Maochun saw the Taoist priest as if he had seen an old friend who had been together for a long time. He was so kind that he hurriedly got out of the sedan chair and greeted him, "Taoist priest, it's really you."

The Taoist priest also saluted Maochun, "Mr. Li, long time no see."

"Why are you standing here? Come to the house soon." Maochun's tone was unstoppable, and the Taoist priest couldn't refuse, so he followed Maochun in, so he went in. Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do. He saw Maochun turn around and look at him, "Why are you still standing here? The Taoist priest is coming in."

I didn’t know what to say about Xiuyuan, so I walked in with me.

Maochun and Taoist priest came all the way in, "Where is Mochou, why haven't she come back?"

The Taoist priest looked back at Xiuyuan. Xiuyuan followed behind the two people, and could not be too close or dared to be too far away.

But the conversation between the two people can be clearly heard.

Maochun also understood the Taoist priest's eyes as soon as he saw it, and sighed, "Tell me, this fox demon is ruined."

This is for Xiuyuan to hear. Xiuyuan was silent all the time. The Taoist priest looked at Xiuyuan without caring about it, "After all, it is normal for young people to have not experienced the ups and downs."

Maochun sighed, "This family is no longer awesome. I can't tolerate cultivating fate like this."

The two walked to the main hall, Xiuyuan had no intention of entering. He just wanted to find Mo Chou. Looking at his son's hesitation, Mao Chun gave his son a blank look, "Come in, Xiuyuan."

"Father, I--"

"Is there anything else?" Maochun looked at Xiuyuan angrily. Xiuyuan was about to speak and made Maochun choke back, "Don't think about finding that fox demon."

This sentence completely shattered the hope of cultivating fate, and he followed the two old men in.

Buyu has always been a nightmare these days and can't fall asleep every day. When she wakes up at night, she always sighs and walks out of bed. She walks to the edge of the cave. The moonlight spills in like water. She touches the cold stones. She is thinking about cultivating fate.

Where are you?

Similarly, the person who was missed was missing others, and Xiuyuan couldn't sleep. He was a little confused. Xiuyuan tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep, but then he arrived at the purple bamboo forest again.

After clearing the thick fog, he was already familiar with how to get to the Buddhist temple, so he walked in. The quiet corridor, falling flowers, flowing water, and fog were like the mood of cultivating fate, which made him so confused.

"You are here." The voice that had stopped Xiuyuan from surprise sounded again. Xiuyuan turned around and said, "I am here."

The Luohan looked at him, "You have lost a lot of weight."

Xiuyuan nodded politely, "I have a good rest these days."

The Arhat made a gesture to him, meaning to invite him to come inside, and Xiuyuan walked in with the Arhat's immortal trail, and it was still the same Buddhist temple.

When the two of them sat down, the Arhat remained calm as usual, with the string of incomplete Buddhist beads in his hand. For some reason, he felt sad when he saw the string of Buddhist beads.

"I'm sorry," Xiu Yuan bowed deeply, the Luohan's hand stopped, and he paused deeply.

Unswervingly launching the killing of killing means that the suffering of the Arhat has not ended, and there may be further increase, and this also means that he is the same.

The Arhat shook his head and looked outside the door, "Cultivate fate, look at the fallen flowers."

Xiuyuan looked along the Arhat's hand, and the flowers were floating all over the courtyard. Xiuyuan was stunned by the wind blowing. He plucked the silk, and the Arhat had already stood up.

"No one can stop the falling flowers from falling and going with the wind," he then looked at Xiuyuan, "This is called fate."

Xiuyuan didn't understand, so he stood up and looked at the Arhat. He turned the string of incomplete Buddhist beads, "I have always known that this is our destiny, we knew it five hundred years ago."

Xiuyuan was still strange. The Arhat called him to sit down. In front of him was a Buddha bowl. Xiuyuan looked at the Buddha bowl, and there was a bowl of clear water inside. The Arhat gently knocked it. The water in the Buddha bowl gradually boiled water, and then a clear scene appeared. Xiuyuan widened his eyes. The Buddha bowl appeared in the Buddha bowl. His pure white hair shone with colorful light in the sun. The most important thing was that the fox had nine tails. He stood on the hill and turned around. Xiuyuan was very familiar with those eyes. His bright eyes were turning lively, "Unswer."

Xiu Yuan stared at the fox with his eyes, and he was shocked. The fox was heading towards a tall man in black. The man lowered his head and stroked the fox gently, and Buyu was obviously enjoying his touch under him.

Xiu Yuan looked at the pleasing little beast and felt warm in his heart. It was the nature of an animal and his pleasing instinct. So Xiu Yuan's eyes gathered on the tall man, and the man in black suddenly picked it up and threw it down at the foot of the mountain.

Buyu let out a scream and had already fallen under the hill. Xiuyuan couldn't help but cover her mouth. Buyu's thin body was trembling and she was injured.

Xiuyuan looked at the Arhat, "This is—"

The Arhat was still calm. He sighed and gently knocked on the Buddha's bowl. The scene became clear again. It was a scene of unswervingly being rescued. She was caught by the hunter's clip and injured her leg and screamed there.

Xiuyuan, who was calling for help, felt a thrill in his heart.

Then the hunter appeared, put away his clip, picked up the injured one, and carried it like a dying animal.

Xiuyuan looked at it until the Arhat appeared and he looked up at the Arhat, and he still looked calm.

As the Arhat was approaching, he saved Buyu and followed him. These scenes were very familiar because they appeared in dreams too many times.

The last scene was a scene where the Arhat looked at the dying and put the Buddhist bead in front of her. He looked at it meaningfully, then clicked the Buddhist bead and finally walked out.

Xiuyuan looked at her forever, and she gasped. Finally, she seemed to hesitate for a long time. She bit off the largest one on the string of Buddhist beads in one bite and then ate it.

The little boy walked in and he said something to Buyu, "Go away quickly, don't let the arhat down." This was the last thing Xiao Tong said to Buyu. Buyu looked at Xiao Tong, and he closed the door and walked out.

Buyu came out and left the purple bamboo forest. She looked around and the Buddhist beads had an effect in her body, emitting a golden yellow light, looking at her body.

At this moment, the man in black appeared. When Buyu raised his head, he was already standing beside him. He stroked Buyu's head with his hand again. Buyu was afraid at first, but gradually adapted to the temperature of his hand and turned his head there to enjoy it.

Then he spread his hands, jumped onto his hand and left here.

Xiu Yuan looked at the man in black and suddenly felt as if he had discovered something. He suddenly realized and looked at the Luohan in surprise.

The Arhat is still as calm as water.

Xiuyuan shook his head, "Why, why, did you know from the beginning?"

The Arhat didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to smooth out the waves, and the scene disappeared.

Cultivation Yuan looked at the Buddha's bowl incredibly. He looked at the Arhat again, and couldn't stop shaking his head, "Why why--"
Chapter completed!