Chapter 338: Isn't it?
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Seeing that he was so determined, Changsheng couldn't continue to stay here and annoy people, so he put down several bottles of pills and left the cave with the restrained little monk.
At the first glance of walking out, Changsheng saw the endless desert outside.
No, it's a bit too much to say that the desert is a bit of a stretch, and the land here is better than the sand in the desert, and bend down to pinch it, barely enough to have a shape, so that it doesn't fall loose and clump.
It's just that it's not much better, everything is dim as far as the eye can see, and even if there are a few green plants, they are almost covered by this endless sand, showing a dim yellow color, not as green and vibrant as the green plants seen elsewhere.
It looks like a deserted and declining place, with a bad geographical location and poor land, so naturally few people will settle here.
Changsheng looked at it for a while, and then scattered the sand in his hand back to the ground, feeling a little emotional. When she was in Gujia Village, she would also go to the field to take a look, the land in Gujia Village was not the best, but it was much better than here, and the immortals who were already high-level monks could naturally see that this land did not have a trace of aura, as if it had been sucked away by something.
"It's a pity."
"What a pity? Do you know what's posted here? β
I don't know when, the man in the bear's skin followed, leaning on the edge of the cave at this time, looking at Changsheng idly, something dark in his eyes flashed, but his voice was still full of ridicule, making people feel that when they heard it, well, this is not a serious good person.
The little monk immediately grabbed the hem of Changsheng's clothes. When Changsheng hadn't woken up yet, he got along with this male benefactor alone, Amitabha, as a Buddhist cultivator, he couldn't say anything, but this male benefactor was really difficult to get along with. Always teasing himself in a few words, don't think that he doesn't know anything when he's young, he's just kidding himself, right?
At this moment, the man didn't mind the little monk's eyes looking at him, as if he was looking at Changsheng with a smile, waiting for her answer.
"I don't know what's going on here, but I think it's a shame that this good land has been ruined like this. How should I farm after this? β
"Huh?"
The man seemed stunned for a moment, and then laughed! Even tears flowed from laughter.
"How is this land cultivated? Hahahaha, it's really funny to me, you're the first person to say that in years. Do you monks still have to take care of the land? Isn't this all the work of us mortals? β
"No one has said that monks can't farm. Before I became a monk, I was an ordinary farmer. I'm not very proficient myself, though. β
Speaking of this, Changsheng blushed a little, in fact, Grandpa Gu had taught herself, but she rarely practiced, so she went to practice.
The man in the bear's skin sighed, looked at the large expanse of sand, and for a moment did not know what to say to be worthy of this tormented land.
After a long time, he sighed and looked at Changsheng meaninglessly.
"You monks are so good, you are always high and high, and you don't have to look at the mortals below for life and death. How good, I want to be a monk, but unfortunately I can't always get my wish. β
For some reason, Changsheng felt a faint hostility from this man, but when Changsheng looked closely, it disappeared again. She couldn't be sure of what the other party meant, so she could only try to be gentle and harmless, after all, she didn't want to hurt someone who had saved her.
After thinking about it, Changsheng spoke softly.
"When I was a mortal, I also thought that it would be good if I could become an immortal, and if I became an immortal cultivator, I might be able to save the person I loved, but after I really cultivated immortals, I realized that the sentence that the deceased was already alive was true. Even monks have a lot of things they can't do. Monks are not omnipotent. β
The man stared at Changsheng for a long time, his expression a little strange. He seemed to want to say something, but eventually swallowed it back and said it differently.
"You're such a strange person."
"A lot of people say that."
Changsheng was used to this. She didn't think there was anything strange about her, but a lot of people said that, maybe they had their own opinions.
The man seemed to have figured out something, and looked at Changsheng and the little monk with a smile at this moment.
"I've changed my mind and don't want to bask in the sun, are you going out? Take me with you. I'm very obedient, I'm strong, I can do anything, it's a loss if I don't take it with me! β
As he spoke, the man spread his arms, as if to show off his sturdy body, but he was wearing a bear skin on a hot day, and he was about to get rancid. It was fine when it was tightly wrapped before, but as soon as I stretched out my arm, the rancid smell suddenly disappeared.
Changsheng is fine, just hold your breath. It's just that I pity the little monk, I am too young to encounter this situation. Buddha cultivation one by one six pure, at most there will be a little sandalwood on the body, at this time I was caught off guard and took a big sip, almost spit it out, but in order not to make the male donor feel sad, the little monk Huixing thought about holding back, but he didn't hold back, and suddenly choked violently.
"Ahem, ahem, ahemβ"
"Isn't it? Hit me so much? β
The bearskin man screamed in disbelief. Changsheng gave him a blank look, and gently cheered up the little monk.
It's not your fault that the poor little guy is holding himself back like this?
With a long sigh, the bearskin man explained uncomfortably.
"Does it smell so bad? I feel okay. I'm just dressed a little thicker, I'm a mortal, and I'm not like you, people eat whole grains, naturally there will be this kind of problem, not strange, not strange. β
Changsheng ignored him, and finally patted the little monk without coughing, and was about to leave with him, but the man in the bear's skin stopped doing it.
"Hey, don't go, take me with you. Immortal cultivator of great mercy and compassion, you can take poor me with you, if you don't take me, what if I die? β
Changsheng really wanted to give him a look or ignore him, not because of his attitude, but purely because of the tone and posture of this person's speech, etc., etc., giving people a feeling of, well, I really want to beat the other party.
Sins and sins, how could she treat her benefactor like this?
After thinking about it, Changsheng still brought him with him.
"Thank you, you're such a nice guy. By the way, my name is Wu Sishang, you can just call me Old Wu. It's this 'Wu Sishang', don't get me wrong. β
Tell Changsheng his name carefully, and then sit on Changsheng's flying sword crossing Xuanjin with a smile, more leisurely than Changsheng, the master.