The young monk has returned to secular life

As a person in the extreme realm of the human world, Zhizun naturally understands the eight realms of cultivation better than most practitioners.

He didn't know what the realm of "Immortal Lord" was, but he had suspected more than once that the eighth-grade supreme master did not seem to be the end of cultivation.

Moreover, by chance, he read an ancient book in Zangfeng Tower.

The things recorded above seem to be very mysterious.

But at that time, when he saw this ancient book, he had not yet reached the supreme realm, so he did not pay too much attention to it.

Looking back now, these mysterious things seem to have some connection with "immortal".

He decided to study it more carefully to see if he could find anything useful.

The Duke's Mansion.

Yi Zhen was still complaining that Mu Yunqing was too harsh. He had checked on the way back and found that both armpits were blue.

The key is that the Bodhi tree refused to repair it for him. He called Mu Mu in his mind for a long time, but Mu Mu ignored him.

Yi Zhen knew that this guy must have done it on purpose.

Ever since I became aware of his existence, his style of doing things has also changed.

He began to act out of character and no longer followed the same rules as before.

NND, no one dares to bully me.

Is this a rebellion?

Qingmei didn't like him even more, and she curled her lips and taunted him: "If it weren't for my young lady, you would have become a monk."

Yizhen also snorted: "You're right, if it weren't for your young lady, I would have become a monk."

Qingmei blinked and whispered softly: "Hey, why does the taste of the same words change when it comes out of your mouth?"

Mu Yunqing covered his mouth and smiled: "Okay, the matter has been resolved, so don't mention it again.

Yi Zhen was raised by his master Zhizun. In his heart, his master was just like his father.

Marriage matters are always ordered by our parents, and we must get their consent.

In fact, it's the same for me. If my father hadn't lost his memory, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

What's more, we now know Master Zhizun's painstaking efforts, and there is no reason to blame him. "

Yi Zhen was full of gratitude for Mu Yunqing's understanding. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: "Well said, you have successfully entered the role of a good wife.

We must keep up the good work and keep up the good work.

If you wash my feet at night, I will treat it as an apology to my husband. "

Mu Yunqing gave him a smile like a plum blossom: "If you don't worry about your feet turning blue, this fairy can satisfy you~"

Yizhen let out a long sigh: "Amitabha, wait until the day when the young monk cultivates the golden body of Arhat, and then I will learn your clever tricks."

Qingmei sneered and said: "You have already returned to secular life, why do you still practice Buddhism? Why don't you practice immortal magic with my lady?"

"He has no immortal roots and cannot practice immortal magic." Mu Yunqingjiao smiled and waved her hand, then turned to look at Yizhen, "However, I have a question to ask you."

"What's the problem?" Yi Zhen asked.

Mu Yunqing suppressed his laughter and asked softly: "I heard that monks shave their heads regularly. Why have I never seen you shave your head since we met? Why is your bald head always so bright?"

This question stumped Yizhen.

He searched through all his memories, and the most recent record he found was when he was seven years old, when the Bodhi tree took root in his mind.

This made him a little confused. Could it be that the bodhi tree could secretly eat his hair roots?

"Mumu, can you give me an answer?" Yi Zhen threw the question to Mumu.

Mumu still didn't speak, but he trembled.

Then, Qingmei and Mu Yunqing laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Yi Zhen asked doubtfully.

Mu Yunqing laughed and pointed at his head with her jade finger.

Yi Zhen touched his head suspiciously.

Huh?

I actually have hair, but...

One...two...three...gone!

Sanmao!

"Mumu, is this a good thing you did?" Yi Zhen's face turned green with anger.

Mu Mu still didn't speak, but he shivered again.

Yi Zhen touched his head again.

Smooth.

Now it was Mu Yunqing and Qingmei's turn to be suspicious.

"Hey, it turns out your hair can control its own growth. What kind of Buddhist teaching is this?"

Yi Zhenxin said that this is not Buddhism and there is nothing we can do about it.

"Amitabha, hair comes from the heart."

"Isn't love born from the heart?" Qingmei asked.

"Hair is a kind of appearance." Yi Zhen continued to talk nonsense to her.

"Then why don't you let yourself grow hair?" Qingmei asked again.

"It's too troublesome to wash your hair."

"..."

Qingmei gave him a look of disdain and said, "You are so lazy," and left with her lips curled up.

In the afternoon, the Duke's Mansion announced the news of Mu Guogong's awakening in a high-profile manner, and also stated that it was Yizhen who saved Mu Guogong.

In order to thank Yi Zhen for saving his life, Duke Mu betrothed his daughter to him on the spot.

At the same time, Duke Mu announced that Xinzhou’s taxes would be reduced by half this year and congratulated the people.

Not even a quarter of an hour after the notice was posted, Zhong Shiduo hurried over.

As the prospective son-in-law of the Duke's Mansion, Yizhen personally welcomed him into your living room.

This was the first time Zhong Shiduo had interacted with Yi Zhen on a formal occasion, so naturally they had to exchange pleasantries when they first met.

"Oh, nephew Yi Zhenxian is indeed a very talented person.

I heard that you...were once a disciple of the wise elder of Bodhi Temple?

No wonder he was able to save Duke Mu.

If my daughter hadn't gotten married, I would have fought with him no matter what.

Ha ha……"

Yi Zhenxin said, given your dignified appearance, I would not dare to marry your daughter.

"Amitabha, General Zhong has given me the award, but the young monk really doesn't dare to accept it."

Zhong Shiduo coughed lightly and corrected: "My dear nephew, just call me General. I am not yet sixty years old, so I am not old... Haha..."

Yi Zhen hurriedly said haha, thinking that seeing how much fun you have, the word "old" really doesn't suit you.

What's more, you are still a master of the Seventh-Rank Enlightenment Saint Realm. This realm is indeed not too old for your age.

It's just... I'm afraid you won't be able to survive this "tribulation".

Just at this time, Mu Yunqing walked in holding Mu Guogong's arm.

Zhong Shiduo hurriedly laughed and stood up, took two steps and hugged Duke Mu into his arms.

The two big hands were still patting and patting Mu Guogong's back.

If Mu Yunqing hadn't told him that the relationship between the two families was ordinary, Yi Zhen would have really thought that he was showing his true feelings.

"Brother, you finally woke up. I thought you would never wake up again."

Sure enough, the secret was revealed as soon as he spoke.

He didn't expect Mu Guogong to get well.

With the help of Mu Yunqing, Mu Guogong "liberated" from Zhong Shiduo's "enthusiasm".

As if he was taking revenge, he coughed and said: "Brother, if I can wake up, I will be lucky if I survive the catastrophe.

But dear brother, after not seeing each other for several years, why has your beard turned gray and your hair black?

You have to take good care of yourself and don't accidentally walk in front of me. "

Yi Zhen couldn't help but glance at Mu Yunqing: You told your father that this guy was "transcending the tribulation".

Mu Yunqing rolled his eyes: I didn't say anything.

Yi Zhen was a little confused now.

Could it be that Mr. Mu Guogong really taught himself the "linen fortune teller" and could not only read the palms of little girls, but also the faces of rough men?

Mu Guogong didn't know that his impromptu performance attracted Yi Zhen's attention.

His next words were even more extraordinary: "Brother, please listen to my advice. You have too many sons, so you must designate an heir as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if you suddenly died one day, wouldn't the General's Mansion be in chaos? "