Zhang Feixuan stared at Song Yin and Wang Qizheng complicatedly, sighed slightly, and followed them.
What the third child said was also what he thought.
When he first entered Nanping, the third child was given a tiger skin shirt, but because of his burly figure, he had to wear a waistcoat.
He got a shawl. Unlike the third child, he had always treasured that shawl and did not dare to wear it for fear of staining it.
Therefore, Zhang Feixuan could not be cruel.
He is not Jin Guang. He can fool Song Yin at will, but they can't.
In addition to the suppression of the body's strength and the pressure of the sun, the most important thing is...
This is how big brother treats others with sincerity.
"Why don't you say anything?"
Zhang Feixuan deliberately walked behind and whispered to Gao Sishu, who was also behind.
Gao Sishu lowered his head, looked at the ground, and finally turned his head, "You have one too?"
Zhang Fei
Gao Sishu twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the ground again, "I want it too."
Zhang Feixuan: "..."
Is this the time to talk about this!
"No, is this important? Let me ask you something!" Zhang Feixuan's voice became a little thicker.
"Would you like to send it to me?" Gao Sishu asked again.
"dream!"
Zhang Feixuan growled: "Senior brother sewed that for me, give it to me!"
"Ten furnaces of top-grade elixirs."
"I won't do it for a hundred or a thousand furnaces, don't even think about it!"
Zhang Feixuan glared at him and started to quicken his pace.
This man is so unreasonable, don’t talk to him!
"Brother."
Suddenly, Gao Sishu's voice sounded.
Zhang Feixuan looked back and saw him saying calmly: "Elder brother, I don't want to be like the elder brother."
Sure enough, he had the same idea as him.
Zhang Feixuan said quietly: "One day we will die."
Gao Sishu stepped forward and ran towards his senior brother, leaving behind a message.
"Not living in vain."
Zhang Feixuan looked at him blankly, and then focused on the back of the walking elder brother.
That back was not as broad and tall as Wang Qizheng's, nor as straight as Gao Sishu's, nor as handsome as his own.
However, it is very reassuring.
Feng Shen is handsome, but not as soothing as his elder brother.
No matter how wide or tall it is, it cannot stand upright to carry the sky.
Even if I stand upright, I can't stand up to everything.
But senior brother can.
Senior brother, this shouldn't be the case.
Even if they want to fulfill their master's instructions and keep them alive, they shouldn't use such methods.
You can't take advantage of Senior Brother's desire to redeem mortals.
It's not that what will happen, but that he doesn't want to do such a thing.
I always feel that if I do this, I may never get back to this state of mind.
At this moment, he thought of a lot.
I thought about the people I saved in the Xumi Channel, the way my senior brother clenched his fists and swore when he first entered Nanping, and I also thought about the powerlessness I felt when I encountered floods when I was not practicing Taoism, and how I was taken advantage of by the local sect. Despair at the time of sacrifice.
Is there someone who can save them?
Even if the world is destroyed, swallowed by evil spirits, occupied by monsters, and everyone sinks, there will always be one, there will definitely be one.
At least there is one more person!
I will save people with a heart of redemption!
"Change the method, change it!"
Zhang Feixuan lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to meet him.
"Senior brother, wait for me, junior brother!"
As he followed, the land nearby suddenly swirled and spread out. Immediately, two strange chuckles sounded in the air.
One seems to have endless wisdom, and the other is full of desire and sinking.
Lingdang looked back, then looked up at the sky, smiling at the sky: "Hehe, it's no use!"
"Junior sister, what are you talking about?" Song Yin asked.
Lingdang smiled at him, pointed to the back and said, "There are two annoying people."
Song Yin looked over and couldn't help but laugh: "Those are your second and fourth senior brothers. How can you say they are annoying? How did they provoke you?"
"Well"
Lingdang tilted her little head, looked at Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu who were following behind, and pouted: "They hate it too!"
"That's right, they are not just generally annoying." Wang Qizheng nodded: "I agree with you on this point."
"You hate it too!"
Lingdang made a face at him and stuck out her tongue, leaning next to Song Yin with a soothing look on her face, "Senior brother is the most comfortable around you."
"If you feel comfortable, little junior sister, you can stay a little longer."
Song Yin smiled and rubbed her head, "You have a resentful temperament. This place is not suitable for you. Over time, you will inevitably suffer."
Bell's physique is different and he can't help but absorb his resentment. If he hadn't given him the lotus platform and golden wheel, he would probably be even more uncomfortable.
Even so, Lingdang cannot bear the resentment here alone. It will be better if she is by her side.
"Uh-huh!"
The bell was like a cat, its head was touched, half-squinting, looking up at Song Yin, eyes full of stars twinkling, "Senior brother, will you be a Tianzun from now on?"
"Tianzun?"
Song Yin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Junior sister, don't be joking. The Four Heavenly Lords are the source of faith. I am cultivating the Hunyuan Dao. How can I be the source of such cultivation casually?"
The bright sky seemed to darken for a moment under these words, but it quickly disappeared and returned to normal.
Lingdang raised his head and glanced up, then said with a smile: "But if you say it to the Heavenly Lord, I can believe you."
This time the sky became dark again, but it had different colors. It always felt like it was divided into four pieces. These four pieces merged with each other and turned into the whole sky, disappearing again.
Song Yin smiled and said: "Even the master only asks mortals to worship him, but not to believe in him. And the master is just gathering his faith to fight against the evil spirits."
"And my words don't need to be believed. Although mortals regard me as the emperor, it is only for the sake of recognition, so as to prevent evil spirits from breeding. These are all expedient measures."
Song Yin looked at the scene in front of him and said in a deep voice: "You have to know that they are not worshiping me or their master. They are worshiping their own safety and the way to safety."
"But if the world is really stable, then do we still need to worship people?"
"When we truly save the world and save people, and stop the evil ways, there will be no need for people to worship the Golden Immortal Sect. People shouldn't worship anything in the first place."
Song Yin smiled again, with deep expectation: "When that day comes, mortals can live peacefully and freely go wherever they want in this world. We can also concentrate on practicing. Maybe then, you and I It will become a golden elixir and you can enjoy freedom."
If you practice Taoism, you will naturally become an immortal.
Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir.
In the three realms of cultivation, isn't it the supreme golden elixir that everyone is running toward?
By swallowing the golden elixir, my destiny is mine and I will become a true god.
This is his personal little vision, after saving the world and saving people.
Song Yin is not just a machine that only knows how to help the world and save people. He is also a human being and has his own pursuits.
(End of chapter)
