Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

The next day, the sky was bright.

Zhang Ming woke up from the meditation, and tossed it into the middle of the night yesterday, and still feels a little groggy until now.

However, the inextinguishable true essence in the body circulates rapidly, like a tide rising and falling slowly.

The Seventh Floor of the One Realm.

He sensed the situation in his body and was quite satisfied.

After finding one's own cultivation path, these few days can be described as a thousand miles, directly crossing the early and middle stages of the reunification realm, just waiting to carve the original life pill and manifest the fate.

Han Laomo's three-turn Chongyuan Gong is worthy of being a top-level foundation-building method, and with Zhang Ming's inextinguishable Heart Sutra, it is like walking on the ground in the realm of unity, and no one will believe it.

Squeak.

He pushed open the door and looked out towards the courtyard.

The rising sun showed its head on the eaves of the wall, rendering the sky orange, and the rays of light fell, with mist lingering, crumpling the light into mottles and swaying with the breeze.

Zhang Ming's eyes stopped.

I saw that in the clear light, there was a woman holding a sword and dancing lightly, and the sword's edge bloomed in the glow of the azure light, reflecting on the woman's body, making her like a fairy in the dust.

Yiqing, you are here.

A smile appeared on Zhang Ming's mouth.

As soon as the woman's long sword was put away, she held it behind her back, and stepped forward step by step. On her cold and pretty face, her eyebrows were like daisies, and the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, like snow lotus blossoming.

Master, is this your body?

Lu Xueqing bowed respectfully, her eyes filled with curiosity, the master in front of her stood in the morning light, dressed like a sea, quiet and elegant, so real.

This was something that Zhang Xiaoyi had never felt before.

Zhang Ming stretched out his hand to remove the hair in front of her forehead, causing the girl to tremble slightly, and said with a smile, It's been hard to travel all night, my hair is messed up, why don't you sleep for a while?

I practiced swordsmanship in the yard in the morning, as if I did it deliberately for myself, this little girl...

Lu Xueqing was dismantled, her face was ruddy, and she explained with a straight face: Master, Yiqing is not tired. Didn't you say that you can't waste a day practicing swordsmanship.

This sentence was said by Zhang Xiaoyi.

Zhang Ming asked with a smile, Where's your master?

Lu Xueqing blinked slightly, is Master still going to act now, how can he be playful like a child?

Master, his old man is...

Before she could finish speaking, she heard the dry howling of Qingquan resounding in the side yard next to her: Master, master, aren't you dead! Woohoo, you finally came back to see me!

Zhang Ming and Lu Xueqing looked at each other.

...

The two hurried across the yard and saw Qingquan kneeling in front of Zhang Xiaoyi with snot and tears.

Master, do you know how my brother and I got here in the past two years? No one beats me, trains me, or bullies me anymore. I... I'm so comfortable!

He held his stomach and showed Zhang Xiao a look, Master, look, I have gained weight, woo woo...

He kind of misses the days when he was beaten by his master.

Cough cough.

Zhang Ming coughed and interrupted his cry.

Qingquan's eyes widened and he shouted: Senior brother! Master is here, you don't have to kneel quickly! It's not easy for him to come to the old man's house, don't delay the time to return to the underworld!

Saying that, he wiped away his tears.

Seeing that his brother was still stunned, Qingquan rushed over in a hurry, grabbed his head and bowed.

Master, calm down! Brother, he must have lost his manners because he was so happy to see you!

He hurriedly explained to his brother.

Zhang Ming spit out one slowly: ?

He had to control Zhang Xiaoyi's cough and said, Cough, Qingquan, this teacher isn't dead yet. Last time, I just had something important to do, so I cheated you.

Now it can only be wrong.

Qingquan was stunned, and immediately turned into ecstasy, hugging Zhang Xiaoyi's thigh and shouting: Master, are you not dead? Master, are you not dead? Great! Senior brother,

Master is not dead!

Qingquan turned around and hugged Zhang Minghuang again.

I know, I know, Master is not dead.

Zhang Ming was dizzy by him, looking at Qingquan who was too excited, he didn't expect that he would miss Master so much, at this time he couldn't tell whether he should laugh or be moved.

That way, he couldn't let him know the truth.

Zhang Ming looked back at Lu Xueqing helplessly.

The girl nodded wisely.

I just said that the master is just as playful as the child, but now it seems that this uncle is the real child.

It's just that Zhang Ming is a little tangled. When he is promoted to the life-shaping realm, Zhang Xiaoyi needs to be integrated with himself. He can't be both a brother and a father, right?

It can't be separated...

While everyone was feeling their feelings, a depressing Buddha's name suddenly rang in their ears: Amitabha, the poor monk Xiaohanshan Temple is very bitter, and I came here to ask!

A person in Yijianmen, whether a disciple or a servant, looked up at this moment.

Sun Buer, who hadn't slept all night, changed his face slightly: This voice... not in the ears, but in the heart! This... is not a means of shaping the life!

He and a group of disciples jumped out of the hall and the door in an instant, and gathered in the front yard of Yijianmen.

Zhang Ming lowered his face and said, Junior Brother, I don't have time to explain, Xiaohanshan Temple is here!

With that said, he led Lu Xueqing to the front yard.

Qingquan hurriedly stood up and said to Zhang Xiaoyi, Master, my apprentice has grown up now, so I'll go to the front yard to teach the bald donkey of Xiaohanshan Temple a lesson for you!

Zhang Xiaoyi touched his head and said with a smile: It's okay, we Lingshuguan will defend the enemy together today.

kindness!

Qingquan chased after him like a chicken blood.

After a while, everyone came to the front yard, only to see an old monk in yellow robe entering the door.

He put his hands together, with a kind-hearted brow, and when he saw a Taoist priest appear, he immediately frowned and asked, Amitabha, who is Qing Hui?

Zhang Ming's eyes jumped, good guy, really hold grudges, this is the angry old monk last night.

I just didn't expect that he would come to the door so openly. I don't know if it was because of self-confidence and profound cultivation, or because Buddhism was disdainful of being as sneaky as the Hehuan Sect.

Before he could answer, he saw Sun Buer coming out of the crowd, and said coldly, Sun Buer, the master of Xia Yijian Sect, may I ask why Master Xuanku is here?

The Taoist priest Qing Hui was the supreme elder of the Qiongyu Sword Sect, and he could not tolerate anyone coming to scold him.

However, Xuan Ku didn't look at him, but looked at the four people in Taoist robes in the field, stared and said: Qinghui, don't you want to debate the level of Buddhism? Why, you don't even have the courage to stand up to the poor monk today. It's gone!

Saying that, he set his eyes on Zhang Xiaoyi.

No way, at this moment, he is the oldest and looks the most majestic, so it is most likely.

Zhang Ming wanted to return to him, but when he saw his expression, he couldn't help but have a plan. If he was wrong, he was wrong.

You must know that even if Zhang Xiaoyi's cultivation is frozen, those passive abilities will still take effect.

While thinking about it, I saw Zhang Xiaoyi, who was tall and had a broad and dignified face, took a step forward.

Master Xuanku, Pindao is Taixuzi, the master of Zhuoguang Mountain's Lingshu Temple, and the Qinghui you are looking for is Pindao's apprentice. I don't know why the master came here, why?

He smiled knowingly.

Hehe, Tai Xuzi? Xuan Ku's eyes narrowed, and gradually turned into an angry shout, It turned out to be a good apprentice you taught! The Buddha is originally the Tao, what a big tone!

He took a step forward abruptly and looked at Zhang Xiao, the overwhelming Huang Chengcheng light poured out from behind him, like a boundless light illuminating the entire Yijianmen in an instant.

Buddha Amitabha, the poor monk will let you know today, what is the boundless Buddha Dharma, turning back to the shore!