Only then did He Yidao and the two slowly wake up from meditation.
He Yidao and Li Yunxi saw at first glance that Monk Liuru had been staying by their side and did not leave.
"Thank you, Master." The two stood up and said.
Monk Liuru said with a smile: "You two Taoists, you don't have to be polite. The two Taoists passed by this dog village and saw this white dog harming people, so they took action to eliminate the harm to the people. I think they also have the common people in mind, and they are also the monks."
Role model.”
Taoists pursue Taoism and nature, so they rarely interfere with the secular world.
However, if a cultivator encounters some serious evil monster, and it is within his ability, he will take action.
But like He Yidao and the other two, who dared to challenge a great demon in the Xudan realm even though they were only in the Zifu realm, that was something almost no cultivator would do.
The Zifu monks fighting against the Xudan demon are undoubtedly seeking death.
The purpose of a Taoist is to seek the Tao, so a Taoist will not give up his life easily.
"Master is too praised." Now that he thought about it carefully, He Yidao felt that he was a little overconfident, and he was still a little scared. He also did not expect that Bai Gou turned out to be a great demon in the Xudan realm.
And he almost died at the claws of a white dog.
So He Yidao glanced at the white dog and asked: "After master accepts this white dog, do you really plan to take it with you to practice?"
Monk Liuru recited the Buddha's name again and said: "This dog has been miserable for several lives, and the cause and effect has not yet been resolved. Now it is true that its fate should not be cut off, and its obsession is still there, so I want it to accompany me between heaven and earth."
If you take a walk, you might be able to get rid of your obsessions and achieve positive results."
He Yidao knew that Buddhist disciples had the habit of teaching monsters, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"In that case, let this white dog practice beside the master."
The white dog was lying on the ground, looking a little depressed.
Monk Liuru put his hands together and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
He Yidao said: "Where are you going, Master?"
Monk Liuru said: "Go west, and you will reach wherever you go."
This monk doesn't play riddles or pretend to be sophisticated. He is actually a real monk.
He Yidao looked at the sky and said, "Master, it's getting late. Why don't you go back to the Dog Village to rest for a night? How about we continue our journey tomorrow morning?"
"Amitabha." Monk Liuru shook his head and said, "No need, fellow Taoist, the young monk is in a hurry and this white dog is not suitable to go back to the dog village. Moreover, for ascetics, traveling does not matter day or night.
"
Seeing that Monk Liuru was resolute, He Yidao couldn't force him to stay, so he had to say: "Then I wish you a happy journey, master."
Monk Liuru held the golden rope that had turned into an ordinary rope with one hand and saluted He Yidao with one hand.
Then he turned around and saluted Li Yunxi, Su Ziqi and Mr. Wu and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
He Yidao and the others watched Monk Liu Ru leading the reluctant white dog towards the west.
Fortunately, White Dog's strength is not as strong as Monk Liu Ru, so no matter how much Bai Dog struggles dissatisfiedly, he can't break free from the rope in Monk Liu Ru's hands.
I don’t know what kind of material the rope is made of, but despite the struggle of a big demon, it was not damaged at all.
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Dog Village.
In the past few days, the villagers in Dog Village have gradually dared to open their doors and no longer lock themselves in their homes all day long.
People in Dog Village gradually returned to normal life.
Mr. Wu's house had a big hole in the roof that was damaged by Li Yunxi, but it was repaired by Huang Yazi's men the next day.
Nowadays, Huang Yazi no longer dares to be arrogant and domineering. Without the blessing of the village chief, he can only behave with his tail between his legs.
Despite this, Huang Yazi was still beaten to death by the villagers. It was said that one of his legs had been broken and he was bleeding a lot. The scene at that time was terrible to watch.
In the end, Huang Yazi was thrown out of the dog village by the villagers, and his life or death was unknown.
However, I think a seriously injured person with a broken leg would not survive long without anyone taking care of him outside the village.
One afternoon a few days later.
As usual, He Yidao found a sunny place in the courtyard of Mr. Wu's house to bask in the sun.
The bamboo chair under He Yidao was the one brought from Tiantai Mountain.
Su Ziqi was quite surprised when she saw He Yidao take out a bamboo chair out of thin air at first, but after seeing it many times, she got used to it.
When He Yidao was lying on the bamboo chair these days, he was not as quiet as when he was at Tiantai Peak. Instead, he would make a few coughing sounds from time to time.
He Yidao tried his best to suppress it, probably because coughing unbridled would cause injuries to the five internal organs.
Su Ziqi was a little worried at first and would often ask He Yidao how he was doing, but He Yidao would always wave his hand and say it was fine.
Li Yunxi didn't say anything. She knew that He Yidao was definitely seriously injured when he was kicked by the white dog's claws.
If He Yidao's physical strength hadn't suddenly increased a lot, he might not be lying in the sun coughing now.
Li Yunxi was not too worried about He Yidao, because He Yidao would occasionally take out a few pills and put them into his mouth.
She knew that it was the healing elixir that Jingyang left for He Yidao.
Li Yunxi was not injured during the battle with Bai Gou, but the sword energy in her body had been overdrawn, making her unable to continue.
Therefore, Li Yunxi almost recovered after taking Monk Liuru's Buyuan Pill.
In the past few days, He Yidao was lying on a bamboo chair recovering from his injury. Li Yunxi often meditated and practiced. Mr. Wu went from door to door to inform people about the reopening of the school.
As for Su Ziqi, under the guidance of Mr. Wu, she would often sit in the room and read quietly.
Suddenly, a ray of sunlight penetrated the leaf and shone on He Yidao's face.
He Yidao felt a little dazzling, so he sat up from the bamboo chair.
He looked inside the room and found that Su Ziqi was still reading, so he got up from the bamboo chair and walked into the room.
"Cough cough cough..." He Yidao walked to the door and couldn't help but cough a few more times.
"He Xianchang, you're here." Su Ziqi heard He Yidao's cough and quickly stood up from the desk and looked at He Yidao standing at the door.
He Yidao felt that Su Ziqi was too polite, so he said, "Call me Mr. He next time."
Su Ziqi was a little confused, "Sir, doesn't he call someone who preaches and teaches?"
He Yidao smiled and didn't want to explain more, "This is just an honorific title. You can also call me that."
Seeing what He Yidao said, Su Ziqi hesitated for a moment, and then faced He Yidao and performed the etiquette of a student meeting a gentleman, bowed and called: "Mr. He."
He Yidao looked at Su Ziqi's serious look and felt that she was a bit rigid and lacked the liveliness and playfulness that a child of her age should have.
This may also be because she calms down more easily than other children.
"Do you know where you can fish in the village?" He Yidao asked.
Su Ziqi was a little confused, "Mr. He, are you going fishing? There is a small river in the south of the village. I might see someone from the village going fishing there."