Young Master Hai flew a hundred miles away, wrapped in golden Buddha light, and the Buddha's palm was clearly printed on him. When he fell from the sky and slid for a long time, the Buddha's palm gradually disappeared. At the same time, his gold-plated robe broke out a clear palm hole, revealing the delicate and smooth skin inside, but there was no seal on it.

Young Master Hai frowned, and then a golden magic power surged out of his body. The broken palm hole was gradually covered by golden magic power. Finally, the gilded ornamental suit was finally sewn.

Someone laughed loudly, and said with a loud bang: "Brother Hai, you are starting to have sex with the bald donkey now, and you won't wait for me."

The person who spoke was a burly man standing on a small hillside in the distance, with many small sarcoma on his forehead.

This is naturally the Nine-Headed Demon King, and his face is really red when he smiles.

Mr. Hai thought to himself: It's so unlucky, and he will see this barbarian. Although he asked the Nine-Headed Demon King for help, he still doesn't look down on this guy very much and dislikes him too vulgar.

Mr. Hai thought that he was an elegant monster with style. The nine-headed demon king was vulgar and liked to be artful. If this guy wasn't easier to persuade, Mr. Hai wouldn't have found him.

But this guy agreed to his help, and delayed it for more than ten years before setting out to the Western Wilderness. Although for these demons, more than ten years is no different from the ten days of mortals, Mr. Hai is still very unhappy.

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't show any of it. Instead, he looked at the Nine-headed Demon King and said, "When did you arrive, you won't inform me in advance. I also have a Beppu in Xihuang. I have to treat you well before doing things.

The Nine-Headed Demon King took a step and appeared in front of Mr. Hai. He also had a magical power that shrank into an inch. He was much more domineering than the Guangqing Immortal Sect. He took one step and the ground nearby trembled a little.

Then the Nine-Headed Demon King smiled proudly and said, "I'm here this time, but I'm going to catch up with a good thing and a treasure."

Mr. Hai narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh, what kind of treasure is it that can actually make Brother Ninth take a fancy to you."

The Nine-Headed Demon King said, "Brother Hai is not going to invite me to your Beppu? Look at how I am here." He stretched out his hand and there was a small villa in his hand.

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

The Nine-Headed Demon King opened his mouth and squirted out a black light, spreading around, razing the place to the ground until the small hillside. Finally, he threw the small villa out of it, raising it in the wind, landing steadily on the ground, and suddenly became a villa in Bespoke.

There were three words in front of the gate, "Nine Saints Mansion" engraved, with domineering and sharp fonts.

He said proudly: "Brother Hai, this Ruyi magic weapon is like, it is convenient to carry it with you." There are not many Ruyi magic weapons in the world, and it is even rare to refine a cave to change as you like. He can have one of the nine-headed demon kings. In front of those friends in the world, he can hold his head up and his chest up. Besides, Mr. Hai is extremely rich and cannot find such a treasure.

Mr. Hai looked at the Nine Saint Mansion, pondered for a while, and finally sighed: "Brother Nine, you are in big trouble." He didn't expect that this guy was not only fair, but also had less knowledge, and he dared to take anything from that person.

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Of course, Shen Lian didn't know what happened to Mr. Hai. As for Master Huike, he politely rejected Shen Lian's guardian.

Huike dragged one arm and disappeared into the vast snow under the gaze of everyone who had heard of His Dharma.

The fighting between Mr. Hai and Huike was really quite different. Almost everyone here could see clearly. It can be said that they would never meet such a deed of fighting against the gods in their entire lives. Until Huike cut off his arm and forced Mr. Hai to retreat, it was actually only a short while.

Everyone was uproared, regretting Huike's injuries, and wondering what the origin of Mr. Hai was.

But Huike left too quickly, so Chen Lian and Song Qingyi and Qixiu were the closest people, so someone wanted to ask them. Before those people gathered around, Chen Lian and others left first.

Hui is unintentionally promoting Buddhism. He is speaking, telling others about his understanding of Buddhism to others and to himself.

Even though his understanding is a heresy in the eyes of some monks, he still says it without any mistake and does not stay in a certain place. This is "walking".

Chen Lian envied Huike because he had his own way and believed it without doubt. Song Qingyi also had his own way, and his way was the "Tao" taught by Lu Jiuyuan. He didn't have to look for other ways of doing things, he just needed to go step by step.

Qixiu is somewhat similar to Song Qingyi, but still different. She is really compassionate. Nowadays, many poor people are hungry in the snow and ice. Qixiu saw those poor people who fell ill on the roadside and couldn't help but go up to do something within her ability.

Although Chen Lian regards birth, old age, sickness and death as common, he still takes out the golden leaves on his body and handed them to Qixiu.

This money has been turned into simple shanty towns and buckets of hot porridge to protect the poor.

Qixiu is keen on helping others, and Song Qingyi is very helpful. Chen Lian occasionally works with her. He mainly teaches Qixiu some medical skills and methods to diagnose pathology when he only relies on the fearless seal to cure diseases, or it costs too much.

Make Qixiu a little easier and save more people with limited power.

Qixiu can only save these people for a while, but not for a lifetime, but Chen Lian still recognizes her very much. There are too many people in the world who are reluctant to save others in a temporary situation.

It’s not that they did something wrong, after all, not everyone is a sage and has great compassion.

It is just that you must admit that people who are willing to help others should always be good.

Chen Lian stood alone in the distance. It didn’t snow anymore today. It was still very cold, but Chen Lian couldn’t feel the pain of coldness, and Xiao Xun and Qianmo couldn’t feel it either.

Those poor people in ragged clothes could feel that they were huddling together in the shanty towns to make fire.

Even though Chen Lian and they were not cold, they left three separate huts for them to live in. Qixiu could not understand, but Chen Lian had some explanations and could not feel sorry for himself because of this.

He believed that only by being kind to himself can one be good to others as expected, rather than being kind to others first, and being harsh on himself. This seems to be no match for Huike's previous greatness, but Chen Lian wants to be a real person.

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

Chen Lian felt that he was only one step away from the Pill, and it seemed to be far away from the sky. The feeling was like seeing the moon in the water, which was clearly in front of him, but could not touch it.

The mirror and the moon are like dreams and illusions, without any truth.

Chen Lian didn't know how to take this step. Perhaps he had to wait many years later, and then at some point, like Chen Jianmei, he suddenly realized it, or perhaps like the Taoist who asked him three times until he was transformed.

There was a bonfire in the distance, there were stars in the sky, and the crescent moon was like eyebrows. He heard Song Qingyi’s meditation and breathing sounds, and also heard Qixiu chanting Buddhist scriptures. Those ordinary people were in the shanty towns, disturbing family matters.

His spiritual sense is becoming more and more sensitive, observing the things around him, becoming more and more refined, and being able to analyze clearly.

All of this has nothing to do with him. Chen Lian suddenly wanted to do something without any purpose, not thinking about his current dilemma of cultivation.

He walked aimlessly on this cold night. There were few people on the long street, and every household closed its doors. He passed by Zuixianju. It was still very lively inside. Chen Lian suddenly wanted to drink.

He rarely drank alcohol in his life. The time he really drank was a night before he was about to leave the Shen family to seek immortality and visit the Taoist temple.

Chen Lian still remembers what Bai Yufei said to him, "You are a person who is not happy enough."

After many years, Chen Lian felt that he had changed a lot, but there were still many unchanged things.

He was determined, but not as good as Chen Jianmei; he was determined, but Huike was even more determined, but he was still refining.

It was still Chen Lian, and he did not stop at the gate of Zuixianju or go in. He wanted to drink, and he would not drink in such a place because the store was large, there were many people, and it was noisy.

Ruoxi likes hustle and bustle, and Chen Lian prefers tranquility.

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

I passed about seven shops, a tavern that happened to be open.

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

The tavern is run by an old man. He looks like he is about sixty years old and has many pleated faces. As for ordinary people in this world, he is considered a long life.

He looked very smart, but he didn't have any enthusiasm, so he came here because of the bad business. As for why the business here was not good, with a deep look, the tables and chairs here were already very worn, but the old man wiped them very cleanly, and the store was also considered neat.

He ordered a pot of wine and poured it into a cup to drink slowly.

Not halfway through the pot of wine, another person came to the store.

In the cold winter night, this person was wearing a white pleated skirt, a wind-moving dress, and was as beautiful as a fairy. Her arms were faintly visible, her skin was very white, her figure was definitely a golden ratio, and the ups and downs on her chest were always just right to make people feel intrigued.

In terms of her handsome appearance, I have never seen many people who can beat her, but he still knows this woman.

Logically speaking, he should have done it, but he was too lazy to do it at this time.

She came slowly, without deliberately twisting her waist and limbs. The faint fragrance that was fascinating came, and sat opposite Shen Lian. Chen Lian only saw the woman in front of her smiling, her eyes were filled with autumn water, and her heart was touching.

Then the woman patted her delicate hands and said to the old man: "The old man brings me a small stove. I want to use warm wine, and then a plate of beef, a plate of white meat, a plate of peanuts, and two pots of wine and a cup." The woman's voice was like an empty mountain and flowing spring, hitting the rocks, and it was like a broken pearl and jade, crisp and beautiful.

The wine and food are served very quickly. It seems that even the restaurant is not as good as the business, it is always equipped with wine and food.
Chapter completed!