"It's all right, it's as it should be."

The immortals were angry, thousands of miles away, and Soul Xiaotian didn't want to make the city full of wind and rain because of his own selfish desires.

As he spoke, Lin Zuo pushed over the six silver tickets, "Fang Cai's bet contract can't be counted, and these six thousand taels can't be collected." Soul Xiaotian was about to excuse himself, but he heard him say: "With the strength of the old decay, only six thousand taels can be nothing, and Xiaoyou, you will inevitably be a useful place to walk on the rivers and lakes." ”

Where is Soul Xiaotian willing to accept it, although he is not a gambler, he only knows the truth that he must do what he says.

The two pushed a few times, and seeing that he really refused to accept it, Lin Zuo had no choice but to put the six silver tickets in his arms.

While speaking, Ben Ru girl has returned, with willow eyebrows and small foreheads, as if she has been carefully dressed, she entered the room and bowed slightly, judging the previous foxy posture.

"Master, the city lord has arrived, and he will personally come over to entertain the two distinguished guests soon."

Lin Zuo snorted, counted as an echo, Ben Ru's afterglow glanced at Soul Xiaotian a few more times, and noticed the strange woman beside him, she was a little inferior, although this woman covered her face with a red veil, she was definitely a first-class beauty between the outlines of her eyebrows and eyes, the two of them behaved closely, and at first glance they had a great relationship.

Lin Zuo knew what she was thinking, and after she became famous, she made a promise to the world that whoever could win her three games in a row on the dice, she would make a promise.

This incident was originally a means for Suzaku Fang to recruit gamblers, but she didn't take it seriously. But when Soul Xiaotian outperformed herself with the last dice, there was a slight change in her heart.

At this time, a short and thin man walked in, and Lin Zuo and Ben Ru immediately bowed when they saw it.

"Lord of the Castle."

As soon as Soul Xiaotian saw someone coming, he grinned lightly, it turned out to be you.

This person is actually an old acquaintance, it is Sun Changxiao, who was on the Seven Little Radish Peak and was abolished by Soul Xiaotian.

"Are you going to Yanshan?"

Sun Changxiao obviously didn't recognize the two, and he looked arrogant.

Soul Xiaotian deliberately wanted to tease him, and said weakly: "Exactly, I don't know if City Lord Sun can make it convenient." ”

Sun Changxiao kicked a chair and sat down like a golden knife.

"With your little bit of Taoism, what can you do there?"

Sun Changxiao saw that Soul Xiaotian was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it! After saying goodbye to Wu from the Nanming Dynasty, he came to this Doucheng and got into the same water, relying on superb gambling skills, he mixed into the position of the city lord in just a few years, and also built this remote city into a well-known Vermilion Bird Haodu.

"Oh, I don't know what City Lord Sun means?"

"That Yanshan Mountain is full of rocky land for a hundred miles, and the temperature is extremely high, if you sincerely want to go and see, the city lord is not unable to take you to observe and observe."

Listening to him, it seems that he is trying to ask for benefits for himself.

Soul Xiaotian said: "What the city lord Sun said is extremely true, it is the negligence of this young master, but I have no longevity now, if the city lord can take us to the Yan Mountain, take me back to the mountain, and report to the master." ”

"There is a master of alchemy in my sect, if you need any elixir, even if the city lord Sun speaks, even if it is the holy medicine that repairs the spiritual sea, it is not impossible."

"Really?"

Sun Changxiao stood up violently, with too much force, and the chair under his buttocks turned over on his heels.

Soul Xiaotian's last sentence hit the nail on the head, he didn't want to repair the Spirit Sea all the time and return to the cultivation realm.

"Seriously."

Hearing his promise, Sun Changxiao didn't care whether he was biased towards himself or not, and said respectfully: "Immortal Chief, please come with me." ”

Sun Changxiao took the two of them and walked to a higher floor.

When the three of them disappeared, Lin Zuo relaxed and said to Ben Ru behind him: "Idiot, don't think about it, so as not to fall deeper and deeper, this person is not something you can climb." ”

"Yes...... Really? ”

Ben Ru's eyes were inexplicably low, and she didn't notice at all that her master's pupils were already covered with black.

Coming to the top floor, Sun Changxiao opened the heavy vermilion lacquer door, and a golden light came out, and the attic on the top floor turned out to be an ancestral hall dedicated to the gods.

A statue made of pure gold is enshrined on the god case, the statue is dressed in armor, covered with brocade clothes, King Kong is angry, majestic, and there is a discus-like magic weapon in his hand, this is not the 'discus fairy' on Nanming Lake back then!

Soul Xiaotian froze in place.

"This ...... What is this? ”

Qin Lizhi really couldn't help it, and kept laughing while holding his stomach.

"Don't be rude to the Great Immortals."

Sun Changxiao scolded, solemnly took out three Buddha incense sticks and lit them, bowed three times and then turned around and said: "If you want me to take you to Qiyan Mountain, you must swear in front of the 'Discus Immortal' and not cause harm to the people around you." ”

"Also, you must keep your promise and bring back the elixir that can heal the Linghai for me."

Soul Xiaotian thought to himself, this Sun Changxiao still has some conscience, and it is not a bad thing that he abolished his cultivation that day.

It's just that if you want to incense yourself, it's really unheard of, is this considered to be better than seeking Buddha?

"Hey! Sun City Lord, I have never believed in ghosts and gods, so the matter of incense will be spared! ”

"No, if you refuse to offer incense, you should go back and forth from where you are!"

Soul Xiaotian didn't expect him to answer so resolutely, Qin Lizhi quipped: "Xiaotian, you go and worship, and see if he is spiritual." ”

Soul Xiaotian saw that he really couldn't pretend anymore, and as soon as he held his five fingers, the bones in his body crackled, and after a while, he returned to his original appearance, and his powerful and incomparable spiritual power also emanated.

Sun Changxiao sat on the ground in fright, and said incoherently: "You...... You...... You ......"

Qin Lizhi no longer pretended to be disguised, and tore off the red sand on his face.

"Two ancestors, why are you?"

Soul Xiaotian helped him up, "Senior Brother Sun, don't panic, we have no malice this time." ”

Although Sun Changxiao is in a small city in the East China Sea, the name of the South China Sea Soul Venerable in the past few years can be very scary, the two have had disputes before, and they burn incense and pray day and night, just because they are afraid that he will come to seek revenge one day and take his life.

Seeing that the two of them really had no killing intent, they were a little relieved.

……

Fuyuan Mountain has restored the tranquility of the past, the people who came to take refuge have dispersed, the flowing water is murmuring, the birds leap over the mountains and forests, and the first mountain of Buddhism is a great weather.

Han Kongpan sat on the bank of Qingshui Creek, and behind him was a high wall and a forest of grottoes. But even if he has been enlightened for many years, the dingdong spring water cannot wash away the impetuousness in his heart.

"Watching from the wall, the master is good Zen!"

The person who spoke was dressed in a white robe, old and energetic.

Tianchenzi came, and there was no imaginary panic up and down Fuyuan Mountain, and the monks ate fasting and chanted Buddha, and meditated, just like normal.

"Don't dare, the old immortal is the one who has attained the Tao."

Han Kong didn't squint, quietly staring at the koi fish playing in the clear water.

Tianchenzi disdains it in his heart, what a bald donkey, and the shelf is not small.

"I don't know the result of the Venerable Master's treatment of the old man, but are you still satisfied?"

Han Kong said lightly: "The old immortal eliminates harm for the people and returns the peace of the people to the world, which is a merit, and the little monk does not dare to judge himself." ”

A smug look appeared in Tianchenzi's eyes, and he was very satisfied with his answer.

"The people often say that in troubled times, Taoist priests come down to the mountains to help the needy, and monks only close their doors to avoid trouble.

Master Hankong's lips opened and closed a few times, but he didn't make a sound. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that Buddhism and Taoism do not stand together, and monks and Taoists do not meet.

The two sects each cultivate their own way, each promotes its own method, and in the final analysis, it is to save the suffering and save the suffering, and he used this to slander the Buddhism, which is really a bit excessive.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Tianchenzi said again: "Although it is just a rumor in the market, the old man thinks it is very reasonable. ”

The Venerable Master of Fakong clenched his teeth tightly, and the rosary in his hand was also pinched by him, but he still did not dare to refute it.

Tianchenzi snorted coldly, stood up, and said gloomily: "It is good to be a wall contemplation, and Master Hankong still needs to comprehend more." ”

Then, the breeze blew, and it disappeared silently, after he left, the stream in front of Han Kong kept bursting white bubbles, tumbling violently, and the carp in the water tore each other like a demon, and after the commotion, the red stream was washed by the spiritual spring upstream, leaving only a messy fish bone at the bottom of the river.

The public created murder at the foot of the Buddha Gate, and the warning of the heavenly dust is self-evident.

Han Kong squinted, he let himself be a wall-to-side, obviously, he was preparing to make a move on the Twelve Finger Sword Mountain.