Chapter 370: The Beautiful Female Buddhist Descendant 6 (1/2)



Chapter 370: The Beautiful Female Buddhist Descendant

Haitang looked at him with the same gentle eyes, as if she saw that everything in the world was peaceful.

Shui Xunhuan's eyes showed a hint of hesitation, "It seems that the Venerable can cure the pain of my inner demon backlash."

"Um."

"condition."

"Conditions? Why would you negotiate conditions with me?"

"Or tell me about your eyes."

"Amitabha, may the Buddha have mercy on me. To me, all the creatures in this world are nothing but skeletons. I have no other desires. I just happened to come across them."

Shui Xunhuan smiled for the first time in front of Haitang, "So this is how Buddhist practice works. I'll have to trouble you, Venerable."

Haitang clasped her hands together and bowed like a Buddhist. She said nothing more and just followed him silently.

Shui Xunhuan thought the woman in front of him was really interesting. She seemed to know nothing and was so clear and innocent...

He raised his hand and summoned his own magical instrument, which turned out to be a flute.

Haitang: “…”

Shui Xunhuan stepped forward lightly.

He glanced at Haitang.

Haitang lowered her eyes, collected her thoughts, and followed.

In fact, Lingyue Palace was moving very fast, but Haitang was distracted for a moment, and her body swayed slightly when she was almost there.

There was a flash of confusion in Shui Xunhuan's eyes, but he still reached out and embraced her.

A faint sweet fragrance entered his nose, causing him to purse his thin lips, "Young Master, be careful."

He didn't ask any unnecessary questions, such as...how come you, a cultivator who is close to reaching the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, can't even stand on a magic weapon? ? ?

There was indeed a ripple in Haitang's heart.

The master's natal instrument is also a flute, and Haitang is a harp...

Desolate and harmonious.

I sighed in my heart, my thoughts in turmoil.

"I was distracted."

"It turns out that Buddhists also have thoughts."

"I am still trying to become a Buddha, but my practice is not enough."

...

Shui Xunhuan brought Haitang to his own bedroom.

The two of them sat cross-legged.

Shui Xunhuan's inner demon had already taken a solid form. The only difference between him and others was that his height was not as high as his, but much taller than Haitang's.

It’s not easy to extradite!!

"I need to enter your sea of ​​consciousness."

Shui Xunhuan looked at her deeply, and finally nodded in agreement.

*

Shui Xunhuan's sea of ​​consciousness is extremely vast; he has lived for nearly a thousand years, and his memory is a long river.

His consciousness just followed her quietly, with his brows lowered. This kind of intimate behavior actually made him very uncomfortable.

What Haitang didn't expect was that this guy turned out to be an ascetic person with no romantic thoughts at all.

Sexual intercourse between men and women...

Not to mention whether it exists or not, he hasn't even thought about it.

He was able to become the leader of the Hehuan Sect only because of someone's favor.

Haitang looked at him, and the two of them sat on the ground facing each other with their spiritual consciousnesses.

The Buddha's light spread in his consciousness.

"Om Vasī Paramanī Saha..."

As the curse of anger and stupidity came out, Shui Xunhuan's face gradually became filled with pain.

But his inner demon did not come out.

The two of them sat there for seven days.

The black energy surrounding Shui Xunhuan's consciousness faded a lot, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

"Please take a rest, sir."

Haitang thinks this person is very interesting. When he is polite, he calls him "respected master", and when he is disdainful, he calls him "little master"...

"If I want to save you, I need to save your inner demons first. This is really inappropriate. Let me think about it."

The two of them withdrew their spiritual consciousness.

“Ahem…”

He felt even more uncomfortable looking at her.

He coughed so hard this time that even his eyelashes were wet.

Haitang subconsciously raised her hand and gently stroked the corner of his eye.

They were both stunned...

He quickly withdrew his hand, a hint of confusion flashing across his eyes.

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