Beimang County.

After Li Xuandu met Su Yunjiao, because the night was dark, he stayed directly in the Guanque Inn for a night, and the next morning, Su Yuncheng had already left, but Su Yunjiao stayed, and when he saw Li Xuandu sitting in the lobby, he sat opposite him unceremoniously.

Martial arts are different from Fangshi, compared with Wufu, Fangshi is weaker and prone to impurities, so Fangshi has to cultivate the way of the valley, and the way of refining Qi of Fangshi is to directly draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth and turn it into their own qi, so Fangshi uses food and drink dew to ensure that the body is clean. Martial arts are different, the martial arts after Dacheng, the physique is not leaky, and they do not directly breathe in the heaven and earth qi for their own use, but refine and refine the qi, that is, refine the essence and blood in the body into the qi, this is the practice of martial arts, so even if the martial arts reach the realm of Bigu, they will occasionally eat to make up for the blood and qi in the body, and the higher the realm of the martial arts, the more thorough the digestion of food.

Now Li Xuandu eats about once every three days, but if the injury is serious, the blood and qi loss is great, and there is no good medicine to heal the injury, then he can only recover from the injury by eating a lot and sleeping, and what's more, there used to be a supreme martial saint with nine meals a day, and the meal was three elephants, and eating one day could be worth a year. Of course, there are many top alchemists, and there have also been immortal realm alchemists who directly sucked a green mountain into a barren mountain in order to quickly restore the qi in their bodies.

Li Xuandu, who was drinking porridge, glanced up at Su Yunjiao and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"

Su Yunjiao, who was wearing a black gauze hat, said, "My sister asked me to follow you." ”

Li Xuandu nodded, didn't even ask the reason, and said directly to the guy next to him: "Another bowl of porridge and a basket of steamed buns." ”

Su Yunjiao frowned, looked at the cage of buns in front of Li Xuandu, and said, "I'm not you, I can't eat so much, I'll only eat a little bit." ”

Li Xuandu said with a smile: "You are a person who practices martial arts, what kind of ladies pretend to eat, not to mention a cage of steamed buns, even three cages of steamed buns, you can also eat them." ”

Su Yunjiao, who was punctured, suddenly broke the jar and broke it, and after the guy served the porridge and buns, he simply took off the hat on his head, and he didn't pay attention to any lady and fairy demeanor.

Just when the two of them were eating steamed buns, two monks came and turned to the store.

This Guanque Inn can be open for hundreds of years, and this shop is naturally a virtuous one, and immediately asked the guy to wrap a few white-flour steamed buns for the monk with oiled paper. After the monk thanked him, he took the steamed bun.

Then the monk turned and left the inn.

Li Xuandu looked at the back of the monk and said, "It seems that what your sister said is right, the monks of the Vajra Sect have arrived." ”

"Will my sister still lie to you?" Su Yuncheng said with Yourongyan: "She said that Master Wuzhen will come, then Master Wuzhen will definitely come." ”

"Yes. Li Xuandu smiled and said: "Fairy Su will not deceive people, and Fairy Su will deceive people." ”

Su Yunjiao slapped the table, and said inwardly: "Don't think that you are a Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, I am afraid of you, they all say that a hairless phoenix is not as good as a chicken, and the tiger is bullied by dogs in Pingyang, and I am not afraid of you, you are honest, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Li Xuandu teased: "I am a hairless phoenix, a sick cat, so what are you, a chicken? or a dog?"

Su Yunjiao, who realized that she had made a mistake, suddenly became angry, and after leaving the words "ignore you", she was about to get up and leave.

Li Xuandu also got up, "Your sister asked you to follow me, where are you going now?"

"Do you want to take care of it?!" Su Yunjiao walked out of the inn door angrily, but she didn't go far before she stopped.

Li Xuandu followed behind her, and then stopped, followed her line of sight, and saw an old beggar in ragged clothes in the corner, who was dying at this time, and the monk who had been transformed before came to the monk, and put the steamed bun that had just been transformed into a broken bowl in front of the beggar.

The clean snow-white steamed buns and the dirty black bowls are commensurate and distinct.

Li Xuandu said softly: "That beggar is going to die, his life is over, and he is hopeless." ”

Sure enough, the beggar barely opened his eyes, and after seeing the snow-white steamed bun, he wanted to reach out to get it, but he just raised his hand and fell down again.

The monk showed sadness on his face, put down the steamed bun in his hand, and put his hands together to chant the sutra, exceeding the deceased.

At this time, the people who came and went also found out about the changes here, and gradually gathered over, watching the monks chanting for the deceased, most of them were silent, and occasionally spoke, saying that the monk was kind-hearted and that the beggar was pitiful.

The monk crouched down, stood with one hand on his chest, and held the palm of the dead beggar with the other hand, and continued to chant.

But at this time, a scholar jumped out, pointed at the monk and said, "Stop!"

Including Su Yunjiao and Li Xuan, everyone looked at this scholar.

The monk also stopped chanting excessively, bowed to the scholar, and asked, "I don't know what this benefactor has to teach?"

When the scholar saw everyone looking at him, his face was full of triumph, and he said, "Monk, do you know whether this old man believed in Taoism, Buddhism, or Confucianism during his lifetime? ”

The monk was stunned.

Seeing that the monk was speechless, the scholar rose a lot of confidence, and continued: "Besides, whether this dead old man was due to illness or murder, and now that the arresters of the yamen have not come, you just came over like this, and you have destroyed the scene of the crime." If this old beggar dies by someone else, you are hindering the yamen from solving the case!"

The monk bowed his head and was silent.

The scholar suddenly felt that he had grasped the handle of the sky, and pointed to the monk and said: "There is a third point, according to my observation, most of the monks are square-headed and big-eared, with a blessed face, but you are a monk very thin, whether it is a real monk or a fake monk, it is difficult to say, it is very suspicious!"

The monk still didn't speak, didn't distinguish half a sentence for himself, just let out a long sigh.

At this time, the scholar was already in a state of excitement by his own grand arguments, and felt as if he had become the reincarnation of a saint, holding the righteousness in his hand, holding the heavenly constitution in his mouth, and taking three steps forward, only to feel that the blood and righteousness in his chest were about to soar into the sky, raised his arm and pointed directly at the monk who had been silent, and said sharply: "Say! Do you want to use this matter to gain fame and reputation? Isn't it true that you are a person who eats steamed buns dipped in human blood and uses this to gain a good reputation?"

There is no anger in the monks, only compassion.

"Shameless! shameless!" Su Yunjiao, who was watching, was about to be blown up by this scholarly anger, "How can there be such a shameless person in this world?"

Li Xuandu said succinctly: "There are always some people in the world who think that everyone is drunk and I am sober, and I have to do some grandstanding." ”

Su Yunjiao said coldly: "This kind of person, if you don't do it yourself, you still point fingers at those who are willing to do it, just don't even do it." ”

Li Xuandu sighed and said, "Only send the dead to be a big deal." At this time, whether it is a Taoist priest who steps forward to recite a section of the "Ascension to Heaven and the Tao Sutra", or a monk who steps forward to recite a paragraph of the "Sutra of the Past Life", or an ordinary person who says "go all the way", even if it is a member of the Qingyang Sect, there is no difference, but one thought is good and one thought is benevolent, and it will not vary from person to person. ”

"In life, it is impossible to be rational in everything, there is always a time for emotion, and now is the time for emotion, but someone jumps out and has to say one, two, three, four, what is the reason?"

"In other words, when this old man passed away, the monk just wanted him to go all the way, so he took his hand and chanted for him, and what was this scholar thinking?

Li Xuandu's words fell, and Su Xiaoxian had already come behind the scholar, kicked him hard in the ass, making him eat shit, and then directly flew it out with the scabbard: "Get out!"

Although Su Yunjiao is domineering, it is only for the enemy, such as this scholar, and for such virtuous people, such as this monk, she is extremely respectful.

With a solemn face, she clenched her sword and clenched her fists in both hands towards the monk.

The monk folded his hands and bowed.

Su Yunjiao turned around and left, Li Xuandu followed, and praised sincerely: "Su Xiaoxian really has the style of a heroine." ”