I wrote a Journey to the West so that I could accumulate merits like Buddhism!?

When I saw the female beggar full of pious eyes, she seemed to have become her own believer. I think she is inseparable from the tenth.

this……

Li Xianyuan was ridiculous, but it was not surprising that he thought about the influence of Journey to the West in his previous life.

It is reasonable that Sakyamuni was able to realize enlightenment and become a Buddha under the Bodhi tree.

Li Xianyuan asked the servant Chen Sheng to run away, and went to Li's house to borrow an aunt, and asked Uncle Wu to take the female beggar to the inn for the time being.

After some busy schedule, the sky is getting darker. The setting sun is setting, and the shadows are narrow and narrow.

Li Xianyuan walked towards the destination alone, but he didn't know if it was still time.

If she didn't care about the beggar before and let her die, it would be a solution, but... Li Xianyuan couldn't do such a thing no matter what. Or even human nature would not ignore it.

With half a stick of incense, Li Xianyuan rushed to a residential house and saw white lanterns hanging high outside the door of a residential house and plaques hanging from the plain silk.

Still late.

Scream-

The wooden door opened and the two women walked out of the door. They talked to the people inside the door and said goodbye, then walked towards Li Xianyuan.

"It's really unreasonable. Before my father died, my son hurriedly hung up a funeral lantern."

"Yes, but it won't last a few hours like that. Just hang up early, just hang up early."

The two walked quickly and passed by Li Xianyuan beside them and heard some conversations faintly.

Not dead yet?

Li Xianyuan turned his head and looked at the two women hurriedly leaving their backs. The street was dim and the moonlight was blocked by clouds. With the lanterns hanging high at the door, the atmosphere was depressing.

I saw a mist suddenly emerge from the corner, surging like a living thing, surging in a blink of an eye, rushing toward Li Xianyuan's feet, sank his calf into it.

But the two women still turned to the corner unconsciously and disappeared. This time, it was a little different. Li Xianyuan still heard it, and he didn't know if it was related to merit.

Li Xianyuan's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't blink to the depths of the street.

Two figures appeared in vain, one white and one black, one tall and one thin and one short and one fat. A smile was always in a solemn and silent. A mourning stick, a chain and a handcuff, a light touch, and drifted towards Li Xianyuan.

The streets were desolate, and the cowardly people were so scared that they were so scared that they were peeing their pants.

Tolerate the throbbing in his heart, Li Xianyuan blocked the body of Heibai Wuchang and bowed: "Let's go down to Li..."

The two ghost officers ignored him and became closer and closer, and they collided with Li Xianyuan. The next moment... they penetrated directly from their body.

The ghost messenger entered his body, and his whole body was unable to move, and it was numb. Fortunately, it was only a moment. Li Xianyuan turned around before he could calm down and saw two ghost messengers floating into the house.

For a moment, the crying sound faintly came out from the courtyard wall.

Impermanence seeks life.

Li Xianyuan vomited out turbid air, and when they collided, he couldn't help but stand up even though he was sweating. He stared at the door. Soon, two ghost messengers rushed out of the door with a ghost and floated towards Li Xianyuan.

The two had no intention of paying attention to Li Xianyuan and were about to run into him. Li Xianyuan suddenly felt a move in his heart and took something out of his sleeve.

"Please accept the two ghost messengers."

The two ghost messengers suddenly stopped and looked at each other, and Bai Wuchang accepted it with a smile.

Li Xianyuan took it out as a helpless move, but unexpectedly it succeeded. What he took out was nothing else, but the paper money was blown on his face by the wind, and he took it down and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Bai Wuchang said: "You have the intention, tell me. You have been looking for what we do."

It said this, indicating that Li Xianyuan has noticed several times before, but it has only used some methods to hide it from Li Xianyuan to discover it.

Li Xianyuan said straight to the point: "The two said that I was not too much time when Old Woman Li died, so I came to ask for advice."

"This..." Bai Wuchang hesitated.

Hei Wuchang said coldly: "I told you to talk too much."

Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "You clearly said this."

Li Xianyuan saw something and bowed: "When I go back, I will give the two ghost messengers more paper money."

"Are you not yet weak?" Li Xianyuan finished speaking, Bai Wuchang said decisively.

“Not yet.”

At twenty years old, Li Xianyuan is only thirteen years old, and he is still far from that."

"I think it's the broken spirit root. If you don't look at the sky eyes, you can see us. Only the broken spirit root is possible."

Li Xianyuan didn't understand: "What is the broken spirit root?"

"Literally, the spiritual roots are broken."

"The spiritual roots are broken... Is this related to my life?"

"If your heart is broken, can you still live?" Bai Wuchang asked sneered and said, "The same is true for the broken spiritual roots, but you will live for a longer time."

"how long."

"It can be as long as a year, and it can be as short as a few months."

Li Xianyuan was silent.

The ghost behind Heibai Wuchang is in a daze and his eyes are dull. After death, mortals suddenly leave their bodies and fall into the lantern. This is true.

The clouds that blocked the moonlight retreated, and a ray of moonlight poured down Li Xianyuan's side face as cold as frost. It made Bai Wuchang's smile even more strange.

"There can be a way to save it."

"Yes." I thought Bai Wuchang would refuse, but he didn't expect the answer to be decisive. But then he smiled maliciously: "As long as you learn the method of immortality."

"The method of immortality..."

"For example, I ate peaches in the fairy garden, swallowed the ginseng fruits of Zhenyuan Daxian, learned the thirty-six Tiangang, the 72 transformations of the Earth Evil. ** Xuan Gong, and ate the golden elixir of Taishang Laojun." Bai Wuchang smiled strangely, as if he thought it was so interesting.

"Or maybe we brothers will arrest your soul and take it to the underworld. If you die, you will not be reincarnated, isn't it a lifetime?"

"There is another way." Hei Wuchang, who had never spoken, spoke coldly.

Bai Wuchang laughed: "My brother is not good at speaking. I say. The King of Hell told you to die in the third update, who would dare to keep people until the fifth update? If your life is fifteen years old and you have not swallowed any spiritual fruit elixir before, you will naturally be able to live fifteen years old. But if you swallowed it, your life will increase."

"In addition to this, there is a second method, practice. As long as you embark on the path of practice, your life will naturally increase."

"Cultivate..." Li Xianyuan pondered.

Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "Don't think about it. The foundation building has been built for twenty years. Some talented years are similar, and there are also twenty years with poor qualifications. As for your... your spiritual roots are broken, and even if you have crane hair, it's useless. If you don't have much time, it's better to enjoy the mortal world more during this period, or just let us two brothers be detained now, so you can save time and go there again."

...

Hei and Bai Wuchang left with his soul in his mind. Before leaving, Bai Wuchang said to Li Xianyuan not to forget what he had promised before.

Li Xianyuan was in a daze. After going down the mountain, Tong Sheng wrote a poem about strange phenomena in his desk, and was named Neihou, and was famous for his reputation.

The misfortune suddenly comes. I am told that it can be as short as several months or as long as one year.

When Li Xianyuan regained consciousness, he suddenly realized that he was coming to the lake.

The lake is quiet and desolate in the distance, and the lake is deserted and silent in the vicinity.

The method of immortality...

Cultivation...
Chapter completed!