Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1114 The Great Secret
After dusk, the sky is covered with a layer of hazy afterglow, and the whole manor is very quiet, just like many years ago, with tears in smoke and no words, still bowing his head, trying to avoid eye contact with others, it seems that it can be safer, Xianbujue, who was traveling with him, said: "The door is open, and there are not many people who can open the door of this manor."

With tears in her eyes, she moved her lips slightly, her imperceptible hearing ability did not know whether she was speaking, and only she could hear: "Because I was born here."

If a person cannot return to the place where she was born, that is the real sorrow. If this is the case, what is the use of cultivating immortals?But before she came here with tears in her eyes, she didn't have any confidence that the door would open, and the moment the door opened, she was very happy.

It's just that she has forgotten what joy feels like.

The two walked inside and stopped talking. There was a person sitting in the pavilion at the far end. After leaving the void, she never played it again.

A trace of pain flashed across her face, why did she take Qin out?Do you know that I'm here to beg you?Will you agree to my request only if you let me play the piano?

Her footsteps stopped, she couldn't move anymore, the hut next to her was still collapsed, it seemed that what happened was just yesterday, but she knew that it was a long, long time ago, so long that she forgot After remembering what had happened, there was only endless crying in her heart.

"You came?"

When the voice came, the people in the gazebo turned around slowly, lowered their heads lower with tears in their eyes, and did not dare to answer. She didn't know what was going on, and subconsciously hid behind Xianbujue.

Xianbujue was a little nervous, this free and easy ancient fairy had never been so nervous like this moment, "Meet Saint Nie!"

"Don't dare to be a saint!"

There are only seven people who really deserve the title of saint, but the high-ranking ones are taboo, and the immortal cultivators have never been full of awe of the strong, and they like to use greater words to describe them. Half-step little saints, not in person, even if Even when you are alone, you will call it holy. This is a respect from the heart.

This has almost become a general term.

But this half-step little sage bluntly said that he would not do anything, which surprised the immortals, and could make the way of heaven sublime again. He is not a saint, so what words can be used to describe it?
"Are you immortal?"

The man called Nie Sheng asked.

"Yes, I am immortal."

Xian Bujue was startled again, since Sheng Nie knew about him, it was definitely not because his statement was enough for this Sheng Nie to pay attention to, but because he and Tearful Smoke were friends.

"We came here this time to save a friend that Fairy Hanyan and I have in common."

After finishing speaking, there was no echo for a long time, Xian Bujue swallowed, hesitating whether to say anything more, but worried that too many words would lead to failure.

He knew that his own words were useless, only his words with tears in his eyes had weight.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, and it seemed that the wind that was blowing had stopped.

Keeping her head down with tears in her eyes, at this time, if you can see her eyes, you will find that her eyes are slack, she is emptying herself, can't hear anything, don't need to think about anything, Everything has nothing to do with me... isolate yourself from the world.

After a long time, Nie Sheng's deep voice came: "I can only kill people, not save people!"

Xian Bujue was shocked.

If you think about it carefully, this Saint Nie proved his way by killing. He really only knows how to kill. Moreover, the people he kills are more terrifying than the other, and the people who died at his hands are countless.

The corner of the clothes was pulled a few times, and Xian Bujue turned her head, and saw that she was looking at herself with tears in her eyes, and her toes were already pointing outwards, and she wanted to escape from here.

Xian Bujue knew that tears in smoke were very uncomfortable, but what to do with Zhang Fan and what to do with Xiao Die, he said bravely, "Fairy Hanyan cares about this friend very much."

The voice still didn't come, tears and smoke were still pulling his clothes, Xian Bujue's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his back felt cold, he gritted his teeth and said: "This friend offended Buddhism, not for other reasons, just to explain teach……"

The conflict between Zhang Fan and the Buddhist sect was not a personal grievance at the beginning. The starting point was that the Buddhist sect stepped over the boundary, took the lead in violating the presupposition of the five religions, and poached the corner of Jiuyou's wall.

Jiuyou is a part of explaining education, it is not an exaggeration for Xianbujue to say so.

"Nie Sheng, I also know what the current situation of the teaching is. After the Heavenly War, the teaching has declined, and the side forces have flourished. Among them, the Buddhist sect is the most rampant. In the entire Eastern Heaven Realm, no one dares to disobey the Buddhist sect."

"This time, my friend caused the Buddhist sect to be furious because he refused to accept the Buddhist scriptures. Patriarch Xuanyin kissed the Buddha and wanted to eliminate my friend, a disobedient person, for the Buddhist sect."

"This is not just my friend's private matter, but more related to the rise and fall of the entire teaching."

It seems to ask if that creature in the world has not heard the teachings and teachings. Nie Sheng also sat cross-legged under the teacher's seat and listened to his lectures. Although the teacher taught and educated all living beings, you, Nie Sheng, also received the grace of his education.

Still no response, still no response!
With tears in her eyes, she was tugging at Xian Bujue's clothes again, she was very scared, her eyes were filled with horror.

Xian did not feel the cold sweat on his forehead, and he finally gritted his teeth. He wanted to tell a shocking secret, which was a great taboo for him, but he felt that he had to say, "My friend is from A million years later, he... is a disciple of Taiwei Sect."

In just a short sentence, there is a huge amount of confidence in it. As soon as the words fell, a group of people walked out of the pavilion. He has been here all along, but it feels like he was not here just now, "What you said, is it true? "

Xianbujue answered with certainty: "Yes!"

Nie Sheng glanced over Xianbujue, Xianbujue lowered his eyes obediently, not daring to look at Nie Sheng, but this was definitely not a guilty conscience, but respect, Nie Sheng also believed that Xianbujue would never dare to lie he.

With tears in his eyes, he was still tugging at Xian Bujue's clothes, but the cold sweat on Xian Bujue's forehead was no longer there.

Nie Sheng said: "It's still the same sentence, I can't save people, I can only kill people."

This time Xianbujue can say boldly and confidently: "Just kill the person who wants to kill my friend."

"Makes sense!"

Phew, Xian Bujue heaved a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but reach out to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, after wiping it, his hands were covered with sweat.

Seeing spells criss-crossing in the sky, shouts and screams one after another, it was very lively, but Xiao Xian'er's eyes did not leave Zhang Fan. She wanted to wait until this guy made a fool of himself, but she was too patient. So far behind.

Those who seized the advantage of the seat never showed any mercy to those who chased after them. They yearned to come up to the tower and eat a bunch of spells from me. A single-handedly rushing up without knowing life or death, the result was dozens of hundreds of spells, fireballs, thunderbolts, Sword light, falling rocks, and Yin Feng all greeted them, and the fate can be imagined, but even so, the latecomers continued to follow.

"Finally moved?"

Zhang Fan also followed the team. He was going to gather with the Hua family. His purpose was to help Hua Wenchong grab the hydrangea.

"The speed is very average, so dare to be so arrogant."

The more Xiao Xianer thought about it, the angrier she became.

Whoosh!
A sword light from the far end suddenly shot out, piercing through the gap between people, the target was Zhang Fan, Xiao Xian'er looked up, and it was a senior brother of his Leiyin Sword Sect who cast the spell.

But Zhang Fan didn't seem to have discovered this sword art, and chased the Hua family disciple above him without realizing it.

"Be careful!" Hua Qingqing couldn't help reminding.

But the surrounding area was too noisy. Seeing that Zhang Fan was about to be shot by the sword light, Hua Qingqing flashed up, the speed was very fast, grabbed Zhang Fan's clothes, and rushed forward with him, whoosh, the sword Mang just happened to rush over from where he was just now.

"Be careful, there's a sword glow coming, can't you feel it? Your cultivation is so low? Are you here to help, or are you here to help?" Hua Qingqing said angrily.

"Why can't you feel the mere sword art?" Zhang Fan said with a smile, "It can't hurt me at all, so why bother?"

Hua Qingqing was full of integrity: "Aside from talking big, do you have any other skills?"

Zhang Fan said: "You don't believe it, do you think such a sword formula can hurt Tianzun?"

"Tianzun, are you Tianzun?" Hua Qingqing laughed out loud and could only shake his head helplessly.

"Why do no one believe me when I tell the truth?"

(End of this chapter)