“That’s not arrogant.”

On the mountain road, Ding Yan said, "That's knowledge."

"You just look down on Buddhism."

Baima said, "I really don't know what advantages the Ten Thousand Spirit Kingdom has, which makes you so fascinated."

"technology."

Ding Yan answered.

He is obsessed with the immortal techniques and research of Huaguo Mountain, which is much better than pursuing purity and freedom.

"We have to find the relics earlier?"

Ding Suang continued: "If we were found first by those bald donkeys, our year of hard work would be in vain."

One day later, Ding Yan led the white horse into a city.

"This is the only place in this area that has not been inspected, and the relics must be here."

Ding Yan said.

"How do we find such a big city?"

asked the white horse.

“There is a ten thousand-year-old peach tree tree in the northwest, and we went over and asked about it.”

Ding Yan led the white horse to the suburbs of the northwest city and found an extremely huge dead tree.

The trunk of the dead tree is so wide that it is now the envoy of the blooming peach blossoms. This peach tree not only has no petals, but also cannot even see a single leaf.

"This peach tree is dead."

Baima said.

Ding Yan walked over and said, "Are you a peach tree spirit?"

The peach tree spirit is silent.

"It seems that he is dead."

Ding Xiang turned around and said, "Burn it!"

"etc"

Taoshu immediately reacted, and an old man's face appeared on the trunk: "You two have something to say, so let me spare Laoshu."

"I'll ask you something."

Ding Yan said, "The Mountain God said you are the oldest fairy nearby, and you have been a mountain god for longer than he has been a mountain god. You must have heard of relics, right?"

"That's really not."

The peach tree shook its bare branches and replied: "Although I have been here for a long time, I only developed spiritual intelligence five hundred years ago, and only had five hundred years of memory."

Ding Xiang frowned slightly and asked again: "Then have you seen any strange things happening in the past five hundred years?"

“See.”

Peach Tree replied: "Yesterday there were seven spider spirits who said they wanted to learn some Taoism and pulled out all my leaves and peach blossoms."

"Spider spirit?"

Ding Suan fell into deep thought. Are those spider spirits also from Huaguoshan?

"I found you!"

Just then, two figures suddenly fell from the sky.

Muzha and the virgin landed on the ground and looked at Ding Yan angrily.

Ding Yan was stunned for a moment: "Are you looking for it too? Then I'll leave first."

"You still want to leave?"

Muzha threw out a fairy rope and wanted to tie him up.

"stop!"

The white horse turned into a girl and grabbed the immortal rope with her hands.

"you……"

Muzha was stunned. This immortal rope could only be grasped by an immortal: "Who are you?"

"You care about me."

The girl replied: "If you want to catch him, you have to pass my level first."

"you……"

Muzha's expression became solemn, and he turned around and said to the virgin: "Please take these two people down with me."

"Yes, senior brother."

The virgin begins casting spells.

"Children, be careful."

At this time another voice sounded, and the four of them looked back and saw that Guanyin Bodhisattva had arrived.

"I'll tell you two are running out early in the morning to do something."

The Bodhisattva looked at Muzha and the others: "It turns out that they are here to do something wrong."

"Buddha."

Muzha quickly replied: "He is the one who fired the bomb yesterday."

"I know."

The Bodhisattva glanced at Ding Yan.

She said to Ding Suang: "I two boys were injured because of you. If you join me in the future, you will not pursue the past."

Ding Yan's expression suddenly became cold: "Why isn't it over yet!"

These bald donkeys from Lingshan muttered beside him for several years, and they were annoyed when they heard it.

After finally being quiet for two years, Ding Huan did not expect that Guanyin Bodhisattva would be raised again.

"Tell Buddha that I won't go to Lingshan."

Ding Suan said, "I don't like there."

"Amitabha."

Guanyin smiled and said, "If you don't go to Lingshan, you can go to my Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, where the scenery is beautiful..."

"Feel sorry."

Ding Suang said, "I am just a mortal and have no interest in being a monk."

Guanyin Bodhisattva felt unhappy, and it was indeed difficult for this young man to pass away.

"If all spirits are so stubborn, they will not become stronger."

The Bodhisattva couldn't help but think: "How will the Buddha deal with them in the future?"

She vaguely felt that the Buddhist teachings of Lingshan were becoming increasingly difficult to adapt to the three realms and had to change.

When the thoughts arise, the Bodhisattva sighs in his heart.

"Can't think deeply."

If she doubts the correctness of the doctrine because of the failure of the people who have transformed all spirits, wouldn’t she become like a golden cicada?

After thousands of years of accumulation of Buddhist doctrines, how can there be any mistakes? In the eyes of immortals, this change in the mortal world is just a moment. How can they shake the heart of Taoism because of them?

After some self-instruction, Guanyin Bodhisattva gradually calmed down.

"If you don't want to go to the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea, you can also choose to live in any place."

The Bodhisattva said.

Ding Yan was a little stunned, then as if he felt something. He raised his head and saw countless lights flying from all sides.

That was the Lingshan tribe who came to grab the last relic.

"It's a problem now."

Ding Yan looked at the monks and Bodhisattvas who fell one by one, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

However, at this time, he heard a familiar voice again.

"Floating ship!"

Ding Yan turned his head happily.

Guanyin Bodhisattva and others also looked at the sky behind him.

There, a huge floating boat came through the clouds and fog.
To be continued...