The final finishing work of Yunzhou City was handed over to Yan Caiwei and the real Fanglu from the Yingzhou faction to sleep in the cold current. The strength of the two real souls is enough to handle these remaining things.
But Jiang Yinghe changed his itinerary after summoning the sect master brother, and went to Lanruo Temple with Zen Master Huijing.
Lanruo Temple is the place where the first Buddhist cultivator of the righteous way gathers. It belongs to the pure and pure place of Buddhism. The abbot of Lanruo Temple is named Chan Qing. He is much older than Jiang Yinghe, but his appearance is the same. , one level higher than Jiang Yinghe's, but currently stuck in the first level of Buddha's heart test, can't easily leave the temple.
After the Void Cave Realm, there are three heavenly tribulations and five trials, and only after passing through all of them can one be called a half-step golden immortal. And the nearest half-step golden immortal is the Blood River Demon Lord who lived a thousand years ago. The demon cultivators at that time were not what they are now. The Heavenly Demon, who is Bu Jinxian, has nothing to do.
However, evil cultivators have always had success, and after the fall of Blood River Demon Lord, Zhengdao was given a chance to breathe.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the evil cultivators who have reached the half-step Golden Immortal realm in ancient and modern times have all stopped under the heavenly thunder of Hedao, and the reason for this is really unpredictable. On the contrary, people from the Taoist and Buddhist schools who practiced slowly, at least one Taoist patriarch of the way was born.
It is said that this great world was opened up by this ancestor of He Dao. Although it is only a distant legend, it can at least give Jiang Yinghe a little motivation.
After all, besides raising his apprentice well, the only chance he has to go home is to practice until he reached the "legendary" realm, then break the void and return to Earth...
So unrealistic. Jiang Yinghe sighed softly, and shifted his gaze to the system progress bar in front of him, thinking that cultivating good disciples was more promising.
Before he could figure out which factors the progress bar was based on, Zen Master Huijing stopped and said in a low voice outside Lanruo Temple: "Xuanwei Xianjun is here to visit."
The wooden door of the quiet room suddenly opened, revealing the situation inside.
Jiang Yinghe had never met the abbot of Lanruo Temple before, but only heard his name for a long time. When they met this time, he suddenly inhaled the aroma of sandalwood, and never thought that the abbot had hair!
He looked at Chanqing's snow-white long hair, which fell together with the snow-white monk robe, and it was a little dazzling. But today he was also dressed in plain white Taoist clothes, when he entered the quiet room, the candlelight was dim, and the two of them sat facing each other, like a picture scroll spread out.
The only color on the opponent
The color is the Buddhist seal between the eyebrows of the abbot of Chanqing.
Chan Qing was Jiang Yinghe's senior, so even though he was in the same realm, Jiang Yinghe followed the etiquette of a Taoist before approaching and chatting with this senior for a while.
It includes the origin and past events of Yunzhou City and Qin Jun, as well as the scene on the day of crossing the catastrophe.
The incense sticks are burning high. The more Chan Qing listened, the more strange he felt, he glanced outside the quiet room, and asked, "Are the three apprentices of Jiang Xianjun outside?"
Jiang Yinghe nodded and said, "Come with me."
Chan Qing nodded thoughtfully, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "In the next few days, do you plan to take them to travel around the world?"
Jiang Yinghe said: "It's not necessarily bad to pass by the world to see something."
Chan Qing was silent for a moment, then asked suddenly: "This old monk came up with a whim, and wanted to calculate the karma and fate for Jiang Xianjun and your three disciples, would you like to hear about it?"
The abbot of Lanruo Temple was caught in the test of Buddha's heart, and he never left Lanruo Temple all year round. The calculation and deduction of karma Buddha cultivation was a rare thing, and Jiang Yinghe had no reason to refuse.
The sandalwood slowly spread out, and the voice of Zen Qing gradually sounded as the fragrance spread.
"Jiang Xianjun has a love affair that runs through and entangles thousands of times, but it is complicated and intertwined, and it is difficult to see clearly."
"The first disciple... huh? It's too vague. Parents died, and it's a sign that you can't get what you want. Xianjun's second disciple is haunted by ghosts. He gets emotional and loses emotion. You little apprentice... seems to have several Heavy mask."
Chan Qing seemed to have never calculated such a hazy fate, and the deduction came to an abrupt end, and he said with a frown: "Their souls are too light."
"Light?" Jiang Yinghe asked, "These three children have had a bumpy life since they were young, and I'm afraid their fate will not be smooth. In terms of spirit..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the abbot of Lanruo Temple on the opposite side suddenly pressing the Buddhist beads tightly, bending his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Yinghe leaned over to support his arm, worried: "Abbot Chanqing?"
He was talking, he was fine just now, he vomited blood when he vomited blood... Wait a minute, Chan Qing is still in the test of Buddha's heart, did he touch something
Just when Jiang Yinghe's mind was full of question marks, the hand holding his arm was suddenly brushed off by Zen Qing. The senior who was still amiable just now turned around silently, and said, "I can't help you. Immortal Jiang should find another way for his disciple."
Chanqing looked at Jiang Yinghe's bewildered look, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his lips, hesitant to speak, then hesitant, finally said the Buddha's name to Jiang Yinghe, helplessly
sighed.
... The ghost knows what he has deduced.
——
Jiang Yinghe was a little confused.
He thought back to Abbot Chanqing's expression when he parted with him at the end, and felt that the other party must have something to hide, something he didn't know, but he couldn't think of any reason why the abbot had to hide it from him.
Could it be that the fate of the disciples is ill-fated, and the other party is kind-hearted and cannot bear to tell it
Jiang Yinghe couldn't figure it out at all. Although he took his apprentices on a tour of the world of mortals and planned to slowly return to Penglai, he spent most of the time thinking about this matter along the way. Now thinking of this, he felt more and more likely that this was the most likely.
Jianxiu is not good at reasoning, and he grew up under the brilliance of socialism. He is a monk transformed from a firm materialist. This is the first time he has paid attention to things like cause and effect.
"I can't get what I want... I get it because of affection, but I lose it because of affection..." Jiang Yinghe slowly tapped the jade handle whisk in his hand, and suddenly remembered something, "Why does it sound like you are trapped by love?"
Jiang Yinghe's mind stopped, and he suddenly felt that he had found the truth. Although he is a contestant with a single mother and child, but he can't hold back that he has no partner and is so courageous, so he stretched out his hand and opened the curtain of the carriage, and said to Qin Jun who was driving: "Jun'er, come in."
A group of people walked with the caravan passing through Yunzhou City, and the carriage transformed into a Heling flying chariot was hung behind the caravan, and they were no different from ordinary people along the way.
This kind of experience in the world of mortals is not to hone their cultivation, but to slowly polish the minds of the apprentices. The more advanced the cultivation, the more they will find that facing the vastness of the world on the road of tempering their Taoism to one's own ordinary.
Qin Jun's right hand could not be recovered, and he was wearing a long black cloak. He drove with only one hand along the way, pretending that his right arm did not exist. He turned around and got into the carriage, Jiang Yinghe's figure was reflected in his iron gray eyes.
"Come in." Although this sentence was said unintentionally, Qin Jun immediately noticed the subtlety of the conversation. He licked his lips, leaned closer and asked, "Master?"
Jiang Yinghe said: "Jun'er, in the sect, do you have someone you like?"
The tone of this sentence was calm, but it caused Qin Jun's back to stiffen. The majestic master of the ghost sect in the world actually had such an insignificant sentence, which made him speechless.
He almost thought that Jiang Yinghe noticed that he was showing too much, and even suspected that Chang Ye had quietly hinted that none of his seniors and juniors were good things.
Qin Jun looked into Jiang Yinghe's eyes, and from there
There is no trace of unique emotion in the eyes. He moved a little closer, feeling a fire burning from the inside out of his always cold body.
The idea of snatching came back to him again, and the bones hidden under the cloak grasped the other end of the whisk between Jiang Yinghe's fingers, and said hoarsely, "You... know everything?"
Qin Jun himself didn't realize how dangerous his current state was.
Jiang Yinghe just asked casually like this, but he never thought that he would ask the question as soon as he really asked. He blinked unexpectedly, and he couldn't think of any female cultivator in the sect who had a close relationship with Jun'er, and the words of the abbot Chan Qing...
"Who is it?" Jiang Yinghe looked serious, and pulled his finger that had not healed, "I will give her five million... no, give him a cart of magic weapons, and let her leave my apprentice."
Qin Jun: "...you don't know who it is?"
Jiang Yinghe was slightly taken aback, thinking that the other party felt that he didn't pay enough attention to him, and couldn't help but said: "It's not that the master doesn't agree with you being a Taoist couple, it's that although you are in the Yuanshen stage, your realm is not stable. It's a mistake. Otherwise, wait until your realm stabilizes?"
He feels that he is a gentle parent, and he will be able to convince the other party with emotion and reason.
Qin Jun stared at him for a moment, not knowing what was going on in his mind, his eyes shifted to the other's fingers. He closed his bone hands, put Jiang Yinghe's fingers into his palm, and slowly considered: "Master has no Taoist companion, so how can he know the word love? Is it misleading?"
Jiang Yinghe didn't expect Jun'er to reply with such a sentence, feeling that the dignity of a single dog was offended, he frowned and said: "When I return to the sect, let me meet that girl, I know you are still young, facing this kind of The event will be very dedicated, let's take a long-term plan... "
Before he could speak halfway, he felt that Qin Jun was getting too close, and the slow and steady breath of the other party was close to his eyes, gently sweeping over his collar.
Just as Jiang Yinghe subconsciously dodged back, he saw Jun'er raised his hand and smoothed out his slightly overlapping and wrinkled collar, even tidying up the edges and corners.
... I am used to Taoism, and I am really a bit sloppy in dressing myself these days.
Jiang Yinghe was wearing a light blue Taoist uniform with white plum blossoms embroidered on the collar. When Qin Jun's fingers passed slowly, he also smelled the lonely and cold fragrance of Master's body, like pine and bamboo covered with snow.
"Think about it in the long run." Qin Jun repeated, with a hoarse voice, "When the time is right, I'll tell Master who that person is, okay?"
Jiang Yinghe: "...what's the matter, you still want to
Engage in underground love? "
Qin Jun tasted the meaning of the three words "underground love" based on his own understanding, and asked tentatively, "Is it love with people underground?"
Aren't the people underground all dead or ghost cultivators? Jiang Yinghe rubbed the center of his brows, feeling the helplessness of another world for the first time, he explained: "It's just to avoid me."
Qin Jun's gray eyes stared at him for a while, wondering what he was thinking, and then replied: "I don't avoid Master."
"real?"
"Well." Qin Jun said, "later... when I express my heart to that person, I will ask Master to fulfill it."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yinghe's heart immediately relaxed, thinking that his apprentice hadn't confessed his intentions, and the matter should have just begun, and maybe he could escape the abbot's words of "losing affection".
He nodded: "If it is beneficial to both parties, and become a Taoist couple, I will naturally..."
Only halfway through saying this, the curtain hanging in front of the carriage suddenly lifted, and Chang Ye poked his head over, glanced quickly into the carriage, and whispered: "Master! Why did your carriage stop? The team has gone far away, and senior brother Li arranged for it at the inn. Hey, what are you talking about? What kind of Taoist couple is not a Taoist couple, perfect or not?"
He wears a half-face mask, the silver seal between his brows shines brightly, his eyes are bright and beautiful, pure and beautiful, and even his voice is cute and soft: "Master, is it something I can't listen to? Are you talking to Qin Qin?" Brother has a little secret..."
The little apprentice is so good at acting like a baby, he is like a full-level auto-competition machine, these words come at his fingertips.
Where is this new arrival? I don’t know how long I’ve been listening to it! Qin Jun squinted his eyes, curled his lips and said, "Yes, that's what you can't listen to."
Chang Ye seemed to be taken aback, and quickly threw himself into Jiang Yinghe's arms, and opened his mouth and said, "Is it about Yunzhou City? I heard that the sword of the Lord of the Ghost Sect is silver-gray, very similar to Brother Qin's... "
Qin Jun: "..."
Chang Ye tugged at Master's sleeve and continued to babble: "Senior Brother Qin was hurt like this by a ghost cultivator! Master, we must study his hands carefully..."
Qin Jun: "...shut up."
The atmosphere in the car was obviously not right, Jiang Yinghe realized it dully, thought it was Chang Ye's words that poked Jun'er's wound, and just about to adjust the relationship, the little apprentice in his arms hugged his arm and rubbed him, speaking confidently : "Master, let senior brother drive, it will be dark in the evening!"
Jiang Yinghe: "... Uh, good."
He glanced at the sky, and then at the sincere little apprentice in his arms. Why did he feel that something was wrong...