() A little fat man with braids that looked up to the sky was carefully using a tree to tease the forbidden soul Zhuo. When he saw Song Lian opening his eyes, he screamed in fright.

Song Lian was stunned instead, remembering the little fat man who was killed by mistake in his dream.

At this time, the timid fat man suddenly said: "You, are you a human or a ghost?".

Song Lian almost blurted out: You are the ghost, and your family is full of ghosts. For the sake of the little fat man, he grinned and deliberately stuck out his tongue.

Ah, ghost!

The little fat man dropped the tree and ran away, screaming all the way.

Old man Xing was busy in the cabin. He shuddered and immediately ordered his family to hide. He dropped what he was doing and rushed out in a few steps.

Song Lian smiled, got up and stretched.

Old Mr.

Seeing Old Man Xing's frightened expression, Song Lian recalled what he said last night: "He is a monk, should he stay or not?", he suddenly realized and said: "My benefactor, please get up. Boy, I am not a monk. I was chased by a monk and accidentally fell into the river."

"

Old Man Xing was hesitant, staring at the circle around Song Lian's neck, kneeling on the raft, not knowing what to do.

Song Lian understood and said: "Haha, my benefactor misunderstood, this is not a magic weapon." He touched his neck and saw there was a collar. When he pulled it, the original soul-forbidden ring appeared and turned into a red ring-shaped neck.

Song Lian was frightened and pulled out the forbidden soul circle. He held it in his hand and said: "This is my family's longevity lock. The fortune teller said it when I was born.

I have a lot of luck in my life, so my parents asked the immortal master to make this collar. My benefactor, hurry up and ask for it."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, he hurriedly called to Hu Ling: "Hu Ling'er, what happened to the forbidden soul? My brother wants to put it back on Cai Tianlun's neck in the future. It seems to be broken."

"I don't know. My brother said that the consciousness was broken, but nothing else was touched. There's nothing good to eat."

"It's strange." Song Lian was puzzled.

The composition of a magic weapon has three essential parts: materials, formations or prohibitions, and spiritual consciousness. The formations or prohibitions determine the function of the magic weapon, and the spiritual consciousness is the command system. Some functions are destroyed by soul fire.

, the spiritual consciousness was eliminated by the pot spirit again, and now the forbidden soul cannot process a bunch of materials.

Unable to understand the reason, Song Lian had no choice but to put it aside. When he saw the old man kneeling in front of him, he hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man up, then bowed his head and bowed. In any case, it is a man's nature to repay kindness and revenge.

"Brother, get up quickly. I'm sorry, old man. I'm sorry for letting you cool down all night."

"It's okay, haha, it's okay, boy, I'm in good health."

Later, the old man's worries disappeared, and he happily introduced his family, including his son, daughter-in-law, and two grandsons.

The little fat man hid behind his mother, stretched out his head and blinked, but did not dare to stand up. Instead, his sister was generous and kept staring at Song Lian.

After one party washed up, Song Lian was invited to the second deck, and a rich breakfast was placed on the table.

"Brother, you are really lucky. If you survive a catastrophe after falling from the Beast Chao Gorge, you will be lucky. The old man has been walking on this waterway for many years. The strange rocks under the Beast Chao Gorge are rugged. If he encounters them - nothing will happen to me.

He is a blessed person."

"It was a fluke. I was only focused on escaping at the time, but didn't think much about it." In order to avoid the old man's entanglement on why he jumped into the river, Song Lian changed the topic and said, "It turns out that my benefactor has been walking along the sand river all year round. I don't know how far away from the sand bank it is?"

"It's a day's journey. I want to go to the Shazhou Market?"

Song Lian quickly shook his head and said: "No, I'm a mortal. I heard that the sandbank is actually a monk market. Have you been to my benefactor?"

"Haha, since I'm walking along the Shahe River, I've definitely been there. If I go back to Moyang City, I have to transfer the boat at the sandbank. But this time, the old man is going to Xinyang City and can't go back."

It means to put down Song Lian when passing by the sandbank.

Song Lian's heart pounded. He couldn't go to the sandbank even if he killed him. The fairy bet with Dai Jifeng would expire in nine days. He had to avoid these nine days no matter what.

His mind turned around and he said: "Oh, what a coincidence. The boy was originally out of the city for a tour, but unexpectedly got involved in a fight among the monks. But he was in no hurry to return to Moyang City. If it was convenient for the benefactor, it would be better to send the boy to Xinyang City to have some fun.

It’s been a good few days, I’ll go home on my own, I don’t know if I’ll disturb you.”

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Song Lian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought: "Well, I originally wanted to avoid the Xiao Mansion, but now I'm going to Xinyang City. No matter how powerful Dai Jifeng is, I can't catch him. If he is really powerful, then why is this stupid disciple in Moyang City?"

I can’t find myself…”

Once again, we got through the difficulties without any danger.

While thinking about it, I chatted with the old man.

Old man Xing found out that Song Lian was worried, so he left and went to work, leaving Song Lian to have breakfast alone.

No one disturbed him, and he remained motionless.

All kinds of thoughts came to my mind.

The first thing that comes to mind is naturally the bet between gods. It’s good to be able to escape in this way. City Lord Guo promised to come forward to speak out. When the incident happened, there was no trace. If his brother hadn’t thrown a few colorful spiritual stones to rescue him, Dai Jifeng would have been killed by Dai Jifeng at this moment.

His disciples were captured.

The city lord ordered to leave the city, and the city lord Guo chased after him. Hey, hey, I don’t know what secrets are hidden in the game of seizing the order. It is impossible to say that it is to detect the authenticity of the heavenly order, otherwise it would have been hidden for so many years.

The true decree of heaven is in my hands, haha...

When they arrived at Xinyang City, they found a place to hide and worship the Heavenly Order. My brother had already made a grand wish: he would not stop until he became an immortal, he would not give up until he lived forever, he would open up the immortal world and rebuild the immortal gate. He could not waste time and life.

It's a pity that the forbidden soul was destroyed, otherwise I would use it to practice first.

….

Thinking of getting rid of the inexplicable fairy gambling, thinking of the stumblings in the past few months, but also the unexpected encounters one after another...

I was in a good mood for a moment, picked up my breakfast with a smile, and admired the scenery.

Looking up, my heart was shocked.

Shahe is said to be a river, but it is no less than a river.

There are high mountains and dense walls on both sides of the river. The river is winding and the water is fast. It shines green in the sun and sprays white waves. Both sides can hear the sound of river waves lapping the shore and the birds flying and singing. It is a magnificent river.

gorge.

Song Liandan felt relaxed and happy. He stood up and leaned against the railing of the deck. When he was blown by the morning breeze on the river, he couldn't help singing loudly:

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. The wind.

Happy reunion over a pot of turbid wine.

Many things in ancient and modern times have been discussed with laughter.

When the old man Xing heard the singing, he suddenly stood up suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face and a stern look in his eyes.

Then he cheered loudly: "How magnificent! This old man can hear such generous and tragic songs with profound artistic conception, noble sentiments and broad-mindedness in this life. It's worth it, it's worth it. It's really soul-stirring. I can sing it with such charm."

, act like you are not an ordinary person, hahaha, act like you are so enlightened, my son, please hurry up and get some wine."

"Hahaha, my benefactor allowed this raft to go upstream, so how could he be an ordinary person?" Song Lian replied, thinking: Why don't you say I created it.

"I don't want to be my benefactor. I just call the old man Xing, old master. This is not the ability of the old man, but the ability of the monks. Without the retrograde talisman, there is no way to sail against the current. The monks have to cultivate this heaven-defying ability. This

God, haha, it’s not that ordinary people should follow Heaven’s defiance. It’s okay to go against Heaven’s will yourself, but they shouldn’t step on others’ defiance of Heaven. Hahaha, the green mountains are still there, and the sunsets are red several times. Whether it’s against Heaven or along with it, it’s all a joke.

Come, come, come, get drunk with me and then rest."

I met a scholar, the old master, it turned out to be the master, no wonder he was so excited, Song Lian thought to himself, if you don't advance, you will retreat. The monks here are at a disadvantage. If they are introduced to the earth, all energy crises will be avoided. This skill must be learned.

But he said: "You are stupid, master, why do you lament that monks defy heaven? How can a monk become an immortal if he does not defy heaven?"

"Hahaha, I am happy today, so the old man just said a few words, monks have no emotions, and are ruthless and unjust. They are wrong."

"Why is this?"

"Cultivating Taoism and cultivating immortality only seeks long life and eternal life, and goes against fate rather than against heaven. Heaven is the people. People's hearts and souls are heaven."

"Oh...tell me about the Master's way of heaven?"

Song Lian fell into deep thought.

The way of heaven is unkind and treats all things like civets. Is it wrong? If we don’t overthrow the way of heaven, how can we achieve enlightenment and become an immortal by holding on to this way of heaven? It doesn’t make sense. I think it’s Master’s pain, just talking nonsense.

"Master said, I am confused. Rivers flow in low places. This is the way of heaven. If the monks made the retrograde talisman, wouldn't it be contrary to heaven?"

"Haha, this is going against the way, not against heaven. It is following the way of heaven and going against the way, being upright and upright. Keeping the way of heaven in your heart, you are awe-inspiring and upright."

Song Lian was confused, thought for a while and said: "But is it wrong for a monk to pray for the same longevity as heaven and earth?"

"Haha, monks seek immortality, which is what people want, but will immortals live forever? Immortals have a lifespan, but eternity is empty. When it comes to the length of lifespan, mortals and monks are the same."

Song Lian became even more depressed. What kind of nonsense is this? He stared at the old man and waited for him to continue. The old man continued: "A mortal's life is toiling and running around. A monk's life is to retreat and plunder. What's the point of surviving or not?"

"According to what the Master said, cultivation is of no use, and it is not as happy and exciting as a mortal life."

"Hahaha... Why don't you just say clearly what I just sang?"

I'm trying to understand this popular poem like this, and Zhu Bajie beats him up, and it's wonderful and exciting. On the road to immortality, it can still be wonderful and exciting. This old guy is too bitter, so I can't get entangled with him, otherwise it will be endless.

Song Lian changed the topic and said: "Master is brilliant, I admire you. However, the retrograde talisman is good for the people. What is it? Can I study it?" After saying this, I felt awkward and muttered to myself, it was too sour, and it made me lose my writing.

, so tired.

I thought he was nicknamed "Screwdriver" and carried a tool bag with him. Now that I heard that there is a thing about sailing against the current, I have been itching for a long time.
Chapter completed!