The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 226 Dare to ask the benefactor if he often interacts with ghosts...

"The poor monk wants to pay homage to the owner of this place, may I ask the benefactor to pass it on?"

"……Hold on!"

The man pursed his lips tightly and stared at the tall and burly monk in front of him. He really wanted to refuse and tell this guy to get out of here quickly, but he knew his current identity, and the only thing he could do now was to go in and communicate, and the young man decided what to do. The fate of a monk.

With anxiety and extremely complicated emotions, the man found Feng Qing'an.

"Tell him, if you want to enter the door, let your wife out first!"

When Feng Qing'an heard it, it was Tianlong Monk who was visiting, and after a little thought, he made a request.

"Yes!"

The man who was originally full of apprehension and uneasiness, when he heard Feng Qingan's words, his face showed joy, and he almost ran all the way to the gate of the mansion. Looking at the monk who was standing calmly waiting outside the door, he shouted,

"Master, my son said that if you want to enter this door, you must release my lady, otherwise please leave!"

The man has long understood these days that his young master, even among the gods, is also an existence that is flocked to and yearned for.

Although the monk who came today was completely different from the Taoist priest, but it was not much different. Since he came to the door, there must be someone asking for his son, so his wife might really be released by the monk in front of him.

"But, it's just that your wife has already shown her original form in my purple gold bowl. She must enter the courtyard before she can be released. She must not appear in public and disturb the people!"

Ying Hai didn't think too much, and agreed immediately, which made the man behind the door look shocked. The surprise came so suddenly that he didn't know how to react.

"Didn't you hear what they said? Hurry up and let the door open and let the master come in!"

The crisp sound of the young men striking each other like a jade chime sounded from behind the man, and the man came back to his senses, and hastily moved away. Ying Hai looked calm, and holding a copper staff, he crossed the threshold and entered the courtyard.

"Zen Master Yinghai, I'm being polite!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the uninvited monk with a smile.

As the saying goes, there is no place to find when you step through iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. He was worried about where to find this monk and fulfill the promise he made at the beginning, but he did not expect that the other party would come to his door. It is guaranteed that it can be completed, but since hope is given, it is best not to let the other party down.

"Amitabha, I have seen the wind donor!"

Seeing this young man with a very familiar face again, Ying Hai raised his palm in front of his chest and bowed.

"Zen Master, please don't be too polite, please release Balang's wife as soon as possible!"

Feng Qing'an urged again and again, looking at this demon-subduing monk with anticipation.

When Ying Hai heard such a request, he didn't talk nonsense, put down his palm, turned it lightly, and a purple gold bowl appeared in his hand, and saw the water rippling, and then a fish with shining golden scales jumped out of the bowl.

The golden scales rose in the air against the wind, and soon turned into the size of Zhang Xu, fell to the ground with a "pop", and kept jumping, but with the flash of spiritual light, it soon turned into a shark with a human tail. people.

"Miss!"

The moment the golden scales manifested, the man couldn't wait to pounce on her. The moment the golden scales manifested into a human body, the man had already hugged the woman's upper body, crying loudly.

"Master!"

The carp spirit was completely dazed at the moment, not understanding why he had suddenly escaped from the dark prison.

"Zen Master, this way please!"

Feng Qing'an glanced at the touching scene of the couple's reunion, with a satisfied smile on his face, he didn't stay here any longer, and walked towards the back courtyard as soon as he turned his footsteps, Tianlong monk Yinghai didn't even look at the carp spirit, he raised his leg to follow .

"The benefactor has doubts?"

Even though Feng Qing'an was walking in front of him, Tianlong Shen Yinghai seemed to be able to perceive his thoughts, and asked actively.

"I do have some doubts, but I never thought that Zen Master would release the spirit fish so easily!"

Feng Qingan glanced back, this tall, strong monk with a handsome face smiled and said.

He went into the underworld to join in the fun, and it's not like he didn't see it. The dragon monks all manifested golden bodies this day, and fought with the capital city god in the underworld. None.

Now he released that spirit fish just to step into the gate of his house. To a certain extent, it was like slapping that city god in the face and giving him enough face.

"Not long ago, Zen master's generous speech in the underworld is still fresh in my memory!"

"Because the young master is willing to take over the fish demon, so the poor monk is also willing to fulfill it!"

Ignoring Feng Qingan's ridicule, Tianlong Seng Yinghai explained with a serious face.He didn't go against what he said, on the contrary, he acted according to what he said.

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"I think the fish demon's husband has become a servant in the prince's courtyard?"

"It's not considered a servant, I paid for it!"

Feng Qing'an corrected one point, he doesn't like treating people like slaves.

"Let's count it as employment. The husband of this fish demon is under the control of the young master. Now that the husband and wife are reunited, the fish demon is naturally under the control of the young master. If the fish demon creates chaos, will the young master ignore it?"

"Of course I won't ignore it, not only ignore it, but if someone dares to attack her, it will be regarded as a shame for me, and I will not be polite at that time!"

Feng Qing'an smiled.

"That's why the poor monk is willing to release this monster with the demon. If, as the city god said, putting this demon in the house again, this is the way to create chaos and disregard human life. The poor monk will never sit idly by. reason!"

Tianlong monk explained his philosophy.

"The Zen master is Gao Yi!"

At this time, Feng Qing'an understood that the Tianlong Monk didn't try to kill all the monsters. The monsters with him can actually be divided into two categories, one is that there is no one to kill, and the other is that there are monsters. The Lord can support.

Just because the carp demon's husband was paid to do things under his command, the fish demon was also counted as being under his command when she was released, and she could be allowed to live with others after she was governed by a strong force.

And just like before, as a demon clan, he allowed him to live with mortals because of his kind nature, which put the lives of mortals around him in danger, completely entrusting the good and evil of demons, which he could not tolerate.

After figuring this out, Feng Qing'an couldn't figure out another point,

"Since the Zen Master has such an idea, why didn't he explain it to the City God when he was in the Underworld? Only discuss with the City God the reason why demons must be killed?"

Today, the Dragon Monk, if he had said this to the City God in the underworld, there would have been no conflict of fighting skills at all.

"That Lord City God has too much tolerance for monsters and monsters, there is no need for more, what he lacks is the desire to kill monsters!"

Tianlong monk responded that he felt that the city god was too kind to the monsters, so he only told him that the monsters need to be killed. Anyway, he didn't expect the other party to listen to him. The murderous spirit of the demon is also good.

"Just like that?"

Feng Qing'an was somewhat unconvinced.

"There is no incense and fire god in Xilan Luzhou, so the poor monk also wants to try the supernatural powers of Lord Chenghuang!"

Tianlong monk frankly admitted.

"That's what I said!"

Feng Qing'an laughed, the formation of Tianlong monk when he entered the Yin Division did not seem to be discussing the law with others, he was clearly going in to find ghosts and gods to fight, now it seems that this is true, after the other party had a conflict with ghosts and gods, there was indeed a fight with this place The idea of ​​the strongest ghosts and gods competing one or two.

"The Zen master is still satisfied?"

"If Master hadn't given him the golden building before leaving, I'm afraid the poor monk would have stayed in the underworld!"

With such words, it is natural that Tianlong monk thinks that he is not as good as Du Chenghuang, but Feng Qing'an will not underestimate the other party because of this, after all, the other party is looking for Du Chenghuang in the underworld.

The strength of the other party is completely inferior to that of the Du Chenghuang. Although he does have the power to subdue demons, he is no different from an ant when compared to the Du Chenghuang's indomitable Dharma Body. The opponent's hand is the size of a palm, but even so, they still fight back and forth with each other.

"Hahaha, that's why the city god doesn't talk about martial arts!"

Feng Qing'an also did not ignore that fight, the big tripod that the city god dug out at the end was an artifact that had been enshrined and worshiped by the people of Fengtian City for who knows how long.

"A defeat is a defeat. There is nothing wrong with admitting it. The poor monk has no mana and provokes ghosts and gods. This is what he deserves to end up in!"

"Okay, I haven't asked yet, what's the reason for Zen master's visit?"

At this time, Feng Qing'an asked about the purpose of Monk Tianlong's visit. Although he could guess nine out of ten, he still had to confirm it.

"A senior asked a poor monk to bring you Buddhist scriptures, so I came to visit you!"

"Buddhist scriptures?"

Feng Qing'an wanted to refuse subconsciously when he heard it, and he also understood what the bald donkeys who were suppressed by the Daoist masters in the underworld and couldn't lift their heads were thinking.

He is practicing, of course, the first choice is the Taoist school, not the Buddhist school with many precepts and strict levels. He has no interest in eating fast and reciting Buddha.

But before saying the words of refusal, Feng Qing'an remembered what Dong Huang had said to him, that there are often advanced practitioners in the Taoist sect who use Buddhist scriptures to sharpen their Taoism and test their cultivation.

"let me see!"

Since it was a scripture that was delivered to the door for nothing, don't want it for nothing, Feng Qing'an changed his mind in just one thought.

Even if you don't practice Buddhist supernatural powers, it's not bad as a sharpening stone to sharpen yourself.

"The number is too much, young master, let's find an open place!"

Tianlong monk Yinghai kindly suggested.

Although he came here to deliver scriptures, even he felt that there were too many scriptures prepared by local monks, and he wondered if there were any overlaps.

"many?"

Feng Qing'an didn't underestimate it, on the contrary, he attached great importance to it. After all, there are so many people who practice, and it's probably beyond ordinary imagination.

After a while, Tianlong Monk was led by Feng Qingan to a clean and tidy warehouse. When he put the piles of arranged Buddhist scriptures in front of Feng Qingan, and gradually filled up the spacious warehouse At that time, even Feng Qing'an was shocked.

"so much?"

"According to the seniors who found the poor monk, this is the accumulation of more than a dozen Buddhist temples!"

Tianlong monk directly sold the local monks, and he didn't agree to keep anything for them.

"I see!"

Feng Qing'an nodded slightly, if so, it would be considered normal.But this amount is indeed too much.

"Want to see it?"

"Ok!"

Feng Qing'an, who has read a lot of Taoist scriptures, picked up a scripture and held it in his hand. Looking at it, the Buddhist principles that were originally obscure to ordinary people were imprinted in Feng Qing'an's eyes. It's like observing the pattern on the palm, the Buddhist truth contained in it is undisguised.

A faint ray of Buddha's light emerged from behind Feng Qing'an, outlining the shape of an incomplete lotus flower, and as Feng Qing'an flipped through the Buddhist scriptures, the structure of the lotus flower became more and more complete.

Seeing this scene, even the mentally prepared Tianlong monk couldn't help but recite scriptures silently in his heart to stabilize his Zen mind.

It's not that he couldn't see that Feng Qing'an was not interested in their Buddhist scriptures, and even somewhat rejected them, and he didn't know why he agreed to accept them.

Even with such a state of mind, flipping through the Buddhist scriptures at random can actually reveal such a vision. How can those monks who devote themselves to enlightening the Dharma settle down?
"Um?!"

His eyes drooped slightly, and Tianlong Monk, who didn't want to see this scene, seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly raised his head, and his pupils, which were no different from ordinary people, were suddenly infected with a layer of gold. In the end, they turned into golden vertical pupils, like a head Buddhist Tianlong opened his eyes.

In his eyes, behind the young man in white at this moment, there is a layer of hazy fairy light covering him, but above his head there is a seven-treasure golden pillar, which is faintly visible, helping him to break part of the confusing power and see clearly. A "black air" lingering on Feng Qingan's body.

"How could this be?"

The moment he saw the black air, Ying Hai's face suddenly showed confusion and incomprehension, as if he had encountered some incomprehensible existence.

"Zen Master? What's wrong with you? Why do you show such an expression?"

Feng Qing'an had already flipped through the Buddhist scriptures in his hand at this moment, and threw them back to the original place. When he looked up, he saw the strange expression of Tianlong Monk, and asked.

"Amitabha, please forgive this poor monk for taking the liberty to ask the Lord of the Wind, does he often make peace with ghosts?"

Seeing the golden lotus behind Feng Qing'an shattered and disappeared as he threw out the Buddhist scriptures, the upright monk stopped holding back and asked directly.

"What did Zen Master say?"

Feng Qing'an raised his eyebrows, and said something, this bald donkey still has a bit of eyesight, he should have seen something, but this mistake is too outrageous.

"Do you think I look like someone who is looking for ghosts and things? I am still a body of pure yang!"

"But the poor monk saw that the benefactor has... yes, it must be that the benefactor's wisdom has been blinded!"

Tianlong Monk suddenly closed his mouth, his eyes showed something enlightened, then he changed his mouth and said,

"Can the poor monk be allowed to live in the mansion for a while? The poor monk doesn't ask for much, just a place to stand!"

　It was originally said to be updated before [-] pm, but I broke my promise. I wanted to take a nap at noon, but I slept all afternoon. I have never had the habit of taking a lunch break. It seems that I have to rest for a few more days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)