On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

One day later, Fang Yuan left this small village.

Tan Qing brought the villagers to see him off, and Liniang wept bitterly. She still had a little hope in her heart, so she gave away the handkerchief embroidered by herself.

"Shangxian..."

Fang Yuan accepted the handkerchief, but took out a sachet from the storage ring: "This is a gift from my junior sister, and I will pass it on to you."

"Junior Sister?" Liniang was dumbfounded.

Fang Yuan hummed, with a gentle look on his face.

Liniang understood, she clenched the sachet tightly in her hand, and stopped talking.

As for Tan Qing, Fang Yuan also sent some spirit stone pills, and then got into the carriage and bid farewell to everyone.

It was Xiao Qing who drove the car.

He sat lazily on the shaft of the carriage, and when he was done, he raised his whip to push the demon horse forward.

"That sachet..."

Fang Yuan reacted quickly: "Junior Sister Li gave me the gift."

"Of course I know it's Li Xiao,?" Xiao Qing raised the corner of her lips slightly, "The embroidery is not very good."

Fang Yuan: "..."

He's quite proud of it.

But looking back now, the sachets and handkerchiefs made by Mu Qiwu are really beautiful. Fang Yuan doesn't know much about them, but he knows that the embroidery is extraordinary.Xiao Qing has a paranoid personality, and she must pretend to be the essence of a woman, so she can fool him around.

But that day he got angry and threw everything back, leaving nothing behind.

Just thinking like this, a hand suddenly appeared in front of him, handing over a dagger.

Fang Yuan was taken aback: "This is?"

Xiao Qing: "Your melee defense is empty, and you can make up for it with a weapon. It's barely complete."

Fang Yuan took it and said thank you.

The dagger was out of its sheath, and its rank was raised by a full level compared to the previous one, reaching the middle rank of the ground rank.The whole body was pitch black, his hands were cold, and there was a ray of blood.

"Is this recast by the senior himself?"

"Ah."

Fang Yuan sensed the dense array of spirit patterns in the dagger, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Only an all-rounder like Xiao Qing dared to engrave so many spirit patterns in the magic weapon.Doing so will undoubtedly increase the difficulty of casting. If there is a slight carelessness in the process, the spirit patterns will mutually repel and self-destruct, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Very precious gift.

Fang Yuan kept it in his heart, this was indeed what he needed, and in the future, he would also have to return a gift of what Xiao Qing needed.

The morning breeze blew through the forehead hair, and the drizzle fell again.

Mo Xiaofan didn't want to go in, so Fang Yuan set up a pot on the small platform and boiled milk tea.The milk tea with sugar is sweet and fragrant, and the small snacks bought in advance are enough to kill the day.

In the evening, Mo Xiaofan studied to practice speaking. He sat cross-legged, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, holding a book and reading intermittently, with a strange accent.

The setting sun sprinkled on him, half of it flickering.

Only then did Fang Yuan realize that he had grown so big.Mo Xiaofan was brought out by him from the Qingfeng Sword Sect, his junior, but in a trance, this relationship became more and more weak.

Because he was getting farther and farther away from the East China Sea and Qingxia Peak. In less than two years, everything changed.

Xie Qingshu once told him that Donghai sent two letters half a year ago, one to Mu Qiwu and one to him.But since we met, Xiao Qing has never mentioned this matter.

Fang Yuan probably guessed what was said in it, but he didn't say anything, and gradually became the default.

He probably doesn't have a teacher anymore.

He should also accept an apprentice.

……

……

It took a month for the carriage to travel from Shangqing to Donglu, and it was already the end of November when it arrived at the Wanfeng Forest in Donglu.

Because it is near the sea and protected by the light of Buddha, the weather in Donglu is slowly getting cold and sinking, and there is silence and delicateness everywhere.Thousands of miles of maple forests are mixed with the surging waves, knocking down large pieces of maple leaves, drifting away, and stirring up a burst of leaf fragrance.

There are also the most mortals in the Eastern Continent. Cultivation is not practiced here, Buddhism and Taoism are prosperous, and mortals live in peace and prosperity.

When Fang Yuan's carriage was walking on Fenglin Mountain Road, a tea stall ran out of the road on both sides.There was an endless stream of pedestrian caravans on the road, and their business was naturally very good, and everyone was smiling.

He also came down for a drink.

"Objectively, you want to become a monk?" The tea stall owner dared not believe it, "Aren't you a Taoist cultivator?!"

Fang Yuan motioned him to keep his voice down, coughed lightly, and drank a cup of tea.

Xiao Qing was playing with Zi Xiao on the side, smiling but not smiling.

The stall owner came back to his senses: "Oh, if this is the case, you have to walk along this road until you reach the Fanyin Temple at the end."

The east land is long and narrow, forming a line from north to south, but the east and west ends are thin and narrow, and the middle part is just connected to the Fenglin Avenue leading to Middle Earth, where Fanyin Temple is located.

Fanyin Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Donglu, and there are countless people who want to become monks there.

The stall owner wanted to go, but the monk inside said he had no connection with Buddhism and refused to accept it.

Otherwise, who sells tea here?

No matter how slow Fang Yuan drank, the tea was still finished. He slowly got into the car and let Xiao Qing take him to Fanyin Temple.

In fact, he has already thought about it, there is no grass in the end of the world, why bother to love a single flower, Mu Qiwu is gone, he still has many Qiwu, such as flower Qiwu, water Qiwu, Xue Qiwu, there is always sweetness Sweet love is waiting for him.

It seems unwise to become a monk.

Moreover, he has entered the holy period, and his lifespan is more than 800 years. At the beginning, Fang Yuan didn't have any idea, after all, he was always a Muggle in the past.But after thinking about it later, this is equivalent to him being able to live from the Qin Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, seeing a vicissitudes of life, and jumping out of life, old age, sickness and death, without having to suffer from cold and starvation, and his heart suddenly opened up.

——It is also equivalent to him not being able to eat meat for 800 years.

But the cowhide has already been blown out, and now he regrets it, doesn't it seem that he has no face.

Fang Yuan pursed his lips, feeling as if he was dragged to attend the parents' meeting, his mind was in a mess, but he couldn't jump out of the car halfway, or kick the "parents" off.

So he slowly looked at Xiao Qing.

Give him a step down, and he won't be angry.

Xiao Qing said softly: "It will arrive soon, don't worry."

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little wronged, and stopped looking at him, silently counting how many snacks and jerky were left in the storage ring, and even really began to wonder if he could memorize so many scriptures.

Dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism is actually not very difficult.

He really wanted to beat Xiao Qing once, whether it was in words or something else.

The Fenglin mountain road is very long, they can't walk to the end in a day, and they need to rest for a night.That night was still Xiao Qing's vigil, or in other words, since the day of the rainstorm, Xiao Qing never let Fang Yuan and Mo Xiaofan stay overnight.

At dusk on the second day, they finally arrived at Fanyin Temple.

There is actually no difference between Buddhist temples and Zhongtu Dazong in essence. They are both places where Taoism and Buddhism are passed on, and there are also conflicts between them.But there is one thing that Donglu is better than Zhongtu, that is, among the Buddhist cultivators, there is only one temple head who is worthy at that time.

Fanyin Temple.

The enchantment circulates and is resplendent. The Fanyin Temple is tall and majestic, with continuous gates and walls. After stepping through the gate, you can clearly see the cliff that falls suddenly. .

The whole temple seems to be trapped between the sea of ​​cedar and maple, only connected by wooden cable bridges, which is so beautiful that it is amazing.

The little monk leading the way clasped his hands together: "The two honored guests have arrived, and we are far away to greet you. Please go inside to invite them."

Xiao Qing stretched out her hand and hugged Fang Yuan off the carriage.

Fang Yuan bit the bullet and walked ahead, and followed the guiding monk to the meditation room for guests.

To be a monk, Fanyin Temple has to like him. If his aptitude is only enough to sweep the floor, then he can leave.

After waiting in the Zen room for a while, a group of people walked in from the outside with brisk steps.The leading old man is wearing a cassock, twisting Buddhist beads in his hands, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. At first glance, he looks like a mortal, but upon closer inspection, he is unfathomable.

Fang Yuan stood up and performed a disciple salute first.

The monk serving tea in the meditation room also lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master."

Fang Yuan was startled, he was only in the holy period, and he didn't have a large number of letters and tokens, how could he alarm the abbot of a temple?

Dong Lin's host is at least above the Heavenly Disabled.

Soon, Fang Yuan found that Host Dong Lin was looking at him.Although it was a sizing, the gaze did not make people feel uncomfortable, but was very loving.The old man kept his brows bent and grinned all the time, and he often smiled. After looking around carefully, he was suddenly overjoyed:

"You see that you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, why don't you shave your head now, abandon the way and join my sect, and you will have a bright future in the future, and you will ascend immediately!"

Fang Yuan: "..."

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