Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 12 Return to the original owner
The next day, the morning sun rose.

The morning mist that lingers in the mountains has not yet cleared, but fireworks have already risen in the Zhulin Temple.

After a month, Wang Li was finally able to take a serious bath for himself.

She changed into the brocade clothes she wore from home, combed her long hair upwards and tied it into a bun, and fixed it with a straight silver hairpin, and tied the piece of white jade that exudes a warm breath all the year round around her waist.

Compared with the plain gray monk's robe, this dress is obviously more able to bring out his handsome appearance and restrained but not mediocre youthful spirit.

Looking at the not very clear figure in the bronze mirror, Wang Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

When he first woke up, he was wearing a brocade suit similar to this one.

It's just that, that night, Xiao Wangli's body was more like being directly covered by this suit. His thin body couldn't support any temperament at all, only weak and weak.

He grabbed the burden on the table and slung it over his shoulders. Inside were the Book of Changes and the coils that he brought up the mountain but had nowhere to use.

Bringing up the long sword again, this is all the luggage.

Looking back, his eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes seemed to want to engrave this humble residence in his mind.

After a while, take a deep breath, and when you take a step, your eyes are as bright as stars.

What I will start and face next is my own life that truly belongs to me!

At the gate of the courtyard, Qingchi arrived at some unknown time.

Seeing Wang Li going out, he couldn't help scanning his eyes up and down, and immediately smiled: "You boy, you are indeed determined not to go out."

What he meant was that Wang Li had already changed out of his monk robes at this time.

Wang Li smiled at him, quickly got into the kitchen and turned off the stove, and after going out, he carefully checked the door locks of each room, then stepped over the courtyard door, and locked the locks with the same seriousness, then turned to face the person who had been waiting for him. Elder Qingchi.

The other party smiled and asked: "Can I go?"

Wang Li nodded first, then shook his head.

He reached into his bosom, took out a stack of folded papers, and presented it to Qing Chi.

"Master, before leaving, can you hand over this thing to the abbot for me?"

Qing Chi took it curiously. After unfolding it, he took a quick glance and his face changed slightly.

He looked at Wang Li and raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you want to do this? Don't rush to answer me, let me tell you first, there is no need for you to do this, because they all regard you as a natural born Buddha, even if you don't join the Bai Dragon Temple, absolutely no one will plot against you behind your back, let alone assassinate you privately, because doing so will only bring trouble to Bailong Temple.

It has been rare since ancient times for people like you who can independently realize the method of practice from the scriptures, but over the years, there have been many such geniuses in various schools and schools.Therefore, the established rule is that what you comprehend by yourself is only your own, and no one will disapprove.But if you hand it over to Bailong Temple, the flaws in the method you have realized may spread in the future.There are precedents to follow, do you think about it? "

After hearing what he said, Wang Li was also taken aback.

It was also the first time he knew that there was such an underlying rule behind the "enlightenment from the scriptures".

However, this daze was nothing more than a few breaths of effort.

Now that you have made a decision, don't regret it temporarily, otherwise you will not only hurt other people's emotions, but also your own courage.

Because, when making a decision, you have to consider all the consequences as comprehensively as possible in advance within the scope of your ability.

Therefore, Qingchi's reminder had been thought about long before Wang Li made his decision.

Even if he doesn't know exactly what level and level of practice method "Growing Lotus Step by Step" is, but according to his personal experience, it shouldn't be too weak.

It's just that he doesn't really understand Bailong Temple, so he lacks a reference.

But this is not enough to constitute a reason for him to hide his secrets.

Under the premise of seeing his "talent", Bailong Temple still chose to let him go freely.

Then he will naturally provide a reward within his ability, whether it is the freedom to become a monk, or cure diseases, and make up for congenital losses.

What needs to be made clear is that between Bailong Temple and his king carp, they could have been less polite, and Bailong Temple was the one with the absolute advantage.

Therefore, Wang Li made it clear before he wrote "Growing Lotus Step by Step": Bailong Temple may not want it, but he has to give it.

So he quickly responded with a smile: "Master, this disciple has already considered it clearly, and it should be so. Please trouble Master!" He cupped his hands again.

Xu didn't expect Wang Li to be so free and easy, and Qing Chi was also stunned.

"Haha, I underestimated you!" As he spoke, Qingchi unfolded the paper generously, quickly read through this practice method, and said with a loud voice: "Yes, it's not an ordinary thing. There is another world, and it should contain a good footwork... No, it's a body method... It doesn't seem to be, tsk tsk, interesting!"

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Wang Li's face, as if he wanted to catch something from it.

But he can only be disappointed.

Because even if Wang Li didn't bless himself in any state at this time, there was no abnormality in his face or eyes.

He always maintained a gentle and peaceful smile, just like the well-behaved and sensible kid from the neighbor's house who never caused trouble.

Qing Chi pursed his lips, not showing half of the [-]% satisfaction in his heart.

However, his evaluation of "Growing Lotus Every Step" is not deliberately elevated, but this is not a good time for him to pay attention to it.

After memorizing this method, he waved his hand, and several blank papers were immediately wrapped in golden light, and flew towards the temple.

"Okay, I've already sent them to the Buddhist monastery of Brother Abbot, let's... let's go now?"

"Okay!" Wang Li nodded, eyes full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Qing Chi couldn't help sighing as he walked: "Oh, what a pity! Another child's longing for the outside world is about to be broken..."

Wang Li followed behind him step by step, his smile undiminished.

It was also the first time for Wang Li to walk the way down the mountain.

Compared with the scene when he was carried up the mountain, now he can walk down the very steep steps alone, without red face, and without panting all the way down the mountain.

This disappointed an old monk who wanted to see a joke again.

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Li turned around and raised his head. He saw a lush forest, and the thin mist was about to clear away, but he couldn't see any corner of Bailong Temple.

Thinking back to the first time he came to the foot of the mountain, he could never have imagined that there was a monastery with hundreds of monks hidden in this mountain forest, and he even kept wondering if the group of soldiers who escorted him went the wrong way .

In fact, it is not very accurate to say that he is standing at the foot of the mountain at this time.Because Bailong Mountain is not just the top of the mountain where Bailong Temple is located, but a huge mountain range that stretches for dozens of miles. In the eyes of ordinary people around, it can be regarded as an out-and-out sacred mountain.

In this way, if you want to get out of the White Dragon Mountains, you'd better have a guide who is familiar with the road, otherwise you may get lost halfway, and you may have to feed the wild beasts.

Of course, he doesn't need to worry about his safety now, because Qingchi is already familiar with the road, and he has walked a long way briskly.

Wang Li quickly caught up, and he also had some doubts in his heart.

Most practitioners have unusual "means of transportation" for their journey.

Either it is a rare and exotic beast, such as a crane or the like; or it relies on a magic weapon, as if Wang Li once saw Jing Yuan and cast a spell to summon a flying boat.

Or, it is Wang Li's most longed-for flight with the sword!

But Qingchi didn't have any similar meaning at all.

Wang Li looked at his back and frowned slightly.

It will take at least 300 miles to go home all the way. Is it really necessary to walk?
Even if he went back alone, he never made such a plan!
Therefore, even if the old monk uses "spiritual energy to transform the horse" in the next second, he guarantees that he will not laugh at it.

(End of this chapter)