Yuan Ji Impermanence Carp deeply suspected that the Ming Wujing who pretended to be a serious person was not in the state that seemed to be unresponsive to the outside world, but no matter how he observed, there was no imaginary reaction, which was really strange.

In the end, it gave up and returned to the dantian sea to continue playing with the two leaves.

For a long time after the Yuanji Impermanence Carp gave up observation, the Ming Wujing, who had been silent and motionless, suddenly trembled again, and the ginkgo biloba leaf moved slightly, trembling and floating in mid-air, and then it was sucked back by a small air current, and continued to float out repeatedly, and then came back to this process.

At this time, in the outside world, Changsheng had already followed Ming An and other Buddhist cultivators to a Buddhist hall behind the temple, which was very plain, with only two rows of yellow futons on both sides. The futon was probably made of straw, which made the monks sitting on it feel relaxed.

And on the side facing the gate, there was a heavy curtain, although there was nothing to see, but from the breath coming from behind the curtain, it should be the Ming King who had cultivated to an extremely powerful level.

Sure enough, after the group stood in the center of the Buddha hall for only half an hour, a deep voice came from inside.

"You are the ones who saved Huixing before?"

"Uncle Shi, it's this fellow Daoist ......"

"You shut up, I didn't ask you."

Uncle Mingwang should be very disgusted with Ming An, who spoke, and immediately scolded him to shut up. Ming An glanced at Changsheng helplessly and shut up.

Changsheng didn't mind King Ming's inquiry, and explained softly.

"It's just that it happened to happen, even if it was someone else, it would save a child."

"I see."

King Ming was silent for a moment, and then spoke coldly.

"And what about the one next to you? What's going on? ”

Wu Sishang was very curious about this Ming King who was hiding behind the curtain, and when he heard it at this time, he immediately enthusiastically expressed it.

"Tell King Ming, my name is Wu Sishang, and I am also the one who was rescued by this immortal chief, but I am a mortal, and I don't have any skills, just by the way."

"Oh? Your temperament is similar to Ming'an. ”

"Really? Everyone also said that I had a good temper......"

"It's just as annoying."

“……”

Wu Sishang choked and didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Changsheng helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and showed that he had really tried his best, but this Ming King's temper was really weird.

At this time, King Ming turned the spearhead to Changsheng again.

"What's your name?"

"Seniors can call me Gu Nian."

"Gu Nian? Scold. ”

What does that "huh" mean?

Changsheng didn't dare to guess, because she felt that the Ming King was looking her up and down with a cautious gaze. He couldn't stop asking if he saw something, and Changsheng had to be silent.

At this time, the Ming King seemed to finally feel that it was not interesting for these juniors to ask, so he motioned for those little monks to leave. Changsheng thought that he should also leave with him, but before leaving, he was left behind by King Ming.

The little monk Huixing was not very relieved and wanted to stay with Changsheng, but he was only greeted by King Ming's "Huh? With a sigh, he walked away.

Wu Sishang pulled his face.

"Senior Ming Wang, I'm just a mortal, and besides, my temper is rotten and my mouth stinks, I don't dare to be with all the Buddhist cultivators, why don't you let me stay? Anyway, as long as you immortal elders don't want me to hear it, I won't hear anything, and I won't say anything. ”

“…… Whatever you want. ”

Perhaps because he was more tolerant of mortals, King Ming didn't care about Wu Sishang at all, so he simply agreed.

The little monk Huixing followed Ming An and the other senior brothers outside, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Senior brother, Uncle Ancestor, he won't be angry......"

"No one can say for sure, I can only say that at this time, Uncle Shi's temper is not bad, as long as they don't make him angry."

Doesn't that mean saying nothing? The little monk Huixing couldn't help but be frustrated. In the end, he could only squat in a corner of the square outside, quietly waiting for Changsheng to come out.

At this time, the heavy curtain finally moved, and out of it came a child who looked only about two years old?

Wu Sishang, who was ready to see a man with a rough and majestic voice, looked at the cute child who was not as tall as his legs, and was so surprised that he could almost stuff an egg in his mouth. He boldly pointed at the Ming Wang's uncle and ancestor, and said "this, this, this" in his mouth for a long time, Changsheng immediately gave him a limp, and Wu Sishang immediately swallowed the words he was about to say.

"What do you want to say?"

In the end, the tone of Uncle Ming's uncle is still strong and natural, and there is even a hint of domineering, but with this 'petite and cute' appearance, it really makes people feel a strange sense of separation. But Wu Sishang was sensitive to the fact that if he continued to talk, he would probably be slaughtered.

So Wu Sishang, whose desire to survive skyrocketed, immediately spoke solemnly and without blushing.

“…… You are really magnificent, full of majesty, and quite an elder. ”

Facing Changsheng's surprised expression, Wu Sishang did not blush. This is the time for his own survival, if he really says what he thinks in his heart, he may be slapped to death by this strange-tempered Ming Wang Shizu.

Therefore, Wu Sishang did not have a trace of weakness in his lies.

Fortunately, the uncle of the Ming King liked Wu Sishang's appearance of knowing the current affairs very much, showed a very appreciative expression, and waved his little hand.

"You're a mortal, that's a good point. It's a pity to be a mortal who can't cultivate. Those disciples in my sect are simply stupid, and they give people a lot of headaches. If I had your cleverness, I wouldn't always be so angry. ”

With a sigh of emotion, King Ming looked at Changsheng, who had been very calm from beginning to end, and a trace of imperceptible appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"Your real name should be Yong'an, right? Oh, the breath is well disguised, and even his own spiritual weapon is disguised, but people are quite careful, but they don't know what to do. Tell me, will you be wronged when you come to our Western Buddhist country? Why not want to come? ”

“！”

Even though he had made all kinds of preparations a long time ago, Changsheng still didn't expect that this Ming King senior would see through his disguise at a glance, and even recognize himself, which would be embarrassing at this time.

After calming down for a moment, Changsheng smiled and spoke. did not deny it, but generously explained the reason why he couldn't go to other sects. Now that it has been seen through, the defense seems very weak, and it is better to tell the truth.

"Back to the seniors, the younger generations met the current master at the most embarrassing time, if it wasn't for the teacher's great rescue and teaching, how could there be me now? Although the younger generation is not a moral gentleman, he will never dare to forget this most basic courtesy, righteousness and shame. ”