The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 197, Freedom
In the main hall, Ling Kongzi was receiving these people.But it made him a little tired, not physically, but mentally.

He was originally a calm and calm person, if something happened to someone he cared about, no matter how other people cared about him, nothing would be as sweet as cultivation.

But the monks of the White Horse Temple and the practitioners of the Dragon and Tiger Maoshan Road in front of them had some disputes because of some things.

Soon, Kazumako came to preside over the matter.

On the side, an old monk from Baima Temple spoke uprightly, saying.

"Amitabha, the poor monk thinks that it is right to expel those ancient heresies again. If they are not of my race, their hearts must be different."

The reason why Baima Temple came here is to talk about the blue luan bird.

It is unacceptable to accept the "enemy of the people" in the ninth division.

Kazumako shook his head.

"That's not the case. To a certain extent, our human race and the ancient gods are all descendants of the Yellow Emperor. How can we be different? It's nothing more than the fact that our human race was too weak in the past, and we couldn't be normal and equal to them. It's just an exchange."

"So put them back into the world?"

"Isn't this only the blue luan bird? According to the legend, the blue luan bird is very friendly to our human brothers. It is said that in the fertile country far away from the world, it is because of the protection of the blue luan bird. It is peaceful and peaceful, and He also gave shelter to the human beings who broke into it. It is interesting enough.”

The old monk looked at Jueming who was on the side, and said in a low voice.

"Jueming, aren't you usually the best at debating scriptures? Tell me a few words."

At this time, the old monk found that Jueming, who usually loves to talk, had stopped talking, and felt that something was wrong, so he urged.

Jueming had been closing his eyes to rest his mind just now, now he opened his eyes and said.

"I think that the ancient gods are the patron saints of this land of China. We are all living beings who grew up on this land of China. If they are really sealed somewhere, their power is qualified to come back to this land , stand here proudly, instead of being sealed somewhere and submerged in the earth."

"Jueming, you."

The old monk looked at Jueming in astonishment: "What did you think about in the thinking room?"

"This is the result of my thinking."

Jue Ming paused and said.

"When I was a monk, I was a creature on the land of China first. Naturally, I had to think about the country and land of China first."

The cultivators of Longhu Dao and Maoshan Dao on the side looked at Lezi, and they didn't express their opinions. After all, this was a dispute between Baiyun Temple and Baima Temple, and they didn't have to debate the scriptures.

Ichimako looked at Jueming and frowned.

It seems that he is speaking for Baiyunguan, but there is something different after careful taste.

let them all out
Of the ancient gods, beasts and gods, out of ten they were caught and nine out of ten were shot, there must be innocent ones.

But if ten out of ten catch five, it is definitely a fish that slipped through the net.

This is another extreme point of view.

However, at this time, Jueming raised his head and looked at Kazumako calmly and said.

"Ichimako is in charge."

"Ok?"

"Lend me the Baiyun Guansuo Demon Pagoda."

"The demon lock tower? What is the use of the demon lock tower?"

Kazuko frowned.

This demon-locking tower was originally a product of the Shushan Sword Gate. Later, when the Shushan Sword Gate fell, the true spirit of the tower and its construction technology were given to Baiyun Temple to uphold its will to kill demons and demons.

At that time, Shushan could see that Baiyun Temple was the last hope to preserve the inheritance of future generations, and Baiyun Temple lived up to its promise.

After the Baiyun temple also preserved the true spirit of the demon-locking tower, it was repaired and re-fortified, and it became the prison where the demons are now held.

"Borrow a monster inside." Jueming said solemnly.

"Borrowing evil spirits? Master Jueming, something is wrong with you today." Ling Kongzi looked at Jueming, and felt that the eyes of this monk who had practiced for many years had a little redness in his eyes, not the light of Buddha.

"You've been too tired recently and need to rest."

The old monk also felt that something was wrong, and just about to take down the disrespectful Jueming, but was shivered away by an intrusive heat wave mana.

"Isn't it my mana from the White Horse Temple that you converted to evil spirits?"

Jueming clasped his hands together, and said with compassion.

"Evil? I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"You say I am a demon, so I am a demon."

Li Wei is alone, oh no, not alone.

There is also a paper man serving the guide next to him.

"This is the Demon Locking Tower, which suppresses the demons and ghosts that Baiyun Temple has captured over the years."

This "artificial mentally retarded" paper man made a speech and introduced it.

Some ghosts and monsters may be troublesome to kill because of their ancient bloodlines, and some are difficult to kill, so they are sealed in this demon lock tower.

This set of techniques for banning monsters comes from the ancient Shu Mountain, and the Shu Mountain sect is considered to be a flash in the pan.

He attaches great importance to the method of killing and killing, and the methods he cultivates are all born to slay demons and eliminate demons.

But maybe it was because he was too strong, before the catastrophe when the spiritual energy dissipated, the Shu Mountain had already been destroyed.

What is the specific reason, perhaps only those who have experienced that era know.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I haven't experienced that turbulent era."

Li Wei felt a great pity looking at it, but he didn't expect that the demon-locking tower in front of him actually vibrated.

"Warning, alert, stay away."

The paper figurine on the side noticed it, and the edge of the paper was filled with mana, turning into a powerful blade.

A blaze came from a distance, but a monk fell from the sky, and his cassock was ignited with raging flames.

"Stop it, all the imprisoned here are evil monsters!"

The fire seemed to be alive, shining on the gate of the Demon Locking Tower and opening it wide, and then a huge fiery red snake came out of the Demon Locking Tower.

"I'm free. Hahahaha I'm free, although I don't know what happened."

This huge snake demon is still in a daze.

Suddenly free.

I don't know what happened, but it's great to be free.

"He came here just to release the red snake demon?" Kazumako chased him from a distance, but he was a little puzzled.

The Chilian Snake Demon, who once devoured and killed people in a town, was suppressed in the Demon Locking Tower during the Kangxi period.

Why not kill him, because he has the blood of an ancient beast, and cutting it would damage his luck.

Wait a minute, blood.
Kazumako figured out the joint, and his face changed wildly: "Oops."

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

A thundercloud condenses and is about to cast a thunder curse.

The old monk was stunned: "Are you going to kill Jueming?"

"What he wants to do."

But Jueming looked at the snake demon, turned his palm into a blade, and directly inserted it into the snake demon's brain. The scorching mana he obtained directly shattered the snake demon's brain.

Blood splattered all over him.

The red snake demon looked bewildered.

just gained freedom
Jueming, who had committed the act of killing, looked calm and recited the Buddha's name: "Amituofo."

Jueming, covered in blood, raised his head and murmured.

"Fat Yi."

"Poor monk, I call your name."

The name taboo is the incantation that a creature first mastered.

Curse is bondage.

It's the shackles.

It is also liberating.

(End of this chapter)