Infinite true path

"Boss, help me get two pots of tea for this old man." After receiving the request from the old man next to him, Huan Yin shouted to the tea shop owner without any hesitation.

Huan Yin really had no way to refuse such an old man's request. Even in his opinion, a mere two hundred spiritual stones were not enough to compensate for the disaster that Wuliang Sect's Yongzhou branch had brought to these old people.

The tea shop owner glanced at Huan Yin in surprise, but quickly agreed. The old man's eyes became brighter, and he bowed to Huan Yin and thanked him repeatedly.

Huan Yin thought that he could not bear the old man's thanks, because he knew very well that he might be able to help the old man in front of him, but he could not help all the old people in the city. He has the will, but is powerless. No matter how much he does, it will only be a drop in the bucket.

"Hey, if all these people know that I am a monk from the Wuliang Sect, I'm afraid I will incur their resentment in an instant." While being polite to the old man next to him, Huan Yin thought in his heart.

Finally, the tea shop owner brought two pots of tea and handed them directly to the old man who begged Huan Yin. The old man took the tea and obviously wanted to take a sip directly. However, he held back forcefully, obviously wanting to keep it for his old woman to drink.

Then, he bowed to Huan Yin very seriously and said, "Thank you, my benefactor! You have a Bodhisattva heart just like the saints in our city. Good people will be rewarded. You will definitely achieve enlightenment in the future." Flying into the sky and becoming an immortal!"

The old man's speech was a little hoarse because of his dry throat. Huan Yin saw that the old man was reluctant to drink the tea in his hand, so he quickly poured a bowl of tea from the teapot on his table and handed it to the old man.

When the old man saw Huan Yin like this, he was still giving him water, and his old eyes became slightly moist. After taking the tea, he said: "Benefactor, you are really just like our saint, a living Bodhisattva. How can you There will be good news." After saying that, the old man drank the tea in the cup.

After hearing what the old man said, a white figure appeared in Huan Yin's mind unconsciously. It was a person so beautiful that he couldn't even draw it.

Huan Yin didn't think that man was very beautiful before, because he thought that man had a vicious heart. But now, he finally understood that the saints of the Shura Sect were truly good people, so that beautiful shadow began to become more and more difficult to erase in his heart.

"He doesn't seem to be a bad person. But compared with me, I'm afraid he's still far behind, right?" Suddenly, a slightly cool and very beautiful woman's voice came out from in front of the somewhat absent-minded Huan Yin. .

Huan Yin's heart tightened, and he quickly raised his eyes to see that the beautiful white figure that had just been sketched in his mind had already appeared in front of him. After Qianying paused for a moment, she unceremoniously sat down opposite her.

"Saint...Miss Saint." The old man obviously didn't notice the sudden appearance of the woman in white dress, so he was a little surprised.

"Mr. Liu, I've suffered so much for you." The woman in the white dress sat down and looked at the old man at the table with a pair of narrow beautiful eyes, showing unconcealable pity in her eyes.

The old man drank water and felt much better. He straightened his back slightly and said, "I don't blame you. If I do, blame the Wuliang Sect. You have tried your best, and we all know it."

Then, he looked at Huan Yin again, bowed to Huan Yin and the woman in the white dress at the same time, and said, "Two immortal masters, you guys talk, old man, I'm going back."

As the old man left, Huan Yin found that the people in the tea shop gradually dispersed. Soon even the owner of the tea shop disappeared, leaving only him and the woman in the white dress sitting in the tea shop. . However, there were still many Shura disciples in black standing outside the tea shop.

After being slightly nervous before, when Huan Yin was sure that the saint sitting opposite him was the saint of the Shura Sect, he knew that he had been exposed and was surrounded.

Being able to quietly appear next to him and make himself completely passive, Huan Yin had to feel a little admired by the saint sitting opposite. And if it were another normal day, in such an unfavorable situation, he would have quickly turned his thoughts around and looked for a way to escape.

But today was different. He just felt a little relieved now and didn't even think about running away.

"I didn't expect that you would take the risk to come here to take a look." The saint casually sat across from Huan Yin, fidgeting with the tea cup in her hand with a few delicate jade fingers, and said.

Smiling, Huan Yin said: "I just want to live more clearly."

The saintly girl glanced back and forth at Huan Yin several times with her eyes full of eyes, and said, "I can feel that you are different from other Wuliang disciples. You are a good person."

Shaking his head, Huan Yin said: "The purpose of my coming here is to defeat you. And if I defeat you, my Wuliang Sect can obtain the mining rights of the mineral veins here. At that time, the people of the entire Shura City will It’s over.”

"If you don't want that kind of tragedy to happen, you'd better kill me now as an enemy of the people of Yongzhou. Otherwise, you will most likely see the situation you least want to see in the near future."

As he spoke, Huan Yin spread out his hands, as if he was going to kill them at the hands of others. Perhaps this was the final decision he made without thinking, but there was no regret on his face, only relief.

However, the saintly girl had no intention of embarrassing Huan Yin. She only said: "You are an enemy of the people of Yongzhou just because of the mission you shoulder as a teacher. But now you have time to turn back, as long as you are willing to give up."

Shaking his head, Huan Yin said: "My master is as kind as a mountain to me. If I disobey my master's orders, what's the difference between me and those who deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors? You'd better kill me now." , otherwise I will definitely fight you with all my strength in three days!"

Seeing Huan Yin speaking seriously, a strange color suddenly flashed in the saint's eyes. After hiding her mouth and laughing a few times, she joked: "I didn't expect that you are so young, but you are a pedantic person. It's really interesting."

"However, I will not touch you here. In three days, I look forward to an honest battle with you!"

"You will lose, and if you lose, the entire people of Yongzhou City will not survive." Huan Yin's response was almost blurted out.

The saint smiled noncommittally and said, "How do you know I will lose?"

Huan Yin was stunned, looked at the woman in front of him a few more times, and did not continue to speak. When the saint saw that Huan Yin was a little unstable, she said: "Three days later, what I want is a fair and upright battle, not your concession. I want to defeat you in an upright and fair manner, and for my son Yongzhou People get benefits!”

Nodding casually, Huan Yin no longer wanted to say anything more to the saint in front of him, but wanted to leave. So, he stood up, cupped his hands towards the woman in white dress and walked towards the tea shop.

As soon as I left the tea shop, the beautiful voice came again: "Hey, do you still remember my name?"

After being stunned for a while, Huan Yin didn't even look back, he just shook his head. Then, he heard the woman's voice again: "Please remember this time, my name is Ruan Shushu."

After a slight silence, Huan Yin heard again: "Also, what is your name?"

Finally, Huan Yin turned around and saw the woman in the white dress standing up. At this moment, the graceful woman is like a white lotus growing in the desert, so pure and flawless, and so beautiful.

Looking slightly absent-mindedly at the woman with the intoxicating smile on her face, Huan Yin finally said: "My name is Huan Yin." Then, without any hesitation, he flew straight up from the ground and galloped towards the distance. went.

Huan Yin, who returned to the branch sect, quickly entered the training room prepared for him by the sect, locked himself up, and never took a step out again.

However, there seemed to be nothing strange about him, but during the next three days of seclusion, he never calmed down for a moment.

What was constantly swirling in his mind was the miserable plight of the old people in Shura City, the words of the saint, and the heavy burden entrusted to him by the master.

He didn't like this feeling, having to make a choice between the master and the righteous path. He has never encountered such a situation, because the master and the righteous path have never been in opposition before.

Finally, three days later, the war came. Huan Yin, who had been shutting himself away, finally made a decision in his heart.

He decided to fight, but he would choose to lose that battle, lose on purpose.