A heart-to-heart relationship.

In the room on the second floor, the toad opened his eyes and said, "What a timid little demon!" When Nie Honglian on the opposite wall came out of the scroll, he seemed to feel uneasy.

"Master Toad, what happened? I feel like the young master..."

Bang.

The double webbed stood on the floor, and the Toad Taoist Pata ran to the bookshelf, took out the black pattern gourd and held it behind her back, and waved the frog webbing at the female ghost with a serious expression.

"With me here, I will definitely protect this stupid disciple. Go next door to wake up the little Taoist priest!"

Hong Lian nodded, turned around and got into the painting, then floated out again, and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

"I'm a little anxious, I'm going wrong..."

Then, he walked through a wall next to it, passed directly over the curtain close to the wall, and blew a breath at the sleeping Taoist.

"Master Sun quickly get up, it seems something happened to the young master."

The bed was shaking slightly, and Sun Yingxian held the wooden pillow. The bleak wind was swung away by his sleeve, and his face rubbed against the pillow.

"Jingqiu...suck...hehe..."

Nie Honglian spat at him, floated into the room, walked around the sunlight shining outside the window frame, wielded a basin of water on the shelf, turned around and rushed towards the bed.

Wow—

The Taoist suddenly flicked and sat up, shouting, "Jingqiu, you have so much water.....shui...." It seemed as if I woke up and wiped away the water stains on my face.

"Hey... Where did the water come from?"

In his eyes, he suddenly saw Nie Honglian, shrank into the bed, and subconsciously shouted to her: "What are you doing when you enter my room?!"

Hong Lian didn't have the intention to play tricks with him.

"Master Toad is waiting for you next door, and it seems something happened to the young master."

Sun Yingxian was stunned, and quickly picked up the yellow silk cloth bag on the table, opened the door and ran to the next door. When he saw the Toad Taoist standing on the round table, he looked solemn, and asked.

"Have Lu Liangsheng met a fairy? Did the fox demon who ran away last time came to find fault?"

"I don't know, I just feel something happened to him."

There was one thing that the toad didn't say. The demon cultivator who gave Lu Liangsheng was still there, and he also had some contact with him. He suddenly overlapped with other demonic auras and could definitely feel it.

The Taoist thought for a moment, took out the Demon-Floating Mirror, bit his index finger and pointed the blood on it, muttering something in his mouth, and only heard him say it.

"open!"

A little red color turned, and a ray of green air floated out of the mirror and floated out of the room. Sun Yingxian hurriedly followed.

The toad Taoist on the table shouted angrily: "Come back, you forgot me!"

The figure who rushed out of the door turned around again, reached out and pinched the toad, almost glaring out the eyes of the toad. He hurriedly ran down the stairs, rushed straight to the street, and ran wildly in the direction where the green air drifted away.

The sky light tilted, and the west clouds showed a piece of redness.

The team chanting the scriptures spread red in the red, and the floating petals fell from the top of the sedan chair. Lu Liangsheng observed through the curtain that the team had already left the city at this time.

Along the way, no one came to speak, and just kept walking forward with the scriptures. It seemed slow, but in a blink of an eye, it was in the suburbs.

It should be a spell similar to shrinking the ground into an inch.

Lu Liangsheng looked calm, but in fact he felt a little ups and downs. It was not because of the other party’s protection of the country or the identity of a monster, but because of the previous sentence “A person with destiny”.

In any case, these three words have been confused in my heart, and they are finally about to be solved.

The sedan chair shook lightly, the scholar pressed his knees with his hands, breathing calmly, and no longer thought about it. He could not give the other party a feeling of being weak and literary.

Yes, be tough.

Soon, the team stopped in a forest, and outside the curtain, a woman with a black veil with a veil was seen approaching respectfully:

"Young Master Lu, the place has arrived. Fazhang is waiting for you in front. Please follow me."

Lu Liangsheng lifted the curtain and walked out, without looking at the long queue behind him, rolled up his sleeves and reached out to make a gesture of asking for help.

"Please lead the way, girl."

After thinking through the matter, the scholar was at ease with the situation, just like he greeted others in the past, casually and attentively, with a handsome young man's appearance, he followed the woman in black veil and walked towards the side of the forest.

The forest was silent and it was hard to hear a bird's song. The surroundings were full of the rustling leaves of Lu Liangsheng stepping on his feet. He looked around and there was a slight mist between the trees.

I couldn't help but speak.

"Where is Fazhang?"

The woman didn't look back and walked straight forward.

"The Fazhang is right in front."

After walking more than a hundred steps, as the woman came to the edge of the forest, her vision became wider. The scene ahead unfolded in Lu Liangsheng's eyes. The wilderness was opened. A large number of young and strong laborers were dragging rock bricks and building a circular building that was somewhat similar to the altar.

Only the door was slightly built, with long white stone steps straight up, with white rock in the middle, large carved characters painted with red paint.

The scholar standing by the forest reads out the handwriting on it lightly.

"Pudu Cihang..."

"Immortals and Buddhas regard the world as a sea of ​​suffering, so they use compassion to save sentient beings and leave the sea of ​​life and death, just like sailing through a boat to cross people. Good! Good!"

A female Buddha sound suddenly rang out, and a frightened bird flapped its wings and rushed into the sky and flew into the distance.

Lu Liangsheng turned his face and saw that several feet away from him had several women in cassocks appearing there several times, protecting a lotus crane-headed sedan chair in the middle.

In the very long curtain, a thin figure stood with a fearless seal and nodded to the scholar.

"Young Master Lu, you and I have met again."

On the side, someone brought a chair over and placed it opposite the sedan chair.

Lu Liangsheng nodded to the woman and bowed to show his respects. Anyway, there are many people who are not surprised. The other party can get to the level of magic, and his cultivation is definitely higher than his. It is nothing wrong to be careful.

Opposite, inside the curtain, there was no movement.

"Please sit down for Mr. Lu."

"Thank you Fa Zhang to give him a seat."

Lu Liangsheng lowered his hand and was seven or eight steps away from the method sedan chair. He lifted his robe and sat down, with a faint smell of sandalwood. He got into his nose. He once heard from his master that some monsters should not be sealed properly and could be sacrificed through other means.

Then this Dharma Master is probably more clever.

At this moment, I looked at the figure in the curtain carefully, but unfortunately I couldn't see it clearly. There was a faint sense of peace, which was incompatible with the demonic aura on the maids on both sides of the surroundings.

After a moment of quietness, Lu Liangsheng broke the stalemate first, looked sincere and bowed his hands.

"Fa Zhang invited me to come with a sedan chair. I don't know why? Besides, can Liangsheng ask for the name of Fa Zhang?"

"The original Dharma has no name. Didn't the previous Buddha's words tell Mr. Lu? The immortals and Buddhas regard the world as a sea of ​​suffering, so they use compassion to save sentient beings..."

The curtain gently caresses in the wind, and the thin figure bows to the Buddha.

"The people in the world have fallen into the sea of ​​suffering, suffered great disasters, and were worshipped by the Dharma to save all sentient beings, and sent those who struggled with their compassion to the Pure Land of Bliss on the other side."

"...so called: Pudu Cihang."

The words stopped.
Chapter completed!