I am supervising my junior brother to do morning classes.

Because Xiaoyaozi did not restrain his breath at all, when he approached the temple, Zhiju had already noticed his arrival.

Close the scriptures in his hand, and Yuewu stood up from the cushion: "Xiaoyaozi is here, let's go out."

Monks like them put everything in storage rings, so there was nothing to clean up. Yu Wu pushed open the door of the room and walked out of the temple.

Le Nian scratched his head and felt that his senior brother really had no temper.

Alas, Xiaoyaozi is so provoking Buddhism, he should have waited for a while longer.

But after following Yu Jue, Le Nian slowly figured it out - he deliberately left the other party, Xiaoyaozi didn't suffer any losses, but it seemed that they had no temperament.

Xiaoyaozi waited at the temple gate for a while.

The two little novice monks who came out to clean the steps glanced at him from time to time, but he didn't care.

Soon, the realization of wearing white monk's robe appeared in Xiaoyaozi's sight.

As crazy as Xiaoyaozi, he also admired the Buddhist son's demeanor.

"Please, please, let's go to Pingcheng immediately." Xiaoyaozi raised his hand.

He clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, please wait for Senior Xiaoyaozi."

wait?

Who are you waiting for? Could it be that witch of Hehuan Sect?

Xiaoyaozi narrowed his eyes slightly.

To be honest, he heard some rumors-

For example, the inner sect of Hehuan Sect was started in advance, and some disciples took over the task of guiding Buddhist sons.

Could it be Luo Hengyu and Bai Wu?

This Buddhist son was born after searching for Wuding Sect for thousands of years.

If he was really moved by the witch's guide and eventually lost the Buddhist path, then the Buddhist sect would make a big joke.

However, it is possible to set up an inner sect mission to guide the other three Buddhist children, and it should be impossible to guide the Buddhist children to understand. If this Buddhist son really loses the Buddhist path, the Hehuan Sect will definitely not be able to get anything good, and will be criticized by the entire cultivation world.

For a moment, Xiaoyaozi was a little surprised and confused.

Without waiting for a long time, Heng Yu rushed to the temple with his sword.

Today she rarely changed into a red long skirt, wearing a black cloak outside, and looked calm as if she was about to go out for a trip.

"All people are here, then let's go."

After Xiaoyaozi finished speaking, he swung the whisk and the whisk became much larger in size and floated in the air as a flying magic weapon.

Knowing that he was about to use his means, Heng Yu summoned the flying carpet first: "Let's sit here."

The distance of hundreds of miles is a bit slower with the flying carpet, but for the monks, they can successfully arrive in Gancheng in half a day.

So instead of being so tired of flying with swords, it is better to lie on the flying carpet and rush on the road comfortably.

After the three of them got on the flying carpet, Heng Yu took out the dried fruit from the storage ring and took out several exquisite pastries.

She even took out the magic aoi seeds and half leaned on the pillow and started knocking.

In contrast, Xiaoyaozi, who was stepping on the whisk, was completely lonely.

Xiaoyaozi: "..."

He directly accelerated and flew forward with his sword, making him feel unhappy.

Seeing Xiaoyaozi leaving, Heng Yu sat up straight: "I can't hold back so quickly."

Yu Wu lowered his head and leaned against the nuts. He pursed his lips when he heard this: Lord Luo was really a little bit cramped.

-

Pingcheng is rainy all year round, and the weather in this place is always a bit gray.

I don’t know if it is because the sun is rarely seen, or because it is really hard to live here, and the people of Pingcheng rarely see laughter on their faces.

Their group had just come from Huacheng and felt even deeper.

After entering Huacheng, Xiaoyaozi took them directly to a restaurant.

Seeing his familiar appearance, Heng Yu sent a message to Wu: "Xiaoyaozi seems to be here prepared."

After realizing it, he replied: "If he had not come prepared, he might not have dared to rush to make a bet."

Heng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you afraid of losing the bet?"

"I don't care about the bet." After a pause, I realized that, "But I will do my best to live up to the efforts of the Luozhu in it."

She is not a Buddhist, and she has devoted so much time and energy to it. He is still saying that he doesn't care about winning or losing or betting, which is a bit too disappointing the other party's good intentions.

Why.

Heng Yu sighed lightly.

This monk is not the kind of eloquent person, but he can say every word to her.

The group walked through the market. Heng Yu suddenly approached Yu, lowered his voice and said in his ear: "Senior Brother Yu, has anyone praised you for being cute?"

He realized his hands folded together: "Amitabha, I don't understand the meaning of Luozhu."

"It means literally." Heng Yu smiled, "If no one has praised you, then I will acknowledge that you are only cute in front of me."

When Heng Yu approached to enlightenment, he followed the thoughts honestly and raised his mind, afraid that she would do something.

He walked closer quietly and happened to hear Heng Yu say this to his senior brother, and almost tripped his left foot and fell to the sky with his right foot.

This witch!!!

Jiuyu blinked, and a blank look flashed across his face.

The next moment, he understood what she meant, but—

He said: "I still don't know."

He just expressed his thoughts, and what was the connection with "cute"?

I realized that I have always been a boring person.

If you say it is cute, the woman who smiles in front of you and the younger brother who is not well-versed behind you seem to be more suitable for this word.

Heng Yu blinked and smiled meaningfully: "It's okay, I know."

Cuteness is not something that is for yourself, but for others to see.

Enlightenment: "…"

He fiddled with the rosary and did not respond to her words.

Xiaoyaozi led the way ahead. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the group finally arrived at Leju Tower, the largest restaurant in Pingcheng.

Next to Leju Tower, four young men in Taoist robes stood, all of whom were in the foundation-building stage.

When they saw Xiaoyaozi, they hurriedly bowed to him with their fists: "Master."

When Heng Yu heard this title, he knew their identities.

——They must be all Xiaoyaozi’s disciples.

I thought Xiaoyaozi was going to fight alone, but I didn't expect that he had arranged a helper early.

Xiaoyaozi nodded to these four disciples.

He turned around and looked at enlightenment, and said with a false smile: "The Buddha's son has a helper, so I also asked the disciples from the sect to come and help preach. There should be no problem."

Zhigui nodded and said nothing.

Heng Yu smiled, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "Senior Xiaoyaozi, please take care of yourself."

The other party's helpers were standing in front of them. At this time, they said "there is something wrong", which made them look less arrogant.

Among the four disciples, the disciples in the lead are handsome, have a cold and hard temperament, and have the cultivation level of the late stage of foundation building.

He heard Heng Yu say something, his lips tightly pursed, and his face looks a little bad: "This is fellow Taoist Luo of Hehuan Sect."

"Are you?" Heng Yu looked over with a light look.

"I hope Fellow Daoist will remember it next week."

Heng Yu nodded: "Is that so? I never remember the name of the unknown."

She didn't know where this person's hostility came from.

But it is impossible for her to care about the hostility in the later stage of foundation building.

Zhou Chuang's expression became worse and worse: "I heard from my master that my junior brother was in the hands of fellow Taoist Luo. Although he went astray, I had a good relationship with him, so I must not refuse to avenge this revenge."

Heng Yu said: "Just relying on your cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building, you dare to say in front of me that you must not be revenged?"

After saying that, Heng Yu pulled out his sword casually.

The long sword slashed towards Zhou Chuang's face with lightning speed.
To be continued...