Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen

Suddenly, a strange fragrance of flowers came, the fragrance was rich and fertile, luxurious and compelling, making people feel as if they were in the array of thousands of fragrances, and their minds were refreshed. On the flower screen in the center of the village, the tenth type of flowers has already bloomed. The red flowers are shining like the morning sun in the morning wind. They are magnificent and magnificent. Zi Ningzhi smiled and bowed to each other: "Everyone, the coronation of the queen of the country is coming soon, so I have to excuse myself." Bu Xiaoluan grabbed her and said, "Queen, who is your queen?"

Zi Ning Zhidao: "The queen was jointly selected by the previous generation of citizens when they were sleeping in the woods of the past. Every day at this time, there will be a girl who will accept the laurel crown with the will of the whole family, and at the same time get all the queens of the previous generation. Memory. As for who this person is, we will not know until after the coronation ceremony. Outsiders have never been allowed to participate in this ceremony. You might as well go to the grass in the center of the village to rest for a while. I will teach you all." Zhuo Wangsun smiled and said, "May the girl Ningzhi be elected smoothly."

Zi Ningzhi said sweetly: "Thank you, my lord. In fact, very few people in the mayfly country are willing to be this queen." She sighed softly, and said: "'Current bacteria don't know the dark ages, and crickets don't know the spring and autumn'. Death—our life is only one day for ordinary people. For us, life is like a fleeting moment, fleeting. But in this short life, it is necessary to push the theory of this school one step further, answer an ancient problem, and create a new school. Our lifelong dream. It's just that this dream is just a dream to most people, it's unbelievable."

Zhuo Wangsun said: "After the civilization has developed to the level of your country, the speed of its advancement must be unimaginable to outsiders." Zi Ningzhi smiled at him, nodded and said: "It's rare that the son is the confidant of the mayfly people. The queen of this country must undertake the most sacred mission for the whole family, and it is also a great sacrifice for her personally. Because from now on, the queen will never I don’t have time to fulfill my ideal.” Zi Ningzhi sighed softly: “Different from the legendary art of immortality, our life and death are real, and there is only one life, and those descendants who inherit our memories are not us. , so no matter which girl, being elected queen is both a great honor and a great regret." There was a trace of sadness on her calm face, and the light in her eyes moved, as if she felt deeply.

Suddenly, a wave of singing rose from the east of the village, resounding like the sound of nature, clear and distant.Zi Ningzhi seemed to wake up from a dream suddenly, and said: "I'm already late." After saying that, she turned her head and smiled apologetically at several people, then turned and ran towards the east of the village.Those heavy memories seemed to dissipate at this moment, the girl's nature burst out inadvertently on her body, the snow-white skirt fluttered and jumped, and disappeared into the morning mist. Everyone noticed that Xiaoluan's clothes seemed to fit her suddenly, and Zi Ningzhi looked fourteen or fifteen years old.

The village is dotted with tall fig tree houses, and the tops of the houses are tightly covered by branches with huge leaves, and it is impossible to find out the specific location of the roof.When I got closer, I realized that this kind of wooden house was not built by cutting down trees, but only using the natural hollow hole of the fig tree without any modification.Although the tree hole has become the residence of the Mayfly people, the big tree has not died and is still growing slowly. The green grass on the ground in the tree hole and the mushrooms on the walls are scattered randomly, and it grows extremely luxuriantly.

The large open space in the center of the tree house is the so-called wedding banquet square. It is said to be a square, but it is actually just a piece of natural lawn, not to mention buildings on it, not even a stone bench or straw mat.Some boys shuttled back and forth, washed the figs they picked with spring water, supported them with a few huge leaves, and arranged them in a big circle around the flower screen in the center.Other boys broke open a kind of nut in the shell, made it into a water cup, filled it with half a cup of clear water, and placed it beside the figs, and the banquet was empty, and there was no other food.Everyone was a little surprised. They didn't expect that a group of people who stood at the pinnacle of the world's civilization, their national banquet was so simple and shabby.

However, this group of mayfly boys were very generous and hospitable, and they rushed to entertain Zhuo Wangsun and his party first and sat down at the banquet.Although water is used instead of wine, both the host and the guest enjoy each other.Bu Xiaoluan grabbed a handful of figs and devoured them. Usually it is difficult to persuade her to eat something, but today she showed her true nature as a glutton, eating it with great joy. Suddenly, the boys' faces changed to a solemn look, and they stood up one after another.I saw a girl with a white skirt around her waist appearing behind the flower screen.Her body looks extremely weak, her waist is only held by one foot, and her skin is like ice and snow, almost similar to Xiaoyan who doesn't see the sun all year round.She gently parted the vines and walked slowly, really like Xizi healing the sick, charming and charming.

The young girl came before everyone, she seemed to be very tired, she caressed her heart, panting slightly.Her face was extremely thin, her eyebrows were slender, but her eyes were extremely black and bright, with rippling light, like the brightest black shell pearl in the depths of the sea, a calm and arrogant smile faintly revealed in it. Everyone didn't dare to stare at her face, because although this face was not perfect, but a forceful agility was enough to make people suffocate, not to mention that the girl's body was almost completely naked. Before everyone could speak, she had already opened her mouth: "I'm Bai Yunzhi, who has been in charge of Danqing in the Mayfly Kingdom for generations..." Before she could finish speaking, Bu Xiaoluan rushed to say: "Sister Bai, hurry up and choose a queen. Otherwise, I’ll be late, so I’ll call you Sister Zi by the way... No, I’ll call you Sister Zi instead, tell her to come back quickly after the selection, the fruit here is really sweet.”

Bai Yunzhi smiled slightly and said: "That girl Ningzhi is the laziest. When everyone got up to work, she was still sleeping soundly on the tree in the past life forest. It was because everyone was soft-hearted for a moment. She didn't even call her, but she even missed her homework in the morning. Yes. If she is really made queen this time, this kingdom of mayflies must become a kingdom of slackers." Bu Xiaoluan said, "What about you, Sister Bai?" Bai Yunzhi smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "I am not qualified to be the queen." Bu Xiaoluan rolled her eyes and said, "Why not? Could it be that Sister Bai is lazier than Sister Zi?"

Bai Yunzhi smiled lightly and said, "Because the big white tree where I was born has just produced a queen. People in my country believe that there are many disadvantages in re-electing the monarch within three generations, which is against the justice of the country." Bu Xiaoluan nodded half-understood, then immersed himself in eating the figs in his hands. Bai Yunzhi's eyes were full, he turned around, and said slowly: "Your questions have been answered below, if you have nothing else, please allow me to make a request to you." There was no hint of domineering in her words, but it sounded like But he is extremely confident, as if he already knows that no one in the world can refuse his request. Zhuo Wangsun smiled and said, "Miss Bai, please tell me." Bai Yunzhi said sternly: "Time is limited, so it is no longer polite to send him. I am here to ask this young master to help me finish an unfinished painting." She raised her slender hand, but pointed at Xiaoyan. Qianli Zishi frowned, and said, "You mean young master?" Bai Yunzhi didn't look at her, but only stared at Xiaoyan, nodded and said: "Exactly. One hundred and twenty generations ago, the ancestors of the Bai family were entrusted by an eminent monk in the country to draw a picture of Sakyamuni Jataka for him. Seeing that the classics are limited, this picture has been drawn for more than a hundred generations and has not been completed. Here, the ancestors surnamed Bai tried their best to look at all the albums of Buddhist statues, but in the end they still could not perfectly depict the solemn Buddha's appearance. Although after more than a hundred generations, the The descendants of the monk never mentioned this matter to the Bai family again, but this painting has become a common concern of the two families." Qianli Zishi seemed to understand something, and said: "Could it be that you want to complete this Sakyamuni Jataka according to the appearance of the young master?" Bai Yunzhi smiled and said: "Young lady is really smart. The first time I saw this young master, I already thanked God. The wish of two hundred generations can finally be fulfilled in Yunzhi's hands. If this young master can help me, so much more The fortune of Yun, the fortune of mayfly, is also the fortune of Danqing in the world." Qianli Zishi sneered, "This girl is not humble at all." Bai Yunzhi said: "Yunzhi thinks that the most boring thing in the world is the word humility. If the author sincerely thinks that his paintings are unparalleled in the world, but he says some clichés of 'graffiti' and 'poor style', isn't it duplicity and hypocrisy? The author himself does not believe that the number one work in the world can come from his pen, so even though the painting has not been painted, his demeanor has faded, such a work is really not painted." Qianli Zishi's expression darkened, and just as he was about to say something, Xiaoyan smiled and said: "Although the girl's painting skills have not yet been seen, she speaks calmly and has a strict atmosphere, which is enough to be expected. It's just that Shakya The first five hundred people lived in the world, turned to the six realms, and transformed all living beings, during which there were thousands of incarnations, none of which were the same. Why did the girl think that the appearance of the next one is exactly the same?" Bai Yunzhi smiled lightly and said, "This is exactly my intuition." When she said this, she looked like a wise man with insight into the six worlds.No matter how complicated those questions are in the eyes of all living beings, in her view, they are nothing more than countless simple elements such as "yes" and "no". Xiao Yan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I don't know how I should help you?" Bai Yunzhi smiled and said, "No need. I've already done it." Qianli Zishi was shocked at first, then frowned and said, "Are you making fun of us?" Bai Yunzhi looked at her, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The vivid portrayal is the most important thing. What kind of person is the Prince Sakyamuni, what kind of person is this son, if you don't force your posture and copy it personally, wouldn't you fall into an evil way?" Qianli Zishi's face became even more serious, he hesitated to speak several times. Xiangsi quickly diverted from her speech: "Then what about Miss Bai's masterpiece? When can I see it?" Bai Yunzhi didn't answer her, and turned to Xiaoyan with a leisurely smile, "Please take off your shirt, sir." Everyone was startled.Qianli Zishi's face was covered with clouds, and it seemed that he was going to have an attack at any time. Bai Yunzhi didn't even look at her, and said leisurely: "This girl, I never sent her with the intention of humiliating Your Excellency and Your Master. It's just that the customs are different. If I don't explain it, I'm afraid it will cause many misunderstandings. In the minds of despicable Chinese painters, pictures are The supreme art, every stroke should be in harmony with the most beautiful rhythm between heaven and earth. Therefore, it can only be used for painting itself.” Qianli Zishi said coldly: "Don't talk about it, it must be something. Because of the nobility of painting and writing, it can't be used for recording, so your paintings can't be painted on carriers that can be passed on, but on people's bodies. .It's really absurd and ridiculous." Bai Yunzhi said: "As a guest, you have the right to think that we are ridiculous, but this is indeed what we believe in and hold." She always had a faint smile on her face, a kind of arrogance and persistence came out of her soft words, and suddenly there was a smile on her face. an irrefutable force. Qianli Zishi paused, and said: "Since that's the case, why do you still draw it? Wouldn't it be better to keep it in your mind?" Bai Yunzhi smiled and said: "The girl is probably someone who has never done painting before. Although she has a well-thought-out statement, in fact, there is never a time when what she thinks in her heart and what she draws in her hand never completely coincide. At the beginning, it was because the brushwork was not perfect. But in the end, each stroke can bring new inspiration and let the thought go to the next level. It goes back and forth without end, and this is the charm of Danqing’s way.” Qianli Zishi's face became more gloomy, and said: "I don't understand what you said, and I don't want to hear it." Everyone gradually felt a little strange.Although Qianli Zishi used to be unkind and cold as ice, she acted extremely cautiously, and if Xiaoyan hadn't asked her, she would never have said anything superfluous.Now not only his tone is aggressive, but also his expression is extremely irritable, as if he was a different person. Bai Yunzhi didn't notice it, and still smiled and said: "I remember that in the story of Sakyamuni's life, there was a saying of sacrificing one's life to feed a tiger. I think Prince Sakyamuni is merciful, and he can even give up his flesh and blood. Your master is like a god and Buddha in life. face, but refuses to take off even a piece of clothing?" There was a strange sneer on Qianli Zishi's face, and she whispered "nonsense!" At the same time, she suddenly raised her palm and slapped Bai Yun's chest, which was close at hand.Under Bai Yunzhi's great shock, his fingertips moved subconsciously. Qianli Zishi's move has no warning, but it is extremely accurate and ruthless, it is completely intended to kill the opponent immediately.Shocked, Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment as he wanted to rescue him. Because he has seen the movements of Bai Yunzhi's fingertips. With this slight movement, her hand was already in the most appropriate position to crack this move, not too much, not too little.From the knowledge and timing of this movement alone, Bai Yunzhi's martial arts should be far above the Qianli Zishi. Zhuo Wangsun and Yang Yizhi were also shocked. Could it be that the so-called civilization of the Mayfly Kingdom also includes martial arts from all over the world?If this is the case, then for thousands of years, in this small country in the forest that has never been known to people, under the almost ascetic management of the people of Mayfly Kingdom for generations, what kind of state has it developed to? However, in that instant, Qianli Zishi's palms hit Bai Yunzhi's chest hard. With a muffled sound, Bai Yunzhi floated out like a kite with a broken thread.Qianli Zishi's palm force was not hindered at all, and all of them hit her body! Xiaoyan's heart sank, and he jumped up, holding Bai Yunzhi firmly in his arms.However, it was too late.Qianli Zishi's palm was cast with all its strength, without leaving any real energy to protect the body. The power of the palm is so strong that even those with weaker martial arts in the world can hardly resist, let alone a weak girl like Bai Yunzhi who has no inner strength? Bai Yunzhi's complexion was paper-like, the corners of his mouth and chest were stained red with blood, and there was no trace of heaving on his chest.Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment, but still stabbed the seven silver needles into the top of her head with his backhand, and the internal force slowly injected into her body along the silver needles. However, everyone knows that this is just a waste of effort. Xiaoyan finally sighed, and gently put down Bai Yunzhi's body. He frowned, his expression fluctuating, but he never raised his head to look at Qianli Zishi. Qianli Zishi suddenly took two steps back, staring at his own palms in astonishment, as if extremely surprised by what he did.She suddenly knelt down beside Xiaoyan, stretched out her hand to grab him, and murmured: "Young master..." Xiaoyan flicked his sleeves lightly, stood up, turned around and bowed his hands to the group of men from the Mayfly Kingdom on the grass, and was about to speak, but there was a burst of cheerful singing from the east of the village, it seemed that the queen's coronation ceremony had been completed. The man from Mayfly Kingdom stood silently on the grass, his face was stunned and stupefied with extreme pain.The short-lived joy in their lives is now torn apart by a group of uninvited guests, and in the long history of Mayfly Kingdom, there is no word blood at all.Even death is shrouded in the halo of philosophical thinking, returning to the broad-mindedness after transcendence.For them, the greatest pain known is the pain of speculation.They can understand everything about human beings from the vast sea of ​​classics, but when the killing and injury really come, and they really face the bloody corpses of their compatriots, they can't understand at all. The sound of singing in the distance is as pure as the sound of joy from heaven, against the thick blood here, it seems so blunt and uncoordinated.Xiaoyan shook his head, but it was difficult to say what he wanted to say. After a long time, the group of men from the Mayfly Kingdom seemed to finally understand. They silently gathered towards the center, and one of them walked out, and carefully picked up Bai Yunzhi's body.The others surrounded her, bowing their heads in silence. Xiaoyan couldn't bear to look any longer, and sighed, "Now..." The man in the middle raised his head and stared at the visitor in front of him. His voice was extremely painful but also extremely firm: "This is the end of the matter, so you don't need to say anything. There are currently two paths for you to choose." Xiaoyan said apologetically, "Please tell me." Mayfly Kingdom said: "One is that you all follow me to the palace and ask the queen to punish you; the other is that you kill us all and then you can leave. With your martial arts, it is easy to kill us, but if one of us I will never die, and I will never let you leave this place." These few words were spoken word by word, very slowly, the tone was not impassioned, and there was no intimidation at all, but it was extremely serious, so serious that you couldn't help but believe it This: Anyone who wants to leave this place has to step over the corpses of these hundreds of teenagers. Qianli Zishi knelt beside Xiaoyan, the astonishment on his face hadn't faded, and his complexion was as pale as paper.She looked up at Xiaoyan with tears in her eyes, and said, "Young master, I really don't know, I..." Xiaoyan sighed, leaned down to help her up, and turned to Mayfly and said: "I and Zishiji are willing to go to the palace and let the queen punish you." When he said that, everyone had no objection. Just when Chi Lianhua was about to bloom, they, led by Mayfly, came outside the palace at the east end of the village. A huge fig tree towers into the sky, its branches and vines hang down to the ground, and the vines are hanging down. From the outside, it is impossible to know how much land this tree palace occupies.And the main tree is actually a huge cylinder made of vines coiled, which is as thick as dozens of people hugging it, which is extremely frightening.The top of the giant tube is covered with layers of dense leaves, and the surrounding walls are completely woven and entwined with thick vines and roots. The sunlight from the side shines through the various holes and casts a halo of seven colors into the tree palace. Looking from a distance, the giant leaves are dripping green, and the branches are winding, wrapped in thousands of rainbows. Fig trees can parasitize vines on other trees. At first, they just climb up around the trunk to grab sunlight and nutrients. When they grow into a climate, the vine roots will grow thicker and thicker, entangled more tightly, and finally strangle the host to death. .After the original big tree is completely decayed and decayed, the roots of the vines still maintain their original shape and form a tree-like hollow tube completely entangled by vines.However, the empty tube wrapped around the vines of this fig tree is extremely huge, which can be described as appalling. It seems that the host is originally a banyan tree that is hundreds of years old. Such a majestic and vast tree palace. The mayfly man stopped at the entrance of the palace, indicating that several people can enter by themselves. Several people looked up, and there was a thick emerald green in front of them. The sun shines in through the vines, and the grass grows luxuriantly, dotted with wild flowers of various colors. It is really a natural carpet.There is almost no manual arrangement in the palace, and there are few things, which seem to be clear at a glance.A slightly flat tree root is coiled in the south of the palace, with some leaves and branches placed on it, which seems to be used as a table.Behind the table, a half-naked girl with purple hair was hanging down, sitting casually on the lawn, resting her chin with her eyes closed, as if she was thinking about something. Bu Xiaoluan shouted: "Sister Zi!" Zi Ningzhi gently opened her eyes, her lavender eyes waved from the air, they were indescribably soft but also indescribably noble, just like the last purple lotus in late spring, gentle and graceful, but full of vigor Cleanliness makes people afraid to be obscene. She seemed to sigh slightly, and came out from behind the table.Although she doesn't know martial arts, her movements are extremely light. The only decoration on her body is a purple leaf on her slender waist, moving slowly in the wind.She walked up to Bu Xiaoluan, handed her the folded skirt, and said with a smile, "Little girl, my sister can't wear your clothes anymore, so I return them to you now." Bu Xiaoluan was dumbfounded, stared blankly at Zi Ningzhi, and said: "Sister Zi, you are so pretty." Zi Ningzhi smiled faintly, and handed the clothes to Xiangsi beside Bu Xiaoluan.A trace of deep sadness flashed across her purple eyes, and she said to Xiaoyan: "In the history of Mayfly Kingdom, there has never been a murderer." Xiaoyan sighed apologetically: "Such an accident not only killed Miss Bai, but also wiped out the wishes of the Bai family for generations. I am also extremely sad. I just ask Your Majesty to believe that the poison in Zishi's body has not been cleared. It’s a big change, it’s definitely not her intention to hurt people this time.” Zi Ningzhi glanced at Xiaoyan, and said softly: "Of course I believe what this young master said. However, in Mayfly Kingdom, everyone's life is the most respectable and precious thing in the world. , to create everything. Blasphemy of life is the cruelest crime in the world, and will be punished with the heaviest punishment. This does not change whether the perpetrator knows or is willing.” Xiao Yan sighed: "Your Majesty is right. So what kind of punishment should Zishiji suffer according to the law?" Zi Ningzhi glanced at him lightly, and said, "It's not her, but you, my lord." Before Xiaoyan answered, Qianli Zishi raised his head in shock and said, "What did you say?" Zi Ningzhi sighed and said: "I remember a story in "Zuo Zhuan", Zhao Chuan killed the Linggong, the Taishi Dong Hu did not write Chuan, but wrote Dun, Zhao Dun argued that the slayer was Zhao Chuan, Dong Hu said, "The son is the righteous one." Qing, death does not cross the border, but does not seek thieves, who is not a son?" Confucius heard and said, praising: "Dong Hu, the ancient history is also good, and calligraphy is not hidden." What? Zhao Dun's responsibility is that he cannot be exonerated. Just like this The girl is the son's servant, and the crimes she committed must be attributed to the lax supervision of the son." Qianli Zishi said: "Zi Ningzhi, I killed the man, if there is any punishment, you can do it, don't implicate the young master!" Zi Ningzhi said lightly: "The law is like this, and I have nothing to do. Unless—" Zi Ningzhi glanced at Xiao Yan, and said, "Unless your master expels you immediately, the two of you will have nothing to do with each other, and all the guilt will come naturally." It is your responsibility alone." Qianli Zishi clenched his fists tightly, his chest heaved, and after a long time, he calmed down, turned around and said to Xiaoyan: "Zishi is not good, please expel me immediately, master." Xiaoyan shook his head slightly, and said: "Zishi has been with me since childhood, called master and servant, and is actually a brother and sister. The faults she caused should naturally be borne by me." Qianli Zishi raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face, he murmured: "Young Master—" His voice was choked up, he couldn't continue, tears fell like broken beads. Zi Ningzhi looked away and sighed: "If my people commit crimes, all the queen needs to do is to erase the guilty part of their memory. The heavier the evil thoughts, the larger the scope of erasure. After that, this person's evil thoughts It's gone, and no one in the clan regards him as a criminal. Therefore—" Zi Ningzhi stared at Xiaoyan, and said slowly: "For my clan, capital punishment erases all the memories of this person. For thousands of years, There has never been any killing in our clan, and there has never been a precedent for punishment. I thought that this kind of criminal law only existed in legends, it was a seal against demons, and it was also a deterrent to the clansmen. Shi..." Zi Ningzhi shook his head and sighed slightly: "I don't know if the young master thinks this punishment is fair?" Xiao Yan sighed: "People in the world are deeply entangled with crimes, and they believe in the way of killing people to pay for their lives. They often kill people from generation to generation. Like Her Majesty, it can not only dispel their evil thoughts, but also give sinners a chance to rehabilitate. How wise and kind, but May all countries in the world be like mayflies." Zi Ningzhi smiled and said: "Young master sacrifices himself for others and understands righteousness. Erasing such memories is really a crime committed by Ningzhi, but the law does not show mercy, only offending." After speaking, he walked slowly to Xiaoyan. Qianli Zishi suddenly rushed forward, stood between the two of them, and shouted loudly: "Stop!" Zi Ningzhi lightly raised her hand and said, "What else does this girl have to say?" Qianli Zishi sneered, "Do you know who this person is?" Zi Ningzhi smiled and said: "I can see that this son is not an ordinary person, but the prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, isn't it?" Xiao Yan frowned and shouted, "Zi Shi Ji, step back." Qianli Zishi suddenly turned around, grabbed Xiaoyan's sleeve, and said word by word: "Master, as the emperor's nobleman and the only heir of Nether Island, your status is so respectable. And what is Zishi? Servant, hunting dog , Tool! How can it be worth the young master to replace it with himself! Even if the young master is willing, why think about the old lady's eighteen years of painstaking efforts?" Xiaoyan's face suddenly darkened, and he remained silent. Qianli Zishi turned to Zi Ningzhi and said, "Zi Ningzhi, if you erase the young master's memory by hand, you will commit a great crime. At that time, the gods and Buddhas will be furious. How can your little mayfly kingdom be able to bear it?" She Every word was spoken very seriously, without any threat or exaggeration. Zi Ningzhi was startled, and said softly: "Young lady, Ningzhi didn't understand for a moment." Qianli Zishi sneered and said: "Then do you understand that the young master is destined to be the only wheel-turning holy king in the world for thousands of years?" As soon as these words came out, don't tell everyone, even Xiaoyan himself was terrified and moved. Xiao Yan said in a deep voice, "Zi Shi Ji, what are you talking about?" Qianli Zishi looked at Xiaoyan, burst into tears, and choked with sobs, "Originally, only the old lady and I knew this secret. When the time is ripe and the wisdom of heaven is enlightened, the young master will understand... However, the young master has never cherished himself. , Lived up to the old lady's expectations..." Her voice trembled, she lowered her head, unable to speak any more. Zi Ningzhi pondered for a while, and said: "The theory of the wheel-turning sage king originally came from ancient Indian legends. According to Buddhism, the wheel-turning king is the most blessed person in the world. He appeared at the age of 84,000 and ruled the four worlds. , with the four blessings. When it appears, the world will be peaceful, the people will be happy, and the ten directions will become a happy land. It is a pity that they do not cultivate the wisdom of the world, so they only become the sages who rule the world, but they cannot practice enlightenment and prove the fruit. If calculated according to the classics , the wheel-turning holy king of this life has indeed been born, but..." Zi Ningzhi stared at Xiaoyan, and said softly: "Is it really you?" At that moment, time and space seemed to become infinitely vast, pulling back and forth.Thousands of years of human history, civilization, and wars seem to be condensed into trillions of mesons, sinking and floating in front of our eyes.Thousands of killings, sufferings, gatherings and separations of human beings are just arbitrary arrangements of gods and Buddhas, and they are finally destined to be forgotten in sorrow, and then thrown away and rotted.In the end, all that remains is the light that annihilates all differences. That kind of light seems to be an ancient legend, which has been passed down endlessly in the blood of heaven and earth, and it has only condensed on a few people for thousands of years.That is the great monarch who is destined to be born in response to the catastrophe and relieve the people from hanging upside down.He has illustrious achievements and endless legends, any page of which is enough to make the blood of every descendant boil. That is the ultimate returnee of countless glory, the holy king in the hearts of all peoples, even the gods and demons of the nine heavens and ten earths will retreat when they see it. However, is this chosen person in sight?Could it be that this young man who is so beautiful that even the gods would sigh, this gentle and elegant nobleman like Prince Sakyamuni, his destiny is to put on a golden battle armor, conquer the nine directions, sweep away the evil atmosphere, and finally rule the world? , Create a peaceful and prosperous world? silence.The sprawling, infinite silence weighed heavily on the palace, and even the breath was forgotten. In the silence, Xiaoyan sighed softly: "It turns out that this is my mother's wish." There was no trace of joy in the voice, but a faint sense of loss and sadness. The holy king who turned the wheel was the son the mother wanted.Bitterness and sadness gradually appeared in his eyes that were as clear as a deep pool. Suddenly, everyone's eyes blurred. Qianli Zishi's figure is like a ghost, and she has already bullied Zi Ningzhi. At some point, a dagger was added to her hand, and it rushed to Zi Ningzhi's chest. Xiaoyan woke up from deep thought, frowned and said, "Stop!" The expression on Qianli Zishi's face was half a smile, not a smile, extremely weird: "You are calling me?" There was an indescribable enchantment in his hoarse voice, which was quite different from Zishiji's in the past. Everyone's heart sank. The sunlight shone on Qianli Zishi's face, making her eyes look lifeless, but her smile was extremely ferocious.She sneered, and with a flick of her wrist, there was a bloodstain on Zi Ningzhi's chest, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow. Qianli Zishi laughed loudly and sharply, piercing the eardrums of people with pain, I saw her other hand lightly flicked Zi Ningzhi's wound, then opened her mouth to reveal white teeth, and bit her chest. Zi Ningzhi only gently closed his eyes. Zhuo Wangsun raised his hand, and an earth-shattering force struck down from mid-air like a thunderbolt! Xiangsi said in surprise, "Sir!" Suddenly, the whirling time and space seemed to be frozen in an instant.The huge zhenqi under Zhuo Wangsun's palm neither advanced nor retreated, condensed in the mid-air. Xiaoyan stood silently in front of Zhuo Wangsun, his lavender clothes were filled with true energy, like a giant butterfly fluttering its wings.He frowned tightly, and said to Zhuo Wangsun word by word: "Mr. Zhuo, please keep someone under his command." As soon as Zhuo Wangsun flicked his sleeves, the true energy in the air disappeared immediately.He said indifferently: "I shouldn't have asked about this matter." Xiangsi couldn't help but asked, "What are you doing?" Zi Ningzhi sighed lightly, without a trace of panic in her expression, and said softly: "This girl's mind has been invaded by a strange thing, and she is out of control, killing her innocently, so her master wants to save her; however If you make a move at this time, you can kill the monster and her together, so this young master wants to kill." Qianli Zishi suddenly exerted strength in his hand, and the dagger pierced another half inch.She sternly said, "Shut up!" Zi Ningzhi only frowned, said: "The master is so elegant, but the girl is so rude, don't you feel ashamed?" Qianli Zishi sneered and said, "The one who is stronger wins. This has been the principle since ancient times." Zi Ningzhi said: "Miss, do you think your martial arts are really high? What would happen if Ningzhi took your Renmai Xuanji acupoint with his left hand just now when the girl hit three quarters of the way?" Qianli Zishi was stunned, and then snorted heavily: "So what? You have no internal energy in your body, so what's the use of knowing how to crack it? You must know that martial arts are life and death killings, not just talking on paper!" Zi Ningzhi sighed lightly: "Wu has learned to the extreme, and every move also contains the most beautiful rhythm between heaven and earth, which is really pleasing to the eye. Maybe the girl doesn't understand this truth, but the three young masters do." Qianli Zishi sneered and said, "I'm afraid it's useless if you understand." As she spoke, she gradually exerted force on her hand, her movements were not about piercing the dagger into her heart, but slowly gouging out her skin . A trace of pain flashed across Zi Ningzhi's face, she closed her eyes, and said slowly: "You think I really can't get away?" Qianli Zishi spun the blade and said with a sinister smile, "You might as well give it a try." Zi Ningzhi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Look at me!" Her purple eyes are like the first shining stars in the dark night, illuminating the deep twilight, which even darkens the sky and the earth.There seemed to be a faintly swaying quiet wave in the air, which swayed from the depths of her lake-like deep eyes, became wider and wider, and finally turned into an irresistible force. This kind of power is not the enchanting charm in the eyes of Mandala, but a kind of awe—it makes you feel as if you are suddenly in the deep valley and sea, staring at the endless night sky, and you will feel a kind of trembling humility, a kind of awe. The ultimate awe of the limited life and the infinite universe. Qianli Zishi stared into her eyes, gradually becoming obsessed. Zi Ningzhi lightly raised her hand and pushed her away from her face. However, at this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be evacuated by some invisible force, and a huge vibration came faintly.This kind of vibration is everywhere and nowhere to be found, as if it does not come from an external force, but from his own body-this is a rhythm that resonates with his own pulse. Zi Ningzhi let out a low groan and fell to the ground.She supported her body vigorously, as if she wanted to resist this pulsation, but she was powerless, and for the first time, deep lines of pain were engraved between her beautiful brows. Xiao Yan said: "Your Majesty..." Zi Ningzhi clutched her chest, sat up with all her strength, but stared into the distance, and murmured: "To the forest."