Luo Yan looked at Xiaozhi, and Xiaozhi's eyes were full of resentment. Resentment made her eyes turn red. Luo Yan understood that monsters like the fox demon are the most persistent and extreme, and they are the most thorough and unconcealed, regardless of love or hate.

Luo Yan was much taller than Xiaozhi, so he had to bow his head when he looked at her.

"Are you too extreme?" Luo Yan stared at her, "If you don't force some things you don't have, don't force them. Also, I don't like your current outfit very much. It's not suitable for you, and my tone is also not suitable for you."

Xiaozhi's dim eyes suddenly became bright, "What I want to do has nothing to do with you. I chose the path now. Luo Yan, don't overestimate yourself too much. Are you also persistent in facing the unswerving situation?"

Before Luo Yan could fight back, Xiaozhi suddenly laughed, "Also, I like myself very much. You don't like it because you only have Long Buyu in your heart. You can only see her. No one except her."

After saying these words, Koshiba left first. She wanted to leave quickly so that the only little self-esteem left could remain.

Xiuyuan and Master Qiu Ji came to Guoqing Temple.

The restless heart of Xiuyuan's journey seemed to be baptized when he stepped into the temple and no longer had the impetuousness of the past.

He followed Master Qiu Ji to the main hall, and the monks in the temple were busy in an orderly manner. Xiu Yuan looked at the monks in thick clothes and cloth and couldn't help but slow down. Master Qiu Ji turned around and looked at Xiu Yuan, and Xiu Yuan realized that he should indeed speed up.

Master Qiu Ji brought Xiuyuan to his own meditation room, "Xiyuan, I will ask my disciple to take you to clean up a meditation room for you later."

Xiuyuan was stunned, "Master, you have to be polite. Xiuyuan came here to become a monk and practice. Just live with the masters."

Master Qiu Ji smiled, "Before you ordained, you should live in the meditation room first."

It’s hard to cultivate the fate and say anything else. Soon a senior brother came and he got a little fat. Master Qiu Ji called him Kong Jing.

This little master named Kong Jing took Xiuyuan to a small but very clean Zen room in Guoqing Temple.

Xiuyuan put down the thing, and Kongjing sent him hot water again. Xiuyuan was a little flattered, "Master Kongjing, I'll do it myself."

Kong Jing smiled honestly. When he saw Xiuyuan, he was also stunned. No matter how he looked, he was a young master with tender skin. Why did he come here?

Xiuyuan looked around the room, Kong Jing stepped out and brought him the door. Xiuyuan cleaned it briefly and walked out of here. Everyone was very busy. Xiuyuan looked around and looked at unfamiliar places.

As he walked, fewer and fewer people were there. This was behind Guoqing Temple. Xiuyuan saw an old man sitting on a stone table, polishing an iron tool in his hand. Xiuyuan unconsciously walked over and looked at the old man.

He was also dressed in a cloth dress and focused on polishing the objects in his hands on an iron mill.

Xiuyuan looked at it for a while, and the old man turned around and smiled at Xiuyuan. Xiuyuan had always been very pleased by the elders, and he nodded to him.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"I have a bed bolt in my room, which is not easy to use. I have to add this iron tool to stabilize my bed when I am missing." The old man smiled, "But it is very inappropriate. I have to make it into the shape I need." He continued his work.

Xiuyuan did not walk away and continued to watch, "Do you need me to do something for you?" He couldn't help asking this when he saw the old man still sweating profusely in this late autumn.

The old man looked at Xiuyuan and said, "No, I have nothing to do anyway."

Xiuyuan sat down beside him, but the old man didn't look up, "What are you doing in this temple?"

Xiuyuan's expression was plain, "I came to ordain it and became a monk."

The old man suddenly paused and stopped his work. He looked at Xiuyuan, "Are you going to become a monk?"

Xiuyuan nodded and smiled slightly.

The old man suddenly laughed, "It's good to enter Buddhism, but has your heart already reached the Buddha?"

Xiuyuan was asked and didn't know how to answer. He looked at the peaceful sky above Guoqing Temple, "I've already thought about it."

"Is that true?" the old man smiled, "Your time has not come yet."

Xiuyuan looked at the old man in confusion, but he had already stood up and said, "I can't finish it, I can continue tomorrow." After that, he packed up his things and left here. Xiuyuan looked at the back of the strange monk, and he let out a long sigh.

"It's not that you can't be slain, but the time has not come." Xiu Yuan didn't expect that Master Qiu Ji would say the same thing. Xiu Yuan suddenly felt confused. Master Qiu Ji comforted him, "Cultivate fate, entering Buddhism is not as simple as you think, but you need a heart of the world."

The heart of the world, Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, but it was not an escape. Xiuyuan lowered his eyes, "How can I get rid of my heart of the world?"

Master Qiu Ji looked at the cultivation of fate, "As the time comes, the understanding has been thorough, and the world will naturally end."

So, while Master Qiu Ji finished this passage, Xiu Yuan kept reading some Buddhist scriptures in the temple with long hair and plain clothes.

During these two days, he would still meet the monk who grinds the iron tools. The old man was persistent in doing this by himself. Xiuyuan sometimes sat quietly beside him and watched quietly, and the two of them didn't say much.

Sometimes I would joke and say that Xiuyuan likes this place and can calm this worldly heart.

After drinking the cup of water given by my mother-in-law, I felt a severe pain, as if my body was torn from inside.

She couldn't help but scream and held the stone table beside her, "Ah——Mother-in-law——It hurts so much——”

The mother-in-law looked at her, "This severe pain is just the beginning, it has just begun. In the next fourteen days, you have to drink a glass every day, and you can only start to transform slowly after fourteen days."

In other words, this severe pain will last for fourteen days.

She couldn't accept the unswerving pain, and her body was twisted violently due to the pain, "It hurts so much - mother-in-law -"

The depth of the pain made Buyu forget his heartache. When the mother-in-law looked at Buyu's trembling back, she squatted down and pressed Buyu's shoulders, "Do you still want to continue Buyu? This is a little bit, and it will hurt more and more afterwards. Don't forget that you are exchanging souls with fate. This bone-to-heart pain comes at the price."

Buyu's face turned pale, and beads of sweat were soaked out, "I want to continue, mother-in-law - I'm fine -" Buyu almost gritted his teeth and said it. When his mother-in-law saw how sad she was, she knew how sad she was, but Buyu's eyes were so firm.

"Don't forget that although you are still a demon now, you don't have any magic power. The demon can't bear the torture. Can you endure the pain?"

Unswervingly pressing her abdomen, she nodded strongly, "I can."

"You will die in pain, then all your previous efforts will be wasted. Do you want to continue?"

"You want--" Unswerving lips were bitten out of blood. She grabbed the black soil on the ground, and the soil flowed out from her fingers.

When Luo Yan heard this heart-wrenching *, he accelerated his pace, and his bad premonition became stronger again.

Until he reached the entrance of the cave, Luo Yan was completely stunned.
Chapter completed!