I became a peerless master

Chapter 176 The Legendary Heart of a Child
Chapter 176: The Legendary Heart of a Child
It's a brand new day in the world after time travel, and Song Ye's emotions can be described as one after another.

After Mr. Chen brought Guang Chengzi, the 'representative of Sanxian' bought by Xiao Xinxin, a bad-hearted ascetic, to visit yesterday, he was actually quite relaxed.

Nothing more than a big sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that just when I was humming a tune happily, returning to the small tree in the backyard, and filling in the hole dug by the wine, another big event happened in Binhe.

It is said that there is a real Buddha appearing, the rays of light are overwhelming, and he is merciful.

Even the rats in the sewers felt the vast and pure Buddha nature. They put their paws together and the rat realm was sublimated, but they damned missed it again.

I thought that the illusory cultivation of immortals and the means of the immortal family had nothing to do with me, but I never thought that the brilliance of Buddhism for the Buddhist cultivators who just broke into the cognition not long ago has nothing to do with me.

Without Buddha roots, you can at least let Xiaoye feel the enlightenment of Buddha's light like many ordinary people!
Unexpectedly, the young master is out of tune with this world, not even a mouse.

Loneliness arises spontaneously.

In this way, I spent the night intertwined with the short-lived relaxation of Erya Luding's physical pressure and the feeling of being isolated by the world.

After resting, the mood of speechless complaints has calmed down, but when I woke up this morning and opened the store door, the calm mood was brought into rhythm again.

Outside the grocery store in the early morning, a middle-aged man with incomparable uprightness was kneeling upright. His unique appearance reminded Song Ye of a certain vocabulary—pleading guilty.

If this guy was replaced by a burly man with a beard, and a thorn stick behind his back, it would be even more visually appealing.

Such shameless behavior naturally attracted onlookers.

Fortunately, Song Ye opened its doors early today, and only a few old men who got up early for a walk were watching from a distance.

Affected by the appearance of the true Buddha yesterday, several old people still had Buddhist principles on their faces, and they talked rationally behind the middle-aged man's back, intending to enlighten him in this way.

As soon as I opened the door, I bumped into someone kneeling at the door of my house.

Song Ye's first reaction was surprise, and then there was something called panic in his heart.

What the hell is going on here, someone came here early in the morning to recognize the ancestors?
The key point is that it's fine if he's an ordinary person. The middle-aged man Song Ye knew him. He was the young master Ye Lang's cousin Yuanfang, and the immortal cultivator Mo Cheng who specialized in using swords.

Sword Immortal, this kind of existence has a very high status among cultivators.

Kneeling in front of the young master's door, it's just... crazy!
There are really no words in his mind, Song Ye can only describe what Mo Cheng did like this crazy.

A serious immortal cultivator, a high-ranking immortal, actually knelt in front of the door of a mortal ant named Xiaoye.

What kind of outrageous show operation is it?

If this matter spreads, I am afraid that the whole Binhe will be shocked. The effect of rumors is no less than the appearance of immortals and Buddhas.

After traveling through time for 18 years, Song Ye had never seen mortals kneeling before gods. Today was an eye-opener.

But he didn't dare to enjoy the illusion of 'expansion'.

Although it sounds awesome, it can also satisfy your vanity, but the consequences of improper handling of this matter are extremely serious.

Just kidding, immortal cultivators kneel in front of mortals' doors, even among immortals, they are probably the butt of shame and humiliation.

This guy Mo Cheng is having a seizure right now and has done stupid things impulsively. When he reacts or is forced by the pressure of many immortal cultivators and even mortal public opinion, he might not be able to do something as cruel as washing away his shame with my blood. occur.

Taking advantage of the fact that the matter had not fermented, or fortunately, it was still early, only a few old men who walked around discovered that they didn't even know the terrible fact that the other party was a cultivator.

Song Ye hurriedly called Mo Cheng up with kind words, and invited him into the grocery store.

After careful questioning, I found out that the guy with feelings knelt at the door last night.

And it's really a plea for guilt.

The simplicity of his crimes left Song Ye speechless, this guy lost the word 'one' that he had written for him to copy.

Just for this matter?

Doing such a shameless thing that doesn't care about the gold under the man's knees?

For a moment, Song Ye was speechless.

"Sir taught me the supreme sword... the great way of calligraphy, just like my mentor who taught me how to practice."

"What's the difference between losing the 'Yi' copybook given by my husband and losing the Taoist secret book given by my teacher when I first entered the spiritual path?"

"This is an evil act of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors."

"I also know that doing so will have a bad influence on my husband, and even make him disgusted, but if I don't do this, I just feel that my moral heart is dusty, and I may spend the rest of my life in the shame of being sorry for my husband."

In the grocery store early in the morning, Mo Cheng, a middle-aged man who looks upright at first glance, has guilt and unresolved sadness written all over his face.

Before Song Ye could find words to comfort him, the guy continued to speak:
"I don't ask my husband to forgive me, and I dare not ask him for anything else."

"Because of the unbearable guilt, I didn't confess my crime to my husband. Even if I apologized with death, I still have great regrets."

"Besides, if I had followed my husband's arrangement and devoted myself to practicing instead of running around outside, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"I know the time when Mr. opens the door is usually after nine o'clock in the morning. I originally planned to kneel before Mr. opened the door and leave here to end the rest of my life."

"I never wanted to be kind to Mr...."

Fuck it, big brother, is that an exaggeration?
Why do you have a feeling, my lord, there must be something wrong with your brain.

A "one" copybook written by hand for you to copy, if you lose it, just throw it away, why is this?
It is simply stupid to compare it with your god's skills and Taoism of cultivating immortals, and the deeds of old gods teaching you how to cultivate immortals!
Taking a step back, Xiaoye, a general store for ordinary people, makes a living by doing this. If you turn your mind a little bit more, if you just pay some secular money, I will write dozens of copybooks for you. .

What about your dignity as a cultivator?What about your arrogance?

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Song Ye even had a strong urge to speak out against this stubborn cultivator.

But seeing the sincere expression on the other person's face, as well as the heartfelt despair of losing a beloved toy like a child, all emotions finally turned into silent sighs.

It's all love's fault.

The world laughs at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can’t see through it.If it weren't for true love or obsession, how could a majestic sword-wielding and flying swordsman do such a weird and ridiculous thing?

Maybe this guy's brain is a little hard to bend.

But why does this kind of stubborn and even naive look give me a cute feeling?
The legendary innocent heart should be like this...

(End of this chapter)