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Chapter 160 Wind and Thunder

Fang Yanying agreed to Fahai's words, and then Fahai looked at the elegiac couplet for a long time.

After drinking three cups of spiritual tea, Fahai came to his senses and then asked the novice monk to see him off, but he seemed to have no interest in talking with Fang Yanying.

He came and left in a hurry, but he was just a messenger between Chen Lian and Fahai. But she didn't understand that the magical powers of Uncle Master and Zen Master Fahai should have a way to talk to each other even if they were thousands of miles apart. Why did she have to be a phony tube?

She couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it.

When you come, someone blocks the road, but when you return, no one blocks the road. The dawn breaks east, and the dew is still heavy at this time. The morning light falls on the grass and trees, reflecting psychedelic colors. A few birds cry, calling out a high vitality.

When Fang Yanying returned to the view of killing, she thought to herself: I'd better return this sword talisman to Uncle Master.

She made a decision, trying not to think about the power of the sword talisman.

If the power of the sword talisman can be used continuously, it will be enough to make her live a happy life in this world. She thought about it and then forced herself not to think about it. She was afraid that she would be reluctant to hand over the sword talisman to her uncle.

In the view of immortality, the formation arranged with the essence of the five elements in front of him, and the earth energy of the surrounding mountains gathers silently in the view of killing.

This convergence is subtle. Only ten or twenty years or even hundreds of years can the effect be seen. At that time, the outlook on killing will become a veritable blessed place for practice.

Although it is not as good as the Five Peaks of Qingxuan, it is enough to establish a sect.

Although Chen Lian arranged the formation, it was impossible for others to notice. At least Fang Yanying who came in could not find the formation. She just felt that the vitality here was a little richer than before, and it was a little comfortable.

She respectfully told Chen Lian about everything in Jinguang Temple. In fact, there was nothing to say. In short, Fahai would come to visit Chen Lian.

After listening to it, Chen Lian didn't find it strange. His cultivation in the past was far less than that of Mr. Hai who was renamed Fahai, but now everyone is on par. Not only does he need Fahai's help in something, Fahai also needs his assistance.

The two of them knew it well.

In such a thing, as long as it is not deliberately hidden, it is very common for them to know the elegant meaning when they hear the strings and songs.

In fact, the higher the level, the less you can express your words, especially when you meet the same wise person, you can understand before you can speak.

But it must be said that because their practice is not to destroy human nature, but to be able to restrain themselves more.

Chen Lian knew clearly that this was not so brilliant, and it was even an obstacle to his practice. He could not be considered perfect in the realm of the sacred immortals and Buddhas.

Only by being able to "do whatever you want without breaking the rules" can the situation be revealed.

It is amazing that when his emotions are naturally revealed, he can still raise his hands and feet and follow the way.

This situation cannot be achieved by deliberately pursuing it.

He smiled at Fang Yanying and said, "You did a good job. I saw it all when you killed the White Moon Demon Clan. It is rare that you can get out of fear at that time, and it is worthy of your master's value you. A person's qualifications are determined innately, but the final achievement depends on acquired efforts. Maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, as long as you don't give up, you can also practice to the level of my present today, so you don't have to give me the sword talisman, and don't be afraid of being dependent. When you have this idea in your mind, the dependence already exists."

Chen Lian said in a leisurely manner, Fang Yanying's heart was shocked. Unexpectedly, Uncle Master knew clearly what he was thinking, and Chen Lian's last sentence was even more thought-provoking.

Fang Yanying pondered for a while, then handed out the sword talisman, with a firm look on her eyes and said to Chen Lian: "Uncle Master wants to keep the sword talisman by my side to test my heart of Tao, but I learned the invisible sword technique. Since it is invisible, why keep this tangible thing? The disciples don't know what to do in the future, but they understand that if I keep it, I will have a trace in my heart, so I also ask Uncle Master to ask me to return it."

After she thought about it, she refused.

Chen Lian asked her to keep the sword talisman in order to make her understand the principle of not being stuck in things. But Fang Yanying deeply analyzed herself that she was not a natural person, and every step of her cultivation required her to be down-to-earth. Her master asked her to concentrate on the invisible sword technique and focus on her mind, and she kept doing it.

So she decided to practice step by step, understand her weight, and not do such ambitious things.

Chen Lian took the sword talisman, his eyes full of admiration, and said leisurely: "Uncle Master is underestimating you. You are the Qianliju of Senior Brother Chen's family. Your outlook on killing will be enlarged in your hands in the future."

Fang Yanying does not have the highest cultivation qualifications, nor does she have the natural Taoist heart and amazing spiritual awareness, but she is an independent heart under her unremarkable appearance.

Such a person will be recognized by Chen Jianmei's wise eyes and taught the wonderful methods sooner or later, and will shine with her.

Maybe it will take decades, maybe hundreds of years, as long as she doesn't die halfway, her future will be very bright.

Fang Yanying was quite surprised and didn't understand why uncle had such a high opinion of her.

She knew her foundation, and even among the disciples who are of the view of killing, she was not the fastest to practice. She was able to cultivate the most among the people, but relying on diligence and the foundation laid since childhood.

Compared to her uncle and master, she is not even considered the light of fireflies.

Chen Lian looked at her expression and said without explaining, "I want to go out, but the mustard greens in the mountains are still very tender and I really want to eat them. I will come back later. You can go and prepare some."

Fang Yanying couldn't help but be shocked. Unexpectedly, Uncle Master would still have a desire to taste the taste today. Cooking is not her best, but since Uncle Master gave her instructions, then go and cook. There is a cold spring in the mountains, full of energy, and there are some wild mustard greens next to it. It tastes good and has spiritual energy. It can be used as an ingredient to help her practice, so she will pick some occasionally.

She thought of this in her mind, then suddenly looked up and saw purple and green wings appearing behind Chen Lian. She shook lightly, and then she suddenly felt wind and thunder.

There was only one thought left in her mind, how could there be such a quick escape method in the world?

Last time she was taken by Chen Lian, and she could not directly experience how fast Feng Lei escaped. It was not until this time that she realized that the method of escape was incredible to describe it.

Nanhai, Zizai Temple.

Zizai'an is in the South China Sea, and not many people know about it. Even if they know about it, not many people can get here.

Fishermen often find that there is purple air lingering on the island where Zizai Temple is located, and there is a distant sound of Buddha. When they get closer, they will be confused and away from the island.

Over time, the fishermen all knew the magic of the island and no longer approached it.

Because there is purple air and Buddha sounds coming out, some people call it "Purple Sound Island".

A thunder sounded, and someone entered the island.

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