Fishermen guard the sea, without shortage of salt, but sugar.

Tu Shanling just happened to give a bag of candy.

The little girl's parents saw it and hurriedly chased her out. Where can I see the fairy sister in my daughter's mouth on the beach!

The mother looked at her daughter's expectant eyes, sighed, and finally took out a piece of malt candy and stuffed it into her daughter's mouth.

The little girl immediately smiled and bent her eyes.

Tu Shanling sat cross-legged on the flying sword, feeling that the moon in the sky was very close to him and hung low in the sky.

The moonlight poured down, and the fish in the sea jumped out of the water, bathed in the moon for a while, and fell back into the water.

Tu Shanling sighed, "Everyone is suffering."

Before some little demons can enlighten their spiritual wisdom, they need to worship the moon and practice. However, the fish cannot be separated from water after all. These fish rely on their instinct to constantly jump out of the water and contact the moonlight to pursue the slim possibility.

"All sentient beings suffer, so the Buddha can save those who are destined to be destined to be. Amitabha, the two donors, and the little monk is courteous." A monk appeared from behind the clouds, and his feet were stepping on a falling cloud reflecting snow, and his temperament was particularly compassionate.

Tu Shanling secretly raised an eyebrow at Song Qian, as if saying "Look". Just fishing, the fish will take the bait.

The monk's spine became cold and his heart was relieved.

His elders of the sect have won the sages of Taoism, and they are in the limelight. They are thirteen major islands and seventy-six small islands around them, and they are recognized as the most profound master of Buddhism.

You should know that a large island is a large Buddhist sect, and a small island is a branch of a Buddhist sect.

It is conceivable how tempting the people of the Huadao Sect were to the disciples of the Buddhist sect at this time.

Tu Shanling "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, where is the shore?"

The monk "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Tu Shanling nodded mysteriously and pulled Song Qian's sleeves.

Song Qian understood the meaning of Tu Shanling and immediately controlled Zhan Nian to turn around.

Monk "..."

A psychopath!

Amitabha Buddha, sins.

Don't speak ill of words, remember it.

He felt that he could rescue him again, so he hurriedly said, "The two donors suddenly went out to sea and they must have doubts. If they don't solve the problem, they will leave. Are you willing?"

Song Qian stopped moving.

In the eyes of the monk, this reaction was a very unwilling expression.

The monk said confidently, "My Buddha Sect is alone overseas. If you don't say anything else, it is definitely a pure place. You may as well go fast for a few days, and you may have a clear understanding."

Tu Shanling lowered her eyebrows and eyes, looking very distressed.

Monk "Giveness and loss follow fate, and the mind does not increase or decrease. The donor should not be attached to appearances. Everything has fate."

Tu Shanling slowly raised her head, and there was a little light gradually in her confused eyes, "The master is right."

The monk still had a compassionate smile on his face and reached out to ask Tu Shanling and the others to go together.

As soon as he turned around, a little bit of complacency was overflowing from the smile on his face.

The Buddhist sect where he is located is called Jinglian Sect, which is not far from where he met Tu Shanling, and it looks like a total of only a hundred nautical miles.

The falling sunset snow supports the monk, and the lotus petals float up and down, emitting a faint fragrance.

Tu Shanling stared at Luo Xia Yingxue, and the monk was furious.

The monk swallowed, "This is a lotus derived from the heart of the little monk Buddha. It is similar to your Taoist sect's natal spiritual treasure and cannot be given to anyone."

Tu Shanling's eyes were filled with regret, "You have sat and melted, will this lotus still be there?"

Monk "..."

Greeds!

It is indeed not easy to mess with the Taoist sect. If you disagree, you will be ready to kill someone and seize the treasure!

He hurriedly said, "You Taoist people have fallen, and the magic weapon left in your own life is just a decoration. And our Buddhist people are more thorough. After sitting in the process of transformation, they will only leave relics, and nothing else will be left."

Tu Shanling suddenly lost interest.

She had seen the relics, which was a magic weapon to restrain evil things. During the Battle of the Ghosts, the Buddha Sect helped him long-rangely and sent a box of relics. But the effect is very good, single-to-one, single-to-many... Then use a large-scale attack formation.

The monk was worried and had the illusion that he had survived the disaster.

It is indeed not easy for monks to save them!

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Jinglian Sect.

The Jinglian Sect is solemn in treasure, and all the palaces are full of golden roofs, which still emit a glimmer of light under the moonlight.

The faint guilt in Tu Shanling's heart disappeared.

With her eyesight, she could naturally see that the roofs were all made of pure gold, and the one closest to her was not the largest. She estimated that the weight was more than 30,000 kilograms!

Very good, even if you have two thousand mouths, you can't eat them!

Monk "The two donors came from afar, probably not having enough food yet." He nodded when he saw Tu Shanling and then said, "Please come with the little monk. Although what our sect prepares is a vegetarian food, it also has a different taste."

Tu Shanling folded her hands together and bent down slightly to salute, "Thank you, Master."

The monk raised his eyebrows, his heart was very soft. He had a new understanding of his ability to influence people. How long has he been in contact with it? The female donor has learned to stand up.

His steps were floating in the road.

Bypassing a temple, a monk with a calm expression came towards him.

The monk introduced, "That is the intelligent junior brother. He used to be a member of your Taoist sect, but now he is under my Buddhist sect."

Tu Shanling looked at the monk carefully and said that you are so proud that you are really easy to be beaten.

Smart, the former head of the Ju family, stopped walking when passing by the monk, "Uncle Mingxin."

Mingxin nodded with a smile and watched Zhi leave.

Tu Shanling shook her head secretly, wondering what this person was thinking.

Mingxin led Tu Shanling into the dining hall and shouted that the little novice monk would come quickly to deliver the food.

The little novice monk dared not be negligent. After a while, the soup of dipped in water tofu, fish-flavored eggplant, earthenia and vegetable soup was served.

Tu Shanling sniffed and her eyes fell on the tofu flowers. The tofu flowers in the Buddha Sect smelled ten thousand times more fragrant than the tofu flowers sold outside.

She picked up the chopsticks, tilted her head and asked, "Master, have some more?"

Mingxin "The little monk has eaten, please give in to the donor."

Tu Shanling really felt at will.

Halfway through her eating, her expression suddenly became sad.

Mingxin noticed it and asked, "Did the donor remember what a difficult thing?"

Tu Shanling covered her eyes, "I ate such good rice and such good dishes here, but my family is starving. I really shouldn't have it."

Her voice was as sad as a nightingale, and even the little novice monk who stayed in the dining hall to clean up could not help but look over.

Song Qian's brows pounded wildly, he turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Mingxin said the Buddha's name, "The Buddha saves those who are destined to be. If the little monk does not know about this, he will not sit idly by."

Tu Shanling covered her chest with emotion, "Master, you are such a good person."

Mingxin was completely floating, and he took a lot of money and said, "The little monk will report this to the abbot. Please use it here."

Tu Shanling gave him a thumbs up, "Am I good?"
Chapter completed!