This fox fairy is too inhuman

"You carry the burden and I hold the horse~"

"Welcome the sunrise and see off the evening glow~"

"Smooth out the bumps and become a great road~"

"After fighting all the difficulties and dangers, we set off again~ and set off again~"

……

Minghui sat on Tuoma's back, humming the tune she heard from Donor Ren before, while Zhang Mang sat behind him, half-squinting his eyes, observing the surroundings.

This was his first time out of Eastern Wilderness China, and everything in the outside world was different from what he remembered.

His fingers kept counting and verifying, and finally the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He was quickly absorbing the knowledge that the mysterious woman had instilled in him, and heading towards the true appearance of the Hunyuan Body.

After opening their minds to their master and master, they obtained the knowledge from their own sea of ​​consciousness and finally came to a conclusion.

My own Hunyuan Body has not been activated yet.

In other words, it is currently not fully activated and is in a semi-activated state. Only the eyes of the entire body were forcibly activated by Yaoyue's demonic energy by chance, achieving an ability similar to the true knowing eyes.

Even the activation of the Hunyuan Divine Eye is incomplete, because the normal Hunyuan Divine Eye is not blind, but a first-class heavenly eye.

Dacheng's Hunyuan Body not only has this little ability, it is very comprehensive in all aspects. The Hunyuan Goddess back then was able to physically crush many physical practitioners, and only a very small number of physiques could compete with it.

He wants to become stronger.

You have to become a true dragon on your own.

Although his master didn't say it, Zhang Mang knew that this world was no longer stable and would become increasingly dangerous.

If he doesn't want Master to take risks for himself every time, then he needs more power!

At least, don't let Master worry about taking risks for his own sake.

He wants to become stronger.

But while Zhang Mang was concentrating on practicing, Minghui was humming songs carefree and watching the birds in the sky with her remaining good eye.

"..."

Ren Yidao, who was not far away, took in the appearance of the two of them, shook his head, and continued chatting with Ming Xin.

Mingxin didn't know why Ren Yidao insisted on helping him, but he understood the meaning of Ren Yidao, and he was only grateful, and the relationship between the two became much closer.

It had been several days since they set out from Kurong Temple. The two of them were not just chatting, they were discussing the past and the present, talking about everything, from Buddha to Taoism, regardless of Taoism.

The two talked for several days, but neither one of them had the upper hand. There was quite a feeling of sympathy for each other, and they seemed to regard each other as Taoist friends.

Although Ming Xin's cultivation level is not high, and he can even just reach the ground level, his thoughts on cultivation not only make Ren Yidao think seriously, but sometimes even make Yaoyue who happened to hear it think something. touch.

In this way, Ren Yidao felt that Ming Xin only lacked one opportunity. As long as the time was right, he would meet the wind and transform into a dragon and reach the sky in one step.

However, this opportunity is rare and many people may not be able to get it in their lifetime.

"Mingxin, didn't your master let your junior brother practice?"

After getting familiar with the relationship, Ren Yidao didn't hide it. He asked directly what he thought of: "His talent is not bad. If you look at his qualifications alone, he is above you."

Even with Ren Yidao's critical eyes, this little guy's talent is not bad, he is considered to be of high quality, but he started a little late and has not yet refined his Qi.

Mingxin smiled when she heard this, knowing that Ren Yidao had blocked the sound of the conversation and Minghui would not hear their conversation.

"Minghui's qualifications are indeed good, but as you know, Taoist Master, with Minghui's fate, if you only practice without cultivating your mind, you may create a evil demon in the world."

In Ren Yidao's opinion, Minghui's fate was only averagely bad, not as good as the Blood Star, but in the eyes of others, it was actually a very bad fate, like the Lone Star of Heavenly Evil.

"Actually... back then, Minghui was only one step away from entering hell." Mingxin looked at her junior brother with pity and distress in her eyes, and shook her head slightly with a sigh.

"Minghui is an orphan. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child because of eye problems. He has been wandering in the world."

"At that time, he had suffered a lot from human kindness. He had been a thief, a beggar, and maybe... he had killed someone."

Killing someone is a big sin in Buddhism, but Mingxin seemed particularly calm after mentioning it.

"By the time the master found him, Minghui had been wandering for a long time and was on the verge of becoming a demon. He was just a few steps away from turning into a demon."

"The master didn't want him to go to hell in vain, so he used his own cultivation life to suppress it and seal his past memories."

So this is why Minghui looks a little silly, a little too naive.

He lost all his memories a year ago, like a newborn baby re-recognizing the world.

"This past year, Master has been using his own cultivation to suppress it. He told me that everything went well at first, but now it seems that there may be some problems during the suppression."

Ren Yidao understood that the situation described by Minghui was similar to his previous guess.

Because they had seen similar examples, Mingxin and their master, Master Jinglian, chose the same method as Li Long, using their own cultivation and life to suppress the fate of others.

However, although Shura's fate is not as cruel as Blood Star's fate, the old abbot's cultivation is not as good as Li Long's, and he does not have dragon veins and treasures to help suppress him. Until his death, he only had the cultivation of becoming a god.

This level of cultivation is not considered weak in the world, but it is still not good enough to suppress such a dangerous fate. Fortunately, the old abbot's Buddhist cultivation level is quite solid, so he can successfully suppress it.

But now it seems that even this can only be suppressed for a year. After a year, something went wrong and he ended up dead.

"During this year, we have been reciting sutras for him, hoping to dispel the demonic nature in his heart, and it has been effective. In another half a year, he will be able to completely dispel the demonic nature in his heart and suppress it deep down. At that time, he can practice." After listening to Ming Xin's explanation, Ren Yidao shook his head slightly and said to himself: "Demon."

You may not believe it, but I am really familiar with this thing.

As a fox demon who often eliminates demons, I know how to suppress demonic nature...

Just do this first, then do that, and finally do that.

It's very simple!
Thinking of this, Ren Yidao glanced at Minghui unintentionally, and when he was about to look away, he found that the little guy shook unnaturally.

Ok?
Although the tremor was so subtle that Ren Yidao would not have noticed it if he had not observed it carefully, but it returned to normal in an instant, but he could not see it wrong, and it was impossible for him to see hallucinations.

Ren Yidao did not pause and naturally withdrew his gaze, but his soul perception remained on Minghui.

He caught my gaze.

Oh ho?

This kind of perceptual ability is really a gift.

"It's a good seedling."

One of the reasons why there are so few disciples of the Shinto Sect is that the disciples have very high requirements for their souls. They need to have very high perception in order to communicate with the world and create their own Taoist gods.

"Mingxin, if you are desperate in the end, you may be able to join my sect, and our Shinto Sect will protect you."

The old guys in my family will definitely like him.

Hey!
I want to poach you.

wrong.

Not only do I want to poach you, I also want to poach you too!
Pack you all up.

A family must be neat and tidy.

"Huh? Haha, the Taoist priest is really fast-talking. How can you say this to me?"

Mingxin was stunned for a moment, then laughed, shook her head and said, "This is poking fun at Buddhism. If others hear what you said, it will cause big trouble."

"Although I also want to say this...but if one day we really get to that point, I hope fellow Taoists can take more care of Minghui."

Mingxin hasn't said that he will take care of them, he only said that he will take care of his junior brother. He will not join other sects, but his junior brother is different.

Minghui is still too young. Although he has shaved his head, he has not officially entered Buddhism. If he has his own ideas and choices in the future, then as a senior brother, he will not stop him.

"Of course, I just said that casually, and I hope you Mingxin can solve it successfully."

"Thank you, Taoist Master." Ming Xin clasped his hands and thanked him. He understood that Ren Yidao was caring about their two senior brothers.

The two chatted for a while, and Mingxin's eyes swept over Li Lingling and Yu Yu who were riding together. There was some hesitation in his eyes, but in the end he whispered to Ren Yidao: "Fellow Taoist's two junior sisters, they seem to be... There’s also some unusual… stuff.”

Oh?
"Can you see it?" Ren Yidao was a little surprised at this time, but he didn't expect Mingxin to even notice this.

"I can only vaguely sense it." Ming Xin lowered her head modestly and clasped her hands and said, "The fish donor has a weak demonic aura on his body and looks like a dragon. The dragon aura on the donor Li's body is even stronger. The dragon aura has two wings, and its shape is similar to that of ancient times. Zhiyinglong is somewhat similar."

"If the Taoist priest doesn't want to cause trouble in the Western Desert, it's best to let them suppress it a little. Some Buddhists like to find people with dragon blood to be the Coiling Dragon Protector."

What are the eight tribes of Tian Long?

"I know." But knowing that this was a good intention, Ren Yidao had no reason to refuse, nodded, and sent a stream of Qi to the two junior sisters to cover them up.

As long as you don't look very carefully, you won't be discovered.

"By the way, the first stop of our trip is called Lingxin Temple, right?" The group did not use their magic power to fly, but rode along the camels like ordinary people.

"Yes, Lingxin Temple. My master has an old relationship with Lingxin Abbot of Lingxin Temple. He asked me to seek help after his death."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course there are some." Ming Xin smiled slightly and said softly: "My master said that the two of them were close friends in their early years. Even if they don't want to help, they won't cause any trouble."

……

……

"Get out of here!!!"

Bang!
With a roar, the mountain gate of Lingxin Temple was directly knocked open by a figure and flew from above.

The believers who were offering incense and worshiping could not help but look up and saw that a young novice monk in simple clothes was thrown out from inside and fell heavily to the ground.

"You actually want to destroy the orthodoxy of our Lingxin Temple!"

"Because you are also monks, we will not hit you this time, but remember, there will be no next time!"

Two dark and sturdy monks walked out of the door, glaring at the gravel rising from the ground.

"The abbot told you to leave from here! You are forbidden to come in!"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't let me see you here again!" (End of Chapter)