The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the big waves wash away endless sand.
Those yellow sands rise and fall in the river, just like the fate of all living beings in the world rises and falls in the long river of time.
And any person's thoughts or all destiny are insignificant to the entire world. Just like the yellow sand in the river, it is insignificant to the entire Wangyu River.
Therefore, when Shen Lang was immersed in his own sorrow alone, the world was still running in an orderly manner, the river could still carry the ship forward, the breeze was still accompanied by the fragrance of flowers on both sides, and the cheering people were still cheering, and Leng Yanji was also
Still holding him gently.
But to Shen Lang at this moment, these things seemed to be happening in another world.
After being immersed in his own little world and meditating in silence for a long, long, long time, he finally figured out something and returned to reality.
As Leng Yanji said before, meeting the fairy under the previous circumstances was indeed very inappropriate. So what he has to do now is to go back to Yushan first.
He must first send Leng Yanji back to Yushan before he can make the next step, and then he can go to see the fairy.
In this case, why should he continue to hang around on the ship? Wouldn't it be better to fly directly to Yushan?
"It's really my fault for making you suffer. Just wait for two more days and I'll go find you right away." Shen Lang made a decision secretly in his heart, suppressed the last trace of sadness in his heart, and planned to take Leng Yan with him as soon as possible.
Ji returned to Yushan.
However, just when he was about to do this, the old monk who was bored on the deck and had already opened his eyes had already opened his eyes. When Lin Yue'er appeared, he didn't know what he was worried about and didn't go directly to Shen Lang.
Until this moment, he was sure that the Kunlun Fairy had already gone far, but he suddenly blocked Shen Lang's path, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, can the donor follow me to the temple to talk about it?"
Shen Lang felt a little baffled because he didn't know the old monk. After much deliberation, he could only think of one reason. Maybe it was because he had saved people before, which also meant he had saved the old monk.
So when the old monk said he came to the temple to talk, he actually wanted to invite him as a guest to express his gratitude?
"There's no need to talk about it. Saving people is just a simple effort, so you don't have to worry about it." Shen Lang said casually: "I'll leave first if I have something else to do."
However, as soon as he took one step, four young monks immediately grasped the Zen staffs in their hands and surrounded him tightly. Moreover, the strength of those young monks was each above the fifth level of the Golden Core!
Master Kongxing recited a Buddhist name again and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid I can't allow you to leave like this."
After experiencing a sentimental farewell first, Shen Lang was not in a good mood. At this time, he finally figured out some things and was eager to leave.
But the old monk was trying to stop him unreasonably. Shen Lang couldn't help but feel annoyed and sneered: "Do you also want to force me to do something?"
Master Kongxing looked at the simple sword in Shen Lang's hand and said: "The benefactor's intention to kill is too serious. You might as well follow me to the temple to rest for a while."
Seeing this scene, the cheering crowd around them couldn't help but become angry. Especially the comment that the murderous intention was too strong made them unable to let go.
Because if Shen Lang didn't kill the robbers, all of them might die. The old monk said that Shen Lang's killing was too serious and he shouldn't kill the robbers. Doesn't that mean they deserve to die?
Before the crowd could say something angrily, Master Kongxing said: "With the naked eye, you know he is a demon."
"Devil?" When they heard this word, people were immediately shocked.
Because in the eyes of ordinary people, demons are the most terrifying, bloody, and inhuman existences in the world!
Whether it is the education they received since childhood or the various terrifying legends about demons they have heard since childhood, it is enough to make them feel absolute disgust and fear towards all people and things related to demons in the world.
Shen Lang didn't explain anything and sneered: "What's wrong with the devil?"
In anger, Shen Lang wanted to take action directly. However, due to the fact that he was a member of the Qingyun Sect, he still did not take action immediately.
Because in his opinion, the old monk was actually accompanied by five young monks at the Golden Core Realm, which was enough to show that the identity of the old monk was not simple. He must be a member of a large sect of the Righteous Sect.
It is even very possible that he is from Liao Kongsi. Liao Kongsi and Qingyun have always had a good relationship. It would be a bit bad if he took action directly.
Then, he suddenly discovered the wet blood on the old monk's robe, and realized another thing. The original anger in his heart became even more difficult to suppress, and he became even more disdainful of the eminent monk in front of him.
He thought, since there were so many strong monks on the ship, why didn't a monk take action when the first round of arrows fell when robbers came earlier?
At this time, more than ten dead bodies were still lying on the deck, and the beautiful woman whose shoulder blade was seriously injured by an arrow was still comforting the frightened little girl...
The first round of crossbow attacks was the most sudden. At that time, he was far away from ordinary travelers and had no chance to save innocent people.
But the old monk's body was stained with blood, and the five young Jindan monks were also stained with blood. This is enough to show that when the first round of arrows fell, the ascetic was among the crowd. He was far away from the group of dead people.
People are very close!
Five golden elixir realm monks, plus an old monk with unfathomable cultivation, couldn't they stop a few dozen ordinary crossbow arrows?
Even at close range, he could easily help Shen Sanwan block the demon-slaying arrows! But the eminent monk in front of him couldn't block ordinary crossbow arrows?
This is obviously illogical. It is not that they have no chance to save people, but they refuse to save them!
Of course, Shen Lang is not a great hero, nor is he a standard good person. There seems to be no reason to condemn others for not saving others. But in his opinion, anyone in the world is qualified to ignore death, but this group of monks are not qualified.
!
So, he laughed and said: "Demon? That's right! I'm glad to be a demon, and I'm glad that I don't share the same path with people like you! Because even if I'm a demon, I'm still much better than you guys who eat people's food and don't do anything for others.
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"What did you say!" The young monk immediately became angry when he heard Shen Lang's curse words.
"Am I wrong? Who are you? How do you live?" Shen Lang looked at their tattered cassocks and the tattered alms bowl in the old monk's hand and said, "What did you eat during the thousands of miles of asceticism?
How did you get on this boat? Or did you rely on charity from others? If you beg for alms, others will give you food to eat. If you cross the river, the kind-hearted boatman will give you a ride for free!"
"You have received all the charity from the world! But you just watch the world die without saving it! Who are you? I will scold you bald donkeys as worse than beasts, and worse than a dog raised in front of the door! What's wrong with this?
Is that wrong? What kind of Buddha are you cultivating?"