After hearing what Song Pingting said, Zhuzhu immediately became interested.
Although she is not a Buddhist, she is blessed by the golden light of merit. Isn’t this secret realm just right for her?
"Your Buddhist friend should not be inferior to us in cultivation, right?"
Song Pingting believed that with her discerning eyes, the friends she made must not be unknown people. She was afraid that the Buddhist cultivator also had something extraordinary.
It is not easy to meet an orthodox Buddhist cultivator. If that Buddhist cultivator is good, Song Pingting will abduct this person to Ziyun Continent no matter what.
"Yes, his cultivation is far above ours."
Hongyi's cultivation was at the Dzogchen stage of the Relic Stage, which was equivalent to the Yuanying Dzogchen realm of a monk, and was far higher than their cultivation in the early Yuanying stage and the middle stage of the Yuanying stage.
Song Pingting couldn't wait to ask: "Then do you think he is willing to go to Ziyun Continent?"
"I'm not sure about this, but I once heard Master Hongyi say that he plans to travel to all the nine continents. He may be interested in the secret realm of the Immortal Palace you mentioned."
Zhuzhu did not dare to vouch for Hongyi, nor did she reveal that she had the golden light of merit.
She vaguely felt that the golden light of merit would be her biggest trump card in the future, and it was best not to expose it to anyone except her closest relatives.
"What about you?" Song Pingting looked at Zhuzhu, "I wonder if Zhenjun Huiying is interested in this secret realm?"
Last time in the Trial Tower and Tianwai Tianli, Song Pingting had worked together with the Ni sisters.
Not only did the two parties cooperate happily, but it also changed Song Pingting's inherent impression that other continental monks were inferior to the Ziyun continental monks.
At that time, when both sides had the same cultivation level, the Ni sisters were right on par with her in terms of strength. Now, fellow Taoist Master Ni has entered the middle Nascent Soul stage one step ahead of her.
I'm just afraid that her strength is no longer inferior to hers.
If you enter the secret realm of the Immortal Palace and walk hand in hand with her, you might get unexpected gains or surprises just like you did in the outer world.
Zhuzhu nodded coyly: "It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask my ears!"
"Come on, there's nothing you dare not do." Song Pingting couldn't help laughing and scolding.
After Zhuzhu returned to Ruoshui Peak, she told Hongyi about the secret realm of the Immortal Palace and Song Pingting's request.
Hongyi is also very interested in this. Besides, absorbing demonic energy can be converted into the power of success, which is very helpful to his practice.
But what he didn't understand was that Zhenjun Hui Ying clearly had merit and virtue, and it was no problem for her to bring her friends into the secret realm. Why did she still invite him?
Could it be...
Hong Yi's heart felt hot when he thought of this and his cheeks were slightly red. Is it true that Master Hui Ying is reluctant to be separated from him?
"There is one more thing I want to ask Master Hongyi to keep secret for me."
As soon as Hongyi thought about this possibility, his random thoughts were interrupted by Zhuzhu's words.
"Zhenjun Huiying, please tell me..." Hong Yi really wanted Zhuzhu to call him by his dharma title without using the word 'master' to make it appear more natural, but when the words reached his lips, he still couldn't say it and swallowed it.
"Please don't tell any other person besides you and me that I have meritorious deeds and golden light."
Hong Yi quickly nodded in agreement: "The young monk knows that ordinary people are not guilty of carrying a jade, so they will definitely not reveal any of Zhenjun Hui Ying's secrets to others."
"Thank you very much, Master."
I don't know if it was Zhuzhu's misunderstanding, but she always felt that Hong Yi was looking at her with more and more intense eyes, which made her a little embarrassed, so after talking about the secret realm of the Immortal Palace, she stood up and left.
"Wait a minute, Zhenjun Huiying." Hongyi called to Zhuzhu.
Zhuzhu stopped in confusion: "Master Hongyi, what else can I do?"
Hong Yi solemnly saluted Zhuzhu: "If it weren't for Zhenjun Huiying who led the young monk to escape, I'm afraid that the little monk would have died at the hands of Zhenzun Dongda, and how could he have saved his life? Moreover, Zhenjun Huiying last time He also used his own skills to heal the young monk's injuries. Because the young monk was repairing the lost golden light of merit, he was busy practicing in seclusion after his injury improved, and did not thank Zhenjun Huiying in person. Today, I also ask Zhenjun Huiying to pay homage to me."
Zhuzhu helped Hongyi up with a slight guilt, saying that the reason why Dongda Zhenzun pursued the two little-known people was probably because she was involved.
Who let himself be the one who killed Gu Jiuyou, the beloved disciple of Dongda Zhenzun? Gu Jiuyou is a rare and possibly the only dark spiritual root monk in Kongjing Continent. Dongda Zhenzun originally wanted Gu Jiuyou to come to the future He could be a blockbuster, but he died early in her hands. With the character of Zhenzun Dongda, how could he not hold grudges against her.
Hongyi and she entered the Qiankun Sect together, and were sent out of the sect together by Zhenzun Bubing. In the eyes of Zhenzun Dongda, the two of them were like grasshoppers on a rope, and naturally they didn't want to let go of either of them.
This is one of the reasons why Zhuzhu is willing to save Hongyi. Another reason is because of Hongyi's 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones.
Without the 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones he gave them, they would not have been able to arrive at the Taiqing Sect of the Southern Territory at such a speed, and be rescued by the two True Masters in time to save their lives.
"The top-quality spiritual stones I owe you may take some time to be returned. I hope Master Hongyi can forgive me."
Fleeing from the Qiankun Sect in the Eastern Region to the Taiqing Sect in the Southern Region cost a total of more than 700 top-quality spiritual stones.
Zhuzhu borrowed the hands of Lord Luo Ling to return the remaining nine thousand top-grade spiritual stones to Hong Yi some time ago.
Hong Yi actually didn't want it. After all, Zhuzhu also lost a mid-grade flying spiritual treasure because of his escape. If he accepted more than nine thousand top-grade spiritual stones, wouldn't it mean that Zhenjun Hui Ying would suffer even more losses.
However, Zhenjun Huiying refused to accept his spiritual stones. Today, he finally had time to spend time with her alone to express his gratitude. Unexpectedly, Zhenjun Huiying brought up the old matter again. She didn't want to use her own stone, and wanted to return it to her later.
This made Hong Yi quite disappointed, why did Zhenjun Hui Ying want to be so clearly distinguished from him.
"Zhenjun Huiying said this, I really embarrass the young monk. You used the spirit stone to take the young monk to escape. How can you bear all the expenses alone."
Zhuzhu explained: "I agreed to borrow your spirit stones first, and naturally I have to borrow and return them. But I don't have the best spirit stones to return to you now. When I can collect 700 best spirit stones in the future, I will I will pay you back as soon as possible."
Hongyi knew that he couldn't defeat Zhuzhu, so he could only watch Zhuzhu leave and let out a long sigh.
Zhenjun Huiying is so clearly distinguished from him, which shows that he does not regard him as one of his own at all, or he is not even a friend.
Not to mention the kind of emotion he desires in his heart is probably even more impossible.
"Amitabha!"
Hongyi clasped his hands together, forcing himself to remember his identity as a monk and not to think about Zhenjun Huiying.
But the more this happened, the more the image of Zhenjun Huiying lingered in his mind.
Even her every move, every frown, every smile, was deeply engraved in his mind.
Hongyi had no choice but to start reciting scriptures, hoping to sink himself into Buddhism and forget about True Lord Huiying.
He was sweating profusely while reciting it, but still could not sink his mind into Buddhism. Instead, the more he recited it, the more confused he became.
Until the prayer beads in his hand could not withstand his fluctuations, the rope suddenly broke, and the beads rolled to the ground.
He then opened his eyes and murmured: "Zhenjun Huiying, what should I do to you, this young monk?"
(End of chapter)
