White Head Demon Master

Chapter 452: Net religiousization

"The White Head Demon Master (

Sect Master Nine Immortals went happily.

It can be seen that he is in a really good mood now. When he came, his steps were pretending to be relaxed, but now, his steps are really relaxed. Above the head of the whole person, it seems that a mountain is missing. like. If it weren't for the little fox holding a lantern to lead the way, it would make people wonder if the Sect Master of Qingjiang's No. 1 sect would suddenly jump up as he walked.

He even forgot to take away Monk You Fang.

Such a sudden visit, solemnly chatted a lot of things, but in fact, the specific things were basically not explained.

But he was already satisfied.

And before he left, he seemed to have been deliberate and joking, and said to Fangcun, "When the old man walks out of the gate of your guarding mountain sect, I must be aware of the whole Qingjiang River, even Yuancheng. The news that I have visited you, when that time comes, the old man will tell them frankly that the old man is just asking Mr. Fang Er to help speak..."

"However, Mr. Fang Er, who is devoted to cultivation and upright, rejected the old man with a stern resolute. The only problem is that everyone is responsible. As a gas refiner, we should be able to do what others can't, and be ahead of everyone, old man. Deeply touched, I am determined to take the lead and fight Dragon City to the end. When the difficulties of Dragon City are gone, we will not die. Then, the old man will confess my mistakes with tea to you in person!"

"..."

Fang Cun was full of emotion when he listened to him.

"In the past, I always heard of various sects in the world, there are a lot of capable people and strangers who are upright and strong, helping the building to turn the tide and turning the tide, and then stepping into the world of spiritual practice, I still think, listen With so many stories, why do I see so few now, and now I have to work with my predecessors to conspire big things, I understand that so many legends of lofty scholars are true, is it just this process..."

"..."

Sect Master Nine Immortals laughed, waved his sleeves, turned and left: "The legend is true, the process...not important!"

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Fang Cun believed in his reputation, and he was about to welcome praise soon.

I am afraid that the entire Qingjiang, and even the people of Yuancheng, will be grateful to themselves and admire them.

And Sect Master Nine Immortals, after this difficulty passed, maybe he would really come over in person and confess his mistakes by serving tea.

To a certain extent, this can be regarded as the compensation of Nine Immortals Sect?

This compensation, if not accepted, would be too sad.

So, I reluctantly, accept it...

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"Little fairy don't have to send each other off, go back earlier..."

Before the Sect Master of Nine Immortals could go out to guard the gate of the mountain sect, he turned his head very politely, gave the little fox a flick, then lowered his voice and said, "I will be free another day, come to my Nine Immortals Sect to play. At the end of the thousand years, there are so many different buildings in Wonderland, which are much stronger than the Shoushan School. Moreover, the elders are kind and polite. When they send the meeting ceremony, it is called a generous..."

The little fox held the lantern and said with a cold face: "Go away!"

Sect Master Nine Immortals did not change his face, his voice was slightly low, and he continued: "And I practice in the Nine Immortals Sect. I pay attention to detachment. Unlike other people, I only know how to immerse myself in practice, what words to practice, what kind of Taoism, as long as I live well. Comfortable, is good practice..."

The little fox's eyes were shining, and he blessed slightly, and said, "Senior, walk slowly..."

"Haha, let's say, the situation has stabilized after a while, I specially arrange someone to pick you up..."

Sect Master Nine Immortals laughed, turned and left, very relaxed and comfortable.

The little fox immediately happily carried the lantern and walked back. He saw Ye Ying squatting on the tree next to him on the road, waved him down, and whispered: "If you go back to Jiu Xianzong as a guest You can eat the toads there, you are welcome, but there are some things you have to pay attention to... Don’t just eat toads, you have to taste other good things..."

Ye Ying's eyes lit up and nodded repeatedly.

It seems that he is already full of expectations for the journey of the Nine Immortals.

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"Now that the affairs of the Immortal League are over, it's time to look at this Jingzong Nirvana Temple..."

Fang Cun saw that the little fox sent the Nine Immortal Sect Master to leave, he also stood up, stepping on the void, and walking towards the hall.

It stands to reason that now this monk Youfang is also a member of the Qingjiang Immortal League. He was detained in the Shoushan Sect because of his rude behavior. The Sect Master of Nine Immortals, as the leader of the Immortal League, has come to discuss with him. After the big event, when you left, you should beg for him. But the Sect Master of Nine Immortals simply forgot about it, and hummed a little song and left unhurriedly...

...Perhaps, this is what the old fox is deliberately suggesting to himself?

He thinks this monk Youfang is tricky?

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As Fang Cun thought, he walked into the main hall, and heard the sound of chanting before he got even closer.

The hall was dark and there were no candles lit.

But Fang Cun can naturally see the scene inside the temple. In the darkness, Monk You Fang’s feet are still trapped in the stone bricks. His figure is slightly bent. On his forehead, a black butterfly falls, occasionally shaking his wings. ~lightnovelpub.net~ looks weird and gorgeous.

The monk himself could not detect the existence of the butterfly, but closed his eyes tightly, appearing to be solemn, and chanting scriptures in his mouth.

After chanting for a while, he stopped and said coldly: "Can you understand it?"

No one answered him.

But he seemed to have received an answer, and said in a cold voice: "Fangcun, this is where your obsession lies. After you set foot on the path of spiritual practice, you have already calculated your every step and painstakingly at a young age. And you ended up with gray hair. Let’s watch you slaughter in Liuhu, you almost died in Qingjiang, you were targeted by Demon Realm in Yuancheng, and you are asking Tianshan, you almost lost your parents..."

"Don't you know the reason until now?"

"...No, you don't know!"

"Don't be stubborn, just listen to me!"

"In this life, you have rare peace and peace of mind, it is because you are too obsessed, you are close to the devil!"

"Your brother is a talented man, why did he end up like this now?"

"The reason is because he is also extremely obsessed, unable to get out of the sea of ​​suffering. In the end, his death will disappear, and the cause and effect is difficult to understand. As his brother, you don’t want to repent, and you have to be deeper in the obsession. Are you afraid that you will end up like this in the end?"

"Cry? Don't cry!"

"Since you sincerely ask me for a way of liberation, then I will come to point you!"

"Jingzong has its own peace, and Buddhism has its own true meaning of detachment. If you want to jump out of the sea of ​​suffering, you can only listen to me..."

"..."

As he spoke, he raised his palm, as if stroking an invisible head.

While stroking, he sighed in a low voice: "Chi'er, Chi'er, you still don't wake up at this time, when will you wait?"

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Fang Cun just watched for a while, his face wrinkled and went together.