Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 494: The shadow on the Great Light Mountain, the story of Shen Hui, being possessed by a demon, and the Taoist priest’s visit to the mountain!

night.

Daguangming Mountain, back mountain.

Qinglan Buddhist Temple.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the yellow leaves in the courtyard off the treetops, leaving a black shadow on the bright yellow window paper, which then disappeared in an instant, and the bright yellow light continued to shine through the window.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the solemn Qinglan Buddhist Temple, the clear sound of wooden fish was beating regularly.

A handsome monk sat cross-legged under a huge Buddha statue, turning the rosary in his hand with a solemn expression and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Bodhisattvas have the same wisdom in all six sense organs."

"The mind is empty and the mind is at ease, with great supernatural powers without barriers."

"In the Zen gate, enter the right state of concentration, and let the east and west be your samadhi."

"I have traveled all over the world, seeking the whereabouts of the Buddha."

"..."

The murmuring sound of chanting echoed in the Buddhist temple, but the chest of the monk sitting cross-legged under the huge Buddha statue began to be moved.

The eternal lamp held in the palm of the huge Buddha statue was reflected on the monk's face. Who else could it be but Hui, the god of Mount Daguanming who had a friendship with Yi Chen?

The sound of chanting in the Buddhist temple suddenly became faster, and after about half an hour, Shen Hui's expression gradually relaxed.

Relying on the Heart Sutra of Buddhism and his own extraordinary Buddhist wisdom, he once again suppressed the demon in his heart.

Before he knew it, the moon was already at its highest point in the sky. Shenhui opened his tightly closed eyes and let out a long breath.

At this moment, he flipped his palm and took out the reply letter written by Yi Chen. The content of the letter was very simple, with only a word "behead" written with an iron pen and silver hook. Looking at the word was like looking at the person, an indomitable and resolute will burst through the paper.

"Fellow Daoist Yichengzi, you asked me to bring a message to this poor monk, saying that the Buddha has no impermanent form, but has a true form. You asked me if I am Shenhui or someone else now."

"In fact, you underestimated me, but I overestimated myself~" Shen Hui looked at the word "behead" on the white paper and sighed.

He was a Buddhist disciple from Mount Daguangming. He was naturally intelligent, eloquent, and well-versed in Buddhist scriptures. Most of the elders in the sect were defeated when they debated with him.

Therefore, the abbot of Daguangming Mountain, Xuanku, personally bestowed on him the Dharma name "Shenhui".

He grew up in the temple, loved by his teachers and respected by his fellow disciples. After only ten years of practice, his teachers, against all odds, promoted him to become a Buddhist disciple of Daguangming Mountain. What a favor and honor this was.

When he debated with Daozi, traveled around the world and returned to the Buddhist temple, he received teachings from many predecessors in Daguangming Mountain. Thousands of memories and endless Buddha energy entered his body. After consuming many natural treasures and with the support of his teachers and elders, he leaped from a true person cultivator to a powerful cultivator of the third realm of breaking the limit.

In the past three years, he had debates with the senior monks from Mount Da Guangming in his mind every day, and he won every time.

This is him—the Buddha’s son of divine wisdom!
To this day, the voices of his ancestors have not sounded in his mind for a long time. After absorbing and transforming the Buddha essence of many ancestors, his cultivation has even climbed to the limit of the third realm of breaking the limit, which can be said to be a step to heaven.

"But, it's easy to defeat the thieves in the mountains, but it's hard to defeat the thieves in the heart, Taoist Master Yi~"

"Master, you asked me to raise my sword like a bodhisattva and cut off all my thoughts. But those thoughts are also mine. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

“Is the divine wisdom that cuts itself still my divine wisdom?”

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Hui's face suddenly became indifferent, and the face of a woman appeared in his mind again.

This woman is not a stunning beauty; at best she can be described as a country beauty.

When Shen Hui first met her, she was wearing a large flowered jacket, a blue and white floral scarf on her head, and she loved to eat pancakes wrapped with green onions.

Her name was Chun Ya, and she was the daughter of a tenant farmer under the jurisdiction of the Mahakala Tianlong Temple.

Rather than meeting Shen Hui when he was chasing a vicious ghost, when he first saw her, she was skipping on the ridges of the field, carrying two buckets of water, like a fawn breaking into the world in spring.

Then, as expected, she was possessed by a ghost.

The process is not important.

The important thing is that Shenhui stayed in that village for many days, and he found that he had actually fallen in love with a girl named Chun Ya, who loved to eat pancakes with green onions, dared to catch frogs in the wild and roast them, eating one frog head in one mouthful, and saying "It's so damn hot".

No matter how much space I use to describe the beauty of love, it cannot compare to the meow of a cat in spring (meow nods.jpg).

In short, Shen Hui felt that he had fallen in love with her.

But he is a Buddhist from Daguangming Mountain, and Chun Ya is just the daughter of a tenant farmer.

The three-month deadline has passed, and no matter how many excuses Shen Hui makes for himself and wants to do something for the people in the village, he can no longer delay.

During these three months, he could feel Chun Ya's love for him.

For example, he felt that the Mahakala Tenryu Temple’s cruel rule over the tenant farmers was greatly lacking in virtue.

"I want to redeem this village, and I also want to redeem the woman in front of me."

"Master Yi, do you know?"

The rosary in Shenhui's hand gradually stopped turning, as if he was lost in deep memories, and a look of pain flashed across his face.

He left without saying goodbye under the cover of night, intending to return to Da Guangming Mountain to ask his master to intervene, intimidate the Great Power Tianlong Temple, and allow him to return to secular life and marry his Taoist companion named Chun Ya.

Of course, before returning to Daguangming Mountain, he was extra cautious and made a secret visit to the tenant villages under the jurisdiction of Daguangming Mountain.

The truth of the investigation made him both grateful and sad.

If the tenant farmers under the Mahakala Temple lived a life worse than pigs and dogs, then those under the Mahakala Mountain were just fine.

"Master, monks should suffer in mind, toil in muscles and bones, and starve in body. I just want to suggest that I should work with the people as a practitioner instead of living in the mountains and enjoying incense offerings. Tell me, what have I done wrong?"

“So I returned to the mountain gate and told this matter to my uncle and master.”

"The result is very disappointing to me."

Recalling the scene in the hall in the past, Shen Hui's expression couldn't help but become slightly ferocious.

Whether it was the tenant farmers at the foot of the Great Light Mountain or the tenant farmers at the foot of the Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon Temple, even though he was wise and eloquent, he could not convince the monks in the temple to follow his advice.

The huge gap between practice and ideal is greater than he imagined.

He was unexpectedly scolded by all the senior brothers and sisters and was confined to his home for a month until he promised again and again that he would return to the Buddhist temple after meeting Chun Ya. Only then did he go with the permission of his master.

Recalling this, a scarlet color suddenly flashed in Shen Hui's eyes, and a bloody smell suddenly emerged in his memory.

Shen Hui, who was lost in her memories, did not notice that the frequency of the black shadows of yellow leaves falling on the window was gradually increasing, and a strange wave was transmitted from outside the window.

At this moment, a twisted black shadow suddenly appeared on the trunk of a large tree covered with yellow leaves in the courtyard.

If there were a Taoist from Mount Longhu here, he would definitely be able to tell that this beast was one of the three figures who besieged Mount Longhu.

One of them is the Blood Dragon Demon Commander in the Demon Realm.

The second one is the lord of delusion, 'Old Heavenly Master'.

The third is the evil creature, the black-robed evil shadow, that descended upon the evil bones.

It is an evil rat demon.

In the battle at Mount Longhu that day, it was almost killed, and then it was chased by a peerless female nun. If it had not had extraordinary magical powers, which enabled it to cut off its own evil body and 90% of its evil soul in time, and deceive the female nun by using the method of replacing a dead person with a dead one, it would have been dead by now.

Fortunately, by chance, its residual soul possessed a young monk from Daguangming Mountain, and unexpectedly discovered a cultivator with a huge flaw in his state of mind.

If it was put there before, with its temper, it would naturally be bigger and dispersed earlier.

But with its current strength, let alone a bigger one, any powerful Taoist master can defeat it head-on.

After praising His Majesty Asna, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, it simply did not touch the possessed monk, but attached itself to a yellow tree outside the Buddhist temple, and used the powerful secret method of the Amethyst Mother Realm to secretly erode and weaken the monk's mental defenses day by day, accumulating strength for the future attack to take over the monk's body.

If it could kill all the monks in the Great Light Mountain and absorb their spirits, blood and flesh, not only would its cultivation be restored to its peak state, it might even be able to go further.

But now, the time is almost ripe.

It had been secretly accumulating power for a long time, and now its spiritual power has recovered a lot. Tonight, the young monk went crazy for some reason and his mood was extremely volatile, which was just right for it to perform the action of the python swallowing the dragon.

As for the reason that supported it to take the risk, there was actually another one. It had already smelled a ray of His Majesty's spiritual power coming. If it was still in this dead dog state before His Majesty came to this continent, His Majesty would have killed it personally without the need for the human realm cultivators to take action.

There is no other reason. In the Amethyst Mother Realm, His Majesty Asuna, who is known as the Lord of Evil, never keeps idle people.

When the evil rat demon thought of His Majesty Asuna's methods, he felt a chill in his heart. Even he absolutely did not want to face His Majesty's wrath.

At this moment, the image of a Taoist priest suddenly flashed through the evil rat demon's mind.

"This guy is really powerful. We have invaded and plundered many worlds in the Purple Crystal Mother Realm, but we have never seen such a fierce person who dares to destroy your majesty's plan again and again."

"Hehe~ I want to see how you die in the future!"

"No living being can escape unscathed after offending your majesty! Even the demon Buddha in the Mother Realm of Flesh and Blood cannot ignore your majesty's will."

——Inside the Buddhist temple, Shen Hui’s memories played continuously like a slide show.

He thought of the bloody scene in his memory again.

When he rushed back to the village where Chun Ya lived, what he saw was a cold corpse.

He, Shen Hui, the number one of the younger generation at Mount Da Guangming, is a powerful monk who now has an unfinished battle with the famous Taoist Grand Master Da Qin. But on that day, he found that he could not save anyone.

He could neither change the treatment of this tenant village nor the tragic fate of Chun Ya, let alone anything else.

Chun Ya is dead.

Died the night before he arrived.

Coincidentally, two days before he came, a housekeeper from Mr. Bai's family under the jurisdiction of the Great Power Tianlong Temple took a fancy to Chun Ya and wanted to marry her home to make love with her when he was over 60 years old.

Chun Ya didn't want to commit herself to him, and was disheartened by Shen Hui's sudden departure. In the end, on the very night she pretended to agree to Butler Bai's request, she pierced her heart with a pair of red scissors and collapsed in front of the dressing mirror.

She wanted to run away, but she knew that if she did, the ones who would be in trouble would be her tenant farmer parents who gave birth to her and raised her.

So she could only die to achieve both, there was no way to survive.

There was nothing else on the white paper, only four crooked characters written on it: Chun Ya, clean.

Shen Hui taught her how to write when they were together. Before that, she had been pretending to be stupid and pretending that she couldn't learn it. She asked Shen Hui to hold her hand and write it again, but she still couldn't learn it.

Shen Hui didn't expect that the first time she saw her handwriting would be in this situation.

She seemed certain that Shen Hui, who had left without saying goodbye, would come back to find her.

But she no longer had time.

"Stubborn bastard, you stubborn bastard!" Suddenly, Shen Hui's eyes were filled with tears.

The memory is now filled with blood.

When we first met, she was running majestically towards the sunshine.

At the end, she dressed up and committed suicide in front of the dressing mirror.

If given a choice, Shen Hui would rather he had never met her. Without a beginning, there would be no end.

Maybe then, she could accept a fate she had no choice over.

She could survive like the ruins.

At this moment, the shadows of the yellow leaves falling on the windows of the Buddhist temple were becoming increasingly dense.

Suddenly, a yellow leaf floated in from the gap in the Buddhist temple's door. The blood-stained woman named Chun Ya in Shen Ye's mind suddenly opened her eyes.

She took out a pair of scissors, cut open her chest and abdomen, and took out a heart that was still beating and steaming.

"Shen Hui, my heart is all yours!"

"In order to make you sever your worldly ties, your master teamed up with the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Temple to have the Bai family force me to commit suicide. How long are you going to keep deceiving yourself!!!"

"You coward, why don't you dare to help me get revenge."

"I...I'm in so much pain~ You know, I...I'm most afraid of pain~"

The woman holding the heart in her mind moved closer and closer towards Shen Hui.

"No! No! That's not the case, Chun Ya. I checked. It was the Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon Temple. They found out about my situation from somewhere. They did this to destroy my Buddhist heart."

"They want to plant an indelible shadow in my heart for the rest of my life."

Suddenly the expression on Shenhui's face became distorted, and he couldn't help but roar in pain in his mind.

"Who are you? Who are you? You are not Chun Ya!"

"I'm not Chun Ya, so why don't you kill me, Master Shen Hui!"

"That's right, you are a Buddhist from the Great Light Mountain, what am I?"

The woman in her mind began to poke her body with a pair of scissors, "Shen Hui, if you don't love me, why did you save me from that evil creature that day?"

"You saved me, but you also destroyed my virginity. You two killed me together!!!"

"The spell cast by that ghost before it died was too vicious, I, the poor monk..."

"No, that's not right!"

"Who the hell are you! You are definitely not Chun Ya!"

At this moment, the Buddhist rhythm that Shenhui had practiced for many years began to ripple and actually began to give a warning.

He quickly sat down cross-legged and silently recited the Heart Sutra, trying to cut off the evil thoughts in his heart.

At this moment, a huge black skull-shaped smoke suddenly emerged from the yellow leaves that entered the Buddhist temple and sank into Shenhui's body.

The thoughts of Buddha and devil began to clash within Shenhui's body.

In the solemn and dignified Qinglan Buddhist Temple, the lights began to flicker, casting a thick shadow on the huge Buddha statue on the spacious lotus pond.

The Buddha statue seemed to be smiling, and there was something evil in the smile.

"The world is like hell, where is the Buddha?"

For a while, strange whispers continued to echo from the Qinglan Buddhist Temple.

"The world is like hell, where is the Buddha?"

"Shen Hui betrayed me!"

"Shen Hui, I'm in so much pain, help me!"

"Shen Hui, kill them and avenge me, or I will die with regret!"

....
....
now.

Under the cover of night, the melancholy voice of a Taoist priest was echoing in the sky.

"Don't cry, my love."

"Tonight I will blossom like a flower."

"Withering away at the most beautiful moment, withering away even your tears cannot bring back."

"Don't cry, my love."

"You know I won't wake up again."

"..."

The Taoist who was rushing towards Kutuo Temple across the sky was undoubtedly Yi Chen.

As he was on his way, he happened to see a big opera being performed in a village. Out of boredom, Yi Chen went to watch for a while.

Thanks to his hook literature, the various drama cultures in Zhongzhou are now thriving and developing.

For example, the play he saw today was very interesting.

This is a story about a monk who accidentally discovered that a ghost possessed a farm girl while he was chasing a ghost. They ended up having sex by accident, but the love he got was not shared and the girl was forced to death. There were also some conflicts of interest involved.

The story was quite melodramatic, and Yi Chengzi admired it very much. He threw down a huge sum of two hundred taels of silver on the spot and became the top brother on the list.

The plot is great, it's so good, so rotten yet so original, so vulgar yet so sophisticated, it's worth a try!
This shows that dramatists in Zhongzhou have already broken out of the rut of landlords and wealthy people and have started targeting monks. This is a big step forward.

This troupe from the vicinity of the Mahakala Tianlong Temple is quite good~
"Hey, it's a joke!"

Looking at the huge Buddhist temple in the distance, Yi Chen stopped singing, and a hint of murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The god of death is coming to take people away.

This Kutuo Temple had previously protected the Mahakala Tianlong Temple, which was simply not giving Yichengzi any face. He had to take it down.

A mist suddenly rose in the night sky.

Kutuo Temple suddenly fell into shadow.

The thunderous poetic cry suddenly resounded through the towering mountains, its momentum was majestic and unique in the world.

"Full of praise, full of slander, kill, kill, kill, dance with the spear in the world, and your name is known to all!"

"My body is like cotton wool, I am walking alone, chop, chop, chop, I am the pure yang that shocks the world, I walk alone on the great path!"

(End of this chapter)