The Taoist looked at the souls that slowly disappeared after ascending to the sky, and he knew that they had all been reincarnated. 【aiyohen】

When no soul had risen into the air again, the Taoist stopped chanting.

"It seems that all the resentful spirits here have been exceeded.

It is estimated that the next part of the good deeds will be accumulated, and the day of ascension is getting closer and closer.

It's time for Poor Road to move on to the next place.

Poor Dao can't do anything for you in life, but now Poor Dao can do the last thing for you after death.

Dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

As he spoke, the Taoist stretched out his white right index finger and wrote and wrote in the void, and with the movement of the Taoist's fingertips, a rune composed of light floated in the air.

"Up!" The Taoist shouted in a deep voice.

A raging fire spawned out of thin air, engulfing the ruined village with billowing smoke, turning everything to ashes and leaving what had happened here unknown in the river of time.

The sudden flames caught Wang Yi, who was still in the village, off guard.

"Oops! Why did you suddenly go out of the water! ”

Wang Yi was about to run out in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to pack up his things.

It's a pity that before he could run out, a burning beam fell, smashed on the back of Wang Yi's head, and knocked him out.

The Taoist who was watching the fire outside the village suddenly jumped in his heart.

"Oops! Oops! How can there still be people in the village? I didn't feel the smell of living people in the village before!

Trouble! Trouble! ”

The Taoist slapped his thigh, screamed, and hurried to the burning village.

"But don't hurt that person, otherwise the poor Dao will be guilty, and this good deed is probably gone."

The Taoist followed the guidance of the breath, ran to the door of the small courtyard where Wang Yi was, rushed in, and saw Wang Yi fainting on the ground at a glance in the fire and thickness.

Of course, it is because Wang Yi's figure is very conspicuous in the eyes of Taoists.

"It really is! Such a rich golden light of merit! Either he is virtuous, or he has a prominent family background.

It's no wonder that Poor Dao didn't sense his aura before, this merit golden light can hide his own aura very well and interfere with the cultivator's spiritual sense.

Fortunately, he is fine, otherwise Poor Dao would have to carry a lot of karma this time.

Is it that the poor way is utilitarian, so God used this method to remind the poor way? ”

Looking at Wang Yi, who was covered in golden light, the Taoist looked happy, picked up him who was unconscious on the ground, and ran out quickly like the wind under his feet.

………………

In a shady wood, the Taoist bandaged the wound on the back of Wang Yi's head, and then meditated cross-legged on the side and waited for Wang Yi to wake up.

"Poor Dao has been too utilitarian lately.

The period of feather ascension is approaching, has the catastrophe begun? Heart......

It's still not enough to practice, so you have to calm down. ”

The Taoist turned his head to look at Wang Yi who was in a coma, and a smile appeared on his face.

"If it weren't for this little brother, the poor road would have sunk.

Speaking of which, I owe my little brother a life-saving grace and enlightenment grace.

Not yet. ”

The Taoist shook his head and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

It was dark, the crescent moon hung in the sky, and the Taoist also lit a pile of firewood between the two.

Wang Yi still hasn't woken up, but his expression is not very good, he has been struggling, as if he has encountered something terrifying.

Seeing this, the Taoist pointed a few acupuncture points on Wang Yi's body, and then drew a light talisman to integrate into Wang Yi's body.

All these behaviors of the Taoist made Wang Yi's expression calm and his demeanor became serene.

In the early morning of the next day, the Taoist got up early and began his daily morning exercises.

At this time, Wang Yi also let out a slight moan, and his eyes woke up in confusion.

Seeing this, the Taoist stopped his movements, came to stand in front of Wang Yi, and said a little embarrassed: "Little brother, you woke up, I'm really embarrassed, it's the fault of the poor Dao, and I almost lost your life."

Poor Dao is here to make amends for your sins. ”

As he spoke, the Taoist clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi held his head, looked at the Taoist with a blank face, and asked, "Who are you?" Why is it here? ”

"Poor Dao Yuan Tiangang." The Taoist straightened up, his expression was a little embarrassed, his eyes were a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look directly at Wang Yi. "Little brother, what's wrong with you? But what's uncomfortable? ”

"Who am I? Why is it here? ”

Wang Yi held his head in his hands, and the picture in his mind was intermittent.

"Fire—fire! Fire...... It's on fire! Come on! Run ......"

"It hurts! I can't think of anything......"

Drops of sweat the size of soybeans dripped from Wang Yi's forehead, and he held his head, kneeling on the ground, constantly patting the sides of his head, hoping to relieve the pain.

Seeing this, the Taoist put Wang Yi to sleep a little behind his head.

Helping Wang Yiping to lie down, the Taoist looked at the sky helplessly.

"Heaven, do you want me to do this to repay him for his kindness to me?"

………………

When Wang Yi woke up again, he sat on the ground with a confused face.

The Taoist named Yuan Tiangang also did not use words to arouse Wang Yi's memories of bad memories.

"Who am I? Who are you? Wang Yi asked blankly.

"I'm your master, Yuan Tiangang." Yuan Tiangang replied: "Of course you are my apprentice!" As for the past, you were injured and had amnesia before, so it's okay if you can't remember it.

Starting today, you have a new name......"

Yuan Tiangang suddenly spoke, and he saw a jade pendant that fell out of Wang Yi's arms.

Picking up the jade pendant, there is only one word "Yi" on it.

"Was that his previous name?"

Smiling slightly, Yuan Tiangang had a plan in his heart: "Your name is Yuan Yiqing." ”

"Oh...... That's right. I know. Master. Wang Yi, who was expressionless, nodded, but from now on, his name was Yuan Yiqing.

"Come, go with the teacher, and go to the next place.

But before that, you'll have to change your clothes. ”

Yuan Tiangang quickly entered the role of the master, he reached out and pulled up Yuan Yiqing, who was sitting on the ground, and then reached out and pulled out the big sleeve of his Taoist gown, and took out a set of gray Taoist gown and a wooden hairpin.

"Here, put it on." Hand the clothes in his hand to Yuan Yiqing.

After taking the clothes, Yuan Yiqing glanced at his body and found that the clothes on his body were stuck with a lot of black ashes for unknown reasons, and they were torn a lot.

took off his outer clothes, put on a Taoist gown that didn't fit well, and then inserted the wooden hairpin into his bun, Yuan Yiqing looked at Yuan Tiangang: "Master, I shouldn't be your apprentice, right?!" ”

When Yuan Tiangang heard this, his face turned slightly red, and he smiled, and he asked rhetorically: "Yiqing, why did you suddenly say that?" ”

"Master, although I have amnesia, it doesn't mean I'm stupid.

If I really were your apprentice, why wouldn't you have my clothes that fit?

Obviously, what I'm wearing now should be yours. Yuan Yiqing said with a serious face.

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