Suddenly, a large white crane flew down from the sky, landed beside them, paced around with its proud neck high, and the bear pan disturbed his head, "What do you mean?"

Jin Bushen's abacus beads rang and said, "Most likely we are asked to ride up." ”

Sang Ke shook his head, "The crane is returning to the west, this means not good." ”

Outside the mirror, Meng Yaqiu complained, "It's really boring to read too much, and you have to tell the meaning of everything." ”

Or Fu Heng understood him, "If it is released by the master of the Yuanzong, just ride it, he is not particular about the old man." ”

It is worthy of the setting of the crane, the back is wide enough, the wings are strong enough, carrying the five of them and flying steadily, when flying over the platform in the middle of the mountain, Mo Congshan and Yan Yi also waved their hands to greet them.

Sang Ke asked, "Don't you pick them up?"

Jin Bushen saw that Bai He didn't mean to stop picking up people, and guessed, "It is estimated that they have no force and are not within the scope of this test." ”

The white crane landed in front of the temple on the top of the mountain, and there was a delicate little monk standing in front of the temple, and when he saw them, he recited Amitabha Buddha first, and said clearly, "All donors, please go to the small temple with fate, and only one can enter at a time." ”

Sang Ke had rich experience in traveling in his previous life, and his first reaction was to touch his purse, "I didn't bring any money." ”

Little Monk "......"

Jin Bushen patted her shoulder, "Don't be impatient." He asked the little monk, "Is your master inside?"

The task of the little monk himself was only to say that sentence, but when the question came, he had to reply, "Well, yes." ”

"Does he have something to ask us?"

"Well, yes. ”

"We have to tell the truth?"

The little monk Khan came out, "That's, that's nature." ”

Besides, even the questions that the master wanted to ask were about to be set out, and the little monk hurriedly bowed and hurried back to the temple.

Sang Ke understood that the routine of the temple should be divided into scenes, since it is not burning incense in the world of Xianxia, it is mostly fortune telling. For fortune telling, she is very interested, and she has played a lot on the Internet in her previous life, no matter how you look at this, she is a little more advanced, and she can't help but be eager to try.

But where there is a bear pan, the person who takes the lead will never change, he picked up the mayfly sledgehammer, and shouted menacingly, "Let the master go to the meeting first." ”

Jin Bushen reminded him, "It's a question, not a fight, what are you doing with that big guy." ”

"In case he deceives us, maybe it's not a great monk inside, it's a monster, a demon, a trap ......"

Fu Heng interrupted him, "Our force value has been squeezed dry, and we have tried out a few catties and taels, there is no need to set up another battle scene, put it away, you go in first, and I will break it back." ”

Among the three of him, Xiong Pan is not responsible for using his brain, listening to them say this, he put away the mayflies, and walked into the temple gate with a loud voice, the scene in the door is very simple, four candlesticks, three Buddha statues, two futons, and an abbot master with white hair.

When the master saw that it was Xiong Pan who came in, his eyelids twitched quietly, but he quickly regained his kind eyebrows and motioned for him to sit.

Xiong Pan doesn't like to go into the temple to burn incense on weekdays, and he can't remember the etiquette of Buddhism for a while, so he sits down on the ass after singing a promise, "Master, ask whatever you want!"

Xiong Ba, who turned into a master, thought to himself, I know how many birthmarks there are on your kid's body, and I still need to ask questions, but the necessary forms still have to go, and he smiled deeply, "Donor, how do you feel about the battle?"

Xiong Pan replied without thinking, "Cool!"

"Do you want to really have the power of Fang Cai?"

Xiong Pan showed an expression of isn't this nonsense, and said, "Of course I want to!"

"If you had, what would you do with it?"

"What do you do? What do you mean by what you use it for?"

The master patiently inspired, "Just ask you what is the purpose of learning martial arts?"

"It's because it's cool, if it's more powerful, it's even cooler. ”

The master silently spat out a mouthful of blood, nodded and said, "Donor, you can go." ”

"This is leaving, huh?"

The master didn't want to speak, and signaled to him the direction of going out, as soon as Xiong Pan went out, Meng Yaqiu's joking voice sounded in his ears, "Simple, Chichen, but worthy of cultivation." ”

Xiong Bayan succinctly scolded, "Get out!"

Meng Yaqiu's voice was serious again, "Xiong Pan has a sincere love for martial arts, coupled with a simple mind and no distractions, he is an easy-to-carve jade, and he can walk to the peak of martial arts more than others." ”

Xiong Ba was silent for a while, and then shouted, "Next!"

The next one to come in was Jin Bushen, the children of the Jin family knew etiquette very well, and when they came in, they saluted together and sat cross-legged on the futon.

The master still asked, "Donor, how do you feel about the battle?"

Jin Bushen smiled faintly, "I think it's fake." ”

"Oh, how do you say?"

The disciple guessed that this scene was created extremely dangerously, and it gave us a steady stream of spiritual support, which was nothing more than trying to find out our potential, to see how strong our combat power could be in the face of great danger, what methods we could come up with, and what kind of heart we could reveal. But since we have seen through this from the beginning, we can see through this illusion, what can we try, is it possible that in the real world, in order to deal with a brute, Heng Shao can slaughter his arm without hesitation, and Pan Shao will let himself be stabbed into a hornet's nest without thinking about it? Their lives are based on the premise that they will not lose their lives, and they have nothing to do with reality, so it is fake. ”

The master was expressionless for a moment before asking, "Then did you do your best today?"

"I'm exhausted, but I don't have my brain, because it's not worth it. ”

"Is it worth it to ask if you do anything?"

"Whatever you do, you naturally have to have a standard of judgment. ”

"What are the criteria?"

"The general standard is gold, and there are additions such as feelings, morality, beliefs, feelings, etc. ”

"Gold is the foundation of everything?"

Jin Bushen solemnly bowed down and replied: "People in the world need gold to make friends, and gold is not too much. ”

After Jin Bushen left, Xiong Ba was speechless for a long time, and Meng Yaqiu sighed, "The Jin family, it's all like this, if Jin Yan could be simple-minded, she would have married me a long time ago, and she wouldn't have let Lao Tzu be lonely all his life." ”

Hearing his sad story, Xiong Ba's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he said a few more words, "Actually, it's a good thing to be able to calculate, otherwise she followed you, an old rascal, and she would have to cry, and the next one should be that green vine?"

Mu Qingyan looked trembling, and under the master's instructions, he carefully sat on the small half of the futon, facing such a timid little girl, the master's voice was very kind, "Donor, how do you feel about the battle?"

"I, I'm scared!"

"Afraid of what?"

"The young master was so seriously injured, he shed so much blood, and he was almost frozen to death by the cold pool water, I was so scared. ”

"Didn't you know it was an illusion?"

"The fakes are so terrible, if it's true, woo woo, I can't even think of it. Mu sobbed softly.

"It's all in the past, don't think about it, tell me what your greatest wish is in the future?"

"My wish, of course, is to stay by the young master's side for the rest of my life. ”

The master tried hard to motivate her, "But he already has a marriage contract, you can't be a wife, and the disciples of Qionglin have never been concubines." ”

Mu Qingyan was very frightened: "Concubine, I never expected the young master to accept me as a concubine, and I am already very satisfied with the title of a common room." Really, the slave never dared to think about it, and only wanted to serve the young master and the future young grandmother well for the rest of her life. ”

Even the word slave and maid came out, and the master couldn't continue, and waved her to leave.