Invincible from the start

Chapter 148 The Big Bald Li Xiaoyao (please subscribe, ask for a ticket)

Su Heng returned to the underworld and saw Dongfang Nian, sitting alone by the Wangchuan River, his hair was scattered, and there were some fine stubbles growing on his chin. He seemed to have matured a lot...

"Great Emperor, it turns out that the price of growth is such grief..." When Dongfang Nian saw Su Heng, his eyes were dull and empty. Although there were many things he resisted and didn't want to happen, they still happened. Or what he experienced...

Su Heng glanced at the red-clothed radish in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and threw the petals there again, saying, "In my life, I have never experienced growth or grief, maybe it's because no one can beat me." ..."

Su Heng sighed, and Dongfang Nian looked over: "..."

Dongfang Nian sighed softly. He thought he was handsome, suave, and always kept himself clean. He didn't expect that everything would change in just one day. He never thought that he would...

When he saw the magnificent Tu Shan head in Tu Shan back then, from that moment on, he was overwhelmed and excited. From then on, he also had a goal in his heart, that is, one day...to be able to hold hands with this magnificent head of the family , look at the sunrise, shy boyish feelings, and then he is being an honest person, it's as simple as that...

It's a pity that the dream is shattered now, and the goal is gone before taking the first step. After all, it is still defeated by reality. After all, people have to live first, and they have to hang on to have a future...

Dongfang Nian was a little reconciled, he decided to go to Tushan himself, and told Tushan Xiyi loudly, although I didn't get you, in the future, I will definitely let my son marry your Tushan woman!

"Great Emperor, I want to go to Mount Tu to see, but people outside are sinister and the world is in turmoil, so I want to ask the Great Emperor for a spiritual seal, which can be used for self-defense." Dongfang Nian finally expressed his purpose. The sad expression also dissipated a lot. After talking so much and selling miserably for so long, there is still a purpose in the end.

Su Heng glanced at Dongfang Nian, thought about it, and did not refuse. He has always been the most generous to his subordinates. For example, he never asked his subordinates to 'borrow' things...

For example, because they are worried that the people in the underworld will be too boring, they often encourage them to hunt more rabbits, move their fingers more, and tap their heads more...

For example, on that day, Zhang Chuzhi threw himself into the river for his own dreams and goals, but he didn't hold back. His only regret was that he couldn't make up for it in person and fulfill his dream together with Zhang Chuzhi... …

For example, now that Dongfang Nian is sitting on the shore, he really wants to give him a kick...

There are too many examples. Su Heng didn't think about it any more. Of course, he knew about the aura imprint. Generally, old guys from various sects and factions in Kyushu have a guarantee when they travel the world for their descendants. When people are killed, they will prepare a spiritual imprint for the younger generation. This spiritual imprint will infuse their strongest blow power. Although the spiritual energy will be reduced a lot when it reaches the imprint, it can still remain [-]% to [-]%.

Su Heng has never used this thing before, but fortunately it is not difficult. With a simple movement of his hand, a spiritual imprint the size of a jade tablet appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Dongfang Nian: "I will divide this into ten parts for you. Minus one, use with caution."

Dongfang Nian took the jade card with a smile, and heaved a sigh of relief. Now he has the confidence to go to Tushan. He can speak out many things that he wanted to say but didn't dare to say before, and he no longer has to worry about being caught. That bad-tempered boss was killed...

"Thank you, my lord, I'm going first." Dongfang Nian was much more energetic, and stood up, but his legs were trembling a little, he put his hands on his waist and back, limped, and left slowly...

Su Heng looked at Dongfang Nian's back, and thought of those words just now, is this the price of growth?It's really sad...

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On the outskirts of Suzhou and Hangzhou, in the Jinshan Temple, the drums at dusk and the bells in the morning repeat everything like this every day, like a wheel, turning one cycle after another.

Sitting in the hall, Li Xiaoyao stared blankly at the incense burner in front of him. The Zen incense was lit in it, and half of it had been burned. The whole hall was filled with the fragrance of Zen, which made people feel peaceful.

But Li Xiaoyao was very irritable, Fa Hai finally saw through his little trick, and said that he could let Bai Suzhen go temporarily, but in exchange, Li Xiaoyao would go back to Jinshan Temple with him.

Li Xiaoyao aspired to become a generation of heroes since he was a child. His righteousness is so great, and when he saw Fa Hai let go, he naturally agreed, and then Fa Hai took him to Jinshan Temple. He stayed there for three days.

During these three days, Fa Hai would tell Li Xiaoyao every day that he admired his innocence and was willing to accept Li Xiaoyao as his apprentice, hoping that he would agree.

Li Xiaoyao directly refused after hearing this. This is simply a joke. His first goal in life is to be a hero, and his second goal is to be like those landlords in the city, marry more wives, and have more children in the future. How could a fat and chubby boy agree to Fahai to be a monk.

Fa Hai was not angry when he was rejected, he just came to persuade him every day, and read a few scriptures from time to time, anyway, Li Xiaoyao didn't understand, and he didn't bother to listen, so he just lay in front of the big Buddha statue in the hall all day long , crossed his legs, hummed a song, and sometimes sang a few lines. The lyrics were so rude that it was simply unsightly. Hearing these few days, some monks in the temple could no longer recite sutras with peace of mind, especially some young novice monks. Unsteady, everyone's eyes looked at Li Xiaoyao from time to time, with a bit of anticipation...

Fa Hai saw it, and suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart. If possible, he really wanted to slap this kid to death.

Li Xiaoyao saw the situation in the temple in his eyes, and he was very proud. He was helping the great monk Fa Hai to identify which monks in the temple were the real monks with pure six senses. As for the monks who were attracted by his singing, That must be the impurity of the six sense organs, it is better to return to vulgarity early...

At this time, a fat and white member walked into the hall with a happy face. He walked up to Fa Hai with a respectful expression: "Zhan Master Fa Hai, thank you for your help a few days ago. I hope you don't feel disgusted."

After the fat white man finished speaking, he took out a stack of thick bank notes from his pocket and put them into the merit box in front of the main hall.

Anyone who comes to Jinshan Temple knows that these vulgar objects of gratitude can be thrown directly into the merit box.

"Amitabha, it's just a little effort. The donor has a heart. The poor monk thanked the donor on behalf of the Jinshan Temple."

The member said a thousand words, and thanked a few more words before turning and leaving, while Li Xiaoyao looked at the merit box with straight eyes.

This hero can't live without these vulgar things. It's said in the book that a penny is hard for a hero. If he wants to travel in the world in the future, these vulgar things must be necessary.

Li Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, looked at Fa Hai and said, "Master Fa Hai, I remember you said before that if I enter your Jinshan Temple, if I am not satisfied in the future, I can return to vulgarity at any time. Is it true?"

Fahai looked at Li Xiaoyao suspiciously, but nodded again: "Amitabha, this is indeed what the poor monk said..."

Li Xiaoyao's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'm suddenly interested in your Jinshan Temple, so I'll join you for now."

This sudden change made Fa Hai stunned for a long time, but finally he smiled, no matter if it was true or not, since he agreed and was willing to try, it was a good start.

Naturally, Fa Hai would not refuse, so he accepted Li Xiaoyao straight away, and at the same time completed some simple initiation ceremonies, such as shaving Li Xiaoyao...

"Amitabha, the poor monk Fazhi, pay homage to the Zen master." Li Xiaoyao, with a big bald head and a solemn face, bowed to Fahai with his hands folded.

Seeing Li Xiaoyao's earnest expression, Fa Hai opened his mouth, but he still didn't get used to it. Li Xiaoyao got it himself. He originally wanted to be called a sword idiot. Walking the world with a sword was his lifelong dream. However, this title seemed incompatible with the monastics, so in the end they changed their name to Fa Chi, directly becoming the same generation as Fa Hai...

Fa Hai nodded dully, this new apprentice changed too fast, and he was still very out of tune, but he really admired Li Xiaoyao, and sincerely hoped that he could stay in Jinshan Temple, so he was willing to accept many things and tolerate.

"Amitabha, Zen master, this merit box is a vulgar thing. The poor monk sees that it seems to be overflowing, and he is afraid that the brothers and sisters in the temple will be contaminated with these vulgar things, so let the poor monk handle it."

After Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, he turned around and ran away holding the merit box without waiting for Fa Hai to answer...

Fa Hai stared blankly, suddenly seemed to understand something...

In the city of Suzhou and Hangzhou, Li Xiaoyao, who had changed his clothes and wore a bamboo hat, rushed to his Yunlai inn. He lived with his aunt since he was a child. The business of the inn has not been very good in recent years, and he has always thought about going out to subsidize his family.

This time the harvest was not bad. Li Xiaoyao touched his swollen chest and smiled triumphantly. In the future, he would go to Jinshan Temple if he had no money. Anyway, those monks didn’t like these vulgar things, so he reluctantly served them for them. .

"Brother Li is back, hurry up and have a look, your aunt is sick." A middle-aged woman who came out of Yunlai Inn saw Li Xiaoyao's familiar face and said anxiously .

Hearing that his aunt fell ill, Li Xiaoyao was also shocked and rushed in.

"Auntie, are you okay!" Li Xiaoyao half-kneeled in front of the bed, looking at his pale aunt with a worried look on his face.

When the aunt lying on the bed saw Li Xiaoyao, she forced a smile: "Xiaoyao, I'm fine, don't worry, it's just that people are old, life is their fate..."

Li Xiaoyao still looked anxious, he pulled off the bamboo hat and said: "Auntie, just wait, I just worshiped a powerful monk as my teacher, I will call him to save you."

In the room, under the fairly bright light, Li Xiaoyao's bright bald head was extremely conspicuous.

The aunt lying on the bed changed her expression greatly after seeing this bright bald head. Her Li family had only one descendant left, and she was counting on him to carry on the family line. In addition, after hearing what Li Xiaoyao said earlier, it seemed that she had worshiped a monk as her teacher. Doesn't that mean that the only descendant of his Li family has become a monk?
Thinking of this, my aunt was so anxious that she couldn't bear it anymore, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Li Xiaoyao touched his big bald head dumbfounded, but didn't realize what was going on...

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