After the wedding of the Red Lady, Bai Ze took Bai Yu and the others down the mountain on foot, and then prepared to return on foot.

Take a tour of the mountains and rivers by the way.

After flying around for a long time, you will find that walking with your feet is the greatest romance.

Every step is full of poetry.

The most beautiful scenery in the world is often hidden in the most ordinary life, which is the beauty of red dust and the charm of the world.

Finally, they came to a ferry port and were ready to take a ferry across the river.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the ferry boat carrying a group of people slowly approaching from the opposite bank.

"Hmph, I can tell at a glance that you're not human! Bold monsters, dare to steal the sky, fish eyes and pearls, disguise the ferryman here! ”

I saw a middle-aged man grab the boatman's hand and twist his arm directly on his back, making him unable to move.

"The immortal spares his life, the immortal spares his life!"

The boatman had a look of horror on his face, and quickly explained: "Although I am a demon, I have never harmed anyone, I am just a ferryman here." ”

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened angrily, and he scolded sharply: "A demon is a demon, how can a monster not harm people?" I see that you are mixed in the crowd and have bad intentions, I will accept you today and do the right thing for heaven! ”

After speaking, he let go of his hand, took out a peachwood sword out of nowhere, held the sword in his right hand, and rubbed the two fingers of his left hand together on the sword, and the peachwood sword actually shone with a layer of golden brilliance, and then stabbed the boatman with a sword.

"No!"

The boatman screamed in terror and tried to jump into the river to escape, only to find himself locked and unable to move.

He was about to be stabbed to death with a sword.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a large old hand grabbed the peachwood sword from the side, and then, a low, deep voice sounded.

"Amitabha, the boat family didn't harm anyone, why should the donor be so aggressive and hurt his life?"

I saw a tall old monk with a small monk appearing, this old monk was wearing a shabby robe, and he looked very down.

Judging from the skeleton, he should have been a muscular monk when he was young, but now he is old and weak, and his muscles have atrophied.

"Monk?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You are also a cultivator of the human race, and you actually speak for a monster?" What are your intentions?! ”

"Amitabha, the donor is in good shape, as long as he doesn't do evil, the monster also has the right to live." The old monk said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, if it's not my race, its heart will be different, how can a monster not do evil? You great monk is dizzy! ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then glared and said, "Hurry up and get out of the way, otherwise, I will clean up with you." ”

"Donor, calm down."

The old monk said with a look of pity.

"Let go!"

The middle-aged man scolded, he urged the mana hard, and the peach wood sword emitted a dazzling light, but he couldn't break free from the old monk's palm.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

The old monk's expression was still compassionate.

"Leave me!!"

The middle-aged man was angry and scolded loudly: "Bold monk, what is your intention to shield the monster, I suspect it now......"

"Bang!!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the old monk punched him in the face, and the huge force made his entire face sunken in, and the shock wave spread, causing the old monk's tattered robe and snow-white beard to fly.

The middle-aged man's body flew upside down like a cannonball, fell into the river, and floated on the water without moving.

"Master, you ...... Did you kill someone? The little monk in the back turned pale with fright.

"Don't worry, he's not dead."

The old monk indifferently retracted his fist, broke the peachwood sword and threw it on the deck, and scolded: "Hmph, is it really good to be an old man?" This bull's nose, if he doesn't listen to it, he just owes it to clean up! ”

"Forehead ......"

The corners of the little monk's mouth twitched, he had long been accustomed to his master's unusual path.

"Thank you, mage, thank you!"

The boatman hurriedly knelt on the ground and thanked Dade, he couldn't imagine that there were still such sensible Terran cultivators in this year.

"Don't be polite, now that your identity has been exposed, leave quickly, otherwise you will be worried about your life."

The old monk said calmly.

"Yes, yes, the little demon retired."

The boatman nodded respectfully, then jumped into the river, turned into a carp and quickly disappeared.

At this time, the people on the boat were frightened, and they shrank their heads one by one, away from this irascible old monk, they were actually afraid of monsters.

"See the sky, hold the boat."

The old monk said to the little monk.

"Yes, Master."

The little monk took the boatman's bamboo pole and began to support the boat, don't look at his age, thin body, but surprisingly strong strength, easily propped the boat, and slowly rowed towards the opposite ferry.

"Master, why are you always so kind to youkai, are you born to be a good person?"

The little monk looked at the master suspiciously.

"Hehe, non-yes, non-......"

The old monk smiled self-deprecatingly, with a look of memory in his eyes, and sighed: "When I was young, I had a very heavy murderous intent, no different from the person just now, and I was higher than him, so there are countless monsters who have died in my hands...... Now that I think about it, what a sin. ”

The little monk pondered and asked, "Then how did you change?" Is it because of the uncle? ”

As far as he knows, his uncle is a really good old man, he is afraid of stepping on ants when he walks, he is a real virtuous monk, and his uncle also accepted a person who is destined to be a disciple.

"It's not."

The old monk shook his head, with a complicated smile on his face: "Although, your uncle couldn't get used to me killing innocents indiscriminately and often beating me, but I don't care, I still think that monsters are bad and must be killed." ”

"It wasn't until later that I was deposed."

Speaking of this, a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

"More than 400 years ago, I was in this country, and I was hit hard by a mysterious monster, and I fled."

"More than three hundred years ago, I was severely injured by a great demon in this country, and that great demon even abolished me and exiled me."

"Initially, I was full of resentment and wanted revenge."

"Until one day, I accidentally discovered that I had encountered the ...... these two times It's the same youkai!"

"My heart was touched."

"That youkai was so powerful that it could have killed me with ease, but it was willing to give me a chance to mend my ways, and both times it spared me a way out. Even the second time, it actually saved me from another group of youkai and sent me to safety through banishment. ”

Gradually, I began to reflect on what he had said to me, and he said...... The murderous intent is too heavy to achieve positive results. ”

"This sentence, in fact, your uncle has said it to me many times, but I don't think about it, but when it comes out of that person's mouth, it's different."

"As a monster, it has such a compassionate heart, but I, as a monk, are so murderous...... Oh, I'm ashamed! ”

"Since then, I've had a big idea."

"I'm no longer prejudiced against monsters, and I no longer kill demons when I see them, what I care about is no longer race, but good and evil."

"How is a monster with good intentions different from the human race? Since they were born in heaven and earth, they naturally have the meaning of existence and the qualification to survive. ”

"It is precisely because of this state of mind that after I was abolished from the Dao of Tianlong Yuce, I actually cultivated Bodhi Yuce again, and even the Dao Xing is better than before, not long ago, I even broke through the limit of Bodhi Yuce and reached the 10,000-year Dao Xing."

The little monk was shocked.

He asked, "Master?" Isn't it true that only the legendary Book of Heaven can reach the Ten Thousand Year Dao? Yuce can too?! ”

The old monk rolled his eyes helplessly, and said with a smile: "Hehe, the demon clan has no cultivation exercises, and they can reach more than 10,000 years of Taoism. ”

"The exercises we practice are just auxiliaries, and even if we don't have them, we can still practice, but not so fast."

The little monk said excitedly: "In other words, I may also be able to reach the Tao of 10,000 years in the future?!" ”

The old monk smiled and nodded: "Anyone is possible, of course, it takes a lot of experience and understanding, after all, it depends on fate." ”

"Great, I will also become a powerful person in the future, fly to the sky and the earth, and swim in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, hahaha."

The little monk became excited.

But the old monk was very calm, because he knew that the era of the end of the law was already coming, the ceiling was rapidly pressing, and his little apprentice was born in the wrong era and was destined to become a powerful person.

But he didn't say these words.

Suddenly!

Just as the boat was about to dock, the old monk saw several figures standing on the ferry in front of him.

The person at the front, with white hair and white clothes, smiled and nodded to him.

"This ......"

The old monk's body trembled, and his mouth opened wide.

Our life is a process of reconciliation with the world.

In the end, there are no enemies, only old people.

(End of chapter)