Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 278 Fudo Mingwang Bodhisattva
Hearing Wen Lianggong's inquiry, Yuantong showed a genuine smile on his face, and he said in detail: "Not to mention the merits of the bronze statue, after all, Vajra Temple has existed for a long time, and occasionally monks return to secular life, Vajra Temple will not take back what they have learned. , it’s true that he occasionally wanders into the world, but further practice is the secret of Vajra Temple.”

After a pause, Yuantong asked: "Taoist Master, do you want to learn?"

Facing Yuantong's kind and even peaceful expression, his heart was filled with a different sense of disobedience.

The more this happened, the more cautious Wen Lianggong became.

Although his spiritual sense was swept away, he did not find anything unusual about the old monk. He was just like an extremely simple old monk in the real world.

But in the world of mythology, such pretense just doesn’t feel right no matter how you look at it.

After a while, facing Yuantong's half-smiling gaze, he held his chin and asked, "Master, do you want to teach me?"

Yuan Chuangdao: "Taoist Master also knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and the cause will definitely lead to the result. If you learn this, can the Taoist master accept the cause and effect of my Vajra Temple?"

Wen Lianggong's eyes flashed slightly, and now he looked at Yuantong carefully. He was a little surprised, and a little unsure whether the old monk was really alive and still conscious.

Just like the Buddhist monk in the Buddhist scripture building in the Vajra Temple before, the memory will always stay at a certain moment.

"I wonder if you can promise me something, sir?"

This continues, passed down from generation to generation.

Yuantong murmured in a low voice: "Wrong, wrong, Dao fifty, Tianyan forty-nine, there should be someone alive, but I haven't found him yet."

Is it inheritance...

In this world, speaking casually will lead to death.

Yuantong raised his head and looked at the sky. The thick and gloomy clouds were about to collapse, which made people feel depressed, as if a big mountain was sinking.

The Yuantong of the Vajra Temple has the same requirements as Li Yue. There is even a kind that does not ask for anything in return, just asking for his name to be left in the world.

Circle Channel: "All you need is a ruined temple, a statue of Fudo Ming King Vajra, a little incense, and a legacy."

The kind of despair and numbness that arises from the bottom of the heart makes it impossible for people to have hope for a new life.

Wen Lianggong pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he was in the Hehuan Sect, Li Yue was like the Yuantong of Jingang Temple, and wanted him to restart the Hehuan Sect and appear in the world.

Wen Lianggong was a little surprised and said: "The Vajra Temple is so grand and has a long history. I am afraid that it is beyond the power of a poor Taoist."

But this old monk is different now. He seems to be aware of the environment and state he is in now.

"I can tell you the secret of Vajra Temple that is not passed down, but what the Taoist priest needs to do is to pass on the Vajra Temple."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Lianggong with a pair of bright eyes, his expression calmed down.

Wen Lianggong suddenly remembered why China has attached great importance to the continuation of incense since ancient times, especially for practicing sects. Although the disciples they accepted were not related by blood, the relationship between them was closer than that of biological father and son.

His expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "The whole world has been destroyed. To this day, I can't see a single living person. I don't know if there are any living people in this Vajra Temple."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows but did not agree. The mechanism of the mythical world was making trouble. If he agreed regardless of anything, he would be setting himself up for trouble.

"Master, it's okay, let's see what I can do."

He once saw such a thing in a story novel. In addition to the idea of ​​​​continuing the sect's incense inheritance, there is also a deeper wish, which is that perhaps the sect's descendants will have a rejuvenating master.

Once such a person appears in Zhongxing and achieves great supernatural powers, he can go back in time and revive them one by one, so that one person can achieve enlightenment and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Even among ordinary people, they still hope that their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes. In essence, it is because of lack of qualifications and strength that one puts his hope of being unwilling to be mediocre on the next generation.

There is Chinese-style parent education everywhere.

After pondering for a long time, Wen Lianggong nodded and said, "I agree to your request."

A smile appeared on Yuantong's face. The smile was like wrinkles, blooming like a chrysanthemum, and there was an unprecedented joy on his face.

He jumped up in a hurry, and his skinny arms stood up on tiptoes with great effort before resting on Wen Lianggong's shoulders.

"In this way, our contract will be concluded!"

Looking at Yuantong's ferocious face that was no longer concealed, and his expression of violent joy.

Wen Lianggong sighed slightly.

"I knew it."

Yuantong opened his mouth wide, and sharp teeth began to grow on the originally scarce gum bones. The teeth glowed with cold light, and thick saliva like sulfuric acid flowed down from the gaps between the sharp teeth, falling to the ground with a sizzling sound. Corrosive sound.

Bang!
Yuantong's thin and weak body flew backwards at this moment and hit the courtyard wall hard. The powerful force burst out, causing a dent in the courtyard wall, and the masonry was displaced. The wall coverings were shaking off and splashing.

Yuantong's eyes, which were violently kicked out by Wen Lianggong, were red and bloodshot. His eyes were filled with greed and eagerness that could no longer be concealed. However, after receiving this kick, he fell from the wall as if nothing had happened. He twisted his body mid-air on the ground and landed lightly on his feet.

"Master, where is the advancement method you promised?"

Wen Lianggong's expression remained as usual, looking at the skinny monkey-like Yuantong in front of him, his mood did not fluctuate at all.

Yuantong heard this and responded with great reluctance.

"You will have the right to defeat me, or be eaten by me! Poor monk, poor monk has not eaten meat for a long, long time."

"Wouldn't it be better to eat something vegetarian?"

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows: "Not only can you cultivate your moral character, but it can also cultivate your sentiments."

In the world of mythology, Buddhism and Taoism do not prohibit meat and fish, and they basically eat whatever they have.

Hearing this, Yuantong began to breathe heavily and stared at Wen Lianggong: "I'm a poor monk, I'm not a vegetarian!"

After the words fell, Yuantong's ferocious aura suddenly changed, and the evil aura flowing around his body quickly gathered within his body, unexpectedly revealing his Buddha nature.

The next second, he was seen clasping his hands together and chanting the Buddha's name.

"Namo Sanmando Fazheluo."

Yuantong chanted the Buddha's name softly in his mouth, and took one step. His body, which was originally normal and thinner, suddenly changed, and a thick, powerful breath suddenly spread out.

Crackling!

Accompanied by a series of loud collisions of bones like fried beans, Yuantong underwent earth-shaking changes, and his skinny body visible to the naked eye suddenly expanded at this moment.

His shriveled body seemed to be filled with water, and it quickly plumped up. It was originally full of old man's wrinkles, but at this moment, under the stretching of the skin and the hammering of muscles and bones, it became extremely round and smooth.

(End of this chapter)