Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 1653: A blue lantern with ancient Buddha (7)

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Chapter 1653 A blue lantern with ancient Buddha (7)

"No, the benefactor, Lao Na just sees that you are connected to the Buddha and is willing to take you there, instead of letting you become a monk. The choice is up to you."

The old monk looked at Song Yiyang, his eyes were muddy but full of Zen.

Song Yiyang wore a red dress, no wind, automatic, enchanting face, only a smile of relief was left, still so handsome and innocent.

He looked at the lights of the distant city, it was a strong smell of firework.

"What's the difference? It's not a matter of time."

He said faintly, with a pair of peach eyes, he has seen through Hong Chen.

It became a truth.

A few years later, he ascended to an immortal, and the Heavenly Buddha wanted to accept him as a disciple and cut off his three thousand hairs.

He laughed, and the roots of his love were cut off. What counts as three thousand hairs?

Without the hair, it will not affect his peerless look. Wherever he goes, I don't know how many young girls begged him to return to the vulgarity.

A period of time.

Song Yiyang did not expect that he did not see Wushuang, but first saw her daughter Xiao Rou'er.

It was in the lobby of an inn in Shijue City, before Princess Xia Ling's invitation.

He didn't recognize it at first, because Xiao Rou'er and her brother Xuan Xi had changed their faces, but her cunning and innocent eyes made him familiar.

"Sichuan! There is no one here, you can sit here!"

The little girl is in a small ball, with two small tugging sticks on her head, very cute, her eyes are black and white, as if they are glowing.

She patted the seat next to her with her fleshy little hands, letting him sit in.

"Thank you for the little donor."

Song Yiyang chuckled and sat down. The little guy raised his face and stared at him for an instant. As if he was out of control, he stretched out and touched her head. Soft fine hair.

Then squeezed the two cute little yanks again, and then took them back seriously.

The little guy laughed, and his smile was very healing. For some reason, his mood became very relaxed.

"Do you drink tea? The nun has never had it!"

Xiao Rou'er brought him the tea in front of her, looking at him expectantly, blinking deer-like eyes, as if she wanted him to accept it.

Song Yiyang brought the tea over, happy, the little guy's eyes seemed to have a strange magical power, as if, even if she brought him the poison, he would drink it happily.

This kind of feeling is very strange, he has never experienced it.

But he is not disgusted at all, he likes this little bit from the bottom of his heart, without any reason.

This kind of love is pure without any impurities.

"Sichuan millet, drink my tea, it's mine! Don't be afraid of the sichuan millet, you will be covered by your daughter in the future!"

Seeing him holding a sip, Xiao Rou'er said happily, with a sweet smile.

Song Yiyang almost squirted out the tea from his mouth.

Xiao Xuanxi on the side wanted to go up and cover her sister's mouth.

Lao Dao and Fu Yao covered their faces, did not see, did not expect that although Xiao Rou'er is a small, but she is quite a charming man, they don't know that when they grow up, Xiao Rou'er will be in the fish pond. How many fish are there.

It didn't take long for Song Yiyang to learn the identity of Xiao Rouer and Xiao Xuanxi.

Because Wu Yan is here.

He naturally recognized Wu Su.

Xiao Xuanxi said "Uncle Fox" and he knew the identity of Xiao Xuanxi.

Back then, he had seen Xiao Xuanxi from a distance. At that time, he was held by his father Long Moshen, about the same size as Xiao Rou'er now. In a blink of an eye, he was already so big.

Xiao Rouer is his younger sister, who must be the daughter of Long Moshen and Wushuang.

No wonder, Xiao Rou'er feels so kind to him. It turns out that it is because of Wushuang.

He closed his eyes and slowly turned the prayer beads in his hand.

Xiao Rou'er likes him and Wu Yan. She should be just a nice-looking uncle for her.

But he did not expect that after this, Xiao Rou'er would often come to play with him. She was very good at amusing herself. Holding his prayer beads, she could play for a long time. Sometimes she often talked to herself and said Some cute words sometimes make him laugh.

She is like a pistachio, with her, as if there are no worries in the world.

Later, the evil Buddha perished, and Xiao Rouer grew up day by day.

He was in the immortal realm, and even the Master Tian Buddhism seldom came into contact with him. Only Xiao Rouer was the one he watched and grew up with day by day, and he was also the person he came into contact with the most after coming to the immortal realm.

He doesn't know why Xiao Rou'er likes him so much. Every year, she takes time to live in the Snow Mountain of Shenyu for a period of time. It is obvious that the land of Buddhism is the most boring. She has never liked boring things.

After Wushuang and Long Moshen went to the immortal world, she came more frequently.

The old small glutinous rice dumplings are now slim and graceful, both like Wushuang and Long Moshen, with an aura and exquisite appearance. I heard that the young Junyan who pursued her went from the spiritual world to the underworld. Up.

"Uncle Yiyang, I'm here again! Why don't you go to me every time I see you?"

The girl came with the wind and snow, her black hair was stained with a few petals of winter plum, and she snorted and took a sip of water from the cup on the table.

Song Yiyang frowned as she watched the cup she had drunk while she was holding it to drink water:

"Rouer, you are not young anymore, you should know the difference between men and women."

Long Yirou then noticed that the cup he had just drunk was only used by him. She blushed and put the cup down and said:

"Uncle Yiyang, why are you so stingy, people just use your cup, and I will wash it for you later."

Seeing that he didn't speak, she thought he was angry, so she hurried over and shook his arm, saying very affectionately:

"Okay, Uncle Yiyang, don't be angry. My grandfather, grandmother, and my brother are urging me to practice every day. Isn't it difficult for me to come out? Waiting for my parents to pick us up to the immortal world. It’s hard for you!"

Song Yiyang's beautiful brows wrinkled almost invisible when he heard the three words for immortality world.

No one knows how big the gap between the immortal world and the immortal world is.

If she went to the world of immortality, she might not have seen it for many years.

He was silent. Long Yirou didn't know his mood changes. He always didn't like to talk. She talked a lot. She sat next to him, chatting about the fairy world in recent days and some interesting things.

In the past, he would always curl his lips and smile, but today, there is no smile in his narrow eyes.

I was dressed in red, with prayer beads in hand, but looked extremely lonely.

Long Yirou's voice gradually stopped.

"Uncle Yiyang, are you in a bad mood? Have you encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation? Or..."

"No, you go back, I am going to retreat."

Song Yiyang closed her phoenix eyes and turned away thousands of miles away.

Long Yirou opened his mouth, pursing his mouth a little aggrieved:

"It's not easy for me to come out. Can't you accompany me to eat, drink and drink tea before retreating?"

"Go back."

He sighed slightly.