Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 485 Resurrection from the Dead

Hearing this, Mingguang patted Cao Wei's shoulder, said nothing, and just walked slowly outside.

Two junior brothers, one old and one young, stood side by side outside the main hall, looking up into the distance.

At this moment, the sky is just right. Outside Qingxia Peak, the water near the lake is smoky, and the mountains in the distance are like black clouds. Occasionally, I see a spirit boat flying from a distance and landing against the mountain, startling the birds.

Some monks flew out of the boat, either alone or in groups, scattered in various directions.

After a long time, Master Mingguang sighed: "Junior brother, if we don't see you, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"Senior brother seems to have a lot of feelings!" Cao Wei said slowly.

As he spoke, he turned over his hand and took out a jade communication talisman. After his spiritual thoughts penetrated it, he couldn't help but frown.

"Senior Brother Wujiu has been summoned, and it seems that Uncle Xing will be born soon." Mingguang said slowly.

"Well. You seemed to have a story just now, why don't you continue?" Cao Wei nodded lightly.

After hearing this, Master Mingguang stroked his long beard with his hands and looked at the ever-changing clouds in the distance with his eyes.

"once……"

Mingguang stopped just after he started speaking, seeming to be lost in memories.

Cao Wei glanced sideways. Although he couldn't see his face clearly at the moment, he could tell from the outline drawn by his spiritual mind or the breath he felt that the person standing next to him was no longer the same person as before. The high-spirited young master of the Sutra Pavilion is actually the white-headed head of the Qingxia Sect who is six or seven hundred years old.

Mingguang seemed to have noticed Cao Wei's gaze, and laughed dumbly. He took out a bottle of wine out of thin air and took a deep sip.

"That's all, my body and the sunset are with each other, and my name and the glory of the court are gone. Bringing up old things again is just adding sorrow and worry." Master Mingguang sighed.

When he said this, his eyes were half lowered, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

After a while, he sighed: "Junior brother, senior brother finally understands why Uncle Zuoqiu likes this Baihua Brew. He can't get it and can't put it down. All the flavors are brewed in the jade pot, brewing a sound. sigh!"

"It's all in the wine, no need to say more." Cao Wei took out a pot of wine and touched it with a crisp jade sound.

"Yes, why bother saying more!" Master Mingguang said.

As soon as these words were spoken, the two looked at each other and smiled, then raised their heads and took a swig of wine into their throats.

At this moment, a blood shadow flickered at the foot of Qingxia Peak and suddenly appeared next to the two of them.

"Don't you call me when you're drinking?" Wei Wujiu said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and saw a big red coffin crashing onto the white jade square in front of him.

As soon as the coffin landed on the ground, tentacle-like blood streaks spread out from the bottom of the coffin and spread in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of faint blue frost condensed from the coffin lid. The ice crystals formed clusters and turned into black ice, freezing the entire coffin.

"Do you still need to scream?" Cao Wei smiled and lightly punched Wei Wujiu's chest.

"When will your physical eyes heal?" Wei Wu Jiu asked.

"Then when will you be able to get rid of your obsession?" Cao Wei asked back, and then sat on the stone steps.

Seeing this, Wei Wujiu and Mingguang also sat on the ground.

"Why do I need to untie it? If I don't have this obsession, how can I know that I am still alive?" Wei Wujiu sighed.

"For those who are empty and confused, their hearts are trapped in barriers and thorns, and the inner landscape is like a tree without roots and water without a source. How can we travel far and climb high in this life to appreciate the more magnificent scenery in the world?" Cao Wei said slowly.

Those who have been trapped in a certain realm for hundreds of thousands of years or even a lifetime, not only because of the objective external reasons of being seriously injured, but also because their hearts are like dead trees, trapped in spiritual obstacles, and they cannot extricate themselves.

In the current practice world, the nine realms and twenty-seventh level of practice, the closer you get to the end, the more important your inner scenery becomes.

The outer scene is nothing more than essence and Qi, while the inner scene is contained by God and confirms one's own practice.

Only when the inner and outer scenes are harmoniously unified can it be called "Tao Xing".

"I think the scenery of Xuezhu Peak is good, and the scenery of Jinghu Lake is also very good. The mountains and clear waters are beautiful. There should be no other place that can compare with this place." Wei Wujiu said in a calm tone.

Hearing this, Cao Wei shook his head slightly: "I have brought the words of the great monk Yuexuan. It is not up to me whether you listen or not."

"Is he afraid that I will follow his old path?" Wei Wujiu said with a smile.

"I'm afraid that the young will outperform the old and be better than the blue. The army will be broken by the greedy wolf, and the Xuan Ge will be the blood devil." Cao Wei said slowly.

Speaking of this, he glanced at the bright light, sighed, and asked: "Senior Brother, you shouldn't hide this for Senior Brother Wu Jiu!"

As soon as he said these words and Master Mingguang was about to speak, Wei Wujiu smiled and said, "Can Mingguang stop what I want to do?"

"Then there's no need to get involved with yourself, right? This method of connecting to the underworld came from me, but now it's harming you!" Cao Wei said slowly.

As he spoke, in his pale eyes, half of Wei Wu Jiu's soul was seen to be broken, and countless strands of blood flowed from the wound, faintly condensing into the shadow of a ferocious wolf with angry eyes.

"Are you also afraid that in this life, you will suddenly look back and look around, without any familiar sight?" Wei Wujiu laughed loudly.

"If that day comes, it's just a sigh, walking alone and drifting away, what's the point of fear?" Cao Wei also chuckled.

The laughter was small at first, then grew louder, echoing in this mountain, full of absurdity and desolation!

Upon seeing this scene, Mingguang's sleeves flicked, and his magic power turned into thousands of strands and dispersed in all directions, protecting the foundation-building juniors in this peak from falling into the devil's barrier due to laughter. middle.

Then he sent a message and said: "You all must retreat to the outside of the peak. You are not allowed to enter without orders!"

As soon as he said these words, hundreds of Qingxia Sect's inner sect foundation-building monks wearing spiritual armor were seen. Without any hesitation, they all rose up against the light and flew towards the outside of the peak.

"Calculating the time, it's almost time. Senior brother, if Uncle Xing comes back to life without his true nature, will all your efforts be in vain in the end?" Cao Wei said slowly.

"What Xing Di is doing may not necessarily mean that Junior Sister Xuezhu will be like this. Even if the chance is slim, I will give it a try!" Wei Wujiu said slowly.

Having said this, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After more than ten breaths passed, Wei Wujiu continued: "Sometimes those who survive are the ones who suffer the most. Over the past two hundred years, every time I close my eyes, it feels like I have returned to the Palace of the Four Seas. "

"People should learn to reconcile with themselves." Cao Wei said lightly.

In those years of secular life and casual cultivation, he learned one thing, that is, instead of worrying about himself, it is better to learn from others and learn to shut up and think about the faults of others!

"Junior brother, you are still the same as before and have not changed." Master Mingguang said with a smile.

"Isn't this bad?" Cao Wei asked back.

"Very good, but I don't want to be like this. I'm afraid." Master Mingguang hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "I'm afraid that one day I won't recognize myself."

"People are changing." Cao Wei said quietly.

Hearing this, Master Mingguang sighed and remained silent!

"Senior Brother Wujiu, why are you so anxious? It is said that Mahayana practitioners have great supernatural powers of resurrection from the dead, why not continue to practice firmly?" Cao Wei said slowly.

"Junior brother is worthy of the word 'Xuanhong'. He really has great ambitions! But there are only a few people in this world who can reach the Mahayana. Do you have such confidence?" Wei Wujiu said lightly.

"No, not at all!" Cao Wei said without hesitation.

He practiced not to reach the Mahayana stage, nor to live forever, but to be free.

As for the so-called Mahayana or immortality, they are nothing more than products incidental to spiritual practice. At this time, Wei Wujiu frowned slightly and said softly: "Mingguang, please stay away for a while, so as not to hurt you later!"

"Are you not sure that you two can join forces?" Mingguang asked.

Speaking of this, Cao Wei and Wei Wujiu both looked at a certain place in the distance in tacit understanding, smiling and saying nothing.

The next moment, Bingzheng suddenly appeared and fell down.

Seeing this, Mingguang stood up from the ground and laughed loudly: "Since senior brother Bingzheng is also here, then junior brother will go first. The three of you will protect the temple in the peak. It is a pity that the building that has been built for nearly ten thousand years has been damaged." .”

After saying this, he floated away in the wind.

"Junior brother, walk slowly!" Bingzheng nodded slightly, and then stepped onto the stone steps.

He walked slowly with a smile on his face, patted the railing with his hand, and hummed an unknown ditty in his mouth.

After walking in front of the two of them, Bingzheng lifted his shirt and Shi Shiran sat down.

"Junior brother, I have gained a lot from this trip!" Bingzheng asked slowly.

"It's not as good as you, senior brother." Cao Wei said unhurriedly.

"I have been in the deep swamp of the clouds before, but I have never taken a step forward!" Bingzheng said with a smile.

"Xing Di is about to revive." Wei Wu Jiu said lightly.

"So I'm here." Bingzheng nodded.

"Speaking of which, what exactly did Uncle Xingshi do when he kidnapped your group of Yuyingshan disciples?" Cao Wei asked.

"It's nothing, don't you think so, Wujiu?" Bingzheng frowned slightly.

"Exactly, nothing happened." Wei Wujiu nodded and said.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei laughed and said, "I thought Uncle Xing did something unspeakable to you?"

"Do you think everyone is the same as you?" Wei Wu Jiu sneered.

"I told you not to slander others. Looking at ordinary monks, I may be a little abnormal. But compared with the two of you, I am a gentle and humble gentleman!" Cao Wei argued.

"Do you believe what he said?" Bingzheng asked.

"Can you believe someone who says this?" Wei Wujiu asked.

"I believe it!" Cao Wei said without hesitation.

As soon as he said this, Wei Wu Jiu and Bing Zheng sneered, "You're... cheap!"

"If you act like this, I'm going to fall out." Cao Wei said in a deep voice.

"Then don't wait!" Wei Wujiu smiled.

"Turn it over quickly!" Bingzheng urged.

As soon as he said this, Cao Wei stretched out his hand to reveal his face, revealing a bloody face.

Then he suddenly turned his head and met a strange face.

"Uncle Xingshi, do you still recognize me?" Cao Wei asked with a grin.

As he spoke, the pair of eyelidless eyes were as gray as stone beads, and the scarlet muscles on the cheeks moved, revealing the white teeth, like an evil ghost.

However, Cao Wei's response was only a dull roar.

I saw the face facing him, with dark eyes and green eyes in the middle, no clear color. The ragged fangs protruded from the lips, and the Adam's apple vibrated like bee wings.

The next moment, layers of spiritual light curtains suddenly rose up in the entire Qingxia Peak, intertwining with each other like clouds.

And Cao Wei suddenly bumped forward, knocking the resurrected Uncle Xing into the hall, and broke more than ten jade pillars in the hall that were hugged by several people.

But before he hit the ground, this person turned into a black shadow and suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the black shadow disintegrated into evil energy, hovering above the red coffin in the White Jade Square.

Then there was a rapid sound of 'click, click, click...'.

I saw cracks appearing on the surface of the black ice, and five black fingers stretched out from the cracks in the coffin, slowly turning into most of the palm and even the forearm, cracking the black ice bit by bit.

"It looks like it's just an ordinary refined corpse!" Wei Wujiu sighed lightly, with a look of pity on his face!

"Taiyin Ghost Corpse." Cao Wei laughed shamelessly.

"This corpse is ferocious. Uncle Xingdi was originally in the realm of false infants. Now he has been raised in the blessed land for three to four hundred years. Once born, he will definitely bring harm to the world. Junior Brother Decao, for your safety, Senior Brother, It’s up to me to collect this Taiyin Ghost Corpse.” Bingzheng’s eyes shone.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared in front of the steps of the hall.

The next moment, Bingzheng was seen arriving at the White Jade Square. With one punch, he smashed the black ice condensed by the pure Yin evil energy into pieces, and penetrated the coffin lid. It seemed that he had hit the black copper and fine iron again, interacting with each other. The collision made a dull sound.

Before the sound of the punch dissipated, the white jade square suddenly sunk into a deep pit, and the big red coffin exploded.

And in the middle of the deep pit, there was an old man covered in ashen and wearing a shroud.

The man opened his green eyes, grinned and said, "Bingzheng, is this how you welcome your uncle?"

"Still sane?" Bingzheng retracted his fist and stood beside the old man with an indifferent expression.

"Look at what you said, I am naturally awake!" Xing Di stood up slowly, and then stretched his body.

Then he looked at Wei Wujiu and Cao Wei who were still sitting in front of the hall.

At this moment, Cao Wei was slowly putting the face on his hand again, and it was back to the original state in the blink of an eye!

"You kid scared me to death just now." Xing Di said with a smile.

Having said this, he frowned slightly and asked: "Where are your master, master, master, and uncle? How long have I been sleeping? You have all given birth to babies. Have they already passed away?"

"What do you think?" Wei Wujiu said slowly.

There was a hint of hope in his tone as he spoke.

However, Cao Wei shook his head: "Although he is sane, he is not the true deity."

"Behead or capture alive?" Wei Wujiu asked.

As soon as he said these words, Xing Di hurriedly responded: "You three are being too arbitrary. Although I am not the Xing Di of the past, no matter how you say it, I am still your uncle!"

However, Cao Wei and the other three turned a deaf ear to this.

"Try to capture him alive, but if you have to, do it ruthlessly." Wei Wu Jiu said slowly.

"Okay." Cao Wei nodded and said.

(End of this chapter)