Farming, learning Wu, and peace in the world

Chapter 365 Hanging Temple

The inheritance of Buddhism has long been broken, and the three religions and nine streams have been integrated into the martial arts system, but it does not mean that the temple does not exist.

Most of the martial arts internal skills are inherited from Taoist temples, but there are also a small number of martial arts internal skills that are inherited from temples, and there are not a few monks and nuns.

The Hanging Temple is one of them.

The bald head with a broken leg is a monk of the Xuankong Temple.

Under Ren Qiongdan's whipping, the bald monk cried bitterly: "The little monk Shi Ruotan has been practicing in the Xuankong Temple, because his internal strength has stagnated, so he came down to the Jixiang Hotel to apply for a job as a cook.

In order to continue to practice, he learned some evil methods and raised a post house monster.

Really, the little monk just absorbed a little bit of yang energy from the passing passengers. He has never killed anyone or done any evil. Please be aware of it! "

Ikehashi Song asked suddenly from the side: "Then how do you explain Long Live Dan?"

Shi Ruotan's eyes were confused: "What Long Live Pill?"

Ren Qiongdan said softly: "Boss, this bald monk is dishonest. It seems that physical torture has no effect on him. He has scars all over his body. It should be self-mutilation and penance. My whipping method may be scratching in his eyes." Itching. It seems that the fox spell Nightmare Town must be used to fascinate his soul."

Get the acquiescence of Chi Hashimatsu.

Ren Qiongdan showed the fluffy fox tail behind him, and immediately cast the fox trick on the bald monk.

The fox's tail swayed, and Shi Ruotan's eyes suddenly became confused, as if his soul had been bewitched by Ren Qiongdan's fox method and could be manipulated at will.

But the next moment.

Ren Qiongdan frowned: "Boss, the bald monk is so determined that he is not tempted by foxes."

"Ok?"

"He's pretending like this." Ren Qiongdan was good at this, and directly pierced Shi Ruotan's disguise.

Hearing the words, Shi Ruotan's bewildered expression immediately faded away, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the benefactor, the little monk has always practiced hard, although he drove the monsters in the post house, although it was for his own selfishness, he never committed the crime of killing. "

pat.

Chi Qiaosong slapped him directly: "Play stupid with me?"

Immediately, he drove a golden light, went straight to the bamboo house on the top of Xianming Mountain, and called Tu Shanzi over: "Old Tu, this Shi Ruo altar is dishonest, Ren Qiongdan can't handle him, come here."

Fox law is also different.

Ren Qiongdan's fox method is mainly reflected in the charm, while Tu Shanzi's fox method is directly aimed at people's hearts.

Flesh torture, the technique of nightmare suppression, coupled with the fox's method of Tongxin, under Ren Qiongdan's unconvinced snort, Shi Ruotan, who was already out of shape, confessed everything.

"Long live pills are distributed by the temple, and the post house monsters are bestowed by Daoist Wu. I am in charge of finding 'goods' at the Auspicious Hotel, and usually absorb some yang energy to assist in cultivation.

If you find a good product, you can contact the temple to send people to collect the raw materials. There are as many tasks as possible. When the situation is good, I can receive ten long live pills by myself.

There are several towns and towns in the surrounding area, and there are disciples like me who are looking for goods.

Daoist Wu is a fine centipede who made good friends with Wansnake Cave. Wansnake Cave was wiped out by the Holy Land of Martial Dao Neigong in Jiangyou Province. Daoist Wu hid for a long time before reappearing.

He can also refine the long live pill, and now he is helping the alchemy in the temple.

There's a lot of my eyeliner in town, and strangers come and they tell me..."

Through Shi Ruotan's confession, Chi Qiaosong already knew that he was being targeted after he showed up in Yeji Town, and maybe the uncle who was going to lead the way was Shi Ruotan's eyeliner.

"That uncle is very nice, I didn't expect..." Zhou Jinyao was a little annoyed.

She was well protected by her family. Although she knew many evil stories, she had almost never experienced it personally, so she couldn't understand such dirty things.

Ikehashi Song has already obtained the list of people in the surrounding townships who are responsible for searching for goods.

He got up and prepared to go out: "You stay at home, I will cut off these evil cultivators one by one, and the evil cultivators caught will be interrogated hard by the old Tu Ni."

"Songsong, be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm a giant mage." Chi Qiaosong waved his hand and stepped out of the pine garden.

With a purple and blue gourd on his head and golden light on his feet, he flew along the road between towns and villages, and soon found another town and found a local hotel along the road.

The purple orange gourd was taken out and turned around.

Immediately, the purple orange gourd flew up, and Ikehashi Song followed behind and walked to the door of a guest room in the hotel.

Scanning with his consciousness, he saw a bald warrior cultivating cross-legged. The bald man was missing a left arm, and behind him was a post house monster that looked like a pig.

"The monks in the Xuankong Temple are all mentally ill." He complained silently.

Among the evil cultivators, there are some means of self-mutilation. For example, Wang Wenkang, a monk of the Xiangyun Temple he met before, hangs lamps on his body and cultivates physical lamps.

The monks in the Xuankong Temple practice another method of self-mutilation - breaking off limbs.

Cutting off an arm, or cutting off a leg, and then cooperating with some kind of evil method, using the broken arm or leg as a guide to assist in the practice-it is really cruel to oneself.

Dangdang.

Ikehashi Song knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The bald man who was practicing inside immediately got up and covered the post house monster with a blanket.

Then he walked to the door and opened it. Maybe someone knocked on the door frequently. He was not very alert, and he just thought it was a hotel attendant who came to find him.

pat.

The door was knocked open, and Chi Qiaosong grabbed his neck directly and dragged him into Songyuan Village—the post house monster naturally did not let him go.

"Old Tu, it's time to pick up the guests." He threw his bald head to the ground.

Tu Shansi sat cross-legged on the black smoke, and the corner of the fox's mouth twitched when he heard the words: "Brother Chi, can't you talk well?"

"OK."

Then he threw the post house monster to Xiao Zhi to go to the fertile field.

By the way, I took a look at the fertilization effect of the previous post monster - three packs of fertilizer, the effect is not bad, after all, the post monster is not a powerful evil.

In sum, the post house monster is just a kind of controlling thing.

Similar to donkey-headed wolf, black sheep, and maggot with bone.

After such a busy night, according to the continuous confessions of the captured evil cultivators, Ikehashi Song used thunderous means to arrest all the evil cultivators in the surrounding villages and towns who were looking for goods.

There are eleven bald monks in total, distributed in eleven villages and towns.

Every monk has a post house monster as a tool for finding goods.These post house monsters, the effect of fertilizing the field varies from two packs of fertilizer to four packs of fertilizer.

A total of 34 packs of fertilizers were provided to Ikehashi Pine.

"Oh oh oh!"

Amidst the resonant chirping of General You, the red sun rises from the east, providing warmth for the cold winter.

The pine garden was as warm as spring, and Ikehashi Pine hadn't slept all night, but he was still full of energy—as a great guru, the perfect golden elixir bred spiritual consciousness, and his spirit was far beyond ordinary people.

Not to mention staying up all night, even half a month without sleep is not a big deal.

Leaving the pine garden, under the brilliance of the rising sun, Ikehashi pine drove the golden light and flew towards the Xuankong Temple in the deep mountains.

The confessions of the eleven bald monks gave him a good understanding of the Xuankong Temple, and he will use thunder to destroy the Xuankong Temple.

"In the name of righteousness, doing evil cultivators."

"It's even more unforgivable than Ten Thousand Snakes' Cave."

"A veritable magic cave."

He wandered around the deep mountains for a few times, and the Hanging Temple came into view.

The golden light flew, and in the next second there was a purple and blue gourd on his head, floating invisibly in front of the Xuankong Temple.Looking at the magnificent temple built on the cliff, as if hanging in the sky, it is difficult to connect it with the magic cave.

The buildings with red bricks and yellow tiles seem to grow out of the cliff.

The plank road staircase connects a large hall, some parts are embedded in the mountain, and some parts are cut into the deep mountain.

A large stretch of the Hanging Temple, the main body is all on the cliff, there is no plank road to connect with the outside world, but there is a cave in the back mountain, which belongs to the entrance and exit gate.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to get in.

Especially for foreign tourists who want to come to the Xuankong Temple to offer incense, they need someone to lead the way, and then the monks of the Xuankong Temple will guide them to pass through many barriers before they can enter.

However, some tourists come and never go back.

This cliff-cliff temple shining brightly in the sun is not a holy place for martial arts, but it enjoys a very high reputation in the local area. There have been almost no incidents of evil spirits in the towns and villages near Gein.

"Those who didn't know thought that the Xuankong Temple was capable of suppressing the evil spirits. In fact, the Xuankong Temple had already colluded with the local evil spirits. They didn't eat the weeds by the side of their nests, and only picked on passers-by."

Ikehashimatsu admired the majestic scene of the Hanging Temple for a moment.

Immediately, he disappeared in front of the gate of the main hall, bypassed the monks sweeping the dust, and walked into the main hall.

(End of this chapter)