I live forever in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 37 Surprise
You are the most important thing.

In most cases, just take care of yourself.

It is not impossible to help people who are very close to you without affecting yourself.

But if it is dangerous to oneself and still wants to be a saint, such monks generally don't live long.

"The fate is like this. If you and I were not cautious this time, I'm afraid I would die in this disaster." He Song's expression also became a little dignified when he heard Wei Fan's sigh.

If it wasn't for being cautious, and Wei Fan was willing to lend a helping hand.

I'm afraid that the only way left for me is to leave Xianfang and become a casual cultivator in the mortal world.

If not go.

The fate of those casual cultivators outside Xianfang is He Song's fate.

After this ordeal, He Song also began to wake up in his heart.

In the future, I still have to be more cautious.

But don't be careless, once you are careless, in this cruel world of cultivating immortals, you may be the one who dies.

"Brother Wei, after today, I will return to the outskirts of Xianfang again. During this period of time, I have to help Brother Wei to escape the catastrophe. This kindness and virtue, He Song will never forget."

All the way to the outskirts of Xianfang, He Song saw from a distance that his original house had not been damaged, so he quickly bowed his hands to Wei Fan and thanked him.

Although he already had a way out in his heart, Chengqing is Chengqing, and He Song firmly remembered Wei Fan's kindness in his heart.

When he left Wei Fan's courtyard, He Song had already brought all the salutes with him.

The real Chengshan came back, and the crisis in Xianfang was resolved, so He Song would naturally no longer live in Wei Fan's small courtyard.

inconvenient.

And it made He Song feel like he was depending on others.

This feeling made He Song feel a little uncomfortable.

Although Wei Fan is his good friend, when the two lived together, they got along very well.

But when the crisis in Xianfang was lifted, He Song still couldn't wait to return to his residence.

Not for anything else, just because it is more comfortable.

"There is no need to see each other between you and me. You stay here first, and I will put the right to live in this house in your name on the first day of next month, and then the rent will be calculated."

Wei Fan shook his head, but did not keep He Song.

But using the power in his hands, He Song saved a few spirit stones.

As a monk in the late stage of Qi training, the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion.

Wei Fan's words in the Lingjian Pavilion still have some weight, and He Song can be exempted from nearly a month's rent with a casual sentence.

However, due to the catastrophe in Xianfang this time, most of the houses built by Lingjian Pavilion were destroyed, and it will take some time to rebuild.

That's why he can say that.

Normally, even if he is the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion, he does not have such power.

This is a small reason why he let go.

After sending He Song home, Wei Fan left with an excuse.

As the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion, most of the rented houses outside Xianfang were damaged, and he will be busy for a long time.

It was just to send He Song home safely, that's why he made this trip.

If not, I'm afraid he would have appeared in the Lingjian Pavilion when Master Chengshan had just returned to Xianfang.

back home.

He Song opened the door of his room.

After entering the house, I realized that the originally clean room had become extremely messy.

Before He Song left, he tidied up the house, but now it has become unsightly.

Thinking about it, I'm afraid some evil cultivators or other people have come here to "patronize".

These messy things were probably caused by people turning them over.

But before He Song left, he took all his belongings away, leaving behind some worthless things.

So there is nothing to lose.

However, although there was no loss, He Song frowned at the mess in front of him.

resignedly.

He can only start to tidy up.

As a monk, his physical strength must be much stronger than that of ordinary people.

In addition, the spiritual power in the body can also be used for cleaning, so He Song quickly made the house tidy again.

Soon, the originally messy house became extremely tidy.

He Song also sat at the desk where he had been sitting for more than five years.

Made myself a pot of tea.

The experience of this time began to flash in his mind.

Three months ago, out of caution, He Song went to live in Wei Fan's home.

It was three months in a flash.

Until today, He Song moved out of Wei Fan's home and returned to his own home.

He Song didn't feel anything wrong with what happened during these three months.

But thinking of the scene of Master Chengshan massacring all directions outside Fangshi earlier today, He Song's mind flashed a scene of Taoism, but the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

Chengshan real person.

As soon as he heard the Dharma name, he might be able to know that the magic weapon he is good at seems to be the Qingshan Seal.

However, when I saw it today, the huge Qingshan seal in the hands of Master Chengshan did not seem to have exerted its power.

Instead, Master Chengshan finally used a thin golden thread that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and wiped out those evil cultivators.

In comparison.

He Song is more willing to believe that the huge green hill seal seems to be a cover.

Specifically designed to grab the attention of other people.

Even, he did not hesitate to use his own dharma name as a cover.

Unfamiliar people will pay special attention to the Qingshan seal in his hand when they hear the name of the Dharma.

However, the thin golden thread in Master Cheng Shan's hand is the real master of Cheng Shan.

From the beginning, whether it was He Song, other monks, or even those evil cultivators, they all focused on Qingshan Yin.

It wasn't until later that the thin golden thread showed its power that everyone was amazed at the great strength of Master Chengshan with a confused look on their faces.

However, except for He Song's slight awareness.

Everyone else probably didn't know what it was that killed those evil cultivators.

No one paid attention to the magic weapon that looked like a thin golden thread.

"The magic number and the magic weapon related to the magic name are used as a cover, and another magic weapon that no one pays attention to is used as a hole card, so as to catch them by surprise and catch them unawares."

He Song thought for a moment, and soon suddenly realized that he completely understood the handwriting of Master Chengshan.

That is to say, He Song noticed the thin golden line that is hard to see with the naked eye, and was able to deduce so much information backwards.

If He Song didn't notice that thin golden line.

I'm afraid he wants to break his head, and he can't figure out how Master Chengshan shot and killed those evil cultivators.

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate the people of the world. The monks who established the foundation can set a trap step by step, let alone higher-level monks." He Song wanted to understand everything, and his vigilance against the monks of this world also rose to the top. peak.

In this cruel world of cultivating immortals, hiding cards and spreading mist seems to be something every monk will do.

This will increase your survival rate.

It can also allow you to have more means.

It even makes it easier for him to kill the enemy.

The images he experienced during this period continued to flash in his mind, and He Song's expression quickly calmed down.

(End of this chapter)