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Chapter 328 Fudo Mingwang Bodhisattva
I don't know if Zhou Zhimeng is a butterfly and?Butterfly dream for Zhou Yu?
Perhaps this is the best explanation for this wall painting!
Because of a mural of a fairy with hundreds of flowers in the temple, Zhu Xiaolian fell into a fairyland, triggering a love between human and immortal.

However, this seemingly long-lasting love between humans and immortals is only a momentary event. It is impossible to know whether it is an illusion of life, a fantasy of Zhu Xiaolian, or something that happened completely!
This is also the interpretation of Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng!
However, Wei Ziqing didn't care about these, what he cared about was the monks in that temple.

Wei Ziqing remembered that in his real world, someone said that this monk was actually Fudo Myoko of Buddhism, and that temple was a dojo of Fudo Myoko!
Who is Fudo Mingo?

That is a great bodhisattva of the Buddhist school, transcending the three realms, in his hands, there must be a secret book of cultivating immortals, there is no doubt about it!
Longevity, I have worked so hard to travel down dozens of planes, isn't it for longevity?And if it is the secret book of cultivating immortals, it will definitely have the same effect on the restoration of the spirit.

Whether it's for himself or for Xiao Longnu, Wei Ziqing clearly knows that this is the existence of his world that must be planned!

However, Wei Ziqing did not dare to win King Ming's mind, so he had to start elsewhere!
That is wonderland!
Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing came to his senses and directly pulled Hou Xia up. Under his eager gaze, Wei Ziqing finally shook his head: "It's easy to kill, but whether you should kill or not, now is not the time!"

This obsession, goodness, and evil represent Hou Xia, Zhu Xiaolian, and Meng Longtan. It is these three people who have promoted the progress of the entire painting wall.

Although Zhu Xiaolian died by his own knife because of his own appearance, but if Meng Longtan was missing, Wei Ziqing didn't dare to stop it to what extent the plot would collapse.

What's more, in the original book, although Meng Longtan was a gangster, he was actually a pretty good person. Zhu Xiaolian's death couldn't be blamed on him. How could Wei Ziqing, because of Hou Xia's begging, and To kill him?

He will not do things that have no benefit but no harm!

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, Hou Xia's face was full of unwillingness, but how dare he say something because he is naturally timid?
Holding Zhu Xiaolian's body, he buried it nearby. Wei Ziqing didn't leave, but watched from the sidelines. He didn't ask Hou Xia to follow him until Hou Xia was overwhelmed with grief!

Hou Xia naturally didn't know what Wei Ziqing was thinking, but thought that Wei Ziqing was worried that he was alone in the wilderness and was afraid of encountering bandits.

Hearing that he wanted to follow by himself, he was naturally very moved. Meng Longtan led the way, and Hou Xia followed Wei Ziqing. The journey was a little calm, but Hou Xia unconsciously called out to Mr. Wei Ziqing!
Wei Ziqing smiled and didn't care. His mind, one door, was all in the world of murals.

Soon, the three of them walked for less than an hour, and saw a temple in the distance.

The temple is not luxurious, on the contrary, it looks a bit old. When Wei Ziqing saw this temple, he was taken aback, and heaved a heavy breath in his heart. He knew that this is the painting wall, the starting point of everything!
"My lord, there is a temple there, let's go to rest?" Hou Xia looked at the temple with a little excitement on his face. After walking for so long, he didn't want Wei Ziqing and Meng Longtan to both have martial arts. Almost tired.

"Well, let's go!" Wei Ziqing nodded, and if he didn't say anything about Hou Xia, he would go in too.

As in the original book, when Wei Ziqing, Hou Xia, and Meng Longtan entered the temple, an old monk came out of it.

The old monk's face was full of compassion, and his ears were hanging high. When he saw Wei Ziqing and the three of them, Wei Ziqing clearly saw that the old monk's face was slightly stunned, but soon He walked up with a smile.

Wei Ziqing's heart trembled, and he was more and more sure that this old monk was the Fudo Mingwang Bodhisattva. Although he didn't speak, the moment he appeared, Wei Ziqing clearly felt that all these years, accumulated in his body The murderous aura disappeared inexplicably!
Instead, there is a kind of inner peace!

This is something that can only be achieved when the Buddha Dharma has been cultivated to a high level. More importantly, this old monk is like a mountain of heaven that cannot be viewed from a high level, so deep, so calm, and so immeasurable!

"Master, save me, save me, they are bandits, they tied me up, save me!" Meng Longtan hurriedly called for help when he saw the old monk appearing, as if he had caught a life-saving grass.

When Hou Xia heard this, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "You are spitting blood again, you..."

Wei Ziqing raised his hand to stop Houxia's words, and said with a slight smile: "In the holy land of Buddhism, there are no soldiers and thieves. Here, everyone is equal. What's more, who is a soldier and who is a thief, master, naturally understands, No need to say anything!"

After finishing speaking, he went straight up and untied the rope in Meng Longtan's hands. Not only Meng Longtan and Hou Xia were stunned, but even the old monk was stunned.

However, soon, the old monk smiled compassionately: "The benefactor is good at understanding, and the poor monk's dharma name will not change. Since all benefactors have come here, then the poor monk will go to prepare a fast for you. Please benefactors, take a break!"

"Thank you, master!" Wei Ziqing nodded with a smile, and the old monk turned to leave, his gaze still fixed on his back, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Coming to the temple by yourself is not a gamble, even what you just said is a gamble!
He bet that Fudo Mingwang knew that he would come, but he was betting wrong, Fudo Mingwang didn't know that he would come, otherwise, he would never have been stunned just now!
"It seems that although Fudo Mingwang is a great Bodhisattva of Buddhism, he can't speculate on his own fate. The loss of consciousness just now may be due to the fact that Zhu Xiaolian didn't come. But, why, he didn't have any reaction?"

But soon, Wei Ziqing didn't care about it.

Someone once said that Zhu Xiaolian, Hou Xia, and Meng Longtan were transformed by the three corpses of King Fudo Ming, but now it seems that this is not the case anymore!

Then, if everything that Zhu Xiaolian experienced was really related to Fudo Myoko, it was because Fudo Myoko was waiting for someone who was destined to come and untie his knot. Who, to him, was not important!

What Wei Ziqing didn't know was that when he was staring at Fudo Mingwang, there was a smile on the corner of Fudo Mingwang's mouth, that smile was full of curiosity and puzzlement.

"It's interesting. Scholar, book boy, gangster, but now he has become a Taoist, book boy, gangster. I don't know if he can help me!"

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