"Hello, Mr. Wei."

"Sir, can you be here?" Wei Ming had a smile on his face.

"He is, but he seems to be practicing." Xiao Ye said.

"Oh?" Wei Ming subconsciously looked at the courtyard and saw the burnt house.

This? He was stunned.

"What's going on?" he asked softly.

"I don't know that the house suddenly caught fire yesterday afternoon, and then it turned out like this. The young master didn't let us disturb him."

Oh, Wei Ming nodded after hearing this, and his voice lowered a little.

"When the young master has time, you tell him that I have something to visit."

"yes."

"But Brother Wei is outside, please come in." Wusheng's voice came from the courtyard.

In the burnt room, Wu Sheng sighed slightly, looked at the scroll in his hand, and slowly put it away.

After hearing this, Wei Ming's face changed drastically and he hurriedly trotted into the room where Wusheng was.

"Wei Ming was wrong. Did he disturb me just now? I hope I will forgive me for my crime." As soon as I entered the room, Wei Ming hurriedly bowed and admitted his mistake.

"Hi, it's okay." Wusheng waved his hand with a smile. Such a restrained attitude made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The knock on the door and the sound of opening the door just now did make him awake from a rare state of perception, but he should have realized it. This accidental gain has made him very pleased, and it can even be called a surprise. This matter is an opportunity, when to come and go, and it cannot be forced.

"Please sit down and serve tea with Xiaoye."

I realized by chance and gained a lot, and Wusheng was very happy.

The exquisite tea cup and the best spiritual tea were placed on the torn table, which was really out of place.

After entering the room, Wei Ming carefully observed Wusheng's face. After confirming that he was not angry, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then let go of his hanging heart.

"Is there anything to ask me for?"

"It's something, something private."

"Speaking."

Wei Ming pondered for a moment and explained his purpose. It turned out that he was a little confused about his practice. He wanted to ask Wusheng for some advice.

Those who work for Bafanglou rely more on their own practice. Bafanglou serves Donghai King after all, and is not a sect of cultivation. Of course, they will also receive guidance from the shopkeeper, but in the end it is very limited, just slightly stronger than those casual cultivators.

It’s different now. There is such a great monk from the towering realm around you, and it’s a rare opportunity!

When practicing, you will be persistent over time. But sometimes you may be stuck and it is difficult to get through. After passing this hurdle, you may see a different scenery. If you have a good teacher’s advice at this time, you will definitely benefit a lot. Why are the descendants of those methods excellent, profound background, and good teachers’ guidance to help them get a high starting point and avoid many detours.

Wei Ming has now encountered the obstacles of his practice and is stuck. What he has practiced is the art of talismans, using talismans to communicate with the world, and control ghosts and gods.

Wusheng really has some knowledge of this path. The several Buddhist mantras he learned in the Demon-Subduing Array under Lanruo Temple are talismans. All Buddhists have practice methods in this area. Wei Ming can give some advice on his doubts.

Wusheng didn't say much, nor did he make up the system of rules, but he just talked about his own practice and experience. For Wei Ming, this was simply a sound of nature. He was fascinated by hearing it, and he was concentrating on his mind, for fear of missing a word.

After hearing what Wusheng said, Wei Ming felt enlightened and suddenly realized.

"Thank you for your advice, sir!" Wei Ming bowed solemnly.

Practice actually emphasizes the perspective of the essay. Many orthodox monks look down on the side and left-minded paths, and those who are casual cultivators cannot obtain the so-called orthodox method. Such methods of guidance on practice like Wusheng can be called solving doubts. If you say it is more important, it is almost like spreading the Dharma.

"Sir, if you drive something in the future, Wei Ming will definitely do his best."

"You're welcome, this is also a fate between you and me." Wusheng smiled.

"I'll arrange for someone to change my residence."

"Please trouble you."

After Wei Ming left, someone came over for only a cup of tea and arranged a quieter courtyard for Wusheng. The furnishings and arrangements inside were similar to those here. He also asked him if he was satisfied. If he was not satisfied, he could change it. Wusheng looked at it and thought it was quite good, but he left after listening.

The next day, the sky showed a rare smile, and a crack was cracked in the dark clouds, and sunlight spread through the cracks to the ground.

On a mountain outside Hailing City, Wusheng stood on a rock. The breeze blew in his robe, and a golden light was beating on his body, like a small flame of joy.

The magic power of the Great Sun Tathagata's true scripture flows on the body, which is a bit different.

He had been standing there for a day. As the evening approached, he was about to return to the city, but a figure seemed to emerge from the water from the waves of the East China Sea.

Any monsters?

Wusheng stopped and looked at the East China Sea, but saw the man coming to the shore of the road, standing by the sea, turning around and looking at the rolling waves.

"Hey, it's a woman!"

Wusheng looked closely and found that this was a woman, wearing snow-white clothes, and could be seen with extraordinary posture.

Alas! The woman sighed softly, as if she was worried.

She looked at the East China Sea and turned toward Hailing City.

This time, Wusheng saw her face clearly.

The eyebrows are like green feathers, the skin is like condensed fat. The face is surrounded by peach blossom petals, and the hair is filled with golden phoenix silk. It is like Chang'e coming to the earth in the moon, and the fairy in the Nine Heavens descends to the mortal world.

The two met in the air.

"Who!" the woman sighed softly.

Oh, it was discovered.

Ahem, well, Wusheng walked out of the darkness.

"This female...demon...girl!" Wu Sheng changed his title several times after thinking about it.

The beautiful woman in the prosperous era stared straight at Wusheng with bright eyes.

Hey, what's going on with this look?

My face is a little hot. Could it be that I have a bad rest these days and I have a fever?

"The little woman has seen her benefactor!" The woman moved her lotus steps lightly and bowed to Wusheng.

"Huh...master?" Wusheng was stunned.

"Did the girl recognize the wrong person?"

You won’t admit your mistake. Did your benefactor save a golden carp from the hands of an old man?”

"Ah, there's something happening."

Wusheng remembered that it was the first time he came to Lin'an City. He met a strange old man. The old man was very enthusiastic about him and insisted on marrying his daughter to him. When he saw that he disagreed, he wanted to invite him to drink fish soup. At that time, it was a golden carp. Wusheng saw that the golden carp was so pitiful that he persuaded the old man to release it.

"Wait, you might be that golden carp?"

"The little woman is just that day, she was playing in the sea, and she didn't feel like she was trapped by him. She almost lost her life. Thanks to her benefactor's rescue, she escaped."

"Small things, small things." Wusheng waved his hand with a smile.

"So it's a carp spirit!"

The two looked at each other, then both lowered their heads.

The sea waves rolled, beating the reefs, and the atmosphere was a little subtle for a moment.

"A girl is a monster?"

Wusheng looked at the woman with Dharma eyes and saw that there was a ray of rays covering her body, auspiciousness, and no blood flame was seen.

"Yes, that's right." The woman nodded.
Chapter completed!