bodhisattva is busy

At this moment, Luo Fan is standing at a fork in the road of life, and there are two options in front of him: Should he turn around and knock on the door to let the Lord Tongtian show him the way, or should he go alone and look for the way indiscriminately?This is a problem.

Three seconds later, based on the principle of choosing the lesser of two evils, he made a decisive decision: It's not possible that Miluo Palace can be built like a maze, right?Well, let's do it on our own!

As the saying goes, there is no unparalleled road, and just a second before he was about to embark on the road-finding journey with a sad face, the voice of Daji's sister rang in his ears like the sound of heaven: "Why don't I send the Taoist priest out first. "

Hearing this, Luo Fan turned around quickly, flashed a bright smile, and showed eight teeth in a standard way: "Then there will be Lady Lao."

He almost forgot that he was not the only one who was kicked out, but also the weak Taoist priest and Daji. He obviously had a third choice.

"The Daoist is polite."

Daji pursed her lips and smiled, then carefully supported the Taoist priest to sit with his back against the pillar, the expression on his face was so gentle that water dripped out, and he whispered: "I will be back soon, be careful and don't worry about it." The wind is blowing, be careful to catch the cold again."

"Hmm...cough cough cough..." The Taoist coughed a few times, covering his lips with his sleeve, then gently shook Daji's hand, "I'll save it, don't worry."

Fuck, the teeth are soured by labor and capital!

I have always been the only one who makes other people's teeth sour. Who would have thought that Feng Shui would turn around today.Luo Fan turned his head silently, all kinds of contempt: Hmph, showing affection or something, that's enough, hey!

The two looked at each other affectionately, and then Daji reluctantly walked over to lead the way for Luo Fan.

Luo Fan took two steps, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know the identity of the weak Taoist priest until now, so he stopped and turned around, seemingly unintentionally: "Speaking of which, I haven't asked the Taoist priest how to call it?"

The Taoist raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes seemed a little bit surprised, probably because he didn't expect that there were people who didn't know him, but he answered casually: "I am Lingbao Taoist Lord, and fellow Taoists can call him whatever you want."

Lord Lingbao? !Isn't that the owner of the Miluo Palace?

Realizing this, Luo Fan first glanced at him sympathetically with his sideways face, then shifted his gaze to look at the closed door, and finally fell back on Taoist Lingbao, his eyes full of sorrow and misfortune The meaning of anger is indisputable: As the official owner of Miluo Palace, he was mercilessly kicked out by the guest Master Tongtian, where do you put the authority of the landlord, my dear!

After understanding Luo Fan's meaning, Daoist Lingbao calmly put on a gesture that the elder brother didn't care about him a lot, shook his head with a smile and said: "Oh, these are all trivial matters."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly put away his calm smile that was almost hypocritical, looked at Luo Fan bitterly and said, "If I were to become a fellow Taoist, how should I deal with it?"

So Luo Fan put himself in the situation and imagined the scene where he rushed in and grabbed the leader of Tongtian by the collar to question the theory, and finally couldn't help nodding his head to agree: Indeed, he was in a bad mood to go up with the foolish one to emphasize his identity as the landlord Compared with the leader of the Tongtian sect who was blown into flying ash with his sleeves waved, being kicked out or something... is really a trivial matter.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time saw a kind of lingering fear in each other's eyes. For a moment, they cherished each other.

Daji watched with cold eyes, suddenly sneered, and raised her hand to attract a gust of breeze.

"Cough...cough cough..." Daoist Lingbao was coughed again and again by the cold wind in an instant, so he shrank his neck pitifully and dragged his collar to hide in a shelter from the wind—on the other side of the pillar, his entire body was covered by that pole. The round pillars blocked it.

Uh……

Luo Fan turned his head silently, facing Daji's cold and cold smile, looked at the sky innocently, and said with a dry smile, "It's really windy today, haha."

"It's quite big." Daji pursed her lips, turned around and led the way: "Taoist priest, please follow me."

Luo Fan followed her, although the person who led the way was not the same as when he came, but the atmosphere was the same embarrassing and silent, with all kinds of tears streaming down his face: I can't afford the jealous woman!

So after walking for a while, when he saw Zhen Yuanzi passing by in a hurry, Luo Fan had a flash of inspiration and called out to him decisively: "Great Immortal Zhen Yuan!"

"Bodhisattva." Zhen Yuanzi stopped and waited for him.

"It's all right here, my lady, let's go back and take care of Taoist Lingbao." Luo Fan bid farewell to Daji who was beside him, and then expressed his worries in a good-hearted manner, "The wind just now was quite cold, I don't know Daoist Lingbao, his sickly little body can bear it..."

Daji's complexion darkened, with a hint of worry and a touch of remorse on her brows, and she hurriedly said goodbye before Luo Fan could finish speaking.

Looking at the back of Daji who was so hurried that he almost lost his posture, Luo Fan suddenly recalled the scene in the Star-seeking Tower many years ago.

Time flies, and the stubborn woman who kept saying that she only wanted to cultivate a positive result but swallowed so much sorrow and pain in her belly has now swept away her confusion and found her true heart.

Although the way of heaven is still ruthless, many people can have another future.

Suddenly, I felt that my depressed mood, which was depressed by the news of the master's sudden coma and the sudden settlement of old accounts, quietly improved a bit.

Zhen Yuanzi also saw Daji, and when Luo Fan approached, he suddenly said incomprehensibly, "Unexpectedly, there is a fox demon hidden in Miluo Palace."

"All things and all living beings have the heart of Taoism, so it doesn't matter whether he is a human, a demon, a fairy or a demon?" Luo Fan raised his eyes to look at the empty sky, his expression was calm, his eyes contained compassion, but it was fleeting, and the expression on his face In an instant, it turned into naked contempt, looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said with a sneer: "Could it be that Fellow Daoist also listened to Tianting's tricks?"

"I don't believe it, but True Monarch Erlang..." Zhen Yuanzi laughed lowly, and the words stopped abruptly, which was very meaningful.

Luo Fan frowned subconsciously, his eyes sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Why did it suddenly involve Yang Jian?"

"...It's nothing." Zhen Yuanzi shook his head.

He wanted to ask Luo Fan if he knew what Yang Jian had done for Tianting these years, but then thought how could Luo Fan know nothing about it given the closeness between Luo Fan and Yang Jian, so he finally didn't ask.

"Pindao is just wondering, are you really assured that he will stay in the Heavenly Court?"

Luo Fan lowered his eyes: "He listens to the edict but not to the announcement, and he doesn't serve in the Heavenly Court, how can he be regarded as staying in the Heavenly Court."

Zhen Yuanzi thought of his friendship with Luo Fan for many years, and finally couldn't help but say something more: "This is different from the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the killing was too heavy, and regardless of the cycle of cause and effect, the Dao heart will definitely be unstable. You might as well... persuade him."

"I know you have good intentions," Luo Fan closed his eyes, rubbed his brows with his hands, and sighed, "You don't need to talk about this matter, I will save it."

Zhen Yuanzi disapproved, as if he wanted to say something else, Luo Fan quickly interrupted him, "Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist just passed by in a hurry, what's the matter?"

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly jumped up anxiously: "Oops, Oops, I almost forgot after being interrupted by you, I have to go back quickly!"

As he said that, he didn't care about talking about Yang Jian with Luo Fan, and turned around in a hurry to leave. Luo Fan stretched out his hand to hold him, and said with a sarcasm, "Why are you panicking? You are in a hurry. You don't know what to do if you don't know." I thought the precious ginseng fruit tree in your backyard was chopped down."

Zhen Yuanzi froze, turned around and glared at Luo Fan with a strange look of resentment mixed with resentment.

Luo Fan 囧: "Uh...won't I really hit the mark?"

"You crow's mouth!" Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, cursed unbearably, dragged Luo Fan and rushed to the human world, "Come with me, I will lend you that poplar nectar. "

Under the banner of helping friends, but in fact to watch the fun, Luo Fan followed Zhen Yuanzi to Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain without any objection.

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi returned to his Taoist temple, he dragged Luo Fan straight to the backyard without saying a word.

As soon as I turned into the yard, I saw broken branches and fallen leaves all over the ground, and when I took a closer look, I saw that the towering tree in the center of the yard was completely uprooted and pushed down, turning into dead wood and yellow leaves, and the branches were even more so. I didn't even see a single fruit, only the wreckage left on the ground.

Seeing that his precious ginseng fruit tree turned into the horrible appearance it is now, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes turned red in an instant, and he rushed over, howling in mourning: "My tree! My heart! "

Shouting so loudly that it was disgusting, and there was still a bit of a fairy image, Luo Fan trembled all over when he heard it, and goose bumps fell all over the floor.

Luo Fan rolled his eyes at him, raised his hand and summoned his complete set of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's standard equipment, and said with a look of disgust: "Fellow Taoist, stop howling, get out of the way, I'll help you restore the tree."

"Restore? No, this is not in a hurry." Zhen Yuanzi quickly calmed down. He stood up and adjusted his clothes. He waved his hands to stop Luo Fan's actions, and then asked the little boy beside him, "Say, who did this?" of?"

Dao Tong Qingfeng looked resentful: "The thief monk of Dongtu Tang!"

Dao Tong Mingyue looked aggrieved: "It's the old man that Master told you to entertain when you left!"

Luo Fan scratched his head, does this setting sound familiar?

Zhen Yuanzi was speechless, and asked his apprentice with a stern face: "Didn't I remind you to be careful of his apprentices, why did you get into this situation?"

Luo Fan leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Who is the old friend you mentioned, do I know him?"

Zhen Yuanzi also whispered back to him, eyes full of annoyance: "Could it be that you know him, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, I met him once 500 years ago, and we had a good conversation. I thought he passed through the land of Pindao, There is no reason not to extend the friendship of the landlord, who knows that this kind of disaster will be caused."

I'm so tired, how dare you provoke Jin Chanzi?I don't know if he has Brother Monkey!

Luo Fan wiped his sweat: "Come on, this is the end of the matter, what do you plan to do?"

what to do?I can only admit that I am unlucky, can I still kill them?

Zhen Yuanzi thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt that this method is feasible, at least enough to relieve his anger, so he asked Luo Fan seriously: "If the poor Taoist wants to kill them, what do you think?"

Luo Fan squinted at him: "The crime of killing is too heavy, I'm afraid the Dao will not be stable, fellow Daoist, proceed with caution."

Zhen Yuanzi choked on his own words, and stroked his beard in embarrassment: "...Then what do you say?"

"How do I know." Luo Fan looked at the sky speechlessly, calmly expressing that this matter has nothing to do with him, and he just hit soy sauce.

Zhen Yuanzi was angry: "You people from the West did this, you have to be responsible!"

"..."

Fuck, I was shot while lying down!