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The next morning, Ling Hao opened his eyes from his meditation and breathing, and a ray of sunlight passed through the gap in his tent.

He opened his tent and went out, only to see others chatting outside.

"Go on for another 80 Li. There is the great saint temple!" Black three eyes flashed light, all the way he was talking about the prosperity of the great saint temple.

For Linghao and his party, Heisan has understood each other since he wanted to get some Lingshi.

Although the black three is greedy for money, he is still a good man.

"Well, let's go."

Ling Hao took the lead in riding a camel. He has accepted the fact that he can't fly in this desert.

There are too many mysterious forces in the world. One side of soil and water breeds another side of people, of course, to do as the Romans do.

Heisha clan leader is followed by the whole tribe, whether it is the old or the children, all came out, their eyes with gratitude.

For Linghao, it's just doing whatever he wants, but for the black yarn tribe, it's making them nirvana.

"To the gods."

Heisha clan leader kneels down with respect.

A group of people knelt down together. The scene was spectacular. Ling Hao, sitting on the camel, sighed a little. He said to himself, "I wish you better and better."

At this time, Niuniu ran over. She was a girl of fifteen or six years old. Her pretty face was a little red.

She stopped directly in front of Ling Hao's camel and said loudly, "thank you! But I know you are not the God of heaven. I hope you can come back sometime. I owe you a plate of Xuanling sheep! "

Finish saying, she ran back, a heart has been in a mess.

Ling Hao's body was also bumping with the ups and downs of the camel. When he heard this, he had a smile on his face.

Have time Should I come back and have a look?

After all, there is no struggle with the world. There is no intrigue in the cultivation world. There are few bloody things disturbing people's eyes.

Time passed quickly, it was noon, and a group of people were walking on the camel.

Xue Fei suddenly said, "look, elder sister, he just attracted bees and butterflies." Her voice is so small that Yunfeng, who is close to her, can hear it.

Yunfeng, wearing a veil, said after a while, "no, it's the little girl who has a mind for him."

"Giggle, the people we like, why are they so excellent?" Xue Fei has no choice but to smile. Linghao in front of her hears them muttering. She asks aloud, "what are you talking about?"

"No, nothing." Princess Xue spits out her tongue.

Linghao sees her charming and moving, just like a fire. Now she makes this witty expression, which looks more moving.

Zhou qingday shook his head and smiled. Sure enough, the two were deeply in love with him!

She was a little worried. If he had these two beauties, would he be in a lower position in his mind?

She's just Dao Jun.

The only thing you can do without inferiority is look.

From the aspect of appearance, several people are equally divided and each has its own future.

During the journey, Linghao was extremely bored. From time to time, Linghao accompanied the three girls to chat and talk. This kind of dullness also drifted away with the desert sand.

As if and yunshang were in front, they seemed to have something to say.

"If I save master this time, I will return to the common."

It's like saying it seriously.

He looked at the cloud and was a little flustered.

Hearing this, Yunchang was shocked. Why do you want to return to the common?

Is the Buddhism not profound enough to edify you, or are you nostalgic for the worldly world?

"Why?" She asked.

"I don't want to chant sutras in the Buddhist hall after many years. Only the Green Lantern and the ancient Buddha accompany me!"

"If so, I have regrets in my life."

Like a free and easy smile, he looked at the beautiful clouds, so emotional, so simple.

The cloud clothes touch his eyes, the heart suddenly jump, then, pretty face blush.

"You're not thinking about me, monk?"

Like a shy smile, rubbing hands, said: "I see the girl's first time, fell."

"I don't want any Dharma or Tathagata!"

"My little monk has lived for so many years. He has always lived for others. He lives for the gifted disciples of Buddhism in master's mouth, for the excellent disciples of Buddhism in the eyes of elders, and for the next position of the great saint in the great saint temple. But no one has ever told me that I want to live for myself!"

It's like throwing away the Buddha beads, laughing wildly and saying: "I want to pursue what I want to pursue, rather than what others tell me I should pursue!"

The wind and sand came like fog, and the whirlpool of tornadoes rustled like a sound far away.

"Are you sinking? Hum, monk, I don't want to. You really mean it badly. I'm a Taoist disciple. You and I don't offend the river. If you think of me, you should die! "

And the cloud cried out in anger, and paid no more attention to him.

The moment I turned my head, my heart was in chaos.

She thought in her heart: "it sounds like this, but I have to test you. I can't promise you if you say so. Then I have no face..."