Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 248 Falling Butterflies
Save Mengdie?
An Qingli had no such plan.

Not to mention that she doesn't like Meng Die at all, but Meng Die's ghost and resentment butterfly do evil, so it is not worth her help.

She remembered clearly the case of exterminating the family in Wuyang City.

An Qingli sat down solemnly, and did not intend to obstruct the Buddhist eminent monk from exorcising evil.

The Nascent Soul follower said anxiously: "Little friend Qingli, Meng Die has already reformed. Since the Wuyang City, all the resentful souls she detained to practice were all brought down by her. I can swear by the demons in my heart. "

An Qingli remained indifferent and did not respond.

Yuan Ying's retinue became more and more anxious: "She has done a lot of good deeds and saved many lives. I also ask Qingli to recite the name of Meng's Thunderwing Tiger and save Meng Die this time. I am very grateful." .”

The Thunderwing Tiger of the Meng family was training with An Qingli's little Thunderwing Tiger in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest.

Maybe in the future, the two families will get closer because of these two Thunderwing Tigers.

Xiao Lingxi said: "We still have to take care of Little Huzi's Yuezhang's family."

Xiao Jintan also sighed, it's not easy to repay the debt of favor, after all, the Thunderwing Tiger and its mother are protecting the little tiger's experience.

An Qingli finally replied via voice transmission: "This true king, Master Huineng is only saving resentful souls, and will not hurt Meng Die's life, so there is no need to worry."

Yuan Ying's retinue's tone was still anxious: "But I'm afraid that the ghost will not be safe."

An Qingli said: "It's not necessarily a good thing to make a pact with ghosts and resentments, it's also good to get rid of them."

The Nascent Soul retinue sighed heavily, why didn't he know that it might not be a good thing to make a pact with Ghost Resentment, but protecting the Lord is not good, and he will be punished severely when he returns to Meng's house.

Beating the soul whip to whip the soul, the soul is punished, and the pain is so painful, which monk is willing to try.

Meng Die was shrouded in golden light and couldn't escape, curled up into a small ball in all kinds of pain, unable to argue: "I changed it, I really changed it a long time ago. I have done many good deeds, and several families set up longevity cards to enshrine. Master spare me, spare my little butterfly."

Hui Neng was unmoved: "Your life may be spared, but the ghost resentment butterfly should not come out of the nether ghost world to do evil, so you must not stay."

".Stinky monk!"

Meng Die cursed in a low voice, and black air kept pouring out of her head.

The shrieks of the resentful souls were so shrill that even the mortals in the restaurant could clearly hear them.

All the mortals were terrified, shaking like chaff.

Those few resentful souls are no different from fierce ghosts. After death, they did a lot of evil, absorbed a lot of yang energy from living people, and infected many lives.

Meng Die's detaining these fierce ghosts for cultivation is also considered a great good thing.

It's just that the ghost grudges the butterfly to do evil, but also attracts luck, and the good deeds of Mengdie can't offset the evil deeds.

Master Huineng continued to silently recite the scriptures for salvation, and his golden light became more and more solid.

What a golden bodhisattva, even more dazzling than a golden Buddha statue in a certain temple in the secular world.

He was one of the Buddhist elders who secretly guarded An Qingli, and he happened to sense the resentment on Meng Die.

Little Lingxi knows the existence of several Buddhist elders, so Meng Die's encounter can also be regarded as if there is no way to go to heaven, but there is no way to hell to break in.

It's like throwing yourself into a trap.

This Meng Die not only dressed up like an evil cultivator, but was indeed an evil cultivator.

No wonder Qingli said that Meng Die was so courageous that he brought Ghost Resent Die to the foot of Foshan.

Meng Die, who came here for her beauty, is reaping the consequences.

"Kill him!" Meng Die was so angry that she could sense that her contracted beast was also dying, as if it would be wiped out in the next moment and leave her.

Yuan Ying's retinue frowned and clenched his hands into fists, planning to obey Meng Die's order and strike at Huineng.

As a monk working for the Meng Family, before Meng Die set out to practice, he also made an oath to Meng Die's parents, vowing to protect Meng Die with all his strength.

If Mengdie dies, he must die; if Mengdie is severely injured, he will also be severely punished.

Seeing that the Nascent Soul follower really wanted to do something, An Qingli immediately stopped him through voice transmission: "It is said that the ghost resentment butterfly can absorb the luck of the surrounding people on its own, and can't keep it, for you and for the Meng family."

There are houses all around, and there are still living people in the houses. An Qingli doesn't want two high-ranking monks to fight in the street and implicate a group of innocent people like them.

Although there are two ancestors of Dujie secretly protecting each other, but at their level of cultivation, they take a lot of things lightly. Unless An Qingli is at a critical moment of life and death, they will choose to ignore it.

"Absorbing Qi Luck? There is such a thing!"

Yuan Ying's retinue was shocked.

Popular luck?

Banned sorcery!

Ghosts and butterflies inhaling luck?It's the first time he's heard of it.

No!The little Pegasus flicked its tail in the spirit beast bag. This Nascent Soul was following the blue and white luck, but it was not good. It was probably sucked a lot by Meng Die's contracted beast.

Yuan Ying's retinue was skeptical, but An Qingli was a direct disciple of the Tianyun Sect, so he was well-informed and might have come into contact with some secret records of the sect, so what he said should be credible.

"Kill him quickly!"

Although Meng Die is in pain, he still wants to keep his contract beast.

She and Little Butterfly have gone through many things and experienced many dangers. Her Little Butterfly must not die!

However, Yuan Ying's retinue didn't do anything, and only confirmed to Hui Neng through sound transmission.

"Master Huineng," Nascent Soul Retinue asked through sound transmission, "This ghost and resentful butterfly can absorb luck, but is it true?"

Hui Neng said: "That's true." Otherwise, he would not have insisted on subduing the ghost resentment butterfly.

Yuan Ying's retinue was startled, and thought that he had practiced as usual these days, but the effect was not as good as before. It turned out that it was because of the little concubine he guarded day and night.

Fortune-telling is sorcery.

Not only will it reduce the luck of others, but it will also take away part of the achievements of other people's cultivation.

It's no wonder that Meng Die, who was in training, didn't practice often, but his cultivation base improved extremely fast, and he still took away his cultivation results.

In this way, the ghost resentment butterfly really can't stay, and if it is reported to the Meng family truthfully, it may be able to escape a punishment.

"Why don't you do it?!" Meng Die fell to the ground, with red eyes, staring at the subordinate who didn't obey orders.

If she can return to Meng's house alive, she will definitely make this useless old guy look good!
"The ghost resentment butterfly really can't stay."

The Nascent Soul servant wanted to explain, but Meng Die didn't listen, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he screamed suddenly.

Accompanied by that ear-piercing scream, a huge resentment burst out from her body, making her whole body seem to be enveloped in a layer of black air.

She wants to keep her contract beast, and no one can take her contract beast away!
Meng Die was filled with resentment and fierce eyes.

In the golden light, the aura suddenly exploded.

Looking at the situation, it seems that Meng Die is about to advance at this time, and it is still an advanced foundation.

An Qingli used her spiritual sense to look carefully, so what is this?
Survival from a desperate situation, is it extremely peaceful?
Meng Die stood up slowly, standing upright, her eyes were dull, but she was staring at the golden body Huineng in front of her.

The Nascent Soul follower was worried, where did Meng Die get the strength to put on the current posture.

Hui Neng frowned slightly.

　Reward, monthly ticket recommendation ticket, red bean, collection, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)