Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

Hermit Town is not very big, and Lou Jia soon became bored with it and lacked interest. He only looked around with Bu Qingyun on the first day of entering Hermit Town, and then took the fisherman Bu Qingyun to the valley outside the town every day. Fishing and eating fish fell into the eyes of the high-level Xius in Hermit Town, and they felt that these two visitors were simply inexplicable.

However, Lou Jia also felt that they were inexplicable.

"Why are you still following us?" On the boulder that happened to be shaded by greenery, Lou Jia lay his pillow on Bu Qingyun's cushion, buried his head in Jin Qingyun's neck and complained in a low voice.

Bu Qingyun chuckled, lowered his voice, and guessed: "They may be watching us come here every day, and suspect that there is some amazing treasure in this valley."

Lou Jia clicked his tongue softly, and said mockingly, "It's still in Hermit Town."

"A hermit may not be a real master", Bu Qingyun half-closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped down, provoking Lou Jia to stretch out his hands to fiddle with him, but he didn't evade, he closed his eyes and let Lou Jia play.

Bu Qingyun is so beautiful, such a beautiful Bu Qingyun belongs to me, Lou Jia's thoughts were confused by the man and ran away from the hermit town, thinking contentedly, the more he thought about it, the more beautiful he became, he lowered his head, and on Bu Qingyun's lips Stamped.

"Mine," Lou Jia declared.

Bu Qingyun, who couldn't help laughing, opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, and kissed Lou Jia, "Mine."

This made Lou Jia happy and slightly embarrassed at the same time. The cool and handsome Lord Bailong had red ears, Bu Qingyun stretched out his hands to pinch his ears, and was slapped away from the troublesome hand. Lou Jia deliberately put on a serious face and said: " Annoying."

"Well," Bu Qingyun hooked the corner of his mouth, "The annoying is also yours."

Lou Jia looked at Bu Qingyun pretending to be critical, and looked left and right with picky eyes, with a look of reluctance to accept it, but the corners of his lips that were more hooked than Bu Qingyun had already exposed everything.

There are many spiritual senses who have been following them, and at this time, two or three consciously took it back, maybe they were blinded by the shaking.

"When are we leaving?" Lou Jia asked in a good mood after being affected by the changes in his spiritual consciousness.

Bu Qingyun smiled and asked: "Tired of waiting?"

Lou Jia seemed to have returned to the time of Xiaobailong, buried his head in Jinjin Qingyun's neck and rubbed it, and said stickily, "I don't like this place."

"Then! Is there any place you want to go?" Bu Qingyun asked.

Lou Jia rolled his eyes, "Can we go down?"

"You mean the mortal world?" Bu Qingyun looked up at the sky, "Which mortal world do you want to go to?"

Lou Jia was stunned, "Besides the mortal world we came to, are there many other mortal worlds?"

Bu Qingyun pinched his ears again, "Master Bailong, you listen to everything I say as a story, and forget it after hearing it, don't you? Three thousand worlds and one Buddha country, one Buddhist statue transforming three thousand worlds, three generations and ten directions There are Buddhas everywhere, as many as the sands of rivers, so they have transformed into countless worlds. There are not many mortal worlds, but countless mortal worlds."

real or fake?Lou Jia looked at Bu Qingyun suspiciously, his small appearance made it clear that he didn't believe it.

Although Bu Qingyun knows everything, he can't do everything. If he said that, maybe he couldn't go the same way?

After some thinking, Lou Jia said hesitantly: "It's fine, if you can't go down, you can go to another place."

Snapped!

"You hit me!" Lou Jia grabbed Bu Qingyun's skirt and yelled angrily.

Bu Qingyun looked at Lou Jia's expression of shame and anger, his eyes were full of smiles, but he pretended to sigh: "This is not called beating."

"You obviously hit it", Lou Jia severely accused Bu Qingyun of lying.

Bu Qingyun rubbed the place where he patted just now, and taught the blushing Lord Bailong: "This should be called hooliganism."

Lou Jia got up angrily, and slapped Bu Qingyun out of the stone with his palm, and Bu Qingyun fell straight into the stream, splashing high water in the shape of a human.

Lou Jia thought proudly, this splash is beautiful, as expected of me.

But he waited and waited, but he didn't see Bu Qingyun coming out of the water.

"come out!"

"Bu Qingyun!"

Lou Jia yelled twice, but there was no movement in the deep pool formed by the stream under the stone.

"Bu Qingyun?"

The surface of the pool is very wide, similar to a lake. In the distance, the water in the pool is crystal clear under the sky, but the water in the pool under the stone is just shrouded in the shadow of the big stone, so dark that nothing can be seen, and the giant tree beside the stone is also reflected in the shadow of the big stone. On the pool water, there was a black shadow with teeth and claws, compared with the sparkling light in the distance, after watching for a long time, Lou Jia felt flustered.

!There was still no movement, Lou Jia was so anxious that he didn't even care about the transformation, and plunged into the water.

It's not that I'm worried that Bu Qingyun will be drowned, but who knows what's weird in this valley?

As soon as Lou Jia entered the water, he was hugged and kissed before he even opened his eyes.

Lou Jia, who reacted, opened his mouth and was about to bite, but because Bu Qingyun's tongue slyly brushed across the palate and made his whole body tremble, he could only open his eyes and glared at Bu Qingyun. Although he couldn't hear it under the water, Lou Jia could tell Bu Qingyun must have laughed madly because he had lied to him.

Bu Qingyun kissed him flatteringly, their clothes and long hair were entangled and scattered in the water, as beautiful as a painting.

Bu Qingyun slowly sank with Lou Jia, and swam slowly out of the water with Lou Jia before touching the bottom.

Lou Jia kept the dragon-shaped habit, and shook the water off his face as soon as he got out of the water, as if he had caught Bu Qingyun's handle, and said triumphantly, "You lied to me!"

Bu Qingyun was still hugging his waist, Lou Jia shook his face, raised his eyebrows and said: "You have discovered this, Lord Bailong is really smart."

It's obviously a compliment, but I feel like I'm being ridiculed anyway.

Lou Jia was full of displeasure, and stared at Bu Qingyun, his eyes were full of Bu Qingyun's wet appearance, his clothes were already messed up due to the force of entering and exiting the water, revealing his powerful but not at all strong body, and his wet long hair was stained. On Bu Qingyun's white neck, there is a strand that happens to hook into the collarbone.

Lou Jia paused, lowered his head, took a cup of water, and brought it to his mouth to take a sip.

He just suddenly felt a little thirsty.

But Bu Qingyun lowered his head and licked his closed palm.

Lou Jia shook his hands, and the little water left in his palms leaked from the gap between his palms, and fell back into Tanzhong drip by tick.

This evildoer.

Bu Qingyun laughed lowly, and hugged Lou Jia whose ears were so hot that his ears were smoking, "Do you know how good-looking you are?"

Should I ask you this?Lou Jia rubbed his head against Bu Qingyun's shoulder, feeling that Bu Qingyun's shoulder was created for him to rely on, and the height and width curves were just right.

"You're the one who looks good," Lou Jia whispered.

Silly goose.

Bu Qingyun hugged him lovingly, and asked: "Do you want to change form! Play with water?"

It is rare that there is a water surface that is wide enough and deep enough, although it is not enough for the white dragon to play in the water, but it is enough for Lou Jia to play for a while when he transforms into a small white dragon.

Lou Jia was so happy that he pushed Bu Qingyun away to look at his face, and then his happy expression darkened instantly, "No, there are so many annoying people."

He didn't finish, but Bu Qingyun knew that he was talking about those prying spirits.

"What's so difficult about that?"

Speaking of which, Bu Qingyun withdrew his right hand from Loujia's waist, raised his palm slightly, his thumb and ring finger touched lightly, and his remaining fingers were straight and slightly bent, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha."

A golden lotus flower rose from his palm and turned into a wheel | The swastika Buddha seal that turned bigger and bigger, spread out in all directions, and finally disappeared, turning into an invisible net, covering this place. The deep pool is densely covered.

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In an instant, there were several screams in Hermit Town.

Tan Zhong and Lou Jia couldn't hear it, but felt that those annoying spiritual senses disappeared in an instant, and Bu Qingyun's hand gestures were as beautiful as Kunshan Jun's fingerings on the stage, but different, which made Lou Jia feel familiar .

"What kind of gesture is this?" Lou Jia asked curiously.

Bu Qingyun replied: "Pick up the flower finger."

Lou Jia remembers the allusion that Bu Qingyun said at the beginning, "'Buddha picked up a flower and smiled' that picks up a flower?"

"Master Bailong actually remembers", Bu Qingyun raised his eyebrows.

It's that beating tone again.

Lou Jia suddenly sank into the water and turned into a little white dragon. With a flick of his tail, he shook Bu Qingyun's head and face in the water, and swam around Bu Qingyun triumphantly.

Bu Qingyun lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, smiled helplessly, let Bailong go to play, he held the mudra with both hands, meditated in lotus position, his body automatically floated on the water surface, motionless, he had already entered meditation.

Lou Jia swam around him, enjoying himself.The green valley, the wide and clear stream, Bu Qingyun meditating, and the white dragon playing with the water, they seem to have been through thousands of years like this.

The ashes of the robbery are gone, and the cycle of reincarnation is reversed. This is the only thing you want.

And above this quiet scenery, outside the invisible net, thunderstorms fell like rain, and the entire cultivation world was resounded with thunder, as if a pillar of thunder light was connected between heaven and earth, Not only did it frighten the people in Hermit Town, but it also frightened the orthodox monks who were executing Daoist Honglie.