Shang Xin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sat quietly on the bed in a daze, everything came so suddenly, he and the ghosts and gods gradually became familiar, he hoped that the ghosts and gods could take him into the path of cultivation and change the once mediocre life, but the ghosts and gods had been sleeping in his heart. Shang Xin's heart was very guilty, and he felt guilty that he had always misunderstood the ghosts and gods, but the ghosts and gods had been protecting him again and again, regardless of his previous suspicions, and even "sacrificed" for this.

"I want to become stronger, I want to be an existence that is proud of the Three Realms, I want to revive the ghosts and gods, and I want to protect all the people around me who are important to me. Shang Xin clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind in his heart. But the ghosts and gods who could have taken him to cultivate the truth are no longer there, so how can he enter the cultivation realm? If he does not enter the cultivation realm, his life will still move towards a pre-set trajectory, so plain that there is no surprise at all.

"The old woman of Bao Gong Temple? Yes, it's her, she is also a cultivator, I can worship her as a teacher, she should be more than 100 years old now. Shang Xin thought, "No matter, let's go." Shang Xin stood up, quickly put on his clothes and trousers, and hurried out of his bedroom and walked towards the door.

"Xiao Xin, why are you going, you don't eat breakfast?" Shang Xin's mother turned her head and said, wearing an apron and making breakfast in the kitchen.

"I made an appointment with my classmates to go to the library to read books, and we are all about to take the high school entrance examination, so we are ready to review. In his memory, Shang Xin would not lie at this age, because he would stutter when he lied, but now with more than 30 years of experience, he is so calm and calm when he lies to his mother.

"I have to eat when I go to read a book, come, hurry up. As she spoke, her mother took a plate with a poached egg and two buns, and took a bottle of milk from the cupboard and handed it to Shang Sin.

Shang Xin devoured it, stuffed the poached eggs and buns into his mouth, then picked up the milk and put it in his pocket and said, "Mom, I'm done, I'm going out, goodbye." ”

"Ride slowly... Be careful on the road!" Mom nagged.

Shang Xin quickly ran downstairs, rode his bicycle, and rode quickly in the direction of Baogong Temple in Shangjia Village, about half an hour after riding, Shang Xin arrived at the gate of Baogong Temple, he threw his bicycle aside, and ran into the temple in three steps and two steps.

"Mother-in-law of the temple, mother-in-law of the temple, I came to find you, where are you? Where are you?" Shang Xin was anxious and excited, anxious because he wanted to step into the cultivation realm as soon as possible, and the excitement was also because he was about to truly become a cultivator.

But reality is often not as beautiful as imagined, and suddenly a woman's voice came from behind Shang Xin, and the voice was so delicate that it made people feel as if they were in a fairyland. "My mother-in-law passed away last year, and I am the new temple manager, do you have anything to do?"

Shang Xin turned around, and was greeted by a beautiful and vulgar girl, holding a little white cat in her arms, wearing a white gauze gown that looked exceptionally clean, the woman looked about twenty years old, her long black hair was draped in a vest, like a waterfall hanging in the air, and two small tiger teeth added a bit of playfulness to her fairy appearance.

"It's so beautiful!" Shang Xin looked at it stupidly, saliva flowed from his mouth at some point, and he fantasized about a million impossibilities in his heart......

"Meow~" A cat meow brought Shang Xin back to reality from his daze, and he hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looking very embarrassed.

"Sister... Excuse me... You are so beautiful... I didn't hold it for a while..."Shang Xin looked very embarrassed, and said embarrassedly.

"Little brother, what are you doing here to find your mother-in-law?" the woman in the long robe continued to ask, her crystal clear eyes looking straight at Shang Xin, not caring about Shang Xin's embarrassment at all.

"I... I think... Xiuzhen. Shang Xin said in a hurry.

"Little brother, do you know the dangers of the cultivation realm?"

"I know I've been through a lot of things that I can't imagine with common sense. Shang Xin said stubbornly, and then told the woman in the long shirt that he had experienced 1510.

The woman in the long robe fell into deep thought, her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was digesting what Shang Xin had just said, and after a long time, she suddenly asked, "You said that it was a ghost immortal who was sealed by Bao Gong Bodhisattva? Listening to what you just described, this ghost immortal predecessor has no ill will towards you, and he is not as murderous as ordinary ghost cultivators, otherwise this Baogong Temple may not be able to be saved back then. ”

"Ah, are ghosts and immortals that powerful?" Shang Xin asked curiously.

"Hehe, extremely terrifying, it is already an existence that most cultivators can't look up to, ghost cultivation has to go through the contemplation period, the phantom period, the phantom body period, the spirit god period, the quiet period, the quenching period, the Tiantong period, the true spirit period, the Mahayana period, and the ten heavenly tribulations of the ten stages of the tribulation period are only ghost kings, what level the ghosts and immortals are, in fact, I don't know, I only know that the ghost cultivation in the world is extremely rare, and the ghosts and immortals are even rarer. The woman in the long shirt patiently explained while touching the cat in her arms.

"Sister, what rank are you?" Shang Xin asked curiously.

"The six-stage transformation period, these will be understood later, there are various ways to cultivate the truth, and there are external cultivation and internal cultivation, but they have the same path, and in the end, they still have to return to the original point for the tribulation. The woman in the long shirt didn't seem to want to explain too much on these issues, so she slowly walked towards the Bao Gong Palace, and her light steps were full of fairy posture against the background of the white gauze long robe.

Shang Xin had no choice but to pretend to understand and admitted: "Oh, so that's the case." ”

"Why are you standing stupidly? Come in and worship your grandfather. The woman in the long robe urged in the hall.

Shang Xin quickly stepped into the Bao Gong Palace, only to see the woman in the long robe kneeling in front of the Bao Gong statue, her mouth kept moving, this situation Shang Xin saw in the temple management of the old woman, this is a spell to communicate with Bao Gong Bodhisattva.

"The small is hidden in the mountains, and the big is hidden in the city, since the ghost and fairy want you to cultivate the Buddha, there must be a reason, and you will have a lot of experience in the mortal dust. Shang Xin's ears came from an unfamiliar male voice, this voice was low and rough, but it sounded extremely kind, Shang Xin's first thought in his mind was Grandpa Bao.

"Have you written down the words of Bao Gong Bodhisattva, is it for you to live like a normal person, this is the way of great concealment, waiting for the opportunity to enter the first realm of Buddhist cultivation Juyuan period. The woman in the long robe slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust off her body, and then continued to hold the white cat in her arms, reinterpreting Bao Gong Bodhisattva's words.

"Remember, thank you Grandpa Bao, thank you sister. Shang Xin knelt down and kowtowed to Grandpa Bao, and thanked the woman in the long robe, but he was still very disappointed in his heart, he felt that today was in vain, because he didn't ask how to cultivate the truth, and he didn't touch the threshold of the cultivation at all.

The sun had slowly moved due south, and it was noon. Shang Xin walked out of the Baogong Temple with a dejected face, stepped on his bicycle, and rode in the direction of home......