Hai Gongzi flew out of a hundred miles, wrapped in golden Buddha light, the Buddha palm was clearly imprinted on his body, and when he fell from the sky and slid for a long distance, the Buddha palm gradually disappeared, and at the same time he gilded his golden robe, breaking a clear palm hole. The delicate and smooth skin inside was exposed, and there were no marks on it.

Hai Gongzi's eyebrows furrowed, and then ~ golden mana poured out of his body, and the broken palm hole was gradually covered by golden mana, and finally the gilded costume was finally sewn up.

Someone laughed, the sound was like thunder, and he suddenly said: "Brother Hai, you are going to do it with a bald donkey, and you won't wait for me." ”

It was a burly man who spoke, standing on a small hillside in the distance, with many small sarcomas on his forehead.

This is naturally the nine-headed demon king, and his face is really red when he laughs.

Hai Gongzi secretly thought: It's really unlucky, and it's unlucky for this barbarian to see. Although he asked the Nine-Headed Demon King for help, he still didn't look down on this guy and disliked him for being too vulgar.

Hai Gongzi thinks that he is an elegant demon and has style. The Nine-Headed Demon King is vulgar and vulgar, and he likes to be vassally elegant, if it weren't for the fact that this product is easier to say, Hai Gongzi would not have found him.

It's just that this product promised him help, and it took more than ten years of delay before setting off to the Western Wilderness. Although for these demons, more than ten years is no different from ten days of mortals, Hai Gongzi is still very unhappy.

He thought so in his heart, and he didn't show it at all on his face, but looked at the nine-headed demon king and said: "When the ninth brother arrived, he didn't inform me in advance, I also have Beppu in the Western Wilderness, and I have to treat you well before doing things."

The nine-headed demon king took a step and appeared in front of Hai Gongzi, he is also a magical power that shrinks the ground into inches, and it is really much more domineering than that of the Guangqing Immortal Sect.

They all trembled a little.

Then the nine-headed demon king smiled proudly: "I came this time, but I caught up with a good thing and a treasure." ”

Hai Gongzi squinted his eyes and said, "Oh, what kind of treasure can make the ninth brother look at it." ”

The Nine-Headed Demon King said: "Brother Hai doesn't want to invite me to your Beppu, you see how my Beppu is." He stretched out his hand, and there was a small courtyard in his hand.

The various landscapes inside, including the furnishings in the house, are all vivid.

The nine-headed demon king opened his mouth, and he spewed out a black light, spreading around, razing this place to the ground up to the small hillside, and finally throwing this small courtyard out, rising in the wind, and falling steadily to the ground, it suddenly became a mountain villa Beppu.

In front of the gate, three words 'Nine Holy Mansions' were arrogantly engraved, and the font was domineering.

He said triumphantly: "Brother Hai, how about my Ruyi magic weapon, it is also convenient to carry with you." "There are not many wishful magic weapons in heaven and earth, and it is even rarer to be able to refine a cave mansion at will, he can have one in the nine-headed demon king, in front of those friends in heaven and earth, he can hold his head high, and Hai Gongzi is extremely rich, and he can't find such a treasure.

Hai Gongzi looked at the Nine Holy Mansions, pondered for a while, and finally sighed: "Ninth brother, you are in big trouble. He didn't expect that this guy was not only brutal, but also less knowledgeable, and that person dared to take anything.

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Of course, Shen Lian didn't know what happened to Hai Gongzi here, and as for Master Hui Ke, he politely rejected Shen Lian's protector.

Hui Ke dragged a single arm, and disappeared into the vast snow under the gaze of everyone who had heard his law.

Before, the fighting method between Hai Gongzi and Hui Ke was really not small, and almost everyone here saw it clearly, it can be said that they would never encounter such a deed of immortals in their lives, until Hui Ke cut off his arm and forced Hai Gongzi to retreat, in fact, it was only a short time.

Everyone was in an uproar, deploring Hui Ke's injury, and also curious about the origin of Hai Gongzi.

It's just that Hui Ke left too quickly, so Shen Lian, Song Qingyi, and Qixiu, as the closest people, wanted to come and ask them. Before those people could surround them, Shen Lian and the others left first.

Hui Ke has no intention of promoting the Dharma, he is saying the Dharma, telling his understanding of the Dharma to others and to himself.

Even though he understood that it was a heresy in the eyes of some bhikshus, he did what he said and did not stay in a certain place, which is 'walking'.

Shen Lian was envious of Hui Ke, because he had his own way and firmly believed in it. Song Qingyi also has his own Tao, and his Tao is the 'Tao' that Lu Jiuyuan taught him. He didn't have to look for any other way, he just had to follow the path step by step.

Qixiu and Song Qingyi are somewhat similar, but they are still different, she is really compassionate, now in the ice and snow, there are many poor people who are freezing and starving, Qixiu sees those poor people who are sick and lying on the side of the road, and always can't help but step forward to do what she can.

Although Shen Lian regarded birth, old age, sickness and death as a common thing, he still took out those gold leaves on his body and handed them to Qixiu.

The money turned into simple shanty houses and buckets of hot porridge to shelter the poor.

Qixiu is keen to help others, Song Qingyi is indispensable to help, Shen Lian will occasionally help, he mainly teaches Qixiu some medical skills and methods of diagnosing pathology when she can't cure the disease with the dreadnought seal alone, or when it costs too much.

Make it easier for Qixiu and save more people with limited strength.

Qixiu can only save these people for a while, not for a lifetime, but Shen Lian still approves of her, there are too many people in the world, and they don't even want to save others when they are in trouble for a while.

It's not that they're doing wrong, after all, not everyone is a sage and has great compassion.

It is just necessary to admit that people who are willing to lend a helping hand to others should always be good.

Shen Lian stood alone in the distance, there was no snow today, and it was still very cold, but Shen Lian couldn't feel the pain of the cold, and Xiao Xun and Qianmo couldn't feel it.

The poor people in ragged clothes could feel that they were huddling together to make fires in the shantytowns.

Even if Shen Lian and them were not cold, they also left three independent huts for them to live in, Qixiu couldn't understand, but Shen Lian explained that he couldn't be wronged because of his kindness.

He believes that only by being kind to oneself can one be kind to others, rather than being kind to others first, and being harsh on himself. This doesn't seem to be as great as Hui Ke's broken arm before, but Shen Lian wants to be a real person.

He only persuaded Qixiu, but Qixiu listened to him very much.

Shen Lian felt that he was only one step away from returning the pill, and it seemed to be far away in the sky, that feeling was like seeing the moon in the water, obviously in front of him, but he couldn't touch it.

The mirror is like a dream, without a bit of reality.

Shen Lian didn't know how to take this step, maybe he would have to wait many years, and then at some point, like Chen Jianmei, he would suddenly come to his senses, or maybe he would be like the three Daoren, until he sat down.

There was a bonfire in the distance, stars in the sky, and the crescent moon was like an eyebrow, he heard Song Qingyi's meditation and pranayama, and also heard Qixiu chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, those ordinary people were in the shantytown, disturbing their daily life.

His spiritual sense was now sharper, and he was able to observe the things around him more finely, and he could analyze them clearly.

None of this had anything to do with him, Shen Lian suddenly wanted to do something that had no purpose, and didn't think about the predicament of his current cultivation.

He walked aimlessly in this cold night, there were very few people on the long street, and every house was closed, he passed by the Drunken Immortal Residence, which was still very lively, and Shen Lian suddenly wanted to drink.

He rarely drank alcohol in his life, and the time he really drank happily was the night before he was about to leave the Shen family to ask for an immortal visit, and he had a happy drink with Bai Yufei.

Shen Lian still remembered how Bai Yufei said to him, 'You are a person who is not happy enough'.

After many years, Shen Lian felt that he had changed a lot, but there were still many that had not changed.

He was resolute, but not as resolute as Chen Jianmei, he was resolute, but Hui Ke was even more resolute, but he was still Shen Lian.

Shen Lian, who is still Shen Lian, did not stop at the door of the Drunken Immortal Residence, nor did he go in, he wanted to drink, and he would not drink in this kind of place, because this shop is very large, there are many people, and it is also very noisy.

Ruoxi likes hustle and bustle, while Shen Lian prefers quiet.

Thinking of Ruoxi, Shen Lian wanted to drink even more.

About seven shops went ahead and it was a tavern that happened to be closed.

After Shen Lian entered, he became the only customer in the store, and of course there was no preferential treatment.

The tavern was run by an old man who looked to be about sixty years old, with a lot of wrinkles on his face, which was considered a long life for ordinary people in this world.

He seems to have good legs, but he doesn't have any enthusiasm, which is probably because of the bad business here. As for why the business here is not good, it can be seen from Shen Lian's eyes that the tables and chairs here are already very worn, but the old man is still very clean, and the store is also neat.

He ordered a jug of wine and poured it into a cup and drank it slowly. (

Halfway through the pot, another person came to the shop.

In the cold winter night, this person is wearing a white pleated skirt, a wind-moving dress, like a fairy, her lotus arms are looming, her skin is very white, her figure is absolutely the golden ratio, and the ups and downs of her chest are always just right to provoke people.

In terms of posture, Shen Lian has never seen a few people who can beat her, and he still knows this woman.

It stands to reason that he should do it, and he is too lazy to do it at this time.

She came without deliberately twisting her waist~ limbs, and the dark incense that provoked reverie came and sat opposite Shen Lian. Shen Lian only saw the woman in front of him smiling, and her eyes were full of autumn water, which was touching.

Then the woman patted her delicate hand and said to the old man: "Uncle bring me a small stove, I want warm wine, a plate of beef, a plate of white meat, a plate of peanuts, by the way, two pots of wine, and a cup." The woman's voice is like an empty mountain flowing spring, hitting a rock, and like a pearl falling into a jade break, crisp and beautiful.

The food and drinks are very fast, and it seems that even the restaurants that have bad business always have the food and drinks.