"What kind of monster are you!?"
The moment he saw the eyes, Li Danxin felt creepy. He didn't know how long these eyes had been staring at him!
Mr. Lanxiang, who was on the roof, turned red. He was being treated as a monster by the person he loved, and he had no way to refute.
Who allowed himself to make this opening so small?
Anyone who suddenly discovers that there is only one pair of eyes on the roof will involuntarily feel the hair on their backs.
It seems that my plan to develop a young lady has a long way to go.
"You Li Danxin, why are you calling me a monster after we haven't seen each other for three or four months? I didn't know that it was the little monk who said I was good-looking after he got drunk!"
In order to cover up his embarrassment, Lord Lanxiang took the initiative and responded to Li Danxin.
The next moment, Li Danxin saw a fiery red figure floating down from the roof.
Red clothes, red hair, and a dark red sword.
Her fair and delicate facial features were slightly angry, making her look extremely cute.
Li Danxin, who stayed in the temple all year round, had seen such an unusually delicate girl.
At that moment, she hurriedly said: "Little monk, I didn't know it was Xiangjun. It's a sin."
"But why are you staying on the roof?" Li Danxin asked doubtfully, stroking her bright bald head.
"It's not just to see you." Mr. Lanxiang said with a pout.
Three months ago, after Lord Lanxiang killed Tieniu, although his parents and master comforted him, he ultimately wanted to find someone to express his feelings to.
She has been practicing hard every day for three months, and has mastered the Pure Yang Qinggong "Ling Taixu" taught by Wang Laodao until she is proficient.
After talking to his parents and master, he came to Tianhong Temple alone.
"Hmm..." Li Danxin hummed softly.
By this time, the sky was completely dark, and the gentle chanting of monks could be heard from all around.
"Come here!" Lord Lanxiang said.
"Lan Xiangjun, you really don't know how to hit people, right?" Li Danxin asked a little uncertainly.
"Don't worry, I won't bully you in the future."
"Anita Buddha, this is a great kindness." Li Danxin said with her hands clasped together.
"Have you not had dinner yet?" Lan Xiangjun asked.
"The young monk practices Buddhism and forgets time for a moment. He has not eaten anything today."
"How about that? You are still growing; come here and I will take you somewhere." Lan Xiangjun stretched out his hand and said to Li Danxin.
Li Danxin looked at the white and tender hands under the moonlight and hesitated for a moment without moving.
"Huh?" Lan Xiangjun frowned.
"The young monk has developed Buddhist inner strength a month ago. Although he is not as powerful as you, Mr. Lanxiang, ordinary methods of lightening one's body are still acceptable." Li Danxin said honestly.
"Haha, brother, do you think you can go up there?"
Li Danxin looked in the direction pointed by Lan Xiangjun and saw a huge and steep mountain top in the hazy darkness in the distance.
That is the highest point of Lingtai Mountain.
"This..." Li Danxin was dumbfounded.
Then he felt his hand being held by a slightly cold, delicate and smooth hand.
"Caught it."
Mr. Lanxiang looked at the top of the mountain in front of him, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
While the true energy in the body is boiling, the pure Yang Qinggong body technique "Ling Taixu" is unfolded like running water.
The next moment, the two bodies rose into the air and rushed upward along the raised cliff.
The mountain wind howled in my ears, and a hundred or two figures, one red and one red, kept flying by, and their large robes were rustled by the wind.
Lan Xiangjun felt that Li Danxin was much stronger this time than last time, so he did not tremble nervously.
On the contrary, when I landed on the ground to take a breath, I could follow my own footsteps and exercise my strength, which relieved a lot of pressure on myself.
About ten minutes later, the two climbed to the highest point of Lingtai Mountain.
The wind here is stronger, and the red hair of Lord Lanxiang is blowing freely.
"Mr. Lanxiang, what are we doing here?" Li Danxin said in a low voice as he used his inner strength.
The wind was so strong that Li Danxin was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear what he said.
Lord Lanxiang didn't say anything and pulled Li Danxin forward.
Then a huge boulder surrounded on three sides came into Li Danxin's eyes. After following Lan Xiangjun and walking in, he found that there was no wind at all here. Except for the direction of the cliff, the remaining three sides were strictly blocked by the boulders.
The next moment, the place became bright.
Li Danxin saw Lan Xiangjun grabbing a burning log and igniting a pile of dry branches.
What surprised him even more was that there were several stripped pheasants and a bag of seasonings on the ground.
"Haha, not bad."
"It took me an entire afternoon to catch three pheasants."
Li Danxin looked at Lanxiang Jun, who had a peach-like face under the light of the fire. For the first time, his heart beat faster.
"Amitabha!" Li Dan said the Buddha's name in his heart.
"If I ask you, why don't you praise your sister? Why are you, Amitabha?"
Lord Lanxiang muttered.
"brush"
Lord Lanxiang stuck the Qingluo Sword on his back on the ground, and then started roasting the chicken.
Li Danxin looked at the plump chicken and rolled up his sleeves to help.
Li Danxin used a more skillful technique than Lan Xiangjun, smearing oil, spreading salt, grilling over high heat, and finally sprinkled with chili powder. The aroma of barbecue immediately filled the surroundings.
The whole process flows like water and is completed in one go.
When Li Danxin handed over the roasted chicken, Lan Xiangjun had not yet recovered.
Is this a monk?
"I said, no one threatens you this time, but you still dare to eat? Also, how can you eat better than me? Are you making a fuss?"
Mr. Lanxiang took a bite of meat and said.
"The little monk hasn't eaten all day."
"Aren't you afraid that your Master will blame you?"
"Only when you are full can you have the strength to miss the Lord."
"..." Mr. Lanxiang was speechless.
Soon, several roast chickens were eaten by two hungry people who were in the rapid growth stage.
After eating, Lord Lanxiang took out a bottle of wine, took a sip and handed it to Li Danxin.
Li Danxin hesitated before drinking.
Looking down from here, the entire Tianhong Temple has a panoramic view, glowing dimly in the night.
Farther away, in the direction of Piaomiao Town, only a little bit of light could be seen, hidden among the overlapping mountains.
"You dare to eat meat, but you dare not drink wine?" Mr. Lanxiang said, looking at the night below the mountain.
"The young monk is afraid that when he is drunk, he will do something frivolous; in that case, I don't think the Lord will forgive me." Li Danxin scratched his bald head and said with a smile.
"Sakyamuni, don't be afraid, he loves to forgive people the most."
"???" Li Danxin had a question mark on his face.
"Lord Lanxiang, everyone in the world knows that the World Honored One is the central savior Buddha, and his lay name is Lu Weilou." Li Danxin looked confused.
He really couldn't imagine that there were still people in the world who didn't know who the World Honored One was.
"Hahaha, isn't he Tathagata Buddha? Sakyamuni, who is known as the Three Thousand Paradises, has been robbed of his territory."
Lan Xiangjun laughed for a while, took a big sip of wine, his face turned red, and he looked at Li Danxin with frivolous eyes.
"Master said you are so energetic, how could you get drunk?"
"Little monk, don't you know that even if you are not drunk with wine, everyone will get drunk?"
"Oh, little monk remembers it."
"Danxin." Lanxiang Jun called his name with a charming smile.
"Um?"
"I killed someone, will the Lord forgive me?"
Li Danxin was silent.
Then he said: "I don't know."
"But I forgive you."
For the first time, Li Danxin looked at Lan Xiangjun and said.
"Haha, the shota development plan has progressed a little further."
"Plan to develop a young lady?" Li Danxin couldn't understand what Lan Xiangjun meant.
"It's okay. You don't even know if the World Honored One forgives me, so why don't you forgive me?" Lord Lanxiang asked.
"Because the young monk knows that Lord Xiang is not a bad person, he must be a bad person to kill. Killing one bad person may save ten good people."
"The little monk is a bit murderous. Will he still get it when he grows up? I am considering whether to clean up the door for Buddhism. I will snatch you away and take you to return to secular life." Lord Lanxiang looked at Li Danxin and said seriously.
Li Danxin moved back involuntarily.
"Lanxiang-kun, don't bully me, you said so."
"Besides, this is what Uncle Dingwen said."
When it came to the final text, both of them were silent for a while.
"Old Dingwen...Master Dingwen, how did you pass away? He was a person in the innate realm."
Lord Lanxiang asked.
Li Danxin was silent.
Then he said:
"Uncle, his body has been gradually weakening since two years ago. Until the beginning of this year, he knew that his end was approaching; so he used Buddhist secrets to inspire his life, traveled thousands of miles overnight, and first went to Kyoto to severely injure Xiao Jin. .
Then he went deep into the grassland, fought against the barbarians, killed dozens of barbarian geniuses, and finally passed away... However, no one outside knew that Master Dinghong had passed away, otherwise other Zen monasteries would come to cause trouble again. "
Li Danxin was neither sad nor happy at this moment, and spoke in a plain and straightforward tone.
The words he spoke shocked Mr. Lanxiang.
Only then did she understand why Xiao Jin suddenly transferred the people who monitored her from the East Factory.
At this time, the night was getting darker, and Mr. Lanxiang drank the last wine in one breath.
"Li Danxin, look at the sky."
Li Danxin looked up and saw a sky full of stars hanging upside down in the sky, looking bright and mysterious.
"This universe is huge."
"Each of us is like an inconspicuous piece of sand."
"We will always be passers-by."
"However, as a thoughtful person, I don't expect billions of stars in the sky."
"My goal is to get out of the Sky Ridge Mountains or cross the endless black sea."
"Go and see the new world outside!"
"Li Danxin, will you accompany me to see all the beautiful mountains and rivers in this world?"
Lan Xiangjun looked at Li Danxin with bright eyes.
Li Danxin couldn't understand Lan Xiangjun's words, but at this moment he felt a surge of expectation coming from deep within his heart.
His face turned slightly red and he said, "Okay, let's go together. When will we leave?"
"Pfft, don't get excited, it's definitely not possible now."
"Wait until we grow up safely, wait until we are no longer in danger."
"We have to wait until we are strong to see what is on the other side of the mountain range."
"That's definitely a more exciting scene."
"You have to wait for so long. Now you are so powerful, why can't you go?" Li Danxin's newly burning passion was shattered, and his face was full of depression.
"Okay, don't be upset."
"What you have to do now is seize the opportunity to practice hard."
"Because once the death of Master Dingwen becomes final, our life will be difficult."
"Yeah, I will work harder!" Li Danxin said.
Suddenly, a golden figure rushed up from the cliff.
The two of them were startled, and Lord Lanxiang grasped the hilt of the Qingluo sword. Infuriating energy was instantly injected into it, and the sword body glowed with a faint red light.
"Why, you kidnapped my disciple in the middle of the night, and you want me to take action against the old monk?"
A familiar voice came, and after the figure walked in, the two of them knew that the person coming was Monk Dingwu.
"Master." Li Danxin took the lead and clasped his hands together, looking obedient and smart.
The most difficult thing for Lan Xiangjun was facing Monk Dingwu. She put the sword on her back and said, "Hello, Master Dingwu. It's very late and I have to go home."
After Lord Lanxiang finished speaking, he used "Ling Taixu" to jump up and rush down the mountain.
"Is my old monk so scary?" Dingwu said, seemingly casually grabbing him, his internal energy surged, and Lan Xiangjun, who had just jumped up, was pulled to the ground by him.
Mr. Lanxiang was a little confused.
"Retrieve objects from the air?"
"Mr. Lanxiang, this is the Buddhist dragon claw hand." Li Danxin shouted at the top of his lungs.
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is just an application of internal power in the acquired realm."
Dingwu looked at Li Danxin and educated him.
Then he looked at Lord Lanxiang and said nothing.
In fact, I was a little confused in my heart. I just grabbed her casually, but Lan Xiangjun didn't come down. Then I quickly increased my internal force output to pull her down.
This made him feel a little embarrassed.
Lord Lanxiang felt uncomfortable and said, "Master Dingwu, I really want to go home."
"I didn't come and I didn't see you tell me to go back. It's really urgent now."
"It's so late, so just stay in the temple for one night and leave tomorrow." Dingwu said.
"Ah? Although Li Danxin and I are engaged, he has not yet returned to secular life. Besides, we are only six years old... Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Lan Xiangjun chuckled and said coyly.
Dingwu's face darkened.
"What are you thinking about? You know you are six years old. Whose six-year-old girl goes to the top of the mountain to play in the middle of the night?"
"Hurry down and go to the pilgrims' room in the front yard."
"Also, when you come over in the future, don't irritate others when you see an older monk."
After Dinghong finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and floated down the mountain with Li Danxin.
Among them were Li Danxin's exclamations.
Mr. Lanxiang was left alone and disheveled in the wind on the top of the mountain.
Then she put out the fire and made sure it wouldn't burn again before going down the mountain.
After coming down the mountain, she did not see Li Danxin or monk Dingwu. Only a monk named Zhike was waiting for her.
"Amitabha, little benefactor, please come with me. The abbot has already given instructions to take you to the pilgrim's room."
"Well, Master Lao is here for you."
"Don't take it seriously, please."
Late at night, Mr. Lanxiang was lying in bed with a lot of thoughts.
Judging from Dingwu's attitude, he and Li Danxin were allowed to indulge themselves, but it is unknown whether Li Danxin will return to secular life in the future.
"Hey, hey, if you don't return to secular life, I won't beat you."
Then she thought of Xiao Jin in Dongchang.
It seems that Xiao Jin is determined to obtain Qingluo Xinfa, but now because of Monk Dinghong, he has not taken action directly.
But I don’t know how long Dinghong’s death can be concealed.
A month? Or a year? Or ten years?
You must know that people who are successful in martial arts in this world have a very long life after their bodies have been transformed by internal force or true energy over many years. .
Once you cultivate your inner strength, your life span will be stable for more than a hundred years.
If you reach the second-rate or first-rate level, you will have no problem living to be two hundred years old.
As for acquired masters, as long as they don't fight with others, they can live safely for nearly four hundred years.
As for innate masters, just look at Monk Dinghong and you will know that it will take nearly five hundred years for him to reach his end.
Not to mention Grand Master Li Wangsheng, he is already over 700 years old and still very much alive.
Above the Grand Master, the legendary Celestial Being Lu Dongbin is reportedly over a thousand years old, and is now running around the world, possibly to the opposite side of the Tianji Mountains.
Therefore, with such a long lifespan, if you want to determine whether an innate master is dead, the time span is very large, and you can't tell for sure from one month to ten years.
Thinking of this, Lord Lanxiang was temporarily relieved.
I hope I can hide it from Xiao Jin as long as possible.
Then Lord Lanxiang sat cross-legged and started practicing.
Early the next morning, Lord Lanxiang was standing in front of the gate of the front yard with a long sword on her back. Looking at the white monk's robe, she held her forehead.
