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Pei Yuan laughed lightly, reached out and touched Lin Daiyu's small head, and said earnestly: "Practice hard, grow up well, the construction site lacks talents like you."
Lin Daiyu patted Pei Yuan's palm with her small hand, frowning. Although she didn't understand what the other party meant, she instinctively felt that it was not a good word.
Pei Yuan took advantage of the situation and withdrew his hand, and lightly touched the little girl's shoulder with his palm, and a soft force engulfed her in it.
Hula!
The little girl only felt her body lighten up, like branches and leaves being blown up by the mountain wind, she soared up in an instant, and the foreground objects flowed by quickly, making it dizzying for the eyes.
When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of a temple.
Slightly raised his head and looked up, the word "Huai'an Temple" jumped into his eyes.
Lin Daiyu was not surprised.
She had known that this Taoist was an expert with thaumaturgy. Compared with the battle in the valley, what was this little scene worth?
"Master Dao, is the person you are talking about in this temple?"
The little girl tugged at the corner of Pei Yuan's Taoist robe, showing a bit of anxiety.
She didn't know if the person Pei Yuan mentioned was easy to get close to, and if she could ask her to rescue her father.
Pei Yuan nodded.
This Huai'an Temple is not too big, and there are only about thirty monks among them, and they barely practiced some boxing skills.
Pei Yuan didn't go to ask these monks, the spirit diffused out, sensing the inside and outside of the temple.
In an instant, he caught two unusual auras.
A breath is pure and strong, full of vitality.
The other breath is like rotten wood, lifeless, but if you look deeper, you may be able to find that under the rotten wooden stake is a huge root system, which can sprout and break through the soil at any time, forming a towering tree.
Pei Yuan took Lin Daiyu and walked in the sensed direction.
The backyard of the meditation room.
The girl is dressed in a plain monk's robe, her long black hair is tied into a bun, and she is tied with a simple bamboo chopsticks. She has a beautiful face without makeup, showing the beauty of natural carvings like hibiscus coming out of clear water.
Pei Yuan influenced the surrounding monks and believers with divine will, and led Lin Daiyu into the backyard without hindrance.
All the people who met them seemed to have become blind, and they moved away as soon as they glanced away.
When Pei Yuan entered the backyard, he happened to see a young man in his twenties who was courting the girl.
"Jiu Niang, there is a literature meeting on the hillside, this temple is so boring, why don't we go together!"
"Mr. Ma, I am a monk, please don't pester me anymore."
Mr. Ma smiled and said: "Jiu Niang, don't lie to me. I have already asked the master in the temple. Although you have worshiped Zen Master Ku Tai as your teacher, you are practicing on behalf of Fa Fa and have not become a monk! Jiu Niang, follow me Come on, my father is"
Pei Yuan did not expect that he would run into such a clich¨¦d scene as soon as he came.
?But thinking about it is also true, old-fashioned means that it happens more often. With the color of this girl Jiuniang, it is strange that some young masters will fall in love with her.
That Jiuniang also saw Pei Yuan and the two, she was startled for a while, then she blinked her eyes and stared at Pei Yuan for a while.
Only then did he turn to Mr. Ma, his voice suddenly became ethereal and cold: "Mr. Ma, you should go home!"
Mr. Ma's body trembled, his face showed a blank expression, he nodded and said: "Yes, it's time for me to go home"
Turning around, his eyes were out of focus, and he walked out as if in a daze.
Jiu Niang walked towards Pei Yuan with her hands behind her back, and said with a smile, "Great Monk, are you still vulgar? Your hair grows really fast!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Pei Yuan's hair, tugged it a few times, and then focused on Lin Daiyu, leaning down slightly, rubbing the little girl's hair with her jade hand, her eyes narrowed into crescents: "Monk, Is this your daughter?"
Lin Daiyu felt that she must be at odds with a monk, and it was fine for the priest to touch her head, but this elder sister in a monk's robe messed up her hair.
She wanted to hide back, but found that she was unable to dodge the magic hand at all, so she could only lower her voice and say in a cold tone: "Don't touch my hair!"
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Jiuniang hugged Lin Daiyu into her arms and said with a light smile, "Oh, this little girl is so cute!"
Pei Yuan pulled off the wig on his head, and with all his energy, the shock turned into dust and scattered into the soil.
However, after these days, his hair has actually grown to a length of one finger, after all, his energy, blood and physique are far beyond ordinary.
There was a change in the muscles on the face, and it quickly turned into the appearance of 'Wang Yongnian', which directly stopped Lin Daiyu, who was still struggling in Jiuniang's arms, and her eyes froze. Did the Taoist priest become a monk?
Pei Yuandao: "How could the girl recognize me?"
Jiu Niang pointed to her pair of clear eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly turned up: "Because I am not blind, this little disguise can deceive those foolish people. I have a special way to distinguish people."
Pei Yuan smiled slightly, his pretense was really useless.
If you really need to spend some thought, at least you should hide your own breath.
However, it was useless. The court held the flesh and hair of his own body, parents and relatives, and could use this as an introduction to cast spells to find out his location.
Thinking of this, Pei Yuan couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, Pei Dong changed his name and surname since he came out of the rivers and lakes, and completely severed contact with his family.
Otherwise, I am afraid that someone has already been connected by blood, and his location has been divined.
Moreover, it is said that the masters above the Xuantai have the ability to lock the soul for thousands of miles to a certain extent, and can communicate with the heaven and the earth, and sense the direction of the target through the unpredictable connection in the void.
So why wasn't Pei Donglai discovered?
Pei Yuan speculates slightly, one is that it takes at least twenty years to grow into a master above Xuantai.
The time is too long, and the aura is too difficult to grasp.
The second is that Pei Donglai devoured the spiritual thoughts of more than a hundred masters of the old era, and became entangled with his own soul, which made him spiritually filthy. Although it made it difficult for him to practice the new method, it was equivalent to covering a hundred layers of painted skins, disrupting the sense of heaven.
However, when Pei Donglai washed away the spiritual sense of hundreds of masters with the technique of exorcising stars, he was the last to be washed away.
If those enemies that Pei Donglai had made in the past never forgot their hatred, if they happened to spy on the secret at that moment, maybe they would be able to sense it.
Fortunately, I have changed my soul.
If those top experts in the new era still use the method of locking the soul to find him, they will go astray instead.
Jiuniang said again: "Are you here to see my master? Come with me, she is in the meditation room."
Pei Yuan smiled and shook his head, looking behind Jiuniang, a one-armed old nun walked over slowly with a calm expression.
Pei Yuan probed the temple with divine intent, and was able to hide Jiuniang from it, but the one-armed old nun had his own sense.
"Amitabha!" The one-armed old nun clasped his hands together, shouted the Buddha's name, and lowered his eyebrows and said: "Layman Wang, we meet again!"
Pei Yuan wasn't surprised that this old nun revealed his 'identity' straight away. After all, what he did was a sensation, and Anding Mansion was not too far from Changyang Mansion.
The one-armed old nun and Jiu Niang did not seem to be hermits either.
It's just that although the old nun behaved calmly, like a pool of stagnant water, in Pei Yuan's spiritual sense, he still noticed her suppressed mood swings.
This can't help but make him look a little inexplicable.
A plausible world?
And specious people?
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