"The poor monk looks at you unpleasantly!" The Bajie monster who quickly put on his clothes flashed out, and yelled at Miao Yi: "You are crazy!"

Miao Yi turned around and raised his hand to the room, "Do you like that nun on the bed?"

"I like a fart! I can't do it now, can't I get too addicted? Is this also a way of cultivation?" Bajie replied, and then cast spells around and shouted: "Quickly put out the fire, quickly put out the fire!"

Everywhere there were already figures fighting fires back and forth, and there were exclamations. The nun on the couch in the room also quickly covered her clothes and ran away in a panic.

"Cultivation method, second, you don't come with me for this. Miao Yi had a face of hatred that iron does not become steel, pointed to his nose and warned sternly: "It doesn't matter if you drink wine, eat meat and sleep with women, if you like this woman, I have nothing to say, if you like any woman, I can even snatch it for you, but if you stay here because there are many beautiful nuns in this snow clothes nunnery, if you are really like the third child said, you would rather give up your future than stay here and refuse to leave, my fire is a warning to you! Do you want to rely on your master to support you for a lifetime? Can your master support you for a lifetime?"

Bajie said angrily while putting on his shoes: "I like it!

Miao Yi's eyes widened, "What did you say?"

Bajie roared: "I just said, what can you do with me? Treat you with delicious food and drink, you burn my temple, where does the truth come from!"

Miao Yi's face suddenly turned hideous, and he pointed at him and said sharply: "Okay! whatever you want!" flicked his sleeves and swept away directly.

"Hey... Hey..."Bajie flashed into the air and shouted two words, but unfortunately he couldn't save it. Immediately scratched his bald head, looking annoyed, regretting what he said in a hurry......

A sea of flowing clouds and sand. Seeing the desolate and boundless yellow sand, Miao Yi, who was flying in the air, was still angry, and was angry by Bajie. Then again, he didn't bother to get angry or care about someone else.

Miao Yi, who was flying in the air, suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and looked at the desert in front of him, a plain-clothed old man holding a Zen staff wearing a hat. Step by foot.

This person looked a little familiar, and this scene was a bit strange, mortals couldn't go so deep in the sea of flowing clouds and sand. But the monk would not walk slowly in this vast sea of sand, and Miao Yi dodged and landed on a sand dune to watch in curiosity.

The old man who came looked like an ascetic, with a white face and a kind expression. Eyes are deep. Seeing Miao Yi, he smiled and nodded, humble and polite.

Miao Yi had already remembered who he was, when he was looking for the Netherworld Dragon Boat in the Liuyun Sand Sea, he had seen this old man, and it was not long after this old man appeared that the Netherworld Dragon Boat also appeared, presumably this old man had also seen the Netherworld Dragon Ship at the beginning.

Seeing that the other party was about to miss him from the opposite sand dune, Miao Yi asked loudly, "Dare to ask the old man." Why do you walk slowly in this desert alone?"

Although the other party is harmless to humans and animals, he is still somewhat wary. Don't dare to ask lightly.

The old man wearing the hat stopped and turned to look, "Is the donor asking the poor monk?"

is really an ascetic, Miao Yi arched his hand and said: "Exactly! I had a relationship with my husband hundreds of years ago, but I didn't expect to meet again this time." The younger generation is very strange, this endless yellow sand, why does the old man measure it with his feet, isn't it hard, when can he come to the end?"

The ascetic held the Zen staff in one hand, shook his sleeves in the other, and after pinching his fingers and calculating, he nodded and smiled: "It turned out to be the Miao donor, yes, yes, you and I are indeed destined to have a fate, so we can see you again." ”

Miao Yi was suddenly surprised, how could the other party know what his surname was, if he remembered correctly, this was only the second time that the two sides met, and they did not exchange surnames. After a little hesitation, he flashed over and arched his hand: "Why does the old man know that his surname is Miao, could it be that you and I have had a relationship?" ”

Ascetic: "There was no communication. ”

Miao Yihu said suspiciously: "How does the old man know his surname." ”

The ascetic smiled on his face, pinched his fingers again, and said indifferently: "How difficult is it to know your surname, your surname is Miao Mingyi, a native of Changfeng City, Xianguochen Road, his parents died since he was a child, and then he made a living by killing pigs, a pair of non-blood brothers and sisters, fortunately met a strange person, practiced overseas penance for ten years, and finally embarked on the road of endless killing, Miao Shi came this time for a woman, can the poor monk say wrong?"

Shocked! The master of the Miao Hall was really shocked, his jaws were about to fall in shock, and it was understandable for the other party to point out something else, and he didn't tell anyone about the ten years of overseas penance, how did the other party know?

Miao Yi's face changed, he felt that he didn't have any secrets at all in front of the other party, his eyes fell on the other party's slowly pinching five fingers, and he was shocked in his heart, could it be that the other party really calculated it? Could it be that there is really such a magical power in the world?

After a moment of coming back to his senses, Miao Yi politely and respectfully arched his hand: "Dare to ask the old man's surname!"

The ascetic smiled and said: "It doesn't matter who the surname is, since it is related to the Miao donor, the Miao donor calls the old man 'witch'." The Zen stick in his hand turned slightly, pointing to an inscription on it, which was a quaint word for 'Wu'.

"Wu..."Miao Yi was suddenly taken aback again, thinking of the other party's clever situation just now, combined with the other party's walker dress, he arched his hand again: "Dare to ask the senior, but he is a famous witch walker in the cultivation world?"

The ascetic nodded slightly, "Lao Ke rarely intersects with people in cultivation, and he never gets involved in the grievances and grievances of the cultivation world, so he is not famous, but some people do call Lao Ge a witch walker." ”

No wonder he was so clever! He actually bumped into a witch walker in the cultivation world! Miao Yi hurriedly bowed, "Senior Miao Yi greets the senior witch." ”

The other party is indeed as the other party said, never involved in the grievances and grievances of the cultivation world, fighting and killing, and is really a person outside the world, but he doesn't have to worry about the other party harming himself. Then again, if a person as clever as the other party wants to harm others, it is simply terrible, so I heard that even the Six Saints have to be polite when they see him.

"Donors don't have to be polite. The Witchwalker raised his palm and continued to turn and walk, one step at a time.

Miao Yi was stunned for a moment, how could he miss such a Shenlong character who saw the head and the end of the dragon was bumped into by himself, and immediately followed him, and said politely: "Senior Wu, the younger generation has a reluctant invitation." ”

The Witchwalker sighed, "But ask about the future?"

Miao Yi nodded and said: "Yes, the future of the younger generation is uncertain, I don't know the good and the bad, and I am even more upset recently, so I cheekily implore the seniors for guidance." If you can get some mention from the seniors, the juniors should be grateful!"

The witch walker sighed again: "The future of the world is under his own feet, just like the benefactor at this time, he has only taken a step before there is a footprint, why bother to ask about that vain word." People are doing it, the sky is watching, each accounts for half, the way of heaven is impermanent, people's hearts are unpredictable, how can it be said in a word? The old man never does the thing that guides the future of people, and only the donor himself knows the depth and shallowness of his feet, and how can outsiders know?

Miao Yi looked at his feet, and it was really one step at a time, but he was still a little unwilling, and said: "Just now, the seniors said that they are destined to have a fate with the younger generation, I don't know what kind of fate?"

The Witchwalker shook his head and smiled, glanced back at him, and said secretly, "We are in the same boat!"

Sitting in the same boat? Miao Yi was stunned, and immediately fell into deep thought, how to solve this? This old guy's words are very speechless in the clouds...

After following the other party for a while, Miao Yi, who had various thoughts in his head, finally couldn't help but ask, "I don't know what to do?"

The witchwalker laughed, "It's half an hour later." ”

Half an hour later, Miao Yi tried to ask, "What do seniors mean that juniors will know the answer after half an hour?"

The Witchwalker nodded slightly.

Since he said this, Miao Yi naturally relied on him, and accompanied the witch walker to walk in the vast sea of sand, constantly looking left and right, and he didn't know what the witch walker was doing in this desert, so he naturally wanted to ask again, "As the junior asked before, why did the senior measure this sea of clouds and sand with his feet?"

The Witchwalker said, "I'm looking for a way." ”

Miao Yi looked around, where did this vast sea of sand come from, said that there was no road and there were roads everywhere, so he asked, "Where is the road?"

The Witchwalker shook his head, not knowing if he didn't say it or if he didn't know.

Miao Yi didn't want to force him, in order to unravel the answer that the other party said after half an hour, he accompanied him all the way.

After silently pinching the hour in his heart, Miao Yi, who looked around, did not see any answer, and looked at the Witch Walker with a puzzled expression, but saw that the Witch Walker's footsteps had stopped, and he was looking at him with a smile.

Miao Yi looked around again, and said suspiciously: "Senior, what's the answer?"

The Witchwalker laughed, "The road is underfoot!"

"......" Miao Yi looked at the yellow sand under his feet, and was almost confused by him.

The Zen staff in the witch walker's hand suddenly poked heavily into the heavy sand, and a surging mana surged from the Zen staff, and the sand piled up below suddenly rippled like layers of ripples, until it bottomed out, and saw the sand crust that had condensed into a hard lump.

With a blow from the Zen staff, the sand shell shattered open, and the sea water below burst out, and the witch walker had sunk in an instant, sinking into the sea.

Miao Yi, who was half-floating in the air, was stunned, seeing that the quicksand piled up around him was flowing down and condensing rapidly, gradually 'healing' the exposed sea surface, Miao Yi hesitated for a while, and finally dodged down and drilled into the sea water below.

With the light seeping in from above, Miao Yi opened his magic eyes and looked around, and saw that the figure of the witch walker was slowly diving to the bottom of the sea.

At this moment, the light above completely disappeared, and Miao Yi looked up to see that the broken sand shell above had been completely sealed.

And some plankton in the sea that do not see the light of day all year round are exuding sporadic and colorful brilliance, and it is not obstructive to see when you open your eyes, as long as there is the light emitted by plankton in front of you, it is even farther than in the ordinary sea. (To be continued......)