Chapter 889

"Buddhist monk, unfeeling and unrequited love." Qiongluo looked at Jiuxiao, her voice was neither high nor low, but it was full of resentment, the kind of depression made people's eyes sore and the tip of their tongue bitter.

Jiuxiao looked at Qiongluo, tears rolled down his eyes again, but the ebony stick in his hand slowly appeared in front of him, the aura was lingering, thick as water, and slowly condensed into a lampstand about ten feet high, radiant and splendid. Dazzling light.

"Light it up, this thief is bald and lights up the Buddha lamp."

"After the Buddha lamp is lit, hey!"

"Ordinary bald donkeys don't have the ability to light Buddha lamps."

Although Ye Tian didn't know what it was to light the Buddha lamp, he could still hear some clues from the discussions of these monsters. I am afraid that after lighting the Buddha lamp, Jiu Xiao's backlash would not be so great.

But at this moment, Qiongluo said again: "You don't have to do this, with your ability, I can only be wiped out by breathing."

Jiu Xiao was silent, but kept urging the spiritual energy in his body to gather on the lampstand, and the lampstand also changed from yellow-green to emerald green until dark green.

But now it has changed from the initial spiritual energy to the convergence of spiritual liquid. I know that at this time, the spiritual liquid is slowly condensing towards the spiritual stone, and the spiritual stone gradually changes from green to light green or even light green, until the spiritual stones in some places begin to appear Little by little, the spirit stone began to transform into a transparent color.

Ye Tian looked at the Buddha lamp in front of Jiu Xiao, but the pressure in his heart doubled, and the desire for power once again filled all his plans.

After the Buddha lamp was fully formed, Jiuxiao sat cross-legged, but he was in the air, looking at Qiongluo with tenderness in his eyes, but he did not hide the determination deep in his eyes.

Sometimes giving up may not be a big deal. How many times can you be free in one life?

At this moment, Qiongluo began to review her life slowly, but after thinking for a long time, she retrieved the most important thing in the corner of her mind.

Monster beasts entered the world, sealed their spiritual power, concealed their spiritual consciousness, and walked in the world without concealing the world. A warehouse that was already full of dust in memory was opened again.

The land of Goulan was originally a dirty place, and had nothing to do with sex, but Qiongluo was born here, and her life was very difficult. It was difficult to live, but she happened to meet Jiuxiao at that time.

Although Jiu Xiao was a monk when he was young, he had an unforgettable face for women, and he had a great wish to influence the world.

In Qiongluo's heart, she only yearns for the Dao, and she is merciful to the men who greet her and see her off. She just wants to catch a glimpse of the Dao in this repetition, and ascend to the immortal as soon as possible. In other words, Qiongluo has everything except Dao Xin disappear.

However, Jiuxiao privately thinks that these are the sufferings that the world has imposed on Qiongluo, and vows to do his best to transform Qiongluo and the men who came to look for her.

Therefore, Jiu Xiao sat cross-legged at the place where Qiongluo was, and whenever someone came, Jiu Xiao would patiently persuade them until they were persuaded to leave.

But the consequence of living like this is that Qiongluo's basic source of life is cut off, and she has to come out to explain to Jiuxiao, but the conversation between the two makes Qiongluo unforgettable to this day.

"Why are you here?" Qiong Luo asked

"Salvate sentient beings!" Jiu Xiao clasped his palms together.

"Can all living beings know?" Qiongluo asked back.

"Life is suffering, and all living beings don't know it." Jiu Xiao replied.

"Life and life, where is it more difficult?" Qiongluo asked again.

"Both are bitter, and life is even harder." Jiu Xiao replied.

"No one comes, how does the little girl live?" Qiong Luo looked at Jiu Xiao and said sadly.

Men in the world are sad about beauty, even monks with a firm heart are still mortal bodies. This is the most important way of survival that Qiongluo learned here.

Only by showing her weakness can she be willing to worship under her own pomegranate skirt. As a woman, she will be able to do nothing if she ignores this matter. A man's ambition is his weakness.

It is important to be successful and famous, but the affirmation of a woman can make you lose your heart, even if you escape into Buddhism, it will be unavoidable.

"If you have hands and feet, you can live." Jiu Xiao raised his head and looked at Qiong Luo for the first time.

I saw Qiongluo's fair skin, delicate facial features, eyes like autumn moons, eyebrows like silk mist, feelings gradually grew between Gu Pan, dimples were shallow, making people wish to lie drunk in it, Jiuxiao's throat rolled, but her eyes were infatuated, until Qiongluo interrupted softly, and Jiuxiao just came back to his senses.

Afterwards, Jiuxiao still meditated in front of Qiongluo's room every day, and still persuaded those who came to look for Qiongluo, but occasionally some people persuaded Jiuxiao and entered the door, but only the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra came out of the room.

Just when everyone thought that this kind of life would last for a long time, there was a bloody scene in front of Qiongluo's room door. Jiuxiao was holding a butcher knife, and was chopping off the fingers of the person in front of him with one knife. Even the miserable sound could not stop Jiu Xiao from swinging the butcher knife.

It wasn't until the man's ten fingers were all chopped off that Jiu Xiao stood up with his hands clasped together, but all the onlookers looked at Jiu Xiao silently, thinking that he was about to leave.

"Leave your name, I'll visit another day." The man with the severed finger gritted his teeth while enduring the severe pain.

Jiu Xiao turned to look at the man, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth and said: "You don't need another day, you can do it now, poor monk Jiu Xiao." After finishing speaking, the knife fell in his hand, and blood gushed out like a fountain, spraying Jiu Xiao's head and face, and Jiu Xiao was like hell for a while Asura.

So far, no one dared to look for Qiongluo, and life was difficult after the door was left out, but Jiuxiao still stayed here and refused to leave.

However, Jiu Xiao's reputation took a turn for the worse, and everyone who knew about it scolded him, and even many Buddhist disciples came to deal with Jiu Xiao.

However, Qiongluo explained for him every time, which also made Jiuxiao feel very grateful, and held an indifferent attitude towards other people's misunderstandings.

But after all, Qiongluo makes a living by this, and the principle cannot be eaten as a meal. Even if she relies on herself, a woman has no strength to restrain a chicken, and her life is getting worse day by day, and she even needs to be cheeky to ask for a full meal.

In desperation, Qiongluo told Jiuxiao about her embarrassment, hoping that he would let her survive, even knelt down and begged him to leave.

Jiuxiao's body was shaken, and his Buddha's mind was greatly damaged for a while, so he stumbled away and never saw Qiongluo, but he heard that Qiongluo resumed his old business after a few days, and his business was booming.

At that moment, Jiu Xiao felt that his road to salvation was a joke, and he even did not hesitate to erase others for it, but these were just tricks to deceive the world.

But these things are very normal in Qiongluo's view. Only by being alive, everything is possible. You can't ignore your own life and death for the sake of the so-called Dao. That kind of way of cultivating Dao may also make sense, but it is not acceptable to her of.

Therefore, it is somewhat difficult to understand Jiuxiao's actions. She even felt that these were not the way she understood, so she didn't delve into it. It's just a bit regretful. After all, Jiuxiao is considered an eminent monk in the eyes of ordinary people. It's just a pity.

It wasn't until half a year later that Jiu Xiao's reappearance made Qiong Luo's heart throb, but the purpose of Jiu Xiao's coming here was to kill.

Moreover, he was chanting words, and he seemed to be a bit distracted, but his eyes were red, and the spirit energy in his whole body fluctuated, and he was on the verge of erupting, and he might fall into the devil's way at any time.

For a moment, everyone looked at Jiuxiao from a distance, just like the current scene on Qingqiu Mountain.

"The world misunderstands me, and the Buddha's heart is hard to find. Kill all the people, and the Buddha's heart will emerge." Jiu Xiao's whole body was bent, and blood was pouring from his eyes.

It's just that the whole body is filled with murderous aura, as if the Nine Netherworld is present, and the black aura is lingering on the whole human seal hall.

It wasn't until seeing Qiongluo that he gasped and said, "Life is suffering, why not die?"

"If you die, you will disappear. How can you live?" Qiong Luo looked at Jiu Xiao and said with a charming smile.

"For the sake of life, dignity is bullshit?" Jiu Xiao finally let go of his so-called desire for salvation.

"Look in this world, is there anyone who doesn't live for dignity? But how has the word dignity ever let anyone go? It is invisible, but it exists in all ages. You entered the world as a Buddha, have you ever thought about why?" Qiong Luo The words were like Huang Zhong Dalu, hitting Jiuxiao's heart hard, feeling confused for a moment, only feeling that everything is difficult, and there is no nostalgia for living.

The hatchet in his hand slashed wildly, but there was no trace of blood, only the blade was moving horizontally and horizontally, but there was no light at all. The darkness in front of him had already penetrated into his heart.

But Qiongluo said: "Everyone in the world suffers, but the Buddha is difficult for the common people. The Tao has various forms, and the youth is blooming in an instant."

At this moment, Jiuxiao didn't have the slightest clarity in his heart. He just sat in meditation under the gaze of everyone and tried to comprehend it forcibly, but his heart was in a mess, and the killing in his heart kept surging, making it difficult to calm down.

Qiongluo looked at Jiuxiao's efforts to influence her into such a state, and she couldn't help being moved, but it was extremely difficult to live in this world of mortals, and she lost her dignity in order to live simply. A demon that needs to be normalized.

For the first time, Qiongluo became curious about Jiuxiao, approaching Jiuxiao, looking at his red eyes from confusion at the moment, there was no slightest contempt in her heart, only bursts of heartache that did not know when it would appear.

Once a cultivator is controlled by the seven emotions and six desires, the Dao heart will naturally be difficult to stabilize. Now Qiongluo is affected by Jiuxiao's Dao heart, and should have left immediately, but another voice strongly prevented this action itself, just kept urging her to go Close to Jiuxiao's heart.

As everyone knows, the approach this time almost cut off Qiongluo's path of cultivation.

With the aid of Dao Xin, Qiong Luo leaped into Jiu Xiao's eyes, and clearly understood what Jiu Xiao wanted to see without any reservation.

But because Qiongluo didn't have the slightest aura and external protection at the moment, after looking at the dark world in Jiuxiao's heart, she had no choice but to withdraw silently, and then knocked Jiuxiao unconscious with all her strength, and found an unmanned place and locked him up.

However, Jiuxiao's chatter did not stop.

"Only killing can awaken the world."

"All conditions are illusory..."

"Women are not allowed to cultivate..."

Jiuxiao's howling every night failed to save herself, and Qiongluo was about to fall into the red dust hell.