Big dreamer

The three of them walked across a cliff and saw several strange-looking demon monks competing with each other in spells, as if they were competing to see whose transformation spell was stronger.

While passing by a pavilion, they encountered two people competing with each other using talisman skills. Although the fight was very fierce, they both had smiles on their faces, obviously enjoying themselves.

"Is this how your sect practices daily practice?" Fu Donglai couldn't help but ask.

"That's not true. On weekdays, elders will teach their disciples and guide their practice. Occasionally, an ancestor will come out to give lectures, and everyone will gather together to discuss the Tao and listen to the Dharma. Only in their spare time will they talk to their fellow disciples. The brothers competed with each other in spells, and everyone was in tune with each other, so it was very helpful to practice." Xiao Daotong explained.

When Fudong came to listen to it, he felt a thousand emotions in his heart. .

When we were at Shituoling, even if we competed with fellow disciples, it was often a scene of fighting with life without hesitation. How could there be such a harmonious atmosphere in Fangcun Mountain?

Shen Luo saw this and found it quite interesting, and thought to himself: "Only such an eclectic sect can teach a disciple as charming as Sun Wukong..."

The group of people walked forward briskly, and when they reached some forks in the road, Shen Luo was able to find the right direction by relying on his memory. This made the Taoist boy responsible for guiding the way a little surprised, mistakenly thinking that Shen Luo had been to Fangcun Mountain before.

When he asked, Shen Luo just smiled and denied without explaining more.

Soon, the three of them trekked all the way to the top of a mountain peak.

There is sparse vegetation on the top of the mountain, and there is a naturally formed open area on which a simple thatched house was built.

There are only three adjacent houses in the thatched house. In front of it is a small courtyard surrounded by fences. In the middle, a wooden gatehouse as tall as one person is built. A wooden plaque hangs horizontally on it, with the three characters "Fangcun Ju" engraved on it.

In Shen Luo's memory, he vaguely remembered that he had been here before, but he had not seen any thatched houses at that time. He thought that by then, most of them had been destroyed and no longer existed.

The little Taoist boy led Shen Luo and the two into the small courtyard. They saw a small vegetable garden on the left side of the courtyard, and a pair of stone tables and benches on the right side. It looked very simple and plain, almost the same as a farmhouse in the market.

"Ancestor has an order to let the benefactor Shen come into the house to talk. I would also like to trouble the benefactor to drink tea here and wait for a while." The little Taoist boy said as he waved his sleeves across the stone table.

A green light flashed across the table, and a set of exquisite purple pottery tea sets fell on the table.

Tea has been added to the teacup. The color is light green and clear, and it is filled with a delicate fragrance, which is refreshing.

"Thank you." Fu Donglai thanked him and sat down immediately.

Shen Luo said "Thank you" to the little Taoist boy, and then followed him towards the thatched hut in the middle.

When they came closer, the little Taoist boy pushed open the dark wooden door, said "please", and then stepped aside.

Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, then stepped in.

As soon as his feet crossed the threshold, his heart suddenly tightened and he immediately wanted to quit.

But before he could make any move, the void suddenly twisted inside the door where he had not noticed anything strange before, and a strong pulling force directly pulled him, staggering, and he fell towards the door. .

This twisting force was so powerful that even though Shen Luo was already a True Immortal Stage cultivator, he couldn't stop his forward thrust and was about to stumble and fall.

He only felt that his eyes went dark at first, and then lit up instantly.

Before Shen Luo could react, his arm was supported by a thin hand.

"Be careful, don't step on my Purple Begonia." A rather old voice also rang at the same time.

"Junior Shen Luo, I have met Patriarch Bodhi." After Shen Luo stood upright, he immediately cupped his fists and saluted.

"No need to be polite..." His thin palms pressed down on his hands that were clasped in front of his chest, and he said with a smile.

Shen Luo put down his hands and then raised his eyes to look at the old man and a flowerbed with a radius of several tens of feet behind him.

The old man has a pale face, slender eyebrows, two slightly furrowed eyebrows, and three long beards. He is dressed in a green robe with a golden ribbon tied around his waist. His two large sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. He looks both... It's a bit like a fairy coming out of the world, but also a bit like fireworks in the world.

The only thing that doesn't exist is the inscrutability that many monks pretend to have.

"It's strange, how come the causal lines on your body are so messed up?" The old man held two hands with dirt on them, frowning and looking at Shen Luo, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he was asking, but also as if he was talking to himself. road.

Shen Luo looked at him like this, as if he had understood all the secrets at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart.

"Don't be nervous. When I first met you, I felt that there was some strange destiny, but I couldn't see it clearly for a while, so I invited you to come here so that we can make some deductions about fate." Seeing this, Patriarch Bodhi smiled. said.

"It turns out that the boy in the city at the foot of the mountain was indeed arranged by the ancestor." Shen Luo said, knowing it in his heart.

"What arrangement, it was the result of a ray of my soul. I didn't expect that you would completely rely on that sketch and come to Fangcun Mountain like me." Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile.

After that, he led Shen Luo and walked along the field ridge beside the flower garden to a bamboo hut outside the field.

Shen Luo looked along the way and saw countless strange flowers and plants all around, each with strange phenomena. One of the clusters of red flowers was still burning with flames, but there was no trace of ashes.

Immediately next to it is a cold grass covered with ice crystals. It is a mystery that the two are so close, yet they do not affect each other.

However, what surprised Shen Luo the most was that among these flowers and plants, which did not look like ordinary things at first sight, there were actually a few ordinary peonies, roses and other flower seedlings mixed in. Although each of them did not have the aura of fairy spirit, they were still blooming. of enthusiasm and prosperity.

It seems that for Patriarch Bodhi, no matter whether he is an immortal or an ordinary person, he can only be happy with his heart.

The two came to the Bamboo House and sat across from each other in front of a bamboo table, also placing a pot of tea.

"Looking at the strong pure Yang Qi in your body, and the equally arrogant Chiyou Demonic Qi, the balance is maintained well. There must be some secret method, right?" Ancestor Bodhi looked at Shen Luo and asked.

Shen Luo just nodded without explaining in detail.

"No matter what method is used, it seems that it is not a long-term solution. The Xuanyang co-refining method cannot be abused, otherwise it will only cause irreversible disasters." Patriarch Bodhi reminded.

Hearing this, Shen Luo was shocked.

It is usually impossible to see through my secret technique of Xuanyang Demon Transformation without using it, and every time I use it, there is also a big price, that is, it will damage the Yang and transform into Yin, causing the Demonic Qi to further infect, until the Demonic Qi If he takes the dominant position, his body will become completely demonic.

According to Shen Luo's own guess, when that time comes, he himself will become Chi You's demon soul clone.

And this process, as Patriarch Bodhi said, is indeed irreversible.