There's something wrong with my master.

The sword energy resonated around the Xueyun Sword and turned it into a huge lightsaber, carrying a group of people and flying at an extremely fast speed.

"Maybe. If she doesn't return after the Immortal Approach Vision appears, I'll look for her in the Qiankun Realm after I pass the Tribulation Stage. By then, I should be able to find her quickly based on my Immortal Base."

Yun Changsheng spoke in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The vision of the immortal appeared, but Lin Duoduo did not return.

That means she does not approve of the strange phenomena created by Yun Changsheng through unorthodox means, but only approves of the strange phenomena created after Yun Changsheng became an immortal.

Or maybe what she really needs is not the vision of a fairy, but only the immortal Yun Changsheng can bring her back to life.

"Lang Yatian had been suppressed to the limit. When he saw that you didn't respond to your cry for help, he brought Xianzhi back. He hoped that he could be free." Xue Yunjian continued to talk.

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Chapter 86: Flying posture should be scientific

Tens of thousands of years had worn out Langya Tian's love for his wife.

Yun Changsheng didn’t know if he would become the next Langyatian if he carried a coffin on his back for ten thousand years.

He also didn't want to know.

He just wanted to complete the agreed task as quickly as possible, faster and faster.

"Hey~ Monk, why are you here?"

The Snow Cloud Sword floated to the side, and a big bald head that could reflect the sunlight rose up from under the clouds, trying his best to catch up with the sword light.

"The Pavilion Master is really hunting me, and he really wants to let you go." Monk Xianzhi stretched his hands above his head, clasped them together, and lay prone in the air.

How to say it, this flying posture is very scientific, and the speed is actually a little faster.

Rong Xiaoyu glanced at him. Not only was the robe of this great monk torn to pieces, but his speech also seemed to have a lisp. It was unknown how many teeth he had broken.

His face was swollen like a pig, with blood stains at the corners of his mouth.

It was Langya Tian who allowed him to run for five minutes first, otherwise the monk would have been beaten to death by now.

Fortunately, this guy found out that Langya Tian had issued a wanted order, but only chased him alone and did not send anyone to hunt down Yun Changsheng. He felt that this was a glimmer of hope.

Only then did he slip away and save his life.

"The consequences of meddling in other people's affairs." The chatterbox sword spirit complained silently.

The garlic in Langya Pavilion is quite delicious. I wanted to eat it smoothly when I left, but it was messed up by this monk.

"After I return to Shuifu Temple, I will practice silent meditation."

"Are you going to the Water Temple too?"

Miss Rong held the sword, her eyes still cold.

"I used to be the receptionist monk of Shuifu Temple." Xianzhi responded.

"Oh, the one who receives guests is the same one from the past." Rong Xiaoyu nodded, indicating that he understood.

If he wasn't killed by a single punch from the Tribulation Crossing Stage, he at least had the cultivation base at the peak of the Fusion Stage, and was only one step away from the Mahayana Stage.

But he was just a monk who knew guests, and even had a prefix, once...

How miserable is the life of this monk in Shuifu Temple?

"The main reason is that I have disliked Buddhist flowers since I was a child. I feel uncomfortable and break out in rashes when I smell them."

"After I have cultivated myself, I no longer get rashes after smelling Buddha flowers, but I still don't like them."

“And the Shuifu Temple is full of Buddhist flowers.”

Monk Xianzhi defended himself by saying that he was allergic to Buddhist flowers and didn't want to do the job anymore, so he resigned on his own initiative, and thus became the reception monk.

"Then why do you want to go back this time?" Xue Yunjian continued to complain.

"Didn't you see the Pavilion Master issued a wanted notice? Without the protection of the Tribulation-crossing monks, I'm afraid your life will be in danger this time."

Snow Cloud Sword: ...

When nothing happens, he is allergic to Buddha flowers, so he resigns and works on his own. When something happens, he rolls back to the Shuifu Temple, hoping that the Buddha can protect him from harm.

Yun Changsheng, who had been listening, was also a little speechless.

If I remember correctly, Lin Duoduo once said that all the monks in the Shuifu Temple are empty of the four elements.

If he can't let it go in the future, he can communicate more with the monks in the Shuifu Temple.

Although I don’t want to question Lin Duoduo, but is this the monk in the Shuifu Temple who is free from all worries?

"By the way, fellow donors, are you going to the Shuifu Temple as well?"

"Why do you call me fellow Taoist one moment and benefactor the next?" The Xueyun Sword continued to accelerate, leaving a trail of exhaust gas on the ground for Monk Xianzhi.

If I remember correctly, the monk used to call him Senior Xiao Jianjian...

"When in danger, I call you donor to show that I have someone behind me. I call you Taoist friend because I wanted to return to secular life, so I want to get familiar with the title of Taoist friend in advance."

"..."

Everyone on the flying sword fell silent.

This snobbish monk must have been expelled, right?

Being allergic to Buddha flowers or something like that is probably just an excuse I made for myself.

"Donors, you are flying in the wrong direction." Monk Xianzhi stretched out his hand above his head and twisted it, then turned a corner.

The Xueyun Sword sensed the route and chased after it.

This place is still the sphere of influence of Langya City, and the few people did not choose to go down and borrow the ultra-long-distance teleportation array of other sects.

Although Langya Tian intended to let Yun Changsheng go, it would be another matter if he sent himself to the sphere of influence of Langya Pavilion.

"It seems that the Pavilion Master really wants to let you go."

They flew for a few days. Xianzhi looked at the empty place behind him, then glanced at the black coffin on Yun Changsheng's back, with a look of emotion on his face.

"It seems that he is looking forward to the donor becoming more and more desperate, and finally becoming a person exactly like him."

“Maybe.”

Yun Changsheng did not comment on this.

After a few more days, the escape light finally left Langya City. They flew for a few more days and found a medium-sized sect.

After paying some spiritual stones and spiritual objects, he borrowed the teleportation array and came to Lanzhu Kingdom.

There are many Buddhists in this country, and every family has several Buddhist scriptures.

Yun Changsheng also saw the Buddha flowers in the Shuifu Temple. These flowers are easy to find and are planted everywhere.

The flowers are bright red, fragrant, and have thorns on the branches.

"Red roses." He murmured softly and smiled.

In the world of my previous life, red roses represented love, but I didn’t expect that in this world they would become Buddhist flowers.

What a wonderful fate.

"What are you going to do at the Shuifu Temple, donors?" Monk Xianzhi heaved a sigh of relief after arriving at Lanzhu Kingdom.

There are also monks who are transcending tribulation in Shuifu Temple. Langya Tian will not mess around here.

"My wife once said with a smile that if you can't let it go, go and learn from the monks in the Water Palace Temple, and maybe you will be able to let it go then."

Yun Changsheng, carrying a black coffin, stood out in the crowd.

However, his figure and demeanor looked extraordinary, and he didn't look like a bad guy. Passersby just looked at him in surprise but didn't think much about it.

If a sinister-looking person were to walk down the street carrying a black coffin, someone might report it to the police...

The closer you get to the Shuifu Temple, the more solemn and sacred the atmosphere becomes.

Even Lin Xi in the black coffin put down the jade slip and temporarily gave up asking Yun Changsheng to help her practice.

Every place has its own rules.

When others go to Four Seasons Mountain, they must abide by the rules of Four Seasons Mountain.

And since she came to the Shuifu Temple, she had to abide by the rules of the Shuifu Temple.

Buddhism is a quiet place where sexual relations between men and women are not tolerated.

Several people continued on their way.

Another two days later.

"Dear donors, we have arrived at the Shuifu Temple." Monk Xianzhi clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and then strode forward.

Langya Pavilion was built in the sky, while Shuifu Temple was built on water.

A huge, solemn and majestic temple floats on the river, and the surrounding water is all fixed by the invisible Buddha's light.

Several stone bridges extend from the shore, spanning the river, connecting the temple with the human world.

The believers were also very orderly, walking in a line on the stone bridge with pious eyes.

Yun Changsheng followed the crowd and lined up with the coffin and sword on his back.

After waiting in line for more than half an hour, he followed the crowd across the stone bridge and arrived at the gate of Shuifu Temple.

"What are you doing here, benefactor?"

The monk in charge of reception saw that Yun Changsheng was not an ordinary person and hurried to greet him.

"I have some distracting thoughts, so I'd like to ask you to stay with me for a few nights." Yun Changsheng put his hands together and bowed.

The monk in charge of reception looked at the black coffin he was carrying, and his eyes suddenly understood: "So that's how it is. I hope you can let it go soon."

Chapter 87: The Monk Full of Distracting Thoughts

Roses are still blooming everywhere in the temple.

The deeper you go, the more indifferent the looks of the monks in the temple become.

Some copied scriptures and chanted Buddhist scriptures, some beat wooden fish, and some just sat cross-legged on a cushion with their hands folded, doing nothing, and sat there motionless for several days.

"Amitabha, since the donor has distracting thoughts that he cannot let go of, there is a place here that happens to have a place to go. There are also a few monks there who cannot let go of distracting thoughts."

"Donors can stay with these people for a few days and practice together."

The monk in charge of reception originally wanted to take Yun Changsheng directly to the side room, but then he seemed to remember something and made this suggestion.

"Thank you for the arrangements, Master." Yun Changsheng nodded, but did not give his Buddhist name, Xianzhi.