Chapter 27 Chapter Seven Like a River of Spring Water Flowing Eastward

Her white clothes are better than snow, her eyebrows are like clouds, and she is so beautiful.Seeing me, he turned around and walked into the alley. No matter how beautiful a monster is, it is still a monster. A thousand-year-old monster is still a monster. I went forward, my feet were heavy with gold, and my ears were filled with thunder. "How long do you want to hide?" My eyes are boundless, I can't help but see a demon. Everything seems to be still, and stillness often implies the beginning of a violent scene. I finally confronted her face to face. The wind blows through her hair, and with a dodge, her sword has already hit my face.

Yes, a sword, she somehow conjured a sword, and I recognized it.It is the sword of Jiedi from the fairy world. This sword cannot be obtained unless one breaks one's attachment to self.Not to mention surpassing, even if it surpassed, I don't know where to find it. This sword has been lost in the fairy world for many years.It also has a brother sword named "Maha", whose whereabouts are still unknown.Could it be that the White Snake's cultivation is already so high? I hastened my luck, took a two-foot wooden stake, and dismantled every move.Although the stake is heavy, it looks like a dragon flies when struck.

She was more than evasive, so I wanted to test her skill and pressed harder and harder. Yi Ren whirls like a dance, her body is as light as a swallow, how can a mortal womb recognize her snake body and human face.Don't just blame the idiot, since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty.How many heroes have made steel a hundred times, and it instantly turns into soft fingers. If it wasn't so beautiful, maybe it wouldn't be so miserable. The white clothes came towards me, and I passed through the gap. Before she could stand on the ground, I immediately pointed my backhand at her throat with a wooden stake.She forced me back to the corner with all my strength, there was nowhere to escape, her expression was both startled by invincibility and resentment of knowing that she was invincible.

This face is as pretty and quiet as a fox. I can catch her, but one thing is in doubt. "Did you concoct the medicine to dissolve fox poison?" She raised her head, contemptuously and disdainfully, "Will you believe me if I tell you?" "This has consumed your true energy for three hundred years, but you are always kind to the people." She stared at me unadorned. "In your eyes, we will only harm people," she continued with a muffled snort, "I also know that saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!" "However, if you kill someone, you will fall into the eighteenth level of hell."

"Joke. Who did I kill?" "Ask more." She suddenly got lucky and swung my weapon away. Standing on her toes, she assumed a posture of fighting again, "Xu Xian is my love, how could I harm him!" I didn't move like a clock, put away the magic weapon, and understood it rationally, "In the two worlds of humans and monsters, if you stay with him, it will damage his life and ruin his blessings." "We are together, he is happy and happy, and one day is worth ten years. But you insist on letting us separate, and he will only suffer so much pain that he would die. Do you think he wants such a long life and blessing? Why can't you let him Choose what you want to have!"

Only demons can say this. They disregard the etiquette and law of heaven, and only seek happiness for a while. But this is wrong. Sorrow is desire, and happiness is more. It is precisely because there are many desires that there are many sorrows.Practice is to get rid of one's own desires.Happiness, what is happiness?Happiness should be a smile without any desire. You smile when you see the grass on the roadside; you laugh when you see the stars in the sky; even when the dust blows in the morning and the wind and dust blow up, and the new clothes are dirty, you laugh; you also laugh when you wear old socks with new clothes.The Buddha said that dust is not dust, it is called dust.There is nothing, where is the dust.

I then said, "It's not that he wants to have it, it's that you want to have it." Desire to give birth to the possessive heart, it burns more and more intensely, and it will not be extinguished for a long time. "So what about possession? As long as he is willing, why bother to step in," she frowned, "Monk, you just read your scriptures, you don't understand love." "If Xu Xian knew you were a snake, do you think he would still love you?"