Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 110 Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots to prevent future troubles (for subscription)
The spring is warm, green buds have sprouted from the trees on the mountains, and the fragrance of grass and trees lingers on the mountain road. The chirping of birds is pleasant and soothing, and Pudu goes down the mountain leisurely.

The mountain road is long. I still remember that I met a fox demon when I was going down the mountain. However, I haven't had the opportunity to see him again since I came down the mountain. Looking back now, it's a bit funny.

After walking down the mountain for less than half an hour and stepping onto the official road, Qinglan Mountain gradually disappeared behind us.

Halfway through the journey, Pudu suddenly sat down under a tree beside the official road and rested. Time passed by without any intention of getting up.

at last,

At a certain moment, two figures slowly walked out from the official road.

"Amitabha."

"I never thought that my young master would stay in Qinglan Mountain for two months. I really have to wait for the old monk to die."

Pudu raised his head and smiled at the two of them: "The donor is finally willing to give up."

The two of them were father and son Zhenyuan and An Hui who were expelled from the temple by Qinglan Mountain. After he came down from the mountain, the two of them had been following him. As the saying goes, it is a blessing, not a curse, and there is no way to avoid disaster.

Simply, he rested beside the official road and waited.

"The young master is waiting for the two poor monks?"

"No, it's the two donors who are waiting for the young monk."

Zhenyuan twisted the beads and looked at Pudu. After a long time, she nodded slightly and said, "Young master, I regard you as the genius of my Buddhist family. You are just a beautiful lady, so how can you be a thief?"

"What does the benefactor mean by this?"

"Driving the abbot and driving my master and apprentice out of the temple, could it be the handiwork of the young master?"

"Why didn't the donor find the reason himself? As a monk, he violated the precepts of sexual misconduct. This donor is very violent and has the intention to harm others. Going down the mountain is a way out for the two of you."

"Knowing your words." A trace of anger appeared on Zhenyuan's fat face: "You only need to hand over your magical power, and the poor monk will let you live."

An Hui on the side heard this and said anxiously: "Master, don't let the tiger go back to the mountain."

"To shut up!"

"How the poor monk behaves, it's not your turn to interrupt." Zhenyuan glared at An Hui and scolded.

It's really stupid. The poor monk is such a shrewd person, why is this kid so stupid?

Pudu smiled slightly: "It turns out that the donor is interested in the magical power in the hands of the young monk."

"That's right, hand it over, and I'll leave your body intact."

After being pointed out, Ma Yuan seemed to be too lazy to pretend anymore. After all, he had been driven down the mountain and there was no need to worry about anything.If his magical powers were really as powerful as An Hui said, there would be no place in this vast world.

Then, a cold aura enveloped it.

Xuandan realm,
Pudu shook his head slightly: "When the benefactor's evil thoughts arose, did he ever inquire about the young monk's strength and methods?"

kindness?
Hearing Pudu's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he felt uneasy in his heart.

I thought this little monk was still young, even if he had strength, how powerful could he be? Could it be that he could be stronger than him in the Profound Core Realm?

But now that he looks confident, he seems to have made a mistake.

While he was meditating, an aura no less powerful than his own rose from Pudu's body.

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It’s also in the Xuandan realm!

I was secretly shocked, but then I breathed a sigh of relief.

The realms are the same, but it is not yet known which one is better.

"The donor has fallen into the sea of ​​misery. I hope the donor will not stain my Buddhist door again in the next life." Pudu joined his hands in a salute, and a stream of flame emerged from his body, and was then thrown out by him.

Facing the weak clutching divine light, Zhenyuan frowned slightly, and also used a palm. The palm print collided with the clutching divine light, and the Buddha flame slowly disappeared.

Seeing this scene, a flash of sarcasm flashed across Zhenyuan's face, that's it?

Before he could react, the Buddha's palm suddenly burst into flames, and then headed towards him again.

What kind of flame is this that can turn mana into nutrients?
Under his horrified gaze, the flames fell directly on him, and all kinds of methods and magical powers seemed very powerless under the divine light of the clutch.

"what!"

"Little master, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!"

"Whoo~"

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When the wind blows, the dark burnt powder scatters with the wind.

An Hui, who was on the side, collapsed to the ground in horror, trembling as he watched this scene.

Pudu raised his brows, and a spark fell at his feet. Before he had even taken a breath, there was once again a cluster of scorched black on the official road.

He is evil-minded, and it would be a disaster to keep him alive, so he just needs to keep his family together.

As for forgiveness, that was something the Buddha should think about, and he was only responsible for sending him to see the Buddha.

[Saving evil monks will reward you with [-] points of merit]

[Saving evil monks will reward you with [-] points of merit]

As the cultivation level increases, more and more merits are required. If you want to break through the Zi Mansion, you may need tens of thousands of merits.

With a long sigh, the figure slowly disappeared at the end of the official road.

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next to the official road,
"Second Master, what should we do?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask? This is a murdered man. Although we are horse bandits, we have never harmed anyone. How did we encounter such evil things?"

"Second Master, if it doesn't work, let's go sue the officials."

"Are you stupid? We are horse bandits. Do the horse bandits know? Can the government let us go?"

"But the problem is that we are good people."

"The government will only use our heads in exchange for political achievements. Who cares whether you are a good person or not!"

Dozens of figures were sitting on the official road with big horses and golden swords, arguing endlessly, frowning, and feeling depressed.

Purdue took a quick look at these dozens of people, and saw that they were indeed not villains, or as they said, they were serious horse bandits.Moreover, there is no evil spirit in other people, and worrying is not evil, so it has nothing to do with him.

Just as he was about to pass him by, one of them stepped forward and put a knife on his neck.

Pudu simply rolled his eyes.
Ok!

One moment he kept saying that he was a serious horse bandit, but the next moment he drew a knife.

The big man at the head scolded: "Old Liu, what the hell are you doing? Put the knife down for me."

Lao Liu kept the knife from his throat, turned around and said, "Brother, this little monk has seen us. If we let him go to Fucheng, he won't have to sue us, so why don't we drag him up the mountain."

"Are you a pig-headed person? This place is dozens of miles away from Fucheng. By the time he reaches Fucheng, we will have left long ago."

"Let me go."

Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, thought to himself, and touched his head with a silly smile: "What the second master said is absolutely true."

"Little master, I've lost my temper. You'd better get on your way quickly."

Why did he collect so many things like this? Lu Yun secretly wondered when he saw this.

Pudu smiled slightly, turned around and continued on his way.

"Stay back!"

Suddenly a voice sounded behind him again.

Pudu turned around in confusion and saw that it was the big man at the head who spoke.

"Donor, is there something wrong?"

"Little master, I heard that Buddhism has great power and can conquer demons. I wonder if little master can do that?"

"I know a little bit."

"However, according to the young monk's opinion, there is no sinister aura around the donor. I guess there is no demon around him."

Lu Yun's eyes lit up,
Do you really understand?
God has eyes, it seems that the retribution for my previous good deeds has come.

Hahaha!
Lu Yun greeted him with excitement on his face.

"Don't be anxious, young master. Let's go to Yingliang to discuss it in detail." Then he shouted to the side: "Come on the water, I don't have a good eye."

The bandit brothers on the side hurriedly handed over a water bag.

"Little master, the water bag is still full, and we haven't drunk it yet, please, little master."

"No, the young monk has mysophobia."

kindness?
Cleanliness?

What is this?
As expected of a monk, what he said was so obscure and difficult to understand.

"Donor, let's talk about evil spirits."

"Okay, okay, to tell you the truth, young master, we camp here in Qingliang Mountain and live a stable life. We rarely go down the mountain. When we do, we rob some rich and unkind people, and even give charity to the poor people."

"The donor should pick out the important things. If he can help, the monk will definitely help."

Lu Yun smiled awkwardly, originally wanted to let the little monk know that they were good people, so he could ask for help, but he didn't expect him to be so happy.

"Just a few days ago, the mountain was haunted!"

Haunted?

There is no evil spirit in him, absolutely not.

Pudu shook his head: "The donor didn't see it wrong?"

"Look at what the young master said, if someone can be wrong, brothers like me can be wrong."

Pudu looked at the men around him and saw them all nodding in response.

"Can you elaborate?"

Lu Yun recalled in horror: "A few days ago, my brother went to get grain for cooking. When he opened the granary, he found that it was empty. There were hundreds of loads of grain, and it disappeared in just one night. Isn't this a ghost? What?"

Lost the food?

Pudu frowned slightly: "Could it have been stolen?"

"Little master was joking, with so many brothers here, could it be that someone emptied the food and I still don't know?"

Also, hundreds of loads of grain is not a small amount.

Only demons and monks can evacuate hundreds of loads of grain overnight.

If it's a demon, it's not food that's missing. Could it be a monk?
"Can you take the young monk up the mountain to have a look?"

"Of course you can, please, little master."

With the support of a group of horse bandits, they got off the official road and walked towards the mountain road on one side.

The mountain road was winding, narrow and difficult to navigate. After walking for more than an hour, I vaguely saw a mountain village.

"Little Master, that is Liangshan Village." Lu Yun pointed at the village.

I saw that a lot of fertile farmland had been opened around the village, and many women and elderly people were farming.

These people don't look like horse bandits, but like mountain people.

"These are my family members who couldn't make a living at the bottom of the mountain, so they went up to the mountain. As long as I don't wait too long here, no one will take care of them. I can grow food and harvest vegetables on my own."

"To be honest, young master, when I come down the mountain this time, I have the intention of plundering."

Pudu nodded. He could still see this. After all, the horse bandits couldn't have come down the mountain for fun, right?
"Please, little master."

Being in the mountains, there is only one small trail, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. In addition, it is quiet and elegant, so it is a good place.

Pudu stopped and felt it for a moment, and found that there was indeed no evil spirit.

Entering the village, one can see the various houses. The place is not small, comparable to a village with hundreds of households.

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(End of this chapter)