Reciting the Yellow Court for thirty years, stone monkeys come to worship

Chapter 100 Sincerely, sincerely, for this Buddha heart!
"Donghai Dragon Lord, Ao Qing is here!"

The high-pitched voice resounded, the restriction was opened, and the Qinglong turned into a human form, wearing a green robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary.

"Welcome to Dragon Lord."

The monk immediately opened the restriction and welcomed him in.

"This is?"

Ao Qing entered the dharma meeting, her eyes fell on the holy monk Fa Hui, but she was startled.

At this moment, Fahui's mouth is bleeding, the Buddha's light is unstable, and his energy is chaotic.

"Mr. Ao Qinglong, why are you here?" The Yuqing sect member said in a deep voice, his voice contained Taoism.

Ao Qing's complexion changed slightly, knowing that this member of the Yuqing family was reminding him not to meddle too much and do what should be done.

"Amitabha, Lord Dragon has not been invited, but he came to Fahui. I wonder if I can ask for something?" A monk asked.

Ao Qing took a deep breath, and her eyes fell on Fa Hui: "Xiaolong Ao Qing, who heard the name of the holy monk's compassion, came here to pay respects and ask a question, please ask the holy monk to clarify."

"Speak." Fahui tried her best to suppress her emotions, trying to keep calm.

"The holy monk is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and the Dharma is superb. Xiaolong wants to ask, if there are people who don't want to, will the holy monk force them?" Ao Qing bowed.

Fa Hui stared at him and said, "No."

"Thank you, Holy Monk, Xiaolong will take his leave." Ao Qing bowed and was about to leave.

"Stop!" A monk shouted anxiously.

"You left just like that?" the Yuqing sect member said coldly.

Donghai formed an alliance with Buddhism and let Ao Qing worship Fahui, but now, Ao Qing is obviously unwilling.

"The holy monk has allowed Xiaolong to leave, why did the master call Xiaolong?" Ao Qing said in a deep voice.

When the monk froze, he couldn't say anything about the alliance.

Everyone knows this matter well, but they can't put it on the bright side.

The disciples of Shangqing said with a smile: "The holy monk has already opened his mouth, how could he force Lord Long to stay?"

"Holy Monk, someone asked me to give you something." Zhu Ganglie said at this moment: "Although I am very reluctant to give you this thing, but I dare not disobey her order."

"Huh?" Fahui's face became even more ugly, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger, and his voice was already trembling: "What is it?"

"Holy Monk, this pig demon is restless and kind, it must be some kind of evil spirit." Many monks said quickly.

The members of Yuqingmen also said: "It's better not to look at it."

Zhu Ganglie took out the wooden box and said: "I don't want to give it yet, Master Shangqing, this thing is precious, please pass it to the holy monk for me."

"Oh? Well, I'm also curious, what kind of precious thing is it?"

The member of the Shangqing sect smiled slightly, got up and walked towards Zhu Ganglie, and took the wooden box.

boom

puff
All of a sudden, the Buddha's field shook, and Fahui spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

It turned out that he had already opened his Dharma Eye to see the contents of the wooden box.

"Holy monk!"

The faces of the monks changed drastically, and they rushed towards Fa Hui.

The members of Yuqing sect couldn't help but open their Dharma eyes to look, but saw that there was a heart in the wooden box.

The heart is still beating, being kept alive by secret methods.

The member of the Shangqing sect was stunned, and sighed: "But you made me a villain once."

Zhu Ganglie said: "I don't want to, but my knowledge is superficial, if I hold it, there is no guarantee that it will not be destroyed."

"Fellow Daoist, please give this to me."

However, Fa Hui stood up with the support of the monks, and staggered towards the disciples of the Shangqing sect.

The Shangqing disciple sighed softly and handed over the wooden box.

"Thank you." Fa Hui took the wooden box, opened it carefully, and looked at the bright red heart beating inside: "She, does she still have words?"

"She is a good sister, but she wants to use this thing to save you." Zhu Ganglie said: "Although, my old pig, I wish I could beat you to death!"

"Old monk, you are ashamed of her, you are not worthy of being a holy monk!"

Fa Hui's body was trembling, and blood gushed out of her heart: "Where is she buried?"

"My sister is not dead, but I guess I don't want to live anymore."

Zhu Ganglie shook his head and sighed: "Sister said, she was born in the world, like dust, and dare not expect to be pure and white."

"Clear and white..."

Fahui murmured: "She has always been clear, she has always been clear..."

"Holy Monk..." The surrounding monks hurriedly circulated their Taoism and poured it into Fahui's body: "Holy Monk, calm down, this is all planned by this pig demon, don't let the Buddha's heart be disturbed."

"Buddha's heart..." Fahui looked at her bleeding chest, but there was a manjusawa in full bloom: "Sincerely, sincerely, exchange for this Buddha's heart!"

He muttered a word, but his left hand pierced into his heart like a knife.

The scarlet blood flowed down, startling all practitioners of Fahui and shocking all monks.

Zhu Ganglie also stared blankly at this scene, not expecting Fahui to be like this.

"Crossing people, crossing ghosts, crossing one's own body... old monk, no one can cross."

Fahui looked at Zhu Ganglie and bowed deeply: "Amitabha, old monk, thank you fellow Taoist."

"You...I..." Zhu Ganglie was stunned for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

"My little monk is ashamed of her, ashamed of Buddhism."

The Buddha's light around Fahui reappeared, shaking away the monks around him, holding the wooden box in his hand, and rushing out of the Buddha's field.

"Where is the holy monk going?" The monks hurriedly chased after him.

"This Fahui, you don't want the position of holy monk?" Many cultivators were astonished, and then followed.

"It's all you pig demon, disrupting the Dharma meeting!" Yuqingmen yelled, "Don't let this pig demon go!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhu, Ao Qing has remembered your kindness." Ao Qing was overjoyed, bowed to Zhu Gang, and immediately fled away in a stream of light.

What about this bastard dragon, my old pig?
Zhu Ganglie panicked, and monks rushed over from outside, all of them were Buddhist practitioners.

"Brother Yuqing, I haven't done anything for a long time, why don't we discuss it?"

The members of the Shangqing sect focused their eyes, and a sharp sword energy swept out, approaching the members of the Yuqing sect.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The Yuqing sect was furious, turning into a stream of light and rushing out of the Buddha's field: "Let's fight outside."

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, I can only stop him for you." The disciple of Shangqing patted him on the shoulder and followed him out.

Many practitioners also left quickly, not wanting to cause trouble.

But some of them stayed behind, together with the monks, surrounded Zhu Ganglie.

Zhu Ganglie was frightened and shouted anxiously, "Sister, save me!"

"Qingshui Longjun?" Everyone became vigilant and looked around.

A ray of blue light descended from the sky, bound Zhu Ganglie, and took him up into the sky in an instant, and a voice came: "Fangcunshan Zhu Ganglie has crossed your holy monk once, and we should remember Fangcunshan's kindness."

"Fangcunshan?!" All the cultivators looked at the sky.

"Thank you senior, thank you senior." Zhu Ganglie heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed again and again: "If senior is not here, my old pig would really be killed and stewed meat today."

"Haha, Brother Dao asked you to come, and he has already prepared for it."

The Immortal Taoist smiled and said, "The saintesses were supposed to come here, but I just wanted to know how you understand the Tao, so I let them go. You really didn't disappoint Brother Daoist."

"It's all taught by the elder, I just happened to realize it." Zhu Ganglie scratched his head and smiled innocently.

"Let's go, go find the saint." Undead said humanely.

The practitioners and monks hated secretly, but they could only helplessly watch Zhu Ganglie disappear. Facing the Daoist Daoist, they had nothing to do.

"Go find the holy monk first, the holy monk must not be busy." Many monks said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)