh is gone.
The little girl named Xin Lin was also very alert, and as soon as she found her shadow, she escaped faster than the rabbit.
Little Tower couldn't find Ye Lingyue's flesh, but in a hurry, he could only take advantage of Xintianyu's opportunity to ascend and return to Zitangsu.
Little Tower screamed.
Zitangsu didn't listen to the explanation.
He still looked at the mountain wall.
For a long time, it was like a dream.
"She, is there still life?"
No one answered Zitangsu's words.
He can see through the past and present life of Lingyue.
But in the afterlife, he couldn't see through.
Vitality ... Vitality ...
In the voiceless valley, the words of Zitangsu are constantly echoing.