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Chapter 238 Two Questions to Play the Moon

Buddhist incense is burning in the temple, which has the effect of calming and calming the mind. Meditating under the incense of Buddha can quickly enter into Zen, put aside distracting thoughts, and focus on the Buddha. But this effect is useless to Wang Yuan today, because he is not a mortal.

In the main hall, there was only a woman with a seductive figure from behind, straight up and kneeling in front of the Buddha. She raised her head and stared at the solemn golden Buddha statue, as if praying for the Buddha's protection and sympathy.

Wang Yuan recognized this woman at a glance. Although she had changed a lot, behind her glitz, she could not hide her inner struggle.

"Shangxian, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Nong Yue said softly, with a cold tone in her voice, as if she said it through her teeth. I really can't believe how she came here in the past twenty years and what she has experienced.

What things.

Nongyue slowly turned around, her appearance was even more enchanting, less pure and more cold. Her lips were slightly purple, her hair was flowing behind her back, and she was wearing a tight black dress that highlighted her graceful figure.

The thrilling curves make people's hearts beat up and down. If Nong Yue practices, then she will be an excellent fairy with both beauty and temperament.

Wang Yuan looked at her, twenty years seemed to him like a blink of an eye, with an eternal expression, he said calmly: "Why are you kneeling in front of the Buddha?"

"Because the killing was too severe, I wanted to get some peace." Nong Yue sneered, as if making fun of her life in the past twenty years.

"Then did you get it?" Wang Yuan raised his head and looked at the Buddha statue. This Buddha statue was somewhat young, with a slight smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, which was the awakening in Wang Yuan's memory.

Nongyue shook her head, "If I don't get it, Buddha thinks I'm not sincere enough and doesn't want to accept me."

Wang Yuan was stunned and asked: "Since the Buddha didn't accept you, why did you come back?"

"I want to cultivate immortality!" Nong Yue said categorically, as if this result has troubled her for twenty years and has not wavered!

"Ha, are you cultivating immortality?" Wang Yuan chuckled, it was the same scene as before, but the world had changed, and she had changed a lot.

"Then why do you want to become an immortal?"

"To get the answer to cultivating immortality!" Nongyue said without hesitation. After twenty years, she finally realized this.

Nongyue's words made Wang Yuan's eyes change slightly, he put away his faint smile and said, "I didn't expect you to see through this, but it's not enough. I'll ask you again, who do you live for!"

"For yourself!"

This answer made Wang Yuan retract the surprise in his eyes, waved his hand and said: "It seems that you can't cultivate immortality yet, so you can leave now."

Two questions. It is very rare for Nong Yue to be able to answer the first question. After all, she was born in the mortal world, and such questions are out of reach for her.

As for the second question, Nong Yue had indeed thought about it, but the answer was the same, causing her to miss the great opportunity of cultivating immortality.

After Nong Yue left, Wang Yuan stood upright in front of the Buddha statue and murmured: "Awakening, why is it so difficult for me to understand the world of mortals? Could it be that my heart is also an ordinary heart?"

As quiet as ordinary things, as dynamic as inverse.

Wang Yuan's life became ordinary again, as if it had just passed away and would never come back again after such a long time.

Wang Yuan still opened the store every day, went out, walked on the street, greeted acquaintances, and bought charcoal and wine with the tavern owner. He also had some wine. Going to the temple also became his habit. This kind of life lasted for another ten years.

Years are engraved in my bones.

On this day, Wang Yuan was sitting in the tavern, drinking fruit wine alone, and suddenly sensed something. A haze flashed in his eyes, and he quickly left the tavern after throwing down the money.

Wang Yuan did not return to his residence, but walked towards the outside of the city. After leaving the city, Wang Yuan did not set foot on the official road, but glanced around and walked into the forest.

He has been to this forest before, and this is the second time he has come here, also for a promise he made back then.

After walking for half an hour, the big trees in the forest were already tall and straight, and the sun was not visible, only the chirping of birds in the forest.

A stream of spiritual consciousness swept out from the forest and fell on Wang Yuan in an instant. The divine consciousness said extremely arrogantly: "I don't want to hurt you, so leave quickly!"

Wang Yuan did not pay attention to this spiritual consciousness, but continued to move forward with a pale face and cold eyes. Suddenly, several figures appeared on the big tree in front of Wang Yuan. Several people were wearing Taoist robes, they were young, their expressions were cunning, and they were arrogant. , was looking at Wang Yuan with disdain.

"Where did the mortals come from? The immortal sect 'Yan Qian Sect' here is requisitioning them, so don't come near them! Otherwise, you will die!" one of the young men shouted, with a look of disdain.

"The Yan Qian Sect, if I remember correctly, is just a fourth-class sect. It actually disturbs the order of the world without authorization. I think you are seeking death!" Wang Yuan said coldly, his eyes becoming colder.

Several young monks who had never seen the world were shocked by Wang Yuan's words, and they were all wondering who the old man in front of them was. Wang Yuan was already in his old age, and he looked old.

"Looking for death! How can I, the Yan Qian Sect, be insulted by you? Senior brother, I will kill him right now!" The young man shouted anxiously. Then, a fairy sword appeared in his hand, and his body fell high from the tree, with a sword aura. Pi Lian drew out and slashed towards Wang Yuan!

Wang Yuan curled his lips, and suddenly, his shadow moved, squirmed, and stood up crookedly. His appearance changed, and in an instant he turned into a handsome young man!

This is Wang Yuan's puppet Long Bin. His cultivation is in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but because he has no wisdom, he is slightly different from the real Nascent Soul monster. However, he has a human-shaped magic weapon that is not afraid of death or severe pain.

In Long Bin's eyes, the focus suddenly froze under Wang Yuan's order to leave no one alive. He roared, and his body turned into an illusion. He heard several muffled hums suddenly sounded, and several Yan Qian sect members The disciple has died in the hands of Long Bin.

After doing this, Long Bin merged into the shadow again, ready to appear at any time. Wang Yuan glanced at the dead bodies and said coldly: "I promised her to protect her descendants. It's just a fourth-class sect. So what if it is destroyed!" Immediately, Walk quickly deep into the forest.

Deep in the forest, a group of little foxes who have not yet transformed into human form are surrounded by a group of sneering immortals. These immortals are the inner disciples of the Yan Qian Sect, and their cultivation levels are all around the foundation-building stage.

The five little foxes all looked at these people with hatred. The leader of the little foxes said in a cold voice: "Why do you want to kill my brother!"

"Hey, you are still talking so much when you are about to die. Senior brother, you don't need to do anything. Junior brother, I will seal them and slowly improve the cultivation of these little foxes until they reach the transformation stage. They can be used as senior brother's cauldron!" Yan A sinister man among the disciples of the Qian sect said.

"Jing Xiang, what are you talking about?" The sinister man called Senior Brother glanced at the coquettish Junior Sister in his arms and said to Jing Xiang.

Jing Xiang is also a smart person. He immediately understood what his senior brother meant, nodded and bowed and said: "Haha, I know senior brother, I will kill them right now!"

"Shameless!" the little foxes roared in unison, hugging each other tightly and glaring at these guys with human faces and animal hearts.

Jing Xiang sneered. The Yan Qian sect was not far from Ancheng. He heard that demon cultivators often appeared here and their cultivation was very weak. In order to please his senior brother who was addicted to sexual desire, he told his senior brother about this. The senior brother immediately agreed after hearing this, but he didn't. Thinking that senior brother's junior sister had also followed him, he secretly fulfilled his wish and put away these little foxes for senior brother to enjoy secretly.

"Hehe, no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out. This is the land of immortality, and you demon cultivators are destined to die in our hands!" Jing Xiang slowly approached the five little foxes, wiped the storage bag, and pinched it in his hand. There is a piece of dark yellow talisman paper with some profound symbols drawn on it.

The leader, the little fox, raised her big tail high and bared her teeth, but her body was trembling a little. Behind her were her sisters. She could not let her sisters die in the hands of immortals.

At this moment, the little fox thought in his heart: "Before leaving, our ancestor told us that there is a good man in An City who can protect us, but why hasn't he shown up yet?"

Thinking of this, the little fox was ready to die. In order to give her sisters a chance to escape, she rushed out resolutely and said through the message: "You guys leave quickly and leave me alone!"

However, her words had no effect. The other four little foxes actually rushed over, baring their teeth and roaring softly. They were only in the demon spirit stage and emitted weak spells. The spells flew out and hit Jing Xiang.

Jing Xiang was in the early stage of foundation building, and these spells were extremely weak in his eyes. He blew out a breath, and the flying spells collapsed instantly.

"Fight him!" the five little foxes roared at the same time.

Jing Xiang's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "You came here to seek your own death, haha, you saved me some trouble."

When Jing Xiang recited the spell, the talisman in his hand floated in the air and turned into a large net, with spiritual energy shining on it, falling directly onto the heads of the five little foxes.

"Shameless!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came from afar, and a figure appeared in the sky at a speed that made the senior brother moved. A big hand grabbed the big net, and the big net broke apart instantly! Then, the figure disappeared again!

The senior brother was stunned for a moment, but then cold sweat started to flow. He looked around in panic, pushed the junior sister in his arms away, clasped his fists around and said respectfully: "Senior, juniors don't know that this is your place of cultivation, so leave now. Leave now!"

Jing Xiang's face was shocked. He seemed to know what was happening. After looking at the five little foxes who were also surprised, he and his senior fellow apprentices ran away with their cultivation base!

"Now that you're here, don't go back!" Wang Yuan's cold voice came from all directions. Long Bin's figure was so fast that they were shocked. Under the attack of an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, he was instantly wiped out.

The five little foxes seemed to have not recovered from the shock. When they saw a slightly older voice slowly walking out, they all instinctively took a step back.

Long Bin returned to Wang Yuan with several storage bags. After opening the storage bags, he took out several jade slips and then turned into black shadows and disappeared.

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