Chapter 2662: Missing You's Price

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Here is Zhuang Country.

In the fourth year of Fengtian, Zhuang Country did not welcome the imagined glory. Even the lives of the common people did not improve.

From "Yongtai" to "Dading", from "Qiming" to "Fengtian", it seems only the era names have changed.

National wars, regicide, political reforms, coups... Heads were chopped off one after another, banners were changed one after another, territories expanded and contracted, but the people still lived the same way.

Those on the city tower, waving and pointing at the landscape, always changed and changed, round after round.

Perhaps the common people, with their faces to the yellow earth and backs to the sky, are the only unchanging eternity.

Actually, when the "Fengtian" era name had just begun, Zhuang Country was still considered prosperous.

Because the "Yuanlao Hui" formally took control of this country and fully leaned towards Dao Gate, no longer being selfish and duplicitous like during the Zhuang Emperor period. With Guodao Yuan Jijiu Zhang Ren as the head of the "Yuanlao Hui", they were loyal and devoted to Dao Gate.

And Yujing Mountain, under the instruction of the then Grand Palm Teacher Zong Dezhen, gave the Zhuang Country Yuanlao Hui quite direct support, greatly prospering the national power. Even in Zong Dezhen's strategy of "Twelve Dao Palaces" outlined at that time, he personally circled the three thousand li mountains and rivers of Zhuang Country with a vermilion brush.

As a quite important link in Zong Dezhen's grand plan of "Leading the Dao Sect", the "Twelve Dao Palaces" strategy had massive resource support.

Unfortunately, wishes do not come true... Zhang Ren was still exhausting himself here, but the Grand Palm Teacher, who was almost eternal in his heart, actually died tragically in one evening.

Before he was smeared liver and brain on the ground, Zong Dezhen was smeared liver and brain on the ground first. His heart and lungs were even dug out, and his intestines were wrapped around his neck.

Then the original Heavenly God Spirit jumped forward, and Jing Heavenly Emperor ruled Yujing Mountain.

Then a series of events unfolded around the position of Grand Palm Teacher at Yujing Mountain, and Yujing Mountain no longer needed to think about how to "Lead the Dao Sect", and no one remembered the layout of the "Twelve Dao Palaces" strategy anymore.

As for Zhuang Country?

Wish it good luck.

This country, which had gone through blood and fire repeatedly, was just forgotten like this. The father did not care, the mother did not love, and the next-door neighbor was living more and more prosperously.

Just such a small country.

Its most glorious period was only when Zhuang Gao Xian ascended to Dongzhen and changed the era to Dading. Its weakest period is now, indistinguishable from other countries, ordinary without anything special.

Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing originally should not have had any impression of such a small country.

But no one in the world doesn't know "Zhuang"!

Because Jiang Wang was born here.

Although he is no longer related to Zhuang Country in various ways, everyone knows how he bit with hate and killed Zhuang Gao Xian back then.

Even today's "Yuanlao Hui" admits the justice of the Fenglin blood rain.

Everyone understands—

Fenglin City is Jiang Wang's eternal pain.

That letter written word by word with blood and tears, the proclamation pursuing and exterminating Wusheng Dao, had already clearly expressed the peerless prodigy's heart full of hate.

So when Mei Yue was stuck in the muddy ground and said that sentence tragically and coldly, Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing had nothing to be entangled with.

But colors were still flowing, coming from the scrutiny of a superior, always peeling open the most secret and embarrassing corners. As if only in pain can loyalty be seen.

"What do you like about him?" Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing asked.

This is a very important question.

Generally speaking, it should be "What do you not like about Jiang Wang".

Because this is the youngest Yandao Zhenjun in history, the first prodigy of the human race. He not only surpasses his contemporaries in strength, but his contributions to the human race are also known to the world.

There are too many reasons to like him. Even just pure admiration for the strong, "first" will attract more likes.

But these should not be Mei Yue's reasons.

Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing scrutinizes this point. She asks, and needs an answer that convinces her. This is crueler and more naked than stripping off the other person's clothes. It has already surpassed humiliation, it is a kind of control and plunder.

Because for a person who is low to the dust, besides liking, nothing can be called precious.

And the reason for liking a person is usually the answer to one's own life.

"You all know my origin. The earliest I was a White Bone Dao Saintess. In order to carry out the mission of the honorable god descending, I went to Fenglin City, and just like that, I met Jiang Wang."

Mei Yue did not remain silent for too long; she spoke as soon as she heard the question. Because answers that come after pondering are often not considered sincere.

"Actually, the first time I saw Jiang Wang was by peeping. I saw him, and he did not see me."

"At that time, I still didn't know the fierceness of the Three Points Fragrance Building. Small White Bone Dao, only in the western border hinterland, entangled in that piece of Zhuang Country, was like a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing the vastness of heaven and earth. I hid my identity in the Three Points Fragrance Building in Zhuang Country and worked there as a courtesan... This is my earliest fate with my original sect."

"One day, a key figure we were watching, Zhao Ru Cheng, brought friends and companions to the Three Points Fragrance Building. This group called themselves the 'Fenglin Five Heroes', a very funny name. I monitored their private room."

"The reason for focusing on Zhao Ru Cheng was because he was born very good-looking. And once, from the feedback of a White Bone Dao seed, it made me detect that some obscure spell existed on him, and his brilliance was still suppressed. I realized that a huge secret was hidden on him—I didn't care about his secret, but I worried that the secret of his body would affect White Bone Dao's big plan."

"The Fenglin Five Heroes are five very interesting young people. The eldest is simple and kind, the second is bold and unrestrained, the fourth is generous and forthright, the fifth is born beautiful... Jiang Wang is the third, at first glance, the most unremarkable one."

"He is clean and handsome, but not handsome enough; he looks bright, but not atmospheric enough; he is very polite, but a bit tepid. However, this group revolves around him, especially the Zhao Ru Cheng we focused on, who simply looked at him in everything—I thought this was perhaps a person with inner talent."

"Then I discovered he was indeed different."

"He was only in his teens, in the best brothel in the area, relaxing with a group of friends... He was cultivating."

Mei Yue said: "Always cultivating."

"Cultivating?" Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing's voice had a hint of interest. The colors mixed together, becoming even more complex. Filled with blue, and green refined from blue.

"Practicing footwork while walking, practicing sword while holding chopsticks. Not pretending, but as a habit. It seemed like he had promised someone that he must enter the inner sect of the Fenglin City Dao Institute."

Mei Yue looked at the soil on the ground. There was nothing in the soil, and no mirror could reflect her eyes. But she seemed to see a lot, very far away.

"What attracted me was his determination to achieve something."

"At that time, I just saw that he was not a common person. I believed that one day he would rise high, so I found an opportunity to contact him, to get to know him... As you know, a woman like me always has to bet on multiple sides to make the best choice."

Multi-side betting is not unique to the name Mei Yue, but the consistent style of the Three Points Fragrance Building, an organization that values appearance.

Just like Bian Qiong on the grassland, and Madam Zhi Rui in Jing Country, they all sowed charm and chose the best.

Which one of these individual Tianxiang and Xinxiang were not waiting for a price to sell?

"But he was ultimately too weak, and White Bone Honorable God decided to descend early. Between White Bone Dao and him, I had no choice. The only thing I could do was to let him leave when Fenglin City was destroyed, act involuntarily in front of him, and cast a long line without knowing if there would be a harvest."

"His life and death were unrelated to the big picture. I just invested something in the early stage and didn't want to waste it like this, so I lent a hand."

"I didn't expect a small fish to enter the sea to the east and leap to become a divine dragon."

"Yet, because of White Bone Dao's weakness, I wasted time and was stuck in place for many years."

"Later, I turned to Xiyue An and the Three Points Fragrance Building. Relying on my efforts, I luckily got the blessing of the Building Master and gained a bit of fortune, which is how I am today."

"But he flew very high."

"We no longer contacted each other, but I always heard his news."

"I tried to contact him, but he became very cold."

"Later, he seized the top in the Yellow River, was conferred a marquis in the East Country, opened the Dao to the world, and horizontally chopped the absolute peak in the Ten Thousand Worlds... The higher he went, the more unwilling I was in my heart, the more unwilling, the more I loved him. It was then that I realized that the bait I had once cast had already hooked my heart. The entanglement rooted in time had already grown into my inner demon."

Mei Yue finally kowtowed again, with hate in her force, wishing she could knock her head lower: "Building Master asks me what I like about him. Analyzing my own dark heart, perhaps what I love is this unwillingness. This unattainability, this loss."

People trapped in the quagmire, even love cannot be pure. Clearly, the heart is moved by the hot breath, by the youth running in the wind, yet they have to say that they are betting on the future. It seems that without substantial chips, it is not enough to elaborate on her baseness and greed, and she cannot say she likes him.

From the constantly changing colors, a hand finally reached out and gently stroked her long hair.

Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing's voice, as if from the sky: "How is this not true love?"

"Keep your mood, and don't forget this feeling."

"You made a very good investment. This time you were stupid and need to compensate well. But you can't rush it. First, cool down for a while, then find an opportunity."

"All payments must have a harvest. Your love must get a return."

She then sealed everything.

Confirmed Mei Yue's role and spared her life.

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She estimated the price for this emotion and instructed the transaction method.

This is indeed the handling style of the Three Points Fragrance Building.

This is indeed the answer that matches the name Mei Yue.

The woman prostrate on the ground finally had a choking voice.

She didn't know why she was very sad.

Her sadness was also priced.

That voice was faint and choked, like a wisp of wind gradually dissipating in the distance.

There is a moon in the sky.

Covered by dark clouds.

Not thick dark clouds, but stopped above this nameless small mountain, as if someone had opened an umbrella.

A black umbrella.

Obscure and quiet.

Tonight there will be no wind and rain.

The moonlight hit the clouds and turned back to the moon.

Wishing to illuminate the departed heart, it ultimately hesitated again.

At this moment, the bright moon above this mountain... In the moon is a world.

In this glass-like pure world, Udumbara flowers bloom, and Zen sounds are endless.

This realm has mountains, has temples, and has an old nun wearing a warm yellow Brahman robe.

An abyss-deep immeasurable aura indicates her power. Like spirits dancing in the Brahman light, it witnesses her Zen cultivation.

She is sitting on the cushion, a Buddhist scripture open in front of her, her hand pressing the text. She was born with a kind, round face, wrinkles also have warm light, her face with intolerance, her eyes with pity, but she does not speak.

Instead, the yellow copper colored Moon Heaven Slave in front of her can no longer sit on the cushion, standing up and grasping the temple door, frequently looking towards the moon below.

"Killing people over here is just like a lamp blown out by the wind, why let Yu Zhen suffer this humiliation."

The old nun sitting looked at her, sighing lightly in her heart.

Cixin was too stubborn back then, did not know how to be flexible, was unwilling to endure anger, and died tragically at the hands of the people of Jing Country. Now reborn, she is not only stubborn, but even purer than before.

Death did not make her fall, and the mundane world did not make her dirty.

She also does not know whether she is gratified or worried.

"Cixin, you would rather die than be humiliated, but what if the two ends of the balance are your dignity and Xiyue An?"

Nowadays, everyone calls her "Moon Heaven Slave Zen Master"!

Still remembering the dharma name "Cixin", besides Fu Dongxu's mocking tearing of her face with malice, only the old nun wearing a warm yellow Brahman robe in front of her remains...

Because she is the contemporary abbess of Xiyue An, the always low-key and restrained Shijia sect master, with the dharma name "Ciming"!

She always remembers her junior sister Cixin.

Moon Heaven Slave's eyes lowered a few points: "The importance of Xiyue An naturally surpasses my dignity."

Xiyue An first sheltered Yu Zhen, gave her shelter, taught her wonderful dharma, and allowed her a future, which was only considered a transaction—

The ancestor was delighted by the purity of Yu Zhen's Dao body, which was a Dao fruit nurtured by White Bone Honorable God. She desired to use this body to supplement her Moon Heaven Slave's deficiency, and with this complete Dao, reopen Brahman Heaven.

In the end, it was for her expectation and love.

Yu Zhen was not originally favored by Xiyue An. Senior Sister Ciming, Ancestor Yuan Kong's attention and various support for Yu Zhen, are all emotional projections onto her Moon Heaven Slave. Xiyue An entrusts the future to her, how can she dare to be the slightest bit slack?

Of course, the transaction between Xiyue An and Yu Zhen was stated clearly, and both sides agreed voluntarily. After taking away Yu Zhen's Dao body, Xiyue An would also nurture Yu Zhen's soul for a thousand years, mold her body with incense, cultivate her wholeheartedly, and help her achieve Dao.

In order to better fuse this body, she and Yu Zhen were together day and night, calling each other sisters, and inevitably developed feelings.

In the Shan Hai Realm, she knew Jiang Wang early. In the demon world trip, she accompanied him.

Regarding the entanglement between Yu Zhen and Jiang Wang, she should be the one among the contemporary disciples of Xiyue An who sees it most clearly.

Now seeing Yu Zhen like this, her heart has pity.

This glass world also has a moon.

The old nun sits, the puppet nun holds, in the deep mountain ancient temple, the moon is in the sky.

A voice comes from within the moon above the moon—

"In the world, what is sought is different. For Yu Zhen... Living is more important than dignity."

"Ancestor." Moon Heaven Slave leaned on the door and looked at the moon. The emotions of the puppet's controlled heart trembled and were transmitted to the eyes: "Yu Zhen has struggled for life from death, it is extremely difficult. This Three Points Fragrance Building, not waiting is fine. Haven't you already promised that person..."

The existence within the moon above the moon is naturally the true backstage of Xiyue An, the Heavenly Consort of the Qi Wu Emperor period, now Shiniang Yuan Kong!

Yu Zhen is nominally Cixin's disciple, but in reality, she is cultivating under Yuan Kong.

It is precisely Shiniang Yuan Kong with her supreme divine ability who will stain the Moon Heaven Slave's flawless glass pure land with the bright moon, thus achieving an obscure purpose. Only then can she isolate Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing's perception and observe the changes in the colors of that mountain cave here.

When Yuan Kong and Ciming are gathered together, this sect, saturated with historical winds and frosts, has already brought out its strongest foundation.

Xiyue An is already prepared to fight without hesitation!

"What I promised is to protect her life. Since Luo Sha let her pass this calamity, it is best for me not to make a move."

"Yu Zhen was raised by me for a period, and Luo Sha Ming Yue Jing is not my enemy either."

"Furthermore—"

The voice from within the moon above the moon said: "That person consumed the origin of Heavenly Dao to help me supplement the Heavenly Dao隔世 painting, giving me the space to make a move, which is to 'settle cause and effect'."

"He does not wish to give her hope. Indeed, he should not give her hope."