In the girl's soul, Su Ming watched all this quietly without interfering. At this moment, he could feel how calm the girl's mind was.
Falling flowers have feelings, flowing water has no intention.
Liansheng, a disciple of the old monk Wuhui, has feelings for her, but this love will never come to fruition.
Demon, always a demon!
However, this old monk Wugui surprised him a little. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that this old monk used the magic foot power, but he didn't expect that he was actually born in Wenshu Temple.
Manjushri Temple, as its name suggests, is dedicated to Manjushri Bodhisattva, and Manjushri Bodhisattva symbolizes wisdom, but this old monk's obsession is very deep, and he does not look like a sword of wisdom that cuts the heart.
When Su Ming checked the Great Zhou Library, he did not see the information about Wenshu Temple. Obviously, Wenshu Temple must be the secret inheritance of Buddhism. Although Wenshu Temple is no longer there, as long as the old monk Wuhui is still alive, Wenshu Temple The legacy of the temple is still there.
Moreover, despite the fact that this old monk looks like he is dying and the sun is declining, he is actually a real Yuanshen monk. Even though his body is a bit decayed, there is a majestic vitality inside, which is obviously a wonderful method of Buddhism. The methods of Buddhist cultivation are mysterious and unpredictable. Who knows what methods this old monk who does not live in the world can have.
However, Su Ming was very disdainful of the young girl. With her current strength, it was really difficult to compete with a Yuan Shen Buddhist cultivator.
This old monk didn't seem to be a sympathetic person. He probably wanted to settle the cause and effect and send Grandma Shu to see his dead disciple.
After all, his apprentice's death was a bit unjust, and he still had feelings for Grandma Shu during his lifetime.
As expected, the old monk's expression did not change at all, still neither sad nor happy, and said in a deep voice, "Originally, the poor monk wanted to take you to Liansheng's tomb to spend this life with him, but since you are stubborn, the poor monk will I have no choice but to send you to see him. This is your cause and effect, and it is also your fate."
When she heard this, the girl was not surprised, because she had known for a long time that this life was not going to be easy, especially after she saw the old monk.
But even if she was unwilling, she still had to give it a try. If she really spent the rest of her life guarding Liansheng's tomb, it would be better to let her die in the catastrophe of the soul.
Her choice remains the same as before.
The young girl calmed down and looked at the old monk with a solemn face. Her beautiful eyebrows showed an indescribable freedom and ease, "Master Wuhui, come on, settle this cause and effect, fulfill me, and fulfill yourself."
The old monk sighed softly in his heart, and then said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, in this case, the poor monk will not be polite."
"Lie to Kangxi"
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Kunlun Mountains.
It was getting late at this time, the stars were shining brightly, and the mountain peaks were not high, but they were extremely beautiful and had an indescribable aura.
On the top of the mountain, a spacious house is located here. It looks more like a secular courtyard than a monk's residence.
In the corner of the backyard, a young man with a peaceful smile on his face was holding a jade hoe, bending over and planting plum blossoms.
Under the cold moonlight, there is one person and a hoe blooming with plum blossoms.
The shadows of the branches and leaves behind are swaying and beautiful.
At this moment, Taoist Qingxu happened to step into the courtyard. Seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but slow down. His heart was extremely peaceful. There was an indescribable feeling that filled his heart, and all kinds of distracting thoughts disappeared.
Soon, the young man finished planting the flowers, put down his jade hoe, stood up, washed his hands in the lake next to him, and turned around, very calmly, without any sense of why.
The young man faced Taoist Qingxu. The smile on his face was very clean and clear, like the morning light, and he was a little shy. He said, "Qingxu is here, sit down."
Hearing this sound suddenly, Taoist Qingxu shivered, and instantly woke up from the inexplicable situation. The person in front of him was not a harmless young man who was harmless to humans and animals, but was a shy and fearful young man, but his master, the Kunlun Taoist Sect. The leader, Xuanming Zhenren.
With the great changes in the world, the master's cultivation has become more and more refined, and he has returned to his original nature. If it were in the past, he would never talk to himself so kindly.
In the garden.
The plum blossoms with sparse shadows and mottled pine colors shine in the lake water, and a shallow shimmer floats. The bright moon shines under the green leaves, sparsely, like residual snow.
Master Xuanming walked into the room and sat on the cloud couch with a clean smile, like a young man who had nothing to do. He put his hands in front of his knees, looked at Taoist Qingxu, and nodded, "Qingxu, you have made great progress recently."
Taoist Qingxu is carrying the magic sword on his back and sitting upright. The green light on his body is like autumn water, clear and clear. After being promoted to the realm of Yuanshen, the sword intention on his body has already been improved to a higher level. The sharpness is restrained, far less than when he was in the realm of Yuanying. sharp and eye-catching.
"When the Great Zhou Dynasty Master Pudu Cihangdu was on the way, the disciples watched and felt something in their hearts, and their cultivation progressed further. Finally, they lived up to the master's hope and reached the realm of the soul."
Master Xuanming spoke plainly and straightforwardly, without any smoke or smoke. The moss marks reflected his faint gaze, with an indescribable look. He said, "Nowadays, the world is undergoing great changes. If you can step into the soul at a critical moment, It’s good to set an example for the disciples.”
Taoist Qingxu's eyes became deep and he said in a deep voice, "Master, I have commended you. We monks should be brave and diligent and not stagnate in external things. Even if there is no Pudu Cihang, I can still advance to the realm of the soul." There was still a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat in his words.
Obviously, he had lost to Su Ming when he was in the Nascent Soul Realm, and he still had a grudge in his heart.
Master Xuanming smiled softly, the smile on his face was still very clean, like a scholar lying in the mountains, leisurely and contented, and said, "Southern Xinjiang is troubled again, and the luck of the immortal path has been reduced by 10%. This matter It's very important. I will send a few serious elders to deal with it. When the time comes, you will follow me." At the end of the sentence, his voice was somewhat solemn.
Even Master Xuanming has to pay attention to this matter.
After hearing these words, Taoist Qingxu felt a storm in his heart. The meaning revealed in this sentence really shocked him. His master had always been lazy and did not like vulgar things.
This is clearly to train him, so that he can take over the chores in the house, so that he can concentrate on understanding the great road. If an ordinary disciple knew this, he would probably go crazy with joy and dance with joy, but for a monk who aspires to transcend the path, even if he has the power of Kunlun, so what?
The sect does not belong to him alone. Even if he is the leader, he cannot do whatever he wants. It is foreseeable what will happen when he ascends to the position of leader.
Master Xuanming glanced at Qingxu who was silent, and there was something strange in his voice, "This matter is not trivial. It touches people's hearts at once. I don't know how many people are paying attention. It may involve the Demon Sect. You should be careful. "
There was hesitation on Taoist Qingxu's face, but he finally spoke, "Disciple, accept the order." Although he knew that this was the master's attempt to pass the blame, he still had to agree.
Who doesn’t want to stay in the door and comprehend the great road?
What's more, he had just stepped into the realm of the soul, and the master's hand really gave him a toothache.
