Taoist students

Chapter 324 Meeting Jinglian Again

"Namo Amida Poye Dotagata Ye, Dodiye Ta Amitabavi, Amitabhi Dositampopi..."

It's just that what he heard was not someone's conversation, but a haggard old monk, sitting cross-legged on the ground, rolling a Buddhist bead in one hand, beating a wooden fish with the other, and chanting some kind of obscure scriptures.

The old monk's eyes were deeply sunken, his two long snow-white eyebrows were a foot long, and there were twelve black ring scars on the top of his head.

What caught people's attention was that beside the old monk, there was a naive little white elephant crawling soundly asleep.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo's eyes widened, and the horror in his heart could only be described in words.

"Jing... Master Jinglian!"

This old monk is none other than the Dharma King Jinglian whom he met in the underground river back then.

Dongfang Mo's mind was completely blank, and he had no idea why this old monk appeared here.

"Gollum!"

But just after swallowing his saliva, he was filled with ecstasy.

This monk was merciful, he had saved him back then, and according to Gu Ya, this man was one of the three great monks and kings who were seated by the Buddha, and his magic power could be said to reach heaven.If he could meet him today, then his little life should probably be saved in all likelihood.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo was about to step forward immediately.But at this moment, he noticed that there were three figures in front of the old monk.

On closer inspection, one of them is a monkey two feet tall.

Another is a squirrel the size of a palm.

The last one is a fox with three tails.

Looking at the three little beasts, he paused in his steps, and after a moment of pondering, he stopped in place and did not move forward immediately.

Following the scriptures chanted by the old monk, the three little beasts all closed their eyes tightly, listening attentively.

The monkey would shake his head from time to time, and Dongfang Mo was amazed by it.

After half an hour, the old monk stopped rolling the rosary beads and beating the wooden fish, and at the same time, the scriptures in his mouth came to an end.

At this point, the old monk opened his eyes heavily, looked at the three little beasts in front of him and said:

"The fate is over, the road is here, and the future will be endless."

After his words fell, the three little beasts in front of him also woke up.

The two-foot-tall monkey touched its head, let out a "chi-chi-gu-gu-gu" sound, and kept making gestures to the old monk, before jumping three feet away excitedly.

And that squirrel was even more strange, it kept bowing to the old monk with its paws clasped in fists, and walked backwards as well.

The last fox with three tails winks at the old monk and smiles.It is said that the fox's smile is so amazing that people don't pay for his life, but in his smile, there is only gratitude, and no other colors can be seen.After wagging its tail, the fox also left.

In the blink of an eye, the three little beasts disappeared into the stone forest.

Seeing this strange scene, while Dongfang Mo was shocked, he collected himself and walked forward.

When he came close to the old monk, he put his left hand on the top and his right hand on the bottom, clasped his fists and saluted respectfully:

"Junior Dongfang Mo, pay homage to Master Jinglian."

The old monk had saved his life before, this time he paid homage to Dongfang Mo willingly, without any fraud.

However, he bowed for a long time, but the old monk did not see any movement.

Naturally, Dongfang Mo would not make such disrespectful actions as looking up, so he lowered his waist even lower.

"Amitabha……"

After about ten breaths, I heard a deep Buddha's name coming from the front.When the old monk spoke, his speech speed was still extremely slow, and he seemed weak, which was quite different from his chanting scriptures with a straight voice.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo was overjoyed and slowly raised his head.

At this time, I heard the old monk sigh helplessly:

"Sir, what's the trouble?"

Dongfang Mo frowned, extremely puzzled, so he looked at the old monk and said:

"Why did the master say that?"

Just listen to the old monk:
"I don't know the benefactor, but I remember that the poor monk once said that I hope that there will be no future with the benefactor."

"This... this junior will naturally remember."

Dongfang Mo hesitated a little, but still nodded.

"Since that's the case, why bother to see you again!"

Seeing this, the old monk shook his head.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed, he didn't understand what the old monk meant, so he said with some anxiety in his heart:
"If the younger generation has acted abruptly, it is really helpless. It is just because the villains are chasing and killing the master, and disturb the master's Qingxiu. I hope the master will not blame him."

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Mo bowed again.

"The benefactor is too serious."

Unknowingly, the rosary in the old monk's hand rolled again, and he continued to speak:
"Forget it, maybe it's God's will, and man's will is irreversible. Goodbye is inevitable, so why say it is useless."

After the words fell, the old monk waved his withered palm.

"call!"

In the next moment, the boundless stone forest around him disappeared without a trace.Looking at this place again, it turned out to be a big lake with endless waves.

Under the old monk, a lotus platform appeared.On the surface of the water around it, lotus leaves spread out one by one, lotus stems of various colors stand upright, and budding flower buds emerge.

The refreshing lotus fragrance comes, making people feel refreshed and refreshed after smelling it.

The night was quiet and the lake was sparkling. This scene was exactly the same as when he first met the old monk, giving off a sacred and holy atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was extremely shocked.At the same time, with his shrewd mind, he secretly guessed that maybe it was because the old monk didn't want to see him that he arranged a phantom formation of stone forest to stop him, but he still broke in with his supernatural power of hearing.

This also confirms his words that "God's will is so, and man's will is irreversible".

After these actions fell, the old monk slowly raised his head and looked Dongfang Mo up and down.

Under his calm gaze, for some reason, Dongfang Mo's heart felt peaceful, and even the pain of being burned by the silk in his body eased a bit.

"Hey……"

Only a moment later, the old monk withdrew Gujing Wubo's gaze, shook his head and sighed again.

Dongfang Mo was confused by this scene, but he still said:

"To be honest, this junior was hunted down by others, and it was fate to meet the master, so this junior has the audacity to ask the master to rescue him again, so as to point out a way out for the junior."

"The road is under your feet, no one needs to point it out."

The old monk said lightly.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo felt a little anxious. The old monk always pointed out half of what he said and concealed half, leaving him to guess the rest of the meaning of his words, so he began to figure it out secretly.

But before he could think about it, the old monk continued:

"Since the meeting is fate, the poor monk has a question, and I hope the benefactor can clarify."

"Master, please speak, the junior knows everything."

For some reason, upon hearing the old monk's words, Dongfang Mo felt ecstasy for no reason.

"Dare to ask the benefactor why he practiced!"

At this moment, I heard the old monk ask.

After finishing speaking, his cloudy eyes stared at him calmly, just waiting for his answer.

"This……"

Dongfang Mo was startled, not knowing why the old monk would ask this question.

However, after pondering for a while, he still blushed and replied truthfully:
"To tell you the truth, the juniors have not lost their vulgar minds. They practice only to drink the best wine, eat the best meat, and marry the most beautiful ladies."

"Then the benefactor came all the way, did he go for these things!"

The old monk said again.

Only this time, Dongfang Mo fell into deep thought.

Since he embarked on the road of cultivation, except for the few years in Taiyi Dao Palace, after he arrived in the land of the blood clan, he has been killing all the way in these years.

Either kill or be killed.And in order to survive, plots, tricks, intrigue, and all kinds of scheming methods are used to the extreme.

What he did was really to drink the best wine?Eat the best meat?And how many of the most beautiful ladies do you want to marry?Or is he cultivating for killing people?Dongfang Mo asked himself.

Of course, he knew that he had killed many people over the years, more than he could count, and the methods were sometimes extremely cruel, and he even admitted that he was bloodthirsty.

But if you think about it carefully, bloodthirsty does not mean indiscriminate killing.In his opinion, the people he killed had a reason to die, and none of them deserved to live.

Thinking of this, there was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.

Yes, of course.

Conspiracy and scheming are inevitable.If you don't kill, you will be killed. If you are killed, how can you drink the best wine, eat the best meat, and marry the most beautiful ladies.

So he looked at the old monk with a firm look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)