Chapter 1042 Demon Seed is Natural (76)
The mountain cannot see its top, its feet, or its true appearance.
On the mountainside, a seemingly soft and gentle gray wind was blowing. The clouds and mist were carried in the wind. The mist dispersed and became lighter and more misty.
This is the outer sky above the nine heavens.
"The world calls it Poxu Palace, and the one who lives there is the ancestor of Dharma and Buddhism who is respected by all the six realms. The ancestor of humanity is kind and awed to the core. He doesn't even dare to offer portraits or incense for fear of disturbing the ancestor's purity. Cultivate silence..."
The voice gradually weakened, it was remembering.
"But people don't know that the ancestor they deeply respect is a hypocritical and indifferent monster in his heart..."
"The tree demon you are talking about is the ancestor, right?"
"Yeah...heh, at first I foolishly thought that it was just a clone of an immortal who descended to earth and endured tribulations. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a wisp of Buddha soul laid down by the ancestor. In his place, he went to the lower world to find Zhou Ye. Haunt her until she falls in love with him, and then... kill her."
"Why? Why did the ancestor do this? Zhou Ye was also killed by the ancestor in the previous life?"
Qinglong sneered and nodded slowly.
"The ancestor is not a Buddha, but a demon. Don't you believe it?"
Aowu hesitated, and finally shook his head hesitantly.
"Why should ancestors treat Zhou Ye like this?"
For Zhou Ye to release a trace of his Buddha soul, for him to become a tree demon and be killed by a god, if it is called love, there is no way to talk about it.
The ancestor was born as the true Buddha in charge of the dharma of heaven and earth. What is his connection with Zhou Ye?
Even if there was love, why would he kill her for the rest of his life?
This was the case in the last life, and it is also the case in this life.
The Zhou Ye he knew, no one in the world could kill her.
If there is one person who can do it, it is the ancestor.
When Qinglong saw Aowu, his face was still full of disbelief and coldness, but he didn't say or do much. He just leaned his back against the wall, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and rested. "I'm not finished yet, keep talking."
Qinglong closed his eyes.
"I'm tired. It's boring to tell you."
"If you don't tell me, who else can you tell?"
Aowu could see that Qinglong I was lonely. She was deep and serious when she told the story just now. She wanted to tell everything about the past, which would be a relief.
"Tell me, I want to hear it. I want to know what Zhou Ye was like before."
What Qinglong said about Zhou Ye just now made him unbelievable. From just a few words, he could already imagine Zhou Ye's despair and helplessness at that time.
The Zhou Ye he knew was completely different.
The Zhou Ye he knew was powerful, invincible, invincible, and omnipotent. The confidence to play with everything in the world was innate. She hated the divine world, so she slaughtered half of the gods, and hated the fairy world, so she He took out the immortal bones of the Immortal Lord, so arrogant and terrifying.
But who would have thought that such a powerful Zhou Ye was just an ordinary country girl in her previous life. She had a bad temper and was stubborn. She would make mistakes and cry in pain after making mistakes.
What a living Zhou Ye.
What made her look like this?
There was desolation in her bones and indifference in her laziness. She didn't care about anything in the world. He had never seen her smile sincerely, and he had never seen her shed a tear.
Zhou Ye’s tears...
Ouch is unimaginable.
Subconsciously, he regarded Zhou Ye as an omnipotent being, free from pain and sorrow, ruthless and desireless, free and unrestrained.
Seeing the shock and curiosity on the face of the fool next to him, Qinglong suddenly felt the desire to talk.
(End of chapter)