brother is right

Chapter 429

Zhang Feixuan stared at Song Yin and Wang Qizheng complicatedly, sighed slightly, and followed them with his head buried.

What the third child said was also what he thought
When he first entered Nanping, the third child got a tiger-skin shirt, but because of his burly body, he had to wear a waistcoat.

He got a shawl, unlike the third child, who has always cherished that shawl and dared not wear it for fear of soiling it.

Therefore, Zhang Feixuan couldn't bear to be cruel.

He is not Jin Guang, he can fool Song Yin casually, but they can't.

In addition to the suppression of that body strength and the coercion of the Great Sun, the most important thing is...
It is the big brother who treats people with sincerity.

"Why don't you say anything?"

Zhang Feixuan deliberately walked behind, and whispered to Gao Sishu, who also fell behind.

Gao Sishu lowered his head, looked at the ground, and turned his head for the last time, "You have it too?"

Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while, and then he realized that he was talking about the tiger skin coat. He nodded, which was his answer.

Gao Sishu's mouth twitched, and he stared at the ground again, "I want to have it too."

Zhang Feixuan: "..."

Is it time to say this!

"No, is this important? I'm asking you something!" Zhang Feixuan's voice became a little thicker.

"Then send me?" Gao Sishu asked again.

"dream!"

Zhang Feixuan roared: "It was sewn for me by senior brother, for me!"

"Ten furnaces of high-grade pills."

"One hundred furnaces and one thousand furnaces, I won't do it, don't even think about it!"

Zhang Feixuan glared at him, and his pace was about to quicken.

This man is unreasonable, don't talk to him!

"Big brother."

Suddenly, Gao Sishu's voice sounded.

Zhang Feixuan looked back, and saw him said indifferently: "Eldest brother, like a big brother, I don't want to."

Sure enough, he also had the same idea as himself.

Zhang Feixuan said quietly: "One day we will die"

Gao Sishu flashed forward, rushed towards the elder brother, and left a word.

"Not in vain."

Zhang Feixuan stared at him blankly, and then turned his attention to the back of the walking senior brother.

That back is not as wide and tall as Wang Qizheng's, nor is it as straight as Gao Sishu's, nor is it as handsome as his own.

However, it is quite reassuring.

Fengshen is handsome, but he is not as comforting as the senior brother.

It is wide and tall, and it cannot stand on the ground.

Standing upright and failing to stand up to everything.

But big brother can.
Brother, it shouldn't be like this.

Even if they want to fulfill their master's entrustment and let them live by themselves, they shouldn't use such means.

You can't use the elder brother's redemptive heart for mortals to do things.

It's not that something will happen, but that he doesn't want to do such a thing.

I always feel that if I do it, I am afraid that I will never come back to this state of mind.

At this moment, he thought of a lot.

I thought of the people I saved in Xumi Vessel, the way my senior brother clenched his fists and swore an oath when he first entered Nanping, and he also thought of the powerlessness he felt when he encountered floods when he was not practicing Taoism, and how he was treated by the local sect. Despair at sacrifice.

Is there someone who can save them?
Even if the world is destroyed, devoured by demons, occupied by monsters, and everyone sinks down, there will always be one, there will definitely be one.

At least one more person!

I will save people with that heart of redemption!
"Change the method, change the other!"

Zhang Feixuan shook his head, gritted his teeth, and greeted him.

"Brother, wait for me!"

While he was following, the nearby land suddenly spun and spread out. Immediately, two strange chuckles resounded in the dark.

One seems to have endless wisdom, and the other is full of desire and sinking.
Ling Dang looked back, then looked up at the sky, and laughed at the sky: "Hee hee, it's useless!"

"Junior Sister, what are you talking about?" Song Yin asked.

Ling Dang smiled at him, pointed to the back and said, "There are two annoying ghosts."

Song Yin looked over and couldn't help laughing: "That's your second senior brother and fourth senior brother, how can you say you hate them, why did they provoke you?"

"Well"

Ling Dang tilted her head, looked at Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu who were following behind, and pouted, "They hate it too!"

"That's right, they are not usually annoying." Wang Qizheng nodded: "I agree with you on this point."

"You hate it too!"

Ling Dang made a grimace at him and stuck out his tongue, and leaned against Song Yin, showing a soothing expression, "Brother, it's the most comfortable."

"If Junior Sister feels comfortable, you can stay a little longer."

Song Yin smiled and rubbed her head, "You have a temperament of resentment, this place is not suitable for you, it will inevitably be painful after a long time."

Bell's physique is different, so she will involuntarily absorb her grievances. If it wasn't for the lotus stand and golden wheel that she bestowed on her, she would have felt even more uncomfortable.

If so, the resentment here cannot be let Ling Dang bear it alone, it will be better if she is by her side.

"Uh-huh!"

The bell is like a cat, with its head being touched, half-closed eyes, looking up at Song Yin, the pupils of the pupils are full of stars, "Senior brother, will you be the god of heaven in the future?"

"Heavenly Venerable?"

Song Yin thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, don't be joking, the Four Heavenly Venerables are the source of faith, and what I practice is Hunyuan Dao. How can such a source of practice be taken carelessly?"

In the bright sky, it seemed to darken for a moment under these words, but it quickly faded away and became normal again.

Ling Dang looked up, then smiled and said: "But if you are the god, I can trust you."

This time the sky darkened again, but the color was different. I always felt that it was divided into four parts, and these four parts merged with each other, turned into the whole sky, and disappeared again.

Song Yin said with a smile: "Even if it is a master, he is only asking mortals to worship him, but not to believe in him. And the master is just gathering faith to resist evil spirits."

"As for my words, there is no need for people to believe them. Although mortals regard them as my emperor, it is only for the sake of recognition, so as to prevent evil spirits from breeding. These are all expedient measures."

Song Yin looked at the scene ahead, and said in a deep voice: "You have to know, what they worship is not me, nor their master, but their own safety, and the way of safety."

"But if the world is really stable, do you still need to ask someone?"

"When we truly save the world and save the people, and make the evil ways disappear, there will be no need for people to worship the Golden Immortal Gate. People shouldn't worship anything."

Song Yin smiled again, with deep anticipation: "When that day comes, mortals can live in peace and freedom, and we can go wherever we want freely in this world, and we can also concentrate on practicing. Maybe at that time, you and I It becomes a golden elixir, and you can enjoy it freely."

Cultivating Taoism, of course, is to become a fairy.

Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir.

The three major realms of Taoism, what everyone is rushing to, isn't it the supreme golden elixir?
Swallowing the golden elixir, my life is up to me, and I will become a true god.

This is his small personal vision, after helping the world and saving people.

He, Song Yin, is not just a machine that only knows how to save people, he is also an individual, and he also has his own pursuits.

(End of this chapter)