Chapter 246 The resentment on his body is heavier than that of a ghost
The gloom that had been lingering around Xuanyuan Wenqin had dissipated a lot, but it was still inextricably entangled with him.
Therefore, the Great Compassion Mantra is only a temporary solution. If you want to resolve the resentment in his heart, you need to address the root cause.
Lin Xinhuan said she was not panicking, as everyone has some resentment at the moment.
Students always want to blow up the crappy school, office workers don't want to attend this B class, and even the boss has his own troubles. Who can burn all these documents? Why are there still a pile of bills waiting for him to pay!
The resentment in each person is heavier than that of a ghost. If the inner demon of Poyun Continent comes to Blue Star, he will be invincible, and everyone will provide him with powerful nourishment every minute.
Xuanyuan Wenqin's resentment is not unique. As long as he does not implicate innocent people, Lin Xinhuan said that he can vent it appropriately.
She has always believed that the Holy Father and the Holy Mother are not worthy of being worthy of the title, and before that slap is given, she will slap it back.
Others say it nicely: "Forgive others when you can, and take a step back and the sky will be vast."
It won't hurt unless the knife falls on your body. For the sake of peace and harmony, people will always let the party who speaks better give in, or stand on a united front to fight against those who think differently from them.
For example, Xuanyuan Wenqin, who had not met Lin Xinhuan, dug out other people's spiritual roots and fell into evil cultivation. He wanted to take revenge on his senior brothers and master who hurt him and his family, and became the target of crusade by those who claimed to be upright cultivators.
But Xuanyuan Wenqin never hurt them.
"Sister, I'm here to pick up the goods. Have you prepared the matches for Dabao?"
A sweet voice interrupted the two people's thoughts, and Xuanyuan Wenqin saw a young man with dark circles under his eyes running in happily. He had a chubby face, arms as white as lotus roots, and looked extremely plump, which made him look at him a few more times.
After all, immortal cultivators have slender bodies, consider thinness as beauty, and they emphasize an aura of being ethereal and ethereal.
Xiong Dabao also saw the strange man in the supermarket: Hey, he is so thin that he could fly away if the wind blows. There are actually people in the world who are thinner than his Sibao. Will he feel inferior because of me?
Xiong Dabao was afraid that if he slapped him, he would be pushed into the wall, where he would not be able to get out, so he quietly distanced himself from Xuanyuan Wenqin.
Don’t be fooled by Dabao Xiong’s delicate, white and chubby appearance. Under that black and white fur suit, the strength of his muscles is no joke. He can easily overturn a heavy tank with one hand.
In the beast world of mainland China, strength is considered beautiful, and Xiong Dabao has the most popular body shape in the beast world of mainland China. With his cooking skills and the identity of a convenience store manager, he was targeted by many companies before he grew into an adult beast, and the threshold of the Xiong family was almost broken down.
The considerate Xiong Dabao comforted him, "Brother, don't be sad. If you eat more, you may be as strong as me. There will always be females who don't look at your appearance, but focus on your beautiful soul."
As a disciple of a large sect, and one who was being trained to become the next sect leader, how could Xuanyuan Wenqin not hear Xiong Dabao's euphemistic tone.
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Xuanyuan Wenqin was puzzled. Could it be that the injury was on her face instead of her spiritual roots?
Caress your face, looking carefully for scars.
He is not an arrogant person, but in the world of immortal cultivation, he is not the best in terms of looks, but he is always among the top three most popular female immortals every year.
No matter where he went, beautiful women would come to him upon hearing the news. His upbringing made him feel embarrassed to treat female monks rudely and coldly, so he could only hide away because he could not afford to offend them.
What was he doing in the sect? He only practiced cultivation to kill time, and gradually gained a reputation as a cultivation maniac.
How come in the eyes of a young man, a so-called wealthy young man at that, he can only see the inner side of me!
The difference in their aesthetic tastes made them both think that the other was a strange person at first.
"I've prepared it for our most adorable Dabao a long time ago. I've just bought some popping candies here. Dabao, have a try first~"
Lin Xinhuan was so touched by Xiong Dabao's cuteness that her face bled and her voice became much softer when she spoke.
This caused someone to look at me a few more times. The immortal didn't speak to me like that just now. Am I being treated differently?
Xuanyuan Wenqin's face was covered with tears.
"Why didn't Wubao come with you?"
Xiong Wubao is the one who is most attached to Lin Xinhuan. He has been crawling around in Lingshan Supermarket since he was born. Xiong Ermu kept praising Xiong Wubao for his intelligence and for knowing how to cling to others at such a young age.
Wubao the bear, who has not yet learned to speak, stares innocently with his dark eyes, holds the bottle tightly, and gulps down the milk: What is this bear saying? Why can't I understand?
He knew that his favorite milk came from the pretty two-legged beast. He skipped the middleman, Xiong Ermu, and could drink the delicious milk by offering his flesh. Even Xiong Wubao, who was just born not long ago, knew that this was a good deal!
Lin Xinhuan felt that she had made a good deal. With just a bottle of milk, she could pet the pandas that tourists had to travel thousands of miles to the zoo and could only watch from afar for a few minutes through the glass.
The black and white balls are as soft as liquid. I wish I could steal my child away and hold them while sleeping. They are so warm that I don’t even need a hot water bottle in winter.
"Wubao is learning pinyin at home. After the beast god bestowed the written language, every beast in the Zhuyuan tribe had to learn it. After closing the shop today, I will follow the main force and go to night school to study."
Xiong Dabao casually took out a kindergarten picture book and said, "There are pictures on it. It's really hard to resist learning."
They are obsessed with knowledge, as if it is not a boring block, but a powerful force that they admire extremely.
If the white-haired cat heard it, his mouth would itch and he would want to peck at the black and white fat guy.
In the Beast Realm, writing symbolizes strength, and only with it can tribal civilization continue. In the past, any tribe that could obtain one or two words would regard it as a treasure. As the tribe’s top secret, it was only in the hands of the tribe’s core class.
Yes, "get" rather than "create". Because of their belief in the beast god, the characters they created themselves were considered to be allowed by the beast god, who stuffed the characters into their minds.
The Beast Realm Continent "obtained" no more than ten characters, but the Zhuyuan Tribe overtook them. Kong Yao happily embraced the Beast God himself and obtained the complete version of the characters, doubling his efficiency.
Some of the orcs memorized the missions that were previously notified to them directly in their heads, while others drew them on the stone walls.
The next day, when the troops were organized to prepare to go out hunting in the tribe, only a few orcs arrived on time, and I had to find someone to notify them one by one.
The orcs who remembered it in their minds said that they got confused about the time, and some even forgot that they had to go out hunting today.
The beastmen who drew on the stone wall would never forget it. As a result, they rubbed their butts and said, "I suddenly can't understand what I drew yesterday. It must be that the beast god took away my wisdom yesterday."
Beast gods are everywhere. Belief is belief, but taking the blame is real.
When Kong Yao saw the ghostly symbols on the stone wall, he kicked him on the butt: "If you can understand it, I will let you be the leader of the clan!"
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