The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Is the living Buddha's words wrong?
Song Lanyi knew a little about the appellation of the Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions.

What can be called a "living Buddha" is at least a saint-level existence.

The sage's proverbs, in the impression of the world, exist like truth.

And the girl in front of her, with delicate features, looks like she's not even in her twenties, so how dare she utter such wild words?

I could only hear Song Lanyi's lips opening and closing, and said slowly, "In the eyes of the living Buddha, all living beings are equal. But in the eyes of the world, people love beautiful women and hate hungry bears. That's why they save beautiful women and kill hungry bears. Therefore, the living Buddha's words , for the world, it is wrong. But for the living Buddha himself, this is his way."

"There are tens of thousands of ways in the world, and the ideas of various schools of thought collide with each other. As long as the other party does not agree with what you think, is the other party wrong? I think... there is no such reason in this world, right?"

The playful look on the old man's face gradually faded away, and instead he became thoughtful, and his gaze towards Song Lanyi also became more colorful.

He couldn't help asking again, "What about you? What do you think is Tao?"

Song Lanyi supported her chin, thought for a while, and then said: "I think that as long as the heart has a direction, wherever you step is my way."

The old man twitched slightly between his brows and eyes.

He thought he could hear some earth-shattering words, but in the end... that's it?
But before he could speak, the old man's expression changed suddenly.

wrong!

Do things according to your heart...

At first glance, these words sound innocent, but in fact they are extremely evil and cruel.

This kind of complete idealism, Song Lanyi can do things according to his own likes and dislikes, isn't this evil enough?
After a long while, the old man suppressed the surprise in his heart, and looked at Song Lanyi with strange eyes.

"What a killer. Are you interested in joining the Xingluo Army?"

Xingluojun is another term he doesn't know.

Song Lanyi was not used to the military system, and just about to refuse, Xiaofenzhu's voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Promise him!"

He was afraid that Song Lanyi would disagree, so he quickly talked about the information about the Xingluo Army.

The Starfall Army is the only official force in the Lost Realm, aiming to find the inheritance of the gods.

To put it simply, this is a bold... organization that intends to cultivate a new generation of gods.

Inside this organization, there are many special information about the maze domain, and many special inheritance secret realms are in charge.

Song Lanyi had no idea about the position of the gods, but he was quite curious about the steles kept in the secret realm.

She pondered for a while, and she already had the answer in her heart, but a struggling expression appeared on her face.

"Mr., it's not that I don't agree... It's just that the elders in my family have told me before coming here that there are still many family traditions to be passed on in the family. If I enter the Xingluo Army, I'm afraid it will take a lot of work."

The old man sized up Song Lanyi, and his evaluation of Song Lanyi in his heart reached another level.

The son of a big family, and the favor of the spiritual pet in the lost domain, plus the attention of the treasure hunting ferret...

The potential of this Song Lanyi seems to be higher than that of the monk, and he is more suitable to enter the Xingluo army that is killing iron and blood.

The old man smiled and began to explain, "Don't worry, little girl. Although the Xingluo Army is an army, it is more like a base camp for incubating Tianjiao. It's a coincidence today, why don't I take you to see it?"

Song Lanyi happened to have such thoughts, so he simply walked forward obediently.

On the street, in a bustling town with a lot of traffic, there was a wild rose with thorns blooming in the corner.

However, in this small town with a strong foreign style, there is a courtyard with five entrances, a bronze gate, and stone lions with a cool color, which makes Song Lanyi feel like returning to the territory of the human race.

But this illusion was quickly interrupted by the surging crowd.

Foreigners with hair of various colors lined up neatly in front of the gate, and the line was so long that it even spread to the end of the street.

Just looking at this team, Song Lanyi felt his scalp tingling, feeling like he was dreaming of a tourist attraction in his previous life.

Fortunately...she has scalpers.

Song Lanyi silently followed behind the old man, facing the envious or suspicious eyes behind him, and calmly stepped into the bronze door.

The little pink pig hiding in her sleeve poked her head out, glared at those people, and said proudly, "What are you looking at? It's a mediocrity not to be envied by others!"

The corners of Song Lanyi's mouth twitched slightly, and he pressed the little pink pig back calmly, "Stop being a monster."

Pink Pig: Chick!
After stepping through the bronze gate, Song Lanyi got a glimpse of the whole picture.

I saw a spar the size of a human head hanging on the door frame.

Under the sudden sunlight, the spar reveals a misty rainbow light.

In the next second, a woman in a lavender robe with her face hidden in a hood said coldly, "Gengu is lower than the second class, no special constitution, unqualified."

The man under the spar's complexion collapsed, and his energy and energy suddenly collapsed because of this sentence, and his eyes were even red, and there were faint tears about to drip.

But in the face of such a situation, the people around were all indifferent, as if they were not surprised.

The same is true for the old man, and he even had a leisurely conversation with Song Lanyi, "You are from the other side of the sea, so you should already know the meaning of this statement."

"A second-class root, it's good or bad. But for Xing Luojun, who has always only recruited top talents, it is obviously not enough."

"Of course," the old man looked at Song Lanyi, showing a smile, "The fundamental condition is just the most basic, and it's not a problem for you at all."

Just as he was talking, the old man approached those purple-robed men, greeted them with a smile on his face, and then moved his lips slightly, as if he was talking about something.

Soon, the purple-robed man raised his head and looked in the direction of Song Lanyi.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to dissect Song Lanyi inch by inch.

Facing such gazes, Song Lanyi just stood still, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, the purple-robed man said calmly, "You, come here."

Before Song Lanyi came to the team, some of the people who were squeezed out by her were young and showed dissatisfaction, while some old people just stood by and watched.

Sure enough, before Song Lanyi could do anything, a rebellious voice sounded from the crowd, "Who is this person? Why can she be ranked ahead of us?"

The purple-robed man was not angry, he just turned his head and sneered, "It's just because of her talent."

This time it was the boy with short Mohawk hair who spoke aggressively, "She hasn't even tested, so how do you know she's talented? If she doesn't have talent, wouldn't that be a waste of everyone's time?"

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