The sword is the devil

Chapter 87
A little monk, carrying a lantern, came over Shi Shiran.

When I came to Hou Tiao, I put the lantern on the ground, looked at Hou Tiao carefully, feeling a little annoyed,

"Young monk is redundant!"

Hou Tiao just laughed, "It's not superfluous at all, only a small student needs the protection of the master!"

The little monk closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, obviously not wanting to talk to this guy from Quanzhen Sect.He came to save people, but he didn't expect that people had their own abilities and didn't need his mercy.

The State of Shan does not prevent other orthodox monks from entering. In the Splendid Continent, practitioners come and go freely.Therefore, in a place like Yinling, there are many bull-nosed and compassionate monks who eliminate demons and defend the way, or practitioners who come here to collect ghosts because of the need for kung fu.

This is also the reason why ordinary people can basically survive even if the Quanzhen Sect does not deploy too much power here.
Coming to Yinling is a kind of practice in itself.

Seeing that the little monk obviously didn't want to talk too much, Hou Tiao was very bored, "The monks are here, why don't you subdue the demons and defend the way?"

The little monk didn't even open his eyes, "All life is life, and all suffering is suffering. It's good to live in peace and have nothing to do. The dawn will disappear, so why be aggressive?"

"And then save it to harm those unarmed mortals? There is really no lower limit to the compassion of Buddhism!"

While talking, Hou Niao threw the torch in his hand at the ghosts not far away, and this throw immediately knocked over the hornet's nest.

The little monk's lantern has a certain ability to shock ghosts and monsters, which comes from the original superpower of Buddhism. When he came here, the monsters seemed to die down, but they didn't expect to wait for this provocation...

The little monk is not yet a great monk, and the power of transcendence in the lantern is limited. When the ghosts lose their minds, they ignore this shallow suppression.

As soon as the ghosts swarmed up, the monsters were not to be outdone, their thinking was very simple, it was hard to tell when one was alone, whoever eats more and who eats less?It's easy with two words,

Monsters prefer young monks with thin skin and tender meat, the meat is delicious and toothless; ghosts like Quanzhen Taoists, and their spiritual power makes them salivate... Each has his own preferences and needs.

"You are so rude!"

The little monk stopped reciting the Buddha's name, jumped up, and took out a Jiedao from nowhere, and swung it open and closed, with great power!
Same as Hou Tiao's current state, although there are countless Buddhist mystical techniques, but limited by the strength of the realm, this Jiedao is the best in real fights!

Hou Niao held a sword in his hand, spat out the sword energy lightly, and between flashes and moves, the sword's edge was extremely accurate and could not leave the vital points of the ghosts, one sword at a time, never a second time.

How to kill souls and other existences is a technical job!All souls have the instinctive ability to hide. They will hide their souls in places they think are the safest, some are in the head, some are in the chest, and some are more cunning in inconspicuous places such as hands, feet or even buttocks.

Moreover, it can constantly change the position of the soul essence.This requires the monks to have sufficient judgment ability to be able to spot their vital points at a glance, otherwise they can only kill loneliness with a single strike.

The most useful thing to deal with this kind of ghosts is actually spells. What is the point of throwing a large covering of fire magic spells, so that you don't have to look for ghosts at all?

The ruler is short and the inch is long, and the extreme sword and the dharma sword have their own advantages in application, and it is impossible to say which one is good and which one is not good.

Waiting for the squid to kill is fast, and the little monk is not slow to chop. What kind of high-level existence can the monsters and ghosts that gather in the wilderness hastily gather?It seemed that the two of them were very brave, and the foreign bodies that were distasteful to mortals fell down one after another, achieving the experience of the two of them.

Soon, all the ghosts were slaughtered, and the monsters were also killed in pieces. Hou Tiao licked his lips with unsatisfied desire,

"Little monk, your saber skills are pretty good."

The little monk's face was ashen. This was not the battle he wanted. This kind of killing is meaningless. It can neither be truly eliminated nor achieve any purpose. It is purely killing to stop killing.

Lifting the lantern, he turned around and left, he didn't want to stay with this murderous embryo.

"What's the name of the little monk? Thanks for helping me, I haven't thanked him yet."

The monk took a few steps, turned his head and said seriously: "The poor monk holds up the lamp, burns himself, and illuminates the meaning of others!"

Hou Tiao sternly bowed, "Good volunteering, I admire you!"

The monk with the lantern wanted to say a few more words, but seeing the indifferent expression on this demon disciple's face, he knew that it would be useless to say it, and there was nothing wrong with fighting a tough battle.
Seeing the little monk walk away, Hou Tiao nodded. He is a very confident Buddhist practitioner, but his ideals seem to be a bit floating?

If you want to illuminate others, you must first illuminate yourself!

The monk's idea is too taken for granted. If these ghosts and monsters had no malicious intentions, they would not gather here. If it wasn't for the lantern, they would have rushed up a long time ago. What are you talking about?
Forgiving evil is a crime against ordinary people. Beautiful ideals will always be shattered by reality. Only a young monk who grows up in a deep temple and does not care about the world will think so. When he becomes a great monk, he will naturally understand what a Buddhist King Kong is. Wrath, as long as he can live to that day.

But he didn't lure the ghosts to educate the monks. He always had a thought, that is, since the souls outside are souls, and the souls in the whirlpool of the Purple Mansion are also souls, is there some kind of mutual conversion among them? possible?
He wiped out three ghosts at Shimen, but he didn't feel anything, maybe the ghosts are too weak?Or the quantity is too small?So he wanted to take this opportunity to kill a large number of people to see what happened. For this reason, he kept the mysterious vortex in the Purple Mansion all the time, just to facilitate the conversion of the two souls...

However, there was no conversion, nothing appeared, and his guesses fell through.

It's just an experiment, and it doesn't matter.If he could really absorb the energy of these ghosts to strengthen himself, he might not be willing.

After this battle, the surroundings became much quieter, and there were no more monsters or ghosts to harass him. In this sense, these things also know how to bully the weak and fear the strong.

In the early morning, after finishing the morning lessons, I unhooked the reins and put on the saddle, ready to set off; lightly lifted the horse and circled the big locust tree, looking in a certain direction,

"Morning class may be your only chance, why don't you try?"

From the grass came a very awkward voice, as if it had something in its mouth, with a strange tone, like the voice of a foreigner learning a mainland language,
"I'm afraid that if I have the courage to try, I will die..."

Hou Tiao immediately said: "Since you have turned your bones, let me teach you, what is the most important thing to survive in this world?"

"What is it?"

"It's standing in line! Standing in the wrong place, all your efforts will be in vain!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his horse's head and drove off without looking at what was in the grass.

After a long time, a ground squirrel carefully revealed its head from another bush...

Stand in line?Makes sense!

But the question is that he is a demon, where else can he stand?This man speaks so strangely!
Licking its mouth, it knew that it was too careful, and it actually had a chance to eat this guy!

...Yin Yefang is brilliant, the essence is not lonely.Knowing how to respect oneself, why use food as a demon.

(End of this chapter)