Chapter 1087： Dongfang Yao and Master Clearance

"Yingying, a Taoist friend from the East will come over later. You can't neglect him when you come here."

Wang Mingren solemnly warned that after losing the election, Wang Mingren completely woke up and tried his best to help the family.

During this time, he was busy receiving friends. He made a wide range of friends, including loose cultivators, cultivators, cultivators, and even the magic monks.

"Yes, my ancestor."

Wang Yingying agreed with her mouth. During this time, she saw Wang Mingren's communication skills with her own eyes. She broke her tongue and gave a lot of benefits that could not be done. Wang Mingren did it with a few words. There are many businesses Cooperating with the Wang family's shop has increased the family's income.

Back on the fifth floor, Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng chatted.

Ximen Fengliu frowned slightly, as if feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Feng'er? Are you uncomfortable?"

Wang Mingren asked with concern, holding Ximen Feng's palm.

"I don't know why, but I always feel sick recently."

"Feng'er, you don't have it, do you!"

Wang Mingren looked happy. He and Ximen Feng had been married for many years and had no children.

The higher the cultivation level of the immortal cultivator, the more difficult it is to give birth to offspring.

Therefore, both the cultivator sect and the cultivator family vigorously encourage fertility.

Wang Mingren and Chen Xianger have been married for many years and have no children. It's not that he can't do it, but that he and Chen Xianger are very stiff, and the sexual affairs are pitiful. He and Ximen Feng get along very well. After all, **** is frequent.

"I also suspect this is the case. I don't know if your husband likes boys or girls."

There was a happy smile on Ximen Feng's face. After losing the election, Wang Mingren looked at her and treated her meticulously.

"As long as it's our baby, I like it."

"What? Madam Wang is happy? This is a big happy event!"

A hearty voice suddenly sounded, and a middle-aged man in a mysterious suit walked in, and beside him was a monk with a fair face.

The middle-aged man had a pale face, carrying a black flying sword on his back, and his body exuded a faint evil spirit.

Dongfang Yao, on the eighth floor of Jiedan, was born in a loose cultivator. He received the favor of Wang Mingren in his early years, and he had a good personal relationship with Wang Mingren.

The monks wore golden cassocks and a string of golden Buddha beads on each hand. They did not have the slightest mana fluctuations on their bodies, just like ordinary people.

It was the first time that Wang Mingren saw a Buddhist cultivator, and he thought that all Buddhist cultivators were practicing asceticism in the Western Desert!

"Friend Dongfang, who is this master?"

Wang Mingren looked at the monk and asked curiously.

"Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, let me introduce to you, this is Master Jingkong. If Master Jingkong hadn't come to the rescue, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you."

Dongfang Yao said this, with a lingering expression on his face, as if he had encountered some kind of terrifying thing.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since the poor monk has encountered it, he naturally can't stand by and watch. My Buddha is merciful."

Master Clearance put his hands together and said softly.

"You don't want them to kill me, and you don't allow me to take revenge. Master Qingkong, don't you Buddhists have your own position?"

Dongfang Yao sat down on a chair and said with a smile.

"The poor monk took action to save Daoist Dongfang, hoping that Daoist Dongfang would accumulate virtue and do good deeds, not to let Daoist Dongfang kill and take revenge.

"I don't agree with this. Immortal cultivators are always fighting against the sky and people. You Buddhists say that they have no competition with the world, don't they also occupy the Western Desert? Without the resources for cultivating immortals, you may not be able to successfully cultivate to Master Jingkong. In the current state, if I don't kill them today, they will continue to kill me tomorrow, I can promise not to kill them, can you promise they won't kill me?"

Master Jingkong shook his head and said, "Daoist friend Dongfang is Miaoyan. If there is a cause, there will be an effect. If you kill them, it is the cause. They retaliate against you.

"That's nice, I'm a loose cultivator, and they make a living by hunting monsters. They just want to grab the prey they're from because they're from the immortal sect. Are they taking the initiative to let them go? To talk about cause and effect, there are very few friends of Daoist Wang. If you have a grudge with someone, Master Jingkong will show him, what are the causes and effects of him?"

Master Jingkong looked at Wang Mingren up and down, his expression became solemn, and said: "Amitabha, everything has destiny, and the poor monk can't see the secrets of heaven. Because of this, you will get what results, when the grievances will be repaid, and you will be spared and forgiven."

Wang Mingren frowned slightly and asked, "Master Jingkong, what do you mean by this? Can you explain it in detail?"

"Medicines don't die, and the Buddha saves those who are destined. Those who are destined will naturally understand, and those who are not destined will naturally not understand. There is only so much a poor monk can say. Say goodbye."

After saying this, Master Clearance turned around and left.

Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng looked at each other, confused, they seemed to understand, but they didn't understand.

Dongfang Yao disapproved and said with a smile: "Young Daoyou Wang, Madam Wang, don't mind him, this old monk is full of empty words, I can hear it in a fog, if everyone is kind, there will be no Buddha. After all, the teaching of Buddhism is To persuade people to be kind, everyone to be kind, why do you need a Buddha!”

"It can't be said that way. I think what Master Jingkong said is somewhat reasonable. If there is a cause, there will be an effect."

Ximen Feng smiled slightly, and said, "Friend Dongfang, listen to what you just said, someone is chasing you? Who would be so oblivious?"

"It's the people from Beixuan Palace, and it's all to blame for Huang Mazi. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't provoke people from Jiuyouzong."

Dongfang Yao's face was full of resentment. Bei Xuan Palace was one of the top ten sects in Northern Xinjiang. It had declined over the years, and it was not something he could offend.

"Beixuan Palace? Fellow Daoist Dongfang, do you need to help me to mediate? Uncle Meng appreciates you very much."

Wang Mingren said sincerely, Dongfang Yao's strength is extraordinary, Meng Tianzheng wanted to win Dongfang Yao to work for Taiyi Xianmen, and let Wang Mingren contact Dongfang Yao to discuss the matter, but Dongfang Yao refused.

"No need, I'm used to being free and I don't like restraint. By the way, Daoyou Wang, did you get what I want?"

Ximen Feng Yanran smiled, took out a cyan jade box, and handed it to Dongfang Yao. Dongfang Yao opened it and saw that there was a spar that was as pitch-black as ink, and the sound of ghosts and wolves roared loudly.

Dongfang Yao calmed down the excitement in his heart and said, "Friend Wang Dao, tell me a price!"

"It's just a piece of Mysterious Yin Crystal It's nothing. If you provoke Beixuan Palace, you should leave Beijiang and hide! I'll try my best to help you adjust, as for the cost! I'll talk about it later."

Wang Mingren said heartily, high-level scattered cultivators are the targets of various forces. In Xu Zihua's words, if you have a good relationship with a hundred cultivators, it doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss.

Dongfang Yao provoked Beixuan Palace, and Beijiang couldn't stay there any longer. If he went to other places, it would definitely cost a lot of money.

"Fellow Daoist Dongfang, our family has a small piece of territory in the South China Sea. If you don't mind, we will write you a letter and take the letter to the South China Sea. Our people will definitely treat you well."

Ximen Feng said sympathetically, Dongfang Yao was already at the eighth level of formation of pills, and if he could recruit an eighth-level monk of pill formation for the Wang family, it would definitely enhance the strength of the family.

"Thank you for the kindness of the two fellow Daoists. I've learned it from my heart. In the future, I'll be of use to where I am. I can open my mouth and go through fire and water.

Dongfang Yao declined politely and left.