The remnant sun is like blood, and the sky is crying. A resolute man with a resolute face held a long ge, dressed in beast armor, staring at the universe.

Shao leaned, looked at the woman in the palace costume behind him with a hint of softness in his eyes, pointed to the child in the woman's arms and smiled bitterly: "I was still strange at the beginning, the old bald donkey actually saved me three times, it turned out that my cause and effect was actually in this child." Time is also fate! ”

With a long sigh, the man lifted Changge and prepared to get up!

"But...... Brother Yu, if you go, what is the danger, how can we continue to walk with mother and son. The woman in the palace costume said with red eyes, and the man's body was shocked, but he did not stop.

He said: "On this trip, if I die in battle, you will raise my son to adulthood, if you are lucky enough not to die, three days later, you will come to pick up your mother and son!" ”

The woman in the palace costume wanted to keep it, but in the end she never spoke. Because she knew that at this time, even if she wanted to stay, she couldn't keep it, and the woman couldn't help but cry into tears.

Three days later, perhaps her tears had dried up, and her eyes were red and swollen, she carefully took something out of her arms and hung it around the baby's neck.

He said coldly to the Ice and Snow Wolf King behind him: "Wu'er has a relationship with Buddhism, if someone from Buddhism passes by here, you will hand him over to them." ”

The Ice and Snow Wolf King lowered his head, and the woman in the palace costume turned into a streamer and flew away.

Four years later!

Liujia Village is a remote village on the edge of Qingyang City in eastern China.

There are 100 families living in the village, although there are no big families, but they are relatively well-off.

A little monk is reciting scriptures at the door of a family, the little monk has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, good facial features, and looks like he is only four or five years old, but his mouth is seriously chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"All appearances are vain. If you see things that are not like each other, you will see them as they are......"

Shi Lingjue muttered a profound scripture in his mouth, and the two old men listened carefully to the Buddhist scriptures he recited, muttering Buddha sounds, and a golden light appeared on the little monk's body.

The two old men thought to themselves: The dark injuries in their bodies have improved a lot!

This little guy should have gotten a little bit of Master Huineng's true biography.

Carrying it on its back, the little guy is a bit of a mess! So, when he got to the back, the little guy stopped reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

The little monk blushed and said, "Grandpa Liu, Grandma Liu, Lingjue has forgotten the words, sins and sins!" ”

"It's okay, you're still young, when you become an archmage in the future, you'll recite a complete scripture to your grandparents!" Grandma Liu shook her head and said!

Although Grandma Liu comforted herself like this tonight, the little monk's heart was not comfortable at all, he was so familiar with his back in the small temple, but he forgot about it when he came out to fast, his little face was pink, and the two old men were happy.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "The little guy is so dexterous, he will definitely be an archmage in the future, Wei'er is at your age, and he doesn't know more than half of you." ”

Old man Liu's grandson is called Liu Wei, who entered the county to study martial arts, and it is said that he is only ten years old and is already a master of practicing the sixfold body, and his talent is extraordinary.

At the mention of his grandson Liu Wei, there was a little more smile on the face of the old man Liu Wei.

Shi Lingjue said in a milky voice: "Amitabha, Vigoer must be an immortal who wants to be a great monk, Lingjue, such qualifications are incomparable!" ”

Grandma Liu glanced at it distressedly, and the thin Shi Lingjue said with concern: "Child, look at how thin you are, grandma has made you good food, and now when you are growing your body, how can you not eat enough!" ”

"That's it, the food in your temple is really bad, look! The child's eyes were green with hunger. Grandpa Liu sighed!

The little monk firmly refused, and said: "The master said, monks, you have to learn to do as much as you want to eat, and it is enough for your second elder to give me a rice ball as usual!" ”

The little monk is not greedy, why in the end? He didn't understand, he just felt that what the master said was right.

However, the little monk has a hobby, drinking milk!

According to his master, Master Huineng, he was picked up in a forest, and when he was less than a year old, Huineng thought that even if he picked up the temple, he would not be able to support him at all.

After Master Huineng brought the baby back to the temple, a strange thing happened in the Liuguang Temple, there was actually a spiritual spirit deer, which came to the temple and knelt down!

At that time, in the face of the little spiritual sense that was waiting to be fed, Master Huineng was also at a loss, and later! Master Huineng saw that the spirit deer kneeling outside the temple was actually a doe, still lactating!

Master Huineng was shocked at that time, thinking that this was the fate of Linglu and Lingjue, so he invited Linglu into the temple.

Under the suckling of this spirit deer, it was able to feed the spirit consciousness that was less than a year old.

Grandma Liu looked at Xiao Lingjue, who was still gobbling up the rice balls, her heart was sour, and she said, "Xiao Lingjue, your rice balls are cold!" If it doesn't taste at all, it's definitely not delicious! Grandma will make you a new meal? ”

"No need, Grandma Liu! The master once said that although the tea is coarse and the rice is light, there are all kinds of flavors in the heart, and you can have a full stomach...... Uh, what else did you say......" The little monk stared at a pair of small black eyes, his brows were almost wrinkled, and he tried hard to recall what the master had said!

Grandpa Liu chuckled and said indifferently to Grandma Liu: "Old woman, look at me!" ”

Grandpa Liu walked up to the little monk who was still meditating, and he whispered, "Lingjue, grandpa is very distressed about some things now, and he needs your help!" ”

Shi Lingjue, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Grandpa Liu has something to say!" But it doesn't hurt to talk about it, if there is anything that the poor monk can do, the poor monk will definitely help! ”

The master once said that you must not make a promise, but you must make a promise!

So he knew that Grandpa Liu wanted to ask him for help, and he had to ask clearly before he could agree to him.

Grandpa Liu smiled weirdly and said indifferently: "Grandpa's silver wildebeest, just after giving birth, now there is too much milk, it hurts every day, and it is still screaming there in the middle of the night, can you help Grandpa Liu!" ”

"This ......" Lingjue hesitated! But the saliva ran from the corner of his mouth, and his little hand unconsciously touched his stomach.

"Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, the four are empty, paramita!" Lingjue slowly closed a pair of small eyes, which looked really cute.

Grandpa Liu continued: "Alas! No one drinks the fresh mare's milk from this silver wildebeest, and my wife and I don't like to drink it, so it seems that we can only pour it out! ”

Lingjue's little ears moved! What the? Poured out? This...... The master once told himself that wasting food is punished by heaven! No, you must not let Grandpa Liu make mistakes.

I saw Lingjue clasp his hands together, and then said respectfully: "Amitabha, the master once said that helping others is the foundation of happiness!" The master once said that it is shameful to waste! So please let the little monk share a little sorrow for Grandpa Liu and Grandma Liu! Amitabha, good, good! ”

Then the little monk walked to the backyard of Liu's house with ease, and Grandpa Liu and Grandma Liu did not stop him and let him go.

Grandma Liu smiled: "Old man! Or do you have a way, this kid is really pitiful! Orphaned at such a young age. ”

Grandpa Liu sighed helplessly and said: "This little monk is also talented and intelligent, the last time the immortal master of the Qingshan faction came to our house to see Wei'er, I asked the immortal master to take a look at the qualifications of this little monk by the way, and the immortal master only approved eight words!" ”

Grandma Liu listened to Grandpa Liu's tone, and she knew the result, it seems that the life of this little monk is really bad.

Plagued by curiosity, Grandma Liu still asked Grandpa Liu, "What did the immortal master say?" ”

Looking at the towering Fan'er Mountain ten miles away, where it was the sect of the Qingshan Sect, the old man said lightly: "Heavenly genius, mortal body!" ”

This......... Grandma Liu was shocked, this child was actually the worst mortal fetus! Alas! It is difficult to cultivate immortals.