"Now that the vitality of the earth has returned, why can only friars practice? But we can only be ordinary people as we used to be. "

    "These are all the plots of those famous mountains and decent sects! It is said that ordinary people can''t practice. There are so many people in Dahua, can''t 1% of them practice? Even if there is no talent, is it not possible to prolong life and avoid disease and disaster? "

    "If we don''t stand up against this and muddle along, will our parents, brothers and sisters and future children rely on the mercy of these monks to survive?"

    "Yes, we must stand up!"

    "Everyone is qualified to practice! Why should the Dharma skills and resources be occupied by those big sects! "

    ……

    Holding the mobile phone, Wang Sheng read these contents one by one, and his heart was quite calm.

    Obviously, someone is fanning the flames, and these chat records are fixed. Several people are shouting there. They should be the original members of the super spirit community.

    Although college students are easier to deceive than social people, now the information is so developed that they want to do things in a few words. They simply watch too many ancient costume TV dramas.

    The snack street they were going to was not far from Shen Xilin''s school. It was almost there. Wang Sheng returned his mobile phone to his sister.

    Wang Sheng asked, "have these people been interviewed by their teacher?"

    "How do you know?" Shen Xilin blinked. "I heard from my classmates that one of them was informed of his parents because of his attitude and almost suspended school."

    Wang Sheng said positively, "the head of the club will not be foolish enough to think he can incite students. If these people are premeditated, they should be diverting the attention of the police. If they are not premeditated, they really have this resentment."

    Wang Sheng is actually familiar with this anti friar mood.

    "Oh?" Jingyun said, "can I have a look?"

    Shen Xilin hurriedly sent back his mobile phone.

    Until they got off the bus, Jingyun Taoist priest Xiumei was wrinkling gently;

    When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant for dinner, Taoist Jingyun returned the mobile phone to Shen Xilin. He just sighed gently and didn''t say much.

    Their goal today is an old hot pot shop which is well-known locally; When the waiter in front of the door saw Wang Sheng dressed in Taoist robes, he couldn''t help looking at him more, but he wasn''t surprised at the bottom of his eyes.

    Wang Sheng went into the hot pot shop and saw... Oh, there are really a lot of food in the same way.

    Looking to the right, three dignified Kun Dao were chatting about ordering dinner there;

    Looking to the left, seven or eight Taoist priests are holding their sleeves in the corner of the lobby, fishing for vegetables in the big mandarin duck pot, and eating in full swing.

    It can be seen that many monks attracted by the secret book of Heavenly Master have gathered here.

    "Three, please. Is that three?"

    Shen Xilin answered, "yes, please help us find a quiet place. Please."

    "This way, please. There are seats on the second floor..."

    Wang Sheng could feel several prying spiritual thoughts, but he just hid his cultivation, and didn''t take care of it.

    More spiritual thoughts are exploring the details of Taoist priest Jingyun. When they go to the second floor, Wang Sheng''s spiritual thoughts also catch a few whispers.

    "Isn''t this the young swordsman from Wudang Mountain?"

    "Who is this kundao? Does anyone know? I can''t see through her."

    "Don''t inquire. I''m afraid it''s an expert in the fetal state. Don''t offend her."

    "Wuliang Tianzun, the friars in the virtual Dan realm have appeared? The muddy water is getting more and more muddy..."

    "Eat vegetables. The red and white pot tastes very good. The secular world also has secular benefits."

    Wang Sheng took back Lingnian. After martial uncle took his seat, he sat beside martial uncle and smiled at Shen Xilin.

    Wang Sheng said, "sister Xue, please order more food you like. This meal is on me."

    Shen Xilin blinked and asked in a low voice, "didn''t you say I would invite you to dinner? Can you make money by cultivating in the mountain?"

    "Why not? It''s a good income to help people do things to drive away ghosts," the Taoist priest waved. "Open your stomach and eat. If you can eat me poor tonight, I''ll go to those guys who asked me for help."

    On one side, Jingyun also smiled gently and looked at Wang Sheng''s eyes with a bit of the elder''s love.

    Taoist Jingyun said, "it''s good that you can be so lively at ordinary times."

    "Yes?" Wang Sheng smiled awkwardly.

    People who have lived for more than 30 years in their two lives, and it is said to be a lively day.

    Fortunately, it''s not the word "cute".

    This hot pot meal was really good. It was the only delicious meal since Wang Sheng went to the mountain to practice Taoism; After eating, Taoist Jingyun couldn''t help but open the meat.

    When they came out of the hot pot restaurant, it was just after 8 o''clock. Wang Sheng proposed to walk around the snack street. Naturally, the elder sister readily agreed.

    Taoist priest Jingyun seemed to see something in Shen Xilin, and took the initiative to say, "I see a teahouse over there. Go and sit in it. You two young people go and have a look."

    "Martial uncle, that place is not for tea..."

    Wang Shenggang wants to shout his martial uncle, but martial uncle has gone.

    Jingyun seems to be walking unhappily, but actually he takes a few steps. He has been separated from them by many pedestrians and appears more than ten meters away.

    Even, she did not attract the attention of the pedestrians around her, as if she melted into the stream of people in the street view.

    Shen Xilin glared, and was shocked by the body method shown by the gentle big sister who brought her vegetables at dinner.

    Wang Sheng''s outstretched hand can only be taken back. He watched martial uncle Jingyun enter the bar with the word "tea". In his mind, he couldn''t help thinking about what the fairy martial uncle would look like when he saw the situation in the bar

    However, they both waited for a while. Taoist Jingyun didn''t come out. He seemed quite satisfied with the environment inside.

    Shen Xilin just recovered and whispered: "your martial uncle is so powerful. There are so many people in the street. She went so far in a few steps..."

    "This is an expert," Wang Sheng replied with a smile and raised the long sword in his hand. "Just stroll around. It''s estimated that I can rest for a long time."

    "What happened here?"

    Shen Xilin looked at several young friars walking by together. They were almost dressed like Wang Sheng. They were all in Taoist robes, but they didn''t mention anything in their hands.

    "Well, the things related to the monks are actually not finished last time," Wang Sheng said with a smile. "Most of the monks are still eating goods. I''ll meet more than a dozen in a moment."

    "Do you want to carry the sword all the time?" Shen Xilin whispered, "shouldn''t friar have those things to store? They are heaven and earth bags. You can swish them in."

    Wang Sheng nodded and began to talk seriously: "it''s specially equipped for the great friar, because it''s not so simple to open up a micro wormhole and enter a relatively stable three-dimensional space with Taoism. It requires a lot of energy."

    "Really? Can monasticism have anything to do with physics?"

    "Of course it''s fake. Now the practice of Taoism has just been restored. Those senior people haven''t figured out how to refine the storage magic tools. Even if there are several storage magic tools, most of them are handed down from ancient times. They are too rare."

    Shen Qianlin turned his eyes, and he wanted to make complaints about where to start.

    Wang Sheng smiled a few times, turned around, took out his mobile phone and began to take pictures of the surrounding streets.

    Although the food elder martial sister can''t come here, she can take more photos and send them to greedy.

    Shen Xilin followed Wang Sheng with a small bag and walked casually in this large-scale food street. Sometimes Wang Sheng said a few words about the fun of practicing on the mountain, and sometimes Shen Xilin said interesting things he met in school.

    They are a little far away from each other, otherwise they can really be mistaken for a couple.

    Walking to a section with fewer pedestrians and fewer stalls, Wang Sheng looked down at Shen Xilin''s feet and pointed to the nearby beverage stall, "have a drink here and have a rest."

    Sitting down on the roadside, Wang Sheng put Wen Yuan''s sword in front of him. Lingnian swept around, but he didn''t find any other friars.

    Shen Xilin pointed to Wang Sheng''s sword curiously and whispered, "can I see your sword?"

    "Well, I''ll show you the cloth outside it... See? How? Does it look very powerful?"

    "It''s true."

    "Can I be false?"

    The two girls in the next seat didn''t know what they had misunderstood. They bowed their heads, settled their accounts, and hurried away hand in hand.

    Before leaving, another girl couldn''t help casting a vote for Wang Sheng. She was a little disgusted and a little curious

    "Your elder martial sister and martial uncle are so beautiful," Shen Xilin trimmed the hair next to her ear and led the topic to a range that is not easy to be misunderstood.

    "Well, they have been practicing on the mountain since childhood," Wang Sheng said with a smile. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the full screen expression bag replied by his elder martial sister. He couldn''t help laughing.

    Sure enough, elder martial sister was quite crazy by Wang Sheng.

    It''s amazing that there is a signal in the mountain.

    "How long will you stay here this time?" Shen Xilin asked tentatively.

    "I''m not sure. It takes only two or three days to see when things can be solved."

    Wang Sheng put down his cell phone and sighed, "I thought I could practice at ease when I went back last time. I didn''t expect to be called around."

    "Is it more serious this time? You can''t leave your sword."

    After the waiter finished serving the juice, Wang Sheng said in a low voice, "well, friars have good and bad. Last time I met two evil practitioners, I suffered the loss of not carrying weapons, otherwise things would be much simpler. Now there are a lot of good and bad people in this city, and my ability to fight the enemy without weapons will be reduced by more than half."

    Shen Xilin frowned and asked, "are you in danger now?"

    "Fortunately, martial uncle is here. Please..."

    As Wang shengzheng spoke about his master''s childhood sweetheart, he heard a voice from Taoist Jingyun.

    "Fei Yu came to help me. There is evil cultivation in this teahouse. Don''t let him escape."

    Wang Sheng''s spirit was shocked. He looked up at Shen Xilin. Without hesitation, he made a decision.

    Wang Sheng grabbed Wen Yuanjian in his left hand and turned to the table. His right hand directly grabbed Shen Xilin''s arm and lifted her up.

    "Martial uncle, there''s something wrong. Go and help!"

    "Hey!"

    Before Shen Xilin could say anything, he was pulled by Wang Sheng and ran towards the road.

    She looked up at his side face and felt the warm smell that wrapped her body. She wanted to say something, but she couldn''t say it for a time. She had to let the waiter of the beverage store chase after him

    "Don''t run! You don''t give enough money! Two drinks are fifty-eight in total! It''s twenty-eight to go, brother!"