"To be the master of the Buddha country, the six roots must be pure and cut off the mortal dust." Master Qingyuan sighed: "I have high hopes for you, with your luck and spiritual root, it is only a matter of time before you ascend in the future. ”

"How can a person who cultivates immortals be confined to mortal feelings?"

Seeing that the dust did not speak, Master Qingyuan said, "Who is there in your heart?" ”

Guo Ranchen's eyes flashed slightly: "Master, during that time, it was just a loss of memory, and the disciple would definitely give it up." ”

Qingyuan shook his head: "I didn't mean this. He raised his hand and took out a lamp: "This is your soul lamp, when it was extinguished, I thought you were dead, and then it couldn't be lit anyway." ”

"Three days ago, it was suddenly lit."

When Zhanchen raised his eyes, the light was quite faint, but it was really burning.

"This is not the first time such a vision has appeared." Qingyuan looked into his eyes: "You look up at me." ”

"Yes." Guan Zhanchen raised his head and looked directly into Qing Yuan's eyes.

"Dust, do you remember when you were fourteen years old?" Although he asked a question, he didn't want to answer with dust, and there was a trace of worry in his expression: "I should have shaved your crown that year and helped you sit on the throne of the country." ”

"In this way, you will become the youngest ruler in the history of the Buddha Kingdom."

"Do you remember what happened that day?"

Guo Ranchen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a while, he nodded: "Disciple remembers." ”

Under the Bodhi tree, the fallen leaves fluttered, and the master raised the razor, but it did not fall.

The leaves that fell on his shoulders withered and turned to ashes when touched......

A fourteen-year-old boy should have been the most innocent time without any distractions, and he grew up in the Buddha country since he was a child, Qingyuan even checked it himself, and he showed no signs of taking it away.

If this is the case, how can it be unfinished?

"What is hidden in your heart? I am the master who guided you to grow up and grow up to this day, and I can tell you anything. ”

"My Buddha is merciful, and the old man assures you that if you tell me, I will not touch her, okay?"

The dust of the situation raised his head slightly, and his heart was full of bitterness.

Is it guaranteed......

He still remembers that an uncle once liked a girl from another country.

It is true that the teachers and uncles did not touch her.

Later, the girl killed herself in Qingxi.

Back then, he thought that he was a decent family and would never have such a thing.

Later, after experiencing countless killings, and his hands were stained with the blood of demon cultivators, he didn't know until he knew.

Human nature is like this, and all beings are no different.

It's just that it's his duty to eliminate demons and defend the way.

"Dusty?" The teacher's low call brought him back to his senses.

"Hmm." He replied, "The guru doesn't have to ask. The disciple has never deceived in his daily life, and you should know it well. ”

Qingyuan frowned and took a step back: "The person before, I don't ask again, it's just that now this girl, are you still satisfied?" ”

"It's better to welcome her back to the Buddha country......"

A touch of awe flashed under his eyes, and he bowed down and said, "Master doesn't need to mention it again, you also know the tradition of my country. ”

When the mother of the country gives birth to a son-in-law, she will be beheaded.

This is iniquity.

He didn't want his daughter-in-law to go through such a thing. And, this time ...... yourself I shouldn't be able to go back alive.

"The disciple is only shallow in learning, and it is difficult to become a great tool, so please ask the master to choose another country." He also smiled bitterly in his heart when he made this request.

With such a revered status as the Buddha Kingdom, not everyone can be the head of the country.

Looking at the whole country, the only one who is qualified to sit in this position is the middle of the Yuan Infant and the son of the former head of the country.