Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 348 Killing

Lu Ye stared at the longing figure in front of him for a long time. He didn't come back to his senses until the stone platform above turned and the beautiful figure completely disappeared.

He calmed down and turned to identify the powerful foundation-building experts Bai Zhizhi mentioned one by one.

In addition, he turned his attention to the dozens of seed monks practicing Qi Dzogchen, looking for someone.

Sister Hong and Monk Zhenqiu had also met before. He searched for the person according to his memory and soon found a fat monk among dozens of monks who was missing an arm.

The monk was pale and missing his right arm. He stood out among the crowd and had a gloomy look on his face. Even chanting sutras did not make his face look better.

Lu Ye took a few more glances and was sure that this was Monk Zhenqiu, but he couldn't figure out why this monk was disabled.

Forget it, crippled enemies are also enemies.

If you dare to miss your wife, you will die!
Su Li’s meal can’t be in vain, he still has to die!
Lu Ye distractedly memorized the appearance and mana aura of a few masters, and finally completed the task assigned by Daoshi Jia's organization.

Looking up again, lotus flowers were falling from the sky, and the spiritual mountain became more and more obvious in the divine light. The figures of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on it were shining brightly. There were even flying goddesses who came out of the spiritual mountain and scattered spiritual flowers from their flower baskets.

These petals fell from the sky, and many of the thousands of people below received the petals, which melted when touched.

Everyone went crazy and worshiped even more crazily.

Lu Zhizhi remained awake and just watched with cold eyes.

At this moment, a petal fell in his direction, and he reached out to catch it. The petal quickly disappeared into nothingness when it came into contact with his skin, but there was another wave in the sea of ​​consciousness that was the same as the power of wish.

The believers' wish is to pray to the Buddha to eliminate all pain and disasters, and hope that all their wishes will come true.

The power of wish represented by this petal takes another path, amplifying people's sincere wishes and increasing the possibility of converting to Buddhism.

I don’t know how long it took.

After the stone platform above made a complete circle, Patriarch Huiding, who had been closing his eyes on the high lotus seat, opened his eyes.

He looked up at the Golden Bell Protector whose figure above him was almost solidified. A look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke the Buddha's name.

The monks and nuns below responded, and the chanting and praising stopped, and the chanting of thousands of people in the square gradually stopped.

Patriarch Huiding stood up, bowed slightly to pay respect, then floated down from the lotus platform, turned around and returned to the temple.

Behind him, on the top of three mountains, there are more than a dozen foundation-building and dozens of Qi-training Dzogchen monks and nuns, and other inner and outer disciples follow closely.

The puja ends here.

And as the Tianlun Sect monks retreated, the majestic golden bell guardian figure in the sky, which was more than ten feet high, gradually shrank its light and slowly disappeared into nothingness.

at this time.

In the square, many people were still immersed in the atmosphere where everyone was united in praising Buddhism. It was not until the Tianlun Sect monks retreated and the guardian dharma in the air disappeared that they gradually woke up.

Many believers' foreheads were red from kowtowing, and most of the monks who came to join in the fun had red eyes and tears on their faces.

Baizhi, who had been chattering endlessly before, had her eyes swollen like peaches from crying.

He bowed his hands to Lu Ye.

"Little friend, just say goodbye!"

"I have to go down the mountain quickly. I'm old and can't hold on any longer. If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid that if I become a monk and become a monk, I'll be really at a loss."

"Every time I go up the mountain to attend a Dharma conference, I walk there and come back crying."

"But there has never been a time like this year when all the Golden Bell Protectors were mobilized. The power of this transformation was fully doubled."

"I'm an old man. I almost wanted to become an old monk. If I don't come here, I won't be able to bear such a torment next time."

Lu Ye found this Bai Zhi very interesting. He didn't know if he had participated in the Fa conference so many times that he understood the routines.

There are Dharma conferences every year, but this year is particularly strong.

Bai Zhi knew it was time to cry, to take advantage of the benefits, and to leave quickly after the Dharma conference was over. In fact, he was very sober.

He bowed his hands to Baizhi and said he would see her again in the future.

And at the same time.

But hundreds of monks ran out of the field, rushed to the sect, knelt on the ground and asked to convert to the Tianlun Sect.

Many people knelt down and even broke the big bluestone bricks in the square to show their sincerity.

Some of them were very decisive, including men, women, and fairies. They stretched out their hands and touched their heads, which turned out to be a big bald head, expressing their firm belief.

They are obviously the most sincere among the monks and have been successfully transformed.

Tianlun Sect is obviously very experienced in this.

Outside the temple door, stood a foundation-building elder wearing a yellow robe. With a wave of his hand, he ushered all the monks into the door.

Lu Ye said that your sect really had a great time, holding a Dharma conference to recharge the magic circle nodes, and also recruited a group of sincere disciples who were converted, making money twice inside and outside, and doing good business.

Without saying a word, Lu Ye turned the cart and started to go down the mountain. Unfortunately, the brothers next to him stopped.

Wang Hu wiped away his tears, pulled the handlebar, and turned towards the road.

"Brother, I suddenly feel that I shouldn't have joined the Gushan Sect in the first place."

"Until today, I realized that I have a predestined relationship with Buddha."

"While I was chanting sutras just now, I seemed to see the great road in a trance, and my spiritual body became clear. Many problems in cultivating immortals that I didn't understand in the past were easily solved."

"Brother, what do you think I should do to become a monk?"

Luye was speechless.

Zhang Cunyi next to him nodded.

"Yes, yes, if you become a disciple, we will go together when the time comes."

Shu Chitu cried loudly.

"I have been practicing Taoism for more than ten years in vain. Only today I can see the true result. I also want to become a monk!"

Lu Ye only felt that he was watching three psychopaths.

The cultivation level of his three sworn brothers is only at the fifth level of Qi training, and they are not strong enough. It is normal for their minds to be affected by a Dharma conference. In any case, they are better than those monks who kowtow when they run out.

Lu Ye coughed and asked with a straight face.

"What are we doing here on the mountain?"

"Do you really think you're here to attend a Dharma conference?"

The three of them looked confused, and their demented eyes gradually came to their senses.

Wang Hu groaned and slapped his thigh.

"Sister Hong!"

Zhang Cunyi followed.

"Female Bodhisattva!"

Shu Chitu jumped up.

"sister in law!"

Only then did the three of them wake up, and each of them looked ashamed, feeling as if they had just been possessed by an evil spirit.

Lu Ye smiled and said it doesn't matter, your spiritual consciousness is still weak, so you ran into someone else's home field.

The other party is protected by a magic circle and a golden bell, and it attracts thousands of people to chant. There may be cultivators on the lotus seat who work together to activate half of the golden elixir spiritual weapon Qingmuyu.

The three of you didn't shave your heads on the spot and become monks, so that's pretty good.

The three of them felt better now.

Zhang Cunyi approached Lu Ye and asked in a low voice.

"Brother, have you seen your sister-in-law?"

"These bald donkeys are so abominable. They actually tried to save us secretly. It took so much effort and effort from me, and my voice is still mute."

Lu Ye nodded and said softly that he saw it.

Wang Hu's eyes lit up and he hurriedly came over.

"Brother, have you seen Sister Hong?"

Lu Ye shook his head.

There was no way he could do it. Pan Furong occupied his whole body, mind and vision as soon as he appeared. Only when Pan Furong turned around with the stone platform and turned out of sight did he have time to look for Sister Hong.

It's just that the stone platform is surrounded by densely packed human heads.

In addition to the Tianlun Sect monks chanting sutras around the lotus platform, there were ten times their number of servant monks surrounding them to form a human wall to block the people in the square below.

With so many handymen wearing standard clothes, Lu Ye was stunned not to find Sister Hong.

Wang Hu sighed and said that he didn't believe it anymore. After staying in Fangshi for a few months, he had to wait until Sister Hong came out.

The four of them followed the crowd and pushed the cart down the mountain.

I also met many people on the road. Some of them did not crowd into the square on the top of the mountain because of the crowd. Some of them were casual cultivators who were doing business and occupied the convenience of the road. They had never thought about going up the mountain. You can't do business in front of the Buddha, right? Isn't that blasphemy?
It's just that these people are also obviously affected by the formation on the mountain. It seems that the transformation power is somewhat delayed due to the distance.

At this moment, many monks who had not gone up the mountain before were walking up the mountain holding spiritual stones to donate to the Tianlun Sect.

Among them, he saw an old Taoist with sparse hair, jumping three feet high. The storage bag in his hand was open and contained a lot of spiritual stones. Behind him was a car thrown aside.

He shouted that he regarded money as dirt and wanted to donate all his wealth to the Tianlun Sect.

Lu Ye took a look and found that he was still an acquaintance, Dan Yuanzi, the neighbor who set up a stall.

Dan Yuanzi is also a veteran, but he didn't expect that this year Tianlun Sect, which did not respect martial ethics, would suddenly nearly double the power of Duhua, so he fell into the trap.

Lu Ye wanted to bring Dan Yuanzi back, but the two were far apart and had no choice but to give up in public.

Let's say that the four of them went down the mountain and returned to the city.

Ignore the excitement caused by the Dharma conference outside.

Lu Ye warned the three foster brothers carefully.

Just keep an eye on Master Sanhei and Pan Furong, and don't worry about other things. If you do more, you will make more mistakes.

Especially Wang Hu, it's best to be careful with Sister Hong to avoid exposing any flaws.

"Brothers, let's say goodbye." Lu Ye cupped his hands and said, "I still have a few things to do in the city."

"We don't need to contact you during this period."

"You guys should be good friends of the Gushan Sect. If you see that the momentum on the mountain is not right and you need to retreat, I will find another way."

Wang Hu patted his chest and said.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I am just a nail, and I just smashed it here."

"I won't evacuate until sister-in-law and Sister Hong leave."

"Just wait!"

Although Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu did not speak, they nodded heavily.

Lu Ye knew that he couldn't persuade the three stubborn donkeys, so he turned around and left without saying much. The next day.

He continued to set up the stall while wearing Ling Yuan's vest, and saw that the stall on the right was empty.

Dan Yuanzi actually didn't show up.

Su Li came over enthusiastically and handed over the hot lotus leaf package.

"Fellow Taoist order, come on, come on!"

"This is the cooking cake made by my family. Do you want to try it?"

Lu Ye thanked him, took the cake, and looked at Dan Yuanzi's stall while eating.

"Fellow Daoist Su, where has this Taoist Dan gone?"

"In the past, he was the first to open a stall on our street."

"Aren't you saving spiritual stones for his grandson?"

Lidya Su laughed, and then her face turned sad again.

"Hey, don't mention it."

"In previous years, when the Dharma conference was held, Taoist priest Dan Lao went there a lot, but who knew that this year's Dharma conference was different from previous years."

"Ancestor Huiding personally presided over the magic circle, sacrificed the statue of the Golden Bell Dharma Protector, and with the blessing of the will of all living beings, the green wood fish showed its power, and its power of transformation was greatly increased, and hundreds of people were transformed into the sect on the spot."

"Dao Dan was also obsessed and donated all the spiritual stones he carried to the Tianlun Sect. It is said that he can't stop him."

"When the mountain wind blows, my mind becomes clear. I heard last night that I couldn't get out of bed because of crying."

"Well..." Su Li pointed to the empty bunks around her, "Look, those who didn't come out of the stall today are probably unlucky guys like Dan Laodao."

She scoffed.

"The Tianlun Sect is so dark, it even deprives casual cultivators of their hard-earned spiritual stones."

Su Li lowered her voice and raised two fingers.

"I heard that Elixir lost two hundred spiritual stones!"

Lu Ye was speechless, didn't this cost Dan Yuanzi's life?
In the afternoon, as expected, Dan Yuanzi had not yet appeared at the stall, and nearly half of the stalls in the alley were empty, which showed how tragic everyone's losses were.

Luye business is still good.

Just after seeing off a customer, he suddenly looked up to the horizon, then turned to Su Li and said.

"Fellow Daoist Su, I have to leave!"

Su Li was stunned.

"It's still early. Are you closing the stall so early today?"

"Now there are half as many sellers in the alley. It's a good time to do business. Why don't you wait?"

Lu Ye shook his head and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Su, what I mean is that I am leaving Fangshi and traveling around again!"

"Thank you for the many days of hospitality. Today's cooking cake tastes good, but it's a little salty."

He stood up and cupped his hands.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are far away. We are destined to meet again!"

Su Li stood up in panic, wrung her fingers, lowered her head and blushed, and said softly.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, you know my situation."

"Actually, I've thought about it. My enemy is powerful. It was just my wishful thinking before."

"If you are willing, let's get together and live in peace, okay?"

Her voice was as low as a mosquito's, inaudible. Her heart was pounding, but she couldn't wait for a response.

When Su Li looked up in surprise, Lu Ye was nowhere to be seen. She looked around hurriedly, only to realize that the other party had left without knowing when.

She smiled bitterly, sighed, and sat down sadly.

If I didn't have impure thoughts at the beginning, maybe this would have happened?
Su Li was restless, and time flew by.

Suddenly there was a rumble and explosion outside Fangshi, and a roar of thunder shouted.

"Where can the thief escape!"

This sound contains mana fluctuations, it is the roar of a Buddhist lion, and it also contains spiritual attack methods.

Although I am not here for the market.

But the aftermath of the roar penetrated the protective array of Fangshi, like an explosion in the sea of ​​consciousness of all the monks in Fangshi.

A large number of middle and low-level monks in the city were caught off guard and fell down because they were frightened, and some unlucky ones were injured as a result.

Following the roar of thunder, there was a rumble of explosions, as two masters took action, and then the buzzing sound faded away, seeming to have gone far away.

There was a lot of chaos in the alley.

Even the real gold monk who guarded the alley and slept all year round went out to inquire with rouge lip marks on his head.

Not long after, he came back with a look of horror on his face, and soon the news spread.

Master Baiku, the Dzogchen Dzogchen monk who built the foundation on the mountain, came down from the mountain today to do some business and see off the distinguished guests attending the Dharma assembly.

Master Baiku's disciples will naturally accompany him.

One of the disciples left the team for unknown reasons and went to Fangshi to drink. As a result, he was beheaded on the spot after leaving Fangshi, and even his head was lost.

When the disciple died, Master Baiku was shocked. He was dozens of miles away and apologized to the distinguished guest. He turned into a stream of light and rushed back. He exchanged blows with the murderer. The murderer was defeated and escaped, so Master Baiku chased him.

This is the complete story.

"Bah..." Su Li spat after hearing this and whispered, "Have a good death."

The one who killed her Taoist companion was Monk Zhenqiu, a disciple of Baikuzuo. If God has eyes, I only hope that the evil monk Zhenqiu died outside Fangshi.

A few days later.

Dan Yuanzi came out of the stall listlessly.

Although he lost a large amount of spiritual stones, life had to go on, and as long as he survived, he had to do business.

Su Li comforted him a few words, and Dan Yuanzi noticed that the stall next to him was still empty, and casually asked where the fellow Taoist leader had gone.

"Could it be that?" He thought wildly, "This is my first time here, fellow Taoist, wouldn't you also go to attend the Dharma gathering and be defrauded of a large sum of spiritual stones?"

Su Li was stunned. She really didn't expect this possibility. She told Dan Yuanzi about Ling Yuangou's farewell yesterday, with a look of grievance on her face.

She felt so sad that even though her Taoist friend had a longer face, he had a gentle attitude and was easy to get along with. He also had a good skill in earning spiritual stones and his cultivation level was not low.

Su Li looks pretty, so why can't good things come to fruition?

I was finally moved, but the other party actually ran away.

Return my steamed buns, tofu and pancakes!

This time it was Dan Yuanzi who comforted her.

Both of them found it boring to set up a stall that day. One was short of spiritual stones and the other was longing for a man.

When the two of them were about to close the stall in the evening.

A young boy came over and saluted the two of them - Dare I ask who they are, Immortal Master Dan Yuanzi and Immortal Master Su Li?

Dozens of miles away in Dadefang City, someone sent you two boxes.

The two were surprised. Dadefang City was also under the jurisdiction of the Tianlun Sect, but they had no acquaintances anywhere. Who sent them things at the same time?

They put the box away and opened it together.

Dan Yuanzi opened the box first and saw that there were two hundred crystal clear spiritual stones in the box.

"Huh..." The old Taoist's eyes suddenly went crazy.

He had been going crazy these past few days because of the loss of two hundred spiritual stones, and now a pie suddenly fell from the sky, knocking him unconscious in one fell swoop.

Su Li's heart moved and she hurriedly opened her box.

She just glanced at it and then slammed the box shut, as if she couldn't believe it, and opened it again.

But he saw a dead head inside, with a few fragrant scars on his bare forehead. The man's facial features were angry and shocked, and he was obviously very unwilling to die.

And Su Li had a deep memory of this face. Even if it turned into ashes, she would recognize it. It was her archenemy, Monk Baiqiu.

There was also a line of Chinese characters engraved on the box - the cakes were good and a little salty.

Su Li burst into tears.

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Hundreds of miles away.

Lu Ye was performing light-escape flight at an extremely slow speed. He didn't even open the protective shield. One sleeve was empty and blowing in the wind.

"Bah!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, "Damn the fake monk who has a restless mind!"

"You have so much fun, right? After giving birth to a baby, he will be accepted as his disciple!"

"You just care about the students and don't discipline them, right?"

"I will let your white-haired man give you a black-haired man. It will hurt you to death!"

"Next time when I grow my arms and cultivate the golden elixir, I will come back to save you!"

that day.

He ate Su Li's cooking cakes and seemed to be setting up a stall in the alley, but in fact he was in a state of mind.

Everything was done, it was time to evacuate, but before leaving, he had a thought. When he came to Tianlun Sect to explore, he saw all kinds of injustices, and he felt depressed in his heart, always wanting to see blood.

What a coincidence, he scanned the auras of the people around him from the perspective of a fish and dragon diagram, and discovered the light spot of monk Zhenqiu's aura that he had written down on the stone platform that day.

Hey, isn't this chopping block meat delivered to your door?

He quickly bid farewell to Su Li and ran to follow him, only to find that the monk was very sad. He went to a brothel to drink wine. He probably had a broken arm and wanted to relieve the pressure.

After the monk finished drinking the wine and opened the light to the familiar female cultivator, Shi Shiran left the market. Lu Ye followed him, holding a sword and just slashing.

Monk Zhenqiu used his magical weapon to block him, and saw the Jie Dao coming to kill him. The opponent's magical power was like a sea, and his spiritual consciousness was like a mountain. It turned out to be a foundation-building monk who bullied the small ones. How could he survive?

He screamed in surprise.

"My father is Bai Ku!"

Lu Ye was not affected at all. Zhen Qiu's father was Hui Ding, so he could not turn his sword.

Puff.

He chopped off the monk's head with his magic weapon and cut it into a neat and clean cut with his sword.

(End of this chapter)