Reborn in the Great Wilderness, I became the teacher of burning lamp

Chapter 210 Proposal Attack
Mount Sumeru, the Great Hall of Great Heroes.

Taoist Zhunti stood in front of a light curtain, writing and drawing in his hands, recording something.

"In the 13th year of the Emperor's calendar, when visiting the long-eared Dingguang Taoist friend, a copy of the "Zhunti Duren Jing" was lost in the East China Sea."

"In the 7000th year of the Emperor's Calendar, I was begging for alms in Liubo Mountain, and I was given a magic crystal by Fairy Liubo."

"In the 6000th year of the Emperor's calendar, Luofu Dongtian believed in the good Lord Luofu, and donated a middle-grade congenital spiritual treasure, Hunyuan bag, to the Western religion."

"In the 4th year of the Emperor's calendar, he strayed into the Xingxiu Sea. Because of Mrs. Ziguang, he missed the opportunity to fight for the god descending star."

"The emperor's calendar is fifty thousand..."

Every word and every word is a detailed account of the income and expenditure of the Western religion since the Emperor's Year.

"Senior brother, 1 years ago, the three-tailed poisonous scorpion that was captured on the poor road passing through the Panwang Valley, did the senior brother let go?"

Zhunti Taoist got the account book right and calculated it many times before turning his head hesitantly and looking at the leading Taoist who had been beating the wooden fish.

Since the death of the lamp and the incomplete return of luck, Taoist Zhunti had doubts about his calculation ability, so he wrote a special ledger.

"Junior brother, sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants, cherish the moth gauze lamp. The poor Taoist is released!"

Taoist Jieyin closed his eyes tightly, just knocked on the wooden fish, and didn't look back when he heard Taoist Zhunti's question.

"Senior brother, do you know that the three-tailed poisonous scorpion is a prehistoric alien species. The hook on its poisonous tail is called the poison of the horse, and even a quasi-sage will not be pleased if it is stabbed."

While talking, Taoist Zhunti remembered another thing, and his face changed again.

He flipped through the ledger and scanned the treasure house of Mount Sumeru with his divine sense, his whole body couldn't help trembling.

He asked angrily: "Brother, in the 200th year of the Emperor's calendar, Pindao brought back a sky-swallowing python near a human village. This python can improve its cultivation only by continuously devouring spiritual energy. You won't Let it go too?"

The action of picking and knocking on the wooden fish slowed down, he sighed, and said: "Junior brother, you have lost your mind. Pindao has released it and let it return to its original place."

"Release?"

Hearing this, Zhunti Taoist felt as if struck by lightning, and his complexion became extremely pale.

His voice also began to tremble: "Senior Brother, Tuntian Python is a man-eating!!!"

"Thank you Immortal Puti for subduing this monster for our village!!"

"It should be! It should be! A cultivator should be compassionate!"

"Folks, we want to set up a longevity tablet for the immortal, and enshrine it from generation to generation!"

"No! The poor way comes from the mountains and rivers, and goes to the mountains and rivers, the old man should not spend money!"

"Immortal Bodhi, we will never forget your great kindness and virtue to our village. You should not shirk it!"

Thinking of the group of humans who were grateful to him, Taoist Zhunti began to feel inexplicably guilty.

He pinched his fingers and counted, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Dead! All dead! Even the soul was swallowed by that evil beast!"

Zhunti Taoist muttered to himself, his mind went blank.

He looked at the guiding Taoist who was still knocking on the wooden fish. For some reason, the tall and stalwart figure in the past had become much shorter.

Everyone has two sides, one side is evil and the other side is kind, and saints are no exception.

When dealing with great gods whose positions are different from his own, the means of the sage are cruel.In order to prove their way, they can give up countless years of brotherhood.

But in front of his disciples and believers, the saint is merciful.Because the heights are extremely cold, they will give more affection than ordinary people to those who dare to get close to them.

Taoist Zhunti clenched his fists, put away the ledger, and was about to step out of the door when the unfathomable voice of the leading Taoist rang in his ears.

"Junior Brother, you pity those villagers, but who will pity the creatures who died in the mouths and stomachs of those villagers?"

"The previous life of that swallowing python was a harmless female rabbit. She and her dozen or so children were killed by those villagers' butcher knives. Karma retribution, evil will be rewarded with evil, and the law of heaven is right!"

"Om mani padme hum!"

"Om mani padme hum!"

After finishing speaking, the leading Taoist began to read his scriptures again, ignoring the Zhunti Taoist.

"Senior brother is right!" Taoist Zhunti sat back in his seat helplessly, his expression returned to normal, and he let go of the matter.

In fact, how can the words of Taoist Jieyin convince Zhunti Taoist?

The avenue practiced by Taoists is pure idealism, it is a castle in the air, and it is all based on dreams.

On the contrary, it is Zhunti Taoist. He often travels in the prehistoric times, and sometimes he turns into an ordinary creature, truly understands the sufferings of all beings, and understands the truth between heaven and earth.

What you see and what you experience are two different things.

Therefore, until the introduction of Tao Hunyuan and self-established Buddhism, Zhunti Taoists are still both Buddha and Tao, or Buddha is Tao.

Suddenly, Taoist Zhunti changed his expression, then quickly stood up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

This time, the guiding Taoist did not stop him.He chanted scriptures as always, completely unable to feel the outside world.

"Mr. Zhunti, there is an innate spirit treasure born in the east!"

Taoist Maitreya, with his breasts exposed, waited angrily at the gate of the temple.

As soon as he saw Taoist Zhunti come out, he immediately started talking incoherently.

"A five-color precious light illuminates the sky and the earth. Its brilliance is more dazzling than the sun, and it can be seen from the whole prehistoric world. In short, it must be an unknown treasure. This disciple is sure that he has never seen it before."

Taoist Zhunti had a complex expression, and a rare look of sadness appeared.

"Since it is a newly born treasure, how could you have seen it?"

He sighed in his heart, but he didn't blame Taoist Maitreya.

The West is too poor. In the battle between Dao and Demons, the innate spiritual treasures and innate spiritual embryos in the West were almost destroyed. The Four Swords of Immortals, which was built with the strength of the West, fell into the hands of those who looked down on the West the most.

Because they are poor, they are ignorant, and because they are ignorant, they make a fool of themselves.

Taoist Zhunti looked at Taoist Maitreya earnestly, and said: "The poor Taoist is going to the east. This treasure is destined for my Western religion!"

Taoist Maitreya was taken aback, he had heard the same words countless times, but only this time, he heard the confidence in Taoist Zhunti's tone.Full of doubts, he was about to ask questions, but Taoist Zhunti stopped him.

"Don't ask, don't speculate, this matter concerns all saints!"

Zhunti Taoist looked in the direction of Longhu Mountain, with infinite wisdom shining in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Of course he knew that all saints hoped that there would be an early bird to probe into the bottom of Taoist Wuji.No one dares to be careless about a Taoist who has successfully established the Tao.

The top-grade innate spirit treasure that was just born was to give the benefits of the first bird.

He thought about it, and after considering everything clearly, he took a step, crossed the infinite mountains, rivers and land, and appeared directly above Longhu Mountain.

From here we can see the horror of the saint.

To do this, Taoist Wuji still needs to open the portal of space with magic power, but if he is a quasi-spirited Taoist, he just needs to lift his legs.

(End of this chapter)