When Fang Zhenyu heard the name of the sand ant, he shuddered: "When the younger generation left his hometown, he hired a group of guards with a lot of money, but when he encountered the ant colony out of the nest when he crossed the desert, they couldn't avoid it, and they all died in the ant mouth, I was able to reach the Heart Leaf Oasis alive, it was really a fluke......

Thinking about it so far, Fang Zhenyu still has palpitations, but this is not the content of Ding Xing's inquiry, he just brought this experience in one sentence.

He returned to Ding Xing's question: "Sand ants have been wandering in the major oases since ancient times, and the local people have ways to deal with it, but the insect plague that attacked my hometown this time is a new insect, and there are demons in charge, the old methods have no effect on them, most of the oases in my hometown have become their nests, if you don't try to drive them away, it won't be long before the Moon Corridor Oasis will become a desolate dead area." ”

He came to Xinye Lake this time to ask the monk to go and exterminate the insects and restore peace to his hometown.

Ding Xing listened and pointed to the wooden box in his luggage: "Are you going to take this thing as a thank you gift?"

Fang Zhenyu was broken, and simply said to Ding Xing: "It's not a secret, my mother also has the identity of an immortal master, but she unfortunately passed away a few years ago, otherwise I don't have to risk coming here at all, the treasure in this box is the relic of my mother, I will first present it to the master of Changyuan, which can reflect my gratitude." ”

Ding Xing shook his head: "But this thing is useless to Master Changyuan." ”

The iron rake in the box is just an ordinary magic weapon, and the little monk who is just getting started may value this treasure, but for the long-wishing monk who has long been built into a Xuan womb, it is not attractive at all, and the effect is no different whether it is presented or not.

Ding Xing saw that Fang Zhenyu did not hesitate to risk his life to save his hometown in danger, so he mentioned: "If you really want to be grateful, you might as well enshrine a Buddha statue of Master Changyuan in your hometown, you call on the villagers to take refuge in their door, and there is enough incense every year, there is no need for you to intercede, once something happens in your hometown, Master Changyuan will take the initiative to go to eliminate disasters for you." ”

Buddhism is the heaviest incense, the power of the will to accumulate to a certain extent, can help the Buddha to have an epiphany Zen machine, this is also a way to improve the Tao, the monk of the long wish to cut off an arm, the method of refining the Buddha's body has been blocked, he can only enter the world of red dust, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, as long as the merit is enough, he still has the opportunity to cross into the next realm of Buddhism.

Fang Zhenyu didn't understand the connection, and thought that casting a Buddha statue could impress the master of Changyuan to come to help?

He was quite unconvinced, and was about to find Ding Xing to confirm, when he suddenly heard a word of admiration on the hillside on the side of the official road: "This Taoist friend has insight, it is better to offer treasure than to dedicate your heart, and dedication can impress the master of Changyuan even more!"

Fang Zhenyu looked up and saw that on the stone pavilion on the hillside, a middle-aged man was hanging over, who could fly in the air, he must be an immortal master.

Fang Zhenyu was not nervous or afraid, but wanted to meet and talk, but the middle-aged man didn't look at him at all, and kept looking at Ding Xing.

And politely called 'Daoyou', and Ding Xing's identity was about to come out, and he was obviously also a member of the immortal master.

Fang Zhenyu suddenly lost his mind, he was really clumsy, he had been walking for so long, and he didn't even notice the special thing about Ding Xing.

It is also Ding Xing's disguise that his appearance is not good, even with the most ordinary boatman, he can talk easily, which is really far from the identity of the immortal master.

But this kind of behavior made Fang Zhenyu think that Ding Xing had a humble demeanor.

"Where did Daoyou come from, and what is the reason for landing on my Heart Leaf Island?" The middle-aged man couldn't see through Ding Xing's bottom and couldn't see through Ding Xing's cultivation, so he didn't dare to put it on the shelf.

Ding Xing didn't embarrass him, this person was just a monk in the middle of Qi cultivation, and his appearance here was just a routine.

Ding Xing only said: "It's nothing important, this time I landed on the island is nothing more than to meet my old friend Master Changyuan." ”

The middle-aged man listened to Ding Xing's tone, as if he was arguing with the elder of the master of Changyuan, which made the middle-aged man nervous, thinking that Ding Xing was a senior in the prenatal period?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly gave up his hand: "It turned out to be a friend of Master Changyuan, disrespectful and disrespectful! Under is Huang Pingzhang, the deacon of Xinye Beicheng, who is specially responsible for receiving Taoist friends from other places to visit the island for sightseeing! Since Taoist friends are here to visit Master Changyuan, then I won't delay your trip in the next place!"

Because he was afraid of Ding Xing's cultivation, he didn't dare to interrogate him again, because he was afraid of getting into trouble.

Ding Xing saw his sophisticated observation of words and expressions, and casually inquired: "When I entered the lake, I heard that Master Changyuan went far away, do you know where he went?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Master Changyuan accompanied the city lord of my family to the sea viewing corridor, in recent months, I don't know what is going on, a large number of unknown demons have popped up in the corridor, although these demons are currently making waves near the Moon Corridor Oasis, and have not yet crossed the border to the Heart Leaf Oasis, but if you don't find out the reason and stop them from migrating in time, sooner or later they will come here!"

When Fang Zhenyu heard this, his heart was overjoyed, he ran to Xinye Lake just to ask for help, he didn't expect that Master Changyuan and the immortal masters here would go to investigate first, so that the big stone hanging in his heart could finally be put down.

Ding Xing asked, "When will they return?"

The middle-aged man said: "They have been gone for half a month, the sea viewing promenade is not far from the Heart Leaf Oasis, they should come back soon, Daoyou, you wait in Qingol Temple for a few days, if you don't see them return in three days, our four cities will send our children to look for them!

Ding Xing nodded at him, "Okay, I'll wait." ”

After that, he continued to walk along the official road.

Fang Zhenyu first bowed to the middle-aged man, and then quickly caught up with Ding Xing: "The juniors have eyes but no beads, and they can't recognize the identity of the seniors just now, and I hope the seniors don't blame them." ”

He had already seen that Ding Xing's supernatural powers seemed to be more powerful than the middle-aged man, and he was much more powerful, otherwise the middle-aged man, as a local snake, should not have behaved so respectfully to Ding Xing.

Since there is such a fate, let him and Ding Xing meet, not only in the same boat, but also most likely to live in the same temple, he is determined to serve the left and right, in case Ding Xing is impressed, then eliminate the hometown insect plague, there is an insurance.

Ding Xing couldn't see the long-wishing monk for the time being, so he didn't hurry to hurry, and chatted with Fang Zhenyu: "You said that your mother is also a monk, so why didn't you enter the Dao Gate, is it because the roots and bones are not good?"

Fang Zhenyu replied truthfully: "I'm ashamed to say that my mother only told me my true identity before she died, she said that cultivation is a mirror, hard pursuit, in the end it is just a void, it is just to increase sadness, it is really better to stay in the mortal world and live happily! She also said that life and death have reincarnation, and there is a certainty, and she herself is determined to follow the way of heaven, and be born, old, sick and die like a mortal! She wants me to live this life in peace, and she has not taught me the method of cultivating immortals at all!"

A monk who can ruthlessly give up his obsession with cultivating immortals should be completely desperate for the path, and of course he may also be bored.

There are many kinds of people, and the same is true of monks, not every monk can have great ambitions, perseverance, and perseverance.

The vast majority of monks will inevitably be depressed after experiencing the hardships and confusion on the road of cultivating immortals.

Fang Zhenyu's mother is obviously like this.

This reminded Ding Xing of an old man, her name is Fang Liangu, a very ordinary casual cultivator, unintentionally embarked on the path of cultivation, since then abandoned her family and relatives, wandered for half a life but did not succeed in the Tao, after the death of her only best friend Leng Erniang, she became more and more depressed, except for when she was taking care of the fruit trees in Ding Xing's garden, she could let her chat in the busy chat to comfort, and she was no longer interested in the Tao.

Thinking of this, Ding Xing couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that Fang Zhenyu was also surnamed Fang, wouldn't he be Fang Liangu's son, but if you calculate the time, it has been less than fifteen years since Fang Liangu left Jinlu Winery, and she doesn't have a son as old as Fang Zhenyu.

But Ding Xing couldn't help but be curious and asked about Fang Zhenyu's life experience.

As a result, when he heard it, Ding Xing sighed.

"In fact, my mother is not my biological mother, but the adoptive mother of the younger generation, the younger generation was born as an orphan, begging for a living when I was a child, once I slept outside the city, met my mother in a coma in the wild, I was only seven or eight years old at the time, I couldn't drag her down, and I was afraid that she would be taken by wild beasts, so I picked up branches for her to cover, and went to see her the next day. ”

"I originally wanted to see her die or not, it was not a good deed, but after she woke up, she thanked me for her efforts, so she took me as a son, loved me very much, raised me for more than ten years, and ran a liquor business in the Moon Corridor Oasis, and soon became a tycoon, but she had no interest in money, and the family business was completely prepared for me. ”

"She revealed her life experience to me before she died, saying that she was originally a monk of Weiguo, because of a disaster migrated to the Tiandong Desert, when looking for the oasis, she provoked the enemy, fled all the way to the Moon Corridor Oasis, and then depended on me for her life, when she died, I asked her if she had a wish, do you need me to move her coffin back to the Wei Kingdom, she said no need to bother, she only has one proprietor in the Wei Realm, maybe she will worry about her, but the proprietor may have died, I buried her in the Moon Corridor Oasis. ”

......

Ding Xing didn't need to ask Fang Zhenyu's mother's name at all, he had already guessed that his mother was Fang Liangu.

Ding Xing really couldn't have imagined that after the outbreak of poison at Jinlu Winery, Fang Liangu would trek such a far territory and move from Weiguo to the frontier oasis of Tiandong Desert in one go.

Moreover, he was incognito, completely became a mortal, and no longer had any contact with the immortal cultivation world, no wonder he asked Ding Chenzhi to send people to look for him, but he couldn't find a clue for several years.

There was such a catastrophe at Jinlu Winery, maybe Fang Liangu felt that Ding Xing could not protect herself, so she was disheartened and decided to move to the desert and end the rest of her life.

Fang Liangu is not the first monk to sit in loneliness and return to the ruins, and she is certainly not the last, her life experience is actually commonplace in the world of cultivating immortals.

This is the monastic norm, not the exception.

Ding Xing will miss Fang Liangu, but he will not sympathize with her, because for Fang Liangu, she can have an adopted son wearing linen and filial piety when she dies, and she can have more than ten years to enjoy a family life, and her ending has been considered a happy one.

By the time Fang Zhenyu finished talking about Fang Liangu's situation, the two of them had already walked to the door of Qingol Temple.

Ding Xing looked at the construction of the solemn temple building and waved his hand: "Zhenyu, when you go to worship the door, you will say that the friends of Mohe in the past came to visit the master of the long wish." ”

Fang Zhenyu was overjoyed, thinking that Ding Xianshi called me by my name, there is a close tone here, he originally wanted to saddle Ding Xing before and after the horse, but he was most worried that Ding Xing would not accept him as a mortal, but at this moment he dispelled his doubts.

Immediately climbed the stairs and knocked on the temple gate.

When a monk came to open the door, Fang Zhenyu relayed Ding Xing's words.

When the monk heard this, he glanced at Ding Xing, and first said, "Wait a minute, donor", and then turned back to the temple, and after a while, he led a group of monks out.

There were five or six of them, all of them were old, and they didn't have any mana on them, and they looked like bitter monks doing rough work in monasteries.

But the little novice they were surrounded by was a real monk, about ten years old, who looked very immature, but with a serious face and an adult posture.

When he arrived in front of Ding Xing, he raised his palms and said in a proper manner: "The little monk is dusty, the family teacher is the abbot of Qingol Temple, and the donor is polite! The donor is a friend of the Mohe River in the past, and he dares to ask the donor, but Ding Dao Chang of the Qiongtai faction?"

He is a disciple of the long-term monk, after the opening of the Qingol Temple, he was recruited into the seat, and the teaching of the face of the face is mentioned every day, don't look at his young age, when the long-term monk is not in the temple, all the monks should take his horse's head as a look.

Ding Xing smiled: "My surname is indeed Ding." ”

"Ah! it's really Ding Daochang's current!" The little monk was originally with a straight face, pretending to be old, and once Ding Xing's identity was confirmed, he knelt in front of Ding Xing, whining and crying.

He is the only personal disciple of the Changyuan monk, and he lives on the island of Xinye every day, and the monks of the nearby cities come to visit him regularly, and he always receives these guests with the Changyuan, but the attitude of the Changyuan towards them is invariably cold, and they are just ordinary cultivators.

However, when he listened to the long wish's lectures, he often heard about Ding Xing from the mouth of the long wish, and he knew very early that the teacher had such an old friend as Ding Xing, and later Makino Iron Hand settled in the temple, took him to play every three or five times, and gave him new magic weapons from time to time.

I think he was brought to the temple by Changyuan when he was a baby.,In addition to chanting scriptures or chanting scriptures every day.,Boredom and loneliness to the extreme.,Makino Iron Hand is the only one who brought him the fun of childhood.,He has long regarded Makino Iron Hand as a brother in his heart.,Even Ding Xing also subtly has the affection of elders.。

This is also the reason why he will be moved after seeing Ding wake up.

I saw that he muttered with tears in his eyes: "What a coincidence that Ding Daochang came, if you don't come again, the little nephew may have to go to Weiguo to find you." ”

Ding Xing scooped him up: "What happened, you take your time, don't cry your nose at every turn." ”

The little monk hurriedly raised his voice: "Daoist Ding's lesson is right, the main reason is that the little monk is too worried about the injury of Brother Tieshou, but he is afraid that he will die in the temple, and he can't explain to Daoist Ding. ”

Ding Xing listened, stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulder, and said as he walked: "Is Tie Shou injured, is he recuperating in the temple at this time, you can take me to see him." ”

"Yes, yes, the injury is serious. The little monk hugged Ding Xing's arm with his backhand, and said quickly: "Ding Daoyou, let's go faster, I'll take you to see Brother Tieshou!"