Leng Yiyi is extremely hard-hearted, and she doesn't say much, because speaking is not her strong point. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the green silk fluttered in the air, shining in the sun.

It turned out that Leng Yiyi used the Qingyu sword in his hand to cut off a bunch of hair from his head to use it to clear his mind.

Song Wan'er was about to go over, Nangong Shaoyou gently took Song Wan'er's hand and shook her head.

He knew that Leng Yiyi was extremely stubborn, and it was difficult to persuade her to decide what she decided, so she could only solve it when time passed and let her figure it out slowly.

If you try to persuade her, she will be even more proficient in the horns, especially when she has a long sword in her hand.

Master Huijing glanced at Nangong Shaoyou, Nangong Shaoyou nodded, and she immediately understood.

Namaste: " Amitabha, Yiyi Since you have the heart to enter the Buddha's door, the Buddha's door is vast, there is no person who cannot be crossed, but Buddhism emphasizes a fate, if you have the end of the earth, even if you are in the world, the heart is also to the Buddha, the four are empty, if the dust is not finished, even if the Azure Lantern Buddha, it is also a blasphemy of the Buddha, and now the poor nun will accept you as a lay disciple of the Emei faction, your teacher is still Song Zixiu Daxia, and the master in the Buddhism is the poor nun, if you really get rid of the mortal dust in the future, I will naturally shave for you, you are still using the name Leng Yiyi in the world, and now the second generation of disciples of the Emei faction areThe word 'Jing', your Buddha name is called Jingchen. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand and gently touched Leng Yiyi's head, which was regarded as shaving for her.

"Disciple Jingchen greets Master!"

Leng Yiyi deducted three heads from Mrs. Huijing, and Mrs. Huijing also accepted.

Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er were stunned by this sudden change, but they were helpless, knowing that the current solution to this matter was the best, and hoped that one day Leng Yiyi would figure it out by herself, or go back to report to Song Zixiu, and only if the master said it, Leng Yiyi could listen to it convincingly.

Leng Yiyi stood up, walked in front of Nangong Shaoyou, and presented the Qingyu Sword with both hands: "Senior Brother Nangong, this Qingyu Sword was given by the master when I went down the mountain back then, and it is my beloved thing, Leng Yiyi, who loves you in the world, has already given it to you, and for the Buddhist disciple Jingchen, he will only keep in mind the kindness of the master's gift of the sword back then, and he can't forget it until he dies. ”

"Yiyi, Buddhism pays attention to the four major emptiness, what Qingyu Sword, what Master's kindness, are all mirrors, such as dream bubbles, such as dew and electricity. Nangong Shaoyou said formally: "You still remember the previous things in your heart at the moment, why did you escape into the empty door, your heart originally belonged to the mortal world, why bother to embarrass yourself." ”

Nangong Shao lobbied to the emotional place and held Leng Yiyi's hands: "Yiyi, let's go back to the master and go back to the Xiaoyao Palace together, okay?"

Leng Yiyi's eyes turned red, and she vigorously broke away from Nangong Shaoyou's hand: "Senior Brother Nangong, please don't call me Yiyi again, and call me Senior Sister when we meet in the future, or Jingchen Xiaoni." ”

When she said this, she couldn't help herself, turned her face and walked behind Mrs. Huijing, and then said softly: "Sister Wan'er, I wish you and Senior Brother Nangong grow old together, Senior Brother Nangong, and I also wish you and Feifei to stay together for a long time and become a fairy couple, on your wedding day, I can't come, I guess I am in front of the Buddha that day, blessing you." ”

When she said this, her voice choked and she couldn't go on.

Master Huijing sighed and said, "Wan'er, Nangong Shaoxia, please wait for the poor nun to tell Song Daxia that you can't go to Xiaoyao Palace, and please tell my junior sister Huiyuan that she will be sent to your wedding on behalf of Emei, hey, I hope that in the near future, I can also go to Xiaoyao Palace." ”

Her words are the most obvious, Leng Yiyi's mood at the moment, she is not worried about her alone, she can only accompany her, I hope that one day, she can change her mind and take herself to the Xiaoyao Palace.

Nangong Shaoyou was also very helpless when he heard this, and saluted: "Master Lao Huijing takes care of Yiyi too much, Yiyi, take care of yourself!"

After that, he took Song Wan'er's hand and strode back to Shaomu Mountain, he was not ruthless, but this situation, if he stayed any longer, it would only add sadness.

In fact, he also wanted to find his master quickly, hoping to persuade her to come back while Master Huijing and Leng Yiyi had not gone far.

The two of them performed light skills, and soon returned to the inn at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, only to see that in front of the inn, they were all sleeping with drunken heroes, and those who were not drunk were still talking loudly, guessing boxing, but the voices were all vague and clear.

In the inn, there were bursts of cheers, mixed with the shouts of young girls.

Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help laughing, the girl who was shouting was Lin Ziyan, you didn't need to look at it, you could guess that Master Song Zixiu was still fighting with Lingbao Daoist.

The two of them were originally massive, and with the extremely deep cultivation of internal strength, Nangong Shaoyou estimated that the winner of this wine fight would not be able to be determined until at least the evening.

When I went in to take a look, I saw Master and Lingbao Daoist sitting opposite each other, Lingbao Daoist was originally red, and his face became more and more ruddy, and Master Song Zixiu's face was also slightly flushed.

But the current situation, not the two of them fighting alone, but a group fight, I saw that on the master's side, the third junior brother Mu Yiyun was already drunk, and there was Guo Huaiyong on the side, but seeing his ruddy face, slightly drunk, at a glance, he knew that he had just joined the war group, although he was massive, but his internal strength was not as good as Mu Yiyun, it was impossible for Mu Yiyun to fall, he was still sitting.

Behind the master stood Murong Feifei, Lin Ziyan, Zeng Qiting, Chai An, Zhang Qi, and Xiao Jiu, all of whom had chairs in front of them, obviously the atmosphere was warm, and they couldn't hold back and stood up.

And Lingbao Daoist sat next to Liang Kai and Lingzhen Daoist, looking at the posture, there was no need to look at everyone's faces at all, Nangong Shaoyou already knew in his heart, the master's side would not be able to win no matter what.

"Master!" Nangong Shaoyou shouted.

Song Zixiu was overjoyed: "Lingbao Daoist, Shaoyou is back, just my master and apprentice, I can deal with the three of you, haha!"

Guo Huaiyong was already seven or eight points drunk, and when he saw Nangong Shaoyou coming back with Song Wan'er, the robe on his body was gone, and he was only wearing underwear.

Then the fox said suspiciously: "Brother Nangong, where have you been all night, why did you come back with Miss Song when you are not in good clothes?"

When everyone heard this, they all heard the meaning of his words, but everyone was a person with extremely high cultivation, and they knew that he had drunk too much, so they didn't care.

On the contrary, Murong Feifei knew Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er very well, and knew that something was wrong, so he immediately said nervously: "Senior brother, what happened?"