Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 370
Hong Kong Island World.

When the Taoist door of heaven and earth opened wide.

In the mental hospital where the Thatched Cottage layman was arrested, the doctor in charge had the same face as Nie Xiaoqian in front of him, that is, the former was an urban beauty, while the latter was a classical beauty.

There is a saying that Wang Zuxian’s ancient costume is the most beautiful.

At the moment, she is wearing a white plain gauze palace dress, with wide sleeves and fluttering sleeves, her hair is tied in a simple and elegant bun, black silk hanging down her shoulders, a jade hairpin inserted at an angle, a jade belt wrapped around her arms, and her eyebrows that look like a frown but not a frown, which is really pleasing to the eye.

It was night time, the cold moonlight was shining, and the whole person became whiter.

Looking at the handsome Taoist who greeted her in an inexplicable language, Nie Xiaoqian was stunned on the spot.

Meng Fan took a step back and stopped teasing her. After all, doing so made him look like an incomprehensible fool.

However, seeing someone who looks familiar, regardless of whether it is the same as the one in memory, does have a feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"Pindao has a relationship with you."

"Of course, it has nothing to do with love."

"I am here at Lanruo Temple specifically to help you survive the disaster and avoid the fate of marrying the old monster from Montenegro."

With a modest smile on his face, Meng Fan turned to look at the beautiful female ghosts who were slumped on the ground and shivering, and continued: "From now on, this Lanruo Temple is the territory of the poor man, and so are all of you. My ghost can do anything from now on except absorbing people's yang energy, as long as he doesn't leave."

A Taoist priest takes the land of a temple?
The Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasties is here, and Pindao has given us Xuanmen a chance to win.

To be honest, who would be willing to sell out their looks unless they had to?In the past, when I seduced a man, not even a bit of yang energy flowed out of my grandma's mouth. All the yang energy was refined into the moonlight...

Now, after changing the master, they are not forced to do anything, as long as they do not leave Lanruo Temple!
At this moment, the female ghosts couldn't help but wonder if they had heard wrongly. It wasn't until Meng Fan asked the question for the second time that they all woke up and responded with all their charms:
"understand!"

"As for you."

After Meng Fan got the answer, he turned his eyes again to Nie Xiaoqian, who was standing there blankly, and said:
"Just sing and play at night. Let's wait quietly for three months!"

"what?"

Xiaoqian felt baffled.

A man with a mysterious origin suddenly ran over and killed the powerful tree demon grandma. He said that he was destined to help him deal with the old demon from Montenegro.

Anyone else who encounters this would be confused, right?

……

Lanruo Temple occupies a large area, with more than ten halls used to worship Buddha and Bodhisattvas. However, the Buddha statues are all cracked and there is nothing mysterious about them.

Passing through the long corridor, the front is where the Scripture Collection Pavilion is. According to Nie Xiaoqian and some beautiful female ghosts, the tree demon would come from time to time during his lifetime and prohibited them from entering.

In the past, those who dared to trespass would be whipped and punished in public if their grandma was in a good mood. If they were unlucky, they would lose their souls on the spot.

Under the leadership of Xiaoqian, Meng Fan stepped into it.

There were ripples in the air.

Everything is back to normal.

This barrier, which is similar to a seal, completely separates the mundane from the practice, and Nie Xiaoqian, who stepped into it for the first time, is a little timid, for fear that her grandma will come back to life and ask her to settle the score.

This place is extremely empty. If Meng Fan was not standing in the air, there would be clicking sounds from time to time under his feet. They were ancient corpses that had not yet corrupted. There were green phosphorus fire between the wide eye sockets, making this Buddhist land look like a ghost.

There are no less than a hundred corpses!
And these are just a cursory sweep, many of them have been corrupted, and some are buried deep in the soil. It is still unknown how many of them are there.

"It's not like what an old demon did."

"These monks did not have any injuries, and they were not poisoned during their lifetime. They seemed to have passed away peacefully."

Nie Xiaoqian did not respond to this.How could such a secret be within the reach of a weak female ghost like her?
"It's probably related to the disappearance of immortals and Buddhas." Meng Fan didn't need anyone to answer him, he said to himself.

Right in the middle.

The human skin curtains and the Senluo skeleton were piled up to form the bed in the dryad's secret boudoir. There were several skull wine glasses on it, filled with bright red blood.

Not far away, lamp oil made by people was burning.

This place is full of weirdness, especially the fact that there is a "Diamond Sutra" on the bed. Apparently this locust tree spirit was studying Buddhist scriptures with human blood not long ago.

"What would Sakyamuni think if he knew that after his disappearance, such a different kind of believer would appear?"

As he said that, Meng Fan picked up the Buddhist scripture and flipped it over twice before throwing it away. It was ordinary and did not contain any Buddhist magical powers.

He also did not let go of the few books placed nearby. He checked them carefully and found something.

"Ten Precepts": Temporary marriage, after a hundred years, each will follow the six paths and have no affiliation...

After closing the scroll, there is a line of small words on the back:
The sun and the moon look at each other forever, and they are not centrifugal.

Seeing the place where you sit, it's like burning your body with fire.

Seeing this, Meng Fan laughed heartily, and Nie Xiaoqian gave him a strange look, and gradually became more courageous, muttering: "Which young monk didn't get home in his cultivation in the past?"

"Haha, from Pindao's point of view, this is what he calls Buddha-nature. Who said you can't be contaminated by the world of mortals while practicing? Love is the most touching thing in the world."

This trip cleared up my doubts.

It turns out that there are also those who are infatuated among monks, and they will also have feelings, which is regrettable. If you can't forget the other person, why should you become a monk?

Nie Xiaoqian's mind changed and she knew what Meng Fan meant, so she followed it and said, "I wonder if they will be together in the end."

"I don't know, but Pindao has always hoped that all lovers in the world will eventually get married."

Next, with Xiaoqian's help, Meng Fan searched and found various scriptures, such as:
Diamond Sutra, Tripitaka, Avatamsaka Sutra, Avalokitesvara Sutra, Surangama Sutra.

All have traces of being turned over by the Dryad Grandma.

In addition to the Buddhist scriptures, he also found a relic, but it was covered with cracks. Like many statues outside, the Buddha's light was dim and its aura was almost undetectable. It was unknown whether it was absorbed by the tree spirit or was unable to withstand the passage of time.

Could it be that he just simply likes to practice Buddhism?
Meng Fan, who didn't have any big discoveries, walked out of the Sutra Pavilion and happened to bump into a bearded man with straight eyebrows, eyes like dots of lacquer, hair like horns, lips like blood red, and a beard like a halberd. He carried the three-foot Xuanyuan Divine Sword on his back, just like Judge Zhong Kui. Reincarnation.

A practitioner of both Taoism and Buddhism, Yan Chixia!

"What a great trick, I actually killed that tree demon."

As long as you don't do anything bad and stay upright, there is no need to be afraid no matter where you go.

This truth can be clearly seen in Yan Chixia. He is not afraid of Meng Fan, who has mysterious methods. Instead, he feels like he is seeing a fellow Taoist——

After walking in the world for so many years, I have never seen anyone with such a solid foundation in the mysterious arts. He is obviously a Taoist master with an orderly inheritance.

"Fellow Taoist, that's ridiculous. It's just a fluke."

Meng Fan was accustomed to being self-effacing.

An acquaintance again.

In the world of the Republic of China, the Western missionaries Father Wu, Master Zhai Zhai and Chanting Buddha Yixiu...

The temperament is so changeable!

(End of this chapter)