Chen ang remotely manipulated the lucky boy and immediately set up endless trials for Wang Ming, a stupid boy. He must make him fall in love with immortal Baiyang before reaching the Fengdong mountain. The immortals in this world inherit the orthodoxy. Although they prefer the righteous friars who reincarnate or practice for generations, they do not exclude the predestined ones from obtaining the orthodoxy.


    As for whether Wang Ming is destined for someone, even if he is not, Chen ang has countless means to let him be. It''s just that the process is a little tortuous, but it''s not him, so he doesn''t care.


    Chen ang turned himself into a Changhong and returned to Qixia Temple.


    Just as Li Ning and others said goodbye to him, they sent them to the gate. On the way, they caught a glimpse of Wang Changluo''s different eyes. After a little thought, they understood. It turned out that Wang Changluo had guessed what Wang Ming had done. After all, he was a big salt merchant who traveled all over the country. Wang Ming revealed many flaws. If you go back and think about it, you can guess.


    But he pretended to be a fool in front of Chen ang, and Chen ang was happy that he pretended to be a fool. Anyway, Chen ang was not the unlucky one in the future.


    At this time, the best time of practice has passed, and the vitality of heaven and earth has changed from the purity in the morning to the restlessness at noon. It happened that the sloppy monk finished his morning class and swept in the yard. When he saw Chen ang, he smiled and said, "yesterday you picked up the bird feathers of Taoist Meng. The goods are simple and straightforward. I''m afraid I won''t rest with you."


    "Even if he wants to calm things down, I won''t! He has hurt birds and snakes for ten years, and I can''t argue with him before my spiritual knowledge is restored. Can I just lift it now? How can there be such a good thing?" Chen ang sneered.


    "Alas!" sighed the slovenly monk, "why do you have to do such a dispute of sentiment?"


    "Fate is a wonderful thing. When the wind blows, the doom comes at the end of Qingping. We monks are not plants, trees and rocks. How can we make friends with Taoist friends in the world if we are not moved by our spirit? If Taoist Meng is a destined Taoist friend, he can naturally turn enemies into friends, which makes me lucky to meet a Taoist friend. If he is an enemy in a previous life, he can go up and talk about the height of the sword." Chen ang didn''t care.


    The sloppy monk complained bitterly, "well, well, I have some friendship with both of you. I''ll turn around at that time, so as not to have an evil fate in the world. The accumulation of evil causes and consequences is the doom of the world. If the mixed yuan Taoist friends are not too stubborn, the good and bad are uneven, and the evil is heavy, why should we have a relationship with Emei..."


    "Keep righteousness without loss, and eliminate evil." Chen ang said faintly, "how can we lose our swordsman ambition?"


    The sloppy monk saw that there were many things wrong with them standing in the courtyard, so he asked Chen ang to come to his wing room and offer wild tea. Although they were old acquaintances, after all, Chen Ang''s yuan God had not returned and was ignorant at that time, so they had some friendship, but they had never talked about it. Today, I slowly talked about the gist of practice and Dharma, which were very fruitful.


    Chen angcai knew that the scruffy monk''s Dharma name was Jingming. He used to be a monk in the nearby Qixia Temple. Later, because the monks in the temple fought for power and profit, he was driven out of the temple. The old Taoist of Qixia Temple had some friendship with him, so he invited him to stay here.


    It''s ridiculous that a group of ordinary monks in Qixia Temple kicked out Jingming, the only Taoist priest in the whole temple. However, this argument made Chen ang see through Jingming''s heel and know that he worshipped the Oriental pharmacist Tathagata and repaired the Dharma body of Jingli sun and moonlight Tathagata. It''s said that it''s clean and unimpeded, and the colored glass is not stained.


    Unfortunately, it is incompatible with Jingming''s temperament and hinders the flight.


    Jingming is an interesting temperament. Unlike most Buddhists in this world, he is a bit like the character of Jidian monk. He is a lazy temperament. He is sloppy and slovenly, but he practices the pure glazed Dharma body. Chen angnian thought about his care for his ignorance when he came to the body, so he turned to the topic and said, "when my spiritual knowledge is not restored, I always accept your care, and I have nothing to return. I quenched some real water of the Taiyin yesterday, which is just the Dharma body of the sun and moonlight on your clean glass. You can accept it."


    Naturally, Jingming doesn''t know the reputation of the seven real waters in the universe, but how precious the seven real waters are. Heaven doesn''t live and earth doesn''t grow. Only friars with the same skills can collect some with the power of the yuan God. There is a box of Tianyi real water left by Tianyi gold mother in Ziyun palace in the East China Sea, which attracts many good and evil experts to peep and ask for a few drops to combine their own disaster.


    Not to mention this kind of real water that fits his own Dharma body, that is, Jingming may not be able to move others to change a few drops with his magic weapon that he has worked hard for 300 years. Most of the magic weapons that others practice are different from his own. How can this kind of natural real water with infinite wonderful functions be useful?


    If Jingming gives up his hundred years of hard work, he can refine a few drops, but monks regard Taoist practice as eyes, and who will waste their own practice for foreign materials?


    Jingming thought about it and couldn''t refuse after all, so he had to brazenly accept: "Monk, I''ve been restless for several years. I think it''s because I''m too impatient to use the sun''s true fire to quench the Dharma body and lose my original intention of purity and peace. The pure glazed Dharma body is restless. I thought I would go to reclamation for a hundred years and spend the fire disaster with water, but with the real water of Taiyin given by Taoist friends, the monk can fade the fire and return to purity in a few days."


    "I have to rely on Taoist friends to survive this disaster again!" Jingming said with his hands folded.


    After this time, the friendship between the two people went to a higher level, and some more secret things could be talked. Chen ang knew a lot of things in the practice world in recent years from monk Jingming, and received many elixirs collected by Qixia mountain from monk Jingming. During the conversation, Chen ang thought a little. Knowing that something had something to do with him, he closed his eyes and calculated.


    "What does Taoist friend count?" Jingming asked with concern.


    Chen ang shook his head and said, "it doesn''t matter. It''s just some obstacles in the past. It''s also related to Taoist friends..."


    ………………


    But Li Ning and others left Qixia Temple and went all the way down the mountain. On the way, they passed Qixia Hufeng Biyun Pavilion. Although the three brothers of Li Ning were experts in their family and had light feet, most of them were ordinary people, and Wang Changluo, a well-off owner, was exhausted and had to take a break in the pavilion.


    While Li Ning was breathing, he saw a group of people staggering up the mountain. It was close to noon. When he was approaching the Biyun Pavilion, he heard someone wailing: "come on, come on, come next to me and put me down... It''s killing me again!"


    A small golden silk and bamboo sedan chair was unloaded. A white face with a red rash came out of the sedan chair. Seeing Li Ning and others, he scolded: "Why are there people here? Drive them down quickly!" an old man nearby grabbed him and leaned close to his ear and said, "except Xie Yuan, they can''t be provoked... Some experts in the Jianghu have extraordinary identities!"


    Then the solution member with red rash on his face gasped again and again and said nothing more.


    The old man came up to make amends to Li Ning. Wang Changluo was a big businessman. He didn''t care about many things on the way with the idea of making money with kindness.


    But Li Ning stared at the solution member and vaguely thought of something.


    At noon, the Xie Yuanwai suddenly screamed. He was red all over, as if he had been burned by fire and rolled around in pain. He shouted, "kill me! I won''t let the boy go. I want all his family to die! It hurts me!" the flesh on his painful face shook and bit his teeth and said, "kill him! You must skin the snake for me!"


    "Sir, I want to eat its meat and sleep its skin!"