Good news, the elder is gone

In the end, Xue Wangliu's great cause of pretending to be ugly still failed, because he felt that he was too ugly to attract attention, so it was better to restrain himself a little.

After thinking about it carefully, he dressed himself up as a young guy with a scar on his face and a strong suit, with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, and a Tang saber on his back, and took Ding Hong who had turned into an eagle out. Door.

The geese and the geese stayed at home to watch the gate, Xue Wangliu sat on the eagle and yawned, telling him to fly to Foji Island.

"When was the last time you came here?" Xue Wangliu thought for a while, "Oh, it was 300 years ago, the Venerable's lecture on Buddhism."

Ding Hong echoed and reminded him by the way that he slept for three days and three nights when he had lectured on Buddhism for three days and three nights, and finally several children carried him back with his help.

Xue Wangliu clicked his tongue and told Ding Hong not to mention the past, life has been full of ups and downs.

In his previous life, he had a conflict with physics, and it was useless to be mentally active. As long as he listened to the teacher's class, his eyes would be like sleeping on a regular basis, and he couldn't wake up even if he slapped himself.

This life has nothing to do with Buddhist scriptures, as long as he hears Buddha knocking on a wooden fish to recite scriptures, and there is no danger nearby, he will automatically enter a dormant state, unable to wake up even if he shakes.

"When the Xinxiu Daohui doesn't give lectures, I will definitely not sleep." Xue Wangliu was full of confidence, riding Ding Hong all the way through Fanzhou City, and saw the sparkling sea below.

It was midsummer, and there was a gust of wind and rain yesterday, but today the wind was not so hot. The green plants and flowers on the island were covered with dewdrops, but a gust of wind was brought up by pedestrians passing by, and the dew fell on the ground. There was a soundless splash.

Because of the Xinxiu Daohui, many people came to the island. Although many people used magic weapons to fly in the air, many people came for the first time and chose to walk to enjoy the scenery of the island slowly. .

Because of blindness and lack of a magic weapon that can fly in the air, Nian Shu walked slowly on the road with a black jade short stick, while using spiritual power to find out the surrounding situation.I don't know if it was because of fate in the previous life, but he felt a sense of familiarity here.

Even where he should lift his legs up the steps, and where he should go around, he seems to be very clear, and his body always responds first.

Nianshu was puzzled, but his steps were steady, he raised his foot and stepped up another step, and heard that the originally quiet road suddenly became lively.

He looked back and found a group of people hurriedly walking behind him.

Because he could only perceive the general outline and the strength of spiritual power, after feeling the opponent's strength, Nianshu slowly stepped back a few steps to make way.

Master said that try to avoid sharp-edged people outside and don't cause trouble.

He turned his head and continued walking, and the group of people behind him quickly passed by his side.Only a child's voice was heard asking: "Sister Master, why did the people from Miaoyin Building fly over, and we have to walk there?"

"Shhh - this is a rule set by your majesty, don't talk anymore, your master will carry you away when you are tired." A female voice said softly and gradually walked away.

It was the first time for Nianshu to see so many monks alone, and he suddenly felt amused. He couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and continued walking, but heard a casual monk on the side of the road saying: "That's the Huahan sect? This time Why didn't Fairy Xueliu come?"

"Hush—keep down, so you won't be heard by them!" The person next to him pulled him, watched the tumbling robe go away, and then whispered: "Didn't you hear that Fairy Xueliu was out of snow?" Did Jigu get involved with a ghost cultivator?"

"I've heard about it, but it's too fake. Who would believe it? Lou Xianyun, the owner of the Miaoyin Building, can't even look down on a ghost cultivator. Taoists are famous for killing ghosts, how could their people get entangled with ghost cultivators."

The man waved his hand, thinking that Fairy Xueliu didn't come this time, he couldn't help but sighed regretfully and said: "I can't go up Linglong Snow Mountain of Huahan Sect, I thought I could see Fairy's beauty here, hey..."

Lou Xianyun, Zhu Gui Taoist are just some unfamiliar names.

Nianshu followed the two casual cultivators all the way forward, listening to them secretly gossip about Master, she didn't feel angry for a while, but just found it fresh, and hoped that the two of them could talk more.

It's just that the more he listened, the more confused he became. In their mouths, the master is beautiful, noble and gentle. In front of strangers, he is a flower in the mountains that can only be seen from a distance, but in front of some people, he is a gentle and considerate aunt.

Nianshu is a little delicate in his heart, after all, he has lived together for five years, and he is very familiar with Master's habits.

On weekdays, I sleep until the sun is up and don't talk about it, except to teach myself to read the script, write, write and draw, cry and laugh alone in the room, and occasionally quarrel with the teacher on a whim.As soon as they heard movement outside, they stepped on the ladder and stretched their necks to watch the excitement.If there is a temple fair during the Chinese New Year, Master will never go home until the end of the game.

Apart from gentleness and beauty, it can be said that my master has nothing to do with Xiangu Xueliu.His invisible eyes are full of great doubts, is this really a person?

Moreover, from their mouths, it seems that a respectable male monk in this world loves Master and is willing to live and die for him, but Master is usually a man, and getting along with Master is very natural and there is no inconvenience. They say he is a woman?

No wonder the master often said that this colorful world is full of disturbances, and there are so many rumors that there is no need to take it seriously, but he never thought that the rumors would be so outrageous.

Nianshu sighed, in fact, whether the master is a man or a woman has been troubled in Nianshu's heart for a long time, and Xue Wangliu didn't tell him, so he didn't dare to ask.I am afraid that I will poke at the sad things of the master and make him sad.

But, I really want to know!

Nian Shu felt that he was fascinated by this colorful world, but he was really curious in his heart. He was so entangled in his heart and lungs that he took two steps forward, and the steps under his feet came to an end.The bluestone road becomes wide open, and the wind brings the smell of incense. If you listen carefully, there are still people chanting sutras and whispering in the wind.

Not far away, there were monks receiving them, who prepared spiritual tea and vegetarian pastries made of spiritual plants for the monks who came all the way to eat.

It was the first time for Nianshu to come here, and the master didn't give any more instructions before leaving. He stood at the door and turned his head to look around, and found that everyone came in twos and threes with companions, but he was alone.

At this time, a bald monk came up to meet him, said to Amitabha Buddha, and asked in a gentle voice, "Is this the first time for this cultivator?"

Nian Shu bowed to him and performed a Buddhist salute, saying, "Exactly."

The monk looked at him holding a black jade short stick, wearing a dark blue cassock embroidered with magic circles, and even his eyes were covered with black silk and silver satin. He was dressed as a disciple of an aristocratic family, and asked: "What is the cultivator with?" Brothers separated?"

"I came here alone, without a companion." Nian Shu smiled and asked, "Dare to ask this master, how do we get to the fighting arena of the Rookie Daoist Association?"

The Rookie Taoist Association is divided into two parts, the front is the fighting, and when the fighting is over, it is the secret realm.

According to Xue Wangliu's words, martial arts is a 1v1 arena to play a ranking match. Whoever wins will take the token of the opponent.

And the only thing Xue Wangliu said to Nian Shu was that it doesn't matter whether he participates in the martial arts fight or not, the main thing is to go into the secret realm to have a look.

After Nianshu showed the way, the Buddha cultivator took out a token from his sleeve and handed it over: "This is the token of this year's martial arts, please keep it well."

Nianshu put away the token, and Foxiu told him where the resting place was, and then watched him go away.

After walking in, there were more people on the road, and there were also many lone cultivators like myself.Nianshu leaned on a short stick and walked towards the busiest place.

He came at just the right time, and the New Show Daoist Association just started. Two cannons were fired in a row. People from Zonghe Yunxia Island in the South China Sea also came.

Xue Wangliu sat on a tree with Tang Dao and a bamboo hat, looked down, stared in the direction of Huahanzong for a while, then spat out the grass in his mouth, and whispered to Ding Hong beside him: "Old man, come this year! There are so many people here, Yunxia Island and Sun Moon Library are here."

Ding Hong responded, signaling him to be careful and not to get carried away.

"But it's normal. The secret realm above Foji Island only opens every 500 years, and I have never entered it." Xue Wangliu laughed and murmured: "There are probably many secret realms in the Buddha's Cultivation Sect. There may even be relics for good things used in Buddhist practice."

Even if Nianshu didn't take the initiative to ask to come, he would have asked him to come.

This kind of good opportunity to go to other people's house to move things openly, he, Xue Wangliu, would never miss it.

The current abbot of the Listening Bodhi Sect stood on the stage and coughed twice, and said, "Amitabha, you have worked so hard to come here. The Garan Secret Realm will be opened after 500 years. Next, the poor monk will simply say a few words..."

These few simple words directly told Xue Wangliu on the tree that he was stumbling around, and it was Ding Hong who pecked his hand before he woke up.

Stretching out his head to see, it's okay, it's okay, he's not the only one sleeping.

The audience fell asleep for most of the time. The ghost cultivators of the Ghost Sect yawned louder than the other. The little sword cultivator of Lanze Jianmen was secretly eating in the back. The newly recruited apprentices were all sleeping in her arms, drooling, and half of their tied-up hair fell loose.

Xue Wangliu laughed and turned to look for Nianshu, only to find that this child was even more outrageous.Relying on himself to stand behind, no one noticed, and he was holding a stick and striding forward.

Xue Wangliu: ...

"To be honest, I didn't expect this." Xue Wangliu rubbed his head. Originally, he wanted to say that children can be taught, but he felt that it was inappropriate to leave this sentence here, and it was a bit disrespectful to Buddha.

The Buddhist cultivator below struck the bell three times, and the last bell stopped, and the abbot said: "The Rookie Daoist Association, start now, you can start to compete and learn from each other!"

In an instant, one person stood on all ten rings and became the first ring leader.

Xu Jiqing, who was forcibly thrown into the arena, stood in the middle of the arena, holding a writing brush made of his own thigh bone, fighting with each other, swallowing his saliva and looking at the master and senior brother who were encouraging him, trembling while holding the brush Said: "Master, you let me write a suicide note and then come up."

The fighting lasted for five days, and I might have died on the first day.

Qing Yuanzi's complexion changed, and he was about to scold him for being a good-for-nothing to stand up for me, but before he could say anything, a handsome young man in a light yellow blouse jumped onto the stage.

Holding a multi-colored streamer spear, he looked at Xu Jiqing with a contemptuous smile, and said softly: "Huahan Sect disciple, Liu Fengyu, please enlighten me."

Xue Wangliu on the tree in the distance was stunned, looked at Liu Fengyu and murmured: "It's not good, why did Lao Liu jump up?"

The author says:

Nianshu who came here for the first time: There are so many people!

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