Jinpeng Moyun's eyes were wide open, and he was struggling. He wanted to open his mouth several times, but closed it silently. He raised his hands several times, but dropped them weakly.
Because he really couldn't find the other party's flaw, and he really didn't dare to take action.
He knew that if he didn't take action, he would definitely lose.
But he is also very sure that once he takes action, he will definitely lose.
We are all losing, all are defeats, why bother struggling? Why resist?
When the Taoist heart was shaken, the golden color on Jin Peng Moyun's face peeled off like mottled gold paint, and his eyes gradually became dull.
His martial arts heart was broken;
His martial arts will was shattered.
His Taoist heart was trampled by the person in front of him.
His will was crushed by the person in front of him.
He lost, he lost miserably.
"No birth, no self, no Buddha, no wonder, no emptiness, no thoughts, no thoughts, no worries, no stains..."
At this moment, an ethereal and mysterious sound suddenly sounded in the air, like poetry or singing, sacred, ethereal and beautiful.
Amidst the bursts of sound, there are holy white lotuses falling from the sky, wisps of fragrance rising in the wind, and colorful auspicious clouds floating in.
White lotuses descend from the sky, killing intent dissipates;
The breeze blows slowly and the Qi disperses;
The auspicious clouds are blooming, and the hostility will disappear.
Ye Qing couldn't help but stop and looked up with doubts.
Because in those bursts of sound, the murderous intention he was originally filled with gradually faded, dissipated, and even disappeared.
Just now, Jin Peng Moyun couldn't help but attack them, trying to kill them, as if they were ants and moths that could be killed easily.
If the other party wants to kill him, he will naturally not hold back, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.
Therefore, it is natural to have murderous intentions in your heart and a violent spirit in your chest.
However, under the influence of those voices in the air, his murderous intention retreated and his anger disappeared.
Jinpeng Moyun, whom he had wanted to kill just now, now looked like a stranger to him.
Not only that, his state of mind at this time was like a bright mirror, without dust or dust, without sadness or joy, without anger or hatred.
You know, he is already a great master, and his heart is like gold and iron. He also practiced the "He Transformed the Great Self-Contained Heavenly Demon" and was the best at playing with people's hearts and manipulating their minds. The scary thing was that his emotions and state of mind were changed without even realizing it.
Surprisingly, he did not feel any mental fluctuations in the sound, nor did he feel any vigilance or disgust.
It's really weird and scary.
He is already like this, let alone others.
The murderous intent in those monks slowly melted away;
The fear on the faces of those golden-armored warriors gradually dissipated;
The ferocity in Jinpeng Moyun's eyes, the struggle on his face, and the decadence and dejection in his heart all disappeared. His eyes returned to clarity and his expression became calm. His originally shaky will and dark and decadent mood became stable and clear again. net.
There is no victory or death in the heart, and you will not be shocked if the sky falls.
"Good luck and good luck..."
At this time, accompanied by a voice as gentle as spring, sacred and ethereal, a woman walked out of a building shaped like a Buddhist temple.
The woman is dressed in white, with long dark purple hair, tied up with a green belt, hanging behind her like a flawless brocade, her eyes are clear and flawless, deep and boundless, like the eyes of a mountain stream in the early morning The stream is like the vast and bright starry sky, with a beautiful and flawless face, pure and sacred, like a nine-day fairy or a mountain elf.
"Goddess is auspicious..."
"Goddess is auspicious..."
"Goddess is auspicious..."
When they see the woman, everyone puts their hands on their hearts, bends down and salutes, with respectful expressions.
The same is true for Jinpeng Moyun, but compared to the respect of others, Jinpeng Moyun's eyes are more passionate and infatuated.
"Thank you, Goddess Ruyi, for your help." Jinpeng Moyun took a step forward and walked to the woman's side.
previously,
If it hadn't been for the help of the woman in front of him to calm down his state of mind and emotions, he might have had his Taoist heart broken and his state of mind flawed. He would have lived in the shadow of the person in front of him all his life, and it would have been even harder for him to advance in martial arts.
"Prince Moyun is welcome."
The woman returned the gesture, her voice as clear and gentle as flowing water.
"Good luck, everyone, please get up."
The woman bowed to the others again, and then looked at Ye Qing: "I'm so polite. I've met the young master. I was rude earlier, but I hope you and the two laymen will forgive me!"
As she spoke, the woman bowed to Ye Qing, Yipou and the old man from the Snow Mountain. Although it was just a few words and an action, it made people feel more real and sincere.
Seeing that Ye Qing was speechless, the goddess Ruyi continued to say: "The thing in your hands is called the Blood Sutra of the Buddha Emperor. It is a sacred object of our Moro religion. We were so happy when we saw it before, and we were greedy, so we made a big mistake. , are we willing to offer a gift to atone for his sins?”
Seeing that Ye Qing still had no reaction, Jinpeng Moyun's eyes gradually turned cold: "The Ruyi Goddess is the Goddess of the Mara Sect. She is blessed by the Buddha, the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, and has a high status. It is your honor for her to apologize to you personally. How can you do this? rude?"
As for Yipou and the old man from the Snow Mountain, Jinpeng Moyun didn't even look at them. In his eyes, they were just ants.
"Prince Moyun, this must not be the case. We were at fault first. It is human nature to be angry with others. You should be careful about what you do. How can you criticize others harshly?"
Goddess Ruyi looked at Jinpeng Moyun and said, although these words have the meaning of preaching and reprimanding, but coming from the mouth of Goddess Ruyi, it does not make people feel unhappy or resentful. Instead, they have a feeling of being refreshed by the spring breeze and convinced.
"Young master and the two laymen, if you have any requests, just ask them. If you can do it, you won't refuse."
Then, the Ruyi Goddess looked at Ye Qing and the others and said.
"Is it okay to ask for anything?" Ye Qing pondered for a moment, with a smile in his eyes.
"As long as it's reasonable!" Behind Ruyi Tiannu, a haggard old woman walked out.
The old woman was extremely old, with a thin and withered figure, and a face full of wrinkles, as if she was on the verge of death. However, Ye Qing felt an extremely majestic and terrifying power from that old and withered body, like a dragon in the abyss, and a realm similar to that of a golden roc. Mo Yun is similar, but his strength is even better.
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However, Ye Qing didn't really pay attention to Jinpeng Moyun or the old woman. The only thing that really made him feel the danger was the Ruyi goddess in front of him.
Because he couldn't see through the woman in front of him.
You can't see through the realm, and you can't understand the strength.
In his feeling, the Ruyi Goddess in front of him was just like ordinary people. He could not feel any fluctuations in energy or state in her body.
But is the other person really just an ordinary person?
Can an ordinary person's emotions and state of mind be affected by his voice alone?
Can ordinary people become the goddess of Moroism?
Can ordinary people be allowed to be as proud and arrogant as a golden roc and a cloud, and be obedient?
Obviously, neither is possible.
Since it is impossible, there is undoubtedly only one possibility, and that is that the other party is terrible and powerful.
So, Ye Qing thought for a moment and said, "Okay, please give me a way."
