When the car drove to Nanchang, Yi Tianxing was still lying on the stretcher with a pale face.

Master Binku and his accompanying staff took the stretcher from Liudian. Liudian was originally planning to arrange special personnel to send Yi Tianxing for a trip, but was rejected by Master Binku. No matter what, Yi Tianxing's current "organizational belonging" is in Guiyuan Temple, and Liudian is not very good at helping.

After the tranquility, Yi Tianxing slowly opened his eyes: "If you don't go to Meiling, just go back to the provincial capital, okay?"

"Okay." Master Binku looked at the tired boy with kindness.

After getting on the train and entering the soft sleeper car, Yi Tianxing's spiritual sense faintly brushed away from the bed and went from all directions. After confirming that no one was following him, he got up from the stretcher.

He should have been lying quietly because of his serious injury, opened his luggage as if no one was around, took out a jade cigarette, opened it, and pinched it with his fingers, then lit it and began to suck it.

The smoke scattered in the soft sleeper car.

The accompanying staff from the Provincial Buddhist Association retreated.

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"I was very worried when I was waiting for you in Nanchang."

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, there was no impurity in his black pupils, and he looked so pure and harmless: "Qin Linchuan knew that I was pretending. I was indeed seriously injured, but I pretended too much, and he was a little doubtful, so the road was still safe."

Master Binku Heshi Amitabha: "The guardian seems to be too careful. I think he will not be willing to be an enemy of the Buddha Sect even after three days."

"Safety is the first." Yi Tianxing handed the cigarette to his lips and took a deep breath. After a while, he said quietly: "If you think that no one in the world is upright, of course it is stupid, but if you think that everyone is upright, it is especially stupid. After seeing Liu Chuan's methods in Jiujiang, I have to be careful."

Master Binku frowned slightly, and Heshi asked, "What about that?"

"Uncle Chen is dead." Yi Tianxing threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it hard for a few times.

Master Binku pronounced another Buddhist verse.

"At the beginning of the action, I took action a little slower... Liudian would definitely think that I was silenced and they were all over." Yi Tianxing smiled slightly and sat on the bed, but there was a little anger in his eyes that the young man had not learned to cover up for the time being. "But in the end, they silenced and they were even more ruthless."

Master Binku expressed his confusion.

"Missile!" Yi Tianxing exaggeratedly pulled his hands apart, gestured at a size and a thin figure, and shouted like a coquettish: "Abbot! Such a few missiles are bombing us in the fight. I almost couldn't see you this time."

"Did the Protectors not know in advance?"

"Go away in a daze, beat in a daze, and tell me nothing in six places."

A sensation of a vindictive anger arose in Master Binku's eyes, but he was highly respected and naturally would not swear. He just said casually: "Shameless."

Yi Tianxing shook his head and said, "Living in this land, they expected that I would not be able to turn against them, so they had to swallow their breath slowly."

"Otherwise." Master Binku joined in one go: "Don't be angry with the guardian, let's see in a few months."

"Um?"

"In a few days, there will be the annual financial review of the six departments. At that time, I will ask Chairman Zhao to come forward - since the six departments have not done anything in the past few years, some budgets should be reduced."

"Zhao...Chairman Zhao?"

"Yes, the guardian once praised Chairman Zhao's calligraphy outside Baotong Zen Temple that day. I wonder how he knew it. He kept saying when he would come to the provincial capital to see you."

"Baotong Zen Temple?" Yi Tianxing touched his head, and based on his memory, he thought for a while before he could remember. It turned out that the day when the Tang Department of the Provincial Department of Education invited him to have a vegetarian vegetarian meal, he looked at the sign of Baotong Zen Temple and praised him subconsciously.

He was still a little confused: "Who is this Chairman Zhao?"

"Zhao Mr. Zhao is the honorary president of the Buddhist Association of my country, and his good calligraphy is well known to everyone."

Yi Tianxing almost fell backwards: "It turned out to be that old man!...I didn't expect that I would just flatter me and I would blow it to Beijing. I'm lucky and lucky." He laughed and continued to ask, "What is the chairman?"

"Above the six departments, there is a board of directors responsible for management, of course, not a permanent organization."

"Ah, the government is wise with the lay Buddhists." Yi Tianxing was convinced.

The young and virtuous master Binku smiled and said, "That's that's that."

Although it was a joke, the boy's eyes still showed a hint of fatigue.

Master Binku looked at him and said slowly: "Actually, the guardian should go to Meiling to take a look."

He shook his head tiredly: "What kind of god, monster, living Buddha, I don't want to see you for the time being. Fighting is indeed a hard work."

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In the darkness, the train slowly drove into the provincial capital.

The car took Yi Tianxing back to the small bookstore by the lake. Master Binku was preparing to get off the car, but Yi Tianxing made a smile and went back. As soon as he entered the door of the small bookstore, he saw Ye Xiangseng selling the simple version of the Diamond Sutra and the pirated "The Buddha's Sutra on the Amitabha Sutra" among a group of bells and swallows.

The handsome monk looked up and saw Yi Tianxing standing smiling at the door of the store. He couldn't help but smile and apologized to the female donors around him, and sent these little girls out of the store to close the door.

"You go back to the temple." Ye Xiangseng said to the monk who was holding Yi Tianxing on the left and right.

The monk responded respectfully: "Yes, senior brother." He turned around and retreated, neatly and neatly.

"Oh, I haven't seen each other for a few days, why does it seem like it's been a long time ago?"

Yi Tianxing held his hands behind his back, looked at Ye Xiangseng with a smile, then spread his arms, preparing to give him a gay bear hug.

A "bang" sound.

The smile on Ye Xiangseng's previous face faded completely in a second, and he slapped his left chest with a serious face. A faint light from his palm emerged from his closed fingertips. Buddha's breath was shattering in Yi Tianxing's chest.

Yi Tianxing was stunned, but had no idea to stop him. He let out a mouthful of black blood. The black blood fell to the ground, and the ablated ground made a sound.

Ye Xiangseng quietly withdrew his palm and said, "You need a sleep at this time, and the person who is almost broken can even laugh."

Yi Tianxing smiled and said, "I know that there is a great Bodhisattva who saves suffering in the bookstore, so I am naturally not worried."

Ye Xiangseng shook his head, as if he felt that this person was a little ignorant, so he walked to the door of the store and dropped the wooden door panel.

As he was speaking, a black shadow rushed over from the backyard at a very fast speed. After a fierce battle, Yi Tianxing, who was a little nervous, had his first thought, was that he thought of Lord Chen Shupinggou, who was as good as a ghost, and was frightened. He was about to step on the sky fire and fist out of a golden thorn... With a scream, Ye Xiangseng stretched out his hand and lifted the black shadow.

Ye Xiangseng made a move like lightning, and he reached out and grabbed an ear, Xiao Yizhu's tender ear.

"Dad." Yi Zhu, whose ears turned into ramen, looked at Yi Tianxing pitifully.

Ye Xiangseng didn't seem to think that he was ruthless. He said quietly: "Go back to the house to do your homework. You will be going to school in a few months. At least you have to learn pinyin and then hurry up and sleep with your father." He carried the little guy and walked to the backyard. The little guy screamed yo and screamed.

Yi Tianxing carried his hands behind his back, shook his head and followed him to the backyard, sighing in his heart: "Masters of Buddhas, it seems that he really is like being a teacher... What does it mean to just sleep with him?"

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When people were sleeping quietly late at night, Yi Tianxing was lying on the bed, feeling the fire in his body and the fire in Xiao Yizhu's body beside him. He remembered the time he had healed in a small pond next to the provincial capital, and then he understood what Ye Xiangseng just said.

The fire element in his body was flowing faster and he felt so comfortable. He couldn't help but subconsciously hugging Yi Zhu into his arms, feeling a warm and scald on his chest.

Yi Zhu, who was sleeping soundly, subconsciously arched his head, and the saliva flowing from his mouth was all over his father's chest.

When he woke up in the morning, Yi Tianxing was extremely annoyed to find that there was a big pile of dry saliva on his chest. He couldn't help but frown, but then unexpectedly found that his heartache seemed to be healing a lot. He rubbed his nose with his fingers and thought, "Is this saliva also a holy medicine for healing?"

Let’s not mention these for now. I just say that after eating soy milk, fried dough sticks, soybean peel hot-dried noodles and a bowl of porridge early in the morning, Yi Tianxing, who was satisfied, stopped a taxi and went to Guiyuan Temple.

After entering the back garden, passing the small lake, and approaching the hut.

Yi Tianxing placed a chair he found from the front hall not far from the door of the hut, and sat down loudly.

The voice of the ancestor sounded in his mind at the first time.

"Are you still alive?"

Yi Tianxing smiled embarrassedly: "You are the disciple who is your own decision, don't blame me."

"Well, fighting is the better, so I will naturally not blame you." The ancestor said this very fiercely, "Tell me."

Yi Tianxing coughed twice, his eyes turned and said, "I have summarized three experiences."

"1. Since I know I can't beat him, I shouldn't fight this time. Courage needs to be based on strength."

"Um."

"Second, since you have fought, you shouldn't look back and forth. If you cooperate with the six directors well at the beginning, there is no hope of success. Like a disciple, you didn't want to fight before, but later you also fought hard with your passion. In the end, you're going to lose both sides and don't fight... This is quite like a recurring villain, with no prospects."

"Fart." The ancestor seemed to be quite contemptuous of his idea, "If you want to fight, fight, and if you don't want to fight, fight depends on interests and hobbies, and it's not a good deal. If you can't beat him and fight, you're a fool."

Yi Tianxing said with a bitter face: "But I feel that I seem quite despicable."

"Grandpa was born in heaven and earth. He must do it unless he promised others' things. If it was just his own little trouble, of course he had to do it according to our nature." The ancestor's voice stopped, "What have you promised those little Taoists?"

"No." Yi Tianxing responded with a smile: "From Qin Qier to the small bookstore to find me, and to the small town outside Jiujiang, I agreed to nothing." He did not make any clear verbal promises, but he had never refused... This seemed to be very reluctant.

"You don't seem despicable, you are despicable." The ancestor cursed.

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"The third problem is that I found that in the battle with the immortals, my body seemed to be very advantageous, but I was at a disadvantage in terms of speed. The other party's understanding of time is much higher than mine, so I would like to ask my master for advice on this."

"Time is speed. I understand. I understand, but if it is not broken, I understand. I just don't know how to increase my speed. The speed brought by simple power seems to be almost at its limit."

The hut was silent for a while: "Everything is relative. If the speed is not enough, then use your strength."

"But there is no one who can help." Yi Tianxing complained, "My movements must be slower than the old woman in the eyes of that dog, so it is easy for him to hide. My disciple thought that it seems that only a large-scale lethal weapon of humans can work on him. After all, it is very difficult for him to find gaps to hide."

"Good?" The ancestor's voice became sharp, as if he was extremely angry. No wonder, the guy who had spent more than a thousand years to eat gave you a boy, but you were not satisfied.

Yi Tianxing laughed and said, "Although that stick is hard, the range that can be covered is too small."
To be continued...