"well!"

A sigh dissipated, and only Zhang Baiyi sat upright in front of the desk and looked at the gradually cooling tea without saying a word. Zhang Fei's figure had long disappeared.

"Feigo!" Zhao Ruxi stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at Zhang Fei, who was sad from the top of the mountain, hurriedly greeted him: "How is it?"

Zhang Fei pursed his lips, without any blood.

A gust of north wind blew, the atmosphere was depressing and dull, and Zhang Fei said hoarsely: "I want to go to Zhuo County."

Zhao Ruxi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "There has been no grudge between Jinding Temple and Zhuo County for a long time. Cause and effect, what are you going to Zhuo County for?"

"I can't watch Baiyi sink like this, and I can't watch Baiyi fall into the wheel track and destroy the Taoist path!" Zhang Fei stood up with a serious expression and walked away gradually towards the north wind: "Bairen has refined the Dharma body of the innate god, and can take action to transform Baiyi's Taoist skills, and use divine blood to build the supreme foundation for Baiyi again. I'll ask him!"

Seeing Zhang Fei gradually moving away, Zhao Ruxi stood there quietly, and after a long time, she sighed softly.

"Mom, where are you going?" A boy with jade and carved jade came from a distance. The boy was seven or eight years old, and behind him was a little girl of four or five years old.

"I went to a place I shouldn't go!" Zhao Ruxi sighed helplessly, hugged her children and walked towards Jindingguan.

Zhuo County

Zhang Bairen refined the golden corpse and was about to go into seclusion to achieve his own family's fate, but suddenly he heard the guard report: "Governor, Jindingguan Zhang Fei asked for a meeting."

"What are he here to do!" Zhang Bairen looked at the flat land. At this time, the north wind had stopped, and the heavy snow in the sky was slid down, and he was holding it in the palm of his hand.

Seeing the ice and snow melting, Zhang Bairen said: "Go and bring it into the lobby, I'll be there later!"

The guards took the order and left. Zhang Bairen stood alone in the yard, looking up at the heavy snow covered with goose feathers. He did not practice his Taoist skills and allowed the snowflakes to fall on his shoulders.

After a while, Zhang Bairen got up and walked towards the front yard, but saw Zhang Fei sitting and lying restlessly drinking tea in the hall.

Zhang Bairen walked into the hall, looked at Zhang Fei with his eyes, and suddenly smiled, clasped his fists and bowed: "See Taoist priest!"

Zhang Fei looked at Zhang Bairen with his eyes, speechless for a long time, and after a while, he showed a gentle smile: "You are now back to nature. If you were not in front of you, I wouldn't know that you are approaching and you will not be able to notice your vitality."

Of course, Zhang Fei could not notice Zhang Bairen's vitality, because Zhang Bairen had no vitality at all. All three souls and seven spirits hid in the divine fetus, where would there be vitality?

Zhang Bairen looked at Zhang Fei, but he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, and he was still as if he had been the past, but there was a hint of vicissitudes and dust between his eyebrows.

A maid brought tea, and Zhang Bairen slowly sat down. He drank tea with Zhang Fei for a while before he heard Zhang Fei say, "Is your mother okay?"

Zhang Bairen was silent, and after a while, he said: "I haven't seen her for many years. I locked myself in the yard all day long. No one except the maid who delivered food."

Hearing this, Zhang Fei's face felt even more guilty. After a while, he said, "Can I go and see her?"

There was a deep guilt in his words, begging.

Zhang Bairen nodded and led Zhang Fei to the backyard, in front of a bamboo pavilion.

"In this bamboo building, if I hadn't been able to detect the vitality in his body, I would have thought something had happened." Zhang Bairen whispered at the closed wooden door.

Zhang Fei stood quietly in front of the wooden gate, silent for a long time, and snowflakes fell in the sky, falling on the shoulders of the two.

He stretched out his fingers to stroke the wooden door. Zhang Fei did not push it away after all, but turned around and left quickly.

Looking at Zhang Fei's back, Zhang Bairen always felt a bit embarrassed inside.

When Zhang Bairen returned to the hall, Zhang Fei's expression had returned to calm, and his eyes were fixedly looking at the tea on the table without saying a word.

Seeing Zhang Bairen walk in, Zhang Fei said, "You have been doing well over the years!"

"You should know whether I'm doing well or not." Zhang Bairen picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Zhang Fei was speechless after hearing this for a long time. After a while, he said, "I'm looking for you today, because I have something to ask for."

"Oh" Zhang Bairen looked at Zhang Fei and showed a look of surprise: "It's true that you won't go to the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble, you really agree with this."

Zhang Bairen slowly stood up and came to the door of the lobby. Looking at the snow falling from the sky, his eyes were filled with melancholy: "What's the matter, tell me!"

Zhang Fei came to Zhang Bairen, and the two stood side by side, looking at the snowflakes falling in the sky, Zhang Fei said, "You also know that Baiyi is not capable of talent. Since I was a child, I was spoiled by me, tempted by others to go astray, and practiced the Buddhist joyful Zen method."

"Happy Zen? It's not bad. It's also a profound Taoist practice. The ultimate practice can turn into the Buddha of Joy, pointing directly to the Yang Shen fruit position. It's not bad, but a good opportunity." Zhang Bairen praised repeatedly.

Zhang Fei said with a grim expression: "How can this illegitimate son be as qualified as you? Practicing joyful Zen requires no mercy in his heart. With his state of mind, how can he cut off his lust?"

Zhang Bairen didn't speak silently, just looking at the floating snowflakes with his eyes. The Joyful Zen method sounded a bit in the right way, but it was a truly supreme method. It would be impossible to practice without great perseverance.

The previous article also said that the way to practice is to sit in Ziwu, while the method of joyful meditation directly eliminates the meditation skills. Men and women practice at one step to reach the sky, but the key point is that they will not produce lust, so as not to turbid Yuanyang and destroy the real medicine of the great elixir. The yang god refined is just a false god.

"Baiyi was mixed in the crowd of women at such a young age. He didn't know where he got the joyful Zen method, which ruined the innocence of the elders' women in the sect. It was too late to find out. If I hadn't been shameless and kept begging for mercy, I was afraid that the beast would have been beaten to death! This bastard harmed others and himself, and his cultivation would not be successful, but he would have ruined the merits of others. It would be a sin!" Zhang Fei gritted his teeth.

Zhang Bairen was silent, but he couldn't help but feel sympathy for Zhang's mother. Unfortunately, the mother of the Taoist Zu Tianshu was always thinking about leaving it to Zhang Baiyi. Zhang Baiyi's way of heaven was close to her and did not practice, but she thought about taking a shortcut. Her mother's painstaking efforts were in vain.

Zhang Bairen couldn't say anything about the treasure he had so much to seek, but was ruined and abandoned like a walking track.

"You saw him last time, but you were just a third-class Yang God. I'm afraid you won't be able to overcome one reincarnation disaster." Zhang Fei's words were full of solemnity.

Zhang Bairen said nothing, but just looked at the snowflakes in the sky with his hands on his back.

The atmosphere was dull, and it took a long time to hear Zhang Feinuo say:

"You have obtained the innate divine fetus and refine the innate divine Dharma body. I wonder if you can take action to dissolve Baiyi's Taoist skills, and then give it... a drop of... the essence and blood of the gods." Zhang Fei's words became lower and lower, and his eyes were staring at Zhang Bairen with begging in his eyes.

"What did you say?" Zhang Bairen almost thought that his ears were broken, and his innate god's essence and blood were really dared to speak.

What is the essence and blood of the gods?

Ordinary acquired gods have the power of life and death, flesh and bones, not to mention innate gods like Zhang Bairen?

Your own congenital god is just born. Have you seen any parent who bleeds when his child is born, and it is still bloody in his heart.

"You are extremely talented, and the Supreme Daoyang God is about to be. For you, the innate gods are just to enhance combat power and add icing on the cake. But a drop of innate divine blood and Baiyi is a timely help, enough to change his destiny." Zhang Fei's face was earnest: "For you, the innate gods are useless, but for Baiyi, it determines his future destiny..."

"Did you see the snowflakes?" Zhang Bairen pointed to the snowflakes falling in the sky.

Zhang Fei stopped talking, and his eyes looked at the heavy snow in the sky.

Zhang Bairen slowly walked into the yard and reached out to catch the snowflakes hanging from the sky: "Every snowflake is born with its own destiny, and my palm broke the fate of the snowflakes."

Looking at the snowflakes that kept melting in his palms, Zhang Bairen looked at Zhang Fei: "I have paid the warmth of my body for this."

"People who practice Taoism follow the heavens and respond to the Tao. We must follow the heavens and seek the Tao. We are thankless against the heavens and are obsessed with it, and fellow Taoists are obsessed with it!" Zhang Bairen sighed softly and withdrew his palm.

"Bairen!" Zhang Fei said hurriedly.

"No need to talk about this matter anymore, there is no room for negotiation!" Zhang Bairen decisively cut off the railway.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!