The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

There are no clouds, the blazing sun is shining directly on the mountains and the earth, and the places that are not covered by the roast are hazy and distorted, and many places are flying brightly, turning into fog and covering the circle.

"The rainy season is here again ..." Yuan Wen hid in the shade and squinted to look outside the village.

Although he was born here for more than 20 years, he still did not like the rainy season in the southern desert, and always encountered showers. Even if it was sunny, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of water. Is uncomfortable.

"Listening to Yuanyang said that this is not the case in the north ..." He was fascinated and admired his younger sister. Not only did he eat the weeds, his terrible birthmark was removed, his figure became slender, but he was also full of courage to go north alone. Taking risks and seeing many strange things, every time, the young people in the tribe are always envious! ◎ ⌒wan ◎ ⌒shu ◎ ⌒ba, ≯ansh ■ uba.

As soon as he thought of his own girl, he saw Yuan Yang returning from the barren mountains, breathing heavily, trying his best to reconcile, and his white skin was covered with sweat. Apparently, he just finished a hard cultivation.

"Amei, you are the most powerful among the young people of several tribes nearby. Why are you working so hard?" Yuan Wen did not step out of the shade and said casually.

He hated cultivating exercises in the rainy season the most. He sweated a little with sweat and his clothes were soaked.

Yuan Yang smiled: "Brother, the road to martial arts is like sailing against the water. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

Reincarnation is overwhelming, and danger is closely followed. How dare you relax, even if you have all seven know-how, the inner world is beginning to form, and there is still a huge gap between those who are really good at knowing how to open.

Yuanwen heard a moment of irritability. After returning from her travels in the north, her sister-in-law talked differently from other women in the tribe, attracting praise from many elders, making her increasingly useless.

Yuan Yang experienced a lot of travels from south to north. I can probably see the mentality of Brother A. He didn't say much and went back to his earthen house. I plan to clean it and change clothes.

After seeing more, she was not very concerned about the things in the village, and felt that most of them were trivial matters, and she could not afford to waste her time.

Opening the thick wooden door and sweeping at will, her eyes narrowed suddenly, and she saw a white man sitting beside the hanging pot of the fire pond. Zhengyou was swimming with roasted sweet potatoes and the fragrance was overflowing.

"Gong. Gongzi ..." She became excited and covered her mouth immediately, fearing to attract the attention of others, but the people she visited seemed to ignore and not hear.

Yuan Ying turned abruptly, closed the door, and waited for saluting in the past. Then she gave a low whisper, panicking, "My son. Wait a minute."

She walked around in a panic and muttered, "Oops, it's not cleaned, and I'm sweaty. How can I see the guests ..."

She is more outspoken than the Central Plains woman.

Meng Qi looked at it with a smile, without saying much, slowly peeling off the sweet potato skin. Taste it.

After a while, Yuan Yang cleaned up and came out of the bedroom. There are many small braids in her hair, and her eyes are bright.

"I came to ask you to ask about the situation in the south," Meng Qi said with a smile when the central bank finished the ceremony and sat on the other side of the fire pond.

Yuan Yang immediately smiled, and was happy that he could help his son: "The mountains in the south are called millions, and they are all poor mountains and rivers. There are many mists and poisonous insects, and there are countless monsters and beasts. The traffic is difficult. The news is blocked. There are many demons on the left. The nearby tribes surrendered to them, half were crushed and mutilated, and half depended on them to resist the invasion of the monsters and ensure the tribal heritage, with the exception of the most powerful ... "

She considered the tone and tried to use the more elegant words learned from the Jin Dynasty.

Meng Qi didn't interject, listened with peace of mind, and waited until Yuan Yang had come to an end, and then asked, "What about the blood cloak?"

Hearing the three words, Yuan Yang's face involuntarily expressed a bit of fear, as if he had been instilled in the terribleness of the other day and night.

She took two breaths and slowly said, "Bloodclothing is cruel and loves to practice human body. They are also cruel to themselves. Therefore, they have extreme temperament and love to kill. 80% of the things in the Nanhuang Tribe are exterminated."

"The demons on the left were unwilling to provoke them. When they hit one, they will definitely retaliate, but the news of Nanhuang is inconvenient, the beasts have no wisdom, and they don't dare to be too arrogant in front of the strong."

Otherwise, it really irritates the other side, catches it secretly, throws it to the wild beast, no matter how strong the blood cloak teaches, can you still find the Lord?

"The blood-clothing religion altar is deep in the southern wilderness, but many elder disciples like to go out and occupy the mountain, enslaving the tribe ..." Yuan Yang continued.

The main purpose of Meng Qi's visit to the Southern Wilderness is twofold. First, through various methods, find out the truth and truth of the strange teachings in the blood clothing. If death is encountered, anyway, how do I know how to deal with it? If you can directly cut off the penetration of Blood Sea Raksha into the world of gods and monsters through Du Huai's injury, that is the best!

So he asked, "Have you heard of Nanhuang's reincarnation?"

Yuan Yang's face suddenly changed, and it seemed to remind me of something embarrassing. It took me a long time to say, "I heard the elders mention that when I was a kid, there was a tribe near Changshe Mountain, calling it" eternal life ". Yes, when it is about to die, it will leave hints and tokens to let the tribe find his reincarnation, and every time he can find it, he has all the memory of the deceased, his personality, habits, and way of speaking are exactly the same, but it becomes child."

"Children of this tribe are born very difficult, unless one of them dies and becomes the reincarnation of the other."

This weird thing always made her have a similar nightmare as a child!

Sounds like a tribe of living Buddhas ... Meng Qi almost laughed.

He is no stranger to this situation and naturally he will not be afraid.

Yuan Yang knew that the son was very powerful and did not fear ghosts. He laughed at himself and continued: "But the immortal race has been destroyed."

"Destroyed?" Meng Qi was a little surprised at this, and vaguely guessed something.

Sure enough, Yuan Yang nodded and said, "Ten years ago, the leader of the Blood Clothing Church suddenly shot and destroyed them."

Meng Qi had eaten the sweet potatoes, put his right hand on the back of his left hand, tapped gently, and lost in thought.

"Blood Sea Luosha destroyed the immortal race with reincarnation ability", "Du Huai hurt is his reincarnation spirit child", these two things have nothing to do with it, Meng Qi is the first to believe!

"Can any of the immortal clan flee?" He asked.

Yuan Yang frowned, and then shook his head for a long time: "It is said that Xueyi Jiao was hunting for a while, but then there was no more."

"Um." Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully, asked where the Long Snake Mountain was located, patted his placket, and slowly got up.

Yuan Yang's eyes glowed: "My son, if you want to go to Changshe Mountain, I can show you the way."

"No, I want to find the Bloody Clothes to teach trouble in front of Changshe Mountain. Do you want to follow me to choose the Bloody Clothes to teach the altar?" Meng Qi chuckled with a smile.

He went into the southern desert all by himself. As long as he controlled the level well, he would not attract those at the top level of the Blood-clothing Education. He was not afraid of others at all, so he planned to come to the door and ask for advice!

Yuan Yang froze. She believed in the son, but her tribe was in the southern desert. After the son was successful, she patted her clothes and walked away, but she could not run the temple.

Munch laughed, and a step disappeared into the earthen house. (To be continued ...)

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