As if to verify what Lin Xiaolu said, the next second, Ming Guzi, who was standing opposite Lin Jianning, stretched out his palm suddenly, and a talisman engraved with black runes flew out of his palm and shattered in the air.
As soon as this scene appeared, the new generation disciples of Emei were stunned for a moment, and the next second, they saw a black stream falling from the sky with a "Boom!" and turned into a charred corpse covered in black energy in front of Ming Guzi.
This charred corpse was completely black, and its wrinkled skin was covered with unspeakable disgusting wrinkles, as if it was stuck to its body.
There are no facial features on the face, and there are also charred wrinkles on it, like a strange black tumor. There is no gender characteristic in the whole body, it is just a twisted humanoid monster.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Emei felt a little disgusted. Lin Jianning also frowned slightly. She realized that the charred corpse in front of her was a celestial monster no less than herself.
Xiao Yuer, who saw this scene in the sky, was also slightly surprised.
"Brother, this thing is so ugly. Look at it, it looks like a joke."
Lin Xiaolu, who has white hair and a moral integrity, nodded solemnly:
"Indeed, if it were me, I wouldn't even dare to take off my pants, it would be too disgusting."
Xiao Yuer:? ? ?
In the field, the black face of the charred corpse faced Lin Jianning, standing motionless. Although it did nothing, its ugly and terrifying appearance still gave people a great sense of oppression.
This is a feeling that whenever it appears, it will make people want to subconsciously escape, and it will make people feel the fear deep in their souls.
"Hehehe, let me introduce you, this is my disciple."
Ming Guzi, wearing a black Taoist robe, stood behind the scorched corpse and smiled:
"Awu, why don't you say hello to Master Lin? She was very kind to you back then."
As if he understood Ming Guzi's words, the charred corpse that had been replaced by "Awu" twisted and slowly saluted Lin Jianning.
As he bent down and bowed, Lin Jianning's face turned completely gloomy, and the fierceness in his eyes completely turned into overwhelming anger and murderous intent.
Hundreds of years ago, she received an invitation from an old friend in Chixiao Continent to subdue an evil sect that experimented on monks and warriors.
At that time, she relied on her immortal and martial arts skills to single-handedly enter the evil sect's lair, killing thousands of evil cultivators, and in the end seriously injured the evil sect's leader, Ming Guzhi.
And it was at that time that she met the little boy named Awu.
She became angry when she thought of the child who had been brainwashed by Ming Guzi, kneeling in front of her, pulling on the hem of her skirt and pleading to herself: "Sister, the master is a good person. He gave me candy, could you please stop beating him?" trembling all over.
Looking at the monster that was no longer human in front of him, Lin Jianning couldn't connect it with the little boy who had a miserable life experience.
Hey, I only blame myself for being careless at the time, and fell into this old ghost's trap, letting him take the opportunity to escape with Awu, otherwise I wouldn't have... "Whoops!"
An ultimate sound of breaking through the air rang out, and the charred corpse that was bending and bowing suddenly took action and rushed straight towards Lin Jianning. Ming Guzi also suddenly teleported behind Lin Jianning, and while she was in a trance, he struck her with a palm. Back of the head!
This cooperation seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, but when Lin Jianning reacted, he was caught off guard, and all the disciples in Emei were also shocked.
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In fact, as a father, Lin Xiaolu could understand his daughter's psychological fluctuations at that time.
I remember Tangyuan said before that most of the time, men and women think differently. When faced with problems or crises, men tend to deal with them more rationally and find the fastest way to solve the problem, while women judge problems based on their emotions. , think about the problem.
Simply put, men tend to be reasonable and women tend to be affectionate.
This can be said to be a kind of nature, and it is difficult to change through exercise. Because this nature is engraved in the "spot" of men and women. For example, women's emotional thinking is related to their natural motherhood, because in ancient times, women had this more emotional characteristic and would do their best to protect their children.
These were just Tang Yuan's conjectures, and Lin Xiaolu had always been dubious about them. However, his life experiences over the years made him feel that Tang Yuan's conjectures were somewhat reasonable.
It's hard for others to say, but if he can just talk about his own experience, then the vast majority of men he sees are indeed more rational and can solve problems better, but in some aspects they appear colder than women, or Talk about being mature, because they will put their feelings behind.
Women, on the other hand, are more or less romantic. They can protect their children at all costs and with their own lives. Therefore, Lin Xiaolu believes that in ancient times, the division of labor between men and women was very obvious. Men went out to hunt and deal with problems, and used various tools to hunt rationally, while women stayed at home to take care of the family and protect their children.
Of course, although Tangyuan's analysis is not unreasonable, there are always exceptions to everything. This conjecture is more aimed at most people. After all, there are so many people in the world, and there are always a few special talents.
Therefore, he could understand that his daughter was so sluggish this time that she was almost successfully attacked by Mingguzi. He was going to talk to his daughter later without blaming her too much.
As a daughter, I can't blame him, but if it were a son, I would most likely hang him up and beat him.
In the field, under everyone's surprised and shocked eyes, the blood-red, dying Ming bones were hanging in the air, with their nostrils hooked on the two fingers stretched out by Lin Xiaolu. The nostrils were big and the whole hanging body was swaying in the wind. .
Now he seemed to have run out of energy. His eyes covered with plasma could hardly open, and he could only make a hoarse "ss" sound from his throat.
At the same time, the originally pitch-black charred corpse also fell down next to Lin Xiaolu, lying on the ground and disappearing into ashes.
"All sentient beings who have not been liberated have unstable nature and consciousness, bad habits have accumulated karma, and good habits have resulted. They are born for good and evil, and they are born according to circumstances. They rotate in the five paths without rest, and they move through the kalpas of the world, and they are confused..."
Everyone's eyes were filled with shock when they saw the sudden appearance of a mysterious old man who killed the scorched corpse and defeated the Bones of Hell upon meeting him, as well as the white-haired old woman standing gently in the distance.
Among the people in Emei, some elders were dumbfounded and murmured:
"The legend turns out to be true! We in Emei have a being that scares the entire three thousand continents, but we have been hiding in the world!"
"I should be worried about these generations. Since you have fulfilled your past vows, reaffirmed your oaths through many calamities, and saved your sinful generations, why should I worry about you?"
In the field, Lin Xiaolu finished reciting the verses in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra, and the charred corpse completely dissipated, and finally turned into a little boy with a tiger head in the sky, kowtowing to Lin Jianning to say goodbye.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra was taught to Lin Xiaolu by Wugou.
During the long years, the idle Lin Xiaolu and Wu Guo worked together as beggars, begging for food for decades.
As a result, he learned a lot of Buddhist teachings through hearing and seeing.
At this moment, the boy was transcended and dissipated, and Lin Jianning looked at the two familiar old men in front of him with surprise:
"Dad, Aunt Xiaoyu."
Lin Xiaolu, who was picking out Ming Guzhi's nostrils, turned back gently, then smiled kindly at his daughter, who looked like him:
"When you fight with others in the future, you must not be distracted. You will lose your life."
