Chapter 537

"Why didn't the Lord wait for him to wake up and tell him himself?"

Zhuo Buyi hesitated for a moment and said, "you know he is paranoid. If I tell him these things after waking up, he must have more doubts in his heart."

"Qingniu and I are going to the snow mountain tonight. He may have to sleep for a day or two before he can wake up."

Yang Qi looked at Fang Xie and pressed his hand down. Fang Xie's floating body slowly fell down. He was still asleep and didn't feel anything. At this time, Zhuo Buyi also guessed and understood why Yang Qi closed the six senses of Fang Xie first. When Yang Qi stripped the two red gases from Fang Xie's body, it must be an extremely painful process. If the six senses were sealed, Fang Xie would not feel this pain.

"I can't find him if he wants to. Just ask him to go back to the Central Plains. That's where he should be. Now the curse has been eliminated, and those who stare at him all the time have lost their sense. He has to go his own way in the future. Some years ago, someone could go there by himself, but he may not be able to. It's not easy to have such a good seedling in the Jianghu of the Central Plains, I won't watch him fall prematurely. "

He always talked about the Central Plains, not the great Sui Dynasty.

Zhuo Buyi was keenly aware of this, and thought of the reason without much thought in her mind. Prince Zhong doesn't talk about the great Sui Dynasty, but only about the Central Plains. I think he has seen through the chaos of the great Sui Dynasty. It's not easy for the Yang family to get through this difficulty. Perhaps in the heart of Prince Zhong, he also had a premonition of the end of the great Sui Dynasty.

He didn't go back to help the emperor turn the tide because he was more important here.

With him, Meng Yuan's chaos will be more lasting and thorough. He protects Kuo Ketai mengge from death. It's not a moment and a half before the Buddha wants to win. In the future, if kuytemungo is about to win, he may not hesitate to kill the hero. Zhuo Buyi understood the loyal Prince Yang Qi's mind. He loved more than the big Sui Dynasty? He loves the people of the Central Plains.

The great Sui Dynasty could perish, but he couldn't bear to see the people in the Central Plains suffer more hardships.

In fact, the biggest enemy of the rebellion in the Central Plains is not itself, but Mengyuan. Taking advantage of the collapse of the Sui Dynasty and the absence of unrest, the still powerful Mongolian Yuan was bound to send troops. At that time, the forces in the Central Plains fought in chaos. Who had the ability and mind to stop the invasion of foreign enemies? At that time, the western half of the great Sui Dynasty will be devastated. It was precisely because of this that he helped Kuo Ketai mengge send troops to the big snow mountain. At the most dangerous time in the Central Plains, he transferred Meng Yuan's military front elsewhere.

So Prince Zhong didn't go back to help Yang Yi stabilize the country, but stayed in the king's court to make Meng Yuan more chaotic. Only Meng Yuan was in a mess, there was no spare force to advance eastward.

"When will you return to the Central Plains?"

Zhuo Buyi asked.

The voice is a little bleak.

Yang Qi smiled and looked up at the bright stars in the sky: "since my first trip to the west, I haven't thought of going back. Wait... After I went to the snow mountain with qingniu tonight, if I have any spare power to go back..."

He didn't say the next words. Zhuo Buyi understood.

Because of Xiang qingniu's arrival, Yang Qi has a very powerful assistant, so he plans to get up and go to the big snow mountain. Now is the weakest period of the Ming king. Yang Qi's biggest opponent is the great free heavenly Buddha who has never left the Dalun temple. Even if Yang Qixiu is a God, he may not be able to resist the siege of other experts in the Buddha sect when fighting with Da Zi. With Xiang qingniu, he can fight.

"The Ming king cannot exist."

Yang Qi was silent for a moment and said, "it's strange that people have died for a hundred years. Some people who live too long are demons, which violates the law of life in the world. Only when such people die will the order of the world be restored."

"The Ming king never died?"

Zhuo Buyi was surprised: "but it's said that the Ming king will teach all accomplishments to the Buddha?"

"Buddha..."

Yang Qi said with some disgust: "it's just a container of the Ming king. The world thinks that the inheritance of the Ming king is just a ceremony, and the Ming king is from generation to generation. But in fact, the Ming king wants only the flesh of the Buddha, which is far more than ordinary people's physique. He has never died."

Hearing these words, Zhuo Buyi's heart couldn't help jumping wildly. If what Yang Qi said is true, the Ming king has mastered a very profound cultivation, and can transfer his soul to a young body, so repeated reincarnation, hasn't he lived for thousands of years?

Over the past thousand years, the alternation of Ming kings of all dynasties is just that he is changing his body!

If so, how strong will the Ming king, who has accumulated thousands of years of practice, be?

Zhuo Buyi didn't dare to think about it and couldn't imagine it. At this time, he finally understood what kind of decision Yang Qi would have made after his first trip to the West. Yang Qi probably knew from the very beginning what kind of person he was going to challenge, and even got out of the human category. But he never flinched, never feared.

In a sense, he is not fighting a man at all.

Zhuo Buyi took a long breath, and the waves in his heart made him unable to calm down. Buddhism has lasted for nearly a thousand years in the western regions. It turned out that it was only the toy of the Ming king from beginning to end. He has been overlooking the world from the lotus throne of Dalun temple on the top of the snowy mountain for so long that he may even forget how many years he has experienced.

"This white lion is called hundun."

Yang Qi glanced at the lion, smiled and said: "There is a poor world Sutra in Buddhism, which records many strange animals in the world. Chaos is a fierce thing. The poor world Sutra records that when it meets good people, it will commit murder, and when it meets evil people, it will obey the command. Wherever it goes, it is the continuous disaster of war. It always exists, but it will appear frequently only when the war is continuous and the world is turbulent. In fact, where is such absurd Strange things are just fabricated to deceive the world. However, they do appear in any place where there is war and seem to be looking for something all the time. "

Zhuo Buyi was stunned. He was silent for a while and suddenly said, "looking for the fierce man?"

Yang Qi didn't say any more. He looked up at the sky and said: "If God allows someone to steal his life, he will say that tomorrow is unfair, so people can only rely on themselves. Now is the weakest time in the history of the Ming king. If you can't kill him, it will be difficult for him to get rid of his body in the future. Everyone should live in his own world, not other people's toys. He once said that the world is full of servility, so I'll show him that there are always people upright He strode on his back. "

With these words, Yang Qi disappeared into Zhuo Buyi's sight.

Also took the Chen brothers.

Zhuo Buyi suddenly had an illusion, as if he and Fang Xie were the only two people left in the whole world. A feeling he had never felt grew in his heart and soon filled the whole heart. His heart was cold and warm, alternating cold and heat. He also raised his head and looked at the sky, with doubts and uneasiness in his eyes.

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When Fang Xie woke up, it was the morning of the third day. The moment he opened his eyes, an unprecedented sense of fatigue immediately filled his body. He didn't even have the strength to sit up and want to raise his arm and rub his sore eyes. When he first appeared red eyes, he had a similar feeling, but it was not so strong that he even thought he was dead.

There is no strength in the body, and the pain in the eyes makes people want to hit a stone.

He tried to speak, but there was no sound in his throat.

Fortunately, he saw Zhuo Buyi sitting beside him, stunned.

Seeing that he woke up, Zhuo Buyi fed him and drank some water. When the cool water flowed down his throat, Fang Jie felt that he had recovered some strength.

"I... what's the matter?"

After a while, Fang Xie could speak.

"Prince Zhong came."

Chubby road.

When the white lion saw Fang Xie wake up, he trotted over and fell down beside Fang Xie. From time to time, he rubbed Fang Xie's face with his huge head, as if he was very worried about him.

Zhuo Buyi was silent for a moment and explained the words of loyal Prince Yang Qi to the other party truthfully. He tried not to drop a word, so he spoke slowly. Fang Xie's face changed and his surprise in his eyes was very strong. When he heard Zhuo Buyi say that Yang Qi said that his red eyes were the root of the disaster, his heart was turned upside down. He always thought that the red eyes were also born in his constitution Never doubt what you have.

After Zhuo Buyi finished, Fang Xie immediately thought that when he took people to shelter in the cave in the heavy rain on Mangdang Mountain that day, Luo Yao suddenly appeared outside the cave. It was as if he always knew he was there.

Then he thought that the golden flame appeared in his eyes for the first time, which was so similar to the fire displayed by Luo Yao that day!

And I never thought about the connection.

The red eyes and the golden flame are just the marks left by Luo Yao in his body. They are also a kind of protection for him. In case of danger, the things left by Luo Yao will automatically come out to protect him. It can be seen how important his body is to Luo Yao.

Now, loyal Prince Yang Qi pulled the mark out of his body.

Although he lost his most powerful ability, Fang Xie suddenly felt like laughing. With Zhuo Buyi's story, his mood changed from shock and panic to relief and happiness.

"Where has the prince gone?"

Fang Xie asked.

"Da Lun Temple"

Zhuo Buyi's voice squeezed out these words, which was a little difficult.

Fang Xie was silent for a moment and said, "he didn't even have time to wait for me to wake up..."

He suddenly thought of something, and then asked Zhuo Buyi, "but there is a man who looks a little dull and will giggle with Prince Zhong?"

Zhuo Buyi shook her head: "he just came by himself."

Fang Xie was silent, and the joy in his heart sank in an instant. Prince Zhong came, but sutu dog didn't come... Maybe the silly man with a simple and honest smile had died at some time. He thought of the beautiful face of the landlady, and gradually merged with the ugly face of sutu dog in his mind Match.

"Shall we go back?"

Zhuo Buyi asked.

Fang Xie nodded: "go back, it's time to go back..."

He looked at the white lion lying beside him: "your name is hundun?"

The lion looked up at him, as if at a loss. Fang Xie raised his hand and stroked its long hair: "anyway, they all say you are a fierce thing, so you need to find a fierce person to accompany you. If so... Then you have to get used to carrying me on foot in the future."

Zhuo Buyi helped him climb up the back of the white lion. The white lion raised his hair and roared.

The sound echoed on the grassland and never dispersed for a long time.

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Big snow mountain

About fifteen miles from the foot of the mountain, there is a pine tree that looks like a newly transplanted pine tree. It is still very small and only tall. The pine tree looks lonely, guarding a lonely grave. With a tree and a grave, people feel that they are not taking care of each other, but adding up the two loneliness.

Grassland people don't have the habit of setting up graves after death, so this grave bag looks so eye-catching. But the grave is so close to the big snow mountain, but no one has destroyed it.

Xiang qingniu picked a wine pot from his waist and handed it to Yang Qi. He didn't speak.

Yang Qi squatted down in front of the grave bag, opened it and found that the wine pot was almost full. He didn't know that although an old man was addicted to alcohol, he just took a sip of the last pot of pear blossom wine, and then solemnly sealed the lid. He didn't want to drink more.

Yang Qi sprinkled the fragrant pear blossom wine on the grave.

"His name is Su Tu Gou. He killed 127 golden monks and soldiers alone. His name is Su Tu Gou. Before he died, he bit off the neck of a Buddhist dharma protector. His name is Su Tu Gou. He would be shy to say that I miss my daughter-in-law."