|151Kanshu.com text|.| Slowly walked to the alley, Wang Yuan temporarily put aside the idea that it would take him fifty years to get an answer, his eyes raised, but he didn't find the figure of Lang Yue.

Wang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't feel any guilt.

Back in the courtyard, Wang Yuan gently closed the door, and when he turned around, he suddenly found that there was another person in the courtyard.

Wang Yuan smiled bitterly.At this time.Jas's figure appeared in front of Wang Yuan.Wang Yuan asked by the way, "Jas.Why did you place her in the courtyard?"

Jas was stunned and wondered: "Didn't the senior say that you should not let others see this woman, then you can only put this woman in the courtyard to avoid the eyes and ears."

At this moment, Wang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised the wine jug and put it to his mouth to take a sip, and said: "Jas, don't cut off the cultivation you have worked hard in this life in vain.

Joke.Wang Yuan is also an old monster.His scheming is even more than that of the old monster.How could Jas's little cleverness bypass Wang Yuan's magic eyes.Jas thought that Wang Yuan left this woman's life because of that lustful desire.Knowing it, he pretended to be confused.He didn't use spells to cover up the moon.But moved to the courtyard.In order to please Wang Yuan.

The little little heart machine is not a realm at all compared to the scheming at the level of Wang Yuan's old monster

Jas's cleverness was exposed by Wang Yuan, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Even on this cold day, he sweated like rain, falling on the snow and dripping small holes.

"The seniors, the seniors, the juniors just had that kind of thought, the seniors didn't blame me, and Jass thanked the seniors." The middle-aged monk Jas bowed and bowed.

Wang Yuan waved his hand, motioned him to do what he had to do, walked to the stone table in the courtyard, and sat down while looking at Lang Yue while wiping the stone bench with his sleeve.

The moon is like a pearl falling in the snow, so bright, but she is a mortal, she can't stand the cold for so long, her lips tremble slightly, her face is pale, but her hands don't relax, she hugs the corpse of the blood floater.

This blow is a hurdle for Langyue, who has been growing up under protection, and she can't get over it, so she will be negative, depressed, and her mind will be damaged and she will die, even if she crosses, she will hardly do anything in this life, after all, there is no support in her heart.

The big snowflakes of the white flocculent fell scattered scattered.fluttering.soft.Even if they fell on the ground, people couldn't bear to step on them.The snowflakes fell on the hair of the moon, on her delicate body.She trembled.She broke away from the dead silence.

"Grandpa Gu......" Lang Yue snorted faintly, and her voice was pathetic.

But Wang Yuan sighed slightly, and she could still bear the cold without realizing it, but at this moment she regained consciousness, and the cold that penetrated into people's hearts would immediately make her frostbite.

Bloody Floating Slaughter can abandon everything and return to the rivers and lakes just because Lang Yue looks like his granddaughter, and he has changed from a generation of fearsome murderers who kill people without blinking an eye, to the guardian of the daughter of a small gang leader.

Her revenge, the revenge of the blood slaughter, and the revenge of the dearest person had been avenged by Wang Yuan, but she still felt helpless, as thin and helpless as a little girl who had lost a toy in the mortal world.

Sure enough, because the cold was too heavy, the shivering of the moon became more and more frequent, but she still whispered the name of the Blood Floating Massacre.

Wang Yuan watched this scene, still indifferent, lowered his head and drank the wine in the wine jug. Time passed slowly.

Wang Yuan sighed lightly.In this life, he has seen a lot of life and death.He has experienced real death.If he sighs for others.And who mourns for him.

Raising his head, he found that the wine in the jug had been drunk, and he smiled dumbly, Wang Yuan got up, and prepared to enter the room.

A low soft voice sounded from behind: "Shangxian."

Wang Yuan was slightly stunned, turned around, and saw that Lang Yue was struggling to support his predecessor, but he was extremely weak, and seemed to be able to enter reincarnation at any time.

Looking at Lang Yue, Wang Yuan said softly, "If you have anything, just tell me."

"I want to cultivate immortals." Lang Yue said slowly, "Her revenge has been avenged, but the helpless thought makes her doubt about her life, and she wants to abandon this idea, that is, to become a legendary immortal, so that she will not be succumbed to fate."

"Heh, do you cultivate immortals?" Wang Yuan chuckled lightly, and then he was about to turn around and leave.

"Shangxian, you just need to let me cultivate immortals, I, I can do anything." Lang Yueming's eyes stared at Wang Yuan's back, and his face seemed to be back to the light, and his face was slightly red.

Wang Yuan stopped his body and didn't look back, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you want to cultivate immortals?"

Lang Yue seemed to have been thinking about it for a long time, and replied directly: "In order to keep yourself alive."

"Live for whom."

Lang Yue said: "Live for yourself."

"It seems that you don't belong to this world.The heart is too heavy.There is no relationship with the immortals.Just sleep indifferently.This life is about to be reincarnated." Wang Yuan kept shaking his head, and only he knew the hardships of this, and he had to think about these things clearly when he stepped into the path of cultivation.

Lang Yue watched Wang Yuan open the door of the room, half of his foot had already stepped in, and suddenly, he had the strength to stand up slowly, and his face was even more ruddy.

"You say that my mortal heart is too heavy, I can change it, as long as the immortals give me this opportunity." Langyue gasped lightly, and her silver teeth tightened.

Wang Yuan had already stepped into the room, gradually closing the door, looking at Lang Yue's persistence in living, the two doors closed suddenly, and slowly opened.

"Opportunity, I'll give it to you, but if you can't find the answer to cultivating immortals in this life, then I'll take back your cause and effect." Wang Yuan said softly, and then threw out an elixir and fell directly into Lang Yue's small mouth that was slightly open because of his tight breathing.

The door closed again, but Lang Yue sat in the snow crying, her face gradually receded, the light faded, her life was saved, she hugged the body of the Blood Floating Slaughter, and muttered: "Grandpa Gu, is it only by becoming an immortal high in our eyes that we can we get rid of the confusion and get rid of the sea of suffering. I don't know, I don't know ......."

Because of shaking the corpse of the Blood Floating Slaughter, suddenly a thread-bound book fell into the snow from the arms of the Blood Floating Slaughter.

This is a secret book written by the Blood Floating Tu himself that can make the whole rivers and lakes crazy.

Lang Yue said softly: "Grandpa Gu, Shangxian asked me to find the answer, I know that it is an ethereal mist, but since you let me find this thing you left behind, I already know what I should do.

Lang Yue chose her own life, but this life was given by Wang Yuan. She looked at Wang Yuan's room, bowed slightly, hugged the blood float, and slowly left here. Perhaps, she couldn't find the answer in this life, but it seemed to be more perfect to end this life under the life she chose.

Time passed slowly, twenty years, Wang Yuan's appearance changed, he changed with age, he was completely integrated here.

For twenty years, Jas didn't leave for some reason, but secretly protected Wang Yuan.

On this day, Wang Yuan walked out of the courtyard.This small alley has changed a lot.The former tavern has been moved.Medicine Garden.Because Yunduo married a good family.I also moved out of here early.Only Buzhuang and Wang Yuan's "Pinshengju" remained.

Wang Yuan walked out of the alley, and the passers-by he met greeted him. His business was unchanged through the ages, and more and more monks came to the door to identify the magic weapon.

Over the years, the amount of gold and silver he had accumulated was simply incalculable, and the monks sent a lot of gold and silver in order to gain the favor of Wang Yuan, who was a strange man in the eyes of mortals, a master and an old monster in their eyes.

Wang Yuan did not hoard so much gold and silver, but instead spent most of his money to build temples in other cities besides Anseong.

The temple was also deliberately built by Wang Yuan.Stepping into the red dust.Feeling the red dust.All of them are related to Buddhist cultivation.In this way.Wang Yuan felt that the speed of clearing the distracting thoughts in his mind had greatly increased.

Walking on the street, the owner of the tavern said to Wang Yuan with a smile: "Brother Dong, go to the temple again, you are really a good person."

"Laughing." Wang Yuan said with a smile.

As long as there is time, Wang Yuan will go to the temple, and Buddhism is very popular in the mortal world, if the immortals dare not look forward to it, but for some wishes in their hearts, they kneel in front of the Buddha. This is something that can be touched by reaching out.

The temple is in a quiet street in the middle of the city, and when the abbot of the temple sees Wang Yuan coming, he has to fold his hands and say to Wang Yuan, "Good, good, good, Amitabha".

This time, as usual, Wang Yuan came to the temple, and suddenly saw that the temple was congested by a crowd.

Wang Yuan's eyes flashed slightly.The temple is usually guarded by warrior monks.I can't help such a noise.It seems that something is really going on here.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan walked briskly, and at this time, the people who came to worship the Buddha saw Wang Yuan, and they all got out of the way, and let Wang Yuan walk in.

"Dong Shanren is here, I don't know what he should do, will the demon girl inside be unfavorable to Dong Shanren."

The crowd was talking, and Wang Yuan entered the temple in a flash.

(One chapter, no recommendation, no motivation)

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