Rebirth of Adorable Immortal Journey

Just when Xiao Ran and the others arrived at the shore of the Bohai Sea, the Buddhist cultivators finally returned to Mount Daruo after a long journey.

The peaks push the clouds, the steep mountains are Cuiwei... Seeing the familiar scenery, Guangqin feels peaceful.

When we arrived at Guiyuan Temple, the abbot, Zen Master Puhong, was leading the monks to do morning classes, while Zen Master Puhui and his party returned to the monk's dormitory for a short rest.

Changed into a clean monk's robe, and meditated on the round stone in the dense forest in the backyard.

Suddenly, rustling sounds came from the surroundings, and at the same time, a huge brown-yellow beast with black spots and rings on its body jumped out of the bushes and rushed straight towards Guangqian!

Guang Qian stretched out his hand to block it, but he was no match for the power of the giant beast, and was immediately thrown down on the boulder by the opponent.

Seeing the giant beast open its bloody mouth, its terrifying fangs are about to bite Guangqian's arm!

"Aw~" With a long howl, the frightened birds in the forest flew around. If Guangqian wasn't Yuanying, he might be deafened immediately.

Guangqian gently stroked the belly of the giant beast with his suppressed hand, and whispered: "Xiaohua, you go down first." This little guy has not seen him for more than 20 days, and his strength seems to be stronger...

The giant beast he called "Little Flower" rubbed its head against Guangqian's shoulder, and then obediently withdrew its claws—it turned out that it threw the Zen master down with only two front paws.

Zen Master Guangqian sat up, and the giant beast was lying beside him. If you look closely at this time, you will find that this huge monster is actually an adult tiger and leopard, with smooth and bright fur, majestic and majestic.

I saw it put its head on the edge of the boulder, and secretly stretched out a fur claw to reach the futon under it. After stretching twice, it finally reached it, hooked the futon with its sharp claws, and moved out little by little. pull.

Guangqian, who was sitting on it, moved along with the futon to the side of the boulder, and looked helplessly at the big cat.

The big cat raised its eyes slightly, and met Guang Qian's eyes. Its dark eyes shone like glass beads in the sunlight shining through the dense forest.

Probably because it realized that it was discovered by Guangqian, its movements paused for a while, and its eyes wandered a little, as if it was pretending not to look at Guangqian.

After a while, seeing that Guangqian was not born, the big cat started to drag the futon again secretly. Guangqian could only resign himself to moving, and gave the big cat the new futon he just made during the trip.

The tiger and leopard got the futon contentedly, and fiddled with it beside the boulder.

At first, it was reluctant to stretch out its claws, and only used the pads to touch and step on it, looking a little cautious.

Guangqian has not been in the temple for so many days, it comes every day full of expectations, and returns disappointed, even with a small appetite... Well, well, the appetite has not changed...

Seeing the big cat lying beside the boulder, Guangqian always had a smile on his expressionless face.

He took a branch hanging from the cat's fur from the tiger's head, but the big cat mistakenly thought that he was going to touch him, so he moved his big head towards him and rubbed his fingers.

"Xiaohua, I made new friends when I went out this time," Guangqian "chat" with Hubao, "He is a very nice person, I have never met such a person..."

Tiger Leopard seemed to be used to him talking to him like this, even though he couldn't understand, he still let out an "ow" in response.

"I also saw a kitten with the blood of the Four Saints, and it's only this big." Guang Qian gestured with his hands, forming a ball with his hands.

The tiger and leopard tilted its head, as if thinking about what this chubby thing could be. It also stretched out its paw pads to touch Guangqian's hand, probably thinking that he was hiding something in his palm.

"The Central Plains is really big, even bigger than this Daruo Mountain..." Guangqian murmured.

At this moment, the originally quiet tiger and leopard suddenly pricked up its ears, then immediately stood up and looked in the direction of the temple.

As if it had found something threatening, the front of its body quickly bent down, and its back was slightly arched. The big cat moved backwards little by little, with a very alert look on its face.

Guang Qian followed its gaze, because the road was tortuous, unless he used his spiritual sense, the naked eye could only see the path covered by the trees.

After a while, there were some sounds in the distance, and then three young novice monks appeared at the corner of the path.

The two on the left looked more lively, looking around while walking, touching the buds on the shrubs on the side of the road from time to time, and kicking away small stones on the road.

The little novice monk on the right is quieter, cute and cute. He has been paying attention to everyone's feet, occasionally raising his head to look at his little friends, as if he is a little scared walking in the dense forest, and confirms that they are still by his side.

When the three of them saw Guang Qian, they immediately laughed happily, shouting "Master Uncle", "Master Uncle" while running, their childish voices full of innocence and joy.

However, with the appearance of the three young novice monks, the tiger and leopard, which was half hidden behind the disc stone, became even more nervous, and even opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp fangs, as if attacking.

When the three little novice monks ran up to the round stone, it finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out an angry roar at the three children.

The little novice, who looked calm and timid, was frightened and cried immediately.

But his two little friends were not afraid at all, each stretched out a chubby hand, patted the back of the little novice who was wiping tears, and comforted in a childlike voice: "Zong Ning, don't be afraid, Master!" Uncle is here!"

As if confirming their words, the terrifying giant took two steps back, then suddenly turned around and rushed into the dense forest, and soon disappeared.

Guangqian looked at the fleeing tiger and leopard, and shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, suddenly feeling something, he looked down and saw a hand resting on the edge of the boulder.

Or to be more precise, it is the hand bone of a young child, stuck on the edge of the round stone, as if trying to climb the round stone on which he is sitting.

Guangqian was stunned for a moment, and immediately climbed down from the disc stone, and the whole human-shaped skeleton next to the stone was immediately displayed in front of Guangqian.

I saw the black air oozing with coldness wrapped around the dense white bones, and the green light radiated from the empty eye sockets. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably faint from fright immediately.

It seems that because Guangqian came down by himself, the dead bone no longer tried to climb the disc stone, but jumped directly onto Guangqian's leg, and the small hand bone grabbed the hem of Guangqian's monk robe, looking terrifying. Poor again.

Guangqian let the dead bones grab him, squatted down, and waved to the little monks: "Zong Yang, Zong Ming, Zong Ning."

When the uncle called his name, a young novice standing in front of him immediately rushed over with a smile on his face, and almost bumped into the withered bones. Fortunately, the bones hid behind Guangqian and lay on his shoulders.

And all of this was ignored by the little novice who rushed over, and only giggled at Guangqian, feeling happy to see the great monk.

The other little novice seemed to want to follow, but he took a look at his little friend who was still wiping away his tears, and still grabbed his wrist: "Zong Ning, uncle called us."

The little novice named Zong Ning wiped his face with the back of his fat hand, and with red eyes, he replied timidly, "Yes."

Then he was led by Zong Ming with anticipation in his eyes, and walked to Guang Qian's side.

The three little fellows shouted again in unison: "Uncle Master!"

Guangqian patted one of them, knowing that their morning class was over, so he asked, "Where are the abbot and your master?"

The abbot is Guangqian's master, Zen master Puhong, and the master of the little novice is Guangde's brother, Zen master Guangde.

"The abbot is talking to his master and uncle in the meditation room..."

"The master is here, the master is here!"

"The master was there at first, but later he came out to sweep the floor..."

The two young novice monks were extremely lively, and they rushed to explain to Guangqian, but Zong Ning was by the side, watching them talking, but couldn't get in his mouth, anxious because he couldn't answer Guangqian's question.

Guangqian gave another person a pat on the head, and asked: "Then why don't you help your master sweep the floor? You know, sweeping the floor is..."

"Sweeping the floor is sweeping the heart! Sweep away the dust in your heart, and you will have a clear mind!" Zong Yang had the sharpest mouth, and immediately followed up with Guang Qian's words. As a result, his uncle touched his head with an extra one, which envied the two little friends.

At this time, the dry bones leaning on Guangqian's body suddenly moved and attached to Zongning's back, and then the phantom merged into the little monk's body.

Guang Qian couldn't help looking at Zong Ning, the little guy saw his uncle looking at him, his white and tender face was immediately blushed, and he smiled shyly.

Sighing silently in his heart, Guang Qian stood up cautiously: "Go, go back."

He held Zong Ning's little hand, while Zong Ming and Zong Yang were playing around and walking on the path together.

Two lively little fellows ran to the front, turned their heads and said to Guang Qian and the others: "Uncle Master, Zong Ning, hurry up!"

Guang Qian instructed: "Be careful where you step." Although the tone was flat, the concern was beyond words.

Zong Ming and Zong Yang nodded vigorously, then turned around and ran forward.

Guang Qian's gaze followed them all the time, and he saw a hideous grimace on each of the two little monks' backs, which were twisted and horrifying because they were shrouded in black mist...

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When he returned to the monastery, the abbot, Zen Master Puhong, was also looking for his beloved disciple. He stretched out his hand, lovingly touched the heads of the three young monks, and asked them to find their master, Zen Master Guangde.

In front of the abbot, the three little guys seemed more well-behaved and sensible.

They clasped their palms together in a stately manner, saluted their ancestors and uncles before heading to the backyard.

Zen Master Puhong saw that they were far away, so he brought Guangqian to the meditation room, and said directly: "The fairy mountain is now in the world, and the magic cultivator has indeed changed."

He was not surprised when he saw Guangqian, he knew that the other party must have seen something in the three young monks today.

"You don't have to worry too much. Zong Ning and the others will not be affected too much in the temple. Moreover, Guangde is now giving them a scripture lecture every day. I believe they will get better soon."

Guang Qian nodded and asked back: "Master, shall we go down the mountain now?"

In the past, when demon cultivators appeared, the Buddhist cultivators of Guiyuan Temple would go down the mountain to slay the demons. If this time it is widespread, it is likely that many Zen masters will be sent.

"We have already sent people to contact the various factions in the Central Plains," Zen Master Puhong replied, "If we can defend against the enemy together, I believe the effect will be better."

After talking about some other things, Zen Master Puhong looked at Guangqian's chest.

Knowing what Master was looking at, Guangqian replied, "I gave the rosary to a friend."

Chan Master Puhong was a little surprised when he heard the words, but also a little relieved: "Very good, very good."

Guangqian thought of someone far away in the Bohai Sea, but he was a little worried in his heart—the magic cultivator in the extreme north may have sneaked to the shore of the Bohai Sea...

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A few days later, Guiyuan Temple received a reply letter from the Great Cultivation Sect of the Central Plains.

Everyone is very afraid of the extreme north, and they naturally attach great importance to the news of the change of the magic cultivator.

In addition, what appeared on the Bohai Sea was an ancient cave that Daoist Yuanying could not enter. Except for a few of the great masters of many sects, they stayed and were ready to meet their disciples at any time, while others returned to the sect one after another, freeing up a lot of manpower for the elimination of demons. .

In order to better discuss the follow-up arrangements, Daoxiu of the Central Plains sent people to Guiyuan Temple non-stop, fearing that if it was too late, some demon cultivators would cause chaos.

On this day, Guangqian heard that the envoy from Qingyu Gate had also come, and although he knew that it could not be Xiao Ran, he still went to the front hall.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw several Taoist cultivators standing in the courtyard. The leader was a tall man with a frosty face, calm and majestic.

"Old Ancestor Qiao?!" Guang Qian said in surprise.