Chapter 1 The Lone Monk Asks Stupid Along the Road

Shenzhou is vast, full of wind and bright eyes. Zhou Hanzhi and Qi Miao reflect the north wind and the slanting sun, accompanied by the floating clouds under the feet, all the way.

This practitioner's spirit soared, far better than ordinary cars, horses and boats. The two of them used all their strength and never stopped on the road. In the end, they had passed the north bank of the Yellow River. On this evening, the sun gradually faded, and in the haze, a slight twilight appeared.

After these days of fighting, she went on her way without sleep. In the end, Yuangong was affected by the cold and true spirit, and she felt a little dull. She said softly:

"Brother Hanzhi, I have been on my way for the past few days, but I'm also a little tired. Why don't we go to the city in front of us for a short break? What do you think?"

Zhou Hanzhi's several fights in the past few days have not consumed a lot of true qi. He looked down and saw a small city in the distance. In this intercity, it was slowly fading away the noise of that day. There were many houses, and a few wisps of smoke and dust were slowly rising. At midnight, the stars gradually revealed a few Divided by color.

He looked at his sister's face and couldn't help but feel a little tired when he saw the beautiful face. He couldn't help thinking pitifully in his heart: "Tingwan still doesn't know that the master who raised her for many years is her biological father, but now he is no longer in the world."

Thinking of her rough life, Zhou Han couldn't help but secretly make up his mind that he would never be separated from his sister again. For the rest of his life, he would do his best to take care of her and protect her.

He nodded and readily agreed, "I'm not in a hurry for a while. Let's go into the city and take a break."

So the two slowly landed on the outskirts of the city, strolled into the city, and sat in a teahouse by the roadside. It should be noted that both of them were quite successful in Taoism. They didn't need to eat grain anymore, so they just sit quietly, sipping a sip of tea, and cultivate the yuan spirit.

Zhou Hanzhixue has the Huangting key technique taught by Xiaoxian. This technique is better than imperial qi. At this time, he closed his eyes and calmed down, and the real yuan flowed in his inner breath. Since then, he has carried this skill to a Sunday. In this way, he felt that a fire melted in the Dantian. In addition to the real qi biochemistry, the losses of the past few days have been made up a lot.

Qi Miaoguan's face was different. She knew that she was doing her work, but it was inconvenient for her to ask. She was afraid that a word would expose her identity, but at this time, Zhou Hanzhi slowly asked:

"In my sister's Yuangong, there is actually a cold air, but I don't know what happened to you in recent days?"

It turned out that in addition to nourishing Qi, Huangting's technique was also good at Wangqi. A few days ago, Zhou Hanzhi lost his fierce and domineering true qi and turned to condense a body of yin and cold true power. At this time, he made a statement to ask, but saw Qi Miao and replied slowly:

"A few days ago, when I was wandering there, my little sister was careless and had a conflict with Mr. Jingliu. In the end, she was unfortunately taken away by Xiao Tianxu. There was such an adventure between these mistakes..."

Next, Qi Miao added fuel and vinegar to tell the story of Jingliu, to the idea that he was deceived by Mr. Jingliu's calculations, but absorbed his cold and true spirit, and he suffered from not being able to perform it, which limited his own skills.

This is half true and half false. You should know that the lie that is most likely to be exposed in the world is blind talk nonsense. Only three truths are included in seven lies. It is not easy to see whether it is true or false.

Zhou Hanzhi was suspicious and carried out Huangting's essential skills. He quietly pry into the seven wonders in his divine consciousness, but he saw that the yuan god inside her was like a small cluster of faint blue flame, shining. The feeling of familiarity was no different from his childhood sweetheart's. It should be known that even if it has changed into a side People's appearance imitates the words and manners vividly, and even depicts the charm and temperament of the changed person, but the inner yuan god is still very different and cannot be easily changed.

He was relieved and smiled without saying a word.

At this time, a loud laugh suddenly came from the street, and someone laughed and said, "Well, monk, what are you talking about? Is it that you have surpassed a cat if you are late?"

Qi Miao and Zhou Han stopped looking and saw a tall monk seven or eight feet long from the south of the street. He was about 20 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in a black and gray mainly colored jacket, standing there talking with three or two idle men.

But I saw a man who was not tall, tied his hair randomly, tied his coat around his waist, and asked with a smile, "Where did you come from, this stunned monk?"

"I have walked all the way from the Guangji Temple in Jiulu Mountain. Now I'm hungry at night, and I want to ask several villagers to give me some advice on where to stay..." The monk replied angrily.

"Julu Mountain, isn't it in the Yuhang area? According to this, there are hundreds of miles!" The man was surprised.

"Look, the straw shoes on his feet are intact. If he really walked hundreds of miles, he would have worn out the shoe rope earlier!" Another idle man pointed to the monk's shoes and reminded him.

These people looked down at the words, but saw that the monk was wearing a pair of brand-new straw shoes on his feet. Everyone immediately coaxed, "This monk is also deceptive!"

Someone shouted, "It's not a liar from somewhere. Come here to eat and drink."

"No, no!" The monk shook his head like a rattle and hurriedly argued, "This is a new shoe that my family gave me a cat."

"Hey? Didn't you just say that because you overdid a cat and missed the time when Mr. Liu gave good porridge in front of you, you walked two more hours hungry and came to our city? The naked man asked again.

"Yes, the poor monk happened to pass by Liujiazhuang and saw a teenager standing on the roadside, holding a black and white kitten in his arms, sobbing. When I went to ask, I heard the child say that this was his kitten. I don't know what he was greedy for, scratched his stomach, and vomited blood to death. He was sad. So he cried here, and the poor monk helped him bury the cat and recited the scriptures to surpass him.

"A cat, haha," the man laughed and said, "This is really a strange news in the world. What have you done?"

"I read one of the Prajna Heart Sutra, one of the Rebirth Curses, and seven other "Tibet Sutras" and made meritorious deeds to help her rebirth with bliss." The monk's answer was meticulous.

His serious look fell into the eyes of this group of people, which was even more interesting. Someone smiled and asked, "What's your name, monk?"

"The poor monk's name is stupid." The monk replied in a low voice.

"Haha, it's really stupid and stupid!" The naked man laughed and asked him, "If you see any kittens and puppies dying on the ground along the way, do you have to go over it? If so, when will you get to your destination?"