Heavenly Martial Arts - 447. Chapter 442

Barren mountains, trails.

He Heng sat on Shui Qilin and walked slowly to the southwest.

Not far behind him, a huge white fox reluctantly followed, muttering: “Why do you want me to keep the prototype? What good is this?”

“Because I am afraid that your physical appearance will bring me unnecessary trouble!” He Heng said lightly.

“Hmph, so you know that this girl is naturally beautiful. If she becomes a human body, there will definitely be a bunch of stinky men who will try to make my beauty…” The fox said very proudly, quite narcissistic.

“It’s part of the reason, and more importantly, taking your fox demon with you will let people know the real person’s ability to kill demons and eliminate demons, and reduce some helpless behaviors.” He Heng said casually, staring at him. Ahead.

The fox suddenly roared in annoyance: “Qing Ye Zi, you hypocrite, originally made this idea. My arrogant nine-tailed celestial fox is going to be treated as a dog to show its weight!!”

“Do you think you are more noble than dogs?” He Heng asked rhetorically.

“You bastard!” The fox exploded and was about to stand up to defend his dignity, but he found helplessly that he didn’t know what means was used by that bastard human. To face him, even though he wanted to resist in his heart, his body was instinctively controlled. No more.

Under the humiliation and grief, she wanted to cry a lot, but sadly discovered that at this moment she didn’t even have the ability to cry, so she could only let the body move forward like a machine.

“The so-called world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog. In my eyes, everything in the world is equal, and the nine-tailed celestial fox may not be higher than a wild dog. They are all living beings sinking into the sea of bitterness and cannot be freed from it. It’s just a poor worm.” He Heng suddenly said lightly.

The fox’s eyes widened suddenly, and he pouted: “Then what about yourself? Aren’t you a poor bug!”

He Heng nodded: “Yes, I am no higher than you. I am also a person who has fallen in the endless sea of suffering, and I have not been detached. At least I have understood my way of detachment and walked unswervingly. But you are still in confusion. This is where most people in the world are inferior to me.”

To the nine-tailed celestial fox, more than three hundred years old is just the age of a child, and his temper comes and goes quickly. At this moment, Xiao Jiu’s anger has subsided a lot, and he is quite curious about what He Heng said. So he asked: “Isn’t this world very good, why do you say this is a sea of suffering?”

“That’s because you haven’t seen the other side. Only when you understand the unthinkable of the other side of the Tao that is above all the world, you can understand that everything in this world is illusory, and only there is we should pursue. Destiny. Even though most people will fall down on this road, my generation will insist on going on… the moths are fighting the fire, please be bright in that moment!”

The ethereal voice resounded, and Xiao Jiu’s heart suddenly fell into an ethereal state. This was a feeling she would never forget, although she didn’t remember exactly what it was like in the next moment.

Looking at the figure in front, she suddenly felt that he was extraordinarily far away, like a huge mountain standing between the sky and the earth, seemingly within reach, but extremely remote, the two distant ones are no longer in the same world.

The anger in the heart has completely dissipated. If there are grievances between people, the one who suffers must be angry and unwilling, but if there are grievances between ants and elephants, will the ants still hate them? No, it will only be in awe and depression.

This is the gap between her and him.

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Entering a prosperous town, in order not to cause damage, he let Shui Qilin stay outside. As for Xiao Jiu, he agreed to temporarily transform her into a human form and followed in.

Then he soon regretted this decision a bit.

As a fox who has been strictly disciplined by her parents for hundreds of years, although Xiao Jiu has been in contact with humans before, she has never been to a big city, and her curiosity is very heavy.

At this moment, her performance was even more exaggerated than a countryman entering the city, and she felt novel to see everything, which caused many jokes.

Although He Heng had a thick-skinned face and didn’t care about being surrounded by others, it was not a good experience after all.

Secretly controlling her body with a slave mark, preventing her from talking nonsense and making unnecessary movements, He Heng walked straight to the center of the city, and suddenly a strange color flashed across, looking not far away.

At a fortune-telling booth, a Taoist priest who was about forty or fifty years old, with kind eyebrows, five willows and long beards, looked rather immortal.

Seeing him look over, the Taoist priest was shocked, and then he reacted in the next moment, shouting: “This young brave man, looking at your look like a dragon, a tiger, and a majestic figure, you must have an extraordinary identity, but there is a dark eyebrow. Qi, obviously it is caused by excess suffocation, if there is no guidance, there will be catastrophes in the near future. Poor Dao Zhou Yixian, known as Zhou Banxian, counts up and down five hundred years, can know the past and the future, and is willing to resolve this calamity, only need a silver tattoo Twelve taels are enough, what if I don’t know what to expect?”

“…” He Heng’s face was stiff, he looked up and down at this “Monday Immortal”, his eyes condensed suddenly.

It’s just because this person made him a little bit unable to see through, and a breath of extreme depth penetrated under the plain. This made him a little bit puzzled by the seemingly ordinary Taoist in front of him.

What’s more, he was actually called “Yi Xian”, this extremely mysterious character in Zhu Xian’s original work, so similar, is he the later Zhou Xian?

If so, he can live in this world for more than a thousand years, and his cultivation will be unfathomable.

With dignity, He Heng stepped forward.

Seeing He Heng walking step by step, Zhou Yixian’s gaze also became solemn, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, as if a little nervous.

The two looked at each other, and He Heng first spoke: “I wonder if I can ask a question. My husband’s name is Zhou Yixian. Is there really a fairy that day?”

Regarding He Heng’s question, Xian hahad a smile on Monday: “The immortal nature is not a thing in the mortal.

He pointed to the sky and then to himself.

He Heng smiled brightly and his eyes became deeper and deeper: “The gentleman can know the five hundred years up and down, can you tell the next, how can he go to heaven and become a fairy?”

“Well, it depends on fate. When fate is reached, becoming a fairy is not a problem at all.” Zhou Yixian stroked his beard, and then without He Heng asking questions, he said: “These things about becoming immortals are really secret, poor. It’s hard to talk about the Tao, let’s talk about how to resolve the calamity for you!”

“Regarding the calamity mentioned by the husband, I want to hear about the specific causality.” He Heng said calmly as he watched him.