Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 337 Monk, there is a demon surnamed Cao who is chasing and killing the little monk
The distance of 120 miles is a relatively long distance for ordinary people, but it is nothing to Jiumokong who has a space that can be opened at will.It didn't take long for a temple next to a beautiful lake to appear in his sight.

Thinking of the Earth Spirit Orb that he was about to get, even though he tried his best to conceal it, the corners of his mouth subconsciously twitched.

However, soon, his somewhat thick eyebrows frowned a little, and his face became a little cloudy and uncertain.

It stands to reason that there should be many monks in the Jade Buddha Temple, but for some reason there is no one, which makes him, who has always been cautious, feel a little uneasy.

"Maybe the abbot of this temple is not only superb in cultivation, but also of high moral character. When he sees you, he will clean up every household directly."

Li Xiaoyao, who was suffocated along the way, saw Jiumokong's changing expression, so he couldn't help but sarcastically.

Jiumokong, who was mentioned in his heart, glared at Li Xiaoyao viciously, and then made a gesture, Baoxiang said solemnly: "Amitabha, sin, sin, this little monk has violated the precept of anger again."

"Pretentious"

Li Xiaoyao said something with a look of disdain.

In the past few days, he has suffered a lot from Jiumokong. He has already seen through what kind of person Jiumokong is.

Zhao Ling'er, who was on the side, looked at Jiumokong nervously when she heard the words, worried that this monk, who was always up and down, would attack her brother Xiaoyao again.

Immediately afterwards, something that surprised her happened, the monk was not only not angry, but also smiled gently at her brother Xiaoyao.

"Ling'er, over there"

Li Xiaoyao pouted towards the Jade Buddha Temple.

Zhao Ling'er had lived on the Fairy Island since she was a child, and her mind was pure and honest, but she was not stupid at all. Now she understood that the reason why Jiumokong's attitude changed was entirely because of the possible cultivator in the Jade Buddha Temple. I read it for an old monk who is very tall and of good quality.

"Benefactor Li, benefactor Zhao, go in with the monk."

Jiumokong's face became more gentle.

"Yo, the master is so polite, this hero is really not used to it."

Li Xiaoyao threw down some teasing words, and strutted into the Jade Buddha Temple.

Zhao Linger followed closely beside Li Xiaoyao.

Jiumokong was the last one to enter the Jade Buddha Temple with a feeling of apprehension.

"Why is there no one there?"

Li Xiaoyao was surprised.

"There are many footprints on the ground, and the people from the temple should have left not long ago."

Zhao Linger spoke.

Jiumokong, who also noticed the footprints on the ground, suddenly remembered a memory that was seen in many people's minds when he erased the memories of passers-by on the street just now - the old abbot of the Jade Buddha Temple liked to ask people to become monks, and many people were confused left home.

"Those who became monks obviously followed the way of this great monk. They couldn't help themselves, and suddenly disappeared. Either the monk's conscience found out and drove them away, or a stronger monk came and rescued them. These people."

Jiumokong guessed, and a person popped up in his mind inexplicably——Cao Yi.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head. According to the memories of the previous residents of the small town, the old abbot probably lived for hundreds of years. He had seen Cao Yi's methods before, and he was not as strong as this.

"Why don't you stand here and shake your head if you don't visit the old abbot?"

Li Xiaoyao's voice sounded.

Jiumokong collected his thoughts, straightened his monk's robes, cupped his hands towards the courtyard where the Sutra Library was located not far away, and said, "Jumocong, a monk from Tianzhu, pays his respects to the Great Monk."

There was no movement in the yard, like a dead zone.

Jiumokong hesitated for a while, then walked towards the yard not far away.

After walking about six or seven steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "Benefactor Li, you'd better keep up."

"You put a restriction in my soul, where can I go?"

After Li Xiaoyao said something angrily, he followed.

Zhao Ling'er naturally followed closely beside Li Xiaoyao.

"My little monk is also doing it for your own good. This woman is a snake demon. If you fall in love with her, it will only harm you."

Jiumokong said solemnly.

Those who didn't know thought he was Fahai.

"When did the descendants of Nuwa become snake demons?"

Li Xiaoyao was full of sarcasm.

Jiumokong didn't say anything more.

The three of them entered the yard one after another, walked through a section of gravel road, and came to a three-story wooden building called the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Jiumokong felt it, and this ordinary-looking Sutra Pavilion formed a space of its own.

Once inside, life and death must be in the hands of the people.

In the past, he was determined not to go in.

After Sha Lizi awakened the space shuttle ability, the space can be said to let him shuttle, he is not afraid of any space.

He wrapped around Zhao Linger and Li Xiaoyao, and appeared on the first floor of the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

What came into view was an old monk wearing a gray monk robe, with eyebrows and beard whiter than snow, came out from behind the curtain, holding an old broom in his hand, sweeping the floor, every time it fell, it seemed like it should have been Same there.

"All dharmas originate from interdependence, and the Tathagata says it is the cause. That dharma ends by interdependence, is what the Great Shaman said!"

The old monk, or Cao Yi, uttered gatha without raising his head.

"Meet the Monk"

Jiumokong saluted respectfully.

Cao Yi ignored him and continued sweeping the floor.

Jiumokong didn't show any displeasure, and continued: "What's the name of the great monk?"

"Hundreds of years, the old monk can't remember"

Cao Yi shook his head slightly and continued to sweep the floor.

"Hundreds of years" Jiumokong's heart moved, and he asked, "Which one is the great monk?"

Although Buddhism is complicated, he basically knows all the famous ones in history.

"The old monk is Bodhidharma"

Cao Yi said.

"Dharma"

Jiumokong was stunned.

"Followers"

Cao Yi added another sentence.

Jiumokong breathed a sigh of relief.

Cao Yi picked up the broom and walked towards the second floor.

Seeing this, Jiumokong hurriedly said, "Monk, stop."

Cao Yi stopped and turned to look at Jiumokong, "What else is there?"

Jiumokong respectfully said: "The little monk met a Buddhist disciple who was about to be enthroned on his eastward journey. The Buddhist disciple had a premonition that there would be a catastrophe in the world. The little monk wanted to save the suffering, but his cultivation was insufficient. I heard that one of the five great spirit beads in the past The Earth Spirit Orb is in this area, and the great monk lives here, I wonder if there is any clue?"

Didn't it mean that monks don't tell lies? Lies come out as soon as they open their mouths.

While Cao Yi was extremely speechless towards Jiumokong, his expression was calm, like a pool of stagnant water that had been silent for thousands of years, "The old monk does know the whereabouts of the earth spirit pearl, but everything cannot escape a 'fate', you and the old monk The monk's 'fate' is not enough, let's go back!"

The corner of Jiumokong's mouth twitched, and he asked, "I don't know when fate will arrive?"

"It's time"

Cao Yi said something that was equivalent to not saying anything.

Jiumokong was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but he was not one to give up lightly. He took a step forward and said, "Monk, to tell you the truth, there is a demon surnamed Cao who is chasing and killing this young monk. But with a treacherous and unpredictable corpse demon, even the great monk may not be an opponent, we must get the earth spirit beads before they come."

(End of this chapter)