Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 35 Causal Determination
A contemporary Buddhist disciple of Tenraji Temple!

You said that you are a contemporary Buddhist disciple of Tianluo Temple. If you don’t go to the capital of Jin, why are you here in Tailing County, a place where birds can’t shit?
He couldn't help but curse secretly.

At the moment, he can no longer take care of repairing the Yinhun Banner. Facing the Tianluo Golden Body in the Dacheng realm, he can still escape with his life. It is true that the residual power left to him by the Tianluo Golden Body is too great.

Xu Zisu looked at Li Changhai who had a gloomy expression with some confusion, not knowing at all that he was already playing a big show in his heart.
Is it possible that there is a back-up plan?

Li Changhai's eyes flickered, and he stood up slowly,
Although Xu Zisu's punch just now was very powerful, he was still in the Xuandan realm after all. After the Xuandan was condensed, mana flowed in the body endlessly, and even injuries would heal faster.

It's just that I can't fall in love with fighting anymore,
Tianluo Golden Body gets stronger the more he fights, even if he can win, it will be a narrow victory.
And now that the time is approaching, this guy will definitely not be able to be taken down for a while, and the plan to repair the Yinhun Banner has once again come to nothing.

In this case, there is obviously no point in fighting anymore.

He glanced at the gathering Yin Qi not far away with some reluctance, and then secretly made a decision.

"Jie Jie Jie, I didn't expect you to be a Buddhist disciple of Tianluo Temple. If you can kill a Buddhist disciple of Tianluo Temple, those old bald donkeys in Tianluo Temple must be very angry."

I saw Li Changhai take out the Yinhun Banner again and pour a huge amount of mana into the Yinhun Banner.
Xu Zisu's face was solemn, the alms bowl was suspended in the air, casting a golden light curtain, and his whole body was shimmering with bronze brilliance.

Seeing this scene accidentally, Li Changhai became more convinced of his guess. After Tianluo's golden body was completed, it would take on a bronze color.

"Death!"

With a loud shout, a raging ghost emerged, and then turned into a faint light and disappeared into the sky.

Xu Zisu's head was covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

Quite speechless, he looked at Li Changhai who disappeared into the sky.

Such a big battle, just to escape?

This is too weird, right?
Reluctantly, he took back the alms bowl and dispersed the golden body.

Yun Niang looked at the scene in front of her with the same confusion, and then took a deep look at Xu Zisu. He was able to force a Xuandan realm monk to flee with his life. It seemed that his strength was far stronger than she imagined.

"Amitabha."

"If such an evil cultivator escapes, I don't know how many people will suffer."

"Young Master, there is no need to worry. The Yin Hun Sect has done many evil things, and God will surely punish them."

Xu Zisu nodded, and then walked towards the valley, only to see a mountain of corpses piled up in the valley, as many as a hundred, and the yin energy emitted soared to the sky, covering the full moon.

"Amitabha."

He sat down cross-legged and recited the salvation sutra.

On the other side, Li Changhai, who disappeared into the sky, glanced behind him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the young monk did not catch up with him.

Just as the clouds began to fall, I heard a Buddha's call.

"Amitabha."

"Donor, this poor monk has been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Changhai couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked not far away in horror,

I saw an old monk clasping his hands together and looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Who is Er?"

Li Changhai looked at the old monk very warily and asked.

In his perception, the old monk was like an ordinary person, and he seemed to have no cultivation. But the most important thing was that it frightened him even more.

With his cultivation in the Xuandan realm, he didn't even notice that there was an old monk here.

"Old monk Faming has met the donor."

Fa Ming?

A flash of doubt flashed across Li Changhai's eyes. Not only did he know all the Buddhist cultivators in the Xuandan Realm in Songjian Mansion, but he had heard of most of them, and Fa Ming happened to be not among them.

Could a Buddhist cultivator whom I had never heard of come from another place?

"I wonder what Master said when he stopped the old Taoist?"

"Send Your Excellency to the Western Paradise."

How could such a warm mouth say such chilling words? People in the Buddhist sect are all so sweet-mouthed.

Li Changhai's face turned cold. First there was a young monk, and now there is an old monk. Is this a Buddhist monk?
"Master, it seems that the old Taoist has no grudges against the master in the past, and there must be no grudges in recent days."

Even though he said this, he was already filled with surging magic power and was ready to escape.

As long as we, the monks, live, face and other things are not important.

"The hands of the donor are stained with countless blood, so the old monk can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

The coldness in Li Changhai's eyes flashed away, and he was about to make a move when he saw the old monk standing in front of him, dozens of meters away, and then touched his chest with one hand.

Facing the palm that was stretched out, it was obviously very slow, but he had an irresistible illusion. Under his horrified and helpless eyes, that white jade palm was printed on his chest.

Everything was very calm, and only he could feel that after the palm fell on his chest, the Xuan Dan in his body collapsed, and the vitality in his body was also constantly drained.

After a few breaths, his eyes lost their luster and he fell to the ground stiffly.

"Amitabha."

The old monk recited a Buddhist name, glanced in the direction of Tailing County, then shook his head and disappeared into the darkness.

"Boy, it's all up to you."

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If Xu Zisu knew that an evil cultivator in the Xuandan Realm could not make a move under the old monk, I don't know what his expression would be.

However, he may not be in the mood to consider this right now.

The shadow of the moon is fading,

Buddha's voice is sung,

The Yin Qi dissipates,

Xu Zisu, who was extremely excited at this moment, was stunned on the spot.
【Saving the souls of the dead,······】

After a long time, Xu Zi stared at the valley full of corpses and fell into deep thought.

There is no reward for this salvation!
Is the monk really wrong?
He could have shot Li Changhai directly, but he waited for more than half a month for the so-called evidence.

And these bones now are the price paid in the past half month.

the world has changed,

Although the world is orderly at the moment, it seems that it cannot restrain him.

It would be unfair to say that he did this deliberately in order to save the corpse in front of him, because he had never thought of it this way.

I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Do I bear the responsibility of practicing Buddhism?

But the problem is, whether to save or not is all up to oneself. Although he is a monk, there are no rules in the way of heaven, so monks must eliminate demons and defend the way.

If not, why are there no rewards?

Xu Zisu stood on the cliff blankly. Although Yun Niang was confused, she did not disturb him.

Buddhism is good at enlightenment. Maybe the young master has an epiphany.

The moonlight gradually faded, and a touch of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.

As time goes by, the sun slowly rises, and a ray of sunshine covers the earth.
Xu Zisu's dull eyes suddenly showed a flash of light.

"Amitabha."

"So it turns out that there is a certain amount of cause and effect!"

Xu Zisu shook his head helplessly. Although it was just a guess, he was [-]% sure.

It doesn't seem to matter if he waits for half a month, because the cause of the matter does not lie here, because the night he arrived in Tailing County turned into a mountain of corpses in the mountain col. If he had not done that move, he would not have died. There is this scene now.

He sows the cause, but the fruit has no end.

Therefore, is there any reward for this salvation?

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(End of this chapter)