"What can love do? Even after ten thousand years, it still hasn't diminished your longing for him?"
“Amitabha Buddha, since our first meeting in the Women’s Kingdom of Xiliang, my heart has remained sincere and unwavering.”
Before the Nine Luminaries Divine Abyss, the Divine Nun Minghui clasped her hands together, letting the fierce wind blow against her face, causing her dress to flutter.
After a long while, a sigh came from the bottom of the abyss.
"Your persistence is truly touching. If Sanzang were alive, he would be gratified to have met such a beautiful woman as you."
Minghui Buddha's eyes closed slightly: "The Sword Ancestor's unspoken meaning seems to be that he also has a deep feeling about this."
Bai Xinian was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "If I were to say that someone said they wanted to give themselves a future,
But he deceived you for nine lifetimes. Shouldn't such a person die?
Minghui: "Amitabha, this humble nun is not in a position to comment on this. I believe the Sword Ancestor has already made his own decision."
Bai Xinian: "That person deserves to die, but every time he stands in front of me, I can't bring myself to do it. The first time he asked me about the situation in the Nine Netherworlds..."
The second time I inquired about the whereabouts of the ancient dynasty, the questions I asked were different each time. Even though we already knew each other, I still had to feign the same flattery I had shown upon our first meeting.
According to my past self, he definitely wouldn't have survived, but..."
She paused halfway through her sentence, then continued, "But I just can't bring myself to do it, even though he lied to me."
But his fate was the same as mine; he was never truly freed from his constraints. He said he would give me a future.
But he never had a future of his own. Knowing the outcome would be the same, he never regretted it. Perhaps it was that persistence.
It gave me a glimmer of hope, and this hope diluted the endless suffering of confinement.
Minghui: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that the Sword Ancestor was also a person of emotion. This humble nun believes that both great love and small love are love."
"The Sword Ancestor will one day break free from his constraints and walk hand in hand with your beloved into the future, just as Sanzang has always lived in my heart, never to be separated."
As soon as he finished speaking, a fox howl suddenly rang out from the sky.
"Utterly absurd!"
Immediately afterwards, a dark red area appeared in the void, and a huge crack slowly opened up.
The next moment, the phantom of the nine-tailed celestial fox hovered in the air.
A female master, holding an oil-paper umbrella, with her eyes closed and wearing light clothing, slowly descended from the void.
“How can a person who has left home be troubled by the seven emotions and six desires? Master Minghui, even if you cultivate in vain for ten thousand years, you will never become a Buddha!”
Yu Qingzhu drifted down to the other side of the abyss. The moment she opened her eyes, her demonic energy transformed into endless sword energy, which, under the sweep of the nine-tailed phantom behind her, all fell to the bottom of the Divine Abyss.
"Empress of Qingqiu, your physical body has recovered?"
Bai Xi replied with a sound, and then the sword energy rebounded, surging back up from the bottom of the abyss.
"Two thousand years have passed, Bai Xinian. Shouldn't we settle our old scores?"
With a flick of his oil-paper umbrella, a powerful gust of wind instantly formed, completely isolating the sword energy from him within three feet.
"Amitabha, Empress of Qingqiu, so many years have passed, are you still unwilling to let go of the past between you and the Sword Ancestor?"
"lay down?"
Yu Qingzhu suddenly opened her eyes, her dark red pupils staring directly at the nun Minghui.
"You think a simple 'let go' can make me let go of my two thousand years of wandering? Abbess, you're so naive."
Bai Xinian: "Yu Qingzhu, two thousand years ago you were the one who provoked me, which is why you ended up with your physical body destroyed."
You think your soul can survive in this world without being reincarnated? It's all because I left you a way out.
Yu Qingzhu: "Then you should regret your compassion that day."
If you had destroyed my soul with a single sword strike back then, perhaps I wouldn't be here today seeking revenge.
Bai Xinian: "So you think you can definitely surpass me now?"
Yu Qingzhu: "My demonic power has not fully recovered yet, I won't be foolish enough to have a direct confrontation with you now."
I just know that you are now sacrificing yourself to forge weapons in order to prevent the evil from getting out of control.
Now is the perfect time for me to challenge you.
"To avenge the grudges of the past, you are willing to let all living beings in the Nine Realms suffer?"
"Don't talk about how great you are, Bai Xinian. Have you forgotten how your Holy Dynasty was destroyed?"
Wasn't it you who forcibly absorbed evil into yourself, causing you to lose control of your mind and personally slaughter millions of your own people in the capital, thus destroying the entire empire?
"If it weren't for your arrogant and self-righteous attitude, how could Song Yanran's Dragon-Han Dynasty have become the number one dynasty in the Nine Realms?"
One sentence seemed to have stirred up Bai Xinian's most painful memories, and she didn't say another word.
"Amitabha, Sword Ancestor, do not be distracted."
Sensing that Bai Xinian's resolve was wavering, the nun Minghui offered a gentle reminder, then said to Yu Qingzhu, "Empress of Qingqiu..."
Before the well-being of all people, can personal grudges be temporarily set aside?
In order to prevent the spread of evil, the Sword Ancestor took the evil energy into his body alone.
Those killed were all living dead; if they hadn't been killed, the Nine Realms would have fallen ten thousand years ago.
"What do the common people have to do with me? What do they have to do with the demon realm? Do you think that a mere mention of the common people is enough?"
They can then stand on their moral high ground and persuade me to give up the suffering I've endured for the past two thousand years!
Yu Qingzhu's voice was cold and emotionless.
"No one can stop me from seeking justice from Bai Xinian today."
"Amitabha!"
The nun Minghui swung the Buddhist beads in her hand.
"If the Queen of Qingqiu insists on entering the Nine Luminaries Divine Abyss, then she must first get past this humble nun."
"You want to stop me too?"
"Perhaps the Queen of Qingqiu should take a step back, so that we don't have to fight each other. I still maintain that everything should be for the sake of the common people."
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