After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 237 I don't like her very much

As if the fragrance of Buddha was overflowing, in the quiet and distant ancient temple, a little novice curiously rang a small bell and listened to it.

But because of this sound, he suddenly woke up and entered the Buddha way.

Almost no need to look or perceive anything, Yun Weixian already knew that she was brought into another space.

Is it the so-called environment in the environment?

She didn't expect to hear about it, so she ran into it.

Feeling the comfortable atmosphere around him that was completely different from that in Luan Xingsha, when Yun Weixian stood up, he felt like he was floating, as if he could fly directly without deliberately trying to be lucky.

Although the mountain is still the same mountain, the surrounding clouds and mist are misty, and there are faint rays of light flashing through it.

With a crisp bird song, a bird with colorful tail feathers passed through the clouds, causing ripples.

Yun Weixian calmly withdrew the released consciousness, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked down.

There are also many spirit beast breaths here, but they are all gentle and harmless, not aggressive.

And below is also a sense of mist, and further down, there is a crystal-clear lake like emerald. There are white birds passing by the lake, which makes the koi swim farther in the lake.

The grass is verdant by the lake, colorful butterflies flutter among the flowers, occasionally a few rabbits hop into the grass, and a few sika deer leisurely walk past.

At the end of the meadow is an old tree, with some dead vines climbing it, but it does not look rotten, but is wrapped with some wisteria flowers, which has a different kind of beauty when compared with each other.

Yun Weixian flew down, walked under the tree, and then saw a cloud of mist dispersed, a stone table, and the old man sitting beside the table suddenly appeared.

After laying so much ground, isn't it just to explain that this place is a fairyland, so is he a fairy?
He is also a fairy who opened a zoo.

Seeing that she was neither surprised nor pleased, and didn't make a sound, the old man looked at her lightly, and then he took the initiative to ask questions.

"You, why did you cultivate the Tao?"

Yun Weixian bowed briefly, and replied: "What you see with your eyes and what you hear with your ears is the Tao, so you can cultivate."

"..." The old man continued to ask, "You know, what kind of Tao are you cultivating?"

Naturally, this is not asking what kind of Tao she cultivated.

Yun Weixian thought for a while, and said cooperatively: "The way of obeying the sky and following the heart."

Follow the way of heaven and listen to your heart.

The old man seemed quite satisfied with her answer this time, and stroked his beard with one hand: "After the cultivation is completed, what should I do?"

"Whatever you want."

The old man frowned: "No, answer again."

"..." Yun Weixian sighed helplessly, and replied solemnly, "I will ascend to become a fairy, and I will bless the common people."

"Okay, since you have been given opportunities many times, you need to cherish them carefully, and don't waste your favoritism in vain."

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and opened the hidden door in the tree: "This is the Shuiyue Pavilion. You can choose any treasure to take away, so as to help you achieve the fruition sooner."

Yun Weixian glanced at him, said nothing, and walked into the door silently.

Then, the door disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the sitting old man changed into a woman in colorful clothes, lightly holding a teacup conjured out of thin air in her hand.

"What do you think she will choose?"

A golden pheasant jumped onto the stone table, walked up to the plate of white jade cakes on the table, bowed its head and pecked at it.

The woman looked at it and couldn't help smiling: "It doesn't matter what you choose, I don't like her very much, she seems to have no desires and desires, but she is not hiding her arrogance. Tell me, if she stays in the pavilion, what will she become?" OK?"

"Bird? Too pretty, no good. Why don't you turn into a goat and let her bleat at me?"

As she said that, the woman seemed to be able to think of that scene, she couldn't help but smiled and clapped her hands: "That's it, this is good."

(End of this chapter)