Chapter 842 Looking for People [Two in One]

  North Territory, Holy Mountain.

  After Venerable Wanfa fell, this snow mountain quickly lost its aura. At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, there are no longer dense footprints of pilgrims, and the people in the northern region no longer feel full of awe when they mention this place, but there will be a few sighs.

   Venerable Wanfa's death to kill the demon **** can be regarded as a glorious ending for this long life, and he is worthy of the title of the top powerhouse of the human race. It's a pity that his efforts were in vain because of Daoist Daoist Cang Sheng, that heartless person. The origin of the demon **** still escaped, and now the human race can only live in peace with the demon race.

  The Yaozu occupied the ancestral land of Penglai, which can only be regarded as a negligible retribution, which is not enough to offset the sins of the common people.

  After the death of the common people, the current Penglai Shangzong has drawn a clear line from the past, and embarked on a road of hard work and frugality, and since then all these grievances have disappeared.

   The four seas and nine states are still calm, and that's enough.

  But there is no gloomy cloud on the top of the holy mountain. The monks still maintain their daily chanting and practice, kowtowing in the morning and evening, and burning incense in the morning and evening. It seems that losing their master is no different to them.

  Only this day, Senior Brother Wu'er, who led everyone to do their homework, seemed to have something wrong. He had locked himself in the meditation room for a long time, but he still didn't come out.

  Even Jiang Guo, who has always been indifferent, looked at the closed door and wondered: "What happened to the great monk? The old monk is dead, so something happened to him, right? Do you need to kick the door open?"

   "Senior Sister, calm down." Chu Yi quickly suppressed the little girl's temper, and comforted him: "Senior Brother Wu'er has always been steady, maybe there is some breakthrough in cultivation, we don't need to bother."

  Jiang Guo frowned. The reason why she was worried was because the breath inside made her feel a little bit wrong. That kind of breath is both strange and familiar to her, strange because she doesn't know what it is, familiar because she always feels as if she has come into contact with it before.

   Not long after, I heard a scream from inside: "Ah—"

  The sound was terribly shrill, like a cry before death.

   It is Zen Master Wu'e!

   "Great monk!" Jiang Guo was impatient, and couldn't wait any longer. He kicked his body in front of him, and broke into the door with a bang!

  Boom!

  A strong spiritual force and haze gushed out from the door, which made Jiang Guo, who was so powerful, retreat dozens of steps, and all the monks who surrounded him were blown away by the shock.

   Only Chu in the distance was not affected—just now when Jiang Guo charged forward, he threw him away, and he hung on a tree and still hasn't come down.

   "I have gained enlightenment from Zen meditation. I am so sorry for not being able to control my cultivation for a while." Chan Master Wu'e's voice came from the haze, which was different from before, with a hint of indifference and alienation.

   "Brother..." someone called out.

   "Don't worry about me, I'll clarify what I've got later." Zen Master Wu'e dropped another sentence, and then he waved his sleeves in the haze, and the door closed again.

  Boom!

  The door of the meditation room was closed heavily, and the radiance and haze inside gradually faded, revealing the face of Zen Master Wu'e.

  He still has that generous appearance, with an unshaved head, a fluffy piece of stubble, and a large area of ​​balding. His cheeks are black and red from the perennial freezing on the ice, and his skin is rough.

  But the light in his eyes was no longer that gentle and kind, but accompanied by traces of coldness and confusion.

   "Who are you?" A voice came from deep in the room, asking him a very simple question that touched the depths of his soul.

  Zen Master Wu'e was stumped by this question.

   His eyes were confused, he looked at his hands, thought for a long time before asking again: "Who am I?"

   "Are you the suzerain of Pluto, or monk Wu'er?" the voice asked again.

   "I am the suzerain of Pluto... or monk Wu'e?" Zen Master Wu'e repeated it again in a daze. After a long time, he looked around with incredible eyes, "I'm still alive?"

   "You are all alive." The voice said slowly.

   "Then..." Zen Master Wu'e froze on the spot, "Who am I? Is it the suzerain of Pluto...or...Monk Wu'e?"

  He threw this question back again.

  The voice suddenly shouted loudly: "You are Lin Poyun!"

   This sound seemed to have some kind of thunderous sound that shocked the soul, and it dispelled the confusion in Zen Master Wu'e's eyes. His bald head shook, and his eyes were clear for a moment.

   "I am Lin Poyun!"

  It seems that he has been repeating the words of that voice, but at this moment, he has already clarified his origin.

  He was a young man from a mountain village. At that time, Xuan Yinzi slaughtered the people in this village far away from the city in order to ask for a blood sacrifice. He was the only one who was caught by Xuan Yinzi because of his extraordinary roots and his fate was close to Xuan Ming, and he was captured and prepared to be refined into a puppet.

  At that time, there was a woman in the Pluto sect, perhaps because she was pregnant and wanted to accumulate some virtues, so she advised Xuan Yinzi not to kill the child, but to take him as a disciple, and perhaps become his successor in the future.

  Xuan Yinzi also felt that this was feasible, so he woke up the young man, pressed his head and told him that he was his master and the enemy who killed his relatives, if he wanted revenge, he had to practice hard.

  But Xuan Yinzi probably didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

  The young man was taciturn and cautious, and without the master noticing, he reached a level that was enough to threaten him. But this was not enough, Lin Poyun did another thing that even Xuan Yinzi didn't dare to do.

  With the help of the Nether Avenue, he separated good and evil from the two realms.

  The pure evil body remained in the human world and became an extremely evil existence recognized by the real body of Jizo; the pure good body was stripped to the nether world, without a trace of cultivation, it should not be long before it was eaten by all ghosts, and the remnants could not return to the human world.

  The evil body obtained the real body of Ksitigarbha and successfully defeated Xuanyinzi. Although he did not kill him, taking away his Dao and Zongmen was considered revenge. In fact, if he is willing to take some risks to pursue, there is still hope to kill Xuanyinzi completely. But the evil body no longer has any emotional considerations, only pure interests, and will never take risks for anyone.

  After cutting off that important part, all he wants to do now is King's Landing, climbing to the top step by step.

   Never thought that Shanju would be rescued by others, and later became an important **** in preventing his great cause.

  The two memories gradually overlap.

   Venerable Wanfa, it was that old guy who rescued the good body from the Netherworld and took him to practice. And this is the reason why I was unwilling to deal with the good body before. Once the good body dies, the evil body will die too.

   Or rather, fusion.

  The Pluto suzerain fell into the trap of the righteous way in the Magic Mountain, and was defeated under the siege of all kinds of artifacts, and part of the thoughts of the evil body were transferred to the spirit of the good body, and the two merged into the original Lin Poyun with the good body.

  Zen Master Wu'e and the Suzerain of Pluto died, and the real Lin Poyun was reborn.

  The mixture of good and evil is no longer so pure.

   "Ah..." Lin Poyun sighed in dismay, not knowing which side it was for good or evil, then he turned around and looked at the source of the voice, his pupils shrank immediately.

  The person who talked to him was not someone, but a tablet!

   Impressively written on it: "The spiritual seat of Venerable Wanfa!"

  …

   "Don't go there, there are dead people over there."

  A little girl in a colorful dress dragged another little girl in a black dress. They were all fair-skinned, beautiful, lively and lovely, and sneaked into the berry garden of Yinjian Peak.

   It was Liu Xiaoyu and Tuntun.

   Next to the berry bushes is the garden where Chuliang grows spiritual plants, where the spiritual plants grow luxuriantly, so Tun Tun is naturally more attracted to it.

  But Liu Xiaoyu caught her in time.

  As the old mascot of Silver Sword Peak, she naturally knew that although it seemed to be full of aura, there were actually powerful corpses underneath. Liu Xiaoyu was usually very afraid of the place where the dead were buried, so she thought that Tun Tun was also afraid.

  According to the habits of the Sky Devourer, it might feel more fragrant to hear the Almighty Skeleton. But fortunately Tuntun has been with the Koi sisters these days, and his disposition is no different from that of ordinary little girls. Hearing Xiaoyu's fearful tone, he didn't dare to get closer.

  The two of them skipped class.

  On weekdays, there are always several people staring at Tuntun, Yan Daoren from Shushan, Caiyi from Yaozu, and their bright or dark eyes make them unable to escape even if they want to.

  But Daoren Yan was not here today, and Caiyi didn't know where to go, so the two little girls became more courageous.

   These days, Xiaoyu finds that what he and Tuntun resonate most with is eating. The two girls love to eat delicious food. They often hide behind Chen Lingtong to eat snacks in class.

  But the difference between the two is that Xiaoyu likes to eat fruit, while Tuntun likes to eat junk food more. After thinking about it for a while, Xiaoyu decided that it was because she had never eaten delicious fruit, so she decided to bring her to taste her own berries.

   "The little berries here are all grown by me watering a little bit." Liu Xiaoyu patted her small chest proudly, "However, brother Chuliang is very...stingy, he doesn't allow outsiders to come and eat our Yinjianfeng's fruit casually. Let's eat it quietly, and don't say it loudly."

   "En!" Tuntun nodded heavily.

  Xiaoyu's constant praise made her full of expectations for the golden berries.

   "Here." Liu Xiaoyu picked a berry and handed it to Tuntun.

  Tuntun took the berry, held it in his hand, took a small bite, and immediately the delicious juice burst out.

   "Ah..." Tuntun's eyes lit up, and he said again and again: "It's really delicious."

   "Really?" Xiaoyu smiled and said, "How could I lie to you? This whole garden is full of it, you can open it and eat it!"

   "Hmm..." Tuntun blinked again, "Is it really possible?"

   "Of course." Xiaoyu waved his hand generously, "This is such a big piece, you can't tell if you eat some. It's the first time to treat you, of course you must be full."

   "Then I won't be polite." Tuntun touched Xiaoyu's hand, and expressed fluently in the language she had learned these days: "Xiaoyu, you are really my best friend!"

  Hoo—

   On this day, a hurricane seemed to blow over Silver Sword Peak.

  …

  When Taoist Yan returned to the Baota Peak of Shushan Mountain, he didn't see Tuntun at the first time, his eyes tightened immediately, and his consciousness spread.

   "She didn't lose it, I went to play with my little sister at Silver Sword Peak." Caiyi's voice sounded from the side.

  Taoist Yan looked back, but there was still a murderous look in his eyes. He didn't reply, and moved his body, as if he was about to go to Yinjian Peak to look for it.

   "Let her go and play." Caiyi said again: "She is only a teenage girl now, it's too pitiful to just go to class all day."

  Yan Daoren did not make a sound, but spread out his consciousness and found Tun Tun's figure, and then he was relieved.

   "Are you injured?" Caiyi asked again.

   "It's okay." Taoist Yan shook his head.

   After being silent for a while, Caiyi said: "You know about our relationship, right? I told Chu Liang that once..."

   "I don't care." Yan Daoren said decisively: "I am a human, and you are a demon. If it weren't for the fact that the two races of human and demon are coexisting peacefully now, I wouldn't say that I would have to cut a sword."

   "Heh." Caiyi couldn't help but smile, "Your Yan family's temperament is really in the same line."

  Yan Daoren looked directly at her with sharp eyes, as if he was asking bluntly, what do you want to say?

  Caiyi probably understood what she meant, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to know where Yan Renjie went in the end?"

   "My grandfather would be curious, and maybe my father would too." Yan Daoren said indifferently: "In my generation, I don't care about these things anymore."

   "But he disappeared with the Town Demon Tower in the end. If we can find him, maybe we can find the Demon Town Tower." Caiyi said slowly.

   "Can you find him?" Taoist Yan asked.

   "I have a solution." Caiyi smiled and said, "I told that boy Chu Liang before, but he didn't believe it."

  When Caiyi kidnapped Chu Liang, she proposed to exchange the Sky Devourer with him by finding the Town Demon Tower. But at that time, Chu Liang felt that she was lying. If she could find the Zhenyao Tower, wouldn't she have gone to find it by herself?

   "Do you think I will believe it?" Daoren Yan seemed to have a slight sneer on his face: "Now that the demon **** has been resurrected, the demon clan can only leave the Far West. Do you think I will believe that you are willing to help us find the Demon Town Tower?"

  This matter sounds like a fantasy.

  Although Caiyi is a reformer of the demon clan, she has also been trying her best to find the demon god, and now she finally got her wish. As long as the demon **** exists, even if she has a pure nature and is close to the human race, the status of the demon race will not be too low. But once the demon-suppressing tower is found, the first choice of the human race may be to suppress the demon god.

  Then things will not be like this now, the initiative is in the Yaozu.

   "Others don't believe it, you should believe it." Caiyi said, her eyes flickering, "I am not only looking for the Demon Town Tower, but also... Yan Renjie. Although I know some methods, but my strength is not enough. I need your help from Shushan to do it. This is why I have always wanted to cooperate with Shushan."

  Her voice was a little earnest: "Yan Renjie disappeared with Zhenyao Tower. If you find Zhenyao Tower, you will find Yan Renjie; if you find Yan Renjie, you will find Zhenyao Tower."

   "It's been more than five hundred years, and you think he is also a monster?" Daoren Yan paused, and then said: "Even if he hasn't been annihilated, he has already turned into a rotten bone."

   "No." Caiyi shook her head vigorously, "He is not just a human race, he has the blood of the demon race, and it is possible to transform into a demon between life and death..."

  She seemed unwilling to believe it, but at the same time she seemed very determined.

   "I know you don't want to believe me, because I'm a demon race, and I've always been against the human race. But now that the demon **** has been resurrected, I don't need to make any more calculations. I just want to find Yan Renjie, and see him again, even if it's a pile of decayed bones, a pile of dust..." Caiyi's voice was very soft, "If you have loved someone deeply, maybe you can understand my feelings."

  After Yan Daoren was silent for a while, he finally said, "I can report this matter to the head teacher. As for whether it will be successful or not, I will not guarantee it. If you have another conspiracy, I will definitely be the first to kill you with my sword."

   Caiyi looked at Taoist Yan and said deeply, "Thank you."

good evening.

   Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a few days ago, Qidian has an author salon in Chengdu. As a young author, I can't refuse.

   Then I arrived in Chengdu at six o'clock this afternoon, so I have enough time to finish the work. Who knew that the plane was delayed for more than two hours before taking off, and it was almost nine o'clock when I arrived.

   After urging the taxi driver to go all the way, he finally arrived at the hotel to complete today's update. Sorry for being so late again.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)