The Sage Who Transcended Samsara: Fanwai (2) Things in the story

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A green lantern, the wind in the ancient courtyard, and the sound of frogs and insects occasionally sounded, and it even set off the quiet night.

The dilapidated hall, with dim and dim candlelights, sits on two figures, one dressed in a green shirt, with a normal face, a calm temperament, Yuanzhu Yuezhi, and a shaved bald head , Red lips and white teeth, gray robe slightly enlarged, full of childish and ignorant.

He looked at the man in the blue shirt opposite, scratching his head, unable to hold back his inner curiosity, widening his eyes and speaking out:

"Master, how many insects are there outside?"

"One hundred and one questions." The shirtless man answered plainly.

"Uh ..." Little novice monk was stunned, how come one hundred and one questions? I was very restrained in asking questions!

According to Master ’s rules, you can ask up to a hundred questions a day, but you are really curious!

He dropped his head, his face was depressed, and he would have to know the answer tomorrow, but there are so many interesting things and new things tomorrow. One hundred questions are simply not enough, so save the flowers!

The children ’s dips came and went quickly. Little novice monk quickly raised his head, both eyes swelled: "Master, Master, say yes to continue telling stories tonight? I want to listen to the story of Qi Zhengyan! "

"The story of Qi Zhengyan ..." The man in the blue shirt sighed and recalled, "Where was it last time?"

"Speaking of Qi Zhengyan being sent to Yí City as a deputy, the cousin was picked up by some ghost sword for his tendons and hamstrings, and he couldn't get revenge!" Little novice monk proudly said, "Master, my memory Great? "

"The 102nd question." The T-shirt man said nothing.

"Uh ..." Little novice monk pursed his lips, put aside his annoyance, and excitedly said, "Master tells me, Master tells me, I look forward to Qi Zhengyan revenge for his cousin! But he had an adventure in the magic pool People! "

The T-shirt man ’s eyes turned to the dim light: "After Qi Zhengyan was dissuaded by the principal, the surface was patient, and he had nothing to do with Ye Family, but every night, his heart was arguing and fighting fiercely."

"The" He "who blended the experience of Demon Lord is sneering, sarcasm, and things in the world are powerful, and the essence is always weak meat and strong food. Why do you resist passing on power and resisting this valuable" wealth that is unparalleled in the world "? '? Look now, being bullied to the head and being moved by relatives, there is no alternative but to speak of bitterness! "

"The original" He "was shaken, what about the decent, if he didn't fight for his own strength, he wouldn't have survived sullen. In the final analysis, his own strength is the foundation of everything, as long as he can restrain Demon Art Influence, keep your heart, what is the experience and insight of Demon Lord worth fearing? Sword is also a killer! "

Little novice monk listens very seriously, but this does not prevent him from interjecting: "But Master, you said that if you seduce others with Heavenly Demon, they often start from very make sense and from the place where the other party feels that they can win the ticket steadily. It has an effect, but as long as this gap is opened, it will become bigger and bigger. Sooner or later, I will mention it, Master, do I remember very well ... well, you continue to talk. "

"Qi Zhengyan also has such worries, so he has endured it and told himself that the gentleman has revenge, and it is not too late for ten years." Yun Danfeng, a T-shirt man, said lightly.

"Yes, but this way, again, too wronged, right, wronged!" young monk said righteously.

The T-shirt man gave no response to him. He continued to say to himself: "Just when he was suffering, Zhen Ding came, and he called his cousin, a look of exhaustion."

"Zhen Ding is here! He is a grumpy boy! Will he draw a knife to help?" Little novice monk said excitedly.

Zhen Ding is the same as young monk!

"After Qi Zhengyan was stunned and helpless, Zhen Ding was introduced into the backyard. After saying goodbye to each other, Zhen Ding already was still popular, no longer a monk, and claimed to be Little Meng."

"Oh ..." Little novice monk was disappointed.

"Qi Zhengyan failed to hide Little Meng, so he told him the matter and planned to find wine to catch up with him. Little Meng said that if there is wine, there is no vegetables, and he volunteered to buy the most famous sauce beef on the street." Qingshan The man slowly said that the river with a pleasant tone of as if had some kind of tranquility and joy, and there was also a precipitation that time could not take away. "Qi Zhengyan has spent some time to find a good wine, and it has to be opened in the future. Little Meng will buy good sauce. When the beef came back, he took a sip of wine and said he went to get the sword, then unwrapped the package and took it out. This is the ghost sword's carry-on sword. "

"Ghost Sword's carry-on sword? The sword is there, the sword is dead! When Little Meng went to buy the sauce beef, Shunlu killed the ghost sword to revenge for Qi Zhengyan cousin? Shunlu! Too handsome to have No! It's too cool, is there any! "Little novice monk cheered.

The T-shirt man glanced at him: "Are you secretly playing the universal realm?"

"Hehe ..." Little novice monk smirked, "Master you continue."

"Qi Zhengyan is very shocking, of course, it is also a yearning, happy and enemies, vertical and horizontal Jiang Hu, regardless of other, this life is the longing of everyone who is interested in Jiang Hu, so they have to go out out traveling to improve their minds." Speaking of which, the man in the T-shirt changed his voice, "I'll talk about it today, and you should go to sleep."

Little novice monk tweak one's ears and scratch one's cheeks said: "Master, I guess later, whether Qi Zhengyan was repeatedly frustrated when he wandered Jiang Hu, and finally accepted the experience of Demon Lord, degenerated into a demon?"

"103 questions, buckle from tomorrow." The T-shirt man didn't see a smile. "He did accept Demon Lord's experience because he was not reconciled, but he was glad to find the devil in arrived's own heart and was willing to throw it away. The devil with blood on his head has not lost his humanity. "

"What is the devil in his heart?" Little novice monk knew that he would be detained, but he couldn't help but say anything.

The T-shirt man looked at his ignorant both eyes and said: "Everyone has a natural aura and is born equal. He wants to create a world where everyone has equal opportunities but not absolute equality."

"What is this ..." Little novice monk doesn't understand it, but it feels very powerful, "What about Qi Zhengyan now? Master, you said he really exists!"

The man in the blue shirt looked out the window at night and looked far away: "Now everyone can practice martial arts in Changping, and can all get the best and most solid cultivation technique while laying the foundation. Corresponding qualifications, various peerless divine art also have enough opportunities to learn, the rest are different, as if, the chances are barely equal. In all the worlds, Qi Zhengyan is not designed for opposition, of course, it is in vain. "

He looked back, his eyes were so deep:

"Tianping Taiping, everyone is hopeful, everything will be alive, the sword will be sheathed by angelica, hidden in the hall, no sharp edge, as if ordinary things, and if the world is upside down, noble and solid, hard to see the light, then the sword must be Out of the sheath, if not, it will disturb the situation, and then cast the word. "

Little novice monk can't understand it, but can only say a long "Oh ..."

"You should sleep peacefully." The T-shirt man emphasized again.

Little novice monk closed his eyes and meditated to clear his heart. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed a slit:

"Master, Master, obviously you are not a monk, why am I novice monk?"

"The 106th question." The T-shirt man said blankly, "Because when you were admitted, you were a little novice monk."

"Master, Master, can I not be a monk?"

"Master, Master ..."

......

The night is deep, the moon is round, and the wind is quiet. (To be continued.)