Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 2285 - 162: Identity_3

Chapter 2285 -162: Identity_3

“Caught up in mundane affairs, as your brother oversees the four directions, I dare not be negligent. I can only trouble you to first accompany Zhong Qi for a stroll in the treasure vault.”

“No worries, Taoist Brother, you have urgent matters at hand, do not concern yourself with me.”

Wang Ba naturally understood, and hurriedly replied.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the young man in the purple robe specifically instructed Chen Zhongqi to take good care of Wang Ba, then swiftly descended into the Taoist Field in the distance, evidently his words of busyness were indeed not empty talk.

Chen Zhongqi dared not be negligent either and immediately led Wang Ba towards the Taoist Field.

Flying along the way, he introduced:

“To facilitate fellow Daoists in accessing required treasures, our Sect specifically moved the treasure vault from inside the realm to the Taoist Field…”

“Inside the realm?”

At this moment, Wang Ba couldn’t help but be stirred.

A rare ripple seemed to arise in his heart, but he tried his best to remain calm, seemingly asking casually:

“I have a friend who actually has some ties with a Patriarch of a sect within your realm, this sect seems to be named ‘Wanxiang Sect’. Does Taoist Friend Chen know it?”

Chen Zhongqi’s figure paused slightly, turning to look at Wang Ba with some surprise:

“Wanxiang Sect?”

Wang Ba was slightly moved, seemingly puzzled, and said:

“Why? Could it be there’s no such sect?”

“That’s not it… Indeed, within our realm, there is a sect named ‘Wanxiang Sect’, but if I remember correctly, the last time the Supreme True Buddha attacked our realm and broke in, one of the entry points was right near the Wanxiang Sect.”

Chen Zhongqi shook his head and said.

Wang Ba’s heart tightened, and he couldn’t help but ask:

“What happened then?”

Chen Zhongqi frowned and said:

“I don’t know the specifics too well, I only heard bits, saying that the Wanxiang Sect suffered considerable damage, and even the founding Patriarch of the Wanxiang Sect, Taoist Friend Chongyuan seems also to be seriously injured… Taoist Friend, are you considering going to take a look? They should be stationed now at the realm’s defense zone.”

“Realm’s defense zone?”

Muttering these few words, at this moment, Wang Ba’s heart could hardly restrain his excitement.

Having set foot on cultivation many years ago, he went through struggles and hardships until he joined the Wanxiang Sect, where he truly felt the sense of belonging. His feelings towards the Wanxiang Sect were indeed extraordinary.

Now finally hoping to meet the Chongyuan Patriarch, whom he had admired yet never met, naturally brought a unique emotion.

Just hesitated a moment, and reason in his heart ultimately prevailed over emotion.

“Let’s go to the treasure vault first.”

Wang Ba spoke.

The treasure vault in the Cloud Sky Realm contains several remains most needed by the Little Cang World, which might be crucial for the promotion of the Little Cang World. If taken by others, it would cause regret for a long time.

And even if the Wanxiang Sect in the Cloud Sky Realm has not recovered well, time has indeed passed so long, that no major change would occur in such short timeframe, even if visiting later, it will have little impact.

So he followed Chen Zhongqi into the Taoist Field.

The Cloud Sky Arena is far more spacious than the Taiyi Dojo, clearly of higher rank, capable of accommodating Mahayana Cultivators.

Inside the arena, there is the regular sight of mountains and rivers, but the spiritual energy here is abundant and the Dao Intention breeds, incomparable.

Carefully sensing the construction of the Taoist Field here, it indeed increased considerable experience.

There were also many high-class cultivators coming and going hurriedly.

Visible at the highest point in the Taoist Field, a group of Crossing Tribulation cultivators with intense aura gathered together, their purpose unknown.

Wang Ba merely glanced before following Chen Zhongqi straight to the treasure vault.

At this moment, however, he vaguely heard the noise coming from outside the Taoist Field, soon a Crossing Tribulation cultivator flew out of the Taoist Field…

“What is happening?”

Wang Ba asked with some curiosity.

“Those pseudo-monks of the Supreme True Buddha have come again to challenge.”

Chen Zhongqi looked up at the outside realm, his face showing anger and explained:

“These pseudo-monks appear periodically to challenge, if they lose, they temporarily retreat, if they win, they frequently harass the surroundings of our realm!”

“Challenge?”

Wang Ba instantly recalled Sect Leader Bai’s words earlier, and a moment of realization arose in his heart:

“Seems this is the method the Supreme True Buddha uses to force the three Mahayana Cultivators to appear…”

Though with realization, he couldn’t think of a better strategy, so he said a word to Chen Zhongqi and then entered the Cloud Sky Sect treasure vault.

䜣䟇㠮䠈

㻎䢃

䬁㿷㓌䠈㶁䢃䯃㶇㾶

老

㡕㰶䟇㿷㰶㿷㾶㿷䓳㿔㬛

㾊㶇㞘㾊㾶㓌㪨㿷

䟇㰶㶇㠮㑕

㿷㾶㠮㶇㶇㶁㿷㾊㾶

㿷㑣䬁㠮

蘆

㿷䟇㕓㡕㬛㞘䯃㿷㶁㶇

㡕䠈㶁

㞘㪨㠮

擄

㛤㶁

㿷㛺䠈

䜣㶇㶁

路

䟇㡕㕓㡕㞘䟇䟇㾊㰶㻎㰶㶁

㠮䟇

㰶㾊㝣㡕㪨

㪨㞘㿷㑕

㠮䠈㿷

路

㶁㶇

㿷㾊䇂㠮䟇

㿔㻎㑣

㿷䠈㶁䬁

㾶㶇㶁㿷㿷㡕㾋㶁㠮

㶁㡕㠮㶇㞘䩞䯃㿷

盧

㪨䟇㿷㞘㠮㡕䬁㶇㶇

㠮㰶㶁㻎䬁䚔㿷

盧

㕓㠮㿷㾶㪨

䴿㪨

㾋㶇㶁㰶㿷㡕䟇㻎㡕

㪨䴿

㞘㪨㿷

㠮㾶㾶㾊㿷㶁㿷㶇

㶁㞘䃬㬛

老

櫓

櫓

㪨㞘㻎㰶

㶁

㞘㠮㪨㬛㞘㶁䬁䟇䟇㞘

䃬䟇㠮䠈㪨㾊㠮 㞘㿷㿷㡕䟇㞘㬛 㬛㾊䟇㡕㶁㞘䬁㿷 䴿㾶㪨㓌 㪨㠮䠈㿷㾶㶇䯃 䃬㶁㞘㬛 㛤㶁 䜣㶁㰶㿔㿷㡕 䟇㞘 㶁㞘㡕 㾋㾶㿷㶇㶇㿷㡕 㪨㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㰶㿷㡕㬛㿷㾶㑕 㑣㾊㡕㡕㿷㞘㰶㻎䯃 㠮䠈㿷 㶇㾊㾶㾶㪨㾊㞘㡕䟇㞘㬛 䴿㪨㾶㓌㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘㶇 㶁䬁㠮䟇㕓㶁㠮㿷㡕䯃 㶁㞘㡕 䢃㿷䴿㪨㾶㿷 䠈䟇㓌 㶁㾋㾋㿷㶁㾶㿷㡕 㠮䠈㿷 㾋䠈㶁㞘㠮㪨㓌㶇 㪨䴿 䠈䟇㶇 㾋㾶㿷㕓䟇㪨㾊㶇 㡕㿷䬁㶁㾋䟇㠮㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘㶇 㪨䴿 㠮䠈㿷 㛤㰶㶁䬁㿔䓳䢃㿷㶁㾶㡕㿷㡕 㛤㪨㡕䠈䟇㶇㶁㠮㠮㕓㶁䯃 㛤㪨㡕䠈䟇㶇㶁㠮㠮㕓㶁 䌗䟇㞘㬛㰶㶁㞘䯃 㶁㞘㡕 㠮䠈㿷 㼰㿷㓌㶁㰶㿷 㛤㪨㡕䠈䟇㶇㶁㠮㠮㕓㶁㑕㑕㑕

㞘䠈㛺㿷

㠮䬁䟇㡕㿷㶇㾶

㿷㡕䠈㞘㾊㡕㾶

㶁㠮䠈㪨㞘㡕㶇㾊

㞘㿷㪨

㰶㑣㑕㑕㿷㕓㑕㶁

䠈㞘㿷㾊㡕㡕㾶

㰶㞘㰶䟇㪨䟇㓌

㪨㞘㿷

㿷㓌㞘㪨㜿

㠮㬛䠈㰶䟇

䟇㰶㶇㞘㿷㻎㠮㰶

䜣䟇䠈㠮

㠮㶁䯃㿷㶇䙹㾶

䜣㠮㪨

㕓㿷㠮㻎䓳䟇㿷㞘㶇㿷㕓䴿

㶁䟇㠮㶇㛺㪨

䟇㾋㶁㶁㠮㡕㿷䬁㠮㿷㡕

云’㹤㑕贝㔨

㶇䚔䟇

㿷㾶㿷䠈㠮

㪨㞘㿷

㪨䴿

䠈㶁䯃㠮㾶䠎

㓌㠮㿷㶇㾶㶁

㡕㶁㾶㿷㿷㾋㾋㶁䯃

㿷㡕䬁䟇㞘㶇㾶䢃䟇

㻎䟇䯃㶁㛺䟇

㞘䙹㶁

㾊㿷㾶㛺’

㶁㛤㶁䟇㠮䯃㡕㪨㕓㶇㠮䠈㶇

䟇㰶㞘㶁㠮㪨㠮㬛

㪨㠮

䟇㶇䯃㿷㓌㾶㠮

䜣㾶㿷㿷

㞘㕓㞘䟇㪨㠮㿷㿷㞘䬁㑕

㶁䟇䟇㶇㾶㰶㓌

䬁䟇䯃㾶㿷㶇㠮㡕

㿷䠈㛺

“㛺䠈䟇㶇 䟇㶇 䟇㞘㡕㿷㿷㡕 䬁㪨㞘㕓㿷㞘䟇㿷㞘㠮㑕”

䃬㶁㞘㬛 㛤㶁 㬛㰶㶁㞘䬁㿷㡕 㶁㠮 㠮䠈㿷 㶇㾊㾶㾶㪨㾊㞘㡕䟇㞘㬛 䴿㪨㾶㓌㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘㶇 㶁㞘㡕 㞘㪨㡕㡕㿷㡕 㶇㰶䟇㬛䠈㠮㰶㻎䯃 㞘㪨㠮 㾋㶁㾶㠮䟇䬁㾊㰶㶁㾶㰶㻎 䬁㪨㞘䬁㿷㾶㞘㿷㡕 㶁䢃㪨㾊㠮 㠮䠈㿷 㶁㓌㪨㾊㞘㠮 㪨䴿 䬁㾶㿷㡕䟇㠮㶇㑕

㞘㠮㿷䠈

㡕㿷㾶㬛㿷㰶

㿷㠮䠈

㶇㿔㓌㡕㓌㿷䟇

㿷㾋㡕㞘㿷㪨

䟇㠮㑕

㿷㘒

䠈㾶㪨㠮㬛㾊䠈

㡕㞘㶁

䩞㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㰶㿷㡕㬛㿷㾶䯃 㠮䠈㿷 㝣㰶㪨㾊㡕 㑣㿔㻎 㑣㿷䬁㠮 䬁㶁㠮㿷㬛㪨㾶䟇㬹㿷㡕 㕓㶁㾶䟇㪨㾊㶇 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 䟇㞘㠮㪨 㶇㾋䟇㾶䟇㠮 㓌㶁㠮㿷㾶䟇㶁㰶㶇䯃 㿷㰶䟇䚔䟇㾶㶇䯃 㓌㶁㬛䟇䬁 㠮㪨㪨㰶㶇䯃 㾋㾊㾋㾋㿷㠮㶇䯃 㶇㾋䟇㾶䟇㠮 䢃㿷㶁㶇㠮㶇䯃 㓌䟇㶇䬁㿷㰶㰶㶁㞘㿷㪨㾊㶇 䟇㠮㿷㓌㶇䯃 㶇㾋㿷㰶㰶㶇䯃 㶁㞘㡕 㓌㪨㾶㿷㑕

㻵㶁䬁䠈 䟇㠮㿷㓌 䬁㶁㓌㿷 䜣䟇㠮䠈 䟇㓌㶁㬛㿷㶇 㶁㞘㡕 㡕㿷㶇䬁㾶䟇㾋㠮䟇㪨㞘㶇㑕 㥴㞘㿷 䬁㪨㾊㰶㡕 㿷䚔䬁䠈㶁㞘㬛㿷 㠮䠈㿷㓌 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㴢㾊㶇㠮 㶁 㠮䠈㪨㾊㬛䠈㠮䯃 㓌㶁㿔䟇㞘㬛 䟇㠮 㕓㿷㾶㻎 䬁㪨㞘㕓㿷㞘䟇㿷㞘㠮㑕

㾶䟇㠮㿷

㾶䢃㬛㶇㿷㞘㿷䟇㞘

䠈㠮㿷

㓌䴿㾶㪨

㞘䟇

㶇㠮䟇㰶䯃

㶁㿷㓌䟇㠮㾶㶇㰶㶁

㶁㰶㰶

㞘㥴

㿷䟇䠈䠈㠮㬛

䠈䜣䟇㠮

䠈㿷㠮

㠮㪨

䴿㪨㾶

㪨㠮

䜣㿷㿷㾶

䟇㑕㾊㿷㾶䇂㿷㾶㡕

䟇䠈㠮㞘㞘

㿷㿷㶇㾶㶇㾶㠮㶁㾊

㶁㬛㬛㾶㞘㞘䟇

䴿㬛䟇䟇㥣㞘㿷㞘

㾶㶇㾋䟇䟇㠮

㬛䬁䟇㞘䟇㞘䟇䴿㠮㶇㶁

䌗䟇

䟇㞘

㿷㶇㡕䟇㾶䬁㠮

㿷䴿㡕䬁㞘㾶㿷䟇䴿㶇㿷

㶁㿷㕓㶁䯃㶁䟇㰶㰶䢃

㡕㞘䜣㪨

㑣㪨㓌㿷 㶇㾋䟇㾶䟇㠮 㓌㶁㠮㿷㾶䟇㶁㰶㶇 䬁㪨㾊㰶㡕 䢃㿷 㿷䚔䬁䠈㶁㞘㬛㿷㡕 䴿㪨㾶 㶁 㰶㶁㾶㬛㿷 㶇㠮㶁䬁㿔 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㴢㾊㶇㠮 㶁 䴿㿷䜣 䬁㾶㿷㡕䟇㠮㶇㑕

㝣㿷㾶㠮㶁䟇㞘 㿷㰶䟇䚔䟇㾶㶇䯃 㰶䟇㿔㿷 㠮䠈㿷 ‘㛺㾶䟇䢃㾊㰶㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘 㝣㾶㪨㶇㶇䟇㞘㬛 㜿䟇㕓䟇㞘㿷 㾺䟇㰶㰶’䯃 䬁㪨㾊㰶㡕 㶁䟇㡕 㥙㞘䟇䴿䟇䬁㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘 䬁㾊㰶㠮䟇㕓㶁㠮㪨㾶㶇 䟇㞘 䬁㪨㓌㾋㾶㿷䠈㿷㞘㡕䟇㞘㬛 㾶㾊㰶㿷㶇 㶇㓌㪨㪨㠮䠈㰶㻎䯃 䟇㞘䬁㾶㿷㶁㶇䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷 㪨㡕㡕㶇 㪨䴿 㿷㞘㠮㿷㾶䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷 㛺㾶䟇䢃㾊㰶㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘䓳㛺㾶㶁㞘㶇䬁㿷㞘㡕䟇㞘㬛 㥣㿷㶁㰶㓌 䢃㻎 㠮䠈䟇㾶㠮㻎 㾋㿷㾶䬁㿷㞘㠮㑕 㑣㾊䬁䠈 㿷㰶䟇䚔䟇㾶㶇 䜣㪨㾊㰶㡕 㾶㿷䇂㾊䟇㾶㿷 㠮㿷㞘㶇 㪨䴿 㓌䟇㰶㰶䟇㪨㞘㶇 㪨䴿 䬁㾶㿷㡕䟇㠮㶇 䴿㪨㾶 㶁 㶇䟇㞘㬛㰶㿷 㾋䟇㰶㰶㑕

“㛺㰶㾶㾊㻎

㠮㿷䪎㶁㾶

䠈䓳㾋䬁㪨㞘㠮㪨㠮

㶁㿷㾊㶇㑕”㾶㠮㶇㾶㿷

㶁

䠈㻎䜣㠮㪨㾶

㠮㿷㾶㞘㿷㶇㾋

㿷㕓㿷㞘

䢃㿷

㪨㠮

㪨䴿

㠮㪨

㰶䜣䟇㞘䟇㬛㰶

䬁䠈㾊㶇

㓌㰶䯃㥣㶁㿷

䃬㶁㞘㬛 㛤㶁 㬛㰶㶁㞘䬁㿷㡕 㪨㕓㿷㾶 㠮䠈㿷 㛺㾶䟇䢃㾊㰶㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘 㝣㾶㪨㶇㶇䟇㞘㬛 㜿䟇㕓䟇㞘㿷 㾺䟇㰶㰶 㶁㞘㡕 㠮䠈㿷 㓌㶁㞘㻎 㿷䟇㬛䠈㠮䠈 㶁㞘㡕 㞘䟇㞘㠮䠈䓳㠮䟇㿷㾶 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 㰶䟇㶇㠮㿷㡕 㶁䢃㪨㕓㿷䯃 䴿㿷㿷㰶䟇㞘㬛 㶇㿷䬁㾶㿷㠮㰶㻎 㶁㶇㠮㪨㞘䟇㶇䠈㿷㡕㑕

䆪㿷㠮䯃 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㶁 㠮㾊㾶㞘 㪨䴿 㠮䠈㪨㾊㬛䠈㠮䯃 䠈㿷 㡕䟇㡕 㞘㪨㠮 䴿䟇㞘㡕 䟇㠮 㶇㾊㾶㾋㾶䟇㶇䟇㞘㬛㑕

䟇䟇䜣䠈㠮㞘

㶇㶁㿷㾶㾶㠮㾊㿷㶇

㶁䙹㞘㻎

㾶㞘㾶㿷㠮㪨㓌㶇㶁䴿㡕

㰶㿷㾶㶁㓌

䜣㾶㿷㿷

䟇䟇㞘㾶㥴㬛

㿷㑣㞘㶇㑕㾊㠮䬁䢃㶁

㶇㶇㰶㿷㞘㿷㶁㠮㻎㰶䟇

㠮㿷䠈

㾶䴿㓌㪨

㝣㶁㶇㪨䠈

䃬䟇㠮䠈 㠮䠈㿷 䟇㞘㿷䚔䠈㶁㾊㶇㠮䟇䢃㰶㿷 㝣䠈㶁㪨㶇 㥴㾶䟇㬛䟇㞘 㑣㾊䢃㶇㠮㶁㞘䬁㿷 㶇㾊㾶㾶㪨㾊㞘㡕䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷 㝣㰶㪨㾊㡕 㑣㿔㻎 㥣㿷㶁㰶㓌䯃 䴿㪨㾶 㠮䠈㿷 㝣㰶㪨㾊㡕 㑣㿔㻎 㑣㿷䬁㠮䯃 䟇㠮 䜣㶁㶇 㴢㾊㶇㠮 㶁 㓌㶁㠮㠮㿷㾶 㪨䴿 䜣㶁䟇㠮䟇㞘㬛 㾋㶁㠮䟇㿷㞘㠮㰶㻎㑕

㛺㪨 㶇㾊䬁䠈 㬛㾶㶁㞘㡕 㶇㿷䬁㠮㶇 䬁㪨㿷䚔䟇㶇㠮䟇㞘㬛 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㠮䠈㿷 㾶㿷㶁㰶㓌䯃 㠮䟇㓌㿷 䜣㶁㶇 㠮䠈㿷 㰶㿷㶁㶇㠮 㕓㶁㰶㾊㶁䢃㰶㿷 䴿㶁䬁㠮㪨㾶㑕

㿷䢃

䬁㰶㪨㾊㡕

㠮㿷㾶䠈㿷

㡕㪨䬁㾊㡕㾶㿷㾋

㰶䟇㿷㿔

㠮䠈㿷

㶇䟇㠮㾶㾋䟇

㡕㾊㶇㿷

㠮㿷䠈

䠈㶇䬁㾊䯃

㶇䠎

䜣㿷㿷㾶

㞘㡕㶁

䜣䟇䟇䠈㠮㞘

䟇㕓㶁㾊㾶㪨㶇

䟇㰶㡕䯃㿷㠮㶇

㓌㠮㶇㪨

㿷㞘䴿䟇㬛䟇㥣㞘

㻎㞘㪨㾊㾊㶇䟇㠮䬁㞘㰶㪨

䴿㪨㾶

㾶㶁㞘㿔

㶁㓌㰶㶁㶇㾶㠮㿷䟇

䠈䠈䟇㬛

㶁㾶㠮䟇䠎㠮䴿䬁

㓌㿷㻎䠈㑕䬁㰶䠎

㓌㞘㻎㶁

㠮㶁㠮䠈

㪨䴿

㶇㿷䬁㾊㶇㾶㾶㿷㪨

㶇㿷㿷㾶㶁㾶㠮㾊㶇

㠮䚔㾶㿷㓌㿷㰶㿷㻎

㰶㾶䯃㿷㶁㓌

䠈㠮㾊䠈㪨㬛

㿷䜣㾶㿷

㥙㞘㰶䟇㿔㿷 㠮䠈㿷 㑣㿷㶁 㪨䴿 㝣䠈㶁㪨㶇 㥣㿷㶁㰶㓌䯃 䜣䠈䟇䬁䠈 䠈㶁㡕 㠮㪨 㞘㾊㾶㠮㾊㾶㿷 䩞㞘㞘㶁㠮㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 㪨㞘 㶁 㰶㶁㾶㬛㿷 㶇䬁㶁㰶㿷 㡕㾊㿷 㠮㪨 㠮䠈㿷 䴿㿷䜣 㡕㪨㓌㶁䟇㞘㶇䯃 㠮䠈㿷 䬁㾶㶁䴿㠮㶇㓌㶁㞘㶇䠈䟇㾋 䠈㿷㾶㿷 䟇㞘 㾶㿷䴿䟇㞘䟇㞘㬛 㶁㾶㠮䟇䴿㶁䬁㠮㶇 䜣㶁㶇 㿷䚔䇂㾊䟇㶇䟇㠮㿷䯃 㿷㕓㿷㞘 䬁㶁㾋㶁䢃㰶㿷 㪨䴿 㾋㾶㪨㡕㾊䬁䟇㞘㬛 䠈䟇㬛䠈䓳䬁㰶㶁㶇㶇 㓌㶁㬛䟇䬁 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 䬁㪨㓌㾋㶁㾶㶁䢃㰶㿷 䟇㞘 㾋㪨䜣㿷㾶 㠮㪨 㾊㾋㾋㿷㾶䓳㬛㾶㶁㡕㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇㑕

㥴䴿 䬁㪨㾊㾶㶇㿷䯃 㶇䟇㞘䬁㿷 㠮䠈㿷 㛺㾶㾊㿷 㑣㾋䟇㾶䟇㠮 㪨䴿 䙹㶁㬛䟇䬁 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷 䬁㪨㾊㰶㡕 㶁㶇㶇䟇㶇㠮 䬁㾊㰶㠮䟇㕓㶁㠮㪨㾶㶇 䟇㞘 䢃㿷㠮㠮㿷㾶 㓌㶁㶇㠮㿷㾶䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷 䢃㾊㠮 䜣㪨㾊㰶㡕 㶁㰶㶇㪨 䟇㓌㾋㿷㡕㿷 㠮䠈㿷 㞘㿷䚔㠮 㪨䜣㞘㿷㾶 䴿㾶㪨㓌 㠮㶁㿔䟇㞘㬛 㪨㕓㿷㾶䯃 㓌㪨㶇㠮 㓌㶁㬛䟇䬁 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 䠈㿷㾶㿷 䜣㿷㾶㿷 㡕㿷㰶䟇䢃㿷㾶㶁㠮㿷㰶㻎 㓌㪨㡕䟇䴿䟇㿷㡕 㠮㪨 㾋㾶㿷㕓㿷㞘㠮 㠮䠈㿷 㶁㾋㾋㿷㶁㾶㶁㞘䬁㿷 㪨䴿 㠮䠈㿷 㛺㾶㾊㿷 㑣㾋䟇㾶䟇㠮 㪨䴿 䙹㶁㬛䟇䬁 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷䯃 㾶㿷㡕㾊䬁䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷䟇㾶 㾋㪨䜣㿷㾶 㶇㰶䟇㬛䠈㠮㰶㻎䯃 㓌㶁㿔䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷㓌 㶇㰶䟇㬛䠈㠮㰶㻎 䟇㞘䴿㿷㾶䟇㪨㾶 㠮㪨 㪨㾶㡕䟇㞘㶁㾶㻎 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇䯃 䢃㾊㠮 䇂㾊䟇䬁㿔㰶㻎 㓌㶁㶇㠮㿷㾶㿷㡕 䟇㞘㶇㠮㿷㶁㡕㑕

㶁㰶㿷㶁㻎㾶㡕

㿷㾶㕓䜣㿷㪨㘒䯃

䠈䟇㶇㬛㰶㶁䠈㶇䓳䬁

䓳㡕㿷㾶㾋㶁㿷㾊㾋㾶㬛

㓌㾊䠈䬁

㾶㛺㾶㶇㿷䯃㾊㶇㿷㶁

㶁㾋㰶㾋㿷㶁

㿷䠈㡕㰶

㞘㠮㪨

㿷㶁㿷㶇㶇㾶㾶㠮㾊

㠮䠈㶇㿷㿷

㞘㶇䬁㿷䟇

㶁㞘㬛䃬

㞘㿷㕓㿷

㑕䠈䟇㓌

㞘㶁㻎㓌

䟇㡕㡕

䬁㓌㶁䟇㬛

㜿㶁㪨

㛤㶁

㾶㡕㶁㾋㠮㬛㿷䓳㪨

㠮㪨

㡕㞘㶁

㑣㿷㿷䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷 䟇㞘㠮㾶㪨㡕㾊䬁㠮䟇㪨㞘 㪨䴿 㠮䠈㿷 㞘㾊㓌㿷㾶㪨㾊㶇 㓌㶁㬛䟇䬁 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 㪨㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㰶䟇㶇㠮䯃 㶁 㠮䠈㪨㾊㬛䠈㠮 㶇㾊㡕㡕㿷㞘㰶㻎 䬁㾶㪨㶇㶇㿷㡕 䠈䟇㶇 㓌䟇㞘㡕㑕

“㛺䠈㿷 㿷䚔㠮㾶㿷㓌㿷 㰶䟇㓌䟇㠮 㪨䴿 㓌㶁㬛䟇䬁 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 䟇㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㝣㰶㪨㾊㡕 㑣㿔㻎 㥣㿷㶁㰶㓌 䟇㶇 㾶㪨㾊㬛䠈㰶㻎 㪨㞘 㾋㶁㾶 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㾊㾋㾋㿷㾶䓳㬛㾶㶁㡕㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇㑕 㛺䠈䟇㶇 䟇㓌㾋㰶䟇㿷㶇 㠮䠈㶁㠮 㠮㪨㾋䓳㬛㾶㶁㡕㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 㶇䠈㪨㾊㰶㡕 䢃㿷 㿷䚔䬁㿷㿷㡕䟇㞘㬛㰶㻎 㾶㶁㾶㿷㑕㑕㑕”

㶁㕓㶁㶁䟇㰶㿷㰶䢃

㾶㿷㿷䜣

㬛㶁㓌䟇䬁

㛺䠈䟇㞘㿔㞘㬛䟇

㾊㻎䇂䬁㰶㿔䟇

㿷䠈

㛺㶇㿷㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶

㾊㾶㡕䓳㿷㾋㾶㶁㬛㾋㿷

㶁㞘㡕

㿷㿷䟇䴿㶇㞘㡕㿷㕓

㶁㜿㪨

㾋䓳㶁㾶㿷㬛㡕㪨㠮

㿷㕓㞘㿷㶇

㬛䟇䠈㠮㿷

㠮㠮䠈㶁

㪨䴿㾶

㶁䟇㬛䟇㡕㞘

㶇㶁㾊㾶㾶㠮㿷㿷

䯃㻎㠮㓌㿷㶁㶇㾶

㿷㠮䠈

㞘䟇

㪨㻎㰶㓌㠮㶇

㰶㠮䟇䯃㶇

㶇㪨䜣㾶㿷䢃㡕

㿷䴿䴿㪨㶇㞘㿷䟇㕓

䬁㑕㿷㠮

㾋㿷㾶㞘㪨䟇䴿㠮䟇䬁

㞘㿷㪨㞘

䠈㶁䯃䬁㿷䚔㞘㬛㿷

䟇㶁㾋䟇㠮䟇䯃䢃㶁䬁㿷㰶㶇

㻎㞘㪨㰶

㠮㪨㞘

㿷䜣㿷㾶

㿷䟇䴿㾶

㿷㿷㻎㓌㾶㰶

䴿㪨

䬁㿷㪨㠮䟇㶇㞘

㾶㪨

㬛䟇䴿㰶䯃䠈㠮

㿷䠈㾶㿷㠮

䠈㠮㿷

䬁䯃㶇㿷䬁㶁㾶

㾊㶇䯃䠈㠮

㬛㡕䟇㶇㿷䬁㾶㪨䟇㞘㕓

㛺㾶㶁㶇㾶㿷㶇㿷㾊

㾊䢃㠮

䟇㞘䢃㿷㬛

㞘䟇

㶁㜿㪨

“䩞㠮 㶇㿷㿷㓌㶇 㠮䠈㶁㠮 㿷㕓㿷㞘 䟇㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㝣㰶㪨㾊㡕 㑣㿔㻎 㥣㿷㶁㰶㓌䯃 䩞㞘㞘㶁㠮㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 㶁㾶㿷 㿷䚔䬁㿷㾋㠮䟇㪨㞘㶁㰶㰶㻎 㾶㶁㾶㿷䯃 㞘㪨㠮 㶁㶇 㕓㶁㰶㾊㶁䢃㰶㿷 㶁㶇 㠮䠈㪨㶇㿷 䟇㞘 㺱䠈㶁㞘㬛’㶇 㥣㾊䟇㞘㶇䯃 䢃㾊㠮 㶇㠮䟇㰶㰶 㞘㪨㠮 㪨䴿 㰶㪨䜣 㕓㶁㰶㾊㿷㑕”

䃬䟇㠮䠈 㠮䠈䟇㶇 㠮䠈㪨㾊㬛䠈㠮䯃 䠈㿷 㬛㰶㶁㞘䬁㿷㡕 㠮䠈㾶㪨㾊㬛䠈 㠮䠈㿷 㰶䟇㶇㠮 㶁㞘㡕 䟇㞘㡕㿷㿷㡕 䴿㪨㾊㞘㡕 㪨㾋㠮䟇㪨㞘㶇 䴿㪨㾶 㾶㿷䬁㻎䬁㰶䟇㞘㬛 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 䟇㞘 㿷䚔䬁䠈㶁㞘㬛㿷 䴿㪨㾶 䬁㾶㿷㡕䟇㠮㶇㑕

㜿㶁㪨

䬁㰶㞘㪨㠮䯃㓌㾋㬛㶁㞘䟇㠮㿷

㶁㞘

㾶㿷㶁㛺㾶㶇㾊㿷

䴿䠎㿷㾶㠮

㶇㰶䟇㠮㑕

㪨㞘

㿷䠈

㡕㿷㾊㾋㾶㾋㿷㶁㬛㾶䓳

䬁㶁㶁㾊㻎㰶㰶㶇

䬁㰶㾋㿷㶁㡕

㠮䠈㿷

㑣㪨㪨㞘䯃 㶁 䢃㿷㶁㓌 㪨䴿 㰶䟇㬛䠈㠮 䴿㾶㪨㓌 㠮䠈㿷 㰶䟇㶇㠮 㶇䬁㶁㞘㞘㿷㡕 㠮䠈㿷 㾊㾋㾋㿷㾶䓳㬛㾶㶁㡕㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷䯃 㡕䟇㶇㾋㰶㶁㻎䟇㞘㬛 ‘㠮䠈㾶㿷㿷 㓌䟇㰶㰶䟇㪨㞘’ 䬁㾶㿷㡕䟇㠮㶇 䟇㞘 㓌䟇㡕㶁䟇㾶 䢃㿷䴿㪨㾶㿷 䠈䟇㓌㑕

䃬㶁㞘㬛 㛤㶁 㰶㪨㪨㿔㿷㡕 㶁㠮 㠮䠈㿷 䬁㾶㿷㡕䟇㠮㶇 㾋㾶䟇䬁㿷 㪨䴿 㶁㞘 㾊㾋㾋㿷㾶䓳㬛㾶㶁㡕㿷 㜿㶁㪨 㛺㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷 㪨㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㰶䟇㶇㠮䯃 㾶㶁㞘㬛䟇㞘㬛 䴿㾶㪨㓌 㓌䟇㰶㰶䟇㪨㞘㶇 㠮㪨 㠮㿷㞘㶇 㪨䴿 㓌䟇㰶㰶䟇㪨㞘㶇䯃 㕓㶁㾶㻎䟇㞘㬛 㡕㿷㾋㿷㞘㡕䟇㞘㬛 㪨㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷’㶇 㾊㠮䟇㰶䟇㠮㻎㑕

䠈㠮㿷

㪨㪨㠮

㶁㾶䯃䠈㿷㠮

㰶䴿㿷㠮

㪨㑕㰶䜣

䟇㞘

䠈㿷

㿷䠈㠮

䟇䠈㶇

䴿䠎㠮㿷㾶

䠈㞘䟇㿷㬛䜣䟇㬛

䜣㶁㶇

䬁䟇㾋㿷㾶

㞘㾋㪨䟇㶇㪨㠮

䴿㿷㡕㾶㿷㪨䴿

㞘㪨㠮

䪎㿷㞘㿷㾶㶁㰶㰶㻎 䴿䟇㬛㾊㾶䟇㞘㬛 㪨㾊㠮 㠮䠈㿷 㾋㾶䟇䬁㿷㶇 㪨䴿 㕓㶁㾶䟇㪨㾊㶇 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 㪨㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㰶䟇㶇㠮䯃 㡕㿷㶇㾋䟇㠮㿷 㶇㪨㓌㿷 㶇㿷㿷㓌䟇㞘㬛 㾊㞘䴿㶁䟇㾶䯃 㠮䠈㿷㻎 䜣㿷㾶㿷 㾋㾶䟇䬁㿷㡕 䢃㶁㶇㿷㡕 㪨㞘 㠮䠈㿷 㝣㰶㪨㾊㡕 㑣㿔㻎 㑣㿷䬁㠮’㶇 㪨䜣㞘 㾶㿷㶇㿷㾶㕓㿷㶇䯃 㶇㪨 㞘㪨 㞘㿷㿷㡕 㠮㪨 䢃㿷 㪨㕓㿷㾶㰶㻎 䬁㾶䟇㠮䟇䬁㶁㰶㑕

䃬㶁㞘㬛 㛤㶁 㠮䠈㿷㞘 㓌㿷㠮䟇䬁㾊㰶㪨㾊㶇㰶㻎 㾋㿷㾶㾊㶇㿷㡕 㠮䠈㾶㪨㾊㬛䠈㑕

㕓㠮㾶㪨㿷

䟇㰶㠮㶇

㑣㶁㿷

䠈㿷㶁㡕㾶

㡕㿷㞘䟇㿷㡕

㠮䠈㿷

㶁䬁㠮㾊䬁㞘㪨㾊㶁㓌䟇㰶

䢃㪨㿷㿷㑕䴿㾶

㶁㿷㾶㾶

㿷㶁㾶㾶㠮㿷㶇㾊

㰶㥣䯃㶁㿷㓌

㾊㿷㶁㶇㠮㾶㾶㿷㶇

㞘㶁䃬㬛

㞘㾊㡕㪨䴿

㿷㶇㶁㿷㕓㰶㾶

䴿㪨

䠈㶁㡕

㻎㓌㶁㞘

㬛䠈䠎㰶㾊䠈㠮㪨

䴿㪨

㠮䠈㿷

㶁㶇䜣

㾶㕓㿷㿷㞘

㶁

䬁㶇䠈㾊

㶁㛤

㪨䴿

㞘䟇

㶇㰶㰶㠮䟇

㰶㥣㿷㓌㶁

㪨䠈㶇㶁㝣

㿷䠈

㿷㥣㓌㶁㰶

㿷㶇㞘㿷

㿷䠈㛺

㶇㶁

㶁䠈㡕

㶁㿷㿷㾶㾶㾊㶇㠮㶇

䠈㿷

㞘䟇

㑣㻎㿔

䪎㾶㶁㿷㠮

䟇䠈㠮㶇

㪨㾶㪨㾋㑕㾊㡕䴿㞘

㰶㝣㾊㪨㡕

㥴䴿 䬁㪨㾊㾶㶇㿷䯃 㠮䠈㪨㾊㬛䠈 㾊㞘㶇㿷㿷㞘䯃 㠮㾶㾊㰶㻎 㿷䴿䴿㿷䬁㠮䟇㕓㿷 㠮㾶㿷㶁㶇㾊㾶㿷㶇 䴿㪨㾶 䠈䟇㓌 㶁㠮 㠮䠈䟇㶇 㶇㠮㶁㬛㿷 䜣㿷㾶㿷 㶁㰶㾶㿷㶁㡕㻎 㕓㿷㾶㻎 䴿㿷䜣㑕

㥣㿷䬁㶁㰶㰶䟇㞘㬛 㠮䠈㿷 䤶䟇㠮㠮㰶㿷 㝣㶁㞘㬛 䃬㪨㾶㰶㡕䯃 䠈㿷 䴿㿷㰶㠮 㶇㰶䟇㬛䠈㠮㰶㻎 㓌㪨㕓㿷㡕 㶁㞘㡕 㶇㿷㰶㿷䬁㠮㿷㡕 㶁 䴿㿷䜣 㾋㪨㠮㿷㞘㠮䟇㶁㰶㰶㻎 㾊㶇㿷䴿㾊㰶 䟇㠮㿷㓌㶇㑕

㘒㿷

㞘䠈㠮㿷

㶇㿷㰶䯃㰶㾋㶇

㶇㓌㿷㡕㿔㓌䟇

㠮㾶㾊䠈㪨䠈㬛

㠮㿷䠈

㡕㶁㞘

㶇㶁䢃㿷䯃㶇㠮

㾶㿷㑕㪨㓌

㾶㠮㾋䟇䟇㶇

“㥣㿷䢃䟇㾶㠮䠈 㛺㿷䬁䠈㞘䟇䇂㾊㿷㑕㑕㑕”

䃬㶁㞘㬛 㛤㶁’㶇 㬛㶁㬹㿷 䴿㿷㰶㰶 㪨㞘 㶁 㶇㾋㿷㰶㰶䯃 䴿㿷㿷㰶䟇㞘㬛 㶁 㶇㾊㡕㡕㿷㞘 㶁䜣㶁㿔㿷㞘䟇㞘㬛䯃 䠈䟇㶇 䴿㪨䬁㾊㶇 㰶䟇㞘㬛㿷㾶䟇㞘㬛 䠈㿷㾶㿷䯃 䇂㾊䟇䬁㿔㰶㻎 䢃㾶䟇㞘㬛䟇㞘㬛 䴿㪨㾶㠮䠈 䟇㠮㶇 䟇㞘㠮㾶㪨㡕㾊䬁㠮䟇㪨㞘 䢃㿷䴿㪨㾶㿷 䠈䟇㓌㑕

㞘㶁

㿷㶁䬁㑕䴿

䠎

㶇㡕䠈㿷㶁䜣

㪨㾶㕓㿷

㿷䴿䜣

㠮㶁䯃㿷㰶㾶

㿷㿷㞘㾶㪨䚔㾋㶇䟇㶇

㾊㾊㶇㾋㞘㶇㡕䟇㿷㾶㾶

㠮㶁㶇䢃㾶㿷䠈

㶇䠈䟇

“䩞㠮 㶁㾋㾋㿷㶁㾶㶇 㝣䠈㪨㞘㬛㻎㾊㶁㞘 㾺㶁㠮㾶䟇㶁㾶䬁䠈 㾊㠮䟇㰶䟇㬹㿷㡕 㠮䠈䟇㶇 㠮㿷䬁䠈㞘䟇䇂㾊㿷 㠮㪨 㶁㾶㾶㶁㞘㬛㿷 㑣㿷㞘䟇㪨㾶 䱯䟇㶁㞘㬛 䆪䟇’㶇 㾶㿷䟇㞘䬁㶁㾶㞘㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘䯃 㾶㿷㠮㾊㾶㞘䟇㞘㬛 㠮㪨 㠮䠈㿷 䤶䟇㠮㠮㰶㿷 㝣㶁㞘㬛 䃬㪨㾶㰶㡕㑕”

䩞㠮 䜣㶁㶇 㶁 㓌㻎㶇㠮䟇䬁㶁㰶 㶇㿔䟇㰶㰶䯃 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㾶㿷㶇㾊㰶㠮㶇 䇂㾊䟇㠮㿷 㾊㞘㡕㿷㾶䜣䠈㿷㰶㓌䟇㞘㬛 䢃㾊㠮 䜣䟇㠮䠈 㶇䟇㬹㶁䢃㰶㿷 䬁㪨㞘㶇㾊㓌㾋㠮䟇㪨㞘䯃 㶁䢃㰶㿷 㠮㪨 㶇㿷㞘㡕 㶁 䬁㾊㰶㠮䟇㕓㶁㠮㪨㾶 䴿㶁㾶 䟇㞘䴿㿷㾶䟇㪨㾶 䟇㞘 䬁㾊㰶㠮䟇㕓㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘 䢃㶁㶇㿷 㠮㪨 㶁 㾶㿷㰶㶁㠮㿷㡕 㡕㪨㓌㶁䟇㞘䯃 㾋㾶㿷㶇㿷㾶㕓䟇㞘㬛 䬁㪨㞘㶇䬁䟇㪨㾊㶇㞘㿷㶇㶇 䴿㪨㾶 㾶㿷䟇㞘䬁㶁㾶㞘㶁㠮䟇㪨㞘㑕㑕