This is indeed a problem. Originally, a big tree and a cemetery were separated by more than 100 meters, so they could live in peace, and no one could interfere with the other.
When Fang Shuli becomes a spirit, he will be able to control the Tao tree better and the movement will definitely be smaller.
But now Fang Shuli is trapped by a heavenly rule. He is not willing to be cut off from his path, so he will naturally resist desperately.
No one can say that Fang Shuli is wrong.
But if he wants to fight hard, his actions cannot be too small.
Everyone had no choice but to turn their attention to Rong Qiyuan.
Rong Qiyuan did not refuse and told Shen Ruoyu in detail.
Shen Ruoyu suddenly realized it, but his focus was completely different.
"So a little girl came from China, Chi County?"
"Yes, it's flying in the sky. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Shen is also from China, Chi County?"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, that's right. I am the Taoist of Yunyang Temple, and I haven't seen any new tribesmen for four to five hundred years."
"I will bring the little girl down now and let you see her." Rong Qiyuan waved in the air, and the four small balls around Yang Zhao brought her down.
Yang Zhao was a little confused, because the five people below spoke very quietly, and the people above could not hear what they said. Naturally, Yang Zhao didn't know why he sent her down.
However, it felt so good to be down to earth. Yang Zhao wanted to cry. The fragrance of the earth filled her nose, making her feel happy physically and mentally.
Standing firmly on the ground, she came over and saluted everyone.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, little girl, are you from China, Chi County?"
This ghost with a big blanket on his head actually spoke Chinese, although his tone was a bit strange, and he had the same accent as the big ginkgo tree.
Yang Zhao glanced at him and found that although he was a ghost, his appearance was not ferocious. He was wearing a black robe, not white like in the TV series. Apart from being a bit transparent, he was not that scary.
After the monster, she saw a ghost again, which was really out of the ordinary! !
Yang Zhao was thinking wildly in his head, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful at all: "Back to senior, I am from China, Chi County. I have only been here a few days."
"I can see that you must be a young lady from a wealthy family. You are this tender-skinned girl. Are you married? How many children do you have?"
Why do you, a ghost, care about these things? ! ! !
Yang Zhaogan laughed.
"No, I'm not married and I don't have children."
"Then you have been a monk in Yunyang Temple since you were a child? We Taoist priests cannot help but get married and have children!"
"Haha, I am just a registered disciple of Yunyang Temple, not a monk. Senior, who are you? How do you know about Yunyang Temple?"
We can't let him ask any more questions! ! !
"Me, I am also from Yunyang Temple. Why do you call me Master when you are swinging? How is the development of Yunyang Temple now?"
What happened to this master? He would ask any question that was difficult to answer!
"Well~ Since my master emerged from Yunyang Temple, there has been no Taoist priest to take over it."
"Oh, you've already lost, tsk! Then have you recovered your pulse?"
"My pulse was opened two days ago, and my pulse started last night."
Shen Ruoyu laughed immediately.
"This means that you have found the hearing ear I left behind!"
Yang Zhao suddenly realized that the contents of the box were his.
"Yes, I found it. The listening ear and the "Food Taboo" left by my ancestor were of great help to me. I can open my pulse so quickly because of your legacy. Bless you.”
"Hahahaha, I'm very happy to be able to help you, Master."
Shen Ruoyu looked around and pointed at the big ginkgo tree in the distance.
"What's going on with that strip of heaven on it? I remember there wasn't this stripe when I was alive!"
Fang Shuli next to him immediately pricked up his ears.
"Master, I don't know the details. It's just a saying among our people. I don't know that it can form the rule of heaven."
Yang Zhao's confusion was no less than that of others. This sentence can only be regarded as a hot Internet meme, and there is no official recognition at all. And how did it form a rule of heaven? Tian Tiao is actually a golden chain?
"Just tell me roughly how it got to your ears."
"Well, probably since the founding of our country more than 70 years ago, people across the country have not believed in these things. By our generation, these things are just a pastime. Most people firmly believe that there are no monsters in the world."
"The thoughts of all living beings become the laws of heaven. There is nothing wrong with this process, but the time is a bit short!"
Shen Ruoyu turned to look at Fang Shuli. She changed it to the local language and said to him: "Since the entire Chi County China no longer believes in monsters, then this ginkgo tree cannot become a spirit. Don't be stubborn. You should get out quickly and find the next place to live." Object, the longer you stay on this tree, the shorter the time will be for you to cultivate the Taoism."
The three people around them all looked in agreement, but Fang Shuli was very reluctant.
"I have been fused with this Taoist tree for more than a hundred years. How can you let me give up just because you say you give up!"
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, don't look back until you hit the south wall. Okay, go ahead and hit it yourself!"
Fang Shuli glanced around and found that no one said a word to him. He turned away with an ugly expression and returned to the big ginkgo tree resolutely.
He actually hoped to find a solution from Shen Ruoyu. But in reality, even if he knew some method, he would not tell Fang Shuli.
But the big ginkgo tree became more honest and did not try hard to break free. Instead, it stood there quietly without making a sound.
But he didn't move, but Shen Ruoyu became anxious.
"Wuliang, you longevity Buddha, I say fellow Taoist Xiao Fang, you should hurry up! I'm still waiting for the burial!"
"I'm injured now, so don't move rashly!"
"Hey, you're injured so don't move rashly. I'm dead, so don't move rashly! Don't you want me to bury you here?"
This time the big ginkgo tree stopped talking.
Shen Ruoyu had no choice but to turn around and look at the three people around him.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, what should you do now?"
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, there is no good way. One wants to rest in peace, and the other wants to return to the road. Both of these are correct, and no one can say much.
Finally Rong Qiyuan spoke: "Fellow Daoist Shen, no matter what, I have to go back to the city to get you a good coffin so that you can be buried with peace of mind. Why don't you follow us to Cangcheng? We can’t let your body just stay here, right?”
Seeing that Shen Ruoyu was hesitant, Fang Boyang who was next to him also advised: "Friend Daoist Shen, don't worry, although he has converted to the demon path and is no longer a member of our Fang family, and our Fang family should avoid suspicion, but I am his family after all." My eldest brother, I will definitely give you an explanation for what he did. Just go to the city. All the extra expenses and funeral expenses will be borne by our family. I will make sure you have a happy burial. .”
City Lord Zheng next to him also spoke to help.
"Senior, you haven't been to Cangcheng for many years. It might as well go in and have a look."
