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Chapter 1113 Guess the beginning correctly, but miss the ending

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    Ambush!

    After glancing at the scene of the vast hall and finding that there was no figure of Xuannv, this thought popped into Meng Qi's mind instantly.

    The heroic spirit is back to the heroic spirit. Before entering the world of Su Nu, he had anticipated many situations in order to interpret different responses. For example, the contemporary Xuan Nu had already discovered the traitor or Gao Lan's prying eyes, and made a deliberate appearance to set up an ambush  , to lure Gao Lan to jump into the trap, or she has an unusually cautious personality, seemingly closed and polished, isolated from the inside and outside, but in fact, the golden silkworm has shed its shell, holding the prepared treasure, and I don't know which knot in the ends of the world secretly crossed the catastrophe.

    Therefore, what he saw now did not exceed Meng Qi's expectations and preparations, on the contrary, he had a feeling that it was so.

    How could it be as domineering and slippery as Big Brother Doubi thought, and the things I mixed in could go smoothly?

    He had to have this awareness when he invited himself to be a helper

    At the same time as the idea came to mind, Meng Qi also had a wry smile, pointing his sword slantedly, examining the clues in the vast hall, one foot inside the hall, one outside the hall, as if standing in two universes.

    His consciousness spread and covered him, and he and Gao Lan suddenly let out a "huh" together.

    ?This place seems to be empty and there are no figures, but in fact there are all kinds of illusory things floating, like memories, emotions, experiences, and imprints.

    Meng Qi's thoughts suddenly moved, and the light came on, and the causes of all fruits were highlighted, allowing himself to step into the realm of cause and effect, and touch the illusory world of heart and spirit.  Like water, merit is like a mirror.

    A moment later, what he saw was different again. In front of Meng Qi was a Buddhist hall. The Tathagata was sitting tall, with a benevolent face, his golden body was surrounded by incense and white smoke, and was illuminated by an old blue lamp.  Day after day, he knocked on the wooden fish and recited scriptures, like a monk, but his youthful face, which was supposed to be high-spirited, had some subtle contradictions.

    Duk duk duk, Amitabha Buddha, so I heard.

    The sound of the wooden fish echoed monotonously, containing some kind of calming power. Suddenly, a woman in a red wedding dress walked into the entrance of the Buddhist hall.  It stopped behind the gray-robed monk.

    "Why are you here again?" The gray-robed monk's eyes were closed, the wooden fish kept on coming, and his tone was calm but repulsive.

    The corners of the mouth of the woman in the red wedding dress curled up, her smile was as bright as ever, bringing people unconscious happiness, her tone was low and calm, as if she was talking about things that had nothing to do with her:

    "Master, I'm getting married."

    Snapped!  The gray-robed monk snapped the mallet in his hand, and the sound of tuk-tuk-duk stopped abruptly, and he was like a puppet carved in clay.

    The smile of the woman in the red wedding dress gradually faded, with a little sadness:

    "I don't want to accept it, so I plan to settle it once and for all."

    With a bang, the gray-robed monk suddenly jumped up, causing the incense table to crumble.

    Once done?  The gray-robed monk opened his eyes, full of anxiety and worry, and had no other emotions. He stretched out his hands, trying to stop it.

    However, in his bright black eyes, the blood on the neck of the woman in the wedding dress had already dried up, and it was unclear whether it was a wedding dress or a blood skirt in red.

    The hands passed through without touching any entity, and penetrated the past.

    The gray-robed monk's movements froze, his eyes fixed as he watched the figure in front of him fade.

    There are ghosts in front of the Buddha, just to say goodbye.

    With a bang, the incense table fell to the ground, and soot was scattered everywhere, covering the Tathagata, and the scene gradually diverged, curling up in the spacious hall.

    What is this?  Meng Qi frowned slightly, with many doubts in his heart, and at this moment, another "picture scroll" unfolded in front of him and Gao Lan.

    On the sickbed, a pretty and charming woman leaned on the pillow, her cheeks were fleshless, and she was so sick that her air intake was too much and the air output was less, her eyes that should have been looking forward to her beauty gradually became cloudy.

    Beside her, a middle-aged scribe held her hands tightly, with indelible grief and sorrow hidden in his eyes.

    This middle-aged scribe has thicker eyebrows, showing a bit of rigidity, and a long horizontal beard on his mouth, which is quite weird.

    As soon as he saw him, his name popped up in Meng Qi's mind:

    "Six Seas Crazy" Wu Jizhen!

    A great master who has an unforgettable relationship with a certain contemporary Xuannv!

    Thus, Meng Qi came to a realization.

    The scenes seen in the hall are all the experiences of Xuannv's different bodies, the life when fate and identity manifested?

    Some people blame me, and some people blame me!

    At this time, on the sick bed, the pretty and charming woman gently shook Wu Jizhen's arm, and said with full affection:

      "From now on, forget, forget me"

    His voice had decreased, his vitality had been cut off, no matter how much Wu Jizhen poured in his true energy, it would be of no avail. He suddenly raised his head and let out a long cry, mourning the loss of his partner.

    Since the experiences of different corresponding bodies are presented in Su Nu Temple, the contemporary Xuan Nu must be nearby!  With a flash of inspiration, Meng Qi looked in the direction of the apse and shrank into inches.

    It seems that it's not a trap that was inferred before or that it was all in vain, but that the choice of Xuannv's retreat is very strange or her current state is puzzling.

    Could it be that she is trying to break through?

    Gao Lan obviously thought of it faster than Meng Qi. Just as the Taoist robe flashed, a bright yellow figure appeared in front of him.  , the love of a lifetime, to the old white-headed, buried together in the tomb, the story of only one corpse."

    The more they go forward, the more they seem to have penetrated into the spiritual world of the contemporary Xuannv, observing hundreds of thousands of different lives and different emotions.

    Suddenly, Gao Lan, who was running ahead, slowed down, because at the gate separating the front hall and the back hall, a woman in a plain robe stood quietly, her temperament was elegant and dust-free, and there was compassion in her eyes to help all living beings in the world.  The weathering is peerless and radiant.

    Her hair is coiled up, with wooden hairpins crossing it, like a layman.

    Then Meng Qi saw Gao Lan stop, with indescribable surprise and burning in his cold and deep eyes, like a young man in love.

    "Yan Ran" He called out in a low voice.

    Yan Ran?  This is the sister-in-law?  Meng Qi then paused and looked around, only to see that the plain robed woman had many wounds on her body, as if she had experienced a bloody battle, and there were still indistinct enemies around her.

    "Gao Lang." Yan Ran looked over in surprise.

    Gao Lan was moved, raised his right hand, and swung his long sword, strangled all the illusory enemies around him, and said excitedly:

    "Yan Ran, I will definitely save you this time!"

    "You must be allowed to occupy the dominant position of Xuannv Dao Body!"

    Taking a step forward, Gao Lan appeared in front of Yan Ran, stretched out his right hand, and shook the slender hand that Yan Ran also extended.

    The hands touched and passed through each other.

    An indescribable regret appeared on Yan Ran's face, and he called again in a low voice:

    "Gao Lang"

    The figure gradually dissipated, and the branding disintegrated.

    What's the situation?  Meng Qi looked through Yan Ran and looked at the apse, only to see the contemporary Xuannv sitting beside the coffin, her body blurred, as if at home, no longer alive!

    Has the contemporary Xuannv sat down?

    Before she took a step to soar in the daytime, she lost control, suffered a backlash, and sat down on the spot, so the brand of her body flew out, leaving marks on the palace?

    Xuannv is dead!  Meng Qi could hardly believe his eyes. He had predicted many situations and interpreted different developments, but he never thought it would be this kind of change.

    I guessed the beginning correctly, but I didn't guess the ending

    ?Contemporary Xuannv was not extremely cautious, so she raised suspicions, and she also failed to guess that Big Brother Doubi would launch an attack in advance, forcefully break into Su Nv's way, and tried to abduct her, but she died.

    After she died, Yan Ran, who was the body, could not even be reincarnated!

    Big Brother Doubi has been preparing for many years, and his domineering side leaked, but he encountered this kind of ending. Could it be God's will?

    What is God's will?

    Breaking through the dharma body is the difference between human beings and immortals. It is one of the biggest hurdles on the road of practice. The possibility of failure is inherently high, but I and Big Brother Doubi subconsciously avoided this possibility.

    Meng Qi looked back in astonishment, looked at Gao Lan, and saw him staring blankly at the disappearing figure in front of him, still holding his right hand, and shouted in a low voice:

    "Yan Ran"

    Since ancient times, there has been passion and hatred.

    Boom!

    There was a shock in Su Nu Temple, because the stress changes brought about by Meng Qi and Gao Lan's forcible entry here appeared.

    The two failed to succeed as planned and left quickly.

    "Yan Ran!"

    Gao Lan suddenly raised his head and screamed, his voice echoed, and his grief was inexplicable.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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