Fang Zhenyu felt chilling when he heard the name of sand ants: "When I left my hometown, I hired a group of guards for a lot of money. Unexpectedly, when I was traveling through the desert, I encountered an ant colony coming out of my nest. They couldn't hide and all buried an ant mouths. It was a lucky thing that I could reach the heart-leaf oasis alive..."

Thinking about it until now, Fang Zhenyu is still in fear, but this is not what Ding Xing asked, so he just mentioned this experience.

He returned to Ding Xing's question: "Sand ants have been rushing in major oasis since ancient times, and local people have solutions. This time the insect scourge that attacked my hometown is a new insect, and there are monsters in command. The old methods in the past have no effect on them. Most of the oasis in my hometown have become their nests. If they do not try to drive them away, the moon corridor oasis will soon become a deserted dead land."

This time he came to Xinyehu just to ask the monk Changyou to go to exterminate insects and to calm his hometown again.

After hearing this, Ding Xing pointed to the wooden box in his luggage: "Are you going to take this thing as a thank you?"

Fang Zhenyu was revealed and simply said to Ding Xing bluntly: "It's true that my mother also has the identity of an immortal master. But she unfortunately passed away before the new year. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to take the risk of coming here. The treasure in this box is the relics of my mother. I will present it to Master Changyuan first, which can reflect my gratitude."

Ding Xing shook his head: "But this thing is useless to Master Changyuan."

The iron rake in the box is just an ordinary magic weapon. A young monk who has just started this treasure may value it, but for the monk Changyuan who has long built a mysterious fetus, it is not at all attractive. In fact, the effect is no different from presenting or not presenting.

When Ding Xing saw Fang Zhenyu risking his life to save his hometown from danger, he mentioned: "You really want to be grateful. You might as well worship a Buddha statue of Master Changyuan in your hometown. You call on your fellow villagers to convert to his door and bring in incense every year. You don't need you to plead for mercy. Once something happens in your hometown, Master Changyuan will take the initiative to eliminate disasters and eliminate disasters for you."

Buddhism is the most important thing incense. The accumulation of vows to a certain extent can help the Buddhists to realize the Zen. This is also a way to improve their Taoism. The monk Changyuan broke one of his arms and tempered the Buddha's body. The method of tempering the Buddha's body has been blocked. He can only enter the world and do good deeds and accumulate virtues. As long as the merits are enough, he still has the opportunity to enter the next realm of Buddhism.

Fang Zhenyu didn't understand the connection, and thought that casting a Buddha statue could impress Master Changyuan to come and help?

He was quite disbelief and was about to find Ding Xing to confirm, but suddenly he heard a whisper of praise from the hillside on the side of the official road: "This friend of Taoism has a good experience. It is better to offer treasures than to offer treasures. Exclusive heart can impress Master Changyuan!"

Fang Zhenyu looked up and saw a middle-aged man floating on the stone pavilion on the hillside. He could fly in the air and was undoubtedly an immortal master.

Fang Zhenyu was not nervous or timid. Instead, he wanted to chat with him, but the middle-aged man didn't look at him at all and kept looking at Ding Xing.

Moreover, he politely called "Fellow Daoist", so Ding Xing's identity was about to emerge, and he was obviously a member of the Immortal Master.

Fang Zhenyu was suddenly lost his mind. He was really clumsy. He had been with him for so long, but he didn't notice the special thing about Ding Xing's body.

It was also Ding Xing who pretended to be unfavorable. Even if he had an approachable conversation with the most ordinary boatman, he was really far from his identity as an immortal master.

But this behavior made Fang Zhenyu believe that Ding Xing had a humble and expert demeanor.

"Where did fellow Taoist come from? What's the price to do when I climbed onto my heart's Yedao?" The middle-aged man couldn't see through Ding Xing's background and could not see through Ding Xing's cultivation level. He did not dare to be arrogant.

Ding Xing did not make things difficult for him. This person was just a monk in the middle stage of Qi training. Appearing here was just a routine matter.

Ding Xing just said: "It's nothing important. This time I landed on the island, I just met my old friend, Master Changyuan."

When the middle-aged man heard Ding Xing's tone, he seemed to be having a relationship with Master Changyuan, which made the middle-aged man nervous and thought to himself, could Ding Xing be a senior in the mysterious stage of the fetus?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly bowed: "It turns out that he is a friend of Master Changyuan, I am so respectful! I am so proud of the deacon Huang Pingzhang from Xinye North City, who is responsible for receiving fellow Taoists from other places to visit the island! Since fellow Taoists are here to visit Master Changyuan, I will not delay your itinerary!"

Because he was afraid of Ding Xing's cultivation, he didn't dare to interrogate him any more, because he was afraid of causing trouble.

When Ding Xing saw his experienced observation of his expression and expression, he asked casually: "When I entered the lake, I heard that Master Changyuan went out far away. Do you know where he went?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Master Changyuan accompanied my city lord to the Guanhaiguan corridor. In the past few months, I don't know what happened. A large number of unknown monsters emerged from the corridor. Although these monsters are currently making waves near the Moon Gate Oasis and have not crossed the border to the Xinye Oasis, if the cause is not found out and their migration is stopped in time, it will sooner or later cause disaster here!"

Fang Zhenyu was overjoyed after hearing this. He ran to Xinyehu just for help. He didn't expect that Master Changyuan and the immortal masters here would go to investigate first. In this way, the big stone hanging in his heart could finally be put down.

Ding Xing asked, "When will they return?"

The middle-aged man said, "They have been there for half a month. The long corridor of Guanhai is not far from Xinye Oasis. You should come back soon. Fellow Taoist, wait for a few days in Qingchun Temple. If they don't return in three days, our four cities will send their children to search for it! At that time, we will inform you of the search news!"

Ding Xing nodded at him, "Okay, I'll wait."

After saying that, he continued to walk along the official road.

Fang Zhenyu bent down to salute the middle-aged man first, and then quickly caught up with Ding Xing: "I have no eyes and can't recognize the identity of the senior's immortal master just now. I hope you don't blame me."

He had already seen that Ding Xing's magical powers seemed to be stronger than middle-aged men, and they looked much more powerful. Otherwise, the middle-aged man, as a local snake, shouldn't have acted so respectfully to Ding Xing.

Since he had such a fate that he and Ding Xing met, not only would he take the same boat, but he would also be very likely to live in the same temple. He was determined to serve his subordinates. If Ding Xing was moved, he would have an insurance policy to eliminate the insect plague in his hometown.

Ding Xing could not see the monk Changyuan for the time being, so he was not in a hurry to rush to travel. He chatted with Fang Zhenyu and said, "You said your mother is also a monk, so why didn't you enter the Taoist sect? Is it because the roots and bones are not good?"

Fang Zhenyu replied truthfully: "It's shameful to say that my mother told me my true identity before she died. She said that practice is a mirror and water moon, and she pursued it hard, but in the end it was just a waste, but it was just a little sad. It's better to stay in the mortal world! She also said that life and death have reincarnation, and there are even a certainty. She herself decided to follow the way of heaven, and she was born, old, sick and died like a mortal! She hoped that I would live my life safely and did not teach me the method of cultivating immortals at all!"

A monk who can cruelly give up his obsession with cultivating immortals should be completely despairing about the path of Tao, and of course it may also be bored.

People have various forms, and the same is true for monks. Not every monk can have ambitions, persevere, and persevere.

Most monks will inevitably feel depressed after experiencing the hardships and confusions on the road to immortal cultivation.

This is obviously the case with Fang Zhenyu's mother.

This reminded Ding Xing of an old friend, named Fang Liangu, a very ordinary casual cultivator who accidentally embarked on the path of cultivation. From then on, he gave up his family and wandered for half his life but failed to achieve the Tao. After the death of his only close friend, Leng Erniang, she became more and more depressed. Apart from being able to comfort her while she was busy, she could no longer be interested in the Tao.

Thinking of this, Ding Xing couldn't help but be stunned. He thought that Fang Zhenyu's surname was Fang, so he could not be Fang Liangu's son, but after counting the time, it was less than fifteen years since Fang Liangu left Jinlu Winery, and she did not have a son as old as Fang Zhenyu.

But Ding Xing couldn't help but be curious and asked Fang Zhenyu's life experience.

As a result, Ding Xing sighed when he heard this.

"Actually, my mother is not my biological mother, but my younger adoptive mother. The younger generation was born an orphan. When she was young, she begs for a living. Once she was sleeping outside the city, she met her mother in a coma and in the wild. I was only seven or eight years old at that time. I couldn't drag her down. I was afraid that she would be taken away by wild beasts, so I picked up branches to cover her and went to see her the next day."

"I originally wanted to see if she died or not, which was not a good deed. But when she woke up, she felt grateful for my thrift, so she accepted me as her son, loved me very much, raised me for more than ten years, and ran a wine-making business in Yuelang Oasis. She soon became a giant, but she was not interested in money and was completely prepared for me in the family business."

"She revealed her life story to me before her death, saying that she was a monk from Wei Kingdom. Because of a disaster, she moved to Tiandong Desert. When she was looking for an oasis, she provoked enemies and fled to the Moon Gang Oasis. She then relied on me for life. When she died, I asked her if she had a wish and if I needed to move her coffin to Wei Kingdom. She said there was no need to trouble. She only had one boss in Wei Kingdom, and she might be worried about her, but the boss might have died, so I buried her in the Moon Gang Oasis."

...

Ding Xing didn't have to ask Fang Zhenyu's mother's name at all, and he had already guessed that his mother was Fang Liangu.

Ding Xing really never expected that after the poison broke out in Jinlu Winery, Fang Liangu would have traveled such a far-reaching territory and moved from Weiguo to the border oasis of Tiandong Desert in one breath.

Moreover, he had hidden his identity and completely turned into a mortal. He would not have any contact with the world of immortal cultivation. No wonder he asked Ding Chen to send someone to search for it, but he could not find any clues for several years.

Jinlu Winery had such a great disaster, and Fang Liangu might have felt that Ding Xing could not protect herself, so she was discouraged and decided to move to the desert to stop her life.

Fang Liangu is not the first monk to transform into a reign in the lonely and nameless world, nor is she the last one. Her life experience is actually common in the world of immortal cultivation.

This is the norm of monks, not a special case.

Ding Xing misses Fang Liangu, but will not sympathize with him, because for Fang Liangu, she can have an adopted son wearing mourning clothes when she dies and can have more than ten years of family life, and her ending is already perfect.

After Fang Zhenyu finished talking about Fang Liangu's situation, the two of them had already walked to the gate of Qingchun Temple.

Ding [Biqudao www.biqudao.xyz] woke up and looked at the solemn temple building, and waved his hand: "Zhenyu, if you go to worship the door, just say that the friend of Mohe from the past came to visit Master Changyuan."

Fang Zhenyu was immediately happy and thought that Master Ding called me my name, but there was a close tone here. He originally wanted to give Ding Xing an unyielding horse, but he was most worried that Ding Xing would not accept him as a mortal, but at this moment he dispelled his doubts.

Immediately climbed up the steps and slapped the temple gate.

When a monk came to open the door, Fang Zhenyu conveyed Ding Xing's words.

When the monk heard this, he glanced at Ding Xing, and said first: "Donor wait a moment," and then turned back to the temple. After a moment, he led a group of monks out.

There were five or six, all of them were old. They had no magic power on them. They were obviously suffering monks who were doing rough work in the temple.

But the little novice monk they surrounded was a real monk. He was about ten years old and looked very immature, but he looked serious and looked like an adult.

When he arrived in front of Ding Xing, he raised his palm and bowed, saying in a regular manner: "Little monk Yichen, my master is the abbot of Qingchun Temple. The donor is polite! The donor is a friend of Mohe of his master in the past. How dare you ask the donor, but Master Ding from Qiongtai Sect?"

He was a disciple of Monk Changyuan. After the opening of the Qingchun Temple, he was recruited to sit in the seat and told him every day that he was young. Although he was young, when Monk Changyuan was not in the temple, all the monks would follow him.

Ding Xing smiled and said, "My surname is indeed Ding."

"Ah! It's really Master Ding!" The little monk Yichen was originally with a stern face, pretending to be a mature man. Once Ding Xing's identity was confirmed, he knelt in front of Ding Xing, crying.

He is the only personal disciple of Monk Changyuan. He lives on Xinye Island every day. The monks from nearby cities come to visit regularly. He always receives these guests with Changyuan, but Changyuan's attitude towards them is cold and he only thinks they are ordinary donors of practice.

However, when he was listening to Changyuan's lectures, he often heard about Ding Xing from Changyuan. He knew very early that the teacher Changyuan had an old friend like Ding Xing. Later, Makino Iron Hand moved into the temple and took him to play every few days and gave him novel magic tools from time to time.

I thought he was taken to the temple by Changyuan when he was a baby. In addition to chanting scriptures, he was extremely bored and lonely. Makino Iron Hand was the only person who brought him childhood fun. He had long regarded Makino Iron Hand as his elder brother, and he also subtly felt the love of an elder for Ding Xing.

This is also the reason why he was moved and lost his composure after seeing Ding Xing.

I saw him touching tears and muttering: "Master Ding is such a coincidence. If you don't come again, your nephew might have to go to Weiguo to find you."

Ding Xing picked him up: "What happened? Tell me slowly, don't cry at all."

The little monk Yichen hurriedly said, "The right lesson from Master Ding is mainly because the little monk is too worried about Brother Tie Hand's injury, and he is afraid that he will die in the temple and cannot explain it to Master Ding. Now that he has seen you, he can't help but feel unable to control his tears."

After hearing this, Ding Xing reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, and said as he walked, "Is the iron hand injured? Is he recovering from the temple at this time? You can take me to see him now."

"Yes, the injury is so serious." The little monk Yichen hugged Ding Xing's arm with his back hand and accelerated his footsteps: "Fellow Daoist Ding, let's go quickly, I'll take you to see Brother Tie Shou!"
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