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207 Chapter Seventeen Section Three

207 Chapter 17 Section 3

Liu Ping almost knew nothing about the mysterious old man she saw on the stone bridge. His identity and the intention of teaching her soul requiem curse are still a mystery, but her intuition told her that this mysterious old man seemed to have no

What a malicious intention.

So she said to the weasel in front of her: "Everything in the world must follow the way. People have their own way. Monsters have their own way, and ghosts have their own way. There are contradictions between the various ways. Let's ask this

Who in the world can look at things in the world from the perspective of equality of all things? You are confused about what the old man did, and even hate him, but if it were someone else, maybe what he did,

It is a just act of defending the way of man. Therefore, if humans, ghosts and demons want to follow their own ways, there will inevitably be conflicts and contradictions, which is a fact that no one can escape."

After hearing Liu Ping's words, the weasel seemed a little confused, but was speechless for a moment. Looking at the doubts revealed on the furry little face, a picture suddenly appeared in Liu Ping's mind.

!In the picture, there is a little guy with black and white fur all over his body, squatting on the edge of a high cliff, looking at the tumbling sea of ​​clouds in the distance with a confused look on his face, as if he was thinking about something...

After a moment of surprise, Liu Ping thought relievedly: "This may be a scene of the great immortal who is united with him!" At that time, it must have had the same confusion in his heart. Thinking about it, the weasel in front of him was with him.

How similar it is!

Thinking of this, Liu Ping couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Although the weasel is a very spiritual thing and is respected by the world, people are all afraid of it, but who knows that in the words "That's a thousand years of black and white"

There are also so many hardships and loneliness. Hundreds of thousands of people are hard to produce black, and one white is hard to produce white in millions. Not all Wong Tai Sin can enter the Tao. Now you have black hair on your body, and this is enough

It means that your practice has been for at least a thousand years. It seems that this time it has encountered a bottleneck and is difficult to break through. Otherwise, you would never have said the one-sided words like before."

At this time, the weasel stared at Liu Ping thoughtfully, as if he had grasped something in his mind, but he still couldn't understand it for a while, but he knew that once he could understand the words of this true immortal, he could understand what he said

If it is done, it will definitely be of great help to its future practice. Understanding this, it hurriedly bowed to Liu Ping a few times, then stammered a few words as if to thank and say goodbye.

Seeing that it was about to leave, Liu Ping suddenly had another thought and then called out to stop the weasel. Seeing this, the weasel suddenly stayed in its original place and stared at Liu Ping for unknown reasons.

Liu Ping took off a bracelet made of peach pits from her hand, then squatted to the weasel, put it around its neck, and said, "It's a matter of fate to meet you and me here."

, Things in the world are unpredictable, I don’t know if I can see you again in the future. I’ll give this peach pit to you as a souvenir.”

When the weasel heard this, he stretched out his front paws and fiddled with the peach pit. Then he screamed excitedly, and ran out along the crack of the door.

After watching the weasel leave, Liu Ping's mood couldn't calm down for a long time, because the memories of the immortal Bai in her mind appeared as if the floodgates were opened. It was a lonely time for thousands of years, and it was also a boring practice.

Time now blends with one's memory, allowing him to gain further enlightenment of the view of Tao without realizing it.

At this point, Liu Ping was finally completely integrated with the great immortal who had been attached to her for many years. The first time was the communication of essence and blood, which was the fusion of the body, and the second time was the eve of entering Baimatan, which was the soul.

Complexity, and this time it is the communication of memories, the fusion of hearts!

At this moment, Liu Ping felt an indescribable sense of fatigue spread throughout her body, and her eyes couldn't help but reuniting, and said to herself: "The memory of thousands of years seems not that way.

It was easy to accept..." Then he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Liu Ping slept very hard. It was not until dawn the next day that Xu Yunde ran to knock on the door that she woke up slowly. After rubbing her head, which was still a little dizzy, Liu Ping got up from the bed and pushed the room away.

After the door, I saw Xu Yunde standing there with some breakfast.

Seeing Liu Ping's haggard look, Xu Yunde asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you, sister? Are you sick? Why is your face so ugly?"

Liu Ping shook her head and said, "My ok brother Xu didn't sleep well last night, so he felt tired when he woke up early, so he would be fine if he went to wash his face. If you can do it, you can bring me breakfast..."

Xu Yunde smiled and said, "Why are you polite with my brother? I have eaten both of you. You go to wash up first and I will bring it to the table. When you finish eating, go to the old man's room to find us. Let's go to Zhulangzhong together.

Home."

Liu Ping nodded, thanked her again, then turned around and took a large basin and washed it...

After ate a few bites of the breakfast sent by Xu Yunde, Liu Ping came to Wang Changgui's room and knocked on the door. With a "creak", the door opened, but Xu Xiaoliu opened it for him.

Seeing this, Liu Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled politely and said, "Brother Xu, you came so early."

Xu Xiaoliu was a little panicked by Liu Ping's faint smile, and her face turned red. Then she lowered her head and replied, "Yes, Doctor Zhu didn't sleep all night last night, and it was not dawn today.

Call me here to invite you guys."

At this time, Wang Changgui and Xu Yunde also walked out of the room. Seeing that Liu Ping's complexion was much better than when she was just getting up, Xu Yunde felt relieved and said, "Girl, it's getting late, I wonder what Doctor Zhu has.

We should come to us for important things, so let’s go over and take a look first.”

Liu Ping nodded and said, "Okay." Then she left the hotel with the other three and rushed to Zhu Langzhong's medicine shop.

In a short while, the group of four people came to the Zhu family pharmacy. Before they entered the door, they saw that Doctor Zhu was pacing back and forth in the front hall with anxiety on his face. From time to time, they looked out through the doors and windows, as if

It was looking at the figures of Wang Changgui and others.

Looking at Liu Ping and his gang from afar, the doctor Zhu was happy on his face, hurriedly greeted him, and said, "Several experts! It's not good!"
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