"Ahh Master. This. It's a kid's scooter. You. You're going to send this to me." Murong Hong almost wanted to kneel down again for this master.

Come on. That's it. I'm going to ride out. Isn't that making people laugh off the uncle? How old are you. I'm still riding this kind of thing that only children ride.

"Hahaha. It's called wishful speeding. He can be transformed into whatever you want. What means of transportation do you prefer. It's a car. Or a bike. Oh. It's planes, rockets, and ships that can't change. As long as it's on land. This car can be changed."

"Cars. Bicycle. I still like motorcycles. Right. I'm going to want that Harley-Davidson bike. That's exciting."

"Good. Then come over and get it. Concentrate on imagining what you want."

"Good.". Murong Hong stepped forward. Hold on to the scooter. Just close your eyes slightly. Think: Let's change. Change it. I love Harley-Davidson the most.

Suddenly. That little scooter. All of a sudden, it turned into a Harley-Davidson with an all-metal shell.

"Wow." Murong Hong looked at this Harley locomotive in surprise.

He remembered the Hellish Detective movie. The Harley-Davidson bike ridden by Hell's Detective. That's the one with the fire under the wheels.

Suddenly. That Harley locomotive under the wheels. A fire was also ignited.

"Wow. It's amazing." Murong Hong was stunned. That's what you think. That's it.

"Master. Can I ride it?"

"Absolutely. You can ride it anywhere. Go for it."

"Thank you, master." Murong Hong got on the locomotive. I gave him a flying kiss." Master. I love you to death. Your meet-and-greet gift is so cool. In vain."

He twisted the handle. This Harley locomotive. Like an arrow off the string. I rushed towards the stone wall.

Damn it. It's not about hitting a stone wall anymore. Don't.

But. Strange things happen.

This powerful Harley locomotive. Broke through the stone wall. And flew out.

Murong Hong and the car were unscathed. Pierced through the thick stone walls. It's like passing through a cloud of air.

Murong Hong rode his own Harley-Davidson flying car. Rushed out of the stone wall. Flew out of this temple again.

But when he drove the car outside the temple gate. But I remembered: I should go back and say goodbye to this Bodhisattva master before leaving. After all, people have given themselves so many meeting gifts. Why don't you have any courtesy? Or. I'll leave some incense money for the temple.

But. He turned around. But he was stunned.

The temple of the Medicine Ghost King behind him. It's gone.

"Ahh Master. Master." Murong Hong shouted.

"There you go." At this time. The voice of the Medicine Ghost King Bodhisattva came from the air.

Murong Hong looked up. But I saw the possession of the medicine ghost king Bodhisattva. That is, his little girl's master Yu Lin. Standing in mid-air with the old tree. Beneath them were two puffy clouds.

"Ahh Master. Tree old."

"Murong Hong. You have obtained my true biography. Since then. The mission of the Medicine Ghost King Temple has also been completed. Later. Do more good deeds. Cure the sick and save people. Eliminate the evil and help the weak." Yu Lin said with a smile.

"Thank you, master." Murong Hong knelt down to the sky and bowed. Master. Are you going somewhere?"

"I'm going to the underworld to assist my master, Jizo King Bodhisattva. Later. You just follow this Cui Lingguan."

"Cui Lingguan." Murong Hong was stunned.

"It's this old tree." Yu Lin pointed to the old tree beside him. He was a big locust tree. Because it has been next to the Buddhist temple for a long time. Listen to the scriptures every day. Eventually, it became a locust tree spirit. And was named a spiritual official by the Jade Emperor. Today. His doom is fulfilled. It is possible to completely take off the tree. And the adult form. This time, you will also take a trip to the underworld with me. Later. If you encounter something like a ghost hunt. You have confusion to point out. You can come to Cui Lingguan. He'll point you out."

"Thank you, Cui Lingguan." Murong Hong also bowed to Cui Lingguan.

"Murong Heavenly Master. Your mana is stronger than mine. He is my master's disciple again. How dare I accept this worship from you?" Cui Lingguan said with a smile. Oh. Your position is higher than mine. I'm just a spiritual officer. But you are a Heavenly Master. I can't help it. It's really a pain in the face."

"I am the Heavenly Master." Murong Hong was stunned.

"That's right. MURONG Hong. You will succeed Zhong Kui in the future. Become the protector of the whole world and the great heavenly master of eliminating ghosts." Yu Lin said. Merely. Your present ways. It's just a second-level Taoist. Later. You also need to concentrate on cultivation. Do many good deeds. So much merit. to fulfill the mandate of heaven."

"Destiny." Murong Hong suddenly realized. My heart rejoiced very much.

Not only has he now been upgraded to a second-level Daoist. Future. He will also become the successor of the ghost hunter Zhong Kui. Become a great celestial master. Disastrous. It's amazing.

In Taoism. There are not many people who can be called "Heavenly Masters". Founder of Taoism, Zhang Daoling. He was called "Zhang Tianshi" by later generations. Murong Hong naturally knew the status of this Heavenly Master. How sublime it is.

But. This old locust tree spirit Cui Lingguan's spiritual official position. What a level? Follow me, the position of the Heavenly Master. How many levels is there? Murong Hong frowned. I couldn't help but ponder.

It seems to have seen through this apprentice's mind. Yu Lin said: "Murong Hong. Cui Lingguan is just a spirit official. It's your Dharma Protector. But he is not only a protector of the Dharma. I will also oversee you as a teacher. If you're thinking wrong. Not only is the road ruined. There will also be a damnation on it. You must always listen to Cui Lingguan's teachings. Enlighten and practice a lot every day. Don't be lazy. Remember, remember."

"Got it. Master." Although Murong Hong promised so. But in my heart I don't think so.

Dare to love this spirit official is to give me a hand as a heavenly master. It's like my assistant.

"But. . . Master. How do I find Cui Lingguan? Don't. I have to go to this mountain every time." Murong Hong thought of another question.

"No need. The big locust tree in Cui Lingguan's original body is now also full of merit. It's not on this mountain." Yu Lin said. You just have to have something. Naturally, he will come to you. As long as your heart desires it. Telepathy. He will come naturally. You don't have to look anywhere."

Murong Hong raised his eyes and looked. Really. Not only that temple. It's the old locust tree next to the temple. It's gone, too.

"Alright. We're going to go first. Go and save that friend. Remember. Be sure to get him to speak out about the mistakes he's made in the past. Sincerely amend. So. to cure him."

"But. . . Master. You haven't taught me to recite the scriptures. You don't all have this sutra in Buddhism. The one that sutras. Since I worship you as a teacher. You've passed on some of the scriptures to me." Murong Hong said.

"I have no scripture to pass on to you. At first, the Buddha did not pass on words to his disciples. I am afraid that the disciples of later generations will only go around in the scriptures. But I forgot the true meaning of learning Buddhism. You don't have to learn anything at all. As long as you still use the Taoist techniques you learned before, you'll be fine."

"Ahh Murong Hong was stunned again. Talked about it for a long time. Master, you only give me some magic weapons. You didn't get any dry goods to pass on to me."

Murong Hong is an elven man. Although he got the ghost whip and the wishful speed car from this new master. But. This master's inner strength. I don't think I even passed it on to myself. How can this be done? Those two treasures. It's just two things after all. This thing. Sooner or later, it's still someone else's. It's useless to leave your body. Only this kung fu. That's what belongs to you forever. You can't take it away.

"You have obtained the Mani body of my previous life. Meditate as long as you do it every day. It's time for meditation. Naturally, you can cover all kinds of mystical wisdom that I have comprehended in my previous life." Yu Lin said. Neither the Buddha nor the Tao. Although the scriptures recited are different. The way of meditation is different. But the principle is the same. Enter the Buddha with the Tao. Sooner or later, you'll get the right results."

"Really. Murong Hong was still a little skeptical.

"Don't doubt it. MURONG Hong. You have to remember. This monastic practice of Buddha. It depends on the sincerity that you realize. In order to heal the disease and save people, he would rather sacrifice his sincerity. The most important. It's you who have to put yourself to these realizations. Put it in everything in life. Road. And not in the mouth. And in the heart. Road. It's not about what you're thinking when you're meditating. It's when you usually do things. Can you still think so?"

"When doing things. I can still think so." Murong Hong suddenly realized." Master. I understand. You are asking your disciples to have a heart in everything they do in their daily lives. Right?"

Yu Lin nodded. Laughed.

"If you ask about the cause of your past life. The recipient of this life is. If you ask about the consequences of the next life. The doers in this life are. How do you do it now. It's more important than how you say it. Remember. Remember."

Talking. She waved her hand. Just with that Cui Lingguan drove the auspicious clouds. Disappeared into the night sky.

looked at Yu Lin and Cui Lingguan who disappeared into the air. Murong Hong stood there in a daze. Motionless.

Half an hour later. He spoke.

"Wow. Master. Your means of transportation are much better than mine. My wishful ride. No matter how many wheels run on the ground. What about yours. But fly in the sky. And you don't have to refuel. Why don't you teach me how to ride the clouds? Hey."

Murong Hong still felt a little flawed. Think about it at the beginning. Sun Wukong apprentices to Bodhi Patriarch. That's learned seventy-two changes and somersault clouds. The seventy-two changes. How to get out of the way. Changeable; That somersault cloud. A somersault of 108,000 miles. And how fast.

But. What about me. I'm just a variation. And I can't control it yet, I don't know what it will become, and I don't have somersault clouds.

He glanced at the Harley-Davidson that had stopped in front of him. Suddenly a little regretful. He let out a long sigh. It's just that the master is to blame why he doesn't give himself a little more dry goods.

Murong Hong's mortal heart rose again. It's no wonder. Actually, he is not fully enlightened yet. Still just a mortal. Merely. He's a mortal who's more powerful than ever.

Before. He is a little Taoist priest who knows how to do Taoism. Right now. He's a Daoist who knows more about Taoism. In the final analysis. He's just a Taoist priest now. The Path of the Heavenly Master. For him. It's still a long time.

Murong Hong drove the car, although he was not very satisfied. But it's okay with the Harley locomotive. Run wild. I came to the First Hospital.

To his delight. He could have used his mind to turn that Harley locomotive. shrunk down to a toy model the size of half a palm; And the ghost whip can also be conjured out of the hand at any time and turned back. These two treasures. but did not occupy much of his place. It's just that. The extra joint in his fingers. It always looks very conspicuous. I also feel a little uncomfortable.

Murong Hong strode into the ward. In there. Qi Rufeng is still asleep. And his father, Qi Weimin. Leaning against the side of the bed. Also asleep.

Murong Hong didn't dare to alarm the father and son. I had to tiptoe over.

He leaned closer. I took a closer look at Qi Rufeng. This Qi Rufeng's face was very pale. The wind outside the window blew on his face. This handsome but pale face. How to look. It's like a copy of his sister Qi Ruyun.

Ruyun. Murong Hong said the name in his heart. He had lived once as this woman. I experienced a different life experience.

A hundred years of repairing the same boat. I can live in Qi Ruyun's body. Had an unforgettable time. This. Isn't it the fate of a thousand years of cultivation?

But. Ruyun is dead. Her body was trampled like that by the gangsters.

One thought of those gangsters. Murong Hong's heart was furious. It surged again.

I'm going to kill those guys. For Huang Pinwen. Avenge Qi Ruyun.

When Murong Hong was looking at Qi Rufeng. Suddenly. Someone tapped him on the shoulder??????