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date="2020-10-22"

title="Chapter 213"

weight="97072"

series = ["My Death God Roommate"]

mode = "manual"

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Su Sifang saw Murong look desperate, and said with relief: "As I said just now, you have a deep buddha relationship and a root of wisdom; even if you don't worship anyone as a teacher, you can practice, and your practice is not in your mind."

If Murong realized something, Su Sifang said again: "It's just that I see you are not here, the time has not come; Buddhism is not a place for people to escape reality."

"She is gone, and my red dust is also broken."

"A life is not only about love, some people are born with a mission, and the ones that should come will never escape."

Murong didn't think of herself at all. She followed Su Sifang's words and thought of Sang Yu.

"It's getting late, go back and rest early. I'm going to a distant place in the near future. If you encounter any Dharma questions, you can come to me."

"it is good."

For seven consecutive days, Murong went to Su Sifang's room to study Dharma every day, and it was all night when he talked about selflessness.

On the seventh day, Su Sifang took out a string of Buddhist beads and gave it to Murong: "I will leave the day after tomorrow. I am afraid that there will be no time to deal with some things tomorrow. This string of bracelets has been with me for many years and has some spirituality. I will give it to you. "

Murong took the bracelet with both hands and thanked him.

"Where is the Quartet going?"

"Go out to learn something, I will come back if I fail to learn."

"Then what if you succeed?"

Su Sifang smiled and said, "Then go and travel around the world, not coming back."

...

Somehow, Murong heard a bit of parting from the seemingly joking remarks. She wanted to find the answer from Su Sifang's expression, but the other party was calm and calm.

Early the next morning, Su Sifang knocked on Hua Yunyue's door.

After waiting for a long time, Hua Yunyue opened the door: "Girl Yunyue, I'm bothering you. Did you bother to rest?"

"No, what's the matter with Master Sifang?"

"How about going out for a walk?"

"Okay, wait for me a moment."

Hua Yunyue closed the door and stayed in the room for more than ten minutes before coming out. The two of them left the base and came to an empty slope.

"There are three things I want to get rid of Miss Yunyue."

"please say."

"I'm going out for a trip. Before that, I will go to the underground palace where the bones are not melted. The first thing is to ask Miss Yunyue to find a way to recall all the people in the underground palace to the base; the second thing is, if it is in the future Senior Sister Tong's body is healed, please tell her: Defying Fate is a fair deal. Since Sang Yu has not returned, the sacrifices will naturally be returned."

"Will Sang Tong really heal!?"

"Maybe."

"Where are you going?"

"Actually, I have already returned to the vulgarity a few days ago, and I don't want to die in vain and simply return to the vulgarity to be an ordinary person and walk around with this dangerous burden."

Hua Yunyue frowned: "Does Sang Tong know?"

"This is the third thing I asked Yunyue Girl to do. If she asks about me, she will tell her what I have just said intact, and by the way tell her that I will voluntarily resign from my position as a consultant to the Special Event Management Bureau.

"Why do you want to do this?" Hua Yunyue saw the relationship between the two of them. During the time when Sang Tong was mad, Su Sifang added new injuries every day, and it was more common for her to bleed. Every day I deliver food to Sang Tong, but others do not listen to them.

Although she doesn't know Su Sifang very well, it can be said that they have no chance of winning the battle if they don't lose their bones. She doesn't want to be forgiven for death, but Hua Yunyue can't believe that she will return to vulgarity because of this!

"Do you have something unspeakable? Say it and we will work out a solution together."

"No."

"But... Sang Tong treats you as her own, so how can you let her accept it without saying goodbye? Her sister is gone..."

"It doesn't matter how she thinks or thinks, it's her own business whether she can accept this reality. I only hope that Miss Yunyue can help me once. From then on, the mountains and the road far away may not be seen again in this life."

"Have you figured it out clearly?"

Su Sifang nodded and said nothing.

"Well, I will first find a way to help you transfer the people from the base back."

"Thank you."

Su Sifang carried a simple suitcase and walked toward the depths of the forest with a hundred and eight Buddha beads made of sunwood.

The mountain road was difficult, and it was already dark when she reached the underground palace.

Standing on the cliff and overlooking, the former village was razed to the ground, and there were no ruins left.

There were also several equipment parked on the clearing, and the mountain breeze blew through and whimpered, adding to the gloom.

Su Sifang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff with his hands folded and closed his eyes.

Even if she told everyone that she was still vulgar, the soul still looked like the sun was overcast, and the Buddha light above her head was even brighter than it was then.

She took the Buddha beads placed on her body, and only took a step to the clearing under the cliff.

"Amitabha, if you are born, you will be utterly disastrous, but it's a pity that the people who can stop you are not everywhere."

After speaking, he threw the Buddhist beads in his hands high, and a hundred beads were coiled in midair into a circle emitting golden light.

Su Sifang pointed upwards and said: "Open!"

One hundred and eight pillars broke the rope and wanted to fly around. The speed was as fast as the meteors were nailed into the open space neatly, drawing out the location of all the Buddhist beads, which happened to be a "卍" character.

The foot of Su Sifang is the center of the character "卍".

She folded her hands together and recited an ancient and mysterious Sanskrit scripture, which lasted four hours.

When the last word was finished, there was a sound of "Om", and the entire open space lit up.

The golden light was solemn and solemn, and a Buddhist "swastika" appeared in the entire open space.

"Unexpectedly, this obsession with not turning my bones will be so profound, and I can only postpone it for three months if I have exhausted all my life's learning."

Su Sifang sighed and thought to himself that even though it was urgent, three months would be enough.

...

Time passed quickly like water, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Murong shut himself in the room to meditate all day long. Except for the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads, Su Sifang left everything to Murong and copied four Chinese scriptures for Murong.

The content of the scriptures has long been familiar to the heart, and Murong's cultivation is even more rapid, and even when he is on the verge of opening the eyes of Yin and Yang, he can occasionally see Amiao.

On the other side, in front of an unknown mountain flower planter.

Su Sifang's hair was completely stretched and attached to her head, and her clothes were dirty and old with many holes. She looked up and saw that the mountains were towering in the clouds, and the narrow bluestone steps were winding up without end.

Su Sifang raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was more than a thousand kilometers away from the southwest border. No one knew how Su Sifang came here through the dangerous jungle in a month.

She came to the first step and knelt down with her monk robe.

With a "boom", her forehead knocked on the hard steps with a crisp sound, and she knelt step by step and walked up slowly and firmly.

The steps are very narrow. Kneeling and kowtow is very difficult, so Su Sifang did not skip the first step and worshiped step by step.

For a whole day and night, Su Sifang was in a place where he could not see the top of the mountain and the bottom of the mountain.

A few days ago, it had just rained and the mountains were foggy. Both of her knees were worn out. Her bangs were sticky and greasy, and her forehead was purple and bloody.

Su Sifang looked extremely tired, and as soon as he took a step, he swayed around him, but he was able to stabilize his figure by grabbing a small tree in a panic.

A little Taoist boy came up from the fog and saw Su Sifang bowed and bowed: "Blessed Life Immeasurable Tianzun, Master has orders to ask Senior Sister to follow me up the mountain."

Su Sifang smiled weakly: "Thank you."

Sang Tong's teacher and father greeted himself, but Su Sifang wanted to bow down, but the real person held his arm: "Senior nephew does not need to be like this, let me do it."

"Thank you real person."

When the two came to the main hall, Su Sifang knelt neatly in front of the Sanqing Statue. This time, the real Qing Xu did not stop him.

"Sanqing is on the top, disciple Su Sifang has rebelled against Buddhism and regained his freedom. Today, he dared to go up the mountain and asked the three respected to go to the Dharma to open up grace, and make an exception to teach his disciples the Taoist Supreme Secret Art.

Qingxu Zhenren asked Wenwang Gua, looked at the Gua in front of him and sighed heavily: "Nephew, you are a disciple of Dazong Brother's closed door, can you think clearly about his high hopes for you?"

"Think clearly."

"I'll ask you again, why do you want to learn how to change your fate?"

"Save people."

"But my bastard?"

Su Sifang did not answer.

"Rebel, rebel! It's not enough that you are obsessed with destroying yourself! Although the master is good, the old man still has to persuade you. Although the magic of changing your fate is magical, the more you get, the more you get. The more you lose, the more you lose. It is irreversible, cannot go back, or even lose your life, and must not be used in a bad way, otherwise it will be lost. I will give you three more days to think about it."

Su Sifang knocked his head on the ground, and said firmly: "Master, let Sifang call you Shishu for the last time. From now on, Sifang will be a Buddhist and abandoner who is not worthy to call you again. Su Sifang has already thought about it this way. Clearly, I am willing."

"Well, then you follow me."

"Thank you Master Uncle."

Although Su Sifang was born in the Buddhist school, all the teachings are of the same origin, and the Buddhist and Taoist families have a lot in common, but the speed of her practice still shocked the Qing Xu Zhenren.

Only fifteen days.

Sang Tong also spent 100 days in diligent study.

Su Sifang did not use it immediately after he had mastered the skills. Instead, he asked Qing Xu Zhenren to live in a wing room.

After training for more than half a month in this way, Su Sifang's body recovered to its best condition and asked Dao Child for the materials needed for the Defying Fate Technique.

The author has something to say: Do you still think the Quartet is abrupt?

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