This fox fairy is too inhuman

"Nirvana..."

Ren Yidao in the guest room sighed, feeling a little inexplicably melancholy.

Ren Yidao didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing after arriving, which gave him a strange feeling.

He originally just wanted to come to the people in the temple to ask for directions. It would be best to get a map to let him know exactly where he was in the Western Desert.

As a result, when he entered the temple, he found that although it was full of life, no one was there.

He thought he had encountered some ghost temple and was a little excited.

But after entering, I discovered that someone had just left not long ago, and he must have happened to be out.

Just as he was getting ready to continue waiting for people to come back, he suddenly felt a faint fluctuation.

It seemed like death, but it also seemed like spiritual sublimation.

As soon as the person arrived, he saw the old man's soul flying out of his body, then smiled at him and disappeared out of thin air. He didn't know where he went.

"Have you passed away and become a Buddha?"

Ren Yidao was a little unsure about what was going on. He had seen the remains of He Shou's predecessor before, which was similar to the skin left behind by a queen who ascended to immortality.

After the old monk passed away, his body did not change at all and everything was as usual. Although his heart no longer beat, his body was still alive, but he could not feel the fluctuations of his soul.

"Yoyue, have you ever seen such a scene? Where did their souls go?"

"Are you saying that the monk died?" Yaoyue sat on the bed and blinked leisurely after hearing the words, "No, although I have shot several old monks to death, there should be some differences from what you asked, all the souls All destroyed."

"What I'm asking about is Nirvana. You're trying to destroy the flowers with your hands. No, you're destroying the Buddha with your hands..."

Wait, Trevor?
****! ***!

Naturally, Yaoyue didn't know that Ren Yidao's mind had already spread to that game five, and continued the previous topic: "As for the whereabouts of your old monk's soul, it may be to what they call Lingshan."

Lingshan Mountain in the West Desert.

According to legend, there are not only Buddhas there, but also millions of Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas...

"Have you been there?"

"No, the last time I came here I was sneaking around the Western Desert with the others and didn't take the initiative to provoke Lingshan."

Ren Yidao then remembered that this boss was a heavyweight before and was involved in assassination operations in the Western Desert. He wanted to be unnoticed and would not feel comfortable going to Lingshan.

"Do you have a map?"

"No, I just followed them back then, I didn't care about that."

Fine.

I don't even need to ask this question.

Ren Yidao curled his lips and sighed again that Yaoyue was just like a large Jing Yueqin. The master and the disciple were carved from the same mold.

Apart from being able to fight a little, he is useless in life!
waste!

Yaoyue felt Ren Yidao's full contempt, but she didn't care. She lay down directly, occupying most of the bed, and asked sideways: "Are you going to stay here? Or will you leave tomorrow after asking for directions?"

"Let's observe for a few more days." Ren Yidao listened to Ming Xin's chanting, thought for a moment, and whispered: "I always feel that the monk's passing away is not simple. It seems to be too coincidental. After seeing me He passed away immediately.”

The timing was too much of a coincidence, which gave him some inexplicable thoughts.

"Besides, that little novice monk didn't feel right to me. This person felt very extraordinary to me." Ren Yidao recalled the details of his contact with Mingxin, "There was a special feeling about him, and I didn't know what it was. It’s not fully developed, it’s still deliberately hidden.”

There is a special feeling that the other person has a faint Buddha nature. Although his cultivation level is very low, his realm seems to be astonishingly high.

"His temperament makes me feel like the unity of heaven and man. Nothing can shake his heart. Even I can't probe his heart."

"The only change was the moment he discovered the abbot's death, and I caught a trace of the fluctuation."

Ren Yidao felt that if he could figure out the answer to this mystery, it might be helpful to his practice, and he planned to study it in detail.

"It would be a bit scary if every temple in the Western Desert could have such strength."

"No way~" Yaoyue waved her hands lazily and said casually: "I saw it with my own eyes back then. Those monks were just like everyone else. If they die, they will die. It's no big deal."

Are you sure you saw it with your own eyes and not killed it with your own hands?
"Also, why did you run out on your own?" It was only then that Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl lying on his bed, and asked curiously: "Where are Xiaoyu and the others?"

"The two of them and Zhang Mang continue to practice in the Shinto Bell. Cang Lanlan and the little fat cat have also been assigned training tasks by me." Yaoyue stretched and said silently: "They are all too involved. , no one paid attention to me, and then I had nothing to do.”

"These guys are so abominable, they don't know how to respect teachers at all! Just like you!"

You assign tasks to everyone, and then you complain that they ignore you.

Friend, are you okay?
"So, you came to me to accompany you?"

"Yes~" She became more energetic when she talked about playing Yaoyue. She sat up on the bed and stared at Ren Yidao eagerly.

"I didn't say I wanted to accompany you." Even though he said that, Ren Yidao couldn't just leave her alone. He moved a stool to sit by the bed, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"...Huh?" Seeing Ren Yidao's cooperation, Yaoyue felt a little uncomfortable for a moment and froze on the spot.

She originally thought that she would continue to push him for a while, but in the end she would inevitably be disliked by him.

Yaoyue couldn't help but asked a little strangely, "Why...why are you so obedient today?"

"What do you call your problem?"

Ren Yidao was helpless, and then motioned Yaoyue to look in the direction where the abbot passed away, "It can be regarded as touching the scene."

"As the saying goes, a tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop; a child wants to be raised but can't be loved... Some things will only be cherished after you lose them. I don't want to let myself feel regret at the end." Yaoyue raised her eyebrows. I felt that his tone and expression when he said these words were strange.

"……What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. I just saw someone died, master. I reflected on it and decided that I should be kinder to my master."

Yaoyue:? ? ?
"Are you cursing me?"

What do you mean, you brat?
"No, it's just that you are an old man." Ren Yidao curled his lips, "Besides, in my case, you were already dead a long time ago, but now you are pretending to be a corpse."

Don't think that I am cursing you to death, because you are actually a dead person in my heart.

"Humph!"

Yaoyue snorted angrily, and felt a little embarrassed when she mentioned that she had been missing for so long. She was not confident enough and chose to ignore the topic, "Then let's talk about you! We have known each other for so long, and you haven't paid close attention yet. You said it yourself."

"How did you meet Xiao Yueqin? What is your relationship with other people?"

After mentioning this, she became happy again, forgetting all the embarrassments just now, and became excited again.

"This is a long story." Ren Yidao actually didn't really want to talk about his past experiences. He always felt a little weird, but he couldn't help but let it go.

"It doesn't matter~ I have plenty of time, and the night is still very long, isn't it?" Yaoyue crossed her legs and sat on the corner of the bed, freeing up another space. She patted that position and motioned for Ren Yidao to sit over.

"..."

Ren Yidao looked at Yaoyue's eyes that were narrowed due to excitement and curiosity, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he shook his head and smiled:
"really."

He stood up and sat on the bed. He nodded and said:

"The night is still long."

……

……

When Ren Yidao saw Ming Xin again in the early morning the next day, the other party had regained his composure and bowed slightly to him.

"Good morning, donor."

"Little master..." Ren Yidao continued in his arms, suddenly realizing that he might need to change his words, "No, should I call him abbot now? Or host?"

There are only three people here. After the previous abbot passed away, now only two people, Ming Xin and Ming Hui, are left. Although Ming Xin is still just a novice, as the only elder remaining in Kurong Temple at this moment, he has automatically been promoted to the main monk.

Mingxin shook her head and said calmly: "Donors don't have to be polite, just call me Mingxin."

He seemed to have quickly recovered from the shock of his master's death, and returned to his previous state of harmony between man and nature.

"You... please forgive me and accept the change." Ren Yidao hesitated for a moment, but still did not test it at this time.

No matter what secrets the abbot had, he was unwilling to reveal anyone's scars at this time because the deceased was the most important person.

However, Ming Xin seemed particularly calm, as if he knew what Ren Yidao wanted to ask, and said directly: "Donor, don't worry, the poor monk has already expected this day, and the master has already made preparations and arranged everything in advance. ”

"I don't think the donor is from the Western Desert. Is he from another country?"

"Exactly."

"Then this is the map that the donor may need." Ming Xin took out a jade slip and handed it to Ren Yidao, "It marks the temples that my master and I visited in the past. It contains some information about each temple. I hope can be helpful to you.”

Ren Yidao did not refuse, this was indeed what he needed.

However, judging from Ming Xin's attitude, it seems that he doesn't intend to let them stay here for a long time?
"Master Mingxin is leaving?" Ren Yidao asked directly as he was confused.

"That's true."

Mingxin nodded and did not hide it: "After I settle the master, I will take my junior brother to visit other temples."

"It doesn't matter to me, but Minghui is still young and needs guidance from seniors." Mingxin looked at Minghui walking out of the room sleepily, and whispered: "He will turn thirteen in a few months, and he will need seniors then. Get rid of the disaster for him."

Regarding this little novice monk, Ren Yidao actually noticed and guessed that he had a special destiny, which was a bit similar to Li Lingling, but it was not as fierce as her Blood Star destiny. He only restrained himself and did not harm others.

Ren Yidao narrowed his eyes and looked at Ming Xin, and shook his head slightly: "This is a lot of work, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to ask for, right?"

There are only a few ways to save the fate of this kind of evil star, all of which require the caster to pay a huge price.

"Master also made arrangements for this." Mingxin said calmly, her eyes unwavering, "He asked me to take away his relic and use it in exchange for their help."

!!!

Ren Yidao narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Ming Xin carefully.

He was a little confused as to what the monk was thinking.

"This……"

Mingxin faced Ren Yidao's scrutinizing gaze without any dodge. She smiled slightly, her eyes full of calm, "However, although this is the master's arrangement, I will not exchange it for the relic."

Ren Yidao also calmed down at this time and asked softly: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I will fight for him." Mingxin looked at the junior brother walking towards them with a gentle but firm smile.

"I come."

"Whatever it takes, whatever they want...I'll do it."

他 说:

"When Master is gone, I will be his only relative." (End of Chapter)