Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

Bailong lay on the cloud and thought for a long time, then accidentally fell asleep.After waking up, he flew down to look at Bu Qingyun. Just as he walked into the ruined temple, he saw Wu Boli holding a broken earthen jar, which contained his lotus flower dedicated to Bu Qingyun.

"Lord Loujia!"

Because of the conversation that day, Bai Long was not very willing to talk to Wu Boli, Wu Boli seemed not aware of it, and his enthusiasm remained the same, he greeted Bai Long devoutly, and said: "Wu Boli thought that he would not have the honor to see you again before leaving. !"

Bai Long was slightly happy, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Wu Boli nodded, "In the afternoon, Master will change the last medicine for the blacksmith. After changing the medicine, we will start our journey."

Tsk, I still have to go.

Bailong curled his lips at the ruined temple.

"Lord Loujia, did you sense that we were about to leave, so you came down to say goodbye to him?" Wu Boli asked with reverence.

Instead of looking at Wu Boli, Bailong pointed his finger at the ice bed, and the ice bed was covered by white mist, and the mist wrapped in the ice bed became smaller and smaller, until it was almost the size of a walnut. Then Bai Long raised his left hand, A bed of ice no bigger than a thumb landed in his palm.

He thought for a while, and drew a circle around the ice bed with his fingers, which instantly turned into a string of translucent white beads.

Bailong fiddled with the small ice bed that was firmly dropped under the string of Buddhist beads, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

Only then did Bai Long realize that Wu Boli had been staring at him with enthusiasm, and was still waiting for him to answer his question.

This person is really persistent to the point of being a bit weird.Since it has reached an incomprehensible level, it is hard to say whether it is good or not.

In fact, his persistence vaguely reminded Bailong of Bu Qingyun, and there seemed to be subtle similarities.

But Bailong immediately vetoed this idea, because Wu Boli's words and deeds made Bailong feel awkward and unhappy, and Bailong never felt that there was anything wrong with Bu Qingyun.

So Wu Boli and Bu Qingyun are completely different.

Bai Long came to this conclusion with satisfaction.

It happened that Bu Qingyun came slowly from the dirt road outside the temple, and Wu Boli immediately went out to meet him.But in a short distance of four or five steps, Bai Long just thought he didn't need to talk to Wu Boli and heaved a sigh of relief, the two had already entered the temple, Bu Qingyun casually asked with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

U Boli happily replied: "I am asking Master Loujia, did he sense that we are leaving, so he came down to say goodbye to you?"

Bailong glared at Bu Qingyun speechlessly.Bu Qingyun looked bewildered.

Wu Boli looked at Bailong excitedly again.

"No matter where Bu Qingyun goes, I will be there in an instant," Bai Long said with his cold face on the iceberg, "Why say goodbye to him?"

Hearing that Bailong has such supernatural powers, Wu Boli started excitedly again!After seeing his singing tone, he couldn't stop praising Bai Long.

Bu Qingyun was stared at by Bai Long again, he couldn't help feeling cute, he noticed the string of beads in Bai Long's hand, it was a string of white and translucent beads, Shanshan was cute, entangled in Bai Long's hand indiscriminately, at a glance Like a jade cup full of snow, it is difficult to say whether the beads or the white dragon's hands are more beautiful, so he moved to the side of the white dragon and asked, "What is this?"

After being reminded, Bailong remembered about the beads, just as Bu Qingyun came to him, Bailong grabbed Bu Qingyun's left wrist and pulled it over, and put a set of bright white beads on his hand, looked at him twice, and said with satisfaction: "You wearing it."

Bu Qingyun raised his hand, his eyes touched the small pendant in the bead string, he turned around and guessed, "Is that the ice bed?"

Bailong nodded, and pointed at the bead with his finger to introduce to Bu Qingyun: "This is my bead, it will absorb the natural aura between heaven and earth by itself. If you throw this bracelet out, the aura in the bead will be enough to restore the ice bed to its original appearance You wear it with you, and next time you go into some ruined temple, with it, my lord still has a place where I am willing to set my feet."

After finishing speaking, Bailong himself became more and more satisfied with the string of beads, and looked up at Bu Qingyun expectantly.

This rosary is extraordinary at first glance, if Bu Qingyun, a poor monk, wears it, it may cause trouble.But Bu Qingyun didn't say this, but asked with a smile: "Will you come to see me?"

"Of course", Bai Long replied naturally, "I don't look at you, what if you die."

If these words fall into the ears of ordinary people, they are afraid that they will be furious.

But Bu Qingyun nodded naturally, as if what Bailong said really made sense.

Bu Qingyun was so obedient, Bailong called himself "the owner", of course his mood became happier, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and went to pick apples for Bu Qingyun.

In an instant, he appeared in the fruit forest and picked four big apples. The white dragon was supported by clouds and followed him. He was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he disappeared and flew back slowly. As he flew, he remembered Bu Qingyun said something like a ghost hitting a wall that day.

At that time, Bu Qingyun said, "It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out." On the contrary, it aroused him to think about what happened that day, but after all, he didn't care much about ordinary people. Throwing things to the back of my mind, I kept thinking about Bu Qingyun's appearance when he lowered his eyes and said "I've lived too long".

This is the first time Bailong has seen Bu Qingyun like that. He is not the gentle and calm appearance when walking around the streets on weekdays, nor the joking or gentle appearance when facing Bailong. The white-haired old man, facing the broken walls and ruins under the setting sun, sighed about the fleeting years.

Bailong just felt that Bu Qingyun shouldn't be like this.

Although Bailong knew that Bu Qingyun had lived for a long time, but he was full of aura, he had a handsome and tall young body, why!His heart was like that of an old man, how could he sigh like this?

Bailong has also lived for a long time. No matter how mortals struggle to survive, multiply and fight on land, he is always wandering in the clouds and the bottom of the sea, never thinking about "living too long".

Bailong suspects that this is the harm of Bu Qingyun mixing with mortals, especially eccentric and persistent mortals like Wu Boli, and mortals like Wu Boli's master with evil intentions.

It must be so.

Bai Long nodded to his conclusion.

In this case, as the owner of Bu Qingyun, Bailong believes that it is necessary to drive away the pests in order for Bu Qingyun to thrive.

He had a brilliant idea.

Bailong turned around and flew towards the beach.

At noon, Bailong returned to the ruined temple, and threw two apples at each of Bu Qingyun and Wu Boli without saying a word.

Then he cleared his throat, picked up the sea fish in his hand, and said to Bu Qingyun with sly eyes, "I'm tired of eating raw fish. You can bake it for me."

Wu Boli saw the sea fish struggling fiercely in the hands of Lord Dragon God, so he knelt facing west and recited the scriptures.

Bu Qingyun declined politely: "Monks are not allowed to kill."

With a shake of Bai Long's hand, the big sea fish said "dead with regret", and said easily, "It's already dead."

"This", Bu Qingyun has a lot of Buddhist principles to argue, but he knows that this little white dragon won't listen.

Bailong looked at Bu Qingyun with dissatisfaction: "When there was no one on the ground, I was eating raw fish. Now there are people everywhere on the ground, and I am still eating raw fish. I don't want to eat raw fish anymore."

"Lord Loujia," Wu Boli hadn't stood up yet, his voice was cautious, but he still said bluntly, "Why don't you roast it yourself with supernatural powers. It's a sin, a sin."

Not wanting to hear him interrupt at all, Bai Long frowned slightly, and said coldly: "I won't."

It's not even a lie.

As the supreme spirit of heaven and earth, Bailong can be said to be omnipotent, as long as he understands the steps of grilling fish, he can completely turn sea fish into grilled fish with spiritual power.

The problem is that on the day Bailong made up his mind to change the monotonous diet, he didn't find the new food he wanted to eat, but instead found Bu Qingyun.From that day on, he was busy observing Bu Qingyun, and forgot his original plan to change the recipe.

If it wasn't for Bailong's determination to pull Bu Qingyun away from Buddhism today, he still wouldn't be able to remember it. Bailong has never seen mortal grilled fish at all, and even the name of the dish was in a mortal tavern just now Cai Jian came to school, so he didn't know what to do, so naturally he couldn't use spiritual power to cook for him.

Bai Long looked at Wu Boli coldly, but Wu Boli sat on his knees and continued to recite some scriptures silently, not paying attention to the death staring of Lord Dragon God on him at all.

With a light hand, but!

It was Bu Qingyun who took the fish from his hand.

"I don't know how to cook either." Bu Qingyun glanced at the sea fish in his hand pityingly, but his tone was the same as usual, and he said to Bai Long calmly, "Let's try it, if it doesn't taste good, you'd better go see the chef cook it yourself." good."

Bailong secretly smiled inwardly, but on the surface he looked unforgiving, and he followed Bu Qingyun to the stream outside the village and said: "This one is not good, and the next one is not good. If you roast it too much, you will get it. Always have a good day.”

Bu Qingyun earnestly said: "Teaching people how to fish is worse than giving them fish. If you don't learn, what if I'm not here?"

Bai Long didn't take it seriously: "I can find you wherever you go."

Bu Qingyun paused and didn't speak again.

The sun was scorching at noon, but fortunately both of them had spirit energy to protect their bodies, so they were not afraid of the heat.The sound of cicadas chirping by the stream, Bailong sitting on the big rock by the stream, propping his head in his hands, watching Bu Qingyun chant sutras to the big sea fish, watching Bu Qingyun cut the branches, watching Bu Qingyun use the cut branches to pierce the fish, watching Bu Qingyun Bu Qingyun puts on airs, watching Bu Qingyun light a fire, watch Bu Qingyun grill fish.

Bailong has never eaten mortal food, so he doesn't know whether the grilled fish is good or not, but as the oil from the sea fish is roasted by the bamboo fire, and the oil drips with a light crackling sound, Bailong smells the smell of meat in the air , almost drooling.

Bu Qingyun turned the fish over calmly, as if he was not affected by the delicious taste at all.

After the bamboo fire was extinguished, Bu Qingyun removed the grilled fish, walked to the side of the boulder and handed it to Bailong, and told him "Be careful of burning it".

It was too late and then it was too late, Bailong had already swallowed two mouthfuls of grilled fish, the taste was so good that his eyes narrowed comfortably.

Bu Qingyun laughed out loud, too, how could a mere grilled fish burn the dragon's mouth.

After a while, the big sea fish left a pair of clean fish bones.

Bai Long lay on the boulder, licking the corner of his mouth reminiscently.Whether Bu Qingyun will be hooked by delicious food, Bailong is not sure yet, but what Bailong can be sure of is that after eating this grilled fish, he will never be able to bear eating raw fish anymore.

Bu Qingyun is digging a hole to bury the fish bones.Bailong was full and sleepy, looked at Bu Qingyun, and simply turned into a dragon shape, flew to lie on Bu Qingyun's shoulder, listening to Bu Qingyun's pulse, and fell asleep.

Then Bu Qingyun started to walk back, his steady and slow walk made Bailong more confused, and he squinted for a while without paying attention.

When he woke up again, he looked up and saw Bu Qingyun with a cloth bag wrapped around his hands, followed by Wu Boli who was holding a broken earthen pot, and they were walking towards the entrance of the village where Bu Qingyun came.

They're on their way.

Bailong rubbed against Bu Qingyun's shoulder, but still felt sleepy, he shifted his side to lean on in a daze, and was about to continue sleeping, when he saw that the entrance of the village was full of people.

It seems that these villagers are waiting for the sky.

Bai Long opened his eyes and woke up.