Chen Ang remotely manipulated the Creation Boy, and in an instant, he set up endless training for Wang Ming, a stupid boy, and made sure that he formed a fate with Baiyang Zhenren before he arrived at Fengdong Mountain, and the immortal inheritance of the Dao system in this realm is certainly biased towards the reincarnation of the old man or the righteous path monk who has practiced for many generations, but it does not exclude people who are destined to obtain the Dao system. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As for whether Wang Ming is destined or not, even if he is not, Chen Ang has countless means to make him be, it is nothing more than a tortuous process, but it is not him who is tossing, so he doesn't care about it.

Routinely using the true fire of the sun extracted from the morning sunlight to temper the flame of the everbright lamp, Chen Ang turned into a rainbow and returned to the Qixia Temple.

Just in time for Li Ning and others to say goodbye to him, he sent them to Guanmen, on the way he saw Wang Changluo looking at his eyes differently, and after a little thought, he understood, it turned out that Wang Changluo had already guessed what Wang Ming had done, after all, he was a big salt merchant who went south and north, and Wang Ming revealed a lot of flaws, and he could guess it when he went back and thought about it a little.

It's just that he pretended to be stupid in front of Chen Ang, and Chen Ang was happy to let him pretend to be stupid, anyway, it was not Chen Ang who would be unlucky in the future.

At this time, it has passed the best time of cultivation, the vitality of heaven and earth has changed from the purity of the morning to the restlessness of the noon, and it happened that the sloppy monk was sweeping in the courtyard after finishing the morning class, and when he saw Chen Ang, he smiled and said: "Yesterday you picked the feathers of the Mengdao people's love birds, that thing is a straightforward character, I'm afraid I won't rest with you." ”

"Even if he wants to calm things down, I won't! He has been indulging in birds and hurting snakes for ten years, and I can't deal with him when my spiritual consciousness has not recovered, so can I just brush it off now? How can there be such a good thing? Chen Ang sneered.

"Alas!" The sloppy monk sighed and said, "Why do you have to do this kind of battle of will? ”

"Fate is wonderful. At the end of the wind and Qingping, the calamity occurred in the slightest, and we cultivators are not stubborn stones, if we are not moved by our spirits, how can we make friends in the world? If Meng Daoren is a Taoist friend who is destined, he can naturally turn enemies into friends, so I am fortunate to meet a Taoist friend, if it is an enemy in the previous life, he can respond to the catastrophe and talk about the high and low. Chen Ang said indifferently.

The sloppy monk said bitterly: "That's it! That's it! I have some friendship with both of you, and when the time comes, I will turn around from it, so as not to have a bad relationship in this world. Evil causes and evil consequences, accumulation is the calamity of the world, if it is not for the mixed yuan Taoist friends are too reluctant, the good and the bad are uneven, and the evil is deep, why not ...... with Emei"

"Keep the right and ignore the mistakes, and eliminate the evil." Chen Ang said lightly: "How can you lose my swordsman's ambition?" ”

The sloppy monk saw that there was a lot of inappropriateness in the courtyard between the two, so he beckoned Chen Ang to his chamber and offered wild tea, although the two were old acquaintances, but after all, Chen Ang had not yet returned to his position at that time, and his mind was ignorant, so he had some friendship, but he had never talked about it.

Chen Ang knew that the sloppy monk Dharma name was Jingming, who used to be a monk next to Qixia Temple, and later because the monks in the temple fought for power and profit, he was driven out of the temple.

It's ridiculous that a group of mortal monks in the whole temple of Qixia Temple actually drove out the only Jingming who had Taoism, but this discussion made Chen Ang peek through Jingming's heels, knowing that he was worshipping the Oriental Medicine Master Rulai Buddha, and cultivating the pure glazed sun and moonlight Rulai Dharma body, paying attention to a pure and unhindered, and the glass was not stained.

It's a pity that it is not compatible with the pure and clear nature, and it hinders the ascension.

Jingming is an interesting character, unlike most of the great Buddhas in this world, Gao Shen Muna, to a bit like the character of the monk Jidian, is a lazy character, sloppy and unkempt, but the cultivation is a pure glazed Dharma body. Chen Ang thought of his care for his advent body when he was ignorant, so he changed the topic and said: "When my spiritual consciousness has not recovered, I have always accepted your care, and I have nothing to reciprocate. ”

Jingming naturally won't know the reputation of the seven true waters in the universe, but how precious the seven true waters are, the heavens are not born and the earth is not long, only the monks who have the same exercises can collect some with the mana of the Yuan Shen, and there is a box of Tianyi true water left by the Tianyi Golden Mother in the Purple Cloud Palace in the East China Sea, which attracts how many good and evil masters to peep, and they want to ask for a few drops to combine their own calamity.

Not to mention this kind of true water that is exactly in line with one's own Dharma body, even if Jingming exchanges the magic weapon that he has painstakingly worked on for three hundred years, it may not be able to impress others to exchange a few drops - most of the magic weapons practiced by others are not compatible with his own family, how can this kind of innate true water with infinite use be useful?

If Jingming gave up a hundred years of hard work, he would be able to refine a few drops, but if the monks regarded the cultivation of the Tao as eyeballs one by one, who would waste their own cultivation for external talents?

Jing Ming thought about it, but after all, he couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it cheekily and said: "Monk, I have been restless in the past few years, and I think that because I am too impatient to refine the Dharma Body by picking the Sun True Fire, I have lost the original intention of purity and peace, and the Fire Temperament of the Pure Glass Dharma Body is restless, and I thought that I would go to the reclamation eye for a hundred years and survive the fire disaster with the water nature, but with the Taiyin True Water fed by Taoist friends, the monk will be able to fade away from the fire and return to purity in a few days." ”

"Rely on Daoyou to survive this catastrophe!" Jingming folded his hands and praised.

After this time, the friendship between the two has reached a higher level, and some more secret things can also be discussed, Chen Ang has learned a lot of things in the cultivation world in recent years from the mouth of the monk Jingming, and has been given a lot of elixirs collected by Qixia Mountain from Jingming.

"What do you count?" Jingming asked with concern.

Chen Ang shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just some obstacles in the past in this world, and it is also related to Daoyou......

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However, it was said that after Li Ning and the others left Qixia Temple, they went all the way down the mountain, passing through the Biyun Pavilion of Qixia Tiger Peak on the way, although the three brothers of Li Ning were born as masters of the inner family, and their feet were light, but most of the people in the group were ordinary people, and Wang Changluo, a pampered owner, was exhausted and had to rest in the pavilion for a while.

Li Ning took a breath, and saw a group of people staggering up the mountain, at this time it was close to noon, when he was about to reach the Biyun Pavilion, he heard someone wailing: "Quick, quick, come to the side and put me down...... I'm going to die again! ”

A small sedan chair with golden silk and bamboo was unloaded, and a white face full of red rashes came out of the sedan chair, and when he saw Li Ning and the others, he scolded: "Why are there still people here, hurry up and drive them down for me!" An old family member next to him hurriedly grabbed him, leaned into his ear and said, "Except for the dismissal, they can't be provoked...... Some masters in the rivers and lakes have extraordinary identities! ”

Then the rash-faced interpreter gasped for breath and said no more.

The old family came up to make amends to Li Ning, Wang Changluo was a big businessman, and on the road, in the spirit of making money with kindness, he didn't care about it.

But Li Ning stared at the dismissal and vaguely thought of something.

At noon, the dismissal suddenly screamed, he was red, as if he was burned by fire, rolling on the ground in pain, and shouted: "Kill me!" I won't let that kid go, I want his whole family to die! It hurts me! The flesh on his aching face trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill him!" Be sure to skin that snake for me! ”

"Master, I can't wait to eat its flesh and sleep its skin!"

(To be continued.) )