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Chapter 194 My way...wrong?

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    In the courtyard.

    Li Nianfan couldn't help smiling while holding two eggs.

    Today I have a good fortune, you can taste the eggs made by the chickens of the immortal cultivators.

    "Little Daji, you can't eat chicken anymore, but with these two eggs, you can make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and steam a piece of fish on top. It's enough for dinner."

    Fortunately, I just went out and caught a lot of fish, enough to eat for a while.

    By the way, there is also that nest of honey, which is also a good thing.

    Soon, the chef Xiaobai made a good dinner, the fragrance was wafting, and the appetite was whetted.

    Li Nianfan's attention was specially placed on the egg.

    However, the egg white is crystal clear, like white jade, shining with luster, and the egg yolk is not yellow, but red, like a flame, which looks very dazzling.

    Good egg!

    After Li Nianfan gave an evaluation, he felt more and more that he was right to save this chicken's life.

    "Little Daji, try it quickly." Li Nianfan stretched out his chopsticks, took a piece and put it in his mouth.

    Eggs are both crispy and smooth, and have a good taste. Moreover, the sour taste of tomatoes and the aroma of eggs complement each other, bringing a sense of enjoyment to the taste buds. It can be described as sweet and sour. Although it is simple, it is also delicious.

    Li Nianfan immediately commented: "This egg is not bad. It is more tender than ordinary eggs. It really melts in the mouth. Chickens in the world of cultivating immortals are different."

    Firefinch sniffled, couldn't help swallowing, and couldn't help but glance towards this side.

    Although I want to eat some, but my heart is still arrogant: "Hehe, this chicken, bah, how can the eggs of Master Niao be compared with those laid by pheasants in the world? Do you understand that this is an insult? If it is not in the way  Because of your lust, Master Niao will fight with you no matter what!"

    "Also, it seems that this big guy's food is not very good. An ordinary fish is served with a bowl of white rice porridge. The most precious thing is the bird's egg, tsk tsk tsk."

    However, when it saw Li Nianfan's eyes falling on him, it was startled, flapped its wings a few times, and shouted inwardly: "Boss, I was wrong, don't kill me."

    "Almost forgot, I have an extra mouth." Li Nianfan put a bowl of white rice porridge in front of the turkey, "Eat it, you will have the strength to lay more eggs when you are full."

    Turkey shrank his head in fear, and waited until Li Nianfan turned and left, then looked at the white rice porridge in front of him.

    "Master Benniao eats Yulu fine wine in the fairy world, so you just give me white rice porridge? How can you get it?"

    It continued to complain arrogantly, then sniffed, opened its mouth and took a breath.

    Um?  How can it be so delicious?

    Is this really white rice porridge?  !

    Yes, at least in terms of food, this wave is not bad!

    In a town thousands of miles west of Qianlongxian Dynasty.

    A scholar was sitting in a teahouse, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, looking at the empty teahouse, dazed.

    On the bamboo slips, there are three words "Journey to the West" written impressively.

    However, there is no audience at this time.

    Outside the tea house, there was chaos, there were wailing, crying, crazy roaring, and more, the sound of messy footsteps.

    A gray-haired old man looked at the scholar, couldn't help but walked over, and said, "Young man, let's go, we can't stay here anymore."

    The scholar couldn't help asking: "I haven't finished my story yet, why are fewer and fewer people listening to it?"

    He was asking the old man, and he seemed to be asking himself.

    The old man shook his head and sighed: "There is a plague, there is no food to eat, the hungry starve to death, the sick die of illness, who still listens to stories, let's go!"

    The scholar asked in a daze: "My story contains the truth, what plague are we afraid of?"

    The old man was dumbfounded, and said amusedly: "This man is about to die, so why do we need the truth? Can the truth be eaten? Can the truth be cured?"

    The scholar's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had lost his soul, and he was speechless.

    A death word directly touched the depths of his heart.

    At this time, a young man walked over quickly and supported the old man, "Father, run away quickly, this scholar is not clear-headed, so ignore him."

    Soon, the teahouse returned to dead silence again.

    Meng Jun sat there for a long time, his mind roaring, resounding over and over again what the old man said just now.

    Along the way, he has seen too many landscapes, and it can be said that he has seen all kinds of things in the world.

    theThere are prosperous cities, and there are also dilapidated places. I have met extremely kind people, and I have also encountered vicious monsters. Every time, I will have new insights. Every time, the truth of the world that I think will be useful.

    He thinks that he has a complete understanding of the Tao in the heaven and earth, and he can spread the Tao to the entire world of cultivating immortals, so that all living beings can escape the sea of ??suffering and gain spiritual detachment.

    But now, he found that he was wrong.

    He closed his eyes, and Li Nianfan's words began to circle in his mind.

    "There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and the way of longevity cannot be done."

    "The sun rises and the moon sets, birth, old age, sickness and death, these are the laws of heaven and earth. If you don't even understand the real world, how can you pursue your own way?"

    Even in "Journey to the West", Patriarch Bodhi said at the beginning that there is no way of longevity in this world.

    Could it beis there really no way of longevity?

    The way I pursuedis it wrong?

    He looked at the people fleeing in a panic outside, his eyes became more and more blurred.

    Preach, preach!

    The old man is right, what is the use of these teachings he preached?

    ? Time is like water.

    In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

    The scholar remained motionless, like a statue, staring at the rising sun and moon setting outside.

    His eyes blinked suddenly.

    He remembered that in "Journey to the West", monk Tang and his disciples traveled all the way west. When they encountered difficulties that could not be solved, they would go to rescue soldiers. If their own path of preaching was blocked, they must also go back to rescue soldiers!

    I have to go back and ask an expert!

    He got up suddenly, walked out of the tea house, looked at the still panicked crowd outside, and frowned deeply.

    This group of people came from the west and ran all the way to the east.

    Meng Junliang raised his eyes and looked at the sky to the west, where there was a layer of dark clouds filling the air.

    Before going back to rescue soldiers, let's get rid of a little trouble first.

    He raised his feet and walked towards the west.

    Along the way, countless people migrated eastward, and he was the only one, going against the crowd, walking unhurriedly, but no one had time to pay attention to him.

    Gradually, corpses began to appear on the ground, and after that, a village appeared in his vision.

    Over the village, black clouds cover the top, dead bodies are everywhere, and many people are lying on the ground weakly waiting to die.

    Several immortal cultivators floated above the village, and there were streaks of light passing by, the wind howled, the sky was dark, it was noon but it was like night!

    In the very center of the village stands a stone statue.

    The rest survived, but those who had the strength knelt around the statue, begging piously: "May the Lord Demon God bless you, dispel the pain, and help me survive!"

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