"Ghosts create hatred, Xian Huairen, one word reveals the truth of the sun. The night drives ghosts away from the troubled world, and the jade in the palm of the sun moves Kunlun. It's strange and weird, a strange person comes from nowhere."
Experienced love, hate, hatred, and demonic thoughts;
Understanding the cycle of good and evil leads to the birth of Bodhi;
Palm yin and yang, move the universe.
Dare I ask if immortals and demons can live forever?
The deeper the moon shines, the longer the lamp brightens the night. Some people raised their glasses, others indulged in amorous feelings, but only he, Bai Zhiquan, stayed in a dilapidated bridge hole, sitting cross-legged and vomiting. A black energy lingered on his face, but a little bright light lit up the palace. In the illusion, thousands of demons bared their teeth and claws, and pounced on the Bodhi. Scenes from the past flashed through my mind, and hatred suddenly arose. The already weak light flickered and flickered extremely unstable, like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any time. Bai Zhiquan's facial features were distorted, and his whole body was full of black energy. Otherwise, there will be another big devil in the world in the next moment. At this moment, a shrill meow broke through the silent night. The shocked Bo Zhiquan trembled, and then woke up from his concentration.
Reaching out to hug the black cat beside his knees, Bo Zhiquan sighed: "Xuan Ye, why do you think I am like this? Alas~"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
