Taiping Inn

Beimang County.

After Li Xuandu met Su Yunxian, because the night was already dark, he stayed in Guanque Inn for a whole night. The next morning, Su Yunxian had already left, but Su Yunjiao stayed and saw Li Xuan sitting there. In the lobby, he sat opposite him without hesitation.

The martial artist is different from the alchemist. Compared with the martial artist, the alchemist is weaker and prone to impurities. Therefore, the alchemist needs to practice the way of fasting. In addition, the alchemist's way of refining qi is to directly draw spiritual energy from the world and turn it into its own qi mechanism. Therefore, alchemists use the behavior of eating wind and drinking dew to ensure their physical integrity. The martial artist is not the case. After the great success, the martial artist will have no physical strength and will not directly breathe the energy of heaven and earth into his own use, but will refine essence into qi, that is, refining the essence and blood in the body into qi. This is practicing martial arts. Therefore, even if the martial artist reaches the state of fasting, he will occasionally eat to supplement the blood and energy in his body. Moreover, the higher the martial artist's realm, the more thorough the food he digests. When he reaches the innate realm of Li Xuandu, he can no longer be excreted, just like a There is only Pixiu, only entering and not leaving.

Now Li Xuandu eats about once every three days, but if he is seriously injured and has a huge loss of blood and energy, he will only be able to recover from his injuries by eating a lot and sleeping. What's more, there was once a great martial saint. There are nine meals a day, and three meals are eaten. Eating a day can be worth one year. Of course, top alchemists are not inferior to each other. In order to quickly restore the qi in the body, some alchemists in the Longevity Realm directly absorbed a green mountain into a deserted mountain.

Li Xuan, who was drinking porridge, looked at Su Yunjiao and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"

Su Yunjiao, wearing a black veil hat, said, "My sister asked me to follow you."

Li Xuan nodded, and without even asking the reason, he said to the guy next to him: "Another bowl of porridge and a basket of buns."

Su Yunjiao frowned, looked at the bucket of buns in front of Li Xuandu, and said, "I'm not you. I can't eat that much. I'll just eat a little bit."

Li Xuandu smiled and said, "You are a martial arts practitioner. You can eat a lady with a small stutter. Not to mention a basket of buns or a basket of buns, you can eat them."

Su Yunjiao, who was exposed, suddenly broke the jar and gave up. After the guy brought the porridge and buns, he simply took off the hat on his head, and didn't care about the style of a lady and fairy. He sipped on one bun at a time, and was even more awesome than a hero. .

Just as the two of them were eating buns, two monks came to beg for alms from the store.

This Guanque Inn can be opened for hundreds of years, so the store is naturally a virtuous person. I immediately asked the guy to wrap a few white flour buns for the monk with oil paper. After the monk put his hands together and thanked him, he took the steamed buns.

Then the monk turned around and left the inn.

Li Xuandu looked at the monk's back and said, "It seems that your sister is right. The monks of Vajra Sect have arrived."

"Will my sister still lie to you?" Su Yunxian and Yourong Yan said, "She said Master Wuzhen would come, and Master Wuzhen would definitely come."

"Yes." Li Xuandu smiled and said, "Fairy Su Da will not lie, but Fairy Su Xiao will lie."

Su Yunjiao slapped the table and said with a stern look, "Don't think you are a Zifu Sword Immortal. I'm afraid of you. It's said that a hairless phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. A tiger is bullied by a dog in the sun. I'm not afraid of you either. To be honest, , What did you mean just now? ”

Li Xuandu joked, "I am a hairless phoenix, a sick cat, then what are you, a chicken? Or a dog?"

Su Yunjiao realized that she had a mistake in her tongue and was immediately angry. After leaving a word "ignoring you", she wanted to get up and leave.

Li Xuandu also stood up, "Your sister asked you to follow me, where are you going now?"

"You have to care?!" Su Yunjiao walked out of the inn gate in anger, but stopped before he walked far.

Li Xuandu followed her and stopped and followed her gaze. He saw an old beggar in a ragged dress in the corner. He was dying at this time. The monk who had begged for alms before came to the monk. In front of him, he put the steamed buns he had just obtained from begging for alms into a broken bowl in front of the beggar.

The clean and white steamed buns are clearly matched with the dirty black bowl.

Li Xuandu whispered: "That beggar is about to die, his life is over, hopeless."

As expected, the beggar barely opened his eyes. After seeing the snow-white steamed bun, he wanted to reach out to get it, but as soon as he lifted his hand, he fell down again.

The monk showed sadness on his face, put down the steamed buns in his hands, clasped his hands together and recited the scriptures to save the dead.

At this time, the people who came and went to see the changes here and gradually gathered together. Seeing the monk chanting scriptures for the deceased to save the dead, most of them remain silent. Some people occasionally said that the monk was kind-hearted and said that the beggar was pitiful.

The monk squatted down, stood in front of his chest with one hand, and held the palm of the dead beggar with the other hand, and continued to recite the scriptures.

But at this moment, a scholar jumped out and pointed at the monk and said, "Stop!"

Everyone, including Su Yunjiao and Li Xuan, looked at this scholar.

The monk also stopped reciting scriptures and salvation, put eleven rituals at the scholar, and asked, "I wonder what this donor has to teach you?"

When the scholar saw everyone looking at him, he looked gloomy and said, "Monk, do you know that this old man believed in Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism in his lifetime? Or did he believe in Qingyang Buddhism? If you don't know what religion he believes in, you will be rash. He was extremely disrespectful to the old man to use Buddhist etiquette to save him."

The monk was stunned.

The scholar saw that the monk was speechless, and he became more confident. He continued, "Besides, whether the old man died of illness or murder, the detectives from the yamen have not arrived yet, and you come here to pray for the soul, which destroys the crime scene. If the old beggar was killed by someone else, you are hindering the yamen from solving the case!"

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed his head, silent.

The scholar suddenly felt that he had grasped a huge handle, pointing at the monk and said, "There is a third point. According to my observation, most monks have square heads and big ears, and look blessed, but you are a thin monk. It is hard to say whether you are a real monk or a fake monk. It is very suspicious!"

The monk still did not speak, did not defend himself at all, but just sighed.

The scholar was already in a state of excitement after his grand speech. He felt like a saint reborn, holding righteousness in his hands and speaking the law of heaven. He took three heavy steps forward, and felt that the passion and righteousness in his chest were about to soar into the sky. He raised his arm and pointed at the monk who had been silent all the time, and said sternly: "Speak! Do you want to use this to gain fame? You are a person who eats steamed buns dipped in human blood. Isn't it a great deception to try to gain a good reputation by doing this?"

The monk was not angry, but only compassionate.

"Shameless! Shameless!" Su Yunjiao, who was watching from the sidelines, was about to explode with anger at this scholar, "How can there be such a shameless person in this world?"

Li Xuandu said succinctly: "There are always some people in the world who think that everyone else is drunk and they are the only one awake, and they have to do some sensational activities to attract attention."

Su Yunjiao said coldly: "Such people don't do it themselves, but they still point fingers at those who are willing to do it. They might as well not be human beings."

Li Xuandu sighed: "Only sending the dead is a big deal. At this time, whether it is a Taoist priest who comes forward to recite a passage from the "Ascension Sutra", or a monk who comes forward to recite a passage from the "Rebirth Sutra", or an ordinary person who says "Rest in peace", even if it is a member of the Qingyang Sect, there is no difference, it is just a thought of kindness and a thought of benevolence, which will not vary from person to person."

"Life is a lifetime, It is impossible to be rational in everything. There will always be times when emotions come into play. Now is the time when emotions come into play, but someone jumps out and insists on saying one, two, three, and four. What is the reason? "

"In other words, when the old man passed away, the monk just wanted him to have a good journey, so he held his hand and chanted for him. What was the scholar thinking? He watched thoughtfully, and then used his own judgment to speculate on the monk's motives with malice?"

When Li Xuandu's voice fell, Fairy Su had come behind the scholar and kicked him hard on the butt, making him fall flat on his face. Then she used the scabbard to knock him out directly: "Get out!"

Although Su Yunjiao was domineering, that was only for enemies, such as this scholar. For such virtuous people, such as this monk, she was extremely respectful.

She solemnly clasped her hands and clasped her fists towards the monk.

The monk clasped his hands together in return.

Su Yunjiao turned and left, and Li Xuandu followed, praising her sincerely: "Fairy Su really has the demeanor of a female hero."