Chapter 463 Reversing Fate

In the tragic scene, the feeling of despair and madness almost had substance from the picture, and then it jumped out and landed on his body. Chen Yuan's palm trembled slightly, and he punched out almost instinctively, and then it was already at the end, illusory like smoke The Hetu Luoshu collapsed.

The Ranger stood up at some point, gasping for breath, his pupils constricted.

This contemporary swordsman who relied on his feet to go back and forth for hundreds of thousands of miles into the sword, his temples were already soaked.

Everything is like smoke.

The scene that I saw earlier disappeared, and the servant's greeting came from my ears.

From the window, Hu Ji can be seen leaving the pottery on her head gracefully.

Ying Long Gengchen looked at him calmly, and said: "This is what I saw in the Hetu Luoshu in Kunlun Mountain... I know Wuzhiqi's strength, so I was more shocked than you. I didn't notice it for a while. Being attacked by someone, although he was forced to retreat later, he was wounded in the end, and couldn't live to that era."

"I need your help, Yuan."

"It's also for the sake of all the common people..."

After a long time, Chen Yuan said slowly:

"I see."

"I will help you, and you will help me too."

Ying Long Gengchen let out a breath of foul air.

Then he said: "By the way... In that possible future, the woman on your back is..."

"Jue."

Chen Yuan replied.

He said, "That's Jue."

"I know, she is Jue."

"The poor monk will also help..."

A vague voice came, and then said: "But Yuan, you first move your fist away."

Chen Yuan was startled, turned his head away, and saw that he instinctively punched his fist in front of him just now, but it ended up hitting Xuanzang's face instead, giving the monk a big cheek, Chen Yuan quickly stopped, and the side The corners of Shi Pantuo's eyes twitched.

There is only one person in this world who can get close to Xuanzang's body.

If the person who fell under the Zen staff along the way saw this amiable and gentle monk, he would probably die with regret, right? Shi Pantuo felt emotional in his heart, and recalled the time when he first saw Master.

On that day, he felt that he almost saw the Buddha in a physical sense.

Chen Yuan stood up, looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Geng Chen looked peaceful, closed his eyes, and said frankly:

"Please kill me."

Ranger drew his sword.

suddenly asked:

"Do I have to kill you now, or do I just need to let you die under my hands?"

Geng Chen was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes and said: "...There is no requirement in terms of time."

"Yeah?"

The Ranger put his sword back into its scabbard, just got up and patted Geng Chen on the shoulder:

"Then don't worry."

"Don't worry, before I die, I will definitely use this sword to take your life."

"And before that..."

"You have to enjoy the world."

"Maybe you are not used to it, but the so-called human beings are like this. Even if they know their own death date, they will try their best to live in this world."

The ranger smiled slightly: "So, please take a look at Chang'an City first."

"Throughout the ages, there is no greater place than this city."

Geng Chen, who was willing to die, was stunned.

When he raised his head, it was the back view of the departing ranger, and the last two sentences.

"This world is so beautiful, it's so lonely to die without looking at it."

"Life is short, I will definitely kill you, so there is no need to be in such a hurry."

……………………

On this day, Chen Yuan, Xuanzang, and Shi Pantuo returned to the Temple of Mercy where they are now staying.

A far more difficult and huge task than going west fell in front of them.

You Xia'er was thinking hard, sitting on the bed, frowning so much that he could pinch a mosquito to death.

After thinking for several days, Xuanzang proposed a solution: "We must start preparing now, otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with the crisis at that time..."

Gulu, a pensive ranger, got up from the bed, his eyes sparkled:

"Well, have you thought of a way?"

"yes……"

Xuanzang nodded, and said gently, "Our biggest advantage right now is Gengchen."

"Second, it is to know the existence of the catastrophe more than a thousand years in advance."

"So these thousand years are our chance to turn around."

"Chance... you mean."

Xuanzang said slowly: "In this Temple of Mercy, cast a 180-foot pagoda."

"After more than a thousand years, use the power of chanting to accumulate strength in this stupa."

"Until the time of the catastrophe, this pagoda should also be able to become a power that can be used by people, and this is just the first idea. Use the time of more than a thousand years to make arrangements in advance. When that day really comes, it should Enough to draw a few more hole cards."

You Xia's eyes lit up slightly, and he murmured: "So that's how it is, that's how it is!"

"good!"

"However, Xuanzang... Can ordinary Buddhist pagodas also accumulate Buddhist prayer power?"

Xuanzang introduced carefully:

"This 180-foot pagoda can bury enough relics on each floor."

"In this way, I can save up. I figured out that the relics should be enough."

"Oh, that's right."

You Xia suddenly realized, and then he was slightly stunned, looking at the kind-hearted monk who was kind and talkative:

"Wait a minute, Xuanzang, how many relics did you bring back from Tianzhu?"

"One hundred and fifty."

"... How tall do you plan to build this pagoda?"

"One hundred and eighty feet, each floor is covered with relics."

You Xia silently calculated the number of relics needed, and looked at the monk:

"So, how many do you bring back?"

Master Xuanzang smiled gently, his eyes were not focused:

"One hundred and fifty."

"How tall is the pagoda."

"One hundred and eighty feet, each floor is covered with relics."

"...So how much did you bring?"

The monk looked at the nose and the heart, and when the ranger put his hands on the bald head, he replied:

"...Nalanda Temple gave one hundred and fifty."

The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth twitched: "What about the others..."

The monk stared wide-eyed and argued hard:

"Didn't they worship me as their teacher after they all lost?"

"It's normal for a treasure like the relic to be managed by the teacher."

"You can't hand it over to your apprentice."

Veteran Malaysian bandit Shi Pan Tuo shook his hands while serving tea.

In any case, the construction of this pagoda, which contains a large number of relics, started this year. Even Xuanzang prepared the materials himself, but was persuaded by the monks to leave here and let him go back to translate the scriptures. arts.

During this period of time, in You Xia'er's heart, it was the happiest and most relaxing time.

He would go to Chang'an City, where he would drink and sing with Yuan Tiangang and Geng Chen.

Will pull Shi Pantuo to act chivalrously in the Tang Dynasty.

When I am free, I will go back to the Ci'en Temple and help Xuanzang translate and organize scriptures.

If there is still a chance, I will meet Wu Meiniang occasionally as a relative of Wu Meiniang. In the second year after the construction of the pagoda, in the fifth year of Yonghui, Wu Meiniang became pregnant again. This time the child was a girl. Chen Yuan once saw her. However, I am overjoyed.

"My swordsmanship will be passed on to my niece."

The ranger, who was over forty years old, laughed and pestered the monk for seven or eight days before the enlightened being in this world had no choice but to infuse a Buddhist truth into the white jade longevity lock carved by the ranger himself. force.

"With the power of this Buddhist vow, evil will not invade, and all dharmas will not be disturbed."

"Then I will teach her swordsmanship. This child will be smooth and trouble-free. I have seen her before, and she is so similar to her mother when she was a child. I remember the first time I met her, she was such a small ball... Tomorrow is the day of the full moon." It's time for the table, and I will send this thing up at that time."

Ranger rarely fell asleep happily.

At night, he was woken up by noisy voices. When he pushed the door to go out, Shi Pantuo told him a piece of news with a pale face——

"Little princess, passed away."

"It was the Queen who killed it."

………………

The ranger almost wanted to fly into the palace.

But in the end, it was only comfort with Wu Zhaoyi's relatives.

Ben was not qualified to see the dead body of a child.

But he couldn't hold back the grief in his heart, among the contemporary swordsmanship and body skills, not many surpassed him.

Flying over, wanting to see the child for the last time.

His sword has killed an unknown number of bandits and enemies. He once competed swords with people in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty. He once cut through the wind in the vast desert of the Western Regions. Looking at the small body at this moment, the palm that held the sword as steady as cast iron was trembling slightly.

But he immediately found a small mark on the child's body, and his body froze suddenly.

The trace was small and faint, almost imperceptible.

Ranger is very familiar.

Because this thing can only be left behind if it has a callus after using a weapon proficiently, and the weapon with this callus is the dagger that he personally forged when he was young. When he left Chang'an, he gave it to him. Wu Zetian.

This also means that who really killed the child.

An unprecedented anger suddenly rose in You Xia's heart, and it was not so much anger as a feeling that could not be described in words. The pain surpassed the damage of all weapons. He rushed into the palace with his body, looking for Arrived at Wu Zhaoyi.

In Zhaoyi Hall.

The woman's eyes were red, and she kept washing her hands, rubbing her hands red.

When she saw the knight who was no longer young, her eyes were flushed, and the huge psychological pressure made her want to complain, to express her struggle and helpless choice, which was an unprecedented cruel choice.

Whether to let his daughter die and try to fight back; or to say that under the great power of the queen, all his relatives, friends, and old friends were suppressed, so that he was displaced. Cruel.

And what she faced was a sight as cold as a sword's edge, stabbing her back:

"...What exactly did you do?"

You Xia walked in, with a chilling aura wrapped around his body.

"Killed my own daughter with my own hands."

"what do you want to do!"

"Is power so important to you?!"

"You don't even hesitate to use your daughter in exchange? You never even asked me to wait, I can take her away..."

In You Xia's words, disbelief, disappointment, and pain mixed together, turned into fierce spirit.

The woman's lips trembled, and finally she laughed at herself, because it was true that she killed the child with her own hands, and there were murderous intentions in the court, she calmly said: "It is true."

Chen Yuan didn't expect to get such an answer.

When he opened his mouth to ask such a question, there was no hidden expectation in his heart, hoping for a certain reason.

But the woman in front of her was stubborn since childhood.

After all, there was no peace talk that day, because when the naughty girl faced her young friend, she took a step back and said, "Guard, assassin!" The piercing voice echoed in Daming Palace, accompanied by, There was also the murderous aura brought by the armor when a large number of Xuanwu forbidden troops were mobilized, the ranger took a deep look at the woman.

Take out the longevity lock carved by yourself.

The words of the past are vivid in my ears.

'Well, it's actually not bad, maybe I will give birth to a princess or a prince? At that time, you can just send this longevity lock back. '

‘You can also engrave a word on it, such as your own symbol. '

The former girl gestured with her hands and said, 'You will be my child's uncle by then. '

A trace of warmth appeared in Wu Zhaoyi's eyes, and he opened his mouth.

The Ranger clenched his five fingers together violently.

Since Tianzhu got the jade book, the longevity lock that had been kept for more than ten years was turned into powder.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, the power of the Buddha's vows overflowed, and finally mixed into the debris of white jade, rising between the two of them, just like the sunshine in winter when they were young, and finally disappeared. Step away and never look back.

The lips of the woman behind her trembled.

In the end, she turned her head and walked towards the numerous palaces step by step with the golden steps.

That year was young and warm.

‘Brother Chen, if I become the lord of the world, will you still treat me well? '

'certainly! '

PS: The second update today...

You can see clearly the activities mentioned in this chapter, it was only applied for today.

So from today to the end of the month, this chapter was released during this period of time, ah, lying dead.

"New Book of Tang": Zhaoyi gave birth to a daughter, and then Gu Nong, go, Zhaoyi sneaked under the quilt.

When the emperor arrives, Yang speaks joyfully, casts a quilt and looks at his son, and dies. He asked the left and right in surprise, and they all said, "come later." Zhaoyi burst into tears, but the emperor couldn't detect it, and said angrily: "I will kill my daughter later."

"Tang Huiyao": Zhaoyi's daughter died suddenly. And play the king and queen to kill it. Then there is the intention of abolishing the establishment.