Drunken Crane Immortal

Chapter 62 Two Dilemmas

After resting for a while, Hua Zhaoshui finally had the strength to move around. As soon as he got up, he pestered Ning Jun to ask when he could open the eight-star disk. Come out, he will be honest for a while.

Hua Zhaoshui has been hiding in the immortal man's cave for a while, staring at the cranes in the back mountain every day in a daze, this day he was picking up the little flowers scattered on the ground, when he suddenly heard the master's voice from behind: "Health is better ?"

Hua Zhaoshui stood up quickly in fright, turned around and looked at him, very cautiously, said: "It's better..."

Sheng Jianwei came over, sat next to him, motioned for him to sit too, and said, "I heard from Ning Jun that you are in a hurry to enter the eight-star plate?"

Hua Zhaoshui was a little nervous, and nodded hastily.

"Why? A few days ago, I was making a fuss and didn't want to go again." Sheng Jianwei looked at him with his head down, and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you so afraid of me?"

Hua Zhaoshui kept pinching her hands and said, "I'm afraid Master is still angry with me."

Sheng Jianwei turned his head to look at him, raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said, "I'm not angry with you, I was too anxious and scared you."

"Worried? Are you in a hurry to let me enter the eight-star plate?" Hua Zhaoshui finally looked over, a little puzzled, and said, "Isn't it okay to go anytime?"

Sheng Jianwei didn't answer him, but said: "I know crossing the calamity is a very hard work, and it's reasonable that you don't want to go again, but you must go for the remaining two calamities, okay?"

Hua Zhaoshui nodded in a daze, and said, "I will go."

Sheng Jianwei smiled at him and said, "Don't say that kind of thing again, don't worry, I won't let you go."

Hua Zhaoshui showed an aggrieved expression, flirting with his master for the first time after returning to Si Brahma, and leaned on the master.

Sheng Jianwei hugged his shoulders and said in a low voice: "What are you afraid of? I brought you back. Whether you are good or bad, you are with me. You don't have to be afraid of this all the time."

Hua Zhaoshui glanced at him, then lowered his head and said, "Master... I have one more thing to ask..."

"what?"

"Why do I stay with Master every kalpa? This time, it took me a long time to enter the eight-star chart. Why do I still meet?"

Sheng Jianwei looked at him and said, "You don't want to go through the tribulation with me, do you?"

Hua Zhaoshui shook her head quickly, and murmured: "It's not that I don't want to... It's just that I don't feel very happy in the end every time. I don't want to be like that."

Sheng Jianwei tapped his shoulder lightly with his fingers and said, "Is that all?"

Hua Zhaoshui thought for a while, but didn't dare to say that he was a little confused when he crossed the catastrophe and Sheng Jianwei who returned to the Four Brahma Heavens. He was afraid that his master would misunderstand what he said, so he nodded resentfully.

"Actually, I don't know why this happens every time I go through a catastrophe. Maybe it's because I drew a wisp of my soul for you when I shaped your dharma body back then." Sheng Jianwei looked at him and said, "If That’s right, there’s nothing we can do about it, but there are only two lives left, and it’s almost over.”

Hua Zhaoshui also raised her head and said, "It's not that I don't want to be with Master... If we go to the world together, can you wait for me to come back together... Don't always leave me alone."

Sheng Jianwei looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, stroked his hair and said, "Little poor... I can't control things in the world, so don't be angry with me."

Hua Zhaoshui felt that the current master was the Qingdu Shenjun he knew, and she was relieved for a while, and looked at him and said: "Master, why did you think I was low-cultivated when I asked you last time? So angry? I know I don't seem to be... talented, and it's not... not hard work, I just..."

"I never wanted you to become something powerful. I'm still alive, so I can naturally protect you." Sheng Jianwei's tone was soft, but the worry on his brows seemed to have never dissipated.

Hua Zhaoshui was a little strange, and said: "Master, you are not angry with me, why do you still look a little unhappy?"

Sheng Jianwei pondered for a long time, then hesitantly said: "I have something, please help me take it for a while."

He spread his palms out as he spoke, a dim Buddha lamp hung vaguely above his palms, and the lingering mist was also a little drowsy.Sheng Jianwei handed it over and said, "Try it, can you hold it?"

Hua Zhaoshui stretched out his hand when he heard the words, and easily held the Buddha lamp in his hand. Sheng Jianwei looked nervous and said, "Try it, feed it some of your fairy power."

Hua Zhaoshui did so, and at the moment when the immortal power was injected, the Buddha lamp seemed to come to life, with a faint golden light shining all over its body, flashing and flashing, almost greedily absorbing power from him.

Sheng Jian snatched back the Buddha lamp with his hands, squeezed a formula and put away the Buddha lamp, looked at him, and said, "How did you feel just now?"

Hua Zhaoshui was still in a daze, staring blankly at her palm, and said for a long time: "Master... I think this thing likes my spells very much, but when I hold it, it seems that my strength has been taken away." .”

Sheng Jianwei's expression was even more ugly, he was obviously absent-minded, and said, "Then I'll put it far away next time, so I won't touch it."

Hua Zhaoshui tilted his head to look at him, and asked doubtfully, "Master, what's wrong?"

Sheng Jianwei came back to his senses, patted his head comfortingly, and said, "With your current physical condition, is it okay to enter the eight star chart?"

Hua Zhaoshui quickly shook his head, and said, "I'm fine, I can go." After he finished speaking, he still stared at his master, and asked after a while, "Master... where did you go in your last life? Can this one follow me?" Tell me? I... I thought you would really come back to me."

Sheng Jianwei said: "In that life, my appearance has hardly changed for decades, which is unusual for ordinary people, but... After all, people cannot escape the shackles of heaven, and my aging is coming faster than imagined , and so is death."

Hua Zhaoshui said slowly, "Then... you don't have much time, why don't you let me stay with you?"

"I don't want you to see me grow old."

Hua Zhaoshui didn't expect him to answer this way, she was at a loss for words for a while, she couldn't hold back and asked him again: "Is it because it doesn't look good?" After saying this, Hua Zhaoshui suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly added: "But we In the world, everyone has to grow old and die, and after a while, I will become like that."

Sheng Jianwei smiled at him and said, "Then do you want to grow old with me?"

Hua Zhaoshui blinked at him. For some reason, he always felt that his words were a bit ambiguous, so she didn't know how to answer, but Sheng Jianwei said, as if he was really waiting for his answer, "Of course I will." Think about it, don’t abandon me next time, Master.”

Sheng Jianwei looked into his eyes, thought for a long time, and asked him, "Do you know that I had a Buddha lamp beside me before? The one given to me by the Heavenly Venerable of Sanqingtian is called the Compassion Lamp."

Hua Zhaoshui nodded: "I've heard of it, isn't it the one Master asked me to touch just now?"

"Do you know what that lamp is for?"

Hua Zhaoshui thought for a while, and said unsurely: "I'm not sure...it seems to be that as long as Master carries that lamp, he will feel more peaceful, is that so?"

Sheng Jian hummed slightly, and said, "Almost. At the time of the battle between gods and demons, I was tainted with too much killing spirit, and sometimes it was difficult to control my mind. It all depends on that lamp by my side."

Hua Zhaoshui recalled the dim appearance of the withered lamp, and said, "But if the soul of that lamp is lost, is it useless?"

Sheng Jianwei didn't answer him, and suddenly asked him: "If one day, someone has to repair this lamp, the price is to take away the soul of a little fairy to make the Buddha lamp come back to life, do you think it's worth it?"

Hua Zhaoshui didn't quite understand what he meant, and asked, "What does it mean to take away the soul? Can you only live in the Buddha lamp in the future?"

Sheng Jian shook his head slightly, and said, "Go back to the Buddha lamp and become the lamp soul of the compassion lamp. After seven days, it will be refined by the Buddha lamp, and you will lose your spiritual consciousness forever, completely integrated with the Buddha lamp."

Hua Zhaoshui shuddered, and said: "Master... this seems a bit cruel, isn't this Buddhist lamp like an alchemy furnace? Refining spirits is no different from refining medicine with virgins. "

Sheng Jianwei looked a little bitter, and nodded to him.

"I don't know if it's worth it or not... But cultivating the Tao is not easy in itself. I didn't expect to become a fairy and end up as a medicine primer. I think it's a bit too cruel." Hua Zhaoshui looked at him and said, "Is that lamp important? Does Master have to fix it?"

Sheng Jianwei didn't know what to say, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Hua Zhaoshui smiled at him suddenly, and said, "Master, I think you are fine now, not as fierce as the rumors say, maybe it doesn't matter whether the lamp is here or not."

"Maybe you're the only one who thinks so." Sheng Jianwei finally smiled at him.

"How could it be?" Hua Zhaoshui put a sticker on him again and said, "Master, I like you the most."

Sheng Jianwei felt more complicated in his heart, looked down at him for a long time, then slowly raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said, "Aren't you angry when you were scared like that that day?"

Hua Zhaoshui laughed, leaned on his shoulder, and said, "When you were in the world, you frightened me every day, and..."

When he was talking, he suddenly remembered some things that were not easy to say, and he stopped talking immediately. He was embarrassed to continue, so he laughed twice, and then said: "Although I don't know why Master is in a hurry, Master didn't really talk to me. Angry, then I'm not angry either."

The crane group in the back mountain is going westward, and the golden crow utters a long chirp that rises and falls from time to time, and the golden light that sprinkles all over the sky is dotted with colorful clouds, and white cranes soaring behind them.

After the cranes disappeared, the last bit of gold in the sky moved from Sheng Jianwei's side to Hua Zhaoshui's shoulders, as if to use the sun and the moon to draw a clear line between light and darkness.

Sheng Jianwei looked at the afterglow on Hua Zhaoshui's shoulder, feeling quite emotional in his heart for a moment, thinking that this was the first time he knew that he was in such a difficult situation because he had been decisive in killing and attacking for thousands of years.

If Sanqingtian got the news, he would definitely take back the lamp soul. Those celestial beings closed their eyes every day, how could they allow the things they created to be contained in the bodies made by others.

Sheng Jianwei thought about what Hua Zhaoshui said just now, it was too cruel.Sheng Jianwei also thought to himself, it's too cruel, whether it's for him or himself, it's too cruel for San Qingtian's old stubborn to refine his soul.

It was the first time for Sheng Jianwei to realize so clearly that over the years, Xigu seemed to have become another Buddha lamp for him.

#The third volume can't ask for it