Shu Yan's face turned from cloudy to sunny, but he still endured it, and said softly: "No matter what, thank you." "Don't thank you? Do you still want your aunt and grandmother to remember you for the rest of your life, pull it down, say it doesn't matter, and this matter will be revealed. But Shifang's answer made Shu Yan angry.

"Miss Shu, do you have anything to eat, I'm hungry again, let's give me something to eat first, and I'll talk about other small things when I'm full." Eating is greater than the sky, Shifang said as a matter of course.

Shu Yan ignored it, turned around and left, but when he turned around, he left the food that had been prepared a long time ago.

Shifang was overjoyed, washed it with water briefly, and opened his mouth to eat, the taste was naturally not good, but it could fill his stomach, and Shifang was already very satisfied. After he was full of water and food, Shi Fang found out his state, about the unexpected breakthrough to the late stage of Peiyuan in the ghost abyss, he was still very excited, not to mention that his spiritual power had increased a lot, and his spiritual sense was also more keen, and the wind and grass around him seemed to be engraved in his mind.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the "Visualization of Rulai" runs in the body for a week, the whole body is comfortable, the spiritual power is full, and then the twenty-seven figures of the "Diamond Power Sutra" are posed, and the muscles and bones around the body are even more indescribable. Feeling that his state was very good, Shifang comprehended the "Dharani Sutra" again and resumed his state of cultivation.

Linglong, I will retrieve the seven pins of flowers for you.

Shu Yan watched from afar, looking at the appearance of the ten directions of meditation, and was also infected by it, and "Mingguang Zen Thought" was running. Even the Shen Ling next to her also participated, and under the guidance of Meng Po, she began to cultivate with great interest......

Once the cultivation begins, it is like the sky of this netherworld, seemingly unchanged, but the time that has never stopped has begun to slip away bit by bit......

All sentient beings are suffering, and Buddhism divides suffering into three types according to the characteristics of suffering, namely suffering, bad suffering, and practicing suffering. In the world, in the midst of life and death, we are afflicted by all kinds of passions, confused and ignorant, and some monks, in order to seek spiritual liberation, give up many material lives, work hard to run the Tao, travel the world, and practice selflessness. They are called foot monks.

It is said that in this way, it is easier to gain the mercy of the Buddha and to attain enlightenment. But some people don't think so, such as the master of the ten directions.

In Guangming Town, a huge mansion, Xiao Yuan looked at the table full of delicacies, but there was no reason for a period of boredom, more than a year ago, a kind of fairy grass suddenly appeared in Guangming Town, and he realized that he wanted to get it at the auction, but it was too late. After that, I heard that another group of people went to find the island where the gods lived, and I was full of expectations, but there was no news of them. And the lady is very sad, for the little monk in the family, I heard that he is the person who helps the peak of the brothers.

Brothers, talking about this emerging gang, Xiao Yuanwai frowned. Since there was no news from those who went to sea, the Haitou Gang has been getting worse, after all, they are the contacts who went to sea to find the fairy island, and most of the famous masters in the nearby state cities went to sea with them, so quietly disappeared, they always had to give someone an explanation, but the gang leader Qian Sen had no intention of coping with it, because his good brother Fang Dao was also among them. With the passage of time, those people had little chance of life, and Qian Sen suddenly became decadent, and finally disappeared from everyone's field of vision one day.

Then, with the support of the government, the Brothers Gang rose strongly, and became a dominant family in the small city of light, and its hands and feet began to extend outward, including dart games, foot goods, shipping, and even brothels and gambling houses have a trace of their shadows, when the power swelled, many people in the rivers and lakes began to blush, and wanted to get a piece of the pie here, but the more than a dozen heroes who started the brothers suddenly rose after half a year, reaching the peak of second-rate masters, and their progress did not stop, There are even a few people who have just broken through to reach the top master. Who would have thought that a small group that relied on porters more than a year ago would suddenly become the behemoth it is now, and even they can't help but start facing it.

Gao Feng, Dong Hai, Gangzi, Lao Wu...... Counting their core numbers, Xiao Dafu set his eyes on Gangzi, looked at the secret report on the table, his thinking turned, Gao Feng Ming belonged to Zhang Changshi's people, but he was too upright, Zhang Changshi, the old fox, made two preparations, Dong Hai is his secret son, although Zhang Changshi did it very hidden, but he still found out for himself the origin of Dong Haixinna's concubine, it is a family descendant in Zhang Changshi's distance, this person is not advisable. And Zhang Changshi's opponent Cao Gongcao is a big heel in the Haitou Gang, but he also quickly contacted one person covertly, that is, the fifth child, the Brothers Gang, a new gang that established a gang with righteousness, what role will they play in the end, will they go against their original intentions? At least for now, it seems that the relationship between them is indeed like iron, but what about the future? Xiao Dafu smiled, no one can resist the power of money, no one, Gangzi is, I want to see how big his appetite is.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Dafu walked out of the study, and then entered the Buddhist hall, which is his daily homework, in fact, sometimes, even he doesn't know why, maybe he can ask the Buddha to make him feel at ease.

With more than a year of operation, this small bright town can no longer accommodate his ambitions, relying on the charm of money, he began to extend his tentacles to the surrounding state towns......

Time flies, counting, they have been in this netherworld for more than four years, Meng Po stirred this pot of clear soup, looking at the ghosts who came over, their faces, with a light smile, and their previous experience is very different, in their eyes, there is no longer that kind of reluctance and nostalgia.

After coming back to his senses, a ghost stopped at Wangxiangtai for a while, and then quietly came to his face.

"Let's have a bowl of soup." Meng Po said.

"Hmm." The ghost took the bowl and drank it down, and said with a smile, "It tastes good." After speaking, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes slowly disappeared, regained a pure appearance, and walked towards the six reincarnations, waiting for him will be a new life.

Meng Po smiled, this little monk, while engrave the scriptures on the bridge, he actually opened the ghost eyes with willow branches, and talked with those ghosts, in order to prevent them from going to the extreme, he even promised them to help fulfill their unfulfilled wishes, in the past few years, I am afraid that he has promised nearly a hundred souls.

Well, the life of every yin soul is a colorful story, and for Buddhist cultivation, it is tantamount to the experience of the mind again and again, not to mention, the cultivation of this little monk is as hard as promised!

Meng Po stirred the iron pot again, and secretly thought that the little monk's cultivation had reached the peak of the Peiyuan realm, and if he was given some time, the formation of relics would naturally come to fruition, and now, with his ability at this time, I am afraid that even if he engraves the scriptures on the Nai He Bridge, it can almost be done, then, it should not be far from them to get out of the netherworld. Speaking of which, it's really a bit reluctant. Meng Po looked at the light and shadow of the people in the iron pot, and smiled, oops, there are not many condiments, it seems that I have to go to the lower reaches of the Lechuan River to get some pure souls.

The water of the Lechuan River is blood-yellow, highly poisonous, among which snakes and insects are dense, and the ghosts are howling, and these ghosts will always surround the bridge when they are conscious, trying in vain to return to the bridge and re-enter the reincarnation. Of course, there are also many persistent souls among them, who are willing to jump into the Lethe River and suffer in the river with the obsession of life, just to see the people in their hearts. However, they will eventually become chaotic in the boiling of the Lethe River, lose all kinds of memories, and finally become the purest and cleanest souls, and then float downstream, into the Soul Purification Pool. And these purified souls are the main material of Meng Po soup, which can erase memories and make people reincarnate peacefully.

However, by the bridge, Shifang listened to the memories of a ghost, this is an old man with a sixtieth birthday, who had a lot of ups and downs in the early part of his life, but he still came over and became a winner in life.

"Little Master, can you really go back to the Yang Realm?"

Shifang nodded, but said curiously: "Grandpa, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" ”

"No, it's just that I've been paralyzed on the bed for too long when I'm dying, I can't say anything, I'm uncomfortable and aggrieved, and now it's rare to have a chance to talk before crossing the bridge, and the old man is already very content." Brushing his beard, the old man continued: "The old man is dead, and now he will be reborn immediately, and he is still very happy. And he has accumulated a lot of merit during his lifetime, so the reincarnated family is also good. Thank you, Little Master. He stood up, waved his hand to the ten directions, walked up to the Nai He Bridge in a dashing manner, and said, "Let's go, it's time to go on the road." ”

Shifang couldn't see it, and a halo of merit flew out of the old man's body, merging into Shifang's surrounding Buddha halo.

"Shifang, how is your cultivation of the Dharani Sutra?" Shu Yan always asks every once in a while, which has become a habit for her. As for herself, in the past four years, in addition to listening to stories here, she has been practicing hard, and "Mingguang Zen Thought" has gone one step further, and her realm has also stopped steadily at the Great Perfection of the Demon Pill. Direct elimination breaks through the magic pill period and reaches the magic infant stage, and "Mingguang Zen Thoughts" naturally rises and tends to be a big success. And by her side, Shen Ling has also achieved some cultivation and has become a cute child, about eight or nine years old, who follows Shu Yan all day long, letting him drive him.

"Almost, let's start engraving the scriptures in a few days, and I'm pretty sure this time. Shu Yan, we will be able to leave the Netherworld soon. Four years have left many traces on Shifang's body, and when he stood up, he was already half a head taller than Shu Yan.

Shu Yan, who got the answer, suddenly stood stunned for a moment, although he had long been eager to leave this place, but when the opportunity was really in front of him, why was there still a trace of reluctance in the depths of his heart? It's because ...... Sister Meng?

"Shu Yan, what are you stunned about, you've been waiting for a long time." With the contact in the past four years, the two have also become acquainted, and they both call each other's names, yes, not to mention the long wait, more than four years.

"Ah, really? We can really leave the netherworld. I, can I go to the Xia Yun Continent? Shu Yan's tone was still incredulous, there was already a trace of tears in her eyes, she looked at Shifang, walked forward gently, and hugged Shifang.

The warm fragrance of nephrite is full of arms, but Shifang did not have a surprising feeling this time, but it was very bland, of course, there are also many feelings: yes, it has been more than four years, I don't know how they are, Master, Danqing Dansheng, as well as the eldest brother and the second brother, of course, and Linglong.

Thinking of the woman in the clouds, Shifang looked at the delicate face in front of him, the two coincided for a moment, shook his head, Shifang smiled, and said secretly in his heart, Linglong, I miss you, I can finally get one of the fairy things, you, do you know?