The world's most invincible

Chapter 352 Interception
West Pure Land Continent, the southwest region, a prosperous town.

Xie Jiashu walked on the bustling street, holding a folding fan in one hand and a string of Buddhist beads in the other, looking like a Confucian and a monk.

His face became paler, but his hairpin and gown were still neat.

Just as there are many temples and monks in the Middle Earth Divine Continent and Nanmeng Hua Continent, there are also many academies and Confucian scholars in the Western Pure Land Continent, so his appearance is not eye-catching when walking on the street.

Although Xie Jiashu is looking very leisurely at the moment, he is actually being hunted.

Not a monk from Dashangma Temple. Dashangma Temple was rotten from top to bottom, at least not in line with his beliefs as a Confucian disciple, so he destroyed them all.

Xie Jiashu informed the world of all the obscene and dark things in the temple.

With this move, Lingshan Daleiyin Temple would naturally find it difficult to pursue him.

However, Master Sang Sang, the contemporary abbot of Dasangma Temple, was born in Dafen'a Temple, which has a long history. He has many brothers and sisters. However, the atmosphere of Dafen'a Temple is to protect the calf.

So Master Sangsang's brothers and sisters went down the mountain to hunt down Xie Jiashu, regardless of breaking the rules.

"May I ask if the donor is Xie Jiashu of Hanshan Academy?"

Xie Jiashu had no choice but to go east and attack the west, come to this southwest region, and prepare to go south to the Southwest Tianyao Continent.

Monk Zhenyi nodded and led the group of ascetics away completely.

These brothers and sisters, who are monks but have not given up their secular thoughts and are very angry, are like Master Sangsang. They are Buddhas who have achieved enlightenment through self-destruction.

Xie Jiashu said warmly: "We have been talking for a long time, but you still haven't asked for the master's name?"

Dafen'a Temple is one of the ancestral temples of Tantric Buddhism. There are many descendant temples and believers in the Buddhist continent of Western Pure Land Continent. If you don't leave quickly, you will be blocked by these monks sooner or later.

The other young ascetics followed by chanting the Heart Sutra.

When he walked out of the library, it was noon. In addition to people wearing beads and vendors worshiping Buddha and Bodhisattva, there were also more devout believers on the long street, kneeling every three steps and kowtowing every nine steps. Pilgrimage to the largest temple nearby.

The leading young ascetic replied: "Little monk Shinichi."

After the Buddhas from the Western Pure Land Continent flew into the sky with the Goddess Empress and Old Master Han, it was not that easy for this Buddhist continent to keep him.

Just as he was about to take out a portrait from his arms, Xie Jiashu explained: "My name is Li Gengxin. I come from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. I don't know Xie Jiashu of Hanshan Academy."

Then he continued to recite the Heart Sutra and turned around to leave.

"Master Shinichi might as well take a look."

Xie Jiashu said: "It turns out to be Master Zhenyi. I dare to ask Master, do you know what cause and effect those monks in Dafen'a Temple want to take me back to?"

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Monk Zhenyi took the Xianjiadi newspaper and glanced at it, then passed it on to other ascetics around him.

"Thank you, donor. It was the young monk who was waiting for the prime minister and disturbed the donor!"

"Amitabha, scholars should abide by benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trustworthiness. Why bother joking with a young monk when thanking a donor?"

In fact, Xie Jiashu was not very worried.

After they finished passing on the message, Xie Jiashu said: "Masters, do you still think I should go to Dafen'a Temple? Or, do you still want to help Dafen'a Temple capture me?"

Monk Zhenyi lowered his head and fell into meditation without answering.

Monk Zhenyi clasped his hands together again, lowered his head and recited: "Amitabha, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, I saw that the five aggregates are empty, and I can survive all the hardships."

Then he handed over his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Master!"

Although the realm is no longer what it was before Ascension Night, its combat power is still terrifying.

Therefore, he is still in the mood to go shopping leisurely.

When Xie Jiashu defeated six old monks including Master Sang Sang and Master Sang Tuo with one against six, he had already suffered serious injuries. Facing these wolves and tigers, the old monks of Dafen'a Temple could only Can choose to escape.

Xie Jiashu was not impressed by this scene.

Xie Jiashu also turned into a breeze and drifted away.

After seeing a library, he even walked in and bought two old books and a few volumes of Xianjiadi newspaper.

Hearing this, the leading young ascetic monk was speechless. He had just seen the person in the portrait. He was exactly the same as the scholar in Confucian shirt in front of him. There was no mistaking it.

After all, in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, there are also sincere students or old Confucian scholars who burn incense and bathe every day, and worship the Holy Master.

Xie Jiashu shook his head: "No."

And once he gets to the Southwest Tianyao Continent, the sea is vast and the fish can leap. No matter how angry the old monks like Da Fen'asi are, they can only hold it in.

Xie Jiashu felt at ease. Just like in Confucianism, there are rotten Confucianism and evil Confucianism, as well as pure Confucianism and true Confucianism. Buddhism is also full of mud and sand, with evil monks and evil monks as well as truly virtuous and eminent monks.

Before walking a few feet, Monk Zhenyi suddenly turned around and said, "Thank you, donor. Brother Ashuti from Dafen'a Temple should be able to sense that the young monk has seen the donor and will be here soon. I hope the donor will come soon." Reach the other side.”

But when he happened to be leisurely watching a young child, who was also following his grandmother's example of worshiping, a group of young ascetics suddenly surrounded him.

Xie Jiashu smiled and said: "Buddhist disciples should not have thoughts of greed, anger and foolishness. I dare to ask all the masters, why are you here? Is it because you want to kill and arrest me?"

The leading young ascetic put his hands together and bowed his head and said: "Thank you, donor. The young monk and others were invited by a senior brother from Dafen'a Temple. I would like to invite the donor to visit Dafen'a Temple to unravel the cause and effect."

The leading young ascetic frowned slightly: "No?"

Xie Jiashu directly threw over a copy of the Xianjiadi newspaper he had just bought, which recorded in detail what Dashangmasi had done and how Dafenasi chased him.

Anticipating that he might escape from the West Pure Land Continent and return to the North Zhige Continent or go to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the old monks of Dafen'a Temple set up many checkpoints in the east and southeast.

At dusk, Xie Jiashu came to a large black lake in the south.

According to relevant books about Xizhou's scenery, this big black lake is a holy lake in the southwest region. Originally, countless ghosts and ghosts came out of the lake. Later, an old Buddhist monk fed the demons with his body and walked into the lake.

His flesh, blood, and soul were instantly devoured by the ghosts and demons in the black lake. As a result, after the old monk died, all the ghosts and demons in the lake were saved, left the human world on their own, and entered reincarnation.

When the last evil ghost left, the old monk came back to life and built a golden body. He transformed from an ordinary five-level monk into a new Buddha.

The water in the big black lake has also become holy water, which can cure all diseases.

Xie Jiashu came here naturally because he wanted to use the water of this black holy lake to heal his injuries.

Although he could use Confucian secrets to resolve the Buddhist mental power and karmic fire left on him by the monks from Dasangma Temple and Dafen'a Temple, it would take time.

And what he lacks most now is time. So after arriving at a hill on the shore of the Black Holy Lake, he fell straight down.

But before he fell into the lake, the dark lake suddenly released thousands of feet of golden light, and three great monks in cassocks appeared.

It is the monk from Dafen'a Temple.

"Thank you, donor. The three of you have been waiting here for a long time!"

At the same time as he spoke, the three great monks took action at the same time. One used the [Demon-Conquering Thousand Buddhas Palm], one summoned the [Eight Heavenly Dragons], and the other used a Fire-Burning Golden Lotus.

Obviously they were monks, but these three attacks were fast and fierce, leaving no room for energy.

As soon as the golden light emerged, Xie Jiashu's Confucian shirt fluttered and he instantly turned around, narrowly avoiding the first blow of the three old monks.

However, the three great monks from Dafen'a Temple did not want to let him go at all. They all pursued him immediately and surrounded him with the shining Buddha's light.

Xie Jiashu stood above the lake, looked at the person directly in front of him, and said: "I didn't expect that you could predict that I would come here. You were waiting here for a long time. You were careless."

The monk from Dafen'a Temple in front of him was tall and strong, holding a purple-gold demon-conquering pestle in his hand. Even though he was wearing monk's clothes and cassock, he looked more like a butcher than a monk.

Hearing the words, he replied calmly: "It's not that the poor monk and the others are so powerful that they would sacrifice the near and far away to thank the benefactor and come to the Holy Lake, but the entire Xizhou has set up a dragnet, no matter where the benefactor escapes, Someone will intercept it.”

"Therefore, the poor monk hopes that the donor Xie can stay calm, so as not to use his hands and hurt the harmony."

Xie Jiashu smiled and said: "In my Hanshan lineage, the first thing I admire is the teachings of Yasheng. Yasheng has a saying: wealth cannot be lascivious, poverty cannot be moved, and power cannot be surrendered."

"Even if Xie is in a desperate situation, it is difficult for me to capture him without mercy."

"Since Dafen'a Temple wants to be a corrupt temple and a group of evil monks, making things difficult for me, it's useless to talk about it. Just see the real seal."

Although he was in a difficult situation, Xie Jiashu, holding a folding fan in his hand, still maintained his handsome and handsome demeanor, like a good young man in this world.

The great monk standing in front of him, whose Buddhist name was Huo Mole, raised his magic pestle high and replied, "In that case, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless when thanking the benefactor."

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While Huo Moele's Purple-Gold Demon-Conquering Pestle was struck out rapidly, his left hand shot out the [Demon-Conquering Thousand Buddhas Palm] again.

The other two great monks also summoned [Eight Heavenly Dragons] and [Fire Golden Lotus] again, which was one of their strongest magical powers. They knew Xie Jiashu's realm and did not want to give him any chance.

However, when the [Demon-Conquering Thousand Buddha Palm], [Eight Heavenly Dragons], and [Burning Fire Golden Lotus] came from three directions, the figure in the scholar's shirt suddenly disappeared.

Only a single red maple leaf was left on the spot, allowing it to be bombarded and blown by Buddhist magic power, floating and flying in the air.

"not good!"

Huomole shouted and turned around hastily, but it was already too late.

Xie Jiashu, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, escaped from their encirclement at some point and plunged into the black holy lake.

"Chase!"

Another great monk shouted, and the three of them immediately fell into the black lake.

But inside the Holy Lake, there are gorgeous maple leaves everywhere. Where is the trace of Xie Jiashu?

Half an hour later, Xie Jiashu appeared in front of a desolate valley.

When he came out of the Black Holy Lake, his injuries had basically healed, and his temperament was gentler. However, after he escaped from the encirclement of Huo Moele and the others, there was not much joy on his face.

Because in front of him stood a tall and thin middle-aged monk.

Unlike Master Sangsang and Huo Mole, who achieved enlightenment and became half-Buddhas, the middle-aged monk in front of him was a Buddha in his full glory.

In other words, he meets the two exemption conditions set by the Goddess Empress, Old Master Han and others, and does not need to kill himself.

"Are you the most famous Ashuti master in Dafen'a Temple today?"

The thin middle-aged monk nodded slightly and said: "It is the poor monk. Please thank the benefactor for your cooperation and accompany the poor monk to Dafen'a Temple. The poor monk promises not to harm the benefactor's life."

Xie Jiashu said: "There is Ashuti Buddha blocking the way in front, and Humera and countless other half-Buddhas chasing after me from behind. It seems that I can't escape this time."

"But I have something I don't understand, and I would like to ask the master for help."

Ashuti said calmly: "Donor, please tell me."

Xie Jiashu said: "Master, I don't understand in this late life. You have achieved enlightenment and are the only living Buddha in the world. Logically speaking, shouldn't your six roots be pure? Why do you want to offend a few depraved evil monks who ruin the reputation of Buddhism and harm believers?" Discipline?"

Axiuti showed a trace of confusion on his face, but he soon returned to normal and said: "Although the monks in Dashangma Temple have fallen into the devil's way, they should not be managed by the donor. Our Buddhist sect has its own rules and disciplines. ”

Xie Jiashu shook his head: "This is not a reason. According to the agreement between the three religions, no matter which family did something to harm the people or confuse all living beings, the disciples of the other two families have the power to eliminate them when they meet."

"You Buddhists don't care less about the affairs of my Confucian disciples. Even on Lingshan Mountain, there is a fallen sage of our Confucian sect, studying Buddhist scriptures under the green lamp."

This is the rule established by the founder of the three religions himself.

Although under normal circumstances, it is left to the other party to handle it, but if the other two families really want to intervene, it is not an overstep.

As the Buddha in one of the ancestral temples of Tantric Buddhism, Ashuti should know this rule.

When Monk Asiuti heard these words, a trace of confusion appeared on his face again, and then he replied: "Thank you, the donor may be right, but there is another reason why the poor monk wants to take care of this matter."

"Oh? What's the reason?"

"Master Sangsang is the brother of the poor monk. Although we have both escaped into Buddhism, the poor monk still cannot bear to see his tragic death."

Xie Jiashu frowned slightly.

He didn't expect Ashuti, who had achieved enlightenment and became a Buddha, to still have such an obsession.

More importantly, he noticed the two confusions that appeared on Ashuti's face.

As a Buddha, it is not normal for his six sense organs to be so impure.

Seeing that Monk Asiuti's face became stern, Xie Jiashu quickly replied: "Master Asiuti, you have brothers, and so do I. It is still difficult for Master to keep me here today, so I also advise Master not to commit the crime in vain. Anger."

Ashuti was startled and asked: "Your brother? Hanshan Li is gone? He is far away in Gezhou, Beizhi. I'm afraid he won't be able to rescue you."

Xie Jiashu smiled and said: "Although he comes a little slower, there is one who comes very quickly."

"Who?"

Xie Jiashu didn't say anything and just jumped to leave.

(End of this chapter)