A few years ago, the Chinese ball was defeated by a series of defeats by Wen Daofeng disciples, which then triggered a "spiritual pet tide". After thinking about it, Jing Hua decided to "confess his experience" to his master.

The white wolf is too special, and it is no problem to hide it for ten or eight days. It is difficult to keep it from revealing flaws after years of living in the "Yishen Sect".

Unexpectedly, "Wuji Real Person" did not feel surprised at all when he witnessed the white wolf spitting out words. According to him, it is normal for a few monsters to be gifted, their spiritual intelligence has been improved, and they can learn to communicate.

It was not until Jing Hua said the whole story of the "Relics of the Southern Xinjiang Road" and pointed out that the rice balls had been detained for many years that Master Ping showed a deep thoughtful expression and agreed to find clues for his disciples.

At this moment, seeing the white wolf smiling, Ping Wuji waved his hand directly.

"Forget it... You evil beast, maybe older than me, don't pretend to be stupid and obedient. Hua'er, ashamed, I claim to be knowledgeable and powerful, but I can't find the roots of your "spiritual pet". Ancient monsters have great magical powers, and are very aware of various changes and change their appearance at any time. However, it can only turn into a white rat, which is far from the rumors..."

Jing Hua lowered his head and replied, "Yes, the disciples are frightened..."

Ping Zhenren continued: "...but according to your description, I have found another record. It is rumored that ancient monsters have their own magical powers. Some can "dissipate" or even "fake death" in order to avoid natural disasters and man-made disasters, and indirectly return to the chaotic state... Such changes are equivalent to reincarnation and rebirth, and the "life memories" are still half dissipated. After the recovery, the monsters will grow again according to their instincts. When their cultivation is complete, they may be able to retrieve one or two "life fragments". Unfortunately, the records in the book are vague..."

Jing Hua's ears were buzzing, and his heart was filled with the four words "reincarnation and rebirth", and he had not heard the words behind the master clearly.

The world of cultivation has been passed down from generation to generation, and the key to the engagement between monsters and monks lies in the word "fate method". As for what "fate method" is, no one can explain it clearly. At this moment, when the master talks, Jing Hua seemed to have touched a trace of the veins.

"...... Most of these monsters are arrogant and have great magical powers, and can meet you... Haha, Hua'er, you are indeed blessed with a lot of blessings..."

When Jing Hua came to his senses, the master had already made a judgment. The white wolf squatted beside him and lighted his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"That's right! Master, Xiao Jingzi is just in a blessing and doesn't know how to be blessed. He beat and scolded me back then, and said that I could sleep besides eating. What kind of 'prodigality'..."

"Hahaha... Hua'er, I can't even figure it out, let alone other people. Your 'spiritual pet' is too strange. Don't mention it to others in the future, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble. As for how much nonsense it is... In this way, you will say that the white wolf was enlightened by me and opened up spiritual wisdom, as a reward for your entry wall..."

"Yes, my disciples remember it in my heart."

Seeing that the master's advice had been finished, Jing Hua bowed again and prepared to say goodbye. Ping Wuji saw it and waved his hand to stop him, saying, "Wait... Hua'er, let you come today. In addition to practicing stick techniques, you will also see someone again..."

Jing Hua lowered his head and replied, "Yes, my disciples should follow the instructions of the master and ancestors."

Ping Zhenren shook his head and said, "No need to be restrained... This person is the same generation as you, and is still a monk. His cultivation has only reached the 'body awareness' and he became a monk in the Central Plains' "Futu Temple". His master Shanguo has already attained the Anahan fruit. He was familiar with me when he was young... We made an appointment to enter the 'Yishen Sect' together, but he missed the opportunity to join the 'Futu Temple'. Over the years, we have made great progress in our cultivation, hahaha... The old bald donkey has insight into the world and people's hearts, but he still can't let go of his obsession..."

"......Decades ago, he picked up an abandoned baby in Kunlun Mountain Stream and brought it back to the "Futu Temple" to adopt it. The young monk probably has good talent. The old bald donkey often comes to letters and boasts about it, boasting that there are few in the sky and unparalleled underground..."

"...... Hua'er, I originally studied ancient classics and looked for the cracks in the world. After being prepared, I planned to impact the perfection of the Nascent Soul, but I did not plan to accept disciples again. It happened that the bald donkey came to him and boasted, and the boy Le came to him at this time. By chance, I put you in the door wall..."

"... The old bald donkey has other abilities, but his ears are very sharp. I don't know why. He wrote a letter a few days ago, asking his baby apprentice to come here to fight Qiufeng and to 'get close' with you're here.'

Before he finished speaking, a crisp childish voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Little monk Huijing, pay homage to Master Ping."

"Squeak..."

The gate of the courtyard opened without wind, "Wuji Zhenren" smiled and said, "The good things are chosen in a thousand ways, and I am finally willing to pass on my robe and mantle. Haha... Come in..."

"Sir Xie..."

Before he finished speaking, a young boy walked into the yard, looking only twelve or thirteen years old. He was wearing a white monk's robe, with a shiny bald head, big eyes and small nose, and looked very cute.

The little monk was wearing a rosary on his neck, a straw hat behind him, and a blue Zen stick in his hand. Jing Hua's spiritual consciousness was extraordinary. These objects were not astonishing, but they contained treasure light and were hidden without revealing them.

"Hahaha... the old bald donkey has always been so stingy. Now he has made an exception to bleed and sent out all the ragged babies from his youth. He has high expectations for you... Huijing, what has your master taught?"

Huijing smiled on her face, folded her palms and bowed to salute.

"Amitabha, the master said that although Master Ping is called Ping Qian, he is actually the most promiscuous. Most of the money he transformed from that year was cheated by Master Zhu to buy broken books. Shanzai, Shanzai, these are all the words of Master Zhu. Master Zhu, you won't blame me..."

"Hahaha......"

"Wuji Zhenren" smiled to the sky with a happy expression, without any intention of blaming him. Jing Hua laughed in his heart. It turned out that the master's name was Ping Qian, and "Wuji" was just his Taoist name.

According to the master, the young monk was born decades ago. Now he still looks like a boy, without any artificiality, and seems to have some tricks.

As recorded in the classics, high-level monks can change their appearance. Their appearances they usually manifest are in line with their understanding of "Tao". Monk Huijing's cultivation is only as good as "body awareness", and it is difficult to achieve "internal enlightenment and external transformation". It is either his talent, his roots and bones are clear, or his body possesses some secret technique.

"... The old bald donkey has a good memory and has not put down his adult bad debts at all. Well... the usury he owed him back today. Huijing, what did your master say before leaving?"

"Yes... the master asked me to walk around, watch and listen more, and experience and understand the sufferings of the world..."

Halfway through the words, the monk suddenly turned his head.

"Senior Brother Jing, the little monk is polite..."

Jing Hua was very surprised. According to the seniority of both parties, the young monk was at least his "master uncle". The other party called him "senior brother", which made him not know how to deal with it, so he could only bend down slightly to return the gift.

"Master Ping, the master said that you will meet Senior Brother Jing when you come. He told me to ask Senior Brother for advice and ask Master to help me to point out the omissions in my cultivation."

"Okay... OK... I know that the old bald donkey remains unchanged, and the trivial things back then were gone at all. Hua'er, the opportunity is rare. You and your junior brother will try to give his master a face..."

Speaking of this, Ping Wuji turned his head and continued, "Huijing, Hua'er will arrive at the 'Futu Temple' in the future. Remember to remind your master. The wine and fat meat that he owed me in the past will be sent back in a cycle of cause and effect. Do you know?"

Huijing bowed and clasped her hands and said, "Abide by the teachings of my master..."
Chapter completed!