The movement here attracted ordinary people nearby to gather, and outside the ashes, a circle of people was crowded.

"Tsk tsk, it didn't come in vain. The immortal really had an extraordinary atmosphere."

"What kind of immortal? This is the Buddha. He will go to the Western world in the future."

"Don't the immortals, Buddhas, immortals, and Buddhas all have the same meaning?"

"Seeing what a man does, there is a fairy next to him, who is so beautiful."

Song Shi opened his eyes in a chirping sound, with golden light in his eyes, which looked extraordinary.

When he saw everyone watching, he was speechless: "Are you not afraid of plague when you gather here?"

During this period, the plague was very fierce. Sometimes a village could die. White cloth was hung everywhere in Jinxiu City, and the road was sparsely populated. It took a long time since I saw so many people gathering.

"The immortal spoke to us!"

"Immortals, we are all people who survived the plague, so we are not afraid of the plague!"

A group of people talked and made Song Shi react. His feelings were all survivors. From a scientific perspective, he was really not afraid of the plague.

A gust of wind blew, and he suddenly felt cold all over and looked down.

"I#"

Song Shi hurriedly took out a set of spare clothes and put them on. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he felt embarrassed when he thought that he was afraid that he had been exposed just now.

He was shameless: "What are you looking at? You're almost gone, go home to collect your clothes."

"Young Master!"

The willows move lightly like snow lotus, like a snow lotus coming to Song Shi, carrying a burst of fragrance.

Her eyes were filled with joy: "Congratulations to you, Young Master, for your successful foundation building, and you have also cultivated a magic body. Your strength is far beyond that of an ordinary foundation building cultivator."

"Please help me stay for a long time."

Song Shi smiled at Elder Yuan, walked over and grabbed Liu Ruxue's hand: "Let's continue to set out?"

"Oh, look, this is not a Buddha. Where is there a Buddha so close to women?"

"I don't know, did you listen to the Buddha of Happiness?"

Seeing Song Shi holding Liu Ruxue's hand and hugging her waist, a group of people immediately burst into trouble.

Song Shi knew at this moment that his hair could not withstand the more powerful Nine Yang Yuanli was destroyed and had turned into a bald head, but he still felt depressed by being regarded as a monk.

He hugged Liu Ruxue and said as he walked, "Xue'er, do I look like a monk?"

Her beautiful eyes turned around Song Shi, and Liu Ruxue covered her mouth and smiled, "Don't say, the young master is really like a Buddhist student."

“…”

Song Shi touched his head and coughed: "If you don't have the same knowledge as these people, let's go quickly."

They were a little on the ground, flew lightly, quickly left the crowd, leaving a group of people inexplicably excited to see them fly.

"Elder Yuan, I didn't delay your itinerary, did I?"

Song Shi looked at Elder Yuan apologetically. The elder personally protected him, and was still quite grateful.

"No, Mr. Song can break through, which is a surprise for us."

Elder Yuan was about to mention the sect's affairs when a middle-aged man wearing an official came across from him.

This man was in his forties, with birds embroidered on the government, square face and wide ears, slightly small eyes, dragons and tigers, and more than a dozen monks guarded him behind him.

"I am the prefect of Jinxiu City, Wang Huiwu, came to invite Mr. Song to join our army."

“Not interested.”

Song Shi was too lazy to ask more questions and refused directly. He had decided to be free and would not run away to tie himself up.

The latter's smile froze and a meaningful smile: "You are going to Yaoyue Palace, that's not a good place."
Chapter completed!