Fu Qi and Side stood behind Hong Ci and Jin Chu, and both raised their heads to look at the halo.
A white and magnificent spiritual mansion gradually floated in the sky.
After the Ling Mansion gradually stabilized, people around him rushed into the Ling Mansion with their swords.
Powers above Nascent Soul will have a spiritual mansion. If you want to get the power's inheritance or secret treasures, you have to go through the levels in its setting. There are many levels, and which level you enter also depends on your luck.
It involves some experiences of Nascent Soul Power. If you are lucky, you will of course come across a level that is easy to pass.
At this time, Hong Ci pointed at two figures in the air: "Look, aren't those Senior Brother and Murong Zishu?"
Fu Qi and others looked over and saw that it was indeed the case.
"The secret realm of great power is all about chance. Since the senior brother has also gone, let's go find our share." Jinchu said.
At this time, Side stood behind Fu Qi, and his meaning was obvious.
Fu Qi said: "Senior sister and brother go first, we will follow closely."
It was a matter of personal opportunity, so Jin Chu and Hong Ci were no longer polite. They warned them to pay attention to their personal safety and joined the brigade one after another.
Fu Qi took out the sword, and the two of them took up the sword and followed.
The closer to the Lingfu, the greater the impact on the Lingtai.
This time, Fuqi was exposed to the light of Lingfu and was finally protected by Side's protective divine light.
The two of them seemed to be wrapped in a transparent eggshell, and after reducing the pressure of the Lingfu, they rushed through the door in one breath.
When Fu Qi and Side landed, Fu Qi put away her sword and looked at the surrounding environment.
This is a village surrounded by forests.
Villagers in the village are farming in the fields.
Fu Qi and Side looked at each other, and then decided to take it as it comes and take it one step at a time.
The two entered the village.
Some children were playing and playing on the road, which made it feel like a paradise.
Fu Qi: "Junior brother, you have to open this gap."
The status of a monk can make villagers less suspicious, because his special profession naturally makes it easier for him to get close to strangers.
Side is good at alms, and he starts taking action after finding a good person to beg alms from.
Side took out the alms bowl and held it in his hand, knocked on the door, and when he heard someone answering the door, he took three steps back and stood.
Straight and straight.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman with bunted hair, wearing coarse linen clothes, and her hair was tied with a strip of cloth.
Thoughts: "Namo Amitabha, donor, this poor monk is a wandering monk, passing through a precious land, is it okay?"
The middle-aged woman returned very politely: "Amitabha, it's my honor for the holy monk to come to my house and give me a chance to accumulate immeasurable merit. Please wait a moment, I will get it right away."
At this time, the woman took out three steamed sweet potatoes from the house.
"This is freshly cooked. If you don't mind, just take it." The woman also put it in a bowl and took it out.
Side held the alms bowl with both hands: "Thank you so much, donor."
After the woman put the sweet potatoes into the alms bowl, Side said, "I wonder if the poor monk can take the donor some more time?"
The woman said politely, "Holy monk, please speak."
"Where is your place? How to get to the nearest Buddhist temple?"
The woman said: "We are in Miannan Village, in the south of Fengchao. The nearest temple to us is in Longcheng City, which is four or five days' walk away."
The woman stepped out of the threshold and pointed in the direction: "Just leave the village entrance and walk north."
Side raised his hand and bowed slightly: "Thank you so much, donor."
The woman smiled and then stepped back and closed the door.
When Side and Fuqi met, Fuqi took out a sweet potato and broke it in half. The yellow core showed that the sweet potato also contained some spiritual power.
Fuqi took a bite and said, "This is the first time I eat food brought by my junior brother for alms. Food obtained without hard work is delicious."
At this time, the colorful rooster that was left behind for alms made a croaking sound.
Side threw one to it, and it calmed down.
Side ate the remaining sweet potatoes.
Fu Qi: "We have to find a place to live."
Since Ling Mansion sent them here for a reason, they had to get useful information from this village.
The two walked while thinking of ways to stay.
At this time, the sound of punches and flesh came from behind the stone in front of them.
Fuqi and Side stepped forward and saw three young men wearing patches, kicking the person on the ground hard.
As soon as the three people saw Fu Qi and Side looking at each other, they ran away immediately.
Only then did Fu Qi and Side see the people on the ground clearly.
A thin young man, with blood from the corners of his mouth and cheeks, not to mention the injuries from the footprints on his clothes.
When the boy saw no movement, he took away the hand protecting his head. When he took it away, he saw Fu Qi and Side.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then slowly got up and said in a soft and thin voice, "Thank you very much."
The young man planned to leave as soon as he finished speaking.
Fuqi stepped forward to block it.
The young man looked at Fu Qi and didn't ask any questions. He just looked at Fu Qi quietly, who was about the same height as him.
Fu Qi: "You're injured, does it matter?"
The young man shook his head.
Fu Qi: "Junior brother, look, is he injured a little seriously?"
Side stepped forward, looked up and down, and nodded.
Fu Qi: "My junior brother knows a little bit about medical skills. We can send you home to help you with your treatment."
The young man looked at the two people and was not curious why a woman would be the senior sister of a monk.
"I have no money." The young man said this calmly.
Fu Qi waved her hand: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My junior brother likes to do this kind of thing on weekdays. Accumulating virtue and doing good will have immeasurable merit."
The young man clutched his chest, dragged his left leg that was about to break, and limped along: "It's up to you."
Fu Qi and Side followed after seeing this.
The young man didn't seem to be well-received by the villagers. He passed by many houses along the way. When they saw him, they didn't say anything to ask. They only glanced at him and turned around indifferently.
Fu Qi and Side took everything in their eyes.
The boy's house was at the foot of a hill at the end of the village, still some distance away from the houses next to it.
Thatched houses are made of intertwined bamboo poles and covered with layers of thatch.
There are traces of erosion by time on the bamboo poles, which are mottled.
Scattered broken baskets were piled outside the thatched hut.
The young man opened the door and went straight into the room to lie down, as if he had forgotten that there were two people following him.
Fu Qi and Side pulled the stool out of the spider web.
Fu Qi cast a dust removal spell before sitting down.
Side was about to sit down when Fuqi kicked him. Side said: "?"
Fu Qi pointed to the person on the bed.
Only then did Side react.
Side stepped forward and said, "Donor, please extend your hand so that I can feel your pulse."
The young man didn't move, "I don't ask about your origins, and I don't care why you want to stay, as long as it doesn't affect me."
Fuqi and Side looked at each other, and they both understood each other's meaning.
This young man may be the breakthrough.
Side: "The donor misunderstood, we were just passing by."
The young man didn't speak again. He clearly insisted on his own ideas.
The other party ignored them, and Fuqi and Side couldn't force them, so they could only stay like this for the time being.
