Longevity, Master Will Always Be Stronger Than I Think!

Liu Qingzhu is very aware of own's situation.

Her advantage lies in her strong accumulation in her previous life.

As long as she is given enough time to develop, she will soon grow up and be independent.

However, she is currently too weak.

If you can't even guarantee your own safety, how can you talk about spiritual development?

You must know that the world of practice is full of dangers, and countless fights break out every day.

Especially those Rogue Cultivators who lick blood almost every day!

"If you want to avoid fighting and grow with peace of mind, you still have to find a teacher to protect you..."

Liu Qingzhu thought to himself.

This decision can never be wrong.

At least better than practicing alone.

For the rest of her life, she couldn't help but think of her previous Master, Zen Master Xiuzhen.

Suddenly a burst of creeps!

Others may not succeed if they want to harm her.

Masters are different.

Staying together often, it is too easy to plot.

"It's better not to be a teacher, and stay in Xuanmiaozong to practice first."

Liu Qingzhu quickly changed her mind.

The strength of Xuanmiaozong is not bad, enough to protect her.

However, the Zen master has not returned for a long time, which will inevitably arouse suspicion.

At that time, how could she stay there justifiably?

"Using the name of a Zen master is not a long-term solution after all."

Liu Qingzhu sighed secretly.

I can't do apprenticeship.

Just staying in Xuanmiaozong like this is not an option.

Suddenly, Lin Mu's figure flashed in her mind.

The reason why she proposed to come to Xuanmiao Sect was to seek help from Lin Mu and avoid being assassinated by the Zen master.

After all, they are all the same kind who have been reincarnated and rebuilt. Many things don't need to be said clearly, which makes it easier to win trust.

If it were anyone else, who would believe that the Zen master wanted to assassinate her disciple?

The only thing that exceeded her expectations was that Lin Mu was so powerful that he directly killed Zen Master.

"He is also the Elder of the Xuanmiao Sect. If you worship him as your teacher, it will be justifiable to stay."

"Besides, he has good strength in this life, he is cautious enough, and he is a man of rules..."

"In addition, everyone is reincarnated and rebuilt..."

The more Liu Qingzhu thought about it, the more she felt it made sense.

Lin Mu is willing to give up her precious black stone, she is definitely a trustworthy person!

"This is his great opportunity, he absolutely dare not refuse!"

Suddenly, she looked Tsundere and said.

"Let's wait and see."

At the next moment, Liu Qingzhu regained his composure, shook his head and said.

Experienced the things of a Zen master.

No matter how big-hearted a person is, he may have to wait and see for a long time when it comes to choosing a teacher.

...

Dayan Kingdom, Niujia Village.

A dozen or so families in the village wore sackcloth and filial piety, filled with grief.

Only the children are still playing and playing, not understanding the meaning of the white flag in the sky.

"What! Those monks haven't come yet?"

A black-faced strong man said angrily.

"His grandma, if he had known they were so slow, daddy would have hired Taoist priests!"

at this time.

A little girl with shofar braids came laughing and bumped into his leg inadvertently.

The brawny man was upset, he lifted the girl up and put it in front of him, his eyes staring like copper bells.

"Your grandpa died, and no one came to save you, you are still messing around here!"

The girl burst into tears immediately.

She actually is not because of grief, but just felt the nameless anger of the adults.

"Okay, Niu Dali, children don't understand this."

A woman persuaded.

Only then did the strong man put the little girl down, muttering curses, he didn't know who he was cursing.

The little girl fell to the ground, wiping her snot and tears.

As she looked up.

In the hazy vision, a man in white came over, with a handsome appearance, he stared at her in a daze.

Not only her, many women were dumbfounded.

Is there such a handsome young man in my small place?

It's just like the gods in storytelling!

"Did someone die in your family?"

The man in white stepped forward and asked softly.

The strong man scratched his head and replied:

"He died quietly last night."

After speaking, he sighed.

"It's already eighty-nine, and it's just one breath away from being able to survive ninety."

The man in white smiled and said:

"Death in a dream is also considered joy and mourning."

"I heard that the Taoist priest you invited didn't come, why don't you let me help you out."

The strong man is not afraid that the opponent has another purpose.

As far as my own situation is concerned, what is there for the other party to worry about?

However, looking at the appearance of the other party, he really doesn't look like someone who can chant scriptures.

"Let this young man try."

Many women persuaded.

The strong man had to reluctantly agree.

Immediately, the funeral continued.

The white flag fluttered with the wind, some were grieving, and some looked normal.

However, the people in the coffin in the mourning hall will probably never know this.

The man in white sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and slowly recited scriptures.

The tone of the voice is not high, like clear spring water, flowing quietly.

Everyone suddenly felt something, immersed in it, and shed tears silently.

When they came back to their senses, the man in white had already disappeared.

"The method of the fairy family!"

"That's a fairy!"

"No wonder he looks so handsome!"

Everyone suddenly realized that they knelt down and kowtowed.

"Grandpa, you will be very blessed in your next life if you are saved by an immortal!"

The strong man knelt down facing the mourning hall, and said happily in his heart.

In the corner, a girl with braids tilted her head.

She followed the man in white all the time, but she didn't notice when he left.

This wonderful experience surprised her.

In her hand, there is also a bottle of Medicine Pill, and a map.

On the map, the direct route to Xuanmiaozong was marked.

"In the future, I must see that fairy again!"

The little girl clutched the porcelain vase and drawings tightly, making up her mind.

...

"The Soul Saving Sutra has the ability to infect people's hearts, it is really strange."

"According to the statement in the Zen master's jade talisman, you will get a gift after the tenth time of transcendence."

Niujia Village is the place where he made his tenth deliverance.

I don't know what gift I will get.

Lin Mu walked against the sky, pondering in his heart.

He is the fairy in white in Niujia Village not long ago.

Going to Transcendence is naturally to practice the Soul Sutra.

As for the girl with the shofar braid, she has inferior qualifications.

He left the Medicine Pill map, but it was just casual.

"If there is a chance, maybe we can meet again."

Lin Mu looked calm.

He just gave it a chance, what happens after that depends on the girl's own good fortune.

If there is no determination and perseverance, there is a high probability that she will disappear from the crowd in the future and become an ordinary rural woman.

Inferior aptitude, without the blessing of xinxing, is not enough to change fate.

Suddenly, Lin Mu felt something in his heart and paused in the air.