As for the rumors about getting involved, to put it bluntly, they are very simple and there is nothing mysterious about them.
It's just some old little animals that form a contract with their destined younger brother, Ma.
Take advantage of the convenient conditions in the world, accumulate merit, and practice in the world.
Being famous all over the world is false and not that important.
The key point is to make progress together with the help of my brother Ma and the convenient conditions of being born.
Because most of the cultivation methods handed down are more suitable for people.
Just like going to school for further study, when the younger brothers and horses learn, the old immortal family also learns.
The old immortal family of Ma Xian, more or less.
There are dozens of people at least, thousands of people at most, distributed in various exclusive departments.
These exclusive departments are the incense table statues worshiped in Di Ma's home.
The hall of the immortals above, the hall of the earthly immortals, the hall of Buddhism, etc.
If it were a more vivid metaphor.
Every showman is a university.
Each Xiangtan statue is a professional college.
Because Laoxianjia has different ambitions after graduation.
So the majors are different, the colleges are different, and the teaching materials are also different.
Some colleges require chanting Buddhist scriptures and worshiping Buddha statues.
Some colleges require students to study Taoist classics and worship the Three Pure Ones.
There are also many detailed divisions into the underworld and Tantra.
The Immortals who appear on the horse may look after people's affairs or cure their illnesses.
It is just a social practice in academic studies.
When I finally graduate, all my goals are to take one step further towards becoming a god and a Buddha.
So, what should we say about Yuanyuan’s behavior now?
It's like asking students to single out the dean of a college.
Yes, that's pretty much what it means. It's very absurd.
Don’t want a diploma?
So what else are you trying to figure out?
Thinking of this, Shi Huozhu's sweat began to flow even more vigorously.
Li Saishi once again saw what Shi Huozhu was thinking.
There was no tension on his face, just disapproval.
"Little fat man, do you look down on Chumaxian?
Or do you still look down on small animals?
What does it mean to make this expression?
Do you want to surrender to the enemy and give up resistance completely?"
It stands to reason that an old Northeast lady of this age would have some knowledge of Chuma Xiandu.
So, how big is the gap between Chumaxian and Golden Arhat?
I don’t know the specifics, but I should have a general idea.
How does Shi Huozhu feel that this old lady has great confidence in Yuanyuan?
"Grandma Li, my dear grandma.
What kind of enemy should I surrender to? Commit suicide?
Even if I have that idea, they don't have the habit of not killing anyone without surrendering their weapons.
Tell me the truth, is there really no backdoor?
Now, it's still too late to leave.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m telling you to leave, but I’m not leaving.”
Li Saishi looked very cute when she saw Shi Huozhu's uncomfortable expression when she wanted to run but couldn't.
Hey, no one can be so cowardly in fear of death.
He no longer ignored the stone fire beads, but looked at the sky outside the window.
Yuanyuan invited the masters and tried their best.
How could she not know the difference between the old immortals and the golden Arhat?
This gap is reflected in all aspects.
No matter in terms of strength or status, they are completely different.
But, do you have any other options?
Can we solve the problem by giving them an open composition class here?
Or can reciting a section of the Tao Te Ching or the Great Compassion Mantra influence the alms-giving Arhat?
You can't let a woman go up and kill someone with a kitchen knife, right?
Moreover.
Xiao Sun's skills are so good, and Xiao Tianmao's physique is so abnormal, isn't it useless?
I just hope that masters from different professions can have the courage to stand up.
Although the hope is slim, you still have to try, right?
Once the words were spoken, Yuanyuan gave up.
Looking at the alms-raising Arhat getting closer and closer, Yuanyuan thought of Cai Gen.
Then I thought of my son Tuantuan.
Is this child going to become an orphan today?
A strong feeling of being a mother rushed straight to my forehead.
Yuanyuan got excited, got up, and shouted loudly to the sky.
"What are you afraid of?
What’s so great about the Arhats in the West?
Do you still want to go to the Western Paradise?
Are there that many places?
There is no place for Arhats. When you get to the human world, will it be your turn?
Besides, can Arhat be unreasonable and bully honest people?
Accumulate virtue and do good, be compassionate, support justice, and bless the world.
Are they all just nonsense slogans?
I'm so"
Yuanyuan hasn't finished speaking yet, and the alms-raising Arhat hasn't even walked in front of her yet.
A ray of yellow smoke appeared between them out of thin air.
The alms-raising arhat stopped.
Yuanyuan controlled her emotions and closed her mouth.
Everyone looked at the yellow smoke, everyone was so curious.
The yellow smoke dissipated, and a cute weasel stood blankly on the spot.
If Cai Gen were here at this moment, he would be recognized at a glance.
I remember back then, in the red and romantic corridor, those undead spirits trapped Cai Gen.
Finally, he was guided downstairs by a big mouse and was able to escape.
The big rat was now standing in the center of the two parties.
Staring at Yuanyuan with big innocent eyes.
He made an Oke gesture.
"Yuanyuan, it is our duty to protect our immortals.
It is to save you from danger and keep you safe.
Be patient and don't be impatient. Watch me, Huang Xiaomao, killing everyone."
After boasting confidently, he turned to look at the alms-raising Arhat.
Seeing that it didn't matter, Huang Xiaomao was so frightened that he couldn't stand still and collapsed to the ground.
He sat helplessly on the ground, his legs weak from fear.
Look at the bowl-raising Arhat, and then look at Yuanyuan.
I quickly looked back and forth many times and finally determined that it was not a dream.
Finally, he set his sights on Yuanyuan and said with great resentment.
"No, are you kidding?
I said they all looked like they were constipated, so no one dared to come.
That's me, just woke up.
I didn't know what was going on, so I came over in confusion.
If it were a monster, even if I, Huang Xiaomao, fought to the death, I would not be confused.
But, do you want me to fight Arhat?
Or a golden Arhat?
Yuanyuan, you think too highly of me.
Just say that you drink a few bottles of sugar-free Coke, there is no need to deliberately play with me, right?"
After Huang Xiaomao came out, Yuanyuan was stunned by this rich performance.
I just said it clearly.
Did Huang Xiaomao not pay attention?
Also, no one who was paying attention dared to come, only Huang Xiaomao who didn't know the whole story came.
Hey, Master Huang, why did Master Huang come?
Running errands and gathering information is his specialty, and fighting is really not his strong point.
Those who specialize in combat generally belong to the Chang Mang family, as well as the Hu family, who are comprehensively developed in moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills.
The Huang family is really not good at it, so forcing Huang Xiaomao to death is of no use.
Yuanyuan understood in her heart that it was difficult to explain clearly, so she had to give some steps.
"Forget it, Master Huang, you'd better go back.
If the situation is special, it will not be difficult for the masters.
I can only handle things here by myself.
Thank you to the masters for their love and care over the years.
I can't repay you, but I will be destined in the next life, let's talk about it later."
I feel Yuanyuan's pessimism.
Huang Xiaomao gritted his teeth.
He clenched his fist again.
I still held my breath, hoping to give myself courage.