Helping each other with countless me

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain

Caomiao Village

Li Zhongren looked at the sky in the distance quietly.

The sky is full of morning glow.

As the saying goes, the sunset travels a thousand miles, but the morning glow never leaves.

"It will probably rain today."

"Second brother, are you there?"

A voice broke the silence, and a child's head emerged from behind the door of the ruined temple. A pair of simple eyes looked at Li Zhongren quietly.

"I'm not here."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhang Xiaofan laughed out loud.

"Second brother, my father is taking us to the city, won't you come with us?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I have enemies in the city, otherwise why do you think I would leave Heyang City and hide in this small village."

"Ouch"

"Then can I come back to you in the future?"

"certainly."

In the end, Zhang Xiaofan left and followed his parents into the city.

"I'll take away your destiny and give you an ordinary life."

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's back, Li Zhongren murmured in his heart.

Fifteen years ago, he came to this world.

At first, he just thought that he had traveled to an ancient world, but as time passed, he realized that he had traveled to the world of "Zhu Xian".

In the original work, the description of the world of "Zhu Xian" basically focuses on cultivators, but in fact, this is a world similar to most cultivation novels, with cultivators, mortals, and countries.

If I have to make an analogy, it is somewhat similar to "Naruto".

Naruto is one country and one village, the daimyo is responsible for the economy and the shadow is responsible for the military.

This world is similar. Every territory where a large sect is located has a big country. Between the big countries, there are some small countries and small sects that serve as buffers.

Therefore, this is a world where the extraordinary and the ordinary merge. In other words, in this world, class is basically fixed.

As for the imperial examination, it was not something that a refugee like him could play around with. In his previous life, he had struggled to get into a junior college.

Naturally, he began to plan his own life.

Finally, he made a bold decision.

He wants to take away the life that belongs to Zhang Xiaofan.

Or to be more precise, it was Zhang Xiaofan’s chance.

After all, the place where he was born was near Heyang City, which gave him the possibility to operate.

So, he turned into a beggar and came to Caomiao Village, deliberately pretending to be dead in front of Zhang Xiaofan's house.

Speaking of this, Li Zhongren discovered something. I don't know why, but his acting skills are very good. Even the movie kings and movie queens in the previous life can't compare with him, because he can really bring himself into the world. In a certain role, when he is acting, he is that person, but at the same time, 'himself' seems to be able to watch everything quietly from a third-person perspective without being too involved in the play. Not coming.

It was precisely through this ability that he easily deceived Zhang Xiaofan's family.

He said that his family suffered a catastrophe, and the whole family survived on their own. They hid here and hid all the way. They were grateful for the life-saving grace, so they gave Zhang Xiaofan's father's cooking skills to repay the life-saving grace.

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaofan is very talented in cooking, and so is his father. He quickly learned a lot of cuisines, and then, under his instigation, he applied for a job in a restaurant in the city and passed directly. , and happily moved to the city with his wife and children.

So, back to what he just said.

He allowed Zhang Xiaofan's family to live an ordinary life at the expense of his future opportunities.

He felt that even if Zhang Xiaofan came back in the future, he would probably not object to this deal, probably.

One day, Li Zhongren came back from working. When he opened the door, he saw an old monk appearing in the temple.

Although he was wearing a worn-out cassock, it was dirty, but there was no peculiar smell. On the contrary, even from a few meters away, you could smell the smell of sandalwood. He held a string of jasper-colored beads in his hand, which was illuminated by the sunlight. It gives people a crystal clear feeling.

Li Zhongren didn't understand gems, but he knew that there was no glass in this world, so this kind of glass-like thing was definitely valuable.

Of course, there is a strange rosary among this rosary. It is neither jade nor stone. It is dark purple with red tints and its surface is also somewhat mottled.

If he guessed correctly, this is a bloodthirsty bead.

Finally, a year after Zhang Xiaofan left Caomiao Village, he arrived in Puzhi.

"Amitabha, you are disturbing the little layman."

The old monk took a look at Li Zhongren, and then looked at this somewhat popular grass temple. He instantly understood that this little beggar had always lived here.

"Master, you're welcome. There is no owner here. Anyone can stay here."

"No, no, although there is no owner here, the little layman has kept it in order. After all, it was me who disturbed it."

The old monk smiled and nodded, and then looked at the young man with a little more appreciation in his eyes.

Because, from his words and deeds, he could see that this little beggar was literate. Since he was reduced to a beggar, it would only mean that his family was in ruins. However, from the other person's eyes, he did not see those things at all. Negative emotions, such as hatred, sadness, and so on, on the contrary, some are just calmness, a bit like Buddhist letting go.

It's a pity that this child's qualifications are average and he is a bit too old. Otherwise, with this kind of character, he can pass through the door.

"Master, please help yourself, I have to prepare dinner."

"good."

At dusk, there was no sunset. On the contrary, the entire sky was overcast and heavy, and the air seemed depressing.

Outside the Cao Temple, Li Zhongren used branches to fiddle with the bonfire. On top of the fire was pottery, in which were cooked batter, vegetables, and a few pieces of dried fish.

Gududu~

Gududu~

The batter kept bubbling, and the air was filled with fragrance.

"Gu~~"

In the grass temple, there was a sound of gastrointestinal peristalsis. It was the old monk.

Li Zhongren looked over in search of the voice. The old monk was a little embarrassed.

"Master, if you don't mind, can we have some together?"

"Amitabha, a monk, does not eat meat or fish"

"Master, I'm in trouble."

"How do you say this?"

The old monk couldn't help but be curious.

"After drinking meat and wine, it remains in the heart of the Buddha. Master, do you believe in the Buddha? Or do you believe in the rules and precepts?"

"Um??"

Hearing this, the old monk sat up straight and his eyes lit up. When he looked at the young man, he even showed a little more affection for him.

Because this coincided with his state of mind.

Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation is immortality.

However, these people now are simply putting the cart before the horse.

He has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, but he has never penetrated the secret of immortality. Finally, five years ago, he came up with a crazy idea, which was to combine the strengths of each family. The devil is cruel and does not take into consideration, so he thought of Buddhism. Concurrently.

Only then did he come to visit the leader of the righteous path, Qingyunmen, many times.

It's a pity that even the best person in the world, Master Daoxuan, still has a sectarian view. Even if he said that he would exchange the supreme Buddhist method "Brahma Prajna" for "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao", Master Daoxuan would not agree.

Isn't this what it is?

"Hey, if that's the case, I won't be polite."

"The little layman's craftsmanship is really good."

After taking a mouthful of batter, the old monk's eyes lit up. He originally thought that the batter would be very fishy, ​​but it was full of fish flavor, but there was no fishy smell. Instead, it was full of the sweetness of rice noodles, the fragrance of green vegetables, and other things. The aroma of meat that I remembered when I was young hundreds of years ago

"Why doesn't this fish smell fishy?"

"Remove all the fish's teeth, scales, and black membranes, marinate it with salt and spices, and dry it in the sun to remove the fishy smell."

"Ha, little layman is quite luxurious."

In this world, salt is easy to say. Although it is expensive, you can always eat it as long as you are willing to put in the effort. But this spice is something that people who are not rich and powerful do not even think about it.

"Picked from the mountains."

Li Zhongren smiled and pointed to the hill outside Caomiao Village.

"Man, at this moment, at that moment, my family was in decline and I was reduced to a beggar, but I couldn't do everything as I wished. No, I found several kinds of spices on the mountain, wild pepper, wild pepper, and wild onions. Dry it and grind it into powder and marinate it with fish. It can be delicious occasionally. "

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing what Li Zhongren said, the old monk laughed again.

"The little layman's mind is really broad."

"What can I do if I am not generous? People, sorrow is just one day, happiness is also one day. Furthermore, compared to others, I can still breathe, I can still eat, I still have hands and feet, what else is there to be dissatisfied about? What about?”

It's late at night.

Li Zhongren had already fallen asleep in the haystack.

On the side, the old monk sat cross-legged and meditated, crushing Buddhist beads in his hands, and chanting unknown scriptures. After all, he was a powerful monk. Even though Li Zhongren couldn't understand it, he still felt refreshed. These dozen The many hidden injuries sustained on my body over the years seemed to have healed overnight.

"It's a pity, it's a pity"

There was thunder and lightning outside, and heavy rain fell.

The old monk took a few more glances at Li Zhongren through the light of lightning.

The more he looked at this young man, the more he liked him. However, he was already five hundred years old, but he didn't know how many years he had left to live. He wanted to solve the mystery of immortality, but he didn't have the time or energy to recruit disciples. However, He cannot accept a disciple. Tomorrow, before he leaves Caomiao Village, he can ask him if he is willing to join Tianyin Temple and leave it to other brothers.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Puzhi stood up fiercely, and in a flash, he was already outside the temple gate.

In the sky, there was a black mist, as thick as ink, rolling in the sky. He could smell a fishy smell from a long distance away.

Suddenly, the black air fell to the village, lifted up again, and flew away into the distance.

"So brave!!"

Puzhi roared angrily and stamped his foot. The ground instantly cracked. He flew directly into the dark clouds and landed again, with a child in his hand.

Obviously, he had just seen people in the mist abduct a child in the village, and he was a little surprised. Could this evil heretic be sick and do such a thing at the foot of Qingyun Gate? Don't you know how to write the word "death"?

However, after he saw the child, he instantly understood.

"What a qualification."

“Good qualifications”

Even though he is five hundred years old, he can't help but want to accept him as his apprentice.

"Stinky monk, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, you are seeking death!"

In the sky, black mist lingered there. Suddenly, an angry voice came from inside, and then, a piece of red flag cloth more than two lengths seemed to float out of the black mist. In an instant, the entire grass The temple village is filled with gloomy winds and ghostly aura!

"Poisonous Blood Banner! Evil man, you dare to practice such an evil thing that destroys all conscience and harms the world. I will never spare you today."

Puzhi knows that this poisonous blood flag needs human blood to be refined, especially when refining, the person cannot die yet, and the more painful it is to draw blood while alive, the more powerful this poisonous blood flag will be, and the length of the two battles, at least Killed hundreds or even thousands of people.

Originally, he held a young man in his hand, a very talented young man. He didn't want to fight this demonic man, but when he saw the poisonous blood flag, he finally couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

After reciting the phrase "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, the whole body was filled with golden light, like an Arhat in the sky.

Seeing that the old monk was showing his true intentions, the person hidden in the black mist also completely activated the poisonous blood flag. A huge evil ghost like a hill crawled out of the poisonous blood flag, with a huge palm. He walked straight towards the old monk Puzhi.

"Ha! Are the pearls of rice also emitting brilliance?"

Pu Zhi saw that the opponent not only did not run away, but even dared to fight back, he laughed angrily. It is known to the whole world that his Tianyin Temple method is the most restrained in these evil ways. When Buddhism encounters evil spirits, it is like a hot knife inserted into lard. !

However, at this moment, Puzhi felt a sharp pain in his armpit.

Suddenly the golden light surrounding him shattered, and the evil ghost's palm slapped Puzhi's chest heavily.

Li Zhongren looked out through the crack in the temple door.

Everything seems to be similar to what was recorded in the original book.

Originally, Pu Zhi had the advantage, but unfortunately, he was tricked by Taoist Cangsong, and he immediately fell into a disadvantage. Then, Taoist Cangsong also directly stated his intention to take away the bloodthirsty beads. Naturally, Pu Zhi would not agree. Both parties Let’s fight together again.

Until that line of words rang through Li Zhongren's ears.

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is used to attract it with the sword!"

There was a thunder in the sky, and Li Zhongren felt as if his brain had been hit hard by a hammer. After that, he didn't know anything anymore.

"Little layman."

Li Zhongren slowly opened his eyes and saw the battle-damaged version of Pu Zhi. The monk's clothes on his body seemed to have been burned by fire. There was a black aura all over his body. He knew that the battle between the other party and Cangsong was over. , struggling to run out of oil and lanterns, and beat away the pines, but he was also about to die.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Nearly dead"

Puzhi sighed, sat next to Li Zhongren, and then told Li Zhongren everything that had just happened, including his delusions of course. He asked Li Zhongren to learn the Buddhist method and then join Taoism. As a result, his longevity in Buddhism can break the mystery of immortality.

"Master, are you really okay with telling me this?"

Li Zhongren looked at Puzhi quietly for a long time and then said.

"If it were a normal child, it would be bad, but the maturity of the little layman's mind is beyond the reach of ordinary adults. You can't deceive the little layman by lying. This is why I woke up the little layman, because this child... "

Pu Zhi pointed at Lin Jingyu.

"His talent is so high that it is rare in the world, but his character is immature and he cannot hide this big secret. Young layman, you have average talent, but your character is very high and it is rare in the world. Of course you can hide this big secret."

"How about it, little layman, are you willing to fulfill my old wish?"

"certainly."

After a long moment, Li Zhongren nodded. He knew that this old man would kill all the people in Caomiao Village in a while. Even if he disagreed, it was already too late.

"If Qingyun Sect is willing to accept me as a disciple and protect me and him."

"Qingyun Sect is the leader of the righteous path after all, and will not ignore death."

Pu Zhi nodded slightly.

"Then, little layman, please listen to this...Buddhist sound of Lao Na"