After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

Chapter 109 Meeting Gift

Several people looked at the furnishings in the neighbor's yard, and found that there was nothing there except a lonely stone table.

Qingluo was speechless, not knowing what to say for a moment, and she praised dryly, "Miss Yu, your yard is really quiet and peaceful."

"It made you laugh."

Concubine Yu raised her hand to blow away the dust on the stone bench, looking embarrassed.

"I haven't had time to take care of the yard since I moved in. I was thinking of buying some branches, flowers and fruits during this time to decorate the yard."

Qingluo was silent. The woman in front of her seemed to have nothing special except a good figure and excellent temperament. Looking at this courtyard, you can tell that she lives in extreme poverty, and even her realm is not very good.

With a slight movement of his mind, he replaced the two ordinary primary talismans in the wooden box in the storage bag with a primary talisman and a low-quality cleaning talisman.

He raised his hand slightly, and with a slight click, he placed the wooden box on the table.

He pushed Yu Fei and said, "It would be rude for us to come to you so hastily. I hope you won't despise this small gift."

The middle-aged man next to her smiled innocently, as if his wife was the one in charge.

Yu Fei carefully ejected her thoughts and found that there were only two talismans inside. Only then did her nervous heart relax.

"Then thank you, Daoist Fellow Qingluo."

Seeing her rudeness, Qingluo secretly rolled her eyes. In her heart, she labeled this woman as a cheapskate.

Fortunately, I changed the talisman and saved ten spirit stones for my family, otherwise it would have been a waste to give it to this girl.

Concubine Yu had no idea what was going on in her heart, and for a moment she didn't know what to give in return. From the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the two shy children, hiding behind their mother and staring at her without blinking, and she had an idea.

He clenched and unclenched his palms, and a white porcelain bottle appeared in his hands.

"I came here in a hurry. I didn't have time to go to the market to take a look, but I couldn't find anything decent. I'll give this bottle of medicine to the two young ladies."

Then he placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Qingluo. "I hope that Daoist Qingluo and Daoist Lin will not despise it."

Pill?

Could it be some ordinary remedy?

Qingluo was disdainful in her heart. She picked up the pill casually, opened the stopper and a faint medicinal fragrance filled the air.

"Is this a Qi-nourishing Pill?"

The woman's eyes widened with a look of surprise.

Yu Fei nodded. "I think your second son is in the Qi-gathering stage now, and this Qi-nourishing Pill will be useful in the future."

Qingluo held the pill bottle in her palm. With a glance, she found that it was full of six pills, which was worth about thirty spirit stones.

"I'm so embarrassed. I'm really costing you a lot of money."

The woman showed a sincere smile on her face, and calmly put the pill into her pocket. With a smile as beautiful as a flower, she pulled her husband beside her, and then bent down to sit on the stone bench.

I wanted to pour some tea for a few people, but then I realized that apart from the spiritual resources for my practice, I didn't even have a teacup or a jade cup. I felt embarrassed and a blush appeared on my ordinary face.

She should have looked ordinary, but the middle-aged man thought she was extremely beautiful, and felt dazed. But thinking of his Taoist partner beside him, he quickly shook his head to dispel the amazement in his eyes.

"Go, you two kids, go play over there." Waving her hand and sending the children aside, the woman started chatting with Concubine Yu about trivial matters.

Only then did Yu Fei realize that the actual age of this woman was probably about the same as the middle-aged male cultivator next to her. She must have taken some maintenance elixirs to make her skin look smooth, but the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes exposed her skin.

"Miss Yu, have you just arrived here from the outside world?"

The middle-aged man showed a surprised look when he heard Yu Fei's casual talk.

"What's wrong, Brother Lin?"

Lin Li touched his chin and said, "It's nothing serious, but it's been spread all over the place recently. The two major sword pavilions of Dongxu Mansion, Qingxu, and Yuxu, as well as the Shangqing Palace and other sects jointly attacked the Luzhou demon cultivators. Their goal was to get the immortal scriptures deep in the Qilian Mountains."

Concubine Yu showed a look of astonishment on her face.

"Immortal Scripture? Isn't it for killing demons?"

Qingluo smiled when she heard this. "Miss Yu, if there is no benefit, why would these people go to strangle the demons?"

Yu Fei remained silent. Although she knew what he meant, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Good and evil, good and evil, these are nothing more than definitions given by others. For me, these are just means to seek longevity, a peaceful and radical one.

Although she said this, Yu Fei's heart had already been influenced by the evil way, and she believed that most people in the righteous way were hypocrites.

In fact, there are still many monks in these famous sects who care about the people and are kind-hearted.

The woman was in a talkative mood at this time, and continued, "Now it seems that these sects have lost more than they gained. I heard that the leader of Yuxu Sword Pavilion died there. Even the Qingxu Sword Pavilion that we are relying on now has a Jindan Zhenren who was seriously injured. I'm afraid he will pass away soon, otherwise they wouldn't have closed the mountain gate recently."

Lin Li took over the conversation and sighed, "Alas, these are troubled times. The demons are already reckless, and now there is another Yuanying Zhenjun. Who knows how rampant they will become."

"Why think so much?"

Qingluo smiled and said, "Even if the sky falls, it is not something that small people like us can do. Let's just live our lives in peace."

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At this time, it was far away from Quanzhou, on a lying mountain.

From afar, a Buddha statue is sitting cross-legged at the highest point of the mountain. The ancient Buddha is made of glazed gold crystals and is more than ten feet long. At first glance, it looks like a real Buddha descended to the world to save the world from suffering and evil. With his eyes closed, his face is kind as he raises his palms to face Luzhou. A solemn and compassionate feeling envelopes this area.

This Buddhist temple is located on a hill. Although there are not many pilgrims around, it is still very popular with incense burning and filled with sandalwood smoke.

This place is Nanhua Temple, a branch of the Tiantai Sect.

"Namo~Amitabha."

The tone of voice is gentle and exudes ancient charm. Just chanting a Buddhist name can make people's body and mind clear and their hearts as clear as a mirror.

Da~da~da~

The crisp sound of wooden fish echoed in the hall.

A monk in a dark yellow cassock sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha in the hall. After the monk deacon behind him finished speaking, he slowly put down the gavel.

His expression was slightly gloomy, and he sighed softly, "Alas, the fire at the city gate affected the innocent people. I don't know how many innocent lives were killed in the battle."

The monk behind him remained silent, with his hands clasped together and a compassionate look on his face.

The host's voice was like chanting, full of Zen. "He violated the precepts due to greed, but he still saved sentient beings. This beast was born due to a single thought, and we cannot control it. Let's hand the news over to the Supreme Sect for decision."

The monk behind him bowed and slowly walked out of the hall.

Then, the clear sound of wooden fish resumed in the hall.

A side Zen hall in Nanhua Temple.

Eighteen Buddha statues stand in the spacious hall, facing the center. They have different appearances and their eyes are wide open, making the atmosphere in the Zen hall particularly depressing and solemn.

I saw a well-proportioned and strong figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the meditation hall. He was only wearing underwear, revealing the muscles of his waist and abdomen.

The man's skin was as white as jade, and although he had no black hair, it did not affect his elegance and purity. Even without opening his eyes, a calming and compassionate feeling emanated from his face.