ambush!

After glanced at me, I saw that there was no Xuannv figure, Meng Qi's mind instantly came to his mind... ≦,

The heroic Gan Yun returns the heroic Gan Yun. Before entering the ** fairy world, he had already imagined many situations and responded differently. For example, the contemporary Xuannv had long discovered the traitor or Gao Lan's spy, deliberately made an appearance, set up an ambush, luring Gao Lan into a trap, or she was extremely cautious in her personality, seemed to be in seclusion and polishing, and was isolated from the inside and outside, but in fact, the golden silkworm had already shedded her shell, holding the prepared treasure, I don't know which knot secretly survived the tribulation at the end of the world.

Therefore, the situation I saw in front of me did not exceed Meng Qi's expectations and preparations, but instead felt that it was indeed the case.

How could the things you mixed up with are as domineering as the funny brother thinks and be smooth?

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

While the thought came out, Meng Qi also smiled bitterly, and pointed his fingers at the clues in the broad hall. He was in the hall and outside the hall, as if he was standing in two universes.

The spiritual sense spread and covered him, and he and Gao Lan suddenly said "huh".

It seems empty and has no figure, but in fact there are all kinds of illusory things floating, like memories, like emotions, like experiences, like imprints.

Meng Qi's thought suddenly moved, and a light lit up. The causes of all fruits were highlighted, allowing himself to step into the world of cause and effect, touching the illusory world of the soul and spirit. Gao Ling's eyes were covered with a layer of light gold, the waves were slightly shaking, the holy virtue was like water, and the merit was like a mirror.

After a moment, what we saw was no longer different. In front of Meng Qi, there was a Buddhist temple. The Tathagata sat high with a compassionate face. His golden body was shrouded in incense and white smoke. He was illuminated by the old green lamps. A gray-robed monk's eyes were drooping. He knocked on wooden fish and recited scriptures day after day, like an ascetic, but his young face, which should have been full of energy, was somewhat subtle contradiction with this.

Knock, Amitabha, I heard this.

The sound of 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 temple. Her face was exquisite. There was a playful and joking past between her eyebrows and eyes. Her pace slowed down and she stopped behind the monk in gray robe.

"Why are you here again?" The gray-robed monk didn't open his eyes, and the wooden fish kept coming, his tone was calm but kept people from thousands of miles away.

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

"Master. I'm going to get married."

The wooden hammer in the gray-robed monk's hand suddenly broke, and the tumbling sound stopped abruptly, and his whole body looked like a clay puppet.

The woman in the red wedding dress gradually faded, and she brought a little sadness:

"I don't want to accept it. So I plan to finish it all."

With a bang, the monk in gray robe jumped up suddenly, causing the incense table to shaking.

The monk was finished? The gray-robed monk opened his eyes, full of anxiety and worry. He had no other emotions, and he stretched out his hands to try to stop him.

However, in his bright black eyes, the blood on the neck of the woman in the wedding dress had already flowed dry, and she was wearing a red dress or a blood skirt.

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

The monk in gray robe froze his movements, and his eyes stared straight as the figure in front of him faded.

There is a ghost in front of the Buddha, just to say goodbye.

Clang, the incense table fell to the ground, and ashes rose everywhere, covering the Tathagata. The scene gradually spread and curled up in the broad hall.

What is this? Meng Qiwei frowned, and many doubts arose in his heart. At this time, another "painting scroll" unfolded in front of him and Gao Lan.

On the sickbed, a pretty and cute woman leaned against the pillow with no flesh on her cheeks. She was already sick and had a strong bone-like shape. She now had more intakes and less air. Her eyes, which should have been looking at her, gradually became turbid.

Next to her, a middle-aged scholar grabbed her hands tightly, with unsolved sorrow and sadness hidden in his eyes.

This middle-aged scholar had thick eyebrows, a bit hard, and a long beard on his mouth, which was quite strange.

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

"Six Ocean Mad Guest" Wu Jizhen!

A great master with a deep relationship with a contemporary Xuannv!

The scenes seen in the hall are all the different experiences of Xuannv’s responses, and the life when causes and conditions are manifested?

I will let others down, and others will let me down!

At this time, on the sickbed, the pretty and cute woman gently shook Wu Jizhen's arm and said with true feelings:

"From now on, I forgot, I forgot me..."

The sound was reduced and the vitality was cut off. No matter how Wu Jizhen poured his true energy into it, it would be useless. He suddenly raised his head and let out a long cry of losing his partner.

Since different experiences of responding to the body are presented in the ** Hall, the contemporary Xuannv must be nearby! Meng Qi flashed with a flash of inches of light and looked at the back hall.

It seems that it is not the trap that was inferred before or the vain was lost, but 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 faster than Meng Qi that the Taoist robe had just flashed, and the bright yellow figure had appeared in front of him. The two of them had "cut off their evil fate, and from then on, the proud daughter of the ancient Buddha of Qinglan" and "the story of childhood sweethearts, loving for life, until old white hair, and burying the tomb room together, leaving only one corpse."

The more they went forward, the more they seemed to have penetrated into the spiritual world of contemporary Xuannv and observed hundreds or thousands of different lives and different feelings.

Suddenly, Gao Lan, who was running in front, slowed down because at the gate that separates the front hall and the back hall, a woman in plain robe stood quietly, with a elegant temperament and a dusty and untainted dust. There was compassion between her eyebrows and eyes to help all living beings in the world, and she was in a state of weather and radiant brilliance.

Her hair was tied up and her wooden hairpin was crossed, like a lay Buddhist.

Then Meng Qi saw Gao Lan stop, and his cold and deep eyes showed indescribable surprise and heat, as if he was in love with a young man.

"Yan Ran..." He shouted softly.

Yan Ran? Is this the eldest sister-in-law? Meng Qi paused and looked away. He saw that there were many wounds on the woman in the plain robe, as if she had experienced a bloody battle, and there were faint enemies around her.

"Gaolang." Yan Ran was surprised.

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

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

"You will definitely be able to occupy the dominant position of the Xuannv Taoist body!"

After taking a step forward, Gao Lan appeared in front of Yanran, stretched out his right hand, holding the slender hand that Yanran also stretched out.

The hands touched each other and walked through each other.

An indescribable regret appeared on Yan Ran's face, and he called out again:

"Gaorang..."

The figure gradually dispersed and the imprint disintegrated.

What is this situation? Meng Qi's eyes passed through Yan Ran and looked at the back hall. He saw the contemporary mysterious woman sitting next to the coffin, her body blurred, as if she was homeless, and she had no hope!

Is the contemporary mysterious woman transformed into a place?

Before she took a step to ascend in the sun, she lost control and encountered a backlash. She sat on the spot, so she flew out of her body and left her mark.

Xuannv actually died! Meng Qi could hardly believe his eyes. He had predicted many situations and performed different developments, but never thought it would be such a change.

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

The contemporary Xuannv was neither extremely cautious, so she set up a suspicion array, nor could she guess that the funny brother had attacked in advance, forcing him to break into the top, trying to kidnap her, but she was dead.

She died, and Yan Ran, who was the response, could not even be able to reincarnate!

My funny brother has been preparing for many years and is domineering, but he encounters such an ending. Could it be that God's will?

What is God's will?

Breaking through the Dharma body is a difference between humans and immortals. One of the biggest obstacles on the road to cultivation. Failure may be high, but I and the funny brother subconsciously avoided this possibility.

Meng Qi looked back in shock and looked at Gao Lan. He saw him staring at the dissipated figure in front of him, and his right hand was still holding his hands and shouting in a low voice:

"Yan Ran..."

Since ancient times, there is no love and no hatred.

Boom!

The ** Palace was shocked because the stress changes caused by Meng Qi and Gao Lan's forced entry here appeared.

The two failed to succeed quickly as planned and left quickly.

"Yan Ran!"
Chapter completed!