The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 159 The Demon Monk
at the same time.

Southwest of Yunzhou, outside Boyang City.

In the early morning, when the sun was shining, there was a tea stand set up. An old man with gray hair had a tattered rag on his shoulders, and while wiping the tables, chairs and benches deftly, he greeted the guests from all over the world to have a rest and drink tea.

It was the peak time for entering the city, and when there were the most people, the old man called his granddaughter over when he was too busy.

It was a ten-year-old girl, thin and thin, and she seemed a little unsteady when she carried this big teapot and walked.

But her eyes are very bright, and the bright smile on the corners of her lips seems to warm people's hearts and make them forget about fatigue.

Up to this point, everything is the same as countless mornings, until the arrival of a monk.

The old monk did not know how far he had traveled, his patchwork clothes were covered in dust, and he was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his body was not intended to be thin.

He held a Zen stick in his hand, which looked heavy at first glance, but it was light and unmistakable in his hand.

When it landed, it was even more silent.

He walked to the tea stall, and after a little hesitation, he took off his bamboo hat, revealing a dark face that seemed to have worked in the fields for decades.

Seeing him sitting down, the old man immediately brought a cup, put it down, and asked, "Master, why don't you drink some tea first to quench your thirst?"

The old monk nodded slightly, clasped his hands together, and said, "Thank you, a bowl of herbal tea."

The old man immediately said: "Little sister, serve tea to Master."

While talking, the little girl came staggeringly with a huge teapot in her hand. Although she staggered, she poured the tea very steadily. splash.

The tea was full, but the little girl did not leave. Instead, she looked at the old monk with bright eyes and asked, "Master, where did you come from?"

The old monk was taken aback when he heard the words, and his expression was extremely solemn: "Come from here!"

The little girl was dumbfounded when she heard this, and asked again: "Master, where do you want to go?"

Old monk: "Go out!"

Well, the little girl gave up completely, she couldn't understand, so she had to leave again with the teapot.

Looking at the back of the little girl, the old monk smiled knowingly, thinking that this city and this person are all very good.

However, when the tea was exhausted and the old man came to collect the money for the tea, the old monk fumbled in his wallet, touched it again, and touched it again, but he showed embarrassment.

No matter who the old man is, he has been in the tea business here for so many years, so he has developed his eyesight.

He looked at the old monk and asked, "Master, is it not convenient?"

The old monk showed an embarrassed expression, and said: "Poor monk, poor monk has no money."

The old man smiled and said: "If Master is inconvenient, this tea can be regarded as being invited by the little old man, okay?"

"Well, this is not good. The poor monk is a monk. If you don't pay for the tea, you are breaking the precepts. There will be karma, which will hinder your practice.

This is not good!not good! "The old monk shook his head like a rattle:
It's just a meal of tea, the old man can afford it, but he feels that the other party has been involved in cultivation, so he can't say that.

As soon as he thought about it, he said again: "If not, I owe you the tea money. How about paying me another penny when the master returns from alms?"

"How can a monk owe someone money, no, no!" The old monk still refused:
The old man was a little impatient, he just felt that the old monk in front of him had cultivated into the stomach of a dog.

He held back his impatience, and said again: "It's really not possible, then the master is willing to do some chores with me, serve tea and water with me, and it will be enough for one morning, which can be regarded as tea money.

In this way, neither credit nor damage to your practice is the best. "

"This is good, good, it won't ruin the practice!"

The old monk was happy, his dark face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, but in the next second, his smile froze again: "No, it's still not possible!"

"Why can't it work again?"

"I, I want to go west, day and night, without delay, without delay!"

The old man finally lost his patience: "Then what are you going to do?"

The old monk wrinkled his face and thought for a long time, his tangled eyebrows almost knit together.

However, at a certain moment, he suddenly smiled and said: "The poor monk has a solution, the poor monk has a solution."

"any solution?"

The old man asked instinctively, but the next second.

Snapped!
His head had already exploded, and a Zen staff appeared where his head should be.

The old monk slowly withdrew his Zen stick, still full of joy, and said: "As long as you die, the karma of the Sa family will also disappear, and it won't delay my time to pray for Buddha. Isn't it the best, the best!"

At this moment, the old man's body fell down slowly, and blood mixed with brains shot out everywhere, red, yellow, and white, scattered all over the ground, and the whole tea stand was quiet.

Only when the little girl dropped the teapot, screamed and rushed forward: "Grandpa, Grandpa, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

The old monk looked at the little girl with a miserable expression, but the Zen stick in his hand was faster.

Snapped!
The little girl fell into a pool of blood, she was already silent, her little corpse was still convulsing, and her shining eyes were completely ashes.

The old monk pretended to put his palms together and recited a mantra: "Death early and rebirth early, it is the poor monk who helped you to be reborn in bliss."

Ahhhhh!

At this moment, the originally quiet people were completely stunned by the bloody scene. They didn't care about anything else, and fled in chaos.

But the old monk clasped his hands together, looked at these people, even looked at the city, and said: "Since you have seen it, you should all die, and if you die, it will be written off.

The poor monk will not be trapped by cause and effect, and his practice will not be hindered. This is good, good! "

Saying so, boundless devilish energy gushed out from behind the old monk, spreading towards the city like overwhelming the sky.

it's dark!

In a corner of Sifang City, a monk with a sword looked at the old monk, as if remembering something, his face twitched uncontrollably.

"The devil monk Buddha is difficult, why did this monster come to my Yunzhou?"

Finally, before the demonic energy enveloped the whole city, a beam of sword light turned into a rainbow and flew towards Xinghe Jianzong.

After half a day.

Hall of Stars.

The head teacher of Galaxy Sword Sect, Tianshen Sword Master Hua Ye looked at the letter with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

The devil monk Buddha is difficult, this person used to be a demon monk who killed people without blinking an eye, and the slaughter was useless, and was finally caught by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and surrendered.

I also don't know if this group of great monks have lost their heads, and they have to save him.

Then, Duhua is Duhua, this demon has entered the Buddhist sect, shaved ordained to become a monk, and has also learned a whole body of Buddhist skills.

But just when all the eminent monks thought that they had achieved great success, the Buddhist monk actually clashed with someone and beat him to death.

Then it was all the way to lay down Wanfo Mountain.

Along the way, sometimes he acts like a real eminent monk, solving people's worries and problems, and sometimes he behaves like a devil, killing in the name of cultivating Buddhism is useless.

To this day, this person is already regarded as the top figure in evil cultivation, and his body is full of Buddhist and magical skills, which can be called weird and unpredictable.

And such a demon actually appeared in Yunzhou?
Sword Master Tianhen's face was a little ugly, and he was a little hesitant, until a moment later, he looked in the direction of Yunjian City, and he didn't hesitate any more.

As a result, a rainbow of swords soared into the sky, and then turned into a beam of sword light soaring into the sky, heading towards Sifang City.

As for that sword rainbow, it was after running out for an unknown distance that the sound of thunder rolled.

……

On the other side, Yunjian City.

On the streets of Tea Tree Lane, an unexpected visitor came to the old master's private school.

He has a hulking back and waist, as burly as a mountain, with black hair fluttering on his shoulders, looking bold and unruly.

Holding the wine jar in one hand and carrying the other behind his back, he strode into Yunjian City, into Tea Tree Lane, and even into the old master's private school.

At the gate of the courtyard, he looked at the old master with closed eyes on the reclining chair under the tree. He seemed to be in a daze for a long time before he said, "Peng Xiaoshan, I'm here to see you."

The old master first felt that he had heard wrongly, so he squinted his eyes and stared for a long time before he was sure that he was not old-eyed and dizzy.

He suddenly jumped up with an agility that didn't belong to a young man, looked at the person coming, trembled for a long time, and said: "You, you, Ning, Ning Tiezhu, Ning lunatic, is it really you?"

However, after a long time of ecstasy, he realized that although the other party was standing in the sun, he looked like a living person, but there was no shadow under his feet.

At this moment, the old master thought a lot: "You, are you not alive anymore?"

The burly man didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "If it's a living person, how can I see you again?"

As he spoke, he raised the wine jar, shook it again and again, and said, "This is the real millennium wine, and I brought it here to share with you.

What's the matter, old friends don't want me to go in and have a drink and chat? "

The old master only hesitated for a second before leading the other party into his home.

Then, he dispersed the children who were studying, and found someone to buy the best food and drinks in Yunjian City, and set up a very sumptuous table in his study, which almost no one had ever entered.

The two old friends hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years, but after a few glasses of wine, they never saw each other again.

They chatted about the past, the days of crazy adventures together.

They also talked about their own experiences, telling stories about how many years ago after parting.

The old master even talked about Mo Chengjun for the burly man, talked about people who had suffered like him, talked about the "Redwood Secret Record", and even took out the "Hope Secret Record" sent by the female sword master.

And that burly man's eyes were shining brightly, and he kept taking them to watch.

Then he saw it, saw the unsolved problem that had troubled him for thousands of years.

It turns out that qi is actually the electricity in the body, bioelectricity? ? ?

It turns out that essence is not simply the quantity of blood, but the quality, and the symptomatic one must be the hematopoietic organ, bone marrow.

It turns out that the millennium problem and the distress of all beings are actually these two points.

At this moment, Ning Tiezhu, or rather the madman Ning in the old master's mouth, had the illusion of a sudden realization.

And the man surnamed Ning did not hide his past.

He told about the world after death, about the Yin soil, about how he spent his days in a daze, and about his experience of being almost eaten by ghosts.

But that's all in the past.

The current him is a famous ghost fairy in Yintu, who rules the land and is extremely majestic.

Yes, he died, but the practice that he could not pursue while alive, has achieved success in the ghost realm after death.

Of course, only he himself knows the danger and heartache.

Then, he also stated the purpose of this trip without hesitation: "I was entrusted to come here this time, and someone asked me to trip you up for a while.

I couldn't refuse him, so I had to come. "

The old master was not surprised either, he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, laughed loudly and said, "I know, in fact, from the moment I saw you, I knew that you must have something in mind when you come here.

But I am still very pleased to see you, let's talk about the others later. "

After a pause, he said sadly: "Even if I owe you, I owe you, crazy Ning!"

……

At the same time, Mo Chengjun at home also received a summons paper crane.

The paper crane is not big, but there is a lot of information coming from Yue Siming, the master craftsman of Qianji Pavilion.

But the content of the news is actually very short in summary—the magic weapon microscope, he has a clue.

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