When Yuan Xing returned to Tianchan Temple, he entered the meditation mode, just waiting for his eyes to regain his sight. This is a few months, and in the blink of an eye, it is the autumn of the year. The progress was much faster than expected, and before the expected two years of Jin Cicada arrived, he cultivated into Tianyantong. Now you can return to the modern world at any time.

But human beings have feelings, in this Tianchan Temple, he has lived for 16 years, how many 16 years of life are there? Over the years, although he was in hardship and even starved, after all, this place sheltered him from the wind and rain, allowing him to grow up smoothly, and the people in the temple did not treat him harshly, and the master, abbot and senior brother taught him all his skills. If you want to leave now, is it reluctant to summarize it?

The day before leaving, he quietly walked around every corner of the monastery. Everywhere I went, the scenes of martial arts, work, and study always appeared in my mind and lingered.

That night, he entered the Master's meditation room and knelt down to give a salute: "Master, the disciple is leaving." ”

"Let's go?" Master Fuguang was a little surprised: "Where can you go?" ”

"Travel around and go home too." Yuan Xing pressed his head very low.

"Family ......" The old monk was stunned for a long time before he said: "I know that you have a big heart, and you have a premonition since you entered the temple." Just remember to come back and see. ”

Yuan Xing was stunned, he choked up on what he wanted to say before, his eyes were red but he didn't answer, and kowtowed three times, he knew in his heart that he might not have a chance to come back after he went. The old mage stared at him, as if he understood something, and sighed, "Go, go" and his voice was a little choked.

Before dawn on the second day, Yuan Xing packed up, and no one was alarmed, and quietly left the temple. Soon after he left the line, he suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, and when he turned his head, he saw a thin figure standing silently at the temple gate, he sniffled, and the scenes with the master for so many years flashed in his mind, and the tears could not be held back anymore......

"Why be so sad, it's not like you're not coming back." The appearance of the golden cicada was as sudden as usual.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Xing froze suddenly.

"You have a deep connection with this world, and you will return to the end of cause and effect."

"Why didn't you say it sooner."

"You didn't ask." Jin Cicada's answer made him grit his teeth.

"Dog system." Yuan Xing scolded, then wiped his tears, turned to the direction of the temple and shouted in the loudest voice: "Master, I will come back......"

Yuan Xing thinks that he has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he is already a martial arts master. But he miscalculated, high martial arts does not mean that he has a good sense of direction, and there is no one who can get lost for three days on the edge of the forest park in the context of the great development of modern society. Fortunately, when he finished eating the dry food he was carrying, he was about to dig up some wild vegetables and mushrooms to eat, when he met a ranger patrolling the mountain.

Under the guidance of the kind ranger, he finally knew his location. In fact, as long as he walked in a straight line to the east for three hours at the teleportation location that day, he would see the national highway. No matter how bad it is, you can still walk up the mountain, and there is a famous local spot on the mountainside. If you go in the wrong direction, don't be afraid, as long as you climb to the top of the mountain, there will be a cable car to sit on. But he didn't choose any of them, but magically found an artificial path around the mountain and into the primeval forest, deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper......

By the time Yuanxing appeared on the side of the road with a stick, it was already early morning on the fourth day. He looked at the sparse traffic on the road, thought for a moment, turned and turned into the woods. When I went down the mountain, I deliberately wore the best outfit, but I didn't expect there to be such a toss, the corners and cuffs of the clothes were torn several times, and the cloth shoes were even more scratched.

He put away his clothes in distress, he only had two outer robes, and although he had a few patches in his baggage, he was the cleanest at this time. As for the shoes, there is no way but to wear them first.

After changing his clothes, tying his burden back on, and taking care of it up and down, he stood on the side of the road again, and stretched out his hand to signal, hoping that some kind person would take a ride along the way.

Probably because it's early in the morning, people just want to go home early. Or maybe he wasn't a beauty, he didn't have a banknote in his hand, and of course it was more likely that he was taboo about his unique dress and shiny bald head, and the cars that came and went sped in front of him without stopping.

He withdrew his hand and sighed, no longer counting on it, for now it seemed that he could only rest for a while, and walk down the road back to the city to talk about anything else.

Just thinking about it, there was a sharp siren in the distance, and following the sound, I saw a long line of fire trucks coming from a distance, and soon came to the front, the windows were open, revealing the tired and smoky young faces.

This is where the fire fighters who came back from the rescue. Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, then sorted out his clothes, bowed down sincerely, and recited the Buddha's name to give gifts.

The convoy was very long, and when the whistling sound was far away, Yuan Xing straightened up and marched in the direction of the convoy.

"This mage, do you want a ride?" At this time, a police car at the end of the convoy in front suddenly stopped, and then reversed to him, and the passenger window was lowered, revealing a pretty face full of smiles.

"Wow." I was not polite, I opened the back door and sat in, feeling in my heart that the people's police were reliable at the critical moment.

But as soon as he sat in the back seat of the police car, the muscles in his body suddenly tensed, and they returned to normal in an instant.

"Amitabha, poor monks, thank you to the donors." He chuckled.

"There is no shop in front of the village and no shop in the back of this area, where does the little master come from? Where are you going? The person who spoke was the short-haired middle-aged man sitting next to Yuan Xing, that is, this person, which made Yuan Xing instinctively vigilant when he got into the car, the other party was a practitioner, and his kung fu was not weak.

"The poor monk has been doing penance in the mountains all year round, and now he is going home." Yuan Xing replied in his mouth, but secretly used the magic power he had just practiced to open the eye of heaven. In an instant, there was a burst of coolness at the center of his eyebrows, and the world in his eyes had changed dramatically, and the middle-aged man who made him jealous had a red and black aura hovering above his head. And the policewoman in the co-pilot seat in front of him emitted a blue light, which was also quite dazzling.

It's a pity that this is the first time he has used the Heavenly Eye, and he doesn't know what the various colors and breaths that appear in front of him represent. Curiously turned out of the car, under the early morning sun, the world in front of him was colorful, all kinds of light were mixed, and wisps of purple air were floating in the sky.

That's supposed to be Reiki, right? How strong is it? In fact, when he just wore it back, he noticed that something was wrong, it seemed that the aura of this blue star world was much richer than that in the Tianchan Temple, and when he asked the golden cicada, the other party seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again, and he couldn't wake up.

It seems that this world that I thought was peaceful and stable is not simple. He was stunned, but the middle-aged man looked very enthusiastic: "Where is the mage's house, do you need our help?" ”

"Ugh." Yuan Xing came back to his senses and scratched his bald head: "The poor monk is from the island city, and this time he went down the mountain not only to go home, but also to do asceticism." There is no need to help or anything, we have hands and feet, and we will always starve to death. He rejected the other party's kindness and instinctively did not want to have more contact with people in the government, because it often meant trouble.

"Coincidentally, you and Xiao Xia are still fellow countrymen." The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice his estrangement, and his tone was still warm. And the Xiao Xia in his mouth, that is, the beautiful policewoman in the passenger seat, turned her head in surprise when she heard this. I face it with the edge line.

Yuan Xing couldn't help but lose color, and hurriedly turned his head, but when he saw the middle-aged man's face clearly, he was even more shocked, and he endured it so that he didn't make a sound, closed his eyes and lowered his head, showing panic. I couldn't help but curse in my heart, this damn Tianyantong, Mingming's eyes are in the center of his eyebrows, but he has been blind for two years, who would have thought that there would be such sequelae.

It's not that our Yuanxing Master has been cultivating in the mountains for many years, and the six roots are clean and look at beautiful women like pink skeletons, how to say it, some things are too clear to see instead of a good thing, and the so-called clear is that even the small pits on the face, the dark spots on the skin, and the mites under the light makeup foundation can be seen clearly.

is a beauty in the eyes of everyone, but in the eyes of Yuanxing at this time, those few shortcomings are constantly magnified in front of him-...... Zoom in again, and in the end, it's ...... I can't bear to look at it directly.

He forcibly collected his supernatural powers, quietly raised his eyes, and was facing Xiao Xia, and lowered his head again, the sequelae are still there, what should I do if I am so embarrassed? After thinking about it, he folded his hands to his chest and recited the scriptures.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true of the thought and action......"

The beautiful Xiao Xia was a little confused when she saw him like this, but the monk in front of her had never seen a beautiful woman since he was a child, and he was a little stupid in chanting scriptures.

The middle-aged man looked at the fate of bowing his head and chanting the sutra from head to foot, his eyes flashing with a faint light, thoughtful.

After reciting the scriptures six times in a row, the convoy finally arrived in the city, and when it reached a junction, he thanked him and found an excuse to get out of the car and run away.

But he didn't know that the middle-aged man in the car saw that he had walked a little far, looked at his watch, and ordered the driver in front of him: "Let's not go back in a hurry, and slowly drive to follow this monk." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Xia turned back strangely: "The captain thinks there is a problem with this Yuanxing monk?" ”

"This person doesn't look very old, and there is a smell of sandalwood on his body, like it came out of the temple." The middle-aged man smiled: "But he has very thick calluses on his hands, and his movements are also neat, so he is a practitioner." ”

"Maybe they're warrior monks." Xiao Xia is still puzzled.

"So you're a novice, and you're not observant enough. This person has a golden tattoo on his left wrist, which serious monk tattoo now? The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "You didn't notice that he didn't dare to look at people just now?" I really think that people are stupid to recite scriptures, and they can't walk anymore when they look at you, a beauty? ”

"You mean he's weak-hearted? Then he still dares to get into our car? ”

"Maybe." The middle-aged man's tone was still unhurried, and he paused, but he said uncertainly: "Anyway, this person is weird, let's follow up and take a look first......"