Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 153 Monk travels, auspicious journey

Unexpectedly, Wang Jitu finally got a Lingzhu.Ben was looking aggrieved, but he couldn't turn the corner all of a sudden, and stared blankly at Xinzhao.

Xinzhao ignored him, just lowered his head and wiped the vajra.

Another three days of waiting.

Another resident elder of the Reflection Institute walked out the door.

This person's name is Yihan, and he is Elder Yiyi's younger brother.

Elder Yihan had a kind face, but the monk Xinyi said that he was most aggressive and ruthless when he was young, and he was not a benevolent monk.

Yihan looked at everyone indifferently, and looked towards the west quietly.

After a while, two more monks arrived.One has stubble all over his face and looks big and thick.

The other has beautiful teeth and vermilion lips, which are as beautiful as a picture.The two people's spiritual power was released, and they were clearly monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The good-looking monk clasped his palms together and said, "See Master Uncle Yihan. Disciple Ming Qing and younger brother Ming Jing received the Dharma order from Zen Master Dalun, and came to report to Master Uncle. The two of us will assist Master Uncle on this trip."

Yihan nodded, then flicked his sleeves, and a golden auspicious cloud floated in the air.

"Let's go." Yihan said lightly, and stood on the cloud stand first.The monks climbed up one after another.

Wang Jitu followed behind, and looked at Mingqing in astonishment. This person had a mole on the back of his neck, and he seemed to be the monk Mingqing that Jiayu said had left the country.

Ming Qing sensed that someone was looking at him, and smiled back at the little monk.Wang Jitu suddenly felt that the sun was shining brightly at this time, extremely bright.Monk Mingqing's smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, warming his heart.

A few days later, Wang Jitu also had a taste of the atmosphere of Buddhism.Elder Yihan has a gorgeous cloud frame, which is why Lingshan Temple often sends him to lead the team.Along the way, it was covered with auspicious clouds and the rays of the sun were brilliant, which was really extraordinary.

And Yihan has a compassionate heart, as long as he meets ordinary people in distress, he will help if he can.

"God, let it rain."

In the northwest region, Yuzhou, there has been no rain for several months, and the farmland has long been barren.

The eminent monk Yihan heard the wailing of the people, and immediately cast a spell to spread rain.

The elder of the Buddhist monastery was actually a relatively partial Shui Xingxiu in Lingshan Temple.

Yi Yi tapped the white clouds in the sky, and streaks of blue mysterious light leaped and danced on the thousands of clouds.In an instant, the sky was already drizzled.

"When there is rain after a long drought, it will rain in time." The common people bowed their heads to the west, lamenting from the bottom of their hearts that there is a true Buddha in the west.

Regardless of the right and wrong among the monks in Lingshan Temple, when they are away from home, they still do a good job of saving face.Auspicious clouds pass by, all the way is full of grateful words of gratitude.Even the temples in Tuanzhou have been covered, and there have been a lot of incense in the past two days.

It's just that the eminent monk was busy on his way after casting the spell, so he didn't know the changes in the sky in Tuanzhou later.

Not long after the eminent monk Xiangyun left, the rain became heavier and heavier. Afterwards, the rain fell down and never stopped.Unexpectedly, this move by the eminent monk Yihan really aroused the rain in the sky over Tuanzhou.

Three days later, the rain that fell in Tuanzhou was no longer the result of the magic power of the eminent monks of Lingshan Temple, but the real rain of nature.The rain continued, so two months later, the people of Tuanzhou, who had suffered from floods, began to cry again: "God Dragon, harvest the rain."

Alas, how can a cultivator wait in the sky above Chuzhou every day.This time, none of the cultivators responded to the cries for help.

Since then, the people in Tuanzhou have only believed in the saying, "Don't ask for immortality in case of trouble, God will help those who help themselves", and thus developed a strong folk custom of self-reliance, which was unexpected by the eminent monks of Lingshan Temple.

The monks are still far away from the Bodhi Path.It is not often that there are clouds and rain.It's boring most of the time.

Most of the monks on the cloud frame hold their own identities and do not speak to novice monks.And that one-eyed tutuo just lay there lazily, ignoring others at all.

Only the monk Xinyi happily told Wang Jitu the anecdote of the Bodhi Conference.

Xin Yi is a normal person, and he has heard a lot of news about the Bodhi Conference from his elders.

It is said that Lianchi Bodhi Garden was a place where Buddhism preached a long time ago.There are not only monks in the garden, but also great monks from other sects. Some of these monks built huts and docks near the Bodhi Garden in order to listen to the Dharma from time to time, thus forming the Eighteen Paths of Luwu outside the Bodhi Garden. .

"What is Luwu?" Wang Jitu asked.

"Luwu is just a residence, so you can use it as a cave. Anyway, to enter the Bodhi Garden, you must first pass through the Eighteen Paths of Luwu." Xin Yi said.

Monk Xintai also sat down at this time, and said with his mouth open: "Hey, the Eighteen Paths is only the first danger of the Bodhi Conference. Since the monks in the Lianchi Bodhi Garden have left, it has not been a peaceful place. "

"Xintai, where did you find out about this?" Xinyi didn't seem to have heard of this either.Asked with a look of inquiry.

"My master also participated in the Bodhi Conference back then, and he told me about it in detail before he left." Xintai's face was full of respect, and his posture was much more correct when he spoke.

Xinyi laughed and said, "You don't hide your secrets, you are worthy of being my Buddhist disciple."

Xintai smiled and said: "Go, it's not a secret. I wonder why you don't know about it."

"My master doesn't bother to talk about such obvious things." Xin Yi said with disdain.

"Hmph, don't brag, do you know the distribution of eighteen diameters?" Xintai sneered at his expression.

Wang Jitu shook his head vigorously, thirsty for knowledge.

Xintai smiled and said: "There are four paths in the east, west, north, south, and two paths in the sky and the ground, a total of eighteen paths. Hehe, the upper and lower directions are Liuhe. The Bodhi Conference is not easy."

"How does the sky and the earth form a hut?" Xinyi couldn't help but wonder.

Xintai thought for a moment and said: "It is said that when the eminent monk in the Lianchi Bodhi Garden was teaching the Dharma, there were immortal beasts hovering in the sky for a long time, forming a hut with clouds to listen to the scriptures and the Dharma.

And there are ghost monsters lurking underground, using the cave as a dock, listening to the Dharma and scriptures.

Therefore, the sky path is also called the fairy path, and the earth path is also called the demon path.

It is said that the Bodhi Garden has been constantly rotating, and even the sixteen paths from east to west, north, south, and south are constantly changing. This time, we don't know which four paths will appear on the side we went to. "

Suddenly a copper bell on Xiangyun rang hastily.

Elder Yihan was startled and looked around closely.Seeing that the situation was different, the others immediately stopped talking.

The bell is the magic weapon of Elder Yihan, which is specially used to detect the fluctuation of mana around him.At this time, the bell rang loudly, and it seemed that there was a Xiu family nearby.

Sure enough, not long after, a black cloud floated in front, with a smell of decay, but this smell seemed to be attributed to the soil, and it was more clear after the decay. Although it is disgusting, I have to admit that this smell can indeed Lift your spirits.

"Demon Sect!" Monk Ming Jing was a monk who hated evil like a vengeful enemy. Seeing the attack of the Demon Sect, he stood up suddenly, his face trembled, his body turned into gold, dazzling.

"Vajra Subduing Demon Art!" Xin Yi murmured.

The monks on the cloud stand were all shocked by this magnificent scene, even the heart photo was no exception. When they looked at Monk Mingjing, they clenched their fists tightly.

Just don't care that Shami is still calm, squinting his eyes, as if nothing happened.

Monk Mingjing roared, his body made a noise like popping beans, and looked at the black cloud with cold eyes.What he practiced was the "Vajra Subduing Demon Art", which was as famous as the "Wei Tuo Demon Conquering Art" in Lingshan Temple, and he was also a monk who practiced both dharma and body, and he was the best among the true disciples of the Ming Dynasty.

Elder Yihan frowned and said: "The disciples in the temple are careful, there should be Yunjia of the Rotten Sect in front, so be on guard against me."

Someone above the black cloud said loudly: "It's a great honor to be able to walk with Master Yihan today. Master Yihan, when will I be able to experience your Buddhist fragrance and Zen again?"

Yihan snorted coldly and said, "Congratulations, devil, this time we are going to the Bodhi Conference, don't bring our affairs here to talk about it, I will come and learn your Kue devil kung fu when I have a chance."

After Yihan finished speaking, he ignored the people on the black cloud, stepped on the cloud frame, and the auspicious cloud suddenly accelerated and shot out.

Above the black cloud, a handsome young man put his hands on his hips, pointed at Xiangyun and cursed: "That bald donkey is really nothing, Uncle He, just let him go."

The thin man surnamed He spread his hands, glanced at another black-robed old man, and said, "I have to ask you, Grandpa Min. In front of Mr. Min, I can't make the decision."

Before the black-robed old man could answer, a small cicada beside the boy let out a loud chirping sound.

The black-robed old man said coldly: "There is a golden cicada in the body, and you still have to fight fiercely, can't you tell the difference? If you want to make such a noise, don't go to the Bodhi Conference, so as not to delay the important event of the sect."

This old Min has a hoarse voice, and when he speaks, he is not angry and pretentious, and is extremely strong.The handsome young man nodded quickly, and immediately hid beside the thin man, not daring to tease the old man's beard anymore.

Xiangyun was still flying away, Wang Jitu looked back from time to time, ready to move, but the black cloud did not catch up.

"Who is that Rotten Sect?" Wang Jitu turned his head and asked.

Xin Yi frowned and said: "That is a famous demon sect in the world of cultivating immortals. According to the major cultivation methods, it is divided into five branches of 'withered, decayed, rotten, corrupted, and fallen'. , It is really the big demon sect who is so arrogant.

The monk surnamed He who practiced Ku'e Demon Art just now is a cultivator of Golden Core Realm. When I heard that this person was still in Tongqiao Realm, he had a bad relationship with Uncle Yihan, and they would fight each other every time they met.There was no big fight this time, could it be that these demonic people have also changed their nature? "

Wang Jitu nodded and put the matter aside.I don't know how long it took before the group of people came to a mountain pass, and there were some bearded monks standing in front of them. One of the monks came up from the clouds and paid a tithe to Yihan, but what he said was correct. Mandarin with a round accent: "Yihan, you still only bring these people to Lingshan Temple, it really is compassionate."

Yi Han replied: "This is what we should do, masters, how long will the secret realm be opened?"

"This time is a bit special. According to the prediction of the saints, the opening time of the magic circle may be delayed, and it will not be opened within half a month. Don't worry, let's lead the disciples to the west pass to make preparations." The monk greeted , Another slap on the forehead reminded: "The organizer of the Bodhi Conference this year has been changed to Qixiang Hall. The monks may not be used to it. After all, Mingfengzhai used to host it."

"Well, I heard it mentioned in the temple before." Yihan nodded, saluted again, and led the monks into the pass.

Wang Jitu kept looking at the monks curiously, and reminded him in a low voice: "They are all eminent monks from Tianzhu who volunteered to guard the Lianchi Bodhi Garden. Don't look at them like that."

Wang Jitu quickly retracted his gaze, but when he turned his head, he was attracted by the scene in front of him. After passing the pass, there was a wide open space, and at the end of the open space stood a very high and wide stone wall.In front of the stone wall, the fog was rising, and the clouds were steaming and rosy, and it was impossible to distinguish what was on it.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the countless scattered giant stone platforms in the open space, like stars covering the open space, among which there are bustling monks sitting on several of the stone platforms.Those monks are all kinds of strange things, there are Taoists with long swords on their waists, and strong men with blue stripes on their heads.However, each sect and each sect are clearly divided, and there is no confusion.

Yihan led the monks to choose a boulder at random, then sat in meditation and rested, waiting for the arrangement of the monks.

(End of this chapter)