"What's the saying in the secular world?" Song Ling winked a little playfully and said, "The heart of a Bodhisattva is the same as the methods of an Asura."
The prerequisite for a stable Taoist heart is to treat others with kindness.
But Song Ling also needed to ensure that she would not be harmed.
Even the people closest to them can change their attitude overnight. What else in this world is trustworthy? Song Ling turned her eyes and glanced at Huayu and Jingye, and said nothing further.
After leaving Louyun and heading south, there are still about sixteen cities before we can leave Qin.
Along the way, I didn't encounter Jiang Yiyu or any other monks, and there were no monsters to intrude.
Moreover, because the flying chariot flew fast and smoothly, it only landed when it passed the city and instead crossed on foot, so Song Ling got a lot of quiet time to read.
Unfortunately, Hadith Wuwei is not making any progress.
This book with only twenty-six pages was like a book from heaven. No matter how many times Song Ling tried, when she opened it the next day, her eyes would always turn black, as if she was reading it for the first time.
Not only did Song Ling understand the exquisite words in it, but just looking at them would consume all his spiritual power.
After repeating this process, Song Ling's biggest gain from the holy teaching Wuwei was probably that the fragmented spiritual veins in her body began to become stronger.
Although strong, it still cracked.
I don't know when it will come together.
On this day, the flying chariot passed through Bicheng. Song Ling and Jieye Huanyu landed as usual and lined up with other monks at the city gate, waiting to enter the city.
The queue of monks is very long.
The first two people got a little impatient and started chatting here and there.
"Did you hear that? There must have been a lot of people killed in Nanzhen, but there hasn't been any movement yet."
"Isn't that right? It is said that after the death of Immortal Dao Yi, these five towns were missing a corner. They could not form a protective formation in a short period of time, so they had to use the lives of monks to fill it."
"Don't ask us casual cultivators to come together when the time comes."
"I'm not going."
"When that time comes, it's up to you and me whether to go or not."
"Didn't you say that... someone discovered the crystal jade? With that thing, it will be much easier to deal with the king of monsters in Nanzhen."
"Hey, there is a crystal jade, but the person who brought the crystal jade escaped! Aren't all the five towns and nine scattered sects offering rewards? If anyone goes to find them with a crystal jade, they will be rich and rich, everything!
"
When Song Ling heard this, his eyes met with Huayu's.
did not expect……
In order to get the crystal jade, Chang'an and the others actually directly offered a reward.
However, what these two monks said before made Song Ling a little suspicious. Song Mo was obviously not in Nanzhen. If there were only those monsters, the Taoist sect should not be completely at a disadvantage.
Song Ling always felt that it was the people of the Five Towns who were fighting among themselves over the fall of South Town.
Just when Song Ling was about to continue eavesdropping on the person in front of him, the two people in front of him were suddenly knocked away and flew directly out of the sky, disappearing in the shape of a meteor.
The ones who beat them away were two tall monks in white tiger robes.
Behind them stood a beautiful woman with red lips and white teeth.
The three of them were all wearing white tiger robes with brocade patterns and gilded hair crowns. They were clearly disciples of Dongzhen Haidai.
"Why did you jump in line?" someone at the back of the line complained.
However, when the two big and powerful Haidai disciples looked over, the complainers immediately shut up and remained silent.
"Do you have any objection if we stand here?" The person on the left folded his hands and looked down at Song Ling and the others fiercely and asked.
The people in the front had already left by now, and the two people chatting were a little carried away and didn't see them coming.
"No objection." Song Ling nodded with a smile.
Who knew that this smile would lead to something wrong.
"I swollen her face, who made her laugh?" The beauty who had been silent until now glanced at Song Ling coldly and said, "Also, clear out everyone behind you. No other monks are allowed in Bicheng today.
"
"Yes." The two Haidai disciples walked towards Song Ling eagerly.
"I don't know what caused this fellow Taoist to be offended by my laughter? He wants to be so rude to others." Song Ling turned her palm into a sword, pointed the blade in front of disciple Hai Dai, and said with a serious face.
Ji Ye and Hua Yu originally wanted to take action, but when they saw Song Ling tilting her head and winking, they temporarily stayed still and waited to see what would happen.
When the beauty heard this, mockery appeared in her eyes, and she said, "How dare someone who has not even reached the foundation level be called a fellow Taoist? Nowadays, this monk is becoming more and more worthless."
What was faster than Song Ling's sword was Song Mo's claws.
Song Mo bowed and jumped up, his sharp claws criss-crossing, effortlessly tearing away the body-protecting aura of the tall and thin disciple on the left.
"Ah, ow!"
The man even screamed in pain a few beats later, and waited until Song Mo kicked off his feet and jumped back to Song Ling before he screamed.
"Don't act rashly."
After saying that, Song Ling turned sideways and bent his wrist a little, and the tip of the sword pierced the shoulder of the man on the right. Then he turned around and closed his hand. The cold light formed an arc and lifted his hair crown and fell to the ground.
After holding his sword and standing still again, Song Ling bent his eyes, smiled, and said gently: "When you are away from home, peace is the most important thing. If you really want to take action, I won't be polite."
Once you take action, you will be defeated.
Seeing this, the beauty was obviously furious. After she retracted her hand and transformed into a spiritual sword, she thought about rushing towards Song Ling.
"Wait a minute... Liying, her strength is a bit weird." Haidai's disciple, whose face was scratched by Song Mo, quickly stopped the beauty and whispered: "Her cat is also weird, we should wait until senior brother comes.
Let’s talk later.”
"But!" The beauty kicked her feet in annoyance and said through gritted teeth: "When she hurts you, she slaps my face, Hai Dai! What are you afraid of, this kind of waste who has not even reached the foundation building stage?"
Another disciple also came over to stop her.
"Okay, okay, you are just as useless as her." Seeing both of them trying to stop her, the beauty stopped insisting, turned her wrist and sheathed her sword, and cursed a few words as if to vent her anger.
As if she hadn't vented her anger enough, the beauty once again looked coldly at Song Ling and others and said, "I'll spare your life first."
Seeing this scene, the monks at the back knew that they would not be able to enter Bicheng today, so they could only disperse in despair. No one wanted to confront this disciple of Haidai head-on.
Song Ling and the other three did not leave.
First of all, Bicheng is the only place to go out of the Qin State. If you change the route, you will have to walk on the wrong road for several days, and you may encounter very ferocious monsters.
Secondly, Song Ling has not eaten for three or four days, and she needs to go to the city to replenish her food.
Although eating is no longer a necessary activity in the foundation building period, for Song Ling, eating worldly food and eating monster beasts are the same purpose, both to absorb nutrients for the growth of spiritual bones in her body.
About half an hour later, two green leaves suddenly floated from the sky.
As the green leaves got closer, Song Ling could see clearly that it was a flying chariot.