debt repayment

Xiao Daotong drank the hot soup silently, his mouth full of oil.The young monk who led the table was the first to sarcastically said again: "It's really a casual cultivator who can't get on the Tao. You don't look like a Taoist in your body. Brother Qingle, in my opinion, you just put everything in your body. The talismans are all attached to him, and he may not be able to escape."

Quan Ying sighed that the young man didn't know how to restrain himself, wiped his mouth, and left the restaurant in a hurry.

The human world is divided into four lands, which are governed by four emperors.In view of the fact that this boy avatar really doesn't have the ability to fly across the four lands in an instant, Quan Ying didn't go far, just strolled around Danxia Town.

He wandered around, and even squatted on the side of the road listening to the old lady chatting with his parents, lazily basking in the sun, and finally yawned, without the half of the self-control of today's monks.

If many people in the town hadn't witnessed him walking with a sword and landing in the town, they would have suspected that he was a naughty boy who stole clothes.

Quan Ying didn't care about these things, he was born of his own way, and he knew the principles of heaven from the beginning of his wisdom.This is the southern land, where the people often worship Le Min, and if they move to the eastern land, it will be the world of his Emperor Zhenming. Most of the tributes from the immortal gate are useless scriptures, but the food offered by ordinary people is in line with his wishes, full of the simplicity and loveliness of human fireworks. , so he often acts as a mortal in the lower realms, and rarely enters the fairy gate.

The bright sun shrouded him in the daytime, warm and soft.Quan Ying leaned against the old wall, raised her head slightly, and squinted her eyes comfortably as she looked at the peaceful town scene in front of her.The grandmother next to her has already changed the topic from the pretty widow next door to the new puppy at the right house.He curled up the child's white and tender fingers, and rubbed the two pieces of warm flesh, as if he had lost something, he couldn't help but feel lost.

If what he touches under his fingertips can produce a piece of jade-colored icy skin and snow skin, it will be a very fulfilling thing.

Quan Ying smacked his mouth, feeling a coolness lingering in his heart, scratching him lightly, without exerting any force, making him look forward to the sun that had just climbed up and immediately fell.

A few monks with fluttering robes passed by him, and then stopped.

"I think you should stop cultivating immortals and ask questions, so as not to waste time, you can be more proficient than practicing with a bowl with you."

This opening knew that it was an acquaintance.

Forget it, this junior can't even see his mahogany fake body, so what can he expect from him.

Quan Yingquan opened his eyes, glanced sideways at the young man from the corner of his eyes, then opened his small mouth slightly, his throat and abdomen vibrated, and he let out a full belch.

The young monk thought it was a provocation, his cheeks flushed immediately, and he said angrily: "It's nothing more than an uneducated casual cultivator, how can you be so contemptuous of people? Brother Qingle, don't stop me, I want to have a discussion with him! "

Tsing Yi Qinxiu, who stopped him, persuaded: "Brother Zishu! There are ordinary people around here, how can you talk about Taoism? Little Taoist friend didn't do it on purpose, don't be angry."

"This kid clearly despises the orthodoxy of Xianmen! How can I spare him?"

"Don't be angry, let's go..."

Quan Ying didn't say a word, just waved at them with a simple and honest smile.The Qinxiu Huan Qingle and several other companions pushed and coaxed, and finally sent away the child who hadn't lit yet.

He waved his hand again, as a farewell.She didn't want Qingle to take a few steps, then retreated, leaned in front of him, and said seriously: "Little friend."

"I don't know what advice the young master has?"

"My friend has a quick temper and is a well-known teacher, so it is inevitable that he is a bit arrogant. He speaks abruptly, so please don't take it to heart," he said, and took out a thick stack of charms from his pocket, and went straight to Quan Ying stuffed it in his hand, "This is the special spell of my Rongshan Miaoyin Sect. Come on, little friend, take it well."

"No, no, no, I can run away when I meet Xie Chong, but you can take it yourself, young master."

"Little friend," Qingle sighed, and said in a low voice, "There is also a talisman to dispel the spell of the fairy gate, just keep it for safety."

"Xianmen?" Quan Ying asked puzzled, "My lord, why is this? I'm also a monk."

"Qingle! Don't be a nice person, go away—" Qin Xiu's companion armguard called out from a distance.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back!" Qing Le replied loudly, and then told Quan Ying softly, "Did you just come to Nantu, do you know that casual cultivators have a hard time? The evil spirits are still chasing ghost cultivators, and they even take away some suspicious casual cultivators. My friend, I am worried about your safety! But please don’t go to places where there are no ghosts. , You can't even tell, you must be careful, I'm leaving!"

He hurriedly got up and went after his companion.

[The author has something to say: The progress of the kidnapping Song Hui'an copy is 80%]