One hundred and sixty-six chapters
Outside the town of Fengchao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A handsome face, but with two white eyebrows, a small novice, walked on foot, aiming for the town.
There is no novice in Great Qin, because the first emperor forbade monks.
Apparently this novice came from another country.
He was dressed in a gray cloth monk's robe, his feet wore mango shoes, his steps seemed to be slow and fast, and every time he lifted his feet, he strangely crossed a distance of more than ten zhang.
At this moment, he was already in the town, and the crowd of people came and went to look curiously at this strange and strange little novice.
Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and said to an oncoming pedestrian: "Donor, the little monk is polite, how can I get to this fantasy shop?"
The pedestrian pointed in one direction and said, "Three thousand steps ahead, the place where the martial arts crystal is written in the door is written." ā
"The donor's merit is immeasurable! The little monk thanked him. ā
After thanking him, he followed the instructions of the passers-by and walked away.
He walked to the fantasy store, and Xiao Er greeted him.
"Welcome! Please hand over a Wu Jing to enter. ā
Xiao Shami was about to dig out Wu Jing, and a woman who was not like the world stepped forward and said, "He has a lot of merits, so he is free of Wu Jing." ā
"Yes!"
Xiao Er replied respectfully and stopped caring about Xiao Shami.
As soon as the little novice entered the store, he headed straight for the phoenix.
"Alas!"
He shook his head and sighed softly.
"Little monk, are you dissatisfied with the phoenix blood?"
A gorgeously dressed and clever young man walked up.
The little novice said strangely: "Increasing life for 100 days is too little." The number is also small, and it is very distressing. Each bottle of phoenix blood, the required martial arts, 10,000 medium grades, the little monk is down, and the bag is shy. ā
The clever young man said: "Our store is different from other places, the number depends on the number of people, and the money is not enough to make merit. As for the rest, it's up to your luck."
Little Shami clasped his hands together and said, "Good, good, little brother, the little monk wants to see your master." ā
The clever boy wondered, "Why is this?"
Xiao Shami said: "The little monk wants phoenix blood, but there are not many martial crystals. And this phoenix blood must be the blood of a true phoenix. ā
"The blood of the true phoenix is there, but it requires 100,000 merits and 1,000 martial crystals. ā
The woman who spoke at the door appeared behind the little novice at some point.
Xiao Shami glanced at the woman, smiled strangely, ignored her, and said eagerly to the young man: "The little monk wants to see your master, now, immediately, immediately." ā
A big man came over and said, "What do you want to see me?"
Xiao Shami asked with a puzzled expression, "You are the master of this place?"
Dahan nodded: "Yes!"
Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and said, "The donor is not very similar." ā
Dahan patted his chest and said, "Why don't I look like it?"
Xiao Shami said: "The little monk came to Daqin on foot from the Tang Dynasty, and he met all kinds of people along the way, each with his own way, and the aura of the donor is not like the master here. ā
"Then do you think I don't look like the master here?"
A young man with a sallow face but a strange breath walked out.
Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and saluted: "Although I don't see the real face, there is no doubt that he must be the master here." ā
The person with a sallow face is none other than Ye San with a human skin mask.
He was chatting with the dryad when he heard what the other party said and walked out.
Seeing that this little novice was so sure, Ye San opened his mouth and laughed: "You are from the Tang Dynasty, shouldn't you go to the West Heaven?"
Xiao Shami unexpectedly understood.
He replied: "Tang Sanzang, who went west, and the little monk's name is Da Rulai, so naturally there is no need to go west." ā
Ye San's face changed and said, "You are ......"
Xiao Shami interrupted: "The little monk is not who the donor thinks. ā
Ye San said: "There are no monks in Great Qin, you really came from the Tang Kingdom?"
Xiao Shami said: "The little monk is indeed from the Tang Kingdom, and he is specially here for the benefactor. ā
"For me? interesting, you are not the traverser I think, but you know Tang Sanzang, and you have come all the way to find the third master. What kind of mystery is this?"
Ye San's face was full of doubts.
Xiao Shami said: "The little monk came here for two things, one is the blood of the true phoenix, and the other is to ask the donor a few questions. ā
A golden light flashed on Ye San's forehead, and Xiao Shami's information appeared instantly.
"Name: Da Rulai. Merit: 15w. Karma: 15. Special Item: Heart of Compassion. ā
"It's really called Darulai. ā
Xiao Shami looked at Ye San and said, "Did the donor confirm that the little monk did not speak in a panic?"
The corners of Ye San's mouth curled slightly: "You are a little monk who is actually called Da Rulai, so you are not afraid of the trouble that Zhenru will come to you?"
Xiao Shami said with a serious face: "The little monk is not afraid, the little monk is not only called Da Rulai, but also more powerful than the real Rulai in terms of ability." ā
Ye San pursed his lips, half of which he didn't believe it. But he didn't want to dwell on this matter, so he said, "Don't you want the blood of the true phoenix?" I can give it to you, but I want your merit and compassion. ā
The little novice said: "Yes, but the donor needs to answer a few questions from the little monk first." ā
Ye San said with interest: "You can ask, but I don't promise to answer." ā
The little novice asked, "Does the benefactor know that good is the worst of evil?"
Ye San nodded, indicating that he knew.
Then he asked, "What would happen to a man who was divided between good and evil?"
Ye San said: "Then you should ask the person who is divided between good and evil." ā
Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and said, "Ami Tofu! The donor is the one who divides good and evil." ā
"It's not funny. ā
Ye San shook his head, but there was a trace of worry hidden in the depths of his eyes.
Xiao Shami didn't mind, but continued to ask: "The evil one wants to kill the good one, and the two are one, how do you say this knot should be resolved?"
Ye San said: "It's very simple, pray to me." ā
Xiao Shami nodded and said, "What if that person is you?"
Ye San couldn't help but think of the cold Sanye that Wumao told him, and said with a cold eye: "Who are you?"
The little novice said: "The little monk is as good as coming. ā
"What's the purpose?"
Xiao Shami said: "Ask questions, ask for the blood of the true phoenix." ā
Ye San looked at Xiao Shami up and down and said, "What questions are there to ask at one time?" ā
The little novice said, "The little monk has one last question. ā
Ye San said: "Ask." ā
"Are you Ye San good or evil......?
Xiao Shami's question, the entire fantasy shop fell silent.
Wei Xiaosheng, Ye Hu, Xiao Er, Dryad, Ye San, all fell into a state of confusion.
Only Simao was not affected in any way.
Xiao Shami looked at Simao, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"Is it good or evil?"
The five words are like wonderful sounds from the sky, directly torturing the hearts of Ye San and everyone.
What is goodness? Benefiting the world is good. What is goodness? Human beings are inherently good.
The newborn have no good and no evil, so how can they be good?
No good and no evil is good.
Where there is good, there is evil. Evil is extremely good, and good is extremely evil.
The world is an evil world, there are no good words, it is good to save evil, and good will end up evil.
The thoughts of good and evil kept flashing in Ye San's mind, and all the knowledge on the earth intertwined and collided in the bottom of his heart.
"I, Ye San, care about good and evil, just be a person. ā
Ye San instantly got out of the problem of the little novice.
"Are you enlightened?"
Little Novice Road.
"Uncle Wu!"
Ye San stretched out a middle finger to Xiao Shami, glanced at everyone, and saw that they were still stupid.
"Wake up!"
He induced the will of the martial arts and snorted.
Ye Hu and the others woke up suddenly.
A few people were about to ask.
Ye San said: "Don't ask, what to do, what to do." ā
"Yes!"
Several people suddenly got busy.
Ye Sandao: "You are not an ordinary little monk. ā
Xiao Shami smiled: "The little monk has always said that he is very good when he comes. ā
Ye San said: "Say, what are you looking for me?"
Xiao Shami said: "It's time to ask, now the little monk wants to buy the blood of the true phoenix." ā
Ye San looked at Xiao Shami fixedly, took out a piece of paper, and at the same time pinched the doppelganger in his hand and said: "The price of the blood of the true phoenix has risen, and now I not only want all your merits and compassion, but also know your origin." ā
"Since this is the case, this little monk with the blood of the true phoenix can only sigh with admiration. ā
Xiao Shami said that the whole person dissipated like smoke, and did not give Ye San the slightest chance to make a move.
"Master, this man's body comes from the system. ā
Simao, who had been silent, broke through.
"From the system? But I haven't done anything like that. Ye San's expression changed.
Simao said: "The body used by this person is the true body of Rulai, the method of cultivation is the Taoist one-qi transformation and three-purity, and the soul is artificially condensed. ā
"Ding! Limited-time mission release: Kill Da Rulai, limited to three months......"
"Shut up!"
A golden light flashed on Ye San's forehead, and the system sound stopped instantly.
He looked at where Xiao Shami was standing, and asked Simao, "What are the defects of the artificially condensed soul?"
Simao said: "Artificially condensed souls do not have true spirits and cannot become the master of the plane. ā
Ye Sandao: "Why didn't you speak just now......?"
A hint of lying flashed in Simao's eyes and said, "Master......!
Ye San interrupted: "You have a soul, right?"
Simao nodded and said honestly: "Yes!"
"I knew that a monk was not a good thing, but I didn't expect that a little monk was not a good thing either. ā
After Ye San finished speaking, he looked at Simao fixedly and said, "I'm going to accept the artificial soul that entered your body, are you okay?"
Simao said: "Simao has no opinion. ā
The golden light on Ye San's forehead flashed, and he instantly put Simao into the system store. (To be continued.) )