It is said that there is Hongmeng reincarnation lotus in the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, Hongjun West Kunlun preaches, divided into three teaching magic weapons, safflower is given to the twelve lotus platforms, green leaves are given to the sky for the Qingping sword, and the white lotus is given to the beginning of the white treasure Ruyi, take the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, for the heaven and earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, give Lao Tzu. Exactly, the red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves, the three religions were originally one family.

Later, people extended it to the three major sects of monks, Taoism and Confucianism, called red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves, and the three religions were originally one family.

The little old man paused and looked into the distance, as if he was nostalgic for that good old time. Then, inhaling hard, he continued:

"At that time, it was really bustling and lively. All the sects and sects are more powerful than the other! The sage said, let a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend. Although I am not recognized, I am also prosperous and prosperous, and I am very good at living! But after the Eastern Sage Emperor took control of the world, he swept through the empire with the supreme Dafa. Immediately, all industries withered and all laws failed. Not to mention our disgraceful small sect, even monks, Taoists, and Confucians, all of them are obedient. Red flowers, green leaves, and white lotus roots couldn't resist the Eastern Sage Emperor's divine thoughts and Dafa, and disappeared. ”

The little old man was stunned, took a puff of cigarette, and then said: "I don't know how other big sects feel. I know that I have less than two percent of my success. can only hide in this remote area, and steal safety. If you get a little closer to an area where the Dafa is strong, you will be terrified and have no skill. You say, what good can you do if you learn such kung fu?"

The little old man finished his words and smoked a cigarette.

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) involuntarily softened, and his posture of kneeling became slumping on the ground. His eyes were straight and his face was blank.

I thought that I would learn kung fu, practice skills, kill enemies, and avenge blood hatred. But what is the use of this kind of kung fu, once learned?

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't help but go blank in his head, and muttered: "What should I do, what should I do, how can I 、、、、、、?"

"No way. Monks, Confucianism, Taoism, the strongest sects, the great exercises of ascending to heaven and earth, and ascending on land, cannot compete with the Dafa of Divine Thought. In the current world, I am afraid that there is no more practice that can oppose the divine recitation of Dafa. Unless you use the gods to recite Dafa, you can recite Dafa to the gods!"

The little old man smoked a cigarette and chattered helplessly.

"That's right, with the spear of the son, the shield of the broken son!" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) saw a light in his eyes and stood up.

"What's wrong with you?" the little old man startled.

"Let's go, old man, I'll take you to find Haotian's mausoleum. "Although Wutian (Xin Ran) is still cold, he is a little impatient.

"That'、、、、、、 good 、、、、、、"

"Hmph, what's good? His body hasn't recovered yet, how can he trek through mountains and rivers to dig some mausoleum? You want his life?!"

A soft, crisp voice interrupted the little old man. A beautiful girl, fluttering.

The girl is wearing a long azure dress, with green clouds and picturesque eyebrows. Although he is about fourteen or fifteen years old, he has a peerless aura that has stood out and rushed to his face.

The girl stared at the little old man with a pair of wonderful eyes, and the cherry mouth complained coquettishly: "Grandpa, have you eaten too much old wine? Otherwise, you are smoking and getting drunk." He's a little hairy kid who doesn't know anything, why are you messing around?!"

"This 、、、、、、 grandpa is not here to treat your eyes、、、、、、"

The little old man blurted out, hurriedly pumped his mouth, and swallowed the words that followed. The old face like the dead bark smiled like a flower, and asked with a smile: "Ming'er, why did you run out." Beware of tripping and falling!"

The little old man quickly got up and got off the kang, stepped forward to help the girl, pulled her to the edge of the pit, and gently pressed her to sit down with great doting.

"Grandpa, although I am blind, I am not blind. This child's body can't travel far at all. I've been blind for ten years and don't care about waiting a few more days. Besides, the pearl on the forehead of Emperor Haotian can heal my eyes, which is just a legend. ”

The girl's beautiful eyes, dripping and turning, and her small mouth chirping, did not look like a blind person at all.

"Even if it's a legend, you have to try it!" said the little old man resolutely.

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) was a little in a daze. staring at the girl intently, a feeling of déjà vu and extremely familiarity arose.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful woman?!" the girl rolled her eyes and shouted at Wutian (Xin Ran).

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) actually grinned, as if he was very comfortable being reprimanded and bullied. It seems that he has long been accustomed to this kind of bullying and oppression.

The little old man was dumbfounded. This was the first time he had seen him smile since he met Wutian (Xin Ran). Also, in the impression of the little old man, granddaughter Minghui has always been a good girl, how did she see this kid. It's like a completely different person, extremely arrogant!

"Look at it again, laugh at it, look at it again, gouge out your eyeballs and feed them to the birds! Laugh again, let you eat your stinky feet!"

The girl stomped her feet and laughed discerningly.

"Can't you really see it?" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't help but step forward and shake his hand in front of the girl.

"Take away your stinky paws!, or I'll chop them off, braised pork knuckles!" the girl shouted with wide eyes as she stared at Wutian's (Xin Ran) hand.

"You can see it. Have you seen me, I seem to be so familiar with you!" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't help but smile.

"Of course you're familiar with it. These days, if I don't take care of you carefully, if you don't die, you have to lie on the pit for a year and a half. ”

The girl rolled her eyes in disbelief, shook her head and pouted: "You stink worse than a pig, and you almost stinked to death!"

"I, I'll take a shower and change clothes, it can't be you who did it, right?" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) asked in horror as he pulled his clothes and sniffed.

"Yes, what if it's me? Anyway, I can't see it!" The girl's peerless face was slightly red, and she lowered her head and stopped.

"Old, old man, she, is she really invisible?" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't help but clench his arms and asked with a smile and tears.

"Alas, if she could see it, why should I take such a big risk to dig Haotian's mausoleum?"

The little old man looked at the girl with infinite pity and muttered: "It's those fake mausoleums, and they are also full of organs, and they will die for a lifetime!"

"Old, old man, let's go quickly. Go find the tomb of Emperor Haotian, find the orb, and treat her eyes. ”

In an instant, Wutian (Xin Ran) became even more impatient than the little old man. I don't know why, in his heart, a kind of affection for the girl suddenly welled up, even more intimate and strange than for his parents and sister, and he couldn't heal her eyes immediately.