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

   Chapter 103 Dharma is boundless, turning back is the shore

   The next day, the sky was bright.

  Zhang Ming woke up from the meditation, and tossed until midnight yesterday, and still feels a little groggy until now.

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

   "The Seventh Floor of the Unity Realm."

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

  After finding his own way of practice, these days can be described as a thousand miles, directly crossing the early and middle stages of the reunification realm, just waiting to carve the natal essence and manifest the fate.

  Old Demon Han's 3-turn Chongyuan Gong is worthy of being a top-level foundation-laying technique, and with Zhang Ming's indestructible Heart Sutra, it is like walking on the ground in the realm of reunification, and no one will believe it.

   Squeak.

   He pushed open the door and looked towards the courtyard.

  The morning sun shows its head on the eaves of the wall, rendering the sky orange, and the rays of light fall, and there is a mist lingering, crushing the light into mottled, swaying with the breeze.

   Zhang Ming's gaze stopped.

  I saw a woman dancing lightly with a sword in the clear light. The blade of the sword bloomed in the glow of the glow, reflecting on the woman, making her look like a fairy in the dust.

   Zhang Ming's mouth showed a smile.

   "Yiqing, you are here."

   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 as dark as daisies, and the corner of her mouth smiled slightly, like a snow lotus blooming.

   "Master, is this your body?"

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

   This is something that Zhang Xiaoyi has never felt.

   Zhang Ming stretched out his hand and lifted the hair on 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 all morning, as if I did it on purpose 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 is 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 a clear spring from 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 stretched his stomach and showed Zhang Xiao a look, "Master, look, I've gained weight, woo woo..."

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

   "Cough cough."

   Zhang Ming coughed, interrupting his cry.

  Qingquan's eyes widened immediately and he shouted, "Senior brother! Master is here, don't you kneel down 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!"

   said, he wiped away his tears.

  Qingquan saw that Senior Brother was still stunned, he couldn't help rushing over, 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 for his brother.

   Zhang Ming slowly spit out a: "?"

   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, and I cheated you."

   Now you can only make mistakes.

   Qingquan was stunned, and immediately turned into ecstasy, hugging Zhang Xiaoyi's thigh and shouting, "Master, you are not dead? Master, you are not dead? Great! 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 overexcited, he didn't expect him to miss Master so much, at this time he couldn't tell whether he should laugh or be moved.

   This way, he can't let him know the truth.

   Zhang Ming reluctantly looked back at Lu Xueqing.

   The girl nodded wisely.

   I said just now that the master is just as playful as a 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?

   This can't be separated...

   Just as 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...it's not a means of shaping the life realm!"

   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!"

   said, he led Lu Xueqing to the front yard.

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

   Zhang Xiaoyi touched his head and said with a smile, "Well, let's fight the enemy together today at Lingshuguan."

"kindness!"

   Qingquan chased after him as if he had been beaten with 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, I really hold grudges, this is the angry old monk last night.

   I just didn’t expect him to come to the door so openly and honestly. I don’t know if it’s because of self-esteem, or because Buddhism is 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 Xiayijianmen, may I ask why Master Xuanku is here?"

   Qing Hui Daoist is the Supreme Elder of the Qiongyu Sword Sect, and he can't 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!"

   said, he set his eyes on Zhang Xiaoyi.

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

   Zhang Ming wanted to go back to him, but seeing his expression, he couldn't help but think of 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.

   After 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 Zhuoguangshan Lingshu Temple, and the Qinghui you are looking for is the disciple of Pindao. I don't know why the master came here?"

   He smiled knowingly.

   "Hehe, Taixuzi?" Xuanku's eyes were condensed, and gradually turned into an angry shout, "It turns out that you taught a good apprentice! Buddha is the Tao, what a big tone!"

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

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

   (end of this chapter)