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The person sitting opposite was not someone else, but Mo Qinan, who became a prisoner in the building as the collapse of the Tianji Pavilion.

He held a wooden hairpin on his head and wore a thin robe of age. The ink and white are like the landscapes painted in the paintings.

His eyes were covered with black cloth, his lips were white and slightly cracked. Several new gray-white hairs on his forehead were floating, moving without wind, and looked a little vicissitudes with broken stubble. Compared to the past,

The bookish look of the young master of Tianji Pavilion, Mo Qinan at this moment is really heartbreaking after suffering hardships.

The so-called "Slaying Heavenly Secrets" in the Emperor Alliance, Mo Qinan, whose eyes were completely destroyed, held the cup of hot air in both hands and smiled bitterly: "How is that easy?"

The ancestor Gongshu stroked his beard: "This is really not like it comes from your mouth of Mo Qinan."

Mo Qinan, whose eyes were covered with black cloth, said: "Ten thousand years, this world's Venerable's Tribulation Realm has gone through spring and autumn, like flowers blooming and falling, and there are more than a thousand colorful flowers? However, in the end, he can be able to break through the entrance and never grow old.

God quoted the number of saints who have gathered together with their hands, which shows that although the great way is facing the sky, it is difficult to walk."

Gongshu Patriarch said: "Wisdom and thoroughly understand right and wrong, and do not take advantage of the eight characters of saints in ten days. If you are not able to walk hard, you will be expected. You are different. You are Mo Tianji's son and Tianji's nephew!"

Mo Qinan interrupted the other party and said with a wry smile: "I am still the helm of Tianji Pavilion, and I am also the guest of honor for your Gongshu Ancestor."

Gongshu Zu laughed.

Put down the Buddhist string in your hand, and raise your glasses...

Mo Qinan sighed silently. The darkness in front of him separated the light, but not the down-and-out body. He unknowingly lowered his head, exhausted both physically and mentally. What else can he ask for?

He suddenly thought of his daughter.

As a close friend, the old ancestor Gongshu gradually dissipated his smile with his old face and took a deep breath: "The ones you once picked up are often the hardest to let go. The person you are worried about is actually not that girl, she has always been."

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The moonlight fills the tall buildings.

Li Xingyun didn't know if anyone was worried about the nine-story pagoda. In fact, his mind was not on the tower. He was focused on the lake outside the pagoda and saw the bright moon reflected in it, looking at the three pagodas, and actually formed three pools.

The strange scenery of the moon is a bit amazing.

Suddenly, the night breeze blew, stirring the lakeside with the moon.

Li Xingyun's expression moved slightly, then withdrew his gaze and looked up at the jade plate that was hanging high in the sky. He knew very well that whether it was the three pools of moon or the full moon in eighteen, it was just a trick to fool the eyes after all.

Li Xingyun said: "Please show up and sit down?"

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The bright moon scattered wisps of silver light and dust, flying gracefully like a veil, and finally fell in front of the scholar, condensing the figure of the alien dress.

Li Xingyun was not surprised and thought, maybe this was called searching for something without any effort.

He asked, "Xie Jinyuan has been poisoned by you?"

The alien dress, who still showed his face without breaking his temper, ignored Li Xingyun's questioning. He looked at his clothes, shoes and hats, and seemed to be still resentful of being recognized in public: "It's really so obvious?"

Li Xingyun knew what he meant and shook his head: "Know yourself and your opponent, just know your preconceptions. What's more, the real practice of never breaking is already a dead person. No matter how profound and mysterious you can cut your clothes, it cannot shake the fact that imprints my heart."

The alien shang, who suddenly untied his heart, showed a complacent expression: "This is not a false statement. I thought that when I was tailoring my clothes to dress up the King of the Guigu Lin, calling the wind and rain to slaughter the four directions. Fengxue Yincheng and Jueyunling are even more magical and illusory.

The Yue of the Well and the Mirror Cangren are all seamless characters. Not to mention you, even the Tiandao, Luo Changfeng, and the powerful men of the demon clan have not been able to see through their own faces."

The understatement between the lines caused a terrifying wave in Li Xingyun's heart. I heard Luo Changfeng mention some past events, including doubting the identity of the Yuezang Mirror Man in the Well. After all, the shocking waves of Fengxue Yincheng and Jueyunling appeared too

It was a coincidence. But they never expected that those worries and doubts came from the person in front of them.

Li Xingyun asked: "Your tailoring technique will not only work for the dead."

"Of course not. Jing Zhongyue and the Cangjing Man are extremely mysterious and have good cultivation. How can they be stomped on and killed like the ant who claims to be the Xiaoyao King in Guigulin?"

"really."

"How is that true?"

"The two of the saints in the ten days have always been dragons hidden in the abyss. The world knows them in a good way, probably less than the number of hands. The reason why you cut out your face and coat is to put it bluntly, it is because those two have been thousands of miles a year and thousands of miles apart.

There is no trace of the path, no one can tell the truth or falsehood."

"Talking with Saint Li is comfortable and comfortable."

Li Xingyun smiled and said, "You killed King Xiaoyao, Wu Jiazisi, a mountain man from all directions and the friendship between his classmates, may seek you to fight to the death."

The alien clan shrugged and didn't care: "The two worlds are starting a war, how can I care about the number of opponents?"

Li Xingyun nodded. No matter what he said was so magical, the legend and madness about Wu Jiazi still needed to be experienced by the other party in person before he could be deeply rooted...

Get back to the point.

Xie Jinyuan's life and death are unknown, Li Xingyun is a man

I was worried, so I repeated the question: "You haven't answered my first question yet."

The alien dress stood up and walked in the pavilion with his hands behind his back. After thinking for a while, he suddenly looked up at Li Xingyun sitting upright, and looked at the figure illuminated by the moonlight, hazy and majestic.

Foreign clan Shang said, "A coincidence, I happen to have a few problems here."

Li Xingyun said: "I'm a little at a loss when I exchange answers."

Foreign clan Shang said: "Sage Li has his own measure in his heart. I believe you will not refuse."

Li Xingyun said: "You want to ask about Zen?"

The alien clan smiled and said, "Ask the Buddha about Zen? I can tell you clearly."

Li Xingyun also smiled: "Since I don't ask about Zen, I'll feel relieved."

I think that for thousands of years, the Buddha was afraid of asking about Zen, and he was the only one among Li Xingyun.

The first question of the alien shang: "Dare you to ask the most difficult thing in the world?"

Li Xingyun blurted out without hesitation: "Nothing is difficult in the world..."

Then he looked up at the alien Shang, remembering his ten-school companion who walked into the academy through the back door, and added: "Just just have two silver feet."

The alien Shang chuckled: "This answer really doesn't look like it comes from the Buddha's mouth."

Li Xingyun said: "It comes from the scholar's mouth, but it is Jiang Manlou's answer."

"Jiang Manlou?"

"You have been lurking here for quite some time, and you must have heard of him."

"It's not just heard of it, it's like thunder." The foreign clan did not argue, "The second question is, what is the Pure Land?"

Li Xingyun still didn't need to think: "What you see in your eyes is Pure Land."

Foreign clan Shang frowned: "Whose answer is this?"

Thinking of the heavy mission that guy carried after the chess world, Li Xingyun said: "Tenzi comrades are also my junior uncle Luo Changfeng."

The alien clan Shang was surprised: "Such ambition... Your comrade-in-law seems to be a person who cares about the world! It's a pity that his strong evil spirit was wasted, and it was interesting."

Li Xingyun said: "There is another problem."

The alien dress sat back and showed a little seriousness in his expression: "I want to know, how can I not be sad today?"

Li Xingyun was about to speak.

The alien clan suddenly interrupted and said solemnly: "This time, I want to hear Li Shengren's own answer."

Li Xingyun smiled: "Why not think about today's things tomorrow and steal a day of leisure, what about?"