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Rong Xian lowered his eyes and thought deeply. Since there are members of the Visiting Department in the West Antarctic Continent, things will be easier.
She asked: "What is the name of the new force in West Antarctica?"
King Huang said without hesitation: "Wuxin Sect, Buddhist disciples in West Jibu Continent call it Demon Sect."
Wuxin Sect? Demon Sect?
Thinking back to the time when the Holy Mountain of Xiaoqianjie was still home to Demon Sect Wuxinya, the naming style of this old acquaintance was really the same.
Rong Xian's expression became meaningful. She raised her hand to draw a jade talisman and blew lightly. The jade talisman fell lightly into the hands of King Huang.
King Huang took it and looked at it doubtfully. On the jade talisman emitting golden light was a solemn beast.
"By holding this jade talisman, you can gain the friendship of the master of Wuxin Sect." Rong Xian said enigmatically.
King Huang subconsciously repeated: "Friendship?" Did you omit some processes?
For example, how did the Wuxin Sect and you develop a relationship? ?
Rong Xian blinked, looked at King Huang in confusion, and then tapped her palm as if she suddenly realized something, and said, "Are you worried that Master Wuxin will not respond? Don't worry."
She lowered her expression, and her gentle phoenix eyes, which were as gentle as the moon in the mirror, also calmed down. Her brows, which were supposed to be gentle and peaceful, exuded a bit of danger under the calm expression.
"He is my teacher in the Little Thousand Realm. I was taught by him, and now it's time for me to repay the favor. After all, only those who love the young will be respected by the elderly." Rong Xian suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled again, and her whole body's aura instantly warmed up, like the warmth of spring. Hua Kai, "He doesn't dare to respond, and he can't respond. He least wants me to become that kind of #disobedient person."
King Huang faced His Majesty Emperor Xu's moodiness and threat without fireworks, and the face under the faceless mask was complicated and difficult to distinguish.
He really couldn't understand. According to His Majesty the Sword Emperor, more than 10,000 years ago, his mother was upright and straightforward, had excellent swordsmanship, and was a kind person and made many friends. Why was his mother like this after reincarnation...
He racked his brain and finally came up with a suitable word - eloquent!
Yes, the reincarnated mother is very eloquent and always has a way of making people speechless.
King Huang put away the jade talisman, stood up and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"
Just when Rong Xian was about to say whether he knew his identity, a message came through a special channel.
As soon as her consciousness swept away, her expression suddenly changed.
"Your Majesty?" King Huang saw that she looked wrong and immediately became vigilant.
Rong Xian also stood up slowly. Her plain clothes with no patterns should have been elegant and soft, but now they looked sharp and a little sad because of her sharp edge.
"You, Mr. Hua, and others will go back to the palace to handle official business first. I need to catch up with old friends." She spoke calmly with a smile on her lips.
King Huang responded: "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."
Rong Xian nodded, brushed it with her bare hands, and the light penetrated the space.
After seeing her leaving, King Huang stretched out his hand to grasp the fluctuations in space in front of him. He thought about it carefully and then murmured: "Western Pole Continent? Why is Your Majesty so eager to go to West Pole Continent at this time?"
He tapped the jade pendant he carried and spread the news, asking the sexton of the Visiting Department in the West Antarctic Continent to pay attention to His Majesty's whereabouts.
Outside the carriage, Manager Hua Kun said in a numb tone: "His Royal Highness, King Huang, is your Majesty no longer here?"
King Huang stiffened: "..."
Rong Xian left Huang Wang to clean up the mess, and she had torn apart space and arrived at the West Antarctic Continent as quickly as possible.
Master Wugou, the guardian of the West Antarctic Continent, narrowly stopped the person. To be precise, the person stopped on purpose to say hello to him.
Master Wushu: This is very uncomfortable.
"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing, His Majesty Emperor Xu?" Master Wugou said in a friendly manner with a smile on his face.
Rong Xian looked at him steadily, her soft eyes gradually became bright and smooth: "So you're not dead."
Does Buddhism really cultivate the afterlife? The master of Jie Ai who lived 15,000 years ago was actually reincarnated successfully?
Those two little losers, Xiaojin and Xiaoshui, tsk.
Master Wushou:? !
These words are so shocking!
What about reaching out and not hitting the smiling person?
No, where did this come from? Emperor Xu, who has been missing for a hundred years without any news, is the least qualified to say this, okay?
He calmed his expression and said: "I wonder what the purpose of His Majesty Emperor Xu coming to the West Antarctic Continent is?"
The West Antarctic Continent is also in troubled times now. If Emperor Xu, who doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend, is added to the mix, it will be a real mess.
Rong Xian withdrew her gaze, looking lazily at Nie Hai in the distance, and said casually: "I am looking for an old friend and give him a ride."
With one step, she crossed the space and reached the edge of the Nie Sea.
Master Wugou opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment but still didn't stop the person. The key was that he couldn't beat him.
Rong Xian hesitated at the edge of the Nie Sea, and finally stepped firmly onto the Nie Sea.
She walked leisurely, and the illusion of Nie Hai's seven emotions had no effect on her. Finally, her steps stopped in front of a female Bodhisattva.
The female Bodhisattva stood on the lotus platform of the Sea of Evil, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. What she saw in her eyes were all the struggling sentient beings in the mortal world.
Sitting cross-legged in front of her was a young man who looked like a cloud in the sky.
"You're here." As if sensing Rong Xian's arrival, the young man put down the book and said warmly.
Rong Xian walked to the young man's side and stared at the young man with a scrutinizing gaze, as sharp as a knife.
Without looking at the female Bodhisattva above her, she cupped her hands perfunctorily: "Ya has seen the Bodhisattva before."
After seeing the ceremony, her eyes still stayed on the young man.
"You just came back after being missing for a hundred years. I shouldn't have bothered you. But I don't have time anymore." The young man stood up, and the beads on his wrist were rubbed smooth and round.
Rong Xian's eyes were cold and she asked slowly: "Why?"
Why leave good people alone and insist on becoming the merciful and universally saving Buddha?
Why do you want to hold on to the hope that has no future when this person has passed away and never look back?
Why do you no longer persist after persisting for so many years?
Why... keep me?
He seemed to understand her question, his selfless eyes were gentle, and his smile was pure and noble. He was originally a holy monk who was not stained by the mortal world, but now he is back on track.
"Xian'er." Wuwo called out this familiar yet unfamiliar nickname.
Rong Xian was startled and suddenly realized that so much time had passed.
The corner of Wuwu's lips raised, and there was a very faint smile, like the spring breeze blowing water: "I have guarded her body in the Small Thousand Realm for nearly two thousand years. After coming to the Middle Thousand Realm, I was fortunate enough to see her. . She was once a human, and I was a Buddha. Now she is a Buddha, but I am a human. Xian'er, we have missed each other for too long."
"You also know that he is a Buddha. I will never admit that he is my cousin." Rong Xian said firmly.
Wuwo sighed, with a smile still on his lips, but even if he smiled, it seemed as if he had left this mortal world long ago: "Xian'er, I understand, but I can't let it go. You know, I used to do it for Buddha abandoned her. Now I want to become Buddha for her sake."
Rong Xian closed her eyes and said with a sudden smile: "That's it, this is your choice."
Didn't she already know the answer when she came here to meet her old friend?
She turned around and walked towards Niehaihai. Wuwo stood there flipping the Buddhist beads on her wrist, and after a long time she muttered: "Xian'er, take care."
Your cousin once abandoned us and left, and now I have to leave too.
Xiaoxian, brother-in-law can no longer pray for you and rely on you.
Just pretend I died two thousand years ago.
For the rest of your life, you will be left alone to stagger around.
Sorry, take care.
Layers of golden Sanskrit characters lit up all over his body, and each character was like a sharp knife, cutting off his seven emotions and six desires, cutting off his six sense organs. Burning all his karma.
After that layer of light dissipated, he could no longer see Rong Xian in his eyes, nor could he see the previous misery. Instead, he could see the same compassion for all living beings as the female Bodhisattva.
He stepped forward step by step, with lotus growing at his feet, and finally stood side by side with the female Bodhisattva on the lotus platform.
The two of them bowed to each other politely and distantly: "I have met the great monk."
Rong Xian paused as she walked out of Niehai. She raised her hand subconsciously, and a tear fell on her fingertips.
She was at a loss: "How could I cry?"
After being silent for a long time, she walked outside. Leave all the memories in Niehai.
Everyone in my memory has abandoned me, so I don't want you either.
After all, I am the only one left in the Rong family.
I'm not alone.
I have mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, I have thousands of armies and soldiers, I have sons and daughters, I can respond to every call...
I'm not lonely.
I'm just, a little tired.
Farewell, brother-in-law.
Chapter end
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