Chapter 258 Farewell
By using Bodhi to destroy the Tao again, Meng Yuan felt more and more weak in energy.
If it weren't for the multiple times of essence and fire quenching, Meng Yuan would have been unable to withstand it. If it were ordinary people, they had long been retaliated against by the intention of destroying the Tao and lost their minds.
Meng Yuan took a breath, burned off the skinny monk's body, and then moved forward again.
Since the killing of today, there were first the sixth-grade white ape, then the thin monk just now, and several seventh-grade ones, the essence fire was cultivated very quickly, and now it has been perfect.
Meng Yuan became more confident, and the flow of things was activated, and soon came to Chongxu Temple.
After entering the observation gate, I came to the hall and heard someone talking.
"My friend can write poems when he sees mountains and rivers. However, he can see the miserable situation of Qingshui Town, but his mind is empty and there is no sentence. People with hills and valleys in their hearts will feel something when they hear about life and death. My ancestors said that the article hates life and life. My friend suffered difficulties. The two elders of the Poetry Society are missing. Logically, my friend must have sad lyrics. Unfortunately... I am so stupid. My friend is not not sad or sad, but his belly is empty and his chest is not invisible."
The voice of the man in the hall is gentle, like a humble gentleman, but what he says is not very listenable.
"Don't underestimate people. I have ink in my stomach! My godmother said I was a seed of study, the little craftsman said I was the material for poetry immortals, and the third grandma also praised me for my talent!" Xiangling refuted.
"Then please ask me to recite a poem and listen carefully." The man said with a smile.
Xiangling sighed, "I don't have any thoughts."
"It's still empty." The man sarcastically.
Xiangling no longer refutes.
Meng Yuan walked into the hall and saw that there were four people sitting cross-legged. It was Zhao Jingsheng, Yuan Jingfeng, and two young men in Taoist robes.
There was a middle-aged man in black robe standing in the hall, holding a whisk in one hand and a stone in the other hand, throwing and catching.
Meng Yuan could see clearly that the stone was given to Xiangling by himself, with the name of her and her godmother on it.
Xiangling stood on Zhao Jingsheng's head, and was already sick. When she saw Meng Yuan coming, she was so happy that she jumped down quickly, carefully bypassed the middle-aged man, and then followed Meng Yuan's clothes and jumped on Meng Yuan's shoulders.
"Little wise man!" Xiangling was so happy that she quickly pointed to the middle-aged man in black robe and said, "This is very bad. He has arrested all the younger brothers of godmother and good-looking!"
Meng Yuan looked at the middle-aged man in black robe and then at Zhao Jingsheng.
Zhao Jingsheng looked ashamed and didn't dare to look at Meng Yuan.
"I just said that except for the senior brother, we will be more unpromising than the other one!" Yuan Jingfeng was not panicked, "Brother Meng, this guy is not here to kill us, you don't have to worry about it."
"The eldest brother uses his sword to sway the demon, swinging around, and they have swung our hometown!" said another young man.
Zhao Jingsheng was angry and scolded, "Jingchen! If you hadn't been doing your job properly all day, why would this be?"
"Blame me?" The young man snorted twice, obviously he was a good mess.
When Meng Yuan saw Zhao Jingsheng and others rebelling, he ignored it and looked at the middle-aged man in black robe.
"I bowed my head." The middle-aged man bowed slightly, very humble, "Dare you ask me about my friend's name?"
"Meng Feiyuan." Meng Yuan replied, "I dare to ask the boss."
"The snow has a lot of ancient meaning, and it is a bit clear." The middle-aged man in black robe smiled humbly and looked at the wind and snow dancing outside.
"It turns out that you are the Lord Cangshan. It's better to see it at once than to hear it." Meng Yuan was much more serious and thought that he was really shallow and he was squeezed together.
"I don't expect that my friend knows the name of the savage in the mountains." Cangshan Jun was very kind and said, "I heard from fellow Peacock Taoist saying that my friend has inherited the Taoist Taoist saying that he has practiced both Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and is a talent. When I see him today, he is indeed extraordinary."
Cangshan Jun hugged the whisk and asked, "My fellow Taoist Zhun under the Western Buddha's seat has arrived in person. I wonder if he would persuade fellow Taoist Ying to travel west?"
"Miss Ying San is unwilling to go." Meng Yuan said.
Cangshan Jun nodded and said, "Yingshi would not go to the Buddha's Kingdom. Yingshi doesn't look down on people who talk about emptiness all day long. The Buddha Freedom did this."
"This Buddhist Kingdom also has the power of a gentleman." Meng Yuan means the Buddha Kingdom of Green Photon.
Cangshan Jun shook his head and said, "I am forced to do nothing. Peacock Taoist and Mr. Xie came to me. Liannu Taoist frequently came to persuade me, and then came out to take a look. In fact, I didn't do much effort."
He pointed to Zhao Jingsheng and others, and then said, "I am idle and wild crane, and I have always ignored worldly affairs. This year I discussed the Tao with fellow Taoist Li Weizhen, and I finally broke my arm and escaped. I came here today just to discuss the Tao."
"So that's it." Meng Yuan stuffed Xiangling into his clothes and said, "It seems that sir has won today."
"Li Weizhen is not here, and she is not very interesting." Cangshan Jun said in a quiet voice, and said again, "You are here for Ying, right? I won't stop you."
"He really has no intention of harming others, he just came to humiliate us." Zhao Jingsheng also sighed and asked, "Is Uncle Master injured?" Meng Yuan nodded and said, "We want to protect the third lady and leave here."
"Give it." Zhao Jingsheng took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, "I don't want it to be given to my uncle at the time, my uncle doesn't want it..."
Meng Yuan stepped forward to take it.
"Meng Feiyuan, go with peace of mind!" The Taoist priest named Jingchen spoke and said carelessly: "If something happens to a uncle, my brothers and I will avenge you! Isn't it just a green photon! We even have the Western Buddhas clean up together!"
"Shut up!" Zhao Jingsheng couldn't stand it anymore, "It's okay to just blow it with the door closed. Now that the master is here, why are you blowing!"
The Jingchen indeed closed his mouth.
"My friend, come back quickly." Cangshanjun looked at Meng Yuan with a smile and threw the small stone back to Xiangling.
Xiangling caught it, but she had no burden, and she didn't have a small schoolbag, so she just got stuck in the crouching nest.
"The road to the world is far away, don't forget it." Cangshan Jun smiled at Xiangling.
Meng Yuan bowed to Cangshan Jun, saluted Zhao Jingsheng and others, and immediately turned back.
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After leaving Chongxu Temple, the wind and snow have not stopped.
The light of everything was activated, and Meng Yuan did not dare to stop for a moment and soon came to the city gate.
Dugu Ying sat at the gate of the city, Hu Qian hugged Ying Rushi, and Nie Yannian and others disappeared.
Xunmei was covered in blood, holding a sword, and stood in front of the city gate.
The other party was a masked man in black, very tall, and he was pressing a knife in his hand.
"If you go further, let you know the sharp edge of my Confucian sword!" Xunmei was panting and her hair was distracted.
"How can a Confucian sword and pen be a martial artist?" The man in black had no blood on his body, and he was very calm. He didn't look at Xunmei, but just stared at Ying Rushi behind Xunmei.
"The Confucian sword and pen cannot kill you, and I will die with you!" Xunmei took a step forward, and the sword in her hand emitted a faint green light.
Just as he was about to fight his best, Xunmei felt someone pressing on his shoulder.
"I'll do it." Meng Yuan said.
"He is a sixth-rank warrior, I'll stop him!" Xunmei said happily when she saw Meng Yuan coming back, "You take the lady away, she said you will be of great use in the future!"
"Thank you for bringing me out of Muzhuang." Meng Yuan held down the knife and said, "Now, it is my greatest use."
Looking for plum blossoms without saying anything.
"Where is Master Nie and the others?" Meng Yuan asked.
"Jianzhu and Uncle Nie have not come out of the city in order to stop the enemy." Xunmei said sadly.
"You send the third lady away." Meng Yuan pulled out his knife and looked at the man in black in the city gate.
Xunmei didn't say much anymore and slowly stepped back.
Xiangling came out of Meng Yuan's clothes, clamped her arms, held the small wooden box, and followed Xunmei.
"Grandma Third, Grandma Fluorescent..." Xiangling stared at Meng Yuan with her big eyes.
"You go with the third grandma." Meng Yuan said.
"Where are you going?" Xiangling asked blankly.
"Shenjing." Meng Yuan said.
Xiangling was stunned and couldn't speak.
Meng Yuan simply turned around and smiled and said, "Didn't you always want to be a poet? Shenjing has the most scholars and many poets. If you go to Shenjing, you will definitely become a poet."
Xiangling nodded in confusion, turned around and ran towards Yingrushi, but after running two steps, he stopped again, turned around and looked up at Meng Yuan, and said, "Little craftsman, if he could be a poet, it would be great. My godmother would be happy for me when she knew it. But if you didn't sing with me, then being a poet would be meaningless!"
(This chapter ends)