On the first floor of Zhaixing Tower is a living room where many monks chatting and drinking tea sit.

The arrival of the two did not cause any storm, and they soon arrived at the eighth floor.

"There are many Buddhist scriptures here. If you find a book that you are interested in, you can exchange it for a rubbing book with a spirit stone."

Mo Li took Qian Renxi to the bookshelf and said softly.

Qian Renxi sniffed it gently, and a scent of sandalwood that belonged to Buddhism and Taoism penetrated into her nose, making her wrinkle her nose unaccustomedly.

She took a few steps forward, looked one by one with her head tilted.

Mo Li lowered his head and stared at the bare little head, and felt the urge to touch her.

He restrained his inner thoughts, slowly followed Qian Renxi's footsteps, and stood behind her to accompany her.

"Uncle Moli?"

Xiao Yuanzi came out from another bookshelf holding a Buddhist scripture and shouted in surprise when she saw Mo Li.

When Mo Li heard the shout, he looked up and found that it was Xiao Yuanzi and nodded at him.

Xiao Yuanzi glanced at the little baby beside Mo Li curiously, and frowned in confusion.

Could it be that Uncle Mo Li has found a new disciple?

His eyes rolled, and he did not come forward to disturb him, but instead left with the Buddhist scriptures.

Qian Renxi glanced at Xiao Yuanzi's back, then withdrew his gaze and continued to look for what he needed.

After a quarter of an hour, she finally stopped in front of a bookshelf and reached out to get a book.

When you open the book, the title page contains annotations, and the entire book records the unique marks of the great power of Buddhism in all dynasties.

“Finally found.”

Qian Renxi pursed his lips, raised his head to look at Mo Li, and then went to the counter with the book.

After paying for a medium-grade spirit stone, Qian Renxi obtained a rubbing book with some pain.

Most of her storage bracelets are low-grade spirit stones, and the few middle-grade spirit stones are given by her masters, and the top-grade spirit stones are rare, just two.

Generally speaking, a top-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and a middle-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one thousand low-grade spirit stones.

However, it is chosen to exchange it with few monks because the spiritual power they contain is far apart.

For spiritual practitioners, spirit stones are not only money, but also things that can assist in absorbing spiritual power.

...

"Uncle Master, I have good news, do you want to listen?"

Xiao Yuanzi ran all the way to Lingchen's Zen room and shouted mysteriously.

"How come you look like?"

Lingchen looked at Xiao Yuanzi who was jumping around and laughed and scolded.

"Hehe, am I excited?"

Xiaoyuanzi stopped embarrassedly, put her hand behind her back, and muttered in a low voice.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Lingchen smiled helplessly, knocking on the wooden fish while waiting for the following text.

"cough!"

Xiao Yuanzi cleared her throat, leaned over to Lingchen, who was sitting cross-legged, and spoke mysteriously.

"Uncle Mo Li has taken over a little disciple!"

The little baby was wearing the same clothes as the uncle and shaved his head. He must have been attracted by the uncle.

"Um?"

Ling Chen was stunned when he heard this, then quickly put down the wooden fish and counted on his fingers.

Soon, his face turned ugly.

He had obviously asked the Sang Demon King to lead the man away, why did the two still meet?

Is fate so difficult to change?

Ling Chen looked at the roof in a daze, as if looking through it towards the sky.

Is that Sang Demon King reliable?

...

"Ah cut!"

The Sang Demon King, who had just ascended to the Immortal Realm, sneezed suddenly and sprayed the face of the immortal in front of him.

"You want to die?"

The immortal's face suddenly sank and he smashed his fist at the Sang Demon King.

"Misunderstanding!"

The Sang Demon King was stunned and explained while evading.

He has just ascended, why has he made enemies with others for no reason?

The immortal did not believe his words at all. He had already decided that the Sang Demon King was teasing him. He attacked him angrily and started fighting fiercely.

...

"Moli."

Ling Chen suddenly appeared at the door of the yard, looking at the disciples walking from outside the yard, and suddenly felt sad.

He could not calculate what bond they had, and he didn't even know where to start with help.

"Master."

Mo Li came close to him, smiled slightly, and saluted respectfully.

"Mo Li, my teacher asks you, what would you do if you knew that someone who is very important to you would be scattered and you didn't know where to stop it?"

Ling Chen looked at Mo Li with a complicated expression. He could not reveal his calculated fate to Mo Li, so he could only touch indirectly.

I hope he can understand his hard work.

"Should you like the flow."

Mo Li smiled faintly without any hesitation.

"Don't Buddha's practice pay attention to the most attention to the law of fate? Master must know better than me."

"Since it is a destiny, why bother to struggle?"

"Only when there is life and death, you can live forever."

He doesn't even care about his own life, so how could he forcefully change the fate of others?

What's more, that's something that can't be changed.

Ling Chen looked at Mo Li calmly, never expecting that he would think like this.

His disciple has clear eyes and gentle face. He has been extremely obedient since childhood and is very friendly to everyone.

However, he only now realized that this kind of friendship is another kind of indifference?

"Forget it."

Lingchen shook his head sadly, looking at Mo Li with a difficult expression.

"The person I met recently, stay away from her."

He reminded him, then turned around and left slowly.

Since he cannot change his destiny, he will leave himself.

Whether it is life or death, it is all fate.

When Mo Li heard Ling Chen's warning, he was stunned for a moment, and the appearance of the little girl appeared in his mind.

Then he smiled slightly and walked into the yard.

...

"safflower?"

Qian Renxi came to the sea of ​​consciousness and looked worriedly at the red flower with only one petal left.

In order to protect her, Honghua opened up an independent space. Later, she had experienced something and was seriously injured.

Seeing that he could not wake it up, Qian Renxi retreated from his sea of ​​consciousness and then poured out all the spirit stones in the storage bracelet.

She counted and found that there were about a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, two top-grade spirit stones, and 40,000 low-grade spirit stones.

It looks like there are a lot of quantity, but the purchasing power is not strong.

Especially now, red flowers need high-level spiritual liquid to recover from injuries, and these spirit stones may not be enough.

Qian Renxi pursed his lips tightly, put away all the spirit stones, and then took out the talisman paper and pen.

Next, she will work hard to earn spirit stones.
Chapter completed!