After receiving the news from Cui Ximin, An Xiaohui was concerned about her lover and didn't even have time to eat dinner. She directly used her light skills to come to Quzhou Land Temple with Yuan Chengzhi.

This temple has been around since ancient times, and its incense is extremely popular, but the court is declining day by day. Even people have few bites of food under natural and man-made disasters. How many people can even care about the incense of the land master? Therefore, it became dilapidated and became a place for refugees and beggars.

"Big brother!" "Big brother!"

At this time, Fang Ming was surrounded by a bunch of beggars. He was gentle on his face and sent some copper coins and scattered silver. His mind was gentle and peaceful, with a faint sense of compassion.

His body also has the memory of begging, and naturally he has the same sympathy for beggars. However, some evil beggars around him could only stare at them, their eyes were redder than rabbits. Judging from the injuries on their faces and bodies, it was obvious that they had some bad thoughts before, but they suffered a lot.

"Senior Brother Cui!"

When An Xiaohui saw Fang Ming, her eyes turned red and she ran over: "You...you...you made me suffer so much!"

"Xiaohui! Long time no see! There is also this brother Yuan!" Fang Ming bowed and bowed.

"Okay, let's be here today, come again tomorrow!"

He smiled and asked the beggar to leave, then waved to Yuan Chengzhi and An Xiaohui: "Come with me!"

He went straight into the Land Temple, took the package from the plaque, and handed it to An Xiaohui: "Two thousand taels of gold, no matter how old you are, it's true!"

"It turns out that he went to get gold for An Xiaohui. It seems that the relationship is still there, but why did he become a monk and return to secular life?"

Yuan Chengzhi had no experience in the world, and even Huang Zhen would be confused about what happened in front of him.

Fang Ming smiled slightly, and the "Sitting and Forgotten Heart Sutra" in his body was operating, and he had a hint of wandering and indifferent temperament.

"How can one break it by saying that the world is broken..."

Fang Ming thought to himself: "I thought that after traveling through time, I would break the fate, but how could I know that in a person's life, as long as he exists in the world, he will constantly develop fate and bonds. He will just escape and fall into the devil's obstacles... This is why he was stagnant when he sat in the Forgetful Sutra before..."

If he hadn't traveled through time for a lifetime again, he would have never thought that this aspect was. The Sutra of Sit and Forget is a spiritual technique, and even Nangong Qingcheng could not mention him, so he could only rely on himself to understand it.

It was precisely because of this that Fang Ming re-entered the secular world, hoping to rely on this spiritual experience to make himself further.

And now the most relevant thing to him is the pay of this group of soldiers who broke into the king, so it is better to start and end well.

As for giving alms to beggars, it is naturally a move that comes from one's own mind.

But he called himself "half-hero". He naturally only did half of the good deeds of being a hero. The money depends on his mood, but whether he could be saved depends on the beggars' respective fate.

Anyway, he promised that he would not bully the weak within the scope of the Land Temple, and he ignored it after leaving this place.

He asked himself that he was not a bad person, and his previous actions were just in accordance with his original intention. Once his thoughts were calm, there was naturally no need to persist.

Analyzing one's nature and doing one's own way is also the essence of sitting and forgetting the scriptures.

After paying military pay at this time, Fang Ming suddenly realized that the "Sitting and Forgetful Heart Sutra" was running faster, and the sea of ​​consciousness was bright and bright, and he was almost about to break through to the third state of concentration.

An Xiaohui took the package blankly and looked at Cui Ximin at this time, but fear appeared on her face.

Although Fang Ming's appearance at this time is exactly the same as Cui Ximin before, his temperament, expression, and even the feeling in the dark all made An Xiaohui feel strange, as if Senior Brother Cui suddenly changed someone else.

"Senior Brother Cui is like this. Could it be that he was possessed by some thousand-year-old ghost? He thought of becoming a monk? Otherwise, why did he act very differently before and after, and he was completely different?"

An Xiaohui made up her mind to visit famous ancient temples, seeking a master's action and bring back the original Senior Brother Cui.

Fang Ming, who was regarded as a thousand-year-old ghost, had not yet realized it, and bowed to Yuan Chengzhi and An Xiaohui: "You will part with you here. In the future, the mountains and rivers will be high and the rivers will be long, and there will be a time for you!"

Turning around and trying to leave.

Suddenly, Yuan Chengzhi's figure turned and turned, and was already blocking Fang Ming: "Nephew Cui, I still have something to ask you!"

At this time, the matter involved the master's sect, and Yuan Chengzhi's face was covered with frost. An Xiaohui was worried about her lover and pulled Yuan Chengzhi's arm to signal his subordinates to show mercy.

"I know something about Brother Yuan's question. My younger brother Cui Ximin, the pseudonym I used before!"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes secretly, but knew that no matter how he explained, the other party would not believe it. It would be better to admit it openly.

"Although I have been worshipped by Huashan, the kung fu has been completely transformed, and I can swear that I will never pass on Huashan martial arts in the future..."

This is the last kindness, it depends on whether Yuan Chengzhi can understand it.

Tengteng!!! This was Yuan Chengzhi's several steps back, pointing at Fang Ming, and even his voice trembled: "You actually betrayed the rules of Huashan Gate and deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors!!!"

Not only Yuan Chengzhi, but even An Xiaohui was also disgraceful.

At this time, the sects in the world have extremely strict views. It has always been the most taboo to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. Those who violate the violation have three swords and six holes, and they will never stop until they die. In short, they cannot escape the word "death".

Not to mention that Huashan is also famous in the world, how could he let Cui Ximin break out?

"evil creature!"

Yuan Chengzhi was furious and slapped the door next to him with a palm. His palm was like a knife, and he actually cut down a palm of the same size on the wooden door.

It is not difficult for any master in the martial arts world to cut the wooden door into pieces. The difficulty is that after taking a palm, the entire wooden door is still intact, and the edges of the palm print are extremely smooth, as if they were directly carved. This is the skill of Hunyuan Power.

"Brother Yuan...he...he was just confused for a moment! You...you just spare him!"

An Xiaohui felt sorry for her lover and stood in front of Fang Ming.

"Good...a good Hunyuan Palm..."

Fang Ming was quite eager to try. Although he was probably not an opponent, he was somewhat sure of escaping.

Yuan Chengzhi was also fighting against the heavenly beings at this time. He recalled the slow slowness of Fang Ming's moves several times. He felt that the other party was full of Shaolin Kung Fu and his strength was mellow, and he actually left a lot of room for each move. It was unfathomable and he didn't have much confidence in winning it.

In particular, Yuan Chengzhi glanced at An Xiaohui again: "Oh... and Xiaohui, how could I bear to be sad when I see her..."

After a long time, he sighed and moved away.

"You go! But I will report this to Senior Brother Huang Zhen and his master and ask them to clean up the portal..."

Yuan Chengzhi turned his head and secretly hoped that Cui Ximin would take An Xiaohui away from the world quickly so that he would not have to make his last choice.

"Of course, things need to be settled, and there will be a period of time later! Xiaohui will be taken care of by me. Brother Yuan should think about how to deal with the Wen family's affairs!"

Fang Ming also had a vague thought in his heart. If this matter could be accomplished, even the Divine Sword Immortal Ape Mu Renqing might not have to fight, so he also stopped the internal energy in his hand and left with An Xiaohui.

...

"Senior Brother Cui... Where are we going?" An Xiaohui followed Fang Ming with a package full of gold.

At this time, a disaster was avoided. Although there were still future troubles, An Xiaohui's girlish character finally opened her smile in front of her lover. Her appearance was already beautiful, and the tears on her face were still there, like a rain of peach blossoms, and she was an absolute little beauty.

Seeing this, Fang Ming could only sigh inwardly that Cui Ximin, who had no eyes and was stupid and dull.

"Go to Fengyang first and ask the Governor of Fengyang to ask for something, and then we will send you military pay to the ancient city of Jinling..."

Fang Ming had plans in his mind at this time.

The reason why I still carry An Xiaohui is naturally to cultivate my mind in the world of "Sitting and Forgetful Sutra", and it also means to cut off the world's fate.

In his opinion, An Xiaohui at this time was very similar to the Spider in the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The other party liked only the ruthless boy in Butterfly Valley. After Zhang Wuji became a humble gentleman, he took this feeling lightly.

Fang Ming is now preparing to do the same. An Xiaohui likes only Cui Ximin in the past. After spending a while with him, she will naturally find out the difference between the current "Cui Ximin" and takes the initiative to leave, saving a lot of trouble.

He didn't know that An Xiaohui had already regarded him as a thousand-year-old ghost, and was thinking about getting some incense and ash water for him all day long, or finding several Taoist real people to exorcise evil spirits - if Fang Ming knew what the other party was thinking, he would definitely say: "Congratulations to An, you finally guessed the truth!"

Unfortunately, these things were useless. An Xiaohui worked hard to find all the amulets and other things, and they did useless efforts.

Along the way, Fang Ming felt pity for An Xiaohui to sleep in the open air. He was carrying a thousand taels of gold but did not take it. So he went to a small town county government to steal 500 taels of silver, which caused a sensation all over the city. Unfortunately, how could those mediocre constables find Fang Ming's trace? By the time the whole city was in full swing, he had already taken An Xiaohui away.

Since the expenses along the way were paid by the Emperor Zhu's family to pay him a bill, Fang Ming naturally picked up delicious food and accommodation to take them. From time to time, he also grabbed some ginseng, Polygonatum and other great tonics, boiled them into medicinal food and took them to nourish the body's essence.

Anyway, in the end, his body must be integrated into his body. Naturally, the thicker the energy, the better. Although the small county pharmacy shop does not cherish any good products, it is finally better than nothing.

This day we arrived in Fengyang.

The place where Zhu Yuanzhang started his family is becoming increasingly broken, and it is obvious that he has not recovered from the previous bandits.

"I heard that this is still the emperor's ancestral tomb..."

An Xiaohui Dao.

"It was just burned by the Eight Kings... Hehe... Since ancient times, the imperial court has not fallen and the ancestral tombs have been destroyed, which is unprecedented! The country is not far from being destroyed..."

Fang Ming sneered and said something that would be shocked if ordinary people heard it.
Chapter completed!