Eighty performances

Lin Yi followed Fang Cheng's footsteps, walked through the crowd, kept advancing, and finally arrived at the "Truth-seeking View". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She was also quite surprised, as if everyone had ignored them, and let them go straight into the hall.

"The people of your world are really interesting" Chen Yanqing was a little interested when he saw the golden body of the earth immortal in the Taoist temple.

"How?"

"If you are an enlightened person, with the help of these sculptures, the golden body may still last for a thousand years, but unfortunately it is just a mound of clothes. ”

"How can there be so many real people in the world"

"Well, the aura of heaven and earth here is too thin, and there are only a handful of people who can transform into mortals, let alone true people. ”

Cultivate the four realms, metamorphosis mortal, real people, ten thousand tribulations, and earth immortals.

The history of civilization on the earth is too short, and there are very few people who can cultivate into real people, and it can be said that the road ahead is cut off.

The talent is as high as Lao Jun and Lu Zu, and he can only waste his life, and he has not been able to see the prosperity of the heavens and all the worlds.

The times limit their achievements, which is the sorrow of the strong.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see" Chen Yanqing didn't find anything beyond ordinary people, so he returned to the depths of Fang Cheng's consciousness.

"Aren't you here to ask for a signature" Fang Cheng didn't pay any more attention to Chen Yanqing, and turned his head to look at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded, walked to Jin, picked up the dice on the ground, knelt on the grass ball, and sincerely begged for a lot.

After the spirit sign landed, Lin Yi picked it up and looked at it, but it was Lu Zu's spirit sign of the eighty-fifth sign: go to the middle block, the clouds and mist will not open, and he will be forgiving, and he must make good wishes.

She handed the sign to the Taoist priest beside her.

The Taoist priest was quite young, about thirty years old, and took the spiritual sign and made a salute.

"What the pilgrims are asking for marriage?"

"Well, I don't know how to solve this long sign?" Lin Yi couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, and was a little uneasy.

The Taoist priest first glanced at Fang Cheng, and then said to Lin Yi: "The layman might as well take a long-term view, the temporary gains and losses may not be the final result." The meaning of this sign is that a lover will eventually become a family. “

Lin Yi was immediately overjoyed, took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the Taoist priest.

"Thank you, Chief!"

The Taoist chief bowed again and threw the unsigning fee into a transparent money box.

There is a piece of red paper pasted on the cash box, written in black letters: "Love Donation" four big characters.

Lin Yi was relieved of his thoughts, and turned around and walked out in a chic manner.

Fang Cheng glanced at the Taoist priest more, and he didn't expect that he was still a wonderful person.

"Little Taoist, where did you learn?"

"I don't know which senior is coming?" The Taoist priest heard the transmission, his face was shocked, and he raised his eyes to look around.

"I'm right in front of you" Fang Cheng stepped out and walked in front of the Taoist priest.

"It's you......" The Taoist priest looked at Fang Cheng in surprise, a little incredulous.

"It's convenient to leave a phone call?" Fang Cheng didn't have much time to stop.

"Senior, this is my business card" The Taoist priest took out a simple business card from his arms.

Fang Cheng took it and took a look: Seeking truth and viewing the Lord, Sun Shao'an.

What a mediocre name.

"Senior?" the Taoist priest looked at Fang Cheng expectantly.

He has been cultivating with his master since he was a child, and for more than 20 years, he has been trembling and not daring to relax for a day, and finally cultivated into a mortal body, but he does not dare to hope for the realm of real people.

Now that he has met Fang Cheng, a master who is suspected of being anti-purity, how can he not be excited.

"Let's talk about it later, it's not convenient today" Fang Cheng put away his business card, and caught up with Lin Yi who had already walked to the door in three or two steps.

"Shrink the ground into inches!" Sun Shao'an saw Fang Cheng display the legendary Taoist supernatural powers, and his heart was relieved, convinced that he was the master of the Tao that he had been looking for.

"What did you just do?" Lin Zhifang Cheng was late, and couldn't help but ask more.

"Nothing"

"And where are we going?"

"Luhe"

The Lu River runs through the north and south of the Lingsnake Mountain, and the ancient Yue people chose to be buried in the cliff, so there are many ancient coffins on the cliff near the river.

In modern times, there is a ceremony of raising the coffin, which is famous far and wide, and takes the meaning of "promotion to official and wealth", so there is an endless stream of tourists.

So, they followed the mountain road, and soon found a large army, which followed the crowd all the way.

Aimlessly, drifting with the flow, as if all living beings.

"All living beings are suffering...... "There was an old man walking between them, muttering to himself, some gods chattering.

Lin Yi subconsciously avoided a few people who wanted to get close to him.

Where the crowd gathers, the clouds and dragons are mixed, and there are many shaved homes.

Fang Cheng saw a few splashes approaching Lin Yi, and immediately frowned. The end of the world unfolded silently, and within half a meter of Lin Yi's side, a space of dozens of kilometers expanded.

Recently, his ability has led to many new applications, whether it is refracting light or transmitting sound, it has been able to achieve zero loss, which is equivalent to recreating time and space.

He even had some doubts about whether his ability was spatial folding.

Maybe Chen Yanqing could give him an answer, but Fang Cheng knew that Chen Yanqing was deliberately concealing it.

After being reborn, Chen Yanqing brought him superpowers, and this superpower Fang Cheng vaguely sensed that it was not a rootless Ping, and it seemed to have a great background.

At the beginning, Chen Yanqing planned to take him away, but then for some unknown reason, he seemed to give up again.

But Fang Cheng knew that his desire to give up himself had never faded, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

What is it that restricts Chen Yanqing?

Is it the fit of the body as a container, or is it because he is afraid of something?

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Lin Yi noticed that Fang Cheng was a little distracted, and he didn't talk much, looking preoccupied.

"I'm wondering, how will I go back later" Fang Cheng pointed to the changing situation in the sky, it seemed that it was going to rain.

Lin Yi looked at the mountains and dark clouds in the distance, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

finally went out with Fang Cheng to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but the heavens were not beautiful.

"Is the weather like this in Tamagawa?"

"It's similar to Manchester City, it's rainy" Fang Cheng chose Manchester City before, not necessarily without this reason.

"Alas, I don't know if it will rain tomorrow"

"It's okay, there are some places where it rains, such as the city library, cafes and so on. “

"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to be such a homely person" Lin Yi glanced at him in surprise.

"I've always been such a boring person," Fang Cheng said as a matter of course.

”……“

The coffin raising ceremony came as scheduled, and many boats gathered on the river.

Two men in yellow coats stood on top of a dark red coffin and began to warm up.

As the gongs and drums sounded, the coffin slowly rose, and the two performers began to climb up along the rope, sometimes flipping, sometimes flying with one hand, and they did it in a thrilling action.

Lin Yi watched their performance intently, grabbing Fang Cheng's arm excitedly with one hand, and holding his mobile phone high with the other, recording all the time.

Fang Cheng noticed that these two performers belonged to the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, although they were not so orthodox, but they also had a bit of kung fu foundation.

"Ahh

Did the show really have an accident, or was it a scheduled show?