Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 57 Dare to ask where is the way
A ray of breeze was sent from the mountains, Zhao Huafan stretched out his hand to grab it, as if he had caught the whole world.

He smiled softly, raised his head, and muttered to himself, as if he was asking the hidden heaven.

"where is the road?"

However, it is destined that there will be no response to these words. After a long time, he smiled and said another sentence.

"The road is under your feet~~"

"I wanted to be a cynical and aloof immortal monk, but I didn't expect an old monk to call me reluctant. Mistake! Mistake!"

Wuxin looked at Xiao Se and Lei Wujie who were standing at the gate of the palace, and shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, stop pretending, I've seen it just now!"

Seeing that he didn't mean to, Xiao Se smiled playfully.

Maybe he didn't expect that such a scene would happen to a monk who was so transparent and rational along the way, and who was full of evil spirits.

No wonder Zhao Huafan told himself before that seeing the parting of Wuxin and Master Wangyou, he would change his view on Wuxin.

Wuxin shook his head lightly, and did not reply to Xiao Se's words. It seemed that at this moment, he also had some enlightenment and some attachment.

"The old monk said, you have to walk the road ahead!"

When Xiao Se heard this, his heart seemed to be touched. His thoughts were deep, but it didn't mean he had no feelings. If he had been a person without feelings, he wouldn't have done that stupid thing back then. It's just what happened over the years , Let him get used to keeping these things in his heart.

Although the time he spent with this monk in front of him was not long, but the other party unexpectedly had an eye relationship with him, just like Zhao Huafan, who was not coming in outside the door, also had an eye relationship with him, and with them, he would It feels very comfortable.

A godly stick, although he can see everything clearly, he doesn't think about making progress. Instead, he looks at the world with a positive attitude, always thinking about changing something.

When he asked Master Wangyou before, he mentioned one thing, is fate reversible?
In fact, Xiao Se also had his own answer at that time. When Zhao Huafan asked that sentence, he already had the answer in his heart. If he didn't think that fate could be changed, why would he ask Wangyou to confirm it?
It is said that "high mountains and flowing water meet a bosom friend, and colorful clouds chase the moon to know oneself."

He sometimes thinks, maybe this is a confidant, someone who knows a person well enough, someone who he doesn't hate and is willing to talk.

The other two are a monk and a tyrant. He is also not tired of these two people. Lei Wujie has just entered the rivers and lakes. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the chivalrous spirit is so different from his own. Similar, looking at the other party, he seems to see himself, and when encountering injustice, he will speak up. As for Wuxin, he is a little bit angry with himself now. In Boss Xiao's words, he is an unscrupulous monk. The monk in his life doesn't even know the martial arts of Luochatang, and of course he is also a good friend, and the other party will not stand idly by when he is in danger.

"Master Wangyou, the Dharma is superb, but one sentence is wrong, and you will not walk the rest of the road alone!"

Hearing the words, Wuxin couldn't help but let out a little gasp, and Lei Wujie laughed. He simply thought that Wuxin was a friend he could make, but in his opinion, Wuxin was just a teenager who wanted to go home, so he jumped out.

"And us!!"

Wuxin turned around and looked at the two of them involuntarily, feeling a little warm in his heart, especially at this moment when Master Wangyou's last obsession dissipated.

Xiao Se's eyes flickered twice, and he said again: "Actually, you may not be able to leave safely. That person surnamed Zhao may really have that strength."

Wuxin laughed and said nothing, he is not sure whether Zhao Huafan has that strength, but he believes in his master, Master Wangyou will never lie to himself.

He had paid attention to what he said to Zhao Huafan before, and his master said that he was relieved, which meant that Zhao Huafan was strong, not in the general sense, at least someone who could hold him down.

At the foot of the mountain, Zen Master Dajue led his brothers and sisters to form the Arhat Formation, ready to fight.

This is the temple protection formation of Jiulong Temple. After the formation, the seven people are like one person, and they can superimpose their internal forces, which is extremely powerful.

In front of the mountain gate, cuckoos occasionally cried a few times. The erosion of the years made this empty valley even more desolate.

"The following should be the monks of Jiulong Temple. Before a cup of tea, they came!"

Seeing the three of them come out of the hall, Zhao Huafan reminded them aloud.

Wuxin was not surprised when he heard this, since Wuchan came to pick him up, he had already expected this scene.

"I said that ordinary sects can't cultivate a genius like Zhao benefactor, but I didn't expect Zhao benefactor to be there! Speaking of it, I didn't say anything wrong at the beginning, we are indeed destined!"

Zhao Huafan smiled freely.

"I didn't intend to hide it at first, but it's not in line with my original intention to walk the rivers and lakes in the name of a teacher. Just like what Master Wangyou said before, there are gains and losses. Without that halo, although there is a lot less Cheap, but I also saw more!"

Wuxin heard Zhao Huafan's words, thought about it, and seemed to understand why Zhao Huafan had gained so much in just a few months.

"Then the little monk's life will be entrusted to benefactor Zhao!"

Zhao Huafan sighed, "I hope there won't be too many changes. If there are more of those sword celestials, monk, you can ask for blessings!"

Hearing this, Wuxin couldn't help laughing.

"If this is the case, then only blame me, the little monk, Fuqian, for my poor life, no different from benefactor Zhao!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Xiao Se looked at Zhao Huafan in surprise. Although the other party didn't say anything big, it was not difficult for him to come to a conclusion after careful analysis.

Zhao Huafan now has the strength to match, or at least hold back a sword fairy, this is the lowest estimate.

Thinking of this, he was full of surprise, this age rivals the Sword Immortal? ?
He must have heard it wrong, right? ?
Seeing Xiao Se's strange expression, Lei Wujie asked curiously, "Hey, Xiao Se, what's wrong with you? Are you constipated?"

Hearing Lei Wujie's nonsensical words, Xiao Se broke his skills in the next second. What kind of brain circuit is this kid? ?
"Go away~~"

So he unceremoniously spit out a rolling word.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and speaking of it, Lei Wujie was the one who was funny.

"Let's go!! Some things have to be settled after all!"

Wu Xin stared faintly at the foot of the mountain, and took the first step, followed by several people. The final battle for returning home began.

(End of this chapter)