Chapter 1102 Dongfang Yao and Master Jingkong
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 1102 Dongfang Yao and Master Jingkong
"Yingying, a fellow Taoist from the East will come over later, you can't neglect to invite him here."
Wang Mingren solemnly warned that after losing the election, Wang Mingren had completely awakened and tried his best to help the family.
During this period of time, he was busy receiving friends. He had a wide range of friends, including loose cultivators, sects of cultivating immortals, and families of cultivating immortals.
"Yes, my ancestor."
Wang Yingying fully agreed. During this period of time, she had seen Wang Mingren's communication skills with her own eyes. She had worn out her lips and offered a lot of benefits that could not be done. Wang Mingren could do it with a few words. Cooperating with Wang's store has increased the family's income.
Back on the fifth floor, Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng chatted.
Ximen Fengliu frowned slightly, as if feeling a little uncomfortable.
"What's the matter? Feng'er? Is there something wrong?"
Wang Mingren asked with concern, holding Ximenfeng's palm.
"I don't know why, but I always feel sick recently."
"Feng'er, you don't have it!"
Wang Mingren looked happy. He and Ximenfeng had been married for many years and had no children yet.
The higher the cultivation level of the immortal cultivator, the harder it is to give birth to heirs.
Therefore, no matter it is the sect of cultivating immortals or the family of cultivating immortals, they strongly encourage childbearing,
Wang Mingren and Chen Xiang'er have been married for many years and have no children. It's not that he can't do it, but that he and Chen Xiang'er have a very tough fight, and the intercourse is pitifully rare. He and Ximen Feng get along very well, and they have frequent intercourse after all.
"I suspect that's the case too. I don't know if my husband likes boys or girls."
Ximenfeng's face was filled with a happy smile. After losing the election, Wang Mingren probably looked away and treated her meticulously.
"As long as it is our child, I like it."
"Why? Mrs. Wang is happy? This is a happy event!"
A hearty voice suddenly resounded, and a middle-aged man in black robes came in, followed by a monk with a fair face.
The middle-aged man had a fair face, with a black flying sword on his back, and a faint evil spirit exuded from his body.
Dongfangyao, the eighth layer of alchemy, he was born as a casual cultivator, he received the favor of Wang Mingren in his early years, and he has a good personal relationship with Wang Mingren.
The monk is wearing a golden cassock, with a string of golden beads in each hand, and there is no fluctuation of mana in his body, just like a mortal.
This was the first time Wang Mingren saw Buddha Xiu, and he thought that all Buddha Xiu were practicing penance in the West Desert!
"Friend Dongfang, who is this master?"
Wang Mingren looked at the monk and asked curiously.
"Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, let me introduce you. This is Master Jingkong. If Master Jingkong didn't help me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you."
When Dongfang Yao said this, there was a lingering fear expression on his face, as if he had encountered some kind of terrible thing.
"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since the poor monk has encountered it, he can't stand by and watch. My Buddha is merciful."
Master Jing Kong clasped his hands together and said softly.
"It's fine if you don't let them kill me, and you don't allow me to take revenge, Master Jingkong, don't you have your own position in Buddhism?"
Dongfang Yao sat down on a chair and said with a smile.
"The poor monk rescued the Eastern Taoist friend, hoping that the Eastern Taoist friend will accumulate virtue and do good deeds, not to let the Eastern Taoist friend kill people for revenge. When is the time to repay the grievance, the enemy should be resolved rather than tied."
"I don't agree with this statement. Immortal cultivators are always competing with the sky and people. You Buddhists say that you are indifferent to the world, so don't you also occupy the Western Desert? Without the resources for cultivating immortals, you may not be able to cultivate to Master Jingkong smoothly." In the current state, if I don’t kill them today, they will continue to kill me tomorrow, I can guarantee that I won’t kill them, can you guarantee that they won’t kill me?”
Master Jingkong shook his head and said: "Friend Dongfang, this is Miao Yan. Where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Friends Dongfang killed them because of the cause, and their revenge on you is the result. Without cause, there will be no effect."
"To put it nicely, I'm from a casual cultivator, and I hunt and kill monsters for a living. They want to snatch my prey by relying on their origin in the sect of cultivating immortals. Could it be that I take the initiative to let it go? In terms of cause and effect, there are very few fellow Daoists Wang. Enmity with others, master Jing Kong will show him, what are his causes and effects?"
Master Jingkong looked Wang Mingren up and down, his expression became dignified, and he said: "Amitabha, everything has a destiny, the poor monk can't see the secret of heaven, the poor monk has a sentence to send to Wang Daoyou, there is a cause, there must be an effect, what to plant What is the result, what is the result, when the injustice is repaid, you have to forgive others and forgive others."
Wang Mingren frowned slightly, and asked: "Master Jing Kong, what do you mean by this? Can you explain in detail?"
"Medicine and medicine will not kill the sick, the Buddha saves those who are destined, those who are destined will naturally understand, and those who are not destined will naturally not understand, this poor monk can only say so much, farewell."
After saying this, Master Jingkong turned and left.
Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng looked at each other in blank dismay, they seemed to understand, but they didn't seem to understand.
Dongfang Yao didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "You Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, don't worry about him, this old monk is full of empty talk, and I'm in the dark. If everyone is kind, there probably won't be a Buddha. After all, the teaching of Buddhism is To persuade people to be kind, and everyone to be kind, why do we need a Buddha!"
"You can't say that. I think what Master Jing Kong said is somewhat reasonable. If there is a cause, there must be an effect."
Ximenfeng smiled slightly, and smoothed things over: "Fellow Daoist Dongfang, listen to what you said just now, someone is chasing you? Who would be so disrespectful?"
"It's from Beixuan Palace, and I blame Huang Mazi. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have provoked people from Jiuyouzong."
Dongfangyao was full of resentment. Beixuan Palace is one of the top ten sects in northern Xinjiang. It has declined in recent years, and he is not something he can offend.
"Beixuan Palace? Friends Dongfang, do you need my help to mediate? Uncle Meng appreciates you very much."
Wang Mingren said sincerely, Dongfangyao's strength is extraordinary, Meng Tianzheng wanted to draw Dongfangyao to work for the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and asked Wang Mingren to contact Dongfangyao to discuss this matter, but Dongfangyao refused.
"No need, I'm used to freedom and I don't like to be restrained. By the way, Wang Daoyou, have you got what I want?"
Ximenfeng smiled sweetly, took out a cyan jade box, and handed it to Dongfangyao. Dongfangyao opened it, and there was a jet-black spar inside, and ghosts and wolves howled loudly.
Dongfang Yao'an endured the excitement in his heart and said, "Friend Wang Daoist, let's make a price!"
"It's just a piece of Xuanyin crystal, it's nothing, you have provoked Beixuan Palace, you should leave Beijiang and hide for a while! I will try my best to help you mediate, as for the cost! I will talk about it later."
Wang Mingren said frankly that high-level casual cultivators are the targets of various forces. In Xu Zihua's words, if you have a good relationship with a hundred monks, it doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss. As long as one of them returns, you will make money.
Dongfangyao provoked Beixuan Palace, Beijiang couldn't stay here anymore, he must have spent a lot of money to go to other places.
"Fellow Daoist Dongfang, our family has a small piece of land in the South China Sea. If you don't mind, we will write you a letter. You take the letter to the South China Sea. Our clan will definitely treat you generously."
Ximenfeng said empathetically, Dongfang Yao is already at the eighth level of alchemy, if he can recruit an eighth level of alchemy monk for the Wang family, it will definitely strengthen the family's strength.
"Thank you two friends for your kindness. I will accept it with all my heart. If you need me in the future, just open your mouth and go through fire and water. I will not say anything. I will not stay any longer. I will see you later."
Dongfang Yao tactfully refused, took his leave and left.
(End of this chapter)
"Yingying, a fellow Taoist from the East will come over later, you can't neglect to invite him here."
Wang Mingren solemnly warned that after losing the election, Wang Mingren had completely awakened and tried his best to help the family.
During this period of time, he was busy receiving friends. He had a wide range of friends, including loose cultivators, sects of cultivating immortals, and families of cultivating immortals.
"Yes, my ancestor."
Wang Yingying fully agreed. During this period of time, she had seen Wang Mingren's communication skills with her own eyes. She had worn out her lips and offered a lot of benefits that could not be done. Wang Mingren could do it with a few words. Cooperating with Wang's store has increased the family's income.
Back on the fifth floor, Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng chatted.
Ximen Fengliu frowned slightly, as if feeling a little uncomfortable.
"What's the matter? Feng'er? Is there something wrong?"
Wang Mingren asked with concern, holding Ximenfeng's palm.
"I don't know why, but I always feel sick recently."
"Feng'er, you don't have it!"
Wang Mingren looked happy. He and Ximenfeng had been married for many years and had no children yet.
The higher the cultivation level of the immortal cultivator, the harder it is to give birth to heirs.
Therefore, no matter it is the sect of cultivating immortals or the family of cultivating immortals, they strongly encourage childbearing,
Wang Mingren and Chen Xiang'er have been married for many years and have no children. It's not that he can't do it, but that he and Chen Xiang'er have a very tough fight, and the intercourse is pitifully rare. He and Ximen Feng get along very well, and they have frequent intercourse after all.
"I suspect that's the case too. I don't know if my husband likes boys or girls."
Ximenfeng's face was filled with a happy smile. After losing the election, Wang Mingren probably looked away and treated her meticulously.
"As long as it is our child, I like it."
"Why? Mrs. Wang is happy? This is a happy event!"
A hearty voice suddenly resounded, and a middle-aged man in black robes came in, followed by a monk with a fair face.
The middle-aged man had a fair face, with a black flying sword on his back, and a faint evil spirit exuded from his body.
Dongfangyao, the eighth layer of alchemy, he was born as a casual cultivator, he received the favor of Wang Mingren in his early years, and he has a good personal relationship with Wang Mingren.
The monk is wearing a golden cassock, with a string of golden beads in each hand, and there is no fluctuation of mana in his body, just like a mortal.
This was the first time Wang Mingren saw Buddha Xiu, and he thought that all Buddha Xiu were practicing penance in the West Desert!
"Friend Dongfang, who is this master?"
Wang Mingren looked at the monk and asked curiously.
"Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, let me introduce you. This is Master Jingkong. If Master Jingkong didn't help me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you."
When Dongfang Yao said this, there was a lingering fear expression on his face, as if he had encountered some kind of terrible thing.
"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since the poor monk has encountered it, he can't stand by and watch. My Buddha is merciful."
Master Jing Kong clasped his hands together and said softly.
"It's fine if you don't let them kill me, and you don't allow me to take revenge, Master Jingkong, don't you have your own position in Buddhism?"
Dongfang Yao sat down on a chair and said with a smile.
"The poor monk rescued the Eastern Taoist friend, hoping that the Eastern Taoist friend will accumulate virtue and do good deeds, not to let the Eastern Taoist friend kill people for revenge. When is the time to repay the grievance, the enemy should be resolved rather than tied."
"I don't agree with this statement. Immortal cultivators are always competing with the sky and people. You Buddhists say that you are indifferent to the world, so don't you also occupy the Western Desert? Without the resources for cultivating immortals, you may not be able to cultivate to Master Jingkong smoothly." In the current state, if I don’t kill them today, they will continue to kill me tomorrow, I can guarantee that I won’t kill them, can you guarantee that they won’t kill me?”
Master Jingkong shook his head and said: "Friend Dongfang, this is Miao Yan. Where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Friends Dongfang killed them because of the cause, and their revenge on you is the result. Without cause, there will be no effect."
"To put it nicely, I'm from a casual cultivator, and I hunt and kill monsters for a living. They want to snatch my prey by relying on their origin in the sect of cultivating immortals. Could it be that I take the initiative to let it go? In terms of cause and effect, there are very few fellow Daoists Wang. Enmity with others, master Jing Kong will show him, what are his causes and effects?"
Master Jingkong looked Wang Mingren up and down, his expression became dignified, and he said: "Amitabha, everything has a destiny, the poor monk can't see the secret of heaven, the poor monk has a sentence to send to Wang Daoyou, there is a cause, there must be an effect, what to plant What is the result, what is the result, when the injustice is repaid, you have to forgive others and forgive others."
Wang Mingren frowned slightly, and asked: "Master Jing Kong, what do you mean by this? Can you explain in detail?"
"Medicine and medicine will not kill the sick, the Buddha saves those who are destined, those who are destined will naturally understand, and those who are not destined will naturally not understand, this poor monk can only say so much, farewell."
After saying this, Master Jingkong turned and left.
Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng looked at each other in blank dismay, they seemed to understand, but they didn't seem to understand.
Dongfang Yao didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "You Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, don't worry about him, this old monk is full of empty talk, and I'm in the dark. If everyone is kind, there probably won't be a Buddha. After all, the teaching of Buddhism is To persuade people to be kind, and everyone to be kind, why do we need a Buddha!"
"You can't say that. I think what Master Jing Kong said is somewhat reasonable. If there is a cause, there must be an effect."
Ximenfeng smiled slightly, and smoothed things over: "Fellow Daoist Dongfang, listen to what you said just now, someone is chasing you? Who would be so disrespectful?"
"It's from Beixuan Palace, and I blame Huang Mazi. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have provoked people from Jiuyouzong."
Dongfangyao was full of resentment. Beixuan Palace is one of the top ten sects in northern Xinjiang. It has declined in recent years, and he is not something he can offend.
"Beixuan Palace? Friends Dongfang, do you need my help to mediate? Uncle Meng appreciates you very much."
Wang Mingren said sincerely, Dongfangyao's strength is extraordinary, Meng Tianzheng wanted to draw Dongfangyao to work for the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and asked Wang Mingren to contact Dongfangyao to discuss this matter, but Dongfangyao refused.
"No need, I'm used to freedom and I don't like to be restrained. By the way, Wang Daoyou, have you got what I want?"
Ximenfeng smiled sweetly, took out a cyan jade box, and handed it to Dongfangyao. Dongfangyao opened it, and there was a jet-black spar inside, and ghosts and wolves howled loudly.
Dongfang Yao'an endured the excitement in his heart and said, "Friend Wang Daoist, let's make a price!"
"It's just a piece of Xuanyin crystal, it's nothing, you have provoked Beixuan Palace, you should leave Beijiang and hide for a while! I will try my best to help you mediate, as for the cost! I will talk about it later."
Wang Mingren said frankly that high-level casual cultivators are the targets of various forces. In Xu Zihua's words, if you have a good relationship with a hundred monks, it doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss. As long as one of them returns, you will make money.
Dongfangyao provoked Beixuan Palace, Beijiang couldn't stay here anymore, he must have spent a lot of money to go to other places.
"Fellow Daoist Dongfang, our family has a small piece of land in the South China Sea. If you don't mind, we will write you a letter. You take the letter to the South China Sea. Our clan will definitely treat you generously."
Ximenfeng said empathetically, Dongfang Yao is already at the eighth level of alchemy, if he can recruit an eighth level of alchemy monk for the Wang family, it will definitely strengthen the family's strength.
"Thank you two friends for your kindness. I will accept it with all my heart. If you need me in the future, just open your mouth and go through fire and water. I will not say anything. I will not stay any longer. I will see you later."
Dongfang Yao tactfully refused, took his leave and left.
(End of this chapter)
