Mo Yifan and his father looked around casually, this temple was very ordinary, although it was grand, but there were not too many magical places, they were a little disappointed.

Xiuying seemed bored, she came too much in this place, she took out seven or eight regular stones from her body and played with them on the ground. Mo Yifan also played this when he was a child, but now he is an adult, although he really wants to play, but his body can't move.

He and his father were impatient, and he said to Xiuying: "Xiuying, let's go down the mountain, go to the market, buy some things, and I will buy a gift for you by the way." ”

When Xiuying heard that their father and son no longer looked at this dilapidated house, she said happily: "Brother, uncle, I have long wanted to leave. I'm tired of seeing this house for a long time, and if you don't have to go up the mountain, I will definitely not come here, so let's leave quickly. ”

Xiuying took Mo Yifan's hand and walked down the mountain quickly, they walked fast and urgently, and the three of them soon arrived at the foot of the mountain. Xiuying took off the water bag on her body, took a sip of water, took a breath, and said, "Let's go to the market, it's very lively there." ”

Mo Yifan is very happy, he is also a person who likes to go shopping, it is very lively, when he was a child, he often went to the street with the old teacher Xiucai to sell vegetables, bamboo shoots and hares. He pinned too much affection on the bazaar, which was his former paradise.

Xiuying looked in the east and touched in the west, at a clothing stall, she fell in love with a red dress, she hurriedly said to Mo Yifan: "Brother, this dress is good, I want it as a gift." ”

Mo Yifan said: "If you try it, we'll buy it." ”

Xiuying went to the shelter behind the clothes stall to change and try on clothes, and found a suitable size, so she asked for it. Mo Yifan paid for her, she was very happy to take the clothes, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Xiuying continued: "The matter of you seeing the immortal is wrapped up in me and my mother. ”

Mo Yifan and his father were happy in their hearts, and when they saw that the matter of the immortal was settled, their hearts were swept away.

The next day, Xiuying's mother, aunt and Xiuyingcha, visited the immortal immortal. He and his father Mo Ying worked as short-term tea pickers under Xiuying's "persecution", and the father and son were very happy to accept this temporary work.

The eldest aunt scolded: "Girl, it's too rude not to call your uncle and brother like this." Big brothers, and young men, don't be like a little girl. ”

Mo Ying said: "Eldest sister, this is our own volition, don't blame your girl." ”

Seeing Mo Ying answer like this, Xiuying looked proud, and she definitely thought that it was right to do so.

Xiuying said: "Although our tea is not a famous tea, the quality is no worse than those precious varieties. ”

Mo Yifan said: "There is a fragrance when you smell it, it is indeed good tea, you are not lying." ”

The eldest aunt said: "This girl is not lying, the tea tips I choose are the best, and all the dozen or so processes I am every 12 points of care, I dare to say that my tea is definitely one of the best teas." ”

Mo Ying said: "I don't know if we can sell us two taels, we also want to try it." ”

The eldest aunt said: "Yes, since it is a guest, it will cost money." ”

Mo Yifan and his father were naturally happy, after all, the tea was planted by people with hard work, and there was nothing for nothing, Mo Yifan took out a silver ingot, and the eldest aunt wrapped some new tea for them with paper.

They crossed the mountains and mountains, and finally came to the residence of the immortal immortal, who was a little unhappy to see the eldest aunt and Xiuying taking Mo Yifan and Mo Ying here.

The Immortal Weng had some impression of Mo Yifan, and said, "I didn't expect you to find my residence, I remember that your name is Mo Yifan, right? ”

Mo Yifan and Mo Ying saluted the immortal immortal, and Mo Yifan said, "The junior students meet the elders. ”

The Immortal Weng waved his hand, signaled that he didn't need to, and said, "My elder is just a nominal name, and it doesn't count. Say, what are you doing here?"

Mo Ying saw that the immortal immortal was not very welcome, so he wanted to speak and stopped, but Mo Yifan was straightforward and said, "Immortal, we are asking you for advice on cultivation?"

The immortal said: "Since it is to seek advice, then sit in the house." It's just that I never leave anyone here to stay, and I leave after asking. ”

Mo Yifan and his father didn't expect the Immortal Immortal Weng to say this, they thought that the great cultivator among these cultivators was not a strange temper, since the other party said so, then it can be said that the Immortal Weng was quite honest and could believe his words.

He and his father were not polite, and sat down in the house of the immortal immortals. Biyun brought three new cups of tea for the three of them, and then stepped back.

The immortal said: "Little brother, please tell me if you have any questions. ”

Mo Yifan said: "I want to know the secret of the saint achieved by the Heavenly Immortals, that is, the opportunity. ”

The Immortal Immortal Weng was a little displeased, then he was relieved after thinking about it, and said: "In fact, each Heavenly Immortal Achieves Sainthood is different, although the path is different, but their ultimate goal is the same: to become a Saint. If you want to ask, ask yourself what kind of saint you want to become, what extraordinary abilities you have, and what kind of person you want to become. Some immortals are confused, and some fall into the devil's path in an instant, and suffer for a lifetime. ”

Mo Yifan said: "I have always had my own direction of detachment, but I have never felt the power of any saints. ”

The Immortal Immortal Weng smiled and said, "What you are talking about are ordinary saints, what they feel is the power of the Heavenly Dao, and that kind of saint is not immortal. Without the power of a saint, you can also achieve your own holy position, find your own direction and strength in this world, and achieve the invincible Hongchen Supreme. ”

Mo Yifan nodded, and Mo Ying also expressed his gratitude, the Immortal Immortal Weng had already pointed out the direction for them: ordinary saints or the legendary Hongchen Supreme Saints.

In the eyes of many saints, it is easy to become a saint of the Heavenly Dao, and it is easy to become a Hongchen saint who only follows his own heart.

Mo Yifan offered tea to the immortal immortal and said, "Thank you, immortal, after drinking this cup of tea, we will say goodbye, I hope to see you again in the future." ”

The Immortal Immortal Weng sighed and said, "Maybe the day we meet again will be the day when darkness comes. Yifan, I am very optimistic about you, I hope that you will become the Most Holy of Red Dust and add a powerful new force to our Three Realms race. Although the time is short and difficult, I am sure you can do it. ”

Mo Yifan drank the new tea and said, "I believe that the auspicious words of the immortal will definitely come true." ”

Mo Ying also offered tea to the immortal immortal and said, "Immortal, thank you for your advice." ”

The immortal said: "Mo Ying, the Eastern Emperor told you in front of me, and he asked me to bring you a message: 'Let go of the burden in your heart, and the future is bright and open. ’”

Mo Ying didn't expect that his father-in-law still remembered himself, no, it should be said that he still remembered himself, since the darkness was coming, then he had to let go of the resentment and hatred in his heart to meet the tribulation and break through the shackles.

The path of the saints, before the greatest tribulation comes, is only the beginning for everyone. After the suffering, there will be a new light, and we will rebuild our homes together.