The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 64: The monk saves the dead souls! All the brothers come to find him! (4K please read the monthly ticket and recommend the ticket!)
The monk has red lips, white teeth and a slender figure. If he were not wearing a white monk robe and had scars on his smooth head, he would be a handsome young man.

At this moment, the monk was looking at the town in the distance where flames were rising to the sky, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.

Just put your hands together and chant the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, well done, well done, dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, everything is false, emptiness returns to emptiness."

Lu Chen looked at the monk with some curiosity.

There are indeed a lot of monks in Xiniu Hezhou. You can run into one every two steps.

Looking at the indifferent look on this monk's face, he might be a minor character.

Lu Chen looked at Huizhi, asking what to do.

Huizhi floated down, and seeing this, Lu Chen followed closely behind.

"Amitabha, I am Jinmi, a humble monk, nice to meet you two donors."

When Monk Jin Mi saw the two people coming down, he lowered his head and introduced himself.

"Jin Mi? Jin Guang? Is this monk here to seek revenge?"

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows, what a familiar name.

Huizhi next to him frowned even more, and asked directly with his Guangdao sword in a sword flower: "Jin Mi? Are you also from Jisaiguo Puhua Temple? Haha, are you here to avenge old monk Jin Guang?"

After having Master Monk Jin Guang, whenever Huizhi heard the name of the monk "Jin something", she would feel that the two were one family.

Jin Mi pretended not to notice Hui Zhi's warning and said calmly, "There is no Puhua Temple in Jisai now. There is only Jinguang Temple. Brother Jinguang sacrificed his life to help his disciples successfully bring back the Buddha's relics. His contribution was very great, so the elders in the temple unanimously decided to remove the name Puhua and use the Dharma name of 'Brother Jinguang' as the temple name to praise his immeasurable merits."

"I don't care what the temple's name is. I just want to ask if you're here for revenge."

Huizhi sneered disdainfully: "Did you also bring these paper elves?"

"I'm afraid the two donors have misunderstood."

Jin Mi shook his head slightly. "I am a monk from Puhua Temple, not Jinguang Temple. Although Brother Jinguang brought back the Buddha's relics, he used demonic means. When he died, the divine consciousness left in the temple issued a final decree, saying that there is no need to atone for his sins. He claimed that his own death could not atone for his sins, so how can he have any merit? I agree with what Brother Jinguang said, but other people in the temple don't care. Therefore, Puhua Temple is gone, and I have no place to join."

What he said means that he is not satisfied with what Jin Guang did when he went to Yeming City?
Lu Chen looked at Monk Jin Mi in surprise.

This monk still has this awareness?

However, there are good people among monks, and we cannot kill all monks with one blow.

Lu Chen asked curiously: "Monk, have you been to Yeming City?"

"Amitabha. Mercy, mercy."

Jin Mi chanted the Buddha's name again, his expression was miserable, as if he was thinking of the tragic scenes he saw in Yeming City: "Many people in Yeming City have lost their lives. The pain of loss, the howling of the souls, and the shadows of the white sails are still lingering in my ears and blurring my eyes. Anyone who sees this will probably be unable to sleep at night. I am a monk with low magical powers, so I can only chant the mantra for the people in the city to help them transcend."

Seeing this, Lu Chen suddenly laughed: "It was you who attacked the Xiong family, it was you who robbed the relics, so many people died in the city, but it was you who just walked away. Now you know how to stay awake at night? What were you doing before?"

Lu Chen's tone was not pleasant.

In other words, he doesn't usually swear, and at most he just sarcastically mocks others. Otherwise, if it were a netizen who was more talkative, he would probably have cursed these hypocritical monks to death on the spot.

"Amitabha." Jin Mi did not refute, but just chanted the Buddha's name, lowered his head and remained silent.

Even he was against Senior Brother Jin Guang doing that at the beginning.

In fact, when Abbot Jin Guang led people to Yeming City, he was indeed resisted by many people. Otherwise, the masters he brought with him would not be just his three monks in the Purple Mansion realm.

However, others were afraid of causing disputes between the Jisai Kingdom and the Atu Kingdom. After all, Yeming City belonged to the Nantu Kingdom, and the Nantu Kingdom was a vassal state of the Atu Kingdom.

He was the only one who opposed it because he did not want such a move.

Therefore, after Miaoxiang brought the relics back to Puhua Temple, he was welcomed by the eminent monks and sought after by thousands of people.

Since it did not cause any dispute between the two countries and the Buddha's relics were successfully brought back, it was all worth it.

Lu Chen didn't know the true meaning, and looked at Hui Zhi: "Brother, what do you think?"

"Who knows whether what this monk said is true or false?" Huizhi looked alert as always, and the Guangdao sword in his hand was always in a state of readiness to strike at any time.

This coincides with Lu Chen's idea.

The people from Puhua Temple never came to seek revenge, which indeed made Lu Chen a little worried. He always felt that these monks were planning something big.

Jin Mi didn't seem to mind the two's attitudes. He looked at the town ahead where the fire was getting bigger and bigger and said slowly, "Because of the selfishness of the cultivator, all the townspeople in this town died. As their resentment was not dispelled, they were possessed by paper figures and turned into spirits. The cultivator even left a treasure here, a stone that could lead to the netherworld, which turned the town into a small netherworld on earth. Therefore, the wronged souls were sealed, their resentment was not dispelled, and the paper figures were not destroyed. They are trapped here, unable to leave for the rest of their lives... Now that the soul-imprisoning formation has been broken, can you let me transcend the dead and return to the six realms?"

He asked the question out loud, but before Lu Chen and the others could answer, Jin Mi had already sat cross-legged and began to chant the mantra for rebirth.

A layer of golden light gradually emerged on his body, and a Dharma image gradually appeared behind him.

However, that Dharma image did not resemble the image of the Buddha presided over by golden light, but his own form.

The same golden light flashed and appeared to be about six feet high.

His face was compassionate, and golden light flew out from his image, like snowflakes, scattering towards the town ahead.

Faintly, Lu Chen seemed to see a number of illusory shadows with hideous and terrifying faces, whose faces became gentle again under the baptism of these golden lights.

Not long after, it disappeared again.

Looking at the town again, although the flames were still rising into the sky, it was less eerie and more gentle.

"This monk Jin Mi..."

Huizhi frowned slightly: "Use your own practice to save the wronged souls?"

Lu Chen also looked silent, and his vigilance was quietly reduced by three points.

As for the methods of transcending wronged souls, the methods of Buddhism and Taoism are similar. In fact, to be more precise, the spiritual practice systems all over the world are also similar.

Generally speaking, there are three types.

Physical salvation, verbal salvation and the final salvation through rebirth.

Physical salvation is the easiest. Just beat and kill the person and that's it. No matter whether you are good or evil, as long as you are not a human, you deserve to be beaten to death. Many extreme people who exorcise demons and monsters take this approach.

It is much more difficult to save the soul by verbal persuasion. In short, it is to resolve the obsession of ghosts, let them think it over and let go of their resentment.

The final rebirth and liberation is also the easiest way to transcend, and only true practitioners can use this method.

Either they ask the god of the underworld to come to the world of the living to lead the wronged souls to the underworld to be judged, or they use their own great magical powers to forcibly wash away the resentment of the wronged spirits, save them from punishment in the underworld, and allow them to reincarnate directly.

This is why many wealthy families like to find Taoist priests and monks to see their ancestors off.

However, it was easy to ask the underworld god for help. As long as there was someone above them, a spell to ask the underworld god would allow him to sense and lead the vengeful spirits to the netherworld. However, to use one's own magic power to wash away the resentment of the vengeful spirits, one would need to consume one's own magic power, or even Taoism!

After all, a resentful spirit that has not committed any murder will be fine, but if the resentful spirit has committed murder and still uses magic power to forcibly wash away the resentment, then it will be bearing all the sins of murder that it has committed.

Not to mention that such a large-scale salvation of resentful spirits not only consumes magical power, but also easily leads to the loss of Taoism and damages merit.

I saw that Jin Mi's Dharma image became more and more illusory, and gradually, it changed from a solid state like a real person to a state of phantom.

Looking at the town again, there was no longer the raging sea of ​​fire, nor the eerie aura, and even the black fog in the core area had dissipated.

Huizhi's mind moved, and a ray of sword light flew out, turned from the source, and then came back.

Huizhi opened his hand and grabbed, and when he opened his hand, there was only a black stone in his hand.

"A stone that leads to the secluded place?"

Huizhi glanced at the stone in his hand and had a guess in his mind.

"The underground stone was transformed by secret methods and turned into a ghost stone that can connect to the underworld, subdue ghosts, and capture vengeful spirits... This town has been transformed into a temporary ghost den because of this stone." Jin Mi opened his eyes.

The Dharma image behind him had become so weak that it had become a phantom. His face was extremely pale and he looked weak to the extreme, but his expression was still calm, as if it was not him who had just consumed so much energy.

"If we take action now, even if he is at the Dharma Realm, he won't be able to stop me and Brother Huizhi from joining forces, right?"

Lu Chen looked at Jin Mi's condition and an idea came to his mind.

He was even ready to make a move, and his hand quietly reached out for the Bagua compass in his arms.

"Don't worry, benefactor."

Suddenly, Jin Mi looked at Lu Chen and said, "Even if I am not weak, I will not fight back."

Lu Chen's pupils shrank and he looked at Jin Mi in surprise.

'Can he hear me?'

"This method is called telepathy, just some minor tricks." Jin Mi said lightly.

Lu Chen was speechless for a moment.

I can really hear it.

Telepathy is one of the most famous supernatural powers in Buddhism and belongs to the Six Supernatural Powers. It is rumored that the Six Supernatural Powers are the Bodhisattva Path and that those who practice the Six Supernatural Powers will attain the Mahayana Bodhisattva Path.

"It's not polite to eavesdrop on other people's thoughts." Lu Chen's impression of Jin Mi, which had just improved, was greatly reduced at this moment.

No one wants their thoughts to be known quietly by others, as if they were stripped naked and thrown into the street.

"I have only just begun to understand telepathy, and am not good at controlling it. I hope you can forgive me."

Lu Chen no longer cared about him and turned to look at Huizhi: "Brother, since the Tongyou Stone was artificially modified, there must be a mastermind behind it..."

"Hahaha! There must be someone behind this!"

Before he finished speaking, a loud laugh came from far away, and then several figures fell to the ground, and the sound of "whooshing" breaking through the air was heard.

The next second, a figure like mud was thrown to the ground.

“Isn’t this the Black Hand?”

Lu Chen and Hui Zhi looked at the figure that suddenly appeared. It was a giant-like figure, more than two meters tall, with a strong body, a broad back and strong arms. The white Taoist robe with a slanting moon and three stars on his body was bulging, which looked very intimidating.

"Senior Brother Da Niao?" Huizhi and Lu Chen were surprised when they saw the person coming.

Senior Brother Da Niao smiled generously: "Not only am I here, but also..."

"And us!"

A voice interrupted Senior Brother Da Niao's words, and the latter raised his shoulders towards Huizhi and made an expression that said "take care of yourself".

Huizhi was stunned at first, then his expression suddenly changed.

Then, three figures fell from the sky and stood beside Senior Brother Da Niao.

Senior Brother Da Niao took a step back and gave his place to the three senior brothers.

"Senior Brother Guangming, Senior Brother Guangyi, Senior Brother Guangyuan, you... why are you all here?" Huizhi felt his scalp itchy and his heart trembled.

Jin Mi on the side was stunned.

Four people... four practitioners who have reached the stage of refining Qi and becoming gods!
Thinking of the elders in the temple who were clamoring for revenge for Senior Brother Jin Guang, Jin Mi fell silent.

Fortunately, I didn't seek revenge.

Otherwise, wouldn't the Jinguang Temple be destroyed?

There are only three Dharma-speaking monks in the Jinguang Temple now, not counting him, and they are all weaker than Jinguang!
And the people who came here were four people who had practiced Qi and transformed into gods and were masters of the fairyland.

Each one of them looks stronger than the golden light!

"Humph! Why are we here? You're still asking us? Humph! Look at what you've done!"

To the left of Senior Brother Guangming was an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He was holding a ruler in his hand and was staring at Huizhi with unfriendly eyes: "You brought Junior Brother down the mountain, but you came here to cause trouble? Otherwise, we will ask Guangyuan, and you may not know when you will return, right?"

Huizhi was a little entangled and said: "This... Senior Brother Guangyi, this is just an accident..."

"An accident? That's all? Haha!"

Guangyi said disdainfully, "How can I not know what you, a little monkey, are thinking? When Senior Brother Guangfa left, he specifically told you to cultivate your character, sit in meditation and chant Huangting, and not leave the mountain unless necessary. He also told you to preside over the Dharma Hall to calm your mind. Have you forgotten all this?"

"How dare you bring Junior Brother Ruchen to wander around at the foot of this mountain, refusing to return to the mountain? If it weren't for Guangyuan, if the two of them had really discovered that you two hadn't returned for a long time and had found us out to look for you two, wouldn't you have continued to play around? I think you really have lost your mind and let your mind run wild!"

These words were very serious, and Huizhi's expression changed wildly. He hurriedly said: "Brother, I have never..."

"Shut up!"

Guangyi suddenly shouted, "The Taoist scriptures say: 'If the mind is restless and the will is running wild, it will be difficult to achieve enlightenment. I think if you continue like this, you may never achieve enlightenment!"

Huizhi shrank his neck unconsciously. He couldn't stand it when Senior Brother Guangyi started nagging.

　Please read it! Please vote for the monthly ticket! Please recommend it! I didn't make it to Sanjiang last week, but this week the editor asked me to try it again. I recommended it based on the reading data. Thank you for your support! I read it every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)