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On a very prosperous street in Chang'an City, hawkers, merchants, ordinary people, and Hu people can be seen here, and countless people walk here in an extremely orderly manner, and there is no dispute because of different identities. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Rock sugar gourd, sour and sweet rock sugar gourd!"

"Spices from distant Persia, the guest officer has come to take a look, and I promise to satisfy you!"

"Come, the latest Suzhou and Hangzhou satin, exquisite and cheap, guaranteed to be worth the money! Eh, this young lady, come and take a look! ”

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The bustling streets are filled with people of all kinds. They may have different identities, but the vigor they exude is so similar.

Traveling through this crowded flow of people like a fish going to water, Liu Wei couldn't help but smile the same gentle smile when he looked at the satisfied smile on everyone's face. The sheer vitality made him feel as if he was in his mother's womb, warm both physically and mentally.

With an innocent childlike smile on his face, Liu Wei casually took a string of sugar gourds from the rock sugar gourd vendor next to him, and then handed it to a child who was watching the strings of sugar gourds beside him. Pinching the child's face, he handed a few copper coins to the vendor, and both of them had a simple smile on their faces at the same time.

Being in this flow of people, Liu Wei could clearly feel that the sword yuan in his body was slowly growing, and at the same time, his mental realm was also slowly but powerfully rising, and even the moon-by-moon sword fetus in the dantian was also affected, and his body was more condensed.

Originally, when his natal sword fetus and the nameless sword fetus fused, they had already become like substance. But as his strength continued to grow, he was slowly about to reach the peak of the Sword Melting Realm, and at this time, the natal sword fetus began to separate from the nameless sword fetus again, or the moon-by-month phase, so his natal sword fetus and the moon-by-month sword fetus were also affected and became somewhat illusory.

With the same smile on his face as the people around him, Liu Wei was calm in his heart. had just left the Pingnan Palace, and Xiao Qiankun was messing around with Li Qingge. Walking around the street by myself.

A gentle smile that makes people feel good when they look at it. Therefore, occasionally, one or two young girls with a spring would look at him and smile for a while, their pretty faces were flushed, and their eyes were secretly glancing at Liu Wei. While others involuntarily thought of their happiest things, they also involuntarily showed soft smiles.

Relying only on one's own emotions to influence everyone around him, this kind of behavior is already like the transformation of a heavenly demon, indicating that the cultivation of the mind has reached an astonishing level.

"Uncle, come to a bowl of noodles!" With a faint soft smile, he looked at a ragged young man on the side of the road and hiddenly took a big-bellied poop, which seemed to be obviously the money bag of a rich businessman, and the rich businessman was still unconscious, Liu Wei didn't say anything, just sat down at a stall on the side of the road and shouted loudly.

The people around him glanced at Liu Wei, who was smiling, and nodded at him with a smile. Soon, a large bowl of noodles was sent up by the boss, smelling the strong fragrance, I couldn't help but move my index finger, and my stomach was even more light.

He took a deep breath and immediately took a big gulp. The strong noodles are heavy and feel good in your stomach. It's not the same as eating at all when I was invited by Li Zizhong to eat in Pingnan Palace.

Soon, a large bowl of noodles was eaten, and Liu Wei touched his mouth and drank at the boss.

"Boss, it's delicious! Another bowl" After listening to Liu Wei's high drink, the boss sent a big bowl of noodles again with a smile on his face. After putting it down, Liu Wei took a big bite again, a large bowl of noodles disappeared into his mouth in just a moment, and after drinking a mouthful of thick noodle soup, Liu Wei patted his stomach, and then left after dropping a piece of silver on the table.

After Liu Wei left, the boss put away the piece of silver he left, and his face was full of joy. Just one tael of silver, two taels of silver, is enough for a family's living expenses for several days. He couldn't help but be upset!

Wiping the residue from the corners of his mouth, Liu Wei gently patted his stomach and walked through the streets, constantly squeezing in the crowd, he seemed to enjoy this feeling.

"Donor, please stay!" Just as Liu Wei was squeezing around in the crowd with a smile on his face, a loud cheer came from behind him. The energetic shouts were filled with faint chanting and the roar of a lion and a dragon, which was obviously made by a monk with a lot of cultivation. Only Buddhist monks who are proficient in the roar of the lion have such a vision.

When Liu Wei, who was slowly moving forward, heard this, he only felt as if several lions were roaring at the same time in his ears, and he couldn't help but stumble under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Turning his head angrily, Liu Wei wanted to see who dared to play himself like this. But he kept muttering in his heart. Because he always felt that the phrase "donor, please stay" seemed to have been heard somewhere.

Turning his head to look at it, he saw a monk with a smooth reflection on the top of his head, wearing a bright red robe, holding a short staff in one hand, and a huge wooden fish in the other, looking at him with a smile.

"Monk?" Seeing the appearance of the person who called him clearly, Liu Wei almost drew his sword and slashed over! He looked at the monk fiercely.

When you meet a monk, you will lose every time you gamble! This is what the old man said to him at the beginning. At that time, the old man Xunwei looked sad and angry, obviously because he was not lightly harmed by the monk, so he left Liu Wei with such a sentence.

"The best monk is a dead monk! Little guy, if you enter the world and see the monks in the future, don't pay attention to them if you have poor cultivation, and if they come up, you will directly draw your sword and slash them. But when you encounter those thieves who you can't see through, no matter how far you run, you must not have anything to do with them, otherwise everything will not go well! ”

Liu Wei still remembers the bitter and hateful gaze of the old man when he said this, obviously he was cheated by monks when he was young, so he said such a warning to Liu Wei!

"Great monk, did you tell me something?" stared at the big monk with unkind eyes, and carefully looked up and down where it was good to make a sword, so that it was easy to use the sword. However, his footsteps are constantly moving backwards, and he looks like he will run away as soon as something is wrong.

"The poor monk is wise, seeing the spiritual light gathering on the donor's head, the three flowers gathering at the top, a pair of top qualifications, and I have a fate with my Buddha, so the poor monk wants to accept the donor as a disciple and practice my Buddhism Dafa with the poor monk!" Liu Wei's gaze was sharp, and Dazhi only felt as if there were two knives slashing around his body. He shook his body vigorously, as if he wanted to shake Liu Wei's gaze off.

"The donor has a relationship with my Buddhism, and my Buddhism is vast, so it's better for the donor to go back to the mountain with me to cultivate!"

Taking a deep breath, Liu Wei had already turned over a memory in his mind at this time, and it was this memory that made him feel that what Monk Dazhi said was very familiar.

It was an ancient anecdote told to him by the old man Xunwei as a story when he was a child. Among these anecdotes is a large part of Buddhism. At that time, the most common mantra that Buddhist disciples heard was "Donor, please stay, this treasure is related to my Buddha" or "Taoist friends, please stay", and this also made countless cultivators criticize it, basically not going out with Buddhist disciples to explore and practice! Because once they find something good, these monks will immediately turn their faces and deny people, and say, "This thing is related to my Buddha".

Hearing the words of the Great Wise Monk, Liu Wei's face became even more gloomy, and three black lines hung on his forehead.

What do you mean, your great wisdom monk wants to accept the master as an apprentice and let the master be a monk? Phew, don't even think about it!

After pondering the language for a while, Liu Wei smiled very cautiously at Dazhi. He had to be careful, because he couldn't figure out the strength of the Great Wisdom Monk at all, that is to say, the Great Wisdom Monk at least had the strength of the Yuan Shen Realm and even the Void Realm!

"That, great monk, we have no fate, no fate! I'm still very attached to Hongchen, and I don't want to be a monk yet, so I always accompany the ancient Buddha! He laughed cautiously twice, and when the Dazhi monk didn't pay attention, Liu Wei instantly turned around and ran away, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, there is fate, there is fate! Donor, you are destined to be a member of my Buddhism! Looking at Liu Wei's disappearing back, Monk Dazhi laughed loudly, and a wisp of Buddha singing sounded like a mosquito sounding into Liu Wei's ears, and Monk Dazhi's figure disappeared into the street. People didn't stop at all, as if this tall monk had never appeared!

"Bah, do you want the master to be a monk? Make your spring and autumn dreams! Provoke the master, a sword will slash you! The sword qi fluctuated, completely shattering the transmission of the Great Wisdom Monk's voice full of Zen singing, and then slandered in his heart. But he is also quite self-aware, and he knows that it is impossible for him to have that kind of strength now, so he can only think about it in his heart.