Mr. Hai flew a hundred miles away, his body covered with golden Buddha light, and the Buddha's palms were clearly imprinted on him. When he fell from the sky and glided for a long way, the Buddha's palms gradually disappeared, and at the same time he was gilded with gold. The golden robe had a clear palm hole. The delicate and smooth skin inside was exposed, but there were no marks on it.
Mr. Hai frowned, and then golden mana surged out of his body. The broken palm hole was gradually covered with golden mana, and finally the gilded uniform was sewn up.
Someone laughed loudly, with a sound like thunder, and said loudly: "Brother Hai, you are just like the bald donkey, and you don't even wait for me."
The speaker was a burly man, standing on a hillside in the distance, with many small tumors on his forehead.
This is of course the Nine-Headed Demon King, and his face really glows red when he smiles.
Mr. Hai thought to himself: It's really unlucky for this barbarian to see his unlucky look. Although he asked the Nine-Headed Demon King for help, he still looked down upon this guy and thought he was too vulgar.
Mr. Hai thought that he was an elegant demon with style. The Nine-Headed Demon King is as vulgar as he is vulgar, and he also likes to be arty. If this guy wasn't easier to persuade, Mr. Hai wouldn't have found him.
It's just that this guy agreed to help him, and then delayed for more than ten years before setting off to the Western Wilderness. Although for monsters like them, more than ten years are no different than ten days for mortals, Mr. Hai is still very unhappy.
He thought so in his heart, but did not show it at all on his face. Instead, he looked at the Nine-Headed Demon King and said, "Whenever Brother Ninth arrived, he didn't notify me in advance. I also live in Xihuang. Before doing anything, I also Gotta treat you well.
The Nine-Headed Demon King took a step forward and appeared in front of Mr. Hai. He also had the ability to shrink into an inch, and his use of it was much more domineering than that of the Guangqing Immortal Sect. With one step forward, the ground nearby was all covered with dust. It trembled.
Then the Nine-Headed Demon King said with a proud smile: "I came here this time to catch up with a good thing and a treasure."
Mr. Hai narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh, what kind of treasure is it? It can actually attract the attention of Ninth Brother."
The nine-headed demon king said: "Brother Hai, don't you want to invite me to your other mansion? What do you think of my other mansion?" He stretched out his hand and there was a small villa in his hand.
The various landscapes inside, including the interior furnishings, are all lifelike.
The nine-headed demon king opened his mouth, and then sprayed out a stream of black light, spreading around, razing everything from the place to the hillside to the ground. Finally, he threw the small courtyard out. It rose in the wind and landed firmly on the ground. Beppu became a mountain villa.
The three words 'Nine Saints' Mansion' were arrogantly engraved in front of the gate in a domineering and sharp font.
He said proudly: "Brother Hai, how about this wish-fulfilling magic weapon? It's convenient to carry with you." There are not many wish-fulfilling magic weapons in the world, and it is even rarer to be able to refine a cave to change at will. If he, the nine-headed demon king, can possess one, he can hold his head high in front of his friends in the world. Besides, Mr. Hai is extremely rich and cannot find such a treasure.
Mr. Hai looked at the Nine Saints Mansion, pondered for a while, and finally sighed: "Brother Ninth, you are in big trouble." He had no idea that this guy was not only barbaric, but also a little less knowledgeable. take.
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Of course Shen Lian didn't know what happened to Mr. Hai. As for Master Huike, he declined Shen Lian's protection.
Huike dragged one arm and disappeared into the vast snow under the gaze of everyone who had heard his method.
The previous fight between Master Hai and Hui Ke was really noisy. Almost everyone here saw it clearly. It can be said that they would never encounter such a fight between gods in their lifetime, until Hui Ke cut off his arm and forced Master Hai to retreat. In fact, Just for a little while.
Everyone was in an uproar, deploring Huike's injury, and curious about Mr. Hai's background.
It's just that Huike left too quickly, so Shen Lian, Song Qingyi, and Qixiu were the closest people, so someone wanted to ask them. Before those people gathered around, Shen Lian and the others left first.
Hui Ke has no intention of promoting Buddhism. He is teaching the Dharma, telling others and himself his understanding of Buddhism.
Even though his understanding was heretical in the eyes of some monks, he still followed what he said and did not stop at a certain place. This is "walking".
Shen Lian envied Huike because he had his own way and firmly believed in it. Song Qingyi also has his own Tao, and his Tao is the 'Tao' taught to him by Lu Jiuyuan. He doesn't need to look for another path, he just needs to go step by step.
Qixiu is somewhat similar to Song Qingyi, but they are still different. She is really compassionate. Nowadays, many poor people are suffering from cold and hunger in the ice and snow. When Qixiu sees the poor people who are sick and lying on the roadside, she can't help but go to the hospital. Do what you can beforehand.
Although Shen Lian regarded birth, old age, illness and death as normal events, he still took out the gold leaves on his body and gave them to Qixiu.
The money was turned into simple shanties and buckets of hot porridge to protect the poor.
Qixiu is keen on helping others, Song Qingyi is always willing to help, and Shen Lian occasionally lends a hand. He mainly teaches Qixiu some medical skills when she can't cure a disease with the Fearless Seal alone, or it takes too much effort. , and methods for diagnosing pathology.
Let Qixiu be more relaxed and save more people with limited power.
Qixiu can only save these people temporarily, but cannot save them forever, but Shen Lian still recognizes her. There are too many people in the world, and she is not even willing to save others when they are in temporary difficulty.
It’s not that they did anything wrong. After all, not everyone is a sage and has great compassion.
You just have to admit that people who are willing to help others should always be good.
Shen Lian stood alone in the distance. It didn't snow today and it was still very cold. But Shen Lian couldn't feel the pain of cold, and neither did Xiao Xun and Qian Mo.
The poor people in ragged clothes can feel it, and they huddle together in the shanty towns to make fire.
Even though Shen Lian and the others were not cold, they left three independent huts for themselves to live in. Qixiu couldn't understand, but Shen Lian had an explanation, and he should not wrong himself because of his charity.
He believes that only by being kind to yourself can you be kind to others as a matter of course, instead of being kind to others first and being harsh on yourself. This does not seem to be as great as Huike's broken arm before, but Shen Lian wants to be a real person.
He just tried to persuade Qi Xiu, but Qi Xiu listened to him.
Shen Lian felt that he was only one step away from returning the elixir, but also seemed to be far away in the horizon. The feeling was like seeing the moon in the water, clearly in front of his eyes, but unable to touch it.
The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are like dreams and illusions, without any trace of reality.
Shen Lian didn't know how to take this step. Maybe he would have to wait many years later, and then at some point, like Chen Jianmei, he would suddenly become enlightened, or maybe like the three Taoists, he would die.
There was a bonfire in the distance, stars in the sky, and a crescent moon like an eyebrow. He heard Song Qingyi meditating and adjusting his breathing, and Qixiu reciting Buddhist scriptures in low voice. Those ordinary people were in the shanty, disturbing their daily life.
His spiritual sense is now becoming more acute, and he can observe the things around him more carefully and analyze them clearly.
None of this had anything to do with him. Shen Lian suddenly wanted to do something without any purpose and not think about his current plight in cultivation.
He was walking aimlessly in this cold night. There were very few people on the long street, and every house had its doors closed. He passed by Zuixianju, which was still very lively. Shen Lian suddenly wanted to drink.
He rarely drank in his life, and the one time he really drank happily was when he and Bai Yufei had a drink one night before he left the Shen family to seek immortality and Taoism.
Shen Lian still remembered what Bai Yufei said to him, 'You are not a happy enough person'.
After many years, Shen Lian felt that he had changed a lot, but there were still many things that had not changed.
He is determined, but not as good as Chen Jianmei; he is determined, but Huike is even more determined, but he is still Shen Lian.
Shen Lian, who was still Shen Lian, did not stop at the door of Zuixianju, nor did he go in. He wanted to drink, and he would not drink in a place like this because the store was very big, crowded, and noisy.
Ruoxi likes hustle and bustle, while Shen Lian prefers quietness.
Thinking of Ruoxi, Shen Lian wanted to drink even more.
After about seven shops, there was a tavern, which happened to be open.
After Shen Lian entered, he became the only customer in the store. Of course, there was no preferential treatment.
The tavern is run by an old man, who looks to be around sixty years old and has a lot of wrinkles on his face. According to ordinary people in this world, he is considered to be old.
He seemed to have good legs and feet, but he didn't have much enthusiasm. It was probably because of the poor business here. As for why the business here is not good, Shen Lian's eyes can tell that the tables and chairs here are very worn out, but the old man still wipes them clean, so the store is considered tidy.
He ordered a pot of wine, poured it into a cup and drank it slowly.
The pot of wine was not half drunk when another person came into the shop.
In the cold winter night, this person was wearing a white pleated skirt, which was flowing in the wind. She looked like a fairy, her lotus arms were looming, her skin was very white, her body was definitely in the golden ratio, and the rise and fall of her chest was always just right. It's thought-provoking.
Shen Lian has never seen anyone who can surpass her in terms of appearance and appearance, but he still knows this woman.
Logically speaking, he should take action, but he was too lazy to take action at this time.
She came calmly, without deliberately twisting her waist and limbs. The thought-provoking secret fragrance hit her in waves, and she sat down opposite Shen Lian. Shen Lian only saw the woman in front of him smiling brightly, her eyes full of autumn water, which was touching.
Then the woman patted her delicate jade hands and said to the old man: "Old man, bring me a small stove. I want to warm the wine. I will bring a plate of beef, a plate of white meat, a plate of peanuts, and two bottles of wine by the way." , and a cup." The woman's voice was like a spring flowing from an empty mountain, hitting rocks, and like pearls falling into pieces, clear and sweet.
The food and wine were served very quickly. It seemed that even restaurants with poor business always had wine and food on hand.