Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 132

The little monk said: "Monkey wine is a fine wine that can only be enjoyed by the leaders of the monkey tribe. It is a spirit brewed by the monkey tribe from the spiritual water in the Milu Lake and a foreign fruit called 'Monkey Smoke' in the forest. liquor.

Houerxun is poisonous, and even immortals cannot use it.But after being put into the gills of a monkey for nine days, the toxicity was miraculously resolved, and only then can it be used to make wine.

I don't know how these monkeys brewed. Anyway, all the wine they get will be handed over to the leader of the monkey clan for preservation.

This long-tailed silver monkey is the leader of the monkey clan beside the Milu Lake. It did not inherit the strong monster power of the monkey king who founded the mountain, but his long tail is not something ordinary monks can block, and thanks to the brother who is a body trainer scholar.If an ordinary monk encounters him, he will be beaten to death by Long Tail.

It's just that the long-tailed silver monkey is very cunning, fast like the wind, and protected by a group of monkeys, it is usually difficult to get spirit wine from it. "

The wishing little monk took out all the 180 spirit stones he was carrying, and exchanged them for the spirit wine behind Wang Jitu's back.When he left, he also left some for Wang Jitu with a conscience and put them in a jade bottle.

"Senior brother, you should also keep some wine. This thing has the effect of speeding up your cultivation. If it is used in cultivation, it can be regarded as a elixir. You'd better not mess around like you did just now, wasting good things for nothing." The little monk wished again warned.

In one sentence, Ji Tu Shami was ashamed, he was really blind to gold and jade, wasting a mouthful, this thing was worth so many spirit stones.

Wishing that the little monk waved his hand, stepped on the wind-gathering gourd, and immediately flew away.

"Fengxing Linggen! Only Fengxing Linggen can fly in the Aperture Realm. I didn't expect the little monk to be so powerful."

Wang Jitu just realized at this time, the little monk wanted the spirit wine, so he could just take it away when he was unconscious just now, if he needs to give the spirit stone and call him senior brother again, talking so much nonsense.I can't help but have a good impression of the little monk.

But what moved Wang Jitu the most was the large sum of spirit stones left by the little monk.With these spirit stones, it is enough to go to the Tibetan scripture pavilion once.

Wang Jitu looked at the long-tailed silver monkey lying on the ground, still groggy, but breathing smoothly, he must have rested for a while.

After all, it is a temple guardian spirit beast, and it cannot be exchanged for spirit stones.Wang Jitu had no choice but to pick up the jade bucket and leave.

When we returned to the pharmacy, the other novice monks had already finished receiving the spiritual incense, and they were walking back with a sigh, when several novice monks murmured softly: "The bastard withheld everyone's spiritual incense again."

Outside the pharmacy, Monk Jianren stretched his legs and kneaded melon seeds.Looking at Wang Jitu's return, he immediately waved to him, but when he saw the broken jade bucket, he frowned again.

"You novice, why are you so careless? You just spilled the spiritual water. Why did you break the jade bucket?" Jianren first scolded, then nodded and said, "Well, this bucket of spiritual water is fine, it's all It’s full, come, put away the thirty sticks of spiritual incense. You haven’t done the group task this time, and you don’t have what everyone got together, so don’t think about it. Hurry up and pay for the jade bucket.”

As soon as Monk Jianren collected the spirit water, he waved Wang Jitu to the jade barrel recycling place.

Only now did Wang Jitu realize that his reputation was well-deserved, this monk is really a bitch.He immediately took back the jade bottle he had just picked up, and the remaining spiritual water should be used by himself.

When he came to the jade barrel recycling place, the deacon monk looked at the broken jade barrel in Wang Jitu's hand with sharp eyes and smiled coldly.

"If one of the jade barrels is damaged, two spirit stones shall be paid as compensation."

"Why are there two spirit stones? Didn't I only use seventy spirit incense sticks when I got the two jade barrels? If a jade barrel is broken, I should just pay one spirit stone back." Wang Jitu said anxiously.

The deacon monk laughed and said: "Little novice, everything in this world is illusory, why bother to be obsessed with the number of spirit stones? Aren't one piece or two all vain? Little novice, you are out of touch. Besides, it is not easy to make jade buckets. My seniors and brothers are all working very hard, seeing that your name tag has the imprint of the green lotus flower, and you are also a novice monk under the monks of the righteous generation, so why don’t you understand the rules at all.”

"There is no justice in the clean place of the Buddhist sect. It is not fair. This place is about to be turned into a money-making place by you monks." Wang Jitu said angrily.

"Little novice, don't talk nonsense." The deacon monk roared sharply, and then sneered: "Fairness, there are temple rules and precepts in this temple, but there is no word for justice. Some of my senior brothers sit on the futons every day and chant the Buddha. According to the scriptures, 50 yuan of spiritual stones are offered every month for meditation and enlightenment. The old monk has worked so hard to manage the Buddhist monastery here, and only ten spiritual stones are offered for a month.

So, little novice, for the sake of my hard work, pay more spirit stones. "

Angrily, Wang Jitu put the jade barrel back and left, not wanting any of the spirit incense that he bet on at the beginning.

The deacon monk smiled coldly, picked up a pen and recorded in the account book: The novice damaged one jade barrel, paid [-] sticks of spiritual incense, [-] sticks were handed over to the refining room, and the remaining [-] sticks were taken back to the room for his own use.

Wang Jitu returned to the Sikong Temple and counted the spirit stones on his body.

Converting half a year’s hard-earned spiritual incense into spirit stones, it’s only about fifty spirit stones, plus today’s windfall of 180 spirit stones, it’s only about 230 yuan. Big gap now.Even if Lingshi can be exchanged for more spirit incense, it is still a lot worse.

Wang Jitu tapped his head, it seems that he still has to accept the task.

"It's been so hard lately, but you want to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" But the monk Yixin came over at this time.Wang Jitu should be.

Monk Yixin said: "Practicing Buddhist Kung Fu requires comprehension of Buddhism, otherwise, even if one can practice Dharma power, one cannot comprehend Buddha nature. This is undoubtedly the opposite for practitioners."

Monk Yixin immediately threw out a spell card.

"It might be useful to go to the Sutra Pavilion. You can take it with you. The steps under the gate of the courtyard seem to be made of spiritual stones. Go dig it out." Yixin said casually and went back to the futon and closed his eyes to meditate.

Wang Ji stood up stunned, and hurriedly ran to the gate of the courtyard.

Turning over the steps, there are really brightly colored spirit stones underneath, and there are about a hundred pieces in total.

This time, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion has been decided.

Then look at Master sitting on the futon and meditating.Wang Jitu was inexplicably more grateful.

Turning over the spell card again, there was a Sanskrit script engraved on it, Wang Jitu didn't understand it, so he didn't study it carefully, just put it in his arms.

In the early morning of the second day, Wang Jitu rushed to the Sutra Pavilion in a hurry with excitement.When I got to the door, I remembered that spiritual incense must be used in the Sutra Pavilion, and hurried to the stele corridor.Lingshi was really in demand, and it didn't take long to get enough spirit incense.

This busy work also calmed Wang Jitu's heart, and he walked slowly towards the Sutra Pavilion.

"Finally I can cultivate immortality. From now on, I will be able to step on the path of immortality. The road in front of me will be flat." Wang Jitu clenched his fists and walked forward.

The place where the Sutra Pavilion is located is surrounded by peaks and a stream.The attic is built of spiritual wood, with elegant carvings and high eaves.The red lacquer is shining, and the gold and jade are shining.

The downstairs is all paved with bluestone, and there are a few ever-burning lamps on the incense altar.It is said that inside is the real fire found in the ancient Buddhist temple when Lingshan Temple was founded: the unquenchable fire.

Wang Jitu looked at the flames as big as peas, but he couldn't see the origin of the fire at all.However, the Sutra Pavilion is shrouded in a peaceful light, which looks very heartwarming.

Looking into the Sutra Pavilion, I saw an old monk sitting sullenly on a futon.

Judging from the information collected earlier, this person should be Monk Mingli.

The old monk has been in charge of the Sutra Pavilion for many years. At the beginning, the old monk's master named him 'Mingli', in order to let him be famous and get rid of fame and fortune.

The old monk used to be the deacon monk of the Precepts Academy.Maybe it's because he's been in the Discipline Academy for a long time, not to mention his majestic appearance, and he always has a sullen face all day long, with a serious and dull face, which makes people feel difficult to get close to.

It just so happened that a popular word in the world these years is called "Unknown Jue Li", and later some monks called this Mingli monk "Master Mingli" behind his back.

The Five Precepts of Buddhism.[-]. Do not kill, [-]. Do not steal, [-]. Do not commit adultery, [-]. Do not lie, [-]. Do not drink alcohol

It is said that those who have violated the precept of lying will enter the Tongue Pulling Hell in the future.

Fortunately, the word 'Mingli' only represents the monk's awe of Monk Mingli, not ridicule or sarcasm.Even Monk Mingli felt that this word was used well after he heard about it.But in front of the old monk, no one dared to call him such a nickname.

However, such an important place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion really needs a dignified figure like Monk Mingli to guard it.

When Wang Jitu walked there, Monk Mingli opened his tiger eyes slightly, and immediately locked on the bright yellow wooden nameplate on Wang Jitu's waist.Wang Jitu's heart trembled, Monk Mingli's spiritual power was deep, and his spiritual pressure was released shallowly, which made him feel inexplicably dangerous.

"Little novice monk, this is not a place for you to come." Monk Mingli's voice was hoarse but full of air.

"Do you still have the big gift bag from the Sutra Pavilion?" Wang Jitu asked bluntly.

Monk Mingli rolled his eyes, and said seriously: "Are you asking about the one that's only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spiritual incense, and you can choose any scripture in the pavilion"? Yes, but it costs nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine spiritual incense Xiang, don't say you are a little novice, even if you are an inner monk, there are only a few who can afford it."

Wang Jitu immediately took out the jade bottle and poured out the spirit incense.It is inconvenient to use the phoenix feather pocket in front of the old monk.Even if it took two wishes for the imprint of spiritual consciousness set by the little monk once in and out, Wang Jitu couldn't help but feel distressed.

Monk Mingli just glanced at the spiritual fragrance in front of him with his spiritual sense, then nodded in surprise: "It's really all together. You are not an ordinary little novice. The green lotus imprint is a novice under the Yizi generation. Hey, yes, Follow me to choose the scriptures."

Wang Jitu's eyes lit up when he heard these words, and he couldn't hide the joy in his bones.

"Little novice, you don't have any magic energy on your body. You probably haven't cultivated any magic power, but you should have learned some secret technique to tighten your skin." Mingli glanced at Wang Jitu, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

(End of this chapter)