Rebirth of Adorable Immortal Journey

Of course, it was impossible for Xiao Ran to pretend that someone as tall as his ancestor was standing in front of him.

He hurried over and saluted Qiao Heng: "Old Ancestor."

Qiao Heng's expression remained unchanged, he just glanced at Xiao Ran quietly, and then turned his eyes to Zen Master Guangqian who was following the young man.

I saw Guangqian clasping his hands together, saluting from afar.

"Chan Master Puhui asked his disciples to take Zen Master Guangqian around."

Xiao Ran thought for a while, and felt that this was Qiao Heng's cave after all, and it seemed inappropriate to take guests around his "house" without saying hello, so he explained: "My disciple thought that the sea of ​​clouds on the cliff is a unique experience in my school, so I decided to give it a try. Bring the Zen Master here."

It is said to be "a must in my family", but in fact, the cliff cave is only the sea of ​​clouds that can be shown to the guests.

Even with the blessings of the Spirit Gathering Formation, other places are still very shabby. In addition, a person in charge of flowers and trees has not done anything for half a year, so there is nothing to show for it.

The slightly more beautiful places are the main hall, Qiao Heng's bedroom, and Xiao Ran's own courtyard...

Xiao Ran put his heart into these places, but it was obviously inappropriate for Obihiro to go there.

After much deliberation, Xiao Ran decided to let this Zen master who was "going out for the first time" take a look at the Cangshan Mountain in the Qingyu Gate, and just deal with it a little bit.

——His purpose is to find an opportunity to ask the other party how to cultivate, and then inquire about the supernatural powers of those eminent monks by the way, so as to satisfy his curiosity~

——As for the hospitality, that is the responsibility of the owner, Qiao Heng. He is just a small manager, so don't worry too much...

Of course, part of the reason why li xuan led guangqian to the cliff was because li xuan knew Qiao Heng's work and rest well.

He knew that the other party was probably no longer on the cliff at this time, but probably in his bedroom.

Unlike Xiao Ran, who is used to doing things rashly, Qiao Heng is a very self-disciplined person.

He gets up at Mao every day. Before Si time, he will practice swords or meditate on the cliff, and then return to the bedroom to meditate.

Since the ancestor of Huashen had long been bigu, there was no mention of lunch, if Master Hanjing did not invite him to the main peak, Qiao Heng would meditate like this until late at night.

For practitioners, sleeping is also optional, so Patriarch Qiao would continue to meditate in his dormitory until the next morning, repeating the cycle.

This kind of routine is simply outrageous!

Xiao Ran had just entered the Cliff Cave, and because he frequently entered and exited the dormitory of Old Ancestor Qiao, he quickly discovered this matter, which also gave him a new understanding of how boring a certain sword cultivator is.

——It’s no wonder this guy is so old that he doesn’t have a Taoist partner... Which fairy can bear seeing such glaciers and logs?

——No wonder this guy is so powerful... If he had practiced like this from morning to night every day, he would have already transformed into a god...

Of course, Xiao Ran just thought about it that way.

When he was in charge of the Luluo Palace in the early years, he still liked to play with Lingzhi, and tidy up the bedroom by the way.

Occasionally when I feel good, I will retreat for three to five months without meditating, just lying on the Maitreya couch in a daze, which fully embodies the luxury of a demon cultivator wasting his time.

Even if he wants to improve as soon as possible and return to the peak, he will still take some time every day to tease the little furball and sword repair (fog), so that life will not be too monotonous.

When he arrived at the Cliff Cave, everything finally settled down, and Xiao Ran lived a stable life without hesitation.

In line with the principle of reciprocating, Xiao Ran is very "understanding" in order to help his family's boring ancestors adjust their lives.

He usually sends the little fur ball to Qiao Heng's courtyard at the end of the day, and picks up the little one before the next hour.

Although such activities had been suspended for half a year, they started again not long ago.

Every time Xiao Ran went there, the little furball was played by a cat, but judging from some clues at the scene, Qiao Heng didn't completely ignore the existence of the little guy.

Judging from how much Fuqiu loves Qiao Heng's yard, Xiao Ran feels that they must get along very well!often!Happy!quick!

So even if there are guests living in the Cliff Cave Mansion, Xiao Ran plans to send the little fur ball there in the afternoon according to the usual time.

It's just that he didn't expect that Old Ancestor Qiao, who was supposed to have finished practicing the sword, would still stay on the cliff to blow the wind!

——If he had known this, he would have simply taken Zen Master Guangqian to his yard to sit for a while...

I don't know why, thinking about talking in front of Qiao Heng like this, Xiao Ran felt uncomfortable...

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Because of the silence, the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Of course, Xiao Ran was the only one who felt inexplicably nervous—the two in front of him just stood together with expressionless faces, and it was impossible to tell what kind of mood they were in.

Xiao Ran: "..." You don't think you can just stand there forever, do you? !He still has to go back to take care of the child... oh no, take the little fur ball to drink milk!

"Old Ancestor, that disciple is now taking Zen Master Guangqian to view the sea of ​​clouds." Xiao Ran saluted Qiao Heng, and then directed Guangqian to leave.

In fact, the stratum rock where Qiao Heng practiced his sword is the place with the widest view.

But it was impossible for Xiao Ran to lead the guests to stand on the same commanding height as Patriarch Qiao, so he could only settle for the next best thing, and brought Guang Qian to another place suitable for watching the sea of ​​clouds.

It's just very different from the past, no matter where they go, they can clearly feel the coercion from behind.

——What happened to this sword cultivator today?Is it because there are outsiders in the cliff cave, so he has a sense of territory?Isn't he usually so "dominant and tough"?

Xiao Ran thought silently in his heart, he secretly observed the monks around him, only to see that Guang Qian didn't seem to respond to this.

——Who doesn't have a weird temper these days?Maybe Buddha Xiu has also heard about the Daoxiu in the Central Plains, so it's no surprise...

Putting these thoughts to the back of his mind, Xiao Ran brought Guangqian to their destination.

In fact, this place is not far from the stratum where Qiao Heng practiced his sword. In addition, there are only rocks and no plants on the adjacent side of the cliff, so with the eyesight of a Taoist cultivator, as long as he uses a little spiritual sense, he can see what the opponent is doing.

Of course, Xiao Ran wouldn't just look for something to see what Qiao Heng was doing - the sword cultivator is either meditating or practicing sword, or facing the wind in a daze, there is really nothing to see...

All his attention began to focus on the tall and handsome Buddha cultivator in front of him.

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When it comes to the ability to talk to himself in front of Mu Mu, Xiao Ran feels that he has already cultivated it very proficiently.

——Anyway, that's how he lived in front of Patriarch Qiao. Now it's just that the sword repair has changed to a monk. It's no big deal!

Probably because he was overwhelmed by Xiao Ran's "this kind of ability", Guang Qian, who was only listening to him at first, would occasionally reply with a sentence or two.

This made Xiao Ran overjoyed.

Because with just one or two sentences, Xiao Ran has already discovered that this Buddhist cultivator is indeed more deceitful than his family's ancestor Qiao... Oh no, what he meant was that it is better to communicate...

However, the information he got did not make Xiao Ran happy.

Because Guangqian told Xiao Ran that he was a baby brought back by Zen Master Puhong, the abbot of Guiyuan Temple, when he went out to save the world.

As for the deeds of building the foundation at the age of three, although it is true, Chan Master Puhong said that it was a gift from heaven, not man-made.

Guang Qian listened to Chan Master Puhong recite the scriptures, and then suddenly fell into samadhi. After a month, he established his own foundation, and the same was true for the birth of a baby. Everything came suddenly. , 200 years nothing more.

People in the world feel that this version is really not legendary, so according to their own imagination, many plots have been added.

When it was spread to the Far West, it was indeed "brilliant and colorful" and "ups and downs", but it was quite different from the truth.

Guangqian's daily life is the same as that of many Buddhist practitioners. If this can be regarded as a "method of cultivation", it can only be a miracle, and it seems to have nothing to do with his own efforts.

——It seems that there is no shortcut to take, I still have to take it step by step, and take it slowly...

Xiao Ran sighed silently in his heart.

With his current cultivation speed, he may indeed be able to form alchemy and infant formation earlier than Lu Xiaoran did back then, but if he wants to take revenge, it is really a matter of time. ...

——I only hope that the ancestor of Pengyang will live a long and long life... so that one day he can give Zhuang Pengyang an end with his own hands and end his 300-year Taoist career!

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Guangqian looked at the young man in front of him with dark eyes and haze all over his body—although the other party was still smiling and full of vigor at this time, those hidden things were still seen through by Guangqian.

He "saw" a wounded little animal, arched its back, and was fully alert, then squatted there silently licking its wound.

Its fangs and sharp claws are temporarily dormant, just waiting for the day when it can catch the enemy by surprise and give the enemy a fatal blow...

That kind of appearance is fragile and powerful, and people can't stop looking at it.

As if to appease the big cat in the temple who came to look for him to be coquettish after being injured, Guang Qian stretched out a hand, placed it on Xiao Ran's head, and gently recited a heart sutra.

His expression was calm and serene, his eyes seemed to be filled with pity, but also seemed to be empty.

This action was not aggressive, but it still surprised Xiao Ran.

The smile on the young man's face stopped abruptly, and he took a step back with a hint of guard on his face.

Guangqian looked at the "little beast" with its ears pressed back and its tail curled up in front of him. He thought that his move might have scared it, so he folded his hands together and took a step back slowly, keeping a position that made the other party feel comfortable. safe distance.

——His supernatural power always brings him such troubles... maybe he should explain it to this kid first...

Guang Qian was about to speak, but at this moment, the coercive pressure that had always existed suddenly disappeared!

Both he and li xuan looked back, only to see that the layer of rock where there were people standing just now was empty, and there was no trace of the sword cultivator.