The rain became heavier and heavier, splashing a layer of white mist on the ground, like an ethereal veil.
With a close palm, he retracted the iron ruler into his sleeve and walked away in the rain amid Zou Min's bitter crying.
The rain pillar was intertwined in front of him into a huge net of insolence, but his hair and robe showed no signs of being wet, and his short, dense white hair stood upright, pointing to the boundless sky.
"Jihong Embroidery Village" After silently pronouncing these four words, the corners of his thin mouth pulled up a cruel smile, and his ten fingers clenched involuntarily.
But halfway through his left hand, there was a sharp pain in the joint, he bared his teeth and snorted, and three flames suddenly rose from his right palm, pressing the black and withered left hand.
After pressing like this for a while, the pain in his left hand finally lightened slightly, he raised two thick white eyebrows, a pair of eagle eyes scorched and shining, and all his thoughts followed the inexhaustible anger in his heart back to eleven years ago, back to the lotus pond where the red lotus reflected the sky.
As soon as he pushed open the door of the palace, Wang Jixun ran towards him with broken steps, "Dao Chief, it's not good, Lin Jingyin ran away." ” "I didn't ask you to lure him back with a secret mourning, and then close the city gate and release the secret arrows, how could you let him escape?"
Wang Jixun stomped his feet, "It's all that old man Liu is nosy, and he used the token of the first emperor to let the forbidden army open the city gate, so that he could escape, Dao Chief, what should I do now?"
Your Majesty, he was furious and said that Lin Jingyin must die, otherwise it will be a great disaster in the future. ” "Lin Jingyin is a person who loves him, the first emperor died violently, she must go to a place to mourn him, so I can only go with him."
Wang Jixun squinted his two mung bean eyes, "What did the Taoist chief say, but the red lotus pond?"
” "Exactly."
Wang Jixun's eyes rolled, "Everyone else says that Lin Jingyin is not a human, he is a monster, Dao Chang, according to what you see, what is he?"
” The Taoist priest snorted from his nose, "It's worth my trouble?"
You're underestimating him. ” The red lotus clusters are boundless, as if the sky has been dyed red.
However, if you look closely, you will find that the lotus flowers are emitting white smoke, and some of the petals are gradually curled and charred black, and finally turn into a puddle of ashes and pass away with the wind.
The water of the pool was bubbling and bubbling, a little closer to the boiling point, and there seemed to be a dark shadow shaking under the water, but when you looked closely, it was not a reflection, but a puff of orange-red flames.
Lao Dao stood beside the pool, a pair of eagle eyes stared intently at the boiling water in front of him, and the iron ruler swung up violently, and fell down heavily, splitting the water in half.
"Lin Jingyin, come out, if you don't come out again, even the belt bones will be burned clean by me."
Let me see what your true body really is, how dare you make waves in the palace. ” The end of the iron ruler suddenly tightened, Lao Dao was slightly startled, and his body turned towards the lotus pond with the iron ruler, but when he was about to fall into the water, he exhaled and froze, his body and the water surface were almost parallel, and the thing in the pool was tugging at one end of the iron ruler.
A long shadow tumbled beneath the water, sparkling and stinging the old man's eyes.
He gritted his teeth violently, his left hand suddenly spread, and three flames rushed into the pool, and the water churned even more violently, and the white flue rose up, obscuring his vision.
"Boom", the water splashed, and in the vast white mist, he saw a thing with a shining blue light flying towards him, and then his body tightened, his body was tightly entangled by it, and the whole person fell into the red lotus pond.
The water was full of flames, clusters and fluffs, like monsters with teeth and claws, rushing past him one by one.
He looked at the two lantern-sized yellow eyes in front of him and laughed softly, "Lin Jingyin, is this your true face?"
It's just that you know that if I can make this samadhi fire, I won't be afraid of it, but you, by nature, are afraid of heat, and if you drag it any longer, you will probably be burned beyond recognition by it. ” "How many days?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the water, and although it wasn't as crisp and gentle as it sounded like usual, he recognized it at once.
"What days?"
The voice turned into a few soft smiles, "Every hundred years, you will be devoured by the remnants of the souls you have killed, and in order to prevent them from getting closer, at this time, you will find a secluded hiding place and meditate on luck to alleviate their damage to the body."
Demon Dao, can what I heard be true?
” Hearing this, Lao Dao only felt a pang in his body, knowing that he had been tricked, but he still tried his best to stabilize his mind, trying not to be seen through by him in a panic, "Lin Jingyin, if you are burned by the true fire of Samadhi for a few days, even if you don't die, you will go to half a life, and if you want to soar in the future, I am afraid it will be even more difficult, in order to avenge him, is it worth it?"
Speaking of this, he changed his words, "In my opinion, with your skills, if you cultivate for another hundred or ten years, you will definitely be able to cultivate to become an immortal, so why do you linger in this filthy world?"
” The voice laughed again, and there was a hint of coldness in the smile, like a steel needle, poking straight at him, "Demon Dao, you are a good hand at puffing out your lips and tongue, but it's a pity that this trick is useless to me." ” Seeing that he was unmoved, Lao Dao was furious, and his ten fingers suddenly opened, pouring countless fires into the red lotus pond that had already burned into a puddle of black water.
"Okay, since you're so stubborn, let's give it a try and see if it's your long life or my hard life."
The fire burned for three days, and that day, when the sun was rising, a silver-haired monkey passed by the red lotus pond with black smoke, and it looked down at the shore, covered its nose and shook its head, "Oh, I was still thinking of picking some red lotus seeds and going back to make porridge to eat, but I didn't think that I would see it for a few days, but this pond was burned like this, and it was really evil." ” After the words fell, he jumped along the edge of the pool and ran forward, who knew that just ran out of a few steps, suddenly heard a "bang" behind him, turned around, but saw a long scorched black tail stretched to the shore, on it, there is also a handful of red and tender lotus seeds, in the reflection of the morning sun, it looks very gratifying.
Before long, a weak voice came from the bottom of the pool, "Save me, this lotus seed will be brought to you to make porridge." ” Seeing the figure of the Taoist priest slowly disappearing into the distance, the sword spike covered with mud in two slowly stood up from the ground, like a small person less than a finger long, staggering towards the small copper box sunk in the muddy water, and opened it with all his might.
The mothweed in the box fluttered its wings and prepared to take off, and the sword spike saw the opportunity, crawled onto the back of the worm, and flew with it into the vast rain and mist.
(End of volume)