"It's just a little trick. ”

Shaking the bamboo stick in his hand, Bai Mei dusted off the dust on his sleeve, and then used the bamboo stick to draw a Taoist character on the ground like a dragon and a snake.

"Since the teacher broke through the Origin Dao Realm, although his cultivation has been abolished, he has become a mortal. But in fact, he has unloaded the burden of strength, and he has seen a lot of things clearly for the teacher. ”

Stretching out his hand to wipe Jiang Ming's eyes, the white eyebrows pressed Jiang Ming's shoulder, and the scene in front of the two suddenly changed dramatically.

Heaven and earth are gone, and all things are hidden.

At this moment, in front of Bai Mei and Jiang Ming, countless luminous luminous bodies like the rhizomes of a big tree appeared.

"See, these shaped like the rhizomes of big trees are the avenues we have been pursuing, and these avenues are thick and thin, strong and weak.

The stronger roots extend into more tiny roots, which gradually converge upwards.

And we are actually the soil around these roots, and we try to get closer to these roots, while absorbing the nutrients of the same kind, strengthening ourselves, intending to merge into these roots and branches, and become a more powerful being. ”

With Bai Mei's help, Jiang Ming instantly came into contact with the true face of the Great Dao of Ten Thousand Worlds, which only an existence of the ancient saint level could see.

"Master, if the avenue we pursue is just the root and branch of this big tree. And what are the branches of this big tree?"

The purpose of silently absorbing nutrients from the roots and branches hidden and underground with blinking eyes is actually to provide nutrients to the branches of the body.

Bai Mei said that the Great Dao of Ten Thousand Worlds was the root branch of a big tree, so what were the branches that they had worked so hard to support? This made Jiang Ming a little puzzled.

"The day you become a branch, you will understand that the branches of this big tree are there. ”

didn't tell Jiang Ming directly, Bai Mei took away the hand that was on Jiang Ming's shoulder, and the strange time in Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly disappeared.

Heaven and earth return, and all things return.

"Master, have you become one of the branches?"

After experiencing this mysterious scene, Jiang Ming was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Bai Mei and asked.

Shaking his head with a smile, Bai Mei did not answer Jiang Ming's question, but slowly wrote a sword word in Jiang Ming's palm.

"From now on, I relied on this mark every day and escaped into the Skyclave Realm just now for half an hour. Remember, half an hour, no more, no less.

If you realize something, tell your teacher. When the time comes, I will tell you again, has being a teacher become one of the branches? ”

Nodding heavily, Jiang Ming clenched the sword mark in his hand, turned around and drove the sword light away.

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On the second day after giving Jiang Ming the sword mark and entering the Sky Viewing Realm, Bai Mei quietly left Shushan and left the Diyang Realm.

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Xianming Realm, Great Song Dynasty

A little beggar who took advantage of the boss's inattention to steal two large buns quietly ran away through the alley in a panic, while behind him, the guy at the bun shop was chasing after him with a rolling pin with an angry face.

As a small business along the street, the bun shop did not give the little beggar something to eat, but the little beggar not only ate himself, but also took the extra buns to feed the dogs.

Every day, as long as he is hungry, this little beggar will come to the bun shop to steal the buns, and over time, the people around him also know that there are always beggars in their family who reach into the cage drawer to steal the buns.

So there were fewer and fewer people who came to sell steamed buns, so this time they had to catch the insatiable thief anyway and teach him a good lesson, so that he would never dare to steal buns again.

The little beggar has been hungry since he was a child, and his body is naturally not as good as that of a young and strong man, and when he saw that he was about to be caught, the little beggar had to pout, stopped, squatted down with his head in his hands, and resigned himself to his fate and prepared to be beaten.

Bang!

Just as the little beggar was covering his head, waiting for his fist to be added, a muffled sound suddenly sounded above the little beggar's head.

Looking up in surprise, looking at a fat monk who had been beaten for himself and had begun to bleed down his head, the little beggar looked at him, and then silently raised the bun covered with mud in his hand.

"Donor, the little monk is willing to be whipped by you for this child. ”

Reaching out to take the bun picked up by the little beggar, the fat monk wiped the bun in his hand regardless of the blood left on his forehead, and handed it to the young man in the bun shop.

"Monk, this matter is none of your business. It's called Hanako, and today is the last time. Next time you come and steal our buns, I'll break your legs!"

Looking at the bleeding wound on the fat monk's head, the man swallowed his saliva in a panic, and then viciously threw a sentence at the little beggar, and then picked up the rolling pin in his hand, turned around and walked away quickly.

"The Great Monk ......"

Looking at the back of the guy leaving, the little beggar just wanted to open his mouth to thank the fat monk who had beaten him, but as soon as the words came to his mouth, the fat monk who was still beside him just now had disappeared without a trace.

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Outside Guangming City

The fat monk who had just rescued the little beggar was squatting in front of a stream, scooping up the stream and washing the blood off his face.

"Feed the tiger with your body, and overcome evil with good. is obviously a mortal, but he can withstand sword soldiers without dying, and stay in the mountains and wilderness without being frightened. Monk, you have some skills. ”

Just as the fat monk was washing the wound on his forehead and the blood on his face, a man in cloth clothes and shoes and grass rings appeared behind the fat monk without any life.

Hearing the sudden sound behind him, the fat monk turned around in surprise, as if he was a little surprised when there was an extra person behind him.

"My Buddha is merciful, and the donor praises it. The little monk's qualifications are dull and the Dharma is shallow, so he can only use this stinky skin to pass the world. There is no such magic as the benefactor said. ”

With his hands folded, the fat monk always had a faint gentle smile on his face.

"If it is as you say, the Buddhism in this world should all hang themselves and die. His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the wound on the fat monk's forehead, which had been rapidly fading and healing at a speed that was already visible to the naked eye, and his white eyebrows grinned.

"Monk, how about you and I discuss. If you help me do something, I'll help you spread your Buddha to the whole world, how about it?"

"The little monk is willing to help the donor, but there is no need to promote my Buddha, because my Buddha is in everyone's heart, since it already exists, why should I promote it. ”

He agreed to Bai Mei with a smile, and the fat monk didn't even know what Bai Mei wanted him to help with.

Looking at the fat monk in front of him with interest, he had practiced for thousands of years all the way, and Bai Mei had seen countless conspiracies, cold-bloodedness, betrayal and greed.

But it was the first time I had seen such a frank and kind person, and this feeling of kindness even made Bai Mei a little admired.

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