Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 117 Ten days of practice, fate finally comes

It's finally here, and if he doesn't arrive again, his feet will probably become useless.

Looking closely, he saw traces of blood still seeping out of his soaked shoes, enough to see the injuries on his feet.

After resting for a while, the two walked towards Lushan County together.Luzhou County is larger than Jinhua City, so it looks very grand. The streets are bustling with people, and it is very prosperous, but it is a bit different from what I thought.

I thought that this city that was very close to Lushan Mountain would be extremely desolate, but I didn't expect that it would be even more prosperous than Jinhua County.

And there is no sign of any conflict with the demon clan, which is really strange.

A flash of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he took Shi Tian to find a random inn and stay there.

in the inn,

Ten days took off his shoes carefully, only to see that the socks he was wearing had been tightly fused with the flesh and blood on the soles of his feet.Then he took off his socks carefully, and sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound. Only in this way, the pain was relieved by half.

Soon after, Pudu opened the door and put down a pair of brand new socks and shoes.

"You can rest in your room during these days."

It is estimated that they will stay here for a while, and this little guy will have time to rest.

Moreover, I am afraid that there will be danger in the next few days. This little guy is just an ordinary person. It is not convenient to follow him. It is better to stay in the inn.

Looking at the rotten feet under his feet, Shitian could only nod helplessly.

After leaving the inn, I wandered on the streets, feeling the atmosphere of Lushan County, and frowned slightly. Could it be that I had guessed wrong?

In the entire Lushan County, there are only a few warriors and monks, not even a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm.

Looking at Lushan Mountain in the distance, I could see the ups and downs of my breath, and I couldn't see clearly. I immediately shook my head.

It seems that he came early or late.

He is more inclined to the former. If he arrives too late, there shouldn't be any signs of fighting. After all, there are gods in Yunzhou among the demons.

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Lushan Temple,
It is one of the few temples in Yunzhou Prefecture. In this Yunzhou Prefecture, where demons and demons dance wildly and dangers are everywhere, there are few Taoist and Buddhist sects established here, but mostly warriors.

And the strength of Lushan Temple is not strong, and the incense can be described as bleak.

After asking around, we finally came to the outskirts, where a lonely temple stood. Apart from the main hall, there seemed to be only a few wing rooms.Under the leadership of the welcoming monk, I met the abbot of Lushan Temple. He was a middle-aged monk with a similar cultivation level to him, in the middle stage of Xuandan realm.

"The young monk has met senior brother."

"Poor monk Hui Hai, my junior brother is polite, but I don't know where my junior brother is from?"

"The young monk is a monk from Tianluo Temple in Songjian Prefecture. He studied here and came to worship the Buddha."

"It turns out to be the junior brother from Tianluo Temple. Junior brother, please invite me."

As expected, it is humble. Apart from the narrow main hall in front of it, there are only two or three meditation rooms. As for the sutra tower, there is no sutra building. There are only about a dozen monks in the temple.

Hui Hai apologized: "The temple is simple, I hope you will forgive me."

Pudu smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter. No matter how high the mountain is, immortals will be famous; no matter how deep the water is, dragons will be spiritual. Although Lushan Temple is a humble temple, there is no need to belittle oneself when my senior brother is here."

"Thank you for your Zen words, junior brother."

A flash of light appeared in Hui Hai's eyes, and that was exactly what happened.

Although he is the abbot of Lushan Temple, he is not able to carry forward the Lushan Temple, and he has always been worried about this.

It's not that he's disadvantaged, but that Lushan County is too complicated.

Other prefectures can still spread their reputation by slaying demons and slaying demons, but in Lushan County, if you say "succumb to demons and slay demons" in the morning, the Lushan Temple will disappear in the afternoon.

In this regard, he can only hide in this Lushan County, chanting scriptures silently, and living in panic.

"Brother, I wonder if there is a Buddhist scripture in the temple?"

The two chatted for a while, and Pudu finally asked about the purpose of his visit.

Hearing the word "Tibetan Scriptures", a flash of surprise flashed in Hui Hai's eyes: "Yes, there are, but there are very few scriptures in the temple, only a few thousand volumes."

Only a few thousand copies?

There is nothing to do, and it takes several days to read thousands of volumes of scriptures, so it is best to kill time.

Pudu nodded: "Senior brother, can I stay here for a few days?"

"good."

"It's impossible."

Then he was led by Hui Hai to a Zen courtyard. There were only two rooms in the Zen courtyard, one was naturally a sutra room, and the other was a place for storing sundries.Pudu couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this. It seemed that not every Zen temple took scriptures seriously.

"Excuse me, senior brother. The young monk may be here in the next few days. Senior brother, please help yourself."

Seeing that Pudu still loves the scriptures, a trace of doubt appears on Huihai's face.

At their level, these ordinary scriptures are almost useless, and maybe they can improve their state of mind a little, but if they have time to read scriptures, it is better to use them to improve their cultivation.

What a weirdo.

After taking a look at Pudu who had taken a book of scriptures and sat down cross-legged, Hui Hai shook his head, turned around and left the monastery.

Time passed leisurely, and it was already the fourth day since Pudu entered the monastery. What surprised him was that the scriptures in the sutra room almost did not overlap with those in his mind, otherwise he would not have come out long ago.

Putting down the last book of scriptures, he slowly stood up and opened the door and walked out. It was already the afternoon of the fourth day, and the sky was gradually turning westward. A smile appeared on his face and he walked out of the monastery.

"Junior brother, why don't we stay for a few more days?"

"I have been delayed in the temple for a long time. Besides, there is a junior brother who is currently in the inn. It is time for the young monk to leave."

Hui Hai nodded. He always felt that he couldn't see through Pudu, but fortunately, they were both Buddhists, so there was no grudge between them.

Looking at Pudu's back as he was about to leave, Hui Hai struggled for a moment and slowly reminded him: "Junior Brother, I'm afraid Lushan City is not peaceful these days. If Junior Brother is fine, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Pudu stagnated and nodded: "Thank you for your kind reminder, brother."

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During the few days when he was intoxicated in the sutra room, many uninvited guests came to Lushan County, most of them were warriors, and of course there were also monks.

The reason why there are many warriors is because there is no outstanding Xianzong Buddhist temple in Yunzhou. After all, Yunzhou has the presence of transformed gods and demons, which cannot be developed by the weak Xianzong Buddhist temple, at least within the Xianzong Buddhist temple. They must have the same level of cultivation, but there are not many great monks with the level of spiritual transformation even in the entire Jin Dynasty, let alone Yunzhou. Even if there are, I am afraid they have left.

The feeling of living in the cracks is not easy.

After leaving Lushan Temple, Pudu looked towards the government office and saw an inexplicable aura, and there were not many auras like his.

Is it finally here!
He whispered secretly and walked towards the inn.

In the inn, after four days of recuperation, Ten Tian's feet gradually improved, but Pudu did not come back for four whole days, which made him think a lot.

Sitting in the inn, Shi Tian's eyes were complicated and unbearable. Could it be that the senior brother left alone?

He is just an ordinary person, and he may be a burden next to his senior brother. It is not impossible for his senior brother to leave.

Just as he was performing a big drama in his mind, a figure opened the door and walked in.

Hearing the sound, Shitian looked over and his face suddenly became happy. "Senior brother."

"It looks like it's almost good." Pudu glanced at it and smiled.

"Brother, shall we leave now?"

"No, we have to stay here for some time." Pudu said while looking at the bustling streets.

kindness?
Doubts flashed across Shi Tian's face, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After pondering for a few breaths, he looked at Pudu expectantly and said, "Senior brother, I want to practice, can you teach me?"

practice?

Pudu looked at Shitian with strange eyes: "Practice is not as good as you think. After you practice, you may face bloodthirsty demons. In this case, do you still want to practice?"

Shi Tian trembled all over, and the ferocious big fish in the river a few days ago could not help but appear in his mind, and then his eyes gradually became firm.

"Also ask my brother to teach me."

Pudu nodded, everyone has their own choice, as long as they think about it carefully, although he is a monk, he can't deny Shitian's choice.

After pondering for a long time, he finally pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows.

Shitian frowned deeply, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

After a few breaths, when he withdrew his fingers, Ten Tian's face was pale, and he slumped on the stool wearily.

"This Prajna Sutra is an introductory exercise to Buddhism. When you reach perfection, you can change the exercise."

When Shitian heard this, although his mind was stinging, he still nodded excitedly. He now had a stepping stone to becoming an immortal.

"Let's take a good rest first."

After Pudu walked out of the room, he couldn't help but shook his head.

Everyone longs for immortality, but they don’t know the cruelty of immortality. This road is destined to be full of thorns and blood, and one has to endure extraordinary torture and suffering. After all, the path of spiritual practice is not achieved overnight. It is better to be an ordinary person.

Of course, this is his idea as a monk, but it might be another idea when it comes to ordinary people.

Whether it is right or wrong depends on time.

in the inn,

As soon as Pudu sat down, a figure walked in. When he saw Pudu, his face couldn't help but be happy and he hurried over.

"Little master, it's really easy for me to find you."

As he spoke, he sat down at Pudu's table.

Pudu bowed slowly with a calm expression: "The young monk has met the donor."

"You don't have to be polite, little master. This is the magical power that I promised you, so please accept it."

As he spoke, he handed over a yellowed book, which seemed to have a very long history.

Looking at the brochure handed over by Zhuang Fuxin, Pudu shook his head very calmly: "Amitabha."

"The benefactor should put it away. If you don't get rewarded for your merits, I'm afraid this thing has nothing to do with the little monk."

Zhuang Fu was slightly startled, he actually refused?
You know, this magical power method has attracted many Buddhist masters.

Now that it was right in front of him, he could get it at his fingertips, but he refused without any hesitation.

To be honest, he admired this very much. At least he didn't have such determination and courage.

After Zhuang Fuxin glanced at Pudu with a complex look, he pondered for a long time and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Young master, although we didn't succeed last time, how about making a deal with the young master again?"

"Donor, please speak."

"The Lushan demons must have heard about it in the past few days, little master, right?"

Purdue nodded upon hearing this.

"The Demon City has gone too far. There are two powerful gods in my temple who are about to arrive. Gu'er, young master, help me to worship the temple once. How about leaving this magical power to the young master?"

After Zhuang Fuxin finished speaking, Pudu immediately shook his head.

Rejected again?
Zhuang Fu couldn't help but be stunned. Is a magical power in the realm of deity so unattractive now?

At the very least, he wouldn't refuse if this was put to him.

"Why did the little master refuse?"

"If the young monk helped me because of this, wouldn't he be greedy again? There was a Buddhist monk who saw him three times. This young monk happened to him once, so he should be warned."

Of course, this is just an excuse.

After all, even Buddha Mother Zhunti is not exempt from secularism, so how can he, an ordinary monk?

Along the way, he also saw a lot. Although the demon clan was extremely powerful, they didn't seem to go too far. There were even good demons like Qing Niangniang who protected the human race.

In this case, the matter is worth pondering.

The Demon City has existed for nearly a hundred years. If it was because the Demon City had gone too far that Gongyuan took action, I'm afraid he would have taken action long ago.

Zhuang Fuxin didn't tell the truth to him, so there must be something hidden between them.

Evil demons will be killed if they want to, but good demons have good karma. Not only will there be no merit in killing them, but they may also be contaminated with karma, which is a typical situation in which the gain outweighs the loss.

However, it is not that he will not intervene, but who will be saved when the time comes is another question.

When Zhuang Fuxin heard this, he sighed secretly. It was true that he had such strength at such a young age, and even his character was inferior to him. He took a look at the scripture in his hand, pondered for a long time, and then pushed it to Pudu.

"Since this magical power has been given away, there is no reason to take it back. Please accept it, young master. This is a good relationship between me and the young master."

It's not the court and the court, but himself. It seems that Zhuang Fu also has a lot of selfish motives.

Pudu pondered for a moment, but chose to keep it. It would be rude to others if he didn't keep it for free.

After seeing Pudu accept it, a smile appeared on Zhuang Fu's heart.

The Xuan Dan realm can bring out Zifu's strength. Whether it is himself or the Buddhist forces behind him, they are worthy of his friendship.Although it seems that there is no profit, it will be paid back in the future.

Then, after the two exchanged a few words, Zhuang Fuxin stood up and left.

Looking at Zhuang Fuxin's back, Pudu sighed secretly in his heart. With the two gods in the realm of gods, it seemed that the imperial court really wanted to eliminate the potential trouble of the Demon City this time.

Bai Su's figure couldn't help but appear in his mind, and then a trace of doubt arose. What was the reason why the imperial court, which had tolerated it for nearly a hundred years, couldn't help but take action to erase the existence of Demon City.

No matter what the reason is, fear is not a small thing.

In the Lushan Mountains, a huge and dark city stands. Looking from a distance, it is actually much larger than Lushan City. Thick evil clouds gather above the city, as if the end is coming. This is the evil city. The capital is also the world of Yunzhou demons.

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(End of this chapter)