Infinite cycle of the heavens

"Wuliang Tianzun, Layman Duan, let's meet again." Qi Fang's tone was gentle and authentic, which made people feel a sense of intimacy when he heard it.

Duan Yu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, plopped down in front of Qi Fang, and said: "Boy is very confused now, what should I do, I beg the elder to guide me."

Qi Fang said: "Among the vast sea of ​​people, if a layman can meet me again, it is because of fate. In this case, Pindao will show you a clear way. I have a senior brother named Nanhai Xianweng, and the ashram is on Nanhai Xiandao. There is nothing Pindao can do about the problems you encounter, but Pindao's brother has great mana, and only he can solve your doubts."

Duan Yu hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, the head of the fairy, how can I go to the fairy island in the South China Sea."

Qi Fang shook his head and said: "Ask immortals to ask questions, which is a difficult and dangerous matter. I can only tell you that the Nanhai Xiandao is in the South China Sea. Whether you can find it or not depends on your perseverance and chance." .”

After all, the whole person disappeared like a phantom.

"I will definitely find the fairy island in the South China Sea." Duan Yu said with a firm face, and resolutely embarked on the road to find the fairy island in the South China Sea.

Since then, no one has seen Duan Yu in the Central Plains again.

Chapter 8 Songhe Tower

A few days later, the border between Dali Kingdom and Northern Song Dynasty.

It was noon at this time, and the scorching sun was shining on the earth.

A middle-aged monk wearing a yellow monk robe and cloth clothes walked on the official road, like an ascetic monk, with a peaceful expression and steady steps, walking under the scorching sun without any sweat on his face.

After walking for a while, the monk saw a tea house beside the road ahead, so he wanted to rest under the tea canopy.

When he just stepped into the teahouse, a voice sounded: "Master Jiumozhi, we meet again, it is really a fate."

"The layman is polite."

Jiumozhi turned around to look, and saw a man and a woman sitting on a tea table in the corner, the man was the palanquin that stopped him outside Dali City that day, and told him that the person in the Duan family had heard the secret, the woman next to him was A 40-year-old woman, who is quite pretty, is sitting at the table like a wooden sculpture, motionless, her eyes are empty, and she looks unlovable. Without breathing, I am afraid that it is no different from a dead person.

"Master, please sit down." The man said.

"Last time we met in a hurry, I didn't have time to ask the layman Gao's name." Jiumozhi saluted Buddha and sat down opposite him.

"My subordinates, Qi Fang." Qi Fang poured a bowl of tea for Jiumozhi, and said with a smile, "Did Master gain anything from the trip to Dali?"

"Amitabha, I'm afraid the poor monk has nothing to do with "Six Meridians Sword"."

Hearing this, Jiumozhi's face couldn't help but twitched. Speaking of this, he felt like vomiting blood.

On that day, Duan Yu disappeared, Dao Baifeng committed suicide, Baoding Emperor Duan Zhengming would rather give up than surrender, even if he risked everything, he would not be coerced by him.As a result, he didn't get the Six Meridians Excalibur, and instead formed a deadly feud with the Duan family of Dali.

Duan Zhengming, Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yanqing wished they could cramp and skin him, tearing his body into ten thousand pieces.

This is exactly why the fishy didn't catch it, but instead caused a commotion.

Although Jiumozhi's kung fu is higher than these three people, but he is so arrogant that he is afraid of his life. When these three people go crazy, he can only retreat and run away.

"It's really a pity." Qi Fangwan said sincerely.

"The poor monk doesn't care if there is a fate or not, but I just feel sorry for my old friend who passed away, and I feel very sorry." Jiumozhi said with a sad face, as if what he said was true.

"Master, don't be too sad, I have a secret here, do you want to hear it?" Qi Fang said.

Jiumozhi's eyelids twitched, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still said, "I would like to hear more about it."

Qi Fang pointed to the woman beside him, and said, "Master, do you know who she is?"

Jiumozhi said, "I haven't asked for advice yet."

Qi Fang laughed and said: "This person is Ye Erniang, who is the second-ranked "no evil, no evil" among the four villains. Besides, she has another identity. She is the concubine of Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and she even gave birth to Xuanci. a son."

Jiumozhi's heart was shocked, and he immediately looked at Ye Erniang.

Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, is well-known to everyone in the Jianghu. Anyone who mentions him will call him a good monk. Unexpectedly, he has not only broken the sex ring, but also has a son, which is simply shocking and shocking. I have to be surprised.

Ye Erniang's face showed anxiety and anger, she opened and closed her mouth, but did not make any sound.

Putting Qi on her body and unlocking her dumb acupoint, Ye Erniang immediately made a sound, saying bitterly: "You promised me not to tell anyone else about this."

Qi Fang said indifferently: "I only promised you to take you to see my son, but I didn't promise you not to disclose this matter to others."

Ye Erniang's face suddenly turned pale, and she begged: "Please, don't tell. He is a good man. I seduced him. It's all my fault. Please let him go. If you want to kill him, you can kill him." come kill me……"

Before she could finish her sentence, Qi Fang slapped her unconscious, sighed softly, and said, "Poor parents all over the world, she is also a poor person, she just wants to see her son. Her son is She became a monk in Shaolin Temple, and her Dharma name is Xuzhu. I promised her to take her to see my son, but unfortunately I have other important matters, I have no resources, and I am at a loss. I happened to meet the master. It is really great. I don’t know what the master would like Instead of going down to Shaolin Temple, help her fulfill her wish."

Jiumozhi put his hands together, and the statue solemnly said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is obliged to do so."

Qi Fang cupped his fists and said, "Then leave it to the master."

Jiumozhi replied: "The saddest thing in the world is the separation of wives and children. This matter is left to the little monk. The little monk will definitely reunite the family of this female benefactor. Qi benefactor is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness. May the Buddha protect the layman."

"Farewell."

Qi Fang turned around and left, he really didn't want to continue acting with this monk.

It is said that colleagues are enemies, Jiumozhi is the number one eminent monk in Tubo, Xuanci is the number one eminent monk in the Central Plains, the two are enemies among enemies, the biggest rivals, it is perfectly appropriate to entrust this matter to him up.

……

A month later.

Wuxi.

Yanlai Inn, Tianzihao guest room.

In the incense burner, a piece of milky white incense was about to burn out, the ashes fell off, and a white cloud like cream hovered over the incense burner.

Qi Fang and Su Quan are using Yangshen Incense to practice.

Qi Fang at this time is like a dry sponge, requiring a lot of mental energy to replenish himself, and Su Quan just absorbs it normally.Every time he breathes out, he can suck away a large cloud, about twice as fast as Su Quan.

After a while, the spirit-rejuvenating incense was burned out, and the two of them slowly closed their efforts.

Su Quan let out a long breath, and said, "This month's cultivation has not been in vain, and the stage of 'recognizing photos' has finally been completed. Mr. Xianggong, you are about to complete it."

"almost."

Qi Fang nodded, stood up, and said: "I have been practicing for a month, and I should go out for some activities." His eyes are much brighter than ordinary people, and if you look carefully, you can faintly see two rays of light.

Su Quan gave an 'hmm' and said, "Calculating the time, Qiao Feng should arrive in Wuxi City."

The two left the inn and came to the opposite restaurant.

This restaurant is called Songhe Tower, located in the most prosperous area in the center of the city. It is the oldest restaurant in Wuxi City. Not only the food is good, but the wine is even sweeter. It is the favorite place for many high-ranking guests.

Qi Fang and Su Quan sat down on the second floor, ordered some food and wine, drank slowly, and quietly listened to the conversations of the rich people in the building.