Resentment because of love, and regret because of love, this may be a sublimation of the soul.

"Sister Xiao Xue, you have thought too much. Xiao Yu has always been a big brother in my heart. How could I be with him?

Back then, I was seriously ill and thought I was not having too long. I woke up in a nightmare and stood by the beach so many times, wanting to end myself just like that.

Finally, I met Brother Xiao Yu. He was still a student and cured my illness. I was grateful to him. Perhaps that kind of gratitude is a kind of worship, a kind of dependence, and a kind of possession.

Finally he married you. I know that you have been childhood sweethearts. He has become accustomed to you bullying her, you chase him, and you are used to you fighting together.

And I, being with him, may not necessarily bring him so much happiness.

My brother said that Brother Xiao Yu and I are from two worlds, and I have never believed it. Finally, I joined the Ju Sect and tried my best to prove myself. I could also stand with Brother Xiao Yu, but now it seems that it is just a dream of Nan Ke."

Speaking of this, Qingzi breathed a long sigh. When she looked at Xiao Xue, her eyes once again emitted the clear light as before.

"Sister Xiao Xue, Brother Xiao Yu is still yours. Take good care of him, but I will come back often, if...

It would be great if I could see him when I came back."

Speaking of this, Qingzi looked outside, her eyes seemed to penetrate the wooden house, and saw the white ice coffin outside, and the light in her eyes dimmed again.

Seeing this, Xiao Xue took Qingzi's hand and gave the other party a reassuring look.

"Believe in him, he will create miracles, we must have confidence."

At this moment, Xiao Xue suddenly seemed to have great confidence, as if she knew that Xiao Yu could really survive.

"Really?"

"Of course, how could I lie to you."

The Buddha said: The wife in this life was the one you buried with your own hands in your previous life, and she will repay her kindness when she comes back.

The lover is your wife in your previous life, and he will continue his previous relationship when he comes back.

Whether it is a wife in this life or a lover in this life, it is the arrangement of fate.

As night falls, the snow of the cold winter falls like the tears of the sky, falling to the earth.

The sound of Maoshan Mountain is swaying, shaking the sky and the earth.

In the ghost tower, Xiao Shi stood at the door, looking at the Maoshan Hall below, and his voice was sobbing.

He hated that he was useless. Xiao Yu could save him, but he couldn't save Xiao Yu?

"Grandpa Shi, stop crying. Brother Yu will not die, so don't worry."

Xiaobao also stood beside him, holding Xiao Shi's hand. Although he spoke relaxed, he was still very anxious.

Although I was promoted to Ghost Immortal, I did not have the ability to understand the sky and the earth, and the power to turn the world around.

"Bao, grandpa is not crying, grandpa is thinking, it's not easy for you, Brother Xiao Yu.

In order to open Maoshan, my grandfather traveled around the world, but no one paid attention to it. Now, seeing Maoshan as this size is, my grandfather is happy.

Your brother Xiao Yu will not die. So many Taoists will definitely find a way to save him. If they can't save him, they will have been in vain for hundreds of years.

Xiao Shi pulled Xiaobao, and the two returned to the ghost tower and sat down.

"Grandpa Shi, tell me what happened to Brother Yu after an hour. I feel it's quite fun."

In order to distract Xiao Shi from his attention, Xiaobao sat on the stool and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll tell you..."

The most important thing about the ghost general tells stories to the ghost immortal is that the picture is very coordinated, and if other ghosts are seen, they will definitely be shocked.

The demon tower, the mouse and the white cat were entrenched on the window, and the two demons also looked quietly below, and no one made any sound.

Among them, Rat and Xiao Yu have the longest time, the deepest feelings, and naturally the most painful heart.

But as little demons, they are slow in their cultivation and cannot help Xiao Yu too much now.

Although Maoshan ancient jade is good, with the transformation of the little demon, Xiao Yu dared not let them stay in it for a long time, so as not to put huge pressure on the ancient jade and thus collapse.

"Brother Cat, do you think Xiao Yu is really dead?"

After a while, the mouse said.

"I don't know, I secretly went in once yesterday. Seeing that Xiao Yu was left with only bones, it was hard to say."

The white cat shook three white tails and said with wide eyes wide open.

After hearing the white cat's words, the mouse's hair suddenly stood up, and its tail suddenly grew longer. Then it thrust hard on the white cat and pulled the other party out of the windowsill.

"Your grandma's, are you sick?"

The white cat was suddenly flew away by a mouse, and he was confused and a little confused.

"The emotional intelligence is too low, I deserve it."

The mouse continued to lie lazily on the windowsill, looking at the Maoshan Hall where sounds came from afar.

In the hall, monks gathered together to recite scriptures for Xiao Yu. These monks were not ordinary people, and they were covered with a faint Buddha light. Moreover, those scriptures gathered on Xiao Yu's coffin and did not disperse, like golden flowers, which looked particularly magical.

The layman watched the fun, the insiders watched the tricks, some of the Taoists had left, and the rest were arranged elsewhere by Lao Bai, so there were very few people in the mourning hall now.

Most of the people who recite scriptures to Xiao Yu are Buddhist abbots, and these abbots are quite famous.

The sloppy Taoist was also puzzled before, why these abbots were so kind today that they took the initiative to recite scriptures to Xiao Yu and got started with it themselves.

Finally, when I thought about the relationship between Xiao Yu and the ascetic monk, I didn’t think much about it.

The ascetic monk stood beside him, wearing a red cassock. Compared with the white banners around him, he looked extremely inconsistent, but no one blamed him.

After reciting the scriptures for a while, several abbots stopped one after another, then looked at each other, and nodded secretly before they gathered together.

"Abbot, how?"

As soon as the few people stood up, the ascetic monk smiled and walked forward, as if they had known why they had stopped.

"The Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cannot enter the underworld. It seems that you are right. Master Xiao has not really died yet."

The abbot of Putuo Mountain said solemnly.

"I heard you say that Xiao Yu was broken before he was established and his body became a saint. I don't believe it, but now it seems that there is 80% hope."

The physical body becomes a saint is the most important step to becoming a local immortal. When many Taoists want to break through to the Earth Immortal, their bodies are generally weak.

But Buddhism is different. They recite scriptures and practice martial arts, and their physical fitness is better than Taoist.

"I told the abbot before that Xiao Yu must have the opportunity. Although he is in trouble now, he is turning into a cocoon and turning into a butterfly. If we give it convenience, it will definitely be of great benefit to my Buddhism in the future."

The ascetic monk seemed to have already made up his attention and analyzed it to several people.

"Xiao Yu's body has retreated, and now he is afraid that his soul is also transforming. When the body is gathering, he will break through the earthly immortal.

Now that the body is in a ignorant period, if we give it convenience and allow him to adapt to Buddhist practice, we must have high attainments in the future.

However, the nine nine-nine-return to one, and the golden body is needed, nine Buddhist relics are needed. I don’t think that Buddhist will be willing to take it out!”

The abbot of Putuo Temple looked at the ice coffin, shook his head and sighed and sent a message to the several people.

"The creation of heaven and earth is attributed to virtuous people. Since Zhenjun Xiao has such creation, I, Shaolin, are willing to contribute a Buddha bone relic."

The Shaolin abbot is willing to invest and has no hesitation at all.
Chapter completed!