When he got home, Qingyuan had already woken up, and he didn't know where he came from on the futon, and he was sitting on the futon and meditating.

The futon is placed next to the coffee table, which is not short, and it is a bit funny to sit like this on his shoulder.

"Amitabha, donor, this donor needs to be handled properly, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

As soon as he entered the door, Qingyuan turned away from Murong Jing, the anger on Murong Jing's body was too heavy, and if it was not handled properly, it would definitely bring disaster to the people in the world in the future.

Murong Li looked at Murong Jing in his arms, he was silent, or Su Yue turned around, and asked Qingyuan: "Master, thank you for saving the lives of our three brothers and sisters just now, so let's wait for him to wake up, ask some things clearly, and then let him follow the master to the Cloud Mist Temple, master, do you think it's okay?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha is destined to be a person, the donor is destined to be my Buddha, so the poor monk will wait."

Qingyuan glanced at Su Yue appreciatively, the future Feng Hou is smart, he just reminded him and thought of it, he closed his eyes with his hands and meditated.

Murong Li paused when he heard the words, looked back at Qingyuan, and saw that he was meditating with his eyes closed, so he carried Murong Jing into his room, put the person on the bed, came out, and sat down opposite Qingyuan.

Su Yue made a cup of tea for Qingyuan again at this time, and also sat next to Murong Li.

And the Su Qiwen brothers looked at Murong Jing in Murong Li's room, so as not to wake up and do something.

Murong left his mouth and asked, "Master, are you okay now?"

Qingyuan opened his eyes and looked at the tea in front of him, he tasted the tea first, and then his eyes lit up, this tea is really good tea, with aura, this tea is not ordinary.

He glanced up at Su Yue, after her luck returned, not only was the red light on her body flourishing, but the red light also formed a phoenix phantom, intersecting with the dragon-shaped purple pillar on Murong Li's body, Qingyuan was stunned in his heart, and he almost couldn't hold the teacup in his hand.

Qingyuan felt that he was out of shape, and immediately straightened his mind and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk Xie donor cares, thank you for the donor's help, the poor monk is now fine."

"That's good, my second brother......

Qingyuan said slowly: "The past is a thing of the past, and the donor should not exist in the world, so the donor doesn't have to be entangled, that is his best ending, and he can have a good end in the end."

If Murong Jing is obsessed and insists on participating in earthly disputes, wanting to fight for things that do not belong to him, he will eventually harm others and himself.

Not to mention these Qingyuan, presumably with the wisdom of the two of them, they must understand what they should do.

Murong Li nodded and understood, Murong Jing was already a dead person, but now he was still alive, and with his identity, he had nowhere to live.

Murong Jing has been lurking in the Northwest City for a few years, and his power is not small, and if he is in this world, it will cause another bloody storm.

Taking refuge in Buddhism is indeed his best way out, as Qingyuan said, he can still die well in this life.

"Thank you, Master, for your mercy."

Qingyuan smiled, sure enough, the future lord of the world is smart, and it is really easy to talk to such a person.

"The poor monk is insignificant compared to the benefactor's life in the world."

After speaking, he said to Su Yue: "The female donor is safe when she comes, and the phoenix is still nesting, everything has its own destiny, I hope that the female donor will not forget her original intention, so she can always!"

Su Yue's eyes lit up, and his mental power glanced at the two Su Qiwen brothers, seeing that their attention was not here, they should not have heard Qingyuan's words.

"What did the master say about this?"

Has this Qingyuan monk seen her origin?

Qingyuan felt the flash of killing intent on Su Yue's body, and he smiled indifferently: "The female donor doesn't need to panic, the poor monk has no malicious intentions, and the poor monk's words can be tasted carefully."

Su Yue was stunned, the phoenix still has its own destiny, could it be that Qingyuan made her think of this sentence?

The phoenix is still in the morning?

Could it be that she is coming back, not occupying the body of the original owner?

Thinking of Uncle Su and Mrs. Su and their parents in the last days, Su Yue was pleasantly surprised.

She hurriedly asked, "Master, you said I was coming back?"

Qingyuan nodded slightly: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and the thing returns to its original owner!"

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Murong Li was shocked when he heard this: "Did the master say that Yue'er before was someone occupying her body?"

Qingyuan nodded, Su Yue's body and soul were compatible, but there was still a little bit of other breath, and he understood when he looked at her soul before it returned to its place.

The two were pleasantly surprised.

Especially Su Yue, she still thought she was a dove occupying the magpie's nest.

"And the one from before?"

Qingyuan shook his head: "This poor monk doesn't know, since the donor already understands, it's no different to think more, and concentrate on what you should do."

Su Yue said sincerely: "Thank you for the master's advice, the believer should remember the master's precepts."

Su Yue was completely convinced of this master of Qingyuan, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a high monk in this remote place, and it would be good if such a person could be used by them in the future.

It must be very difficult, how can such an enlightened monk enter the mortal world.

Qingyuan smiled and nodded, and after drinking the tea in the teacup, he closed his eyes and meditated silently.

The two glanced at each other, and Su Yue said, "You accompany the master here, and I'll make a little fast."

Murong Li nodded.

Su Yue came to the kitchen, and didn't know what kind of fasting the monks were eating, so he ordered a bowl of noodles for Qingyuan.

The four of them didn't eat either, and they also cooked bowls of noodles for the four of them by the way.

In the hall, as soon as Su Yue left, Qingyuan opened his eyes, he looked at Murong Li and said, "The donor will take the common people in the world as his own responsibility, and he must not kill innocents indiscriminately, Yin and Yang are combined, and the world will be peaceful."

After speaking, Qingyuan closed his eyes again.

Murong Li couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, he was still thinking about what Qingyuan said to Su Yue before, saying that she was a phoenix and a dynasty, and the phoenix represented the queen.

Now he said this to him again, saying that he will be the lord of the world in the future, and saying that yin and yang are combined, which means that he and Yue'er must be united, and the world will be peaceful.

"Donor, the donor inside has woken up, if you have anything to say, please ask, poor monks can't stay in the mortal world for a long time."

Just when Murong Li wanted to ask, Qingyuan closed his eyes and said.

Murong Li glanced at him and entered the bedroom, sure enough, Murong Jing had woken up, and the Su Qiwen brothers were interested, so they quickly got up and came out and went to the kitchen to help Su Yue light the fire.

Murong Li sat in front of the bed, looked at Murong Jing, who was a little confused, and shouted, "Second brother."

The second brother woke up Murong Jing, who was still a little confused, and his memory instantly returned, looking at Murong Li in front of him, he smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect our brothers to meet again, in such a way, the second brother still lost."

Murong Li pursed his lips tightly: "How can the second brother say such a thing, where is the win or loss between us."

One is supposed to be a dead person, and the other is a person who has been exiled here, so there is no talk of winning or losing.

Murong Li didn't understand Murong Jing's brain circuit, he was still thinking about those things like this, how could he say that they were also brothers, shouldn't they have a lot to say when they meet again?