The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

"I only have one word of warning. If you don't want to enter Buddhism, you should stay away from these monks and don't have too much contact with them. Buddhism is so deep that it's really hard to fathom!"

The mountain god expressed a warning that he would never express in ordinary times, even though he knew that not far away, there was an unpredictable old monk preaching the scriptures.

Because he knew where the opportunity for the sentient beings in the mountains came from and who they came to. When he was seeking the Tao and Dharma, he didn't see any kind-hearted old monk teaching him the Dharma or sutras.

Of course, He could keep silent and accept these benefits directly. Anyway, the old monk who passed down the method didn't care about it anyway, and he had already been prepared to pay for it.

However, this move went against his original intention and was inconsistent with his will. It made him feel unhappy and difficult to relax. Therefore, he said these words even though he knew there was a risk of offending others.

"Thank you to the mountain god for your warning. Of course I don't want to enter Buddhism, nor do I want to come into contact with these bald donkeys. It's just that they want to kidnap my family dog ​​in front of me. I can't just ignore it, even if it's Even if the sword is put on his neck, I have to take my dog ​​back!"

Feng Qing'an turned around and bowed seriously to the mountain god in front of him to express his gratitude.

"Then go ahead, young master!"

Glancing at the ancient sword hanging on Feng Qing'an's waist, the mountain god chuckled. I don’t know if the old monk has cultivated some kind of Buddhist golden body, but even if he cultivates a golden body, he may not be able to block the edge of this sword.

"Um!"

The young man turned around and walked forward. He was not very big, but the sound of the Buddha reverberated everywhere in the mountain forest. He passed by the rats, rabbits, tigers, wolves, roe deer and deer who were quietly listening to the Dharma. He came to a place that stood like a small building. The best location, indulge in the Zen sound of Montenegro.

"How long do you plan to squat here before I wake up?"

Feng Qing'an hated Hei Shan and kicked Hei Shan's hind legs hard. He had been training hard in the Netherworld for so long, and he couldn't stand it after being yelled at by an old monk.

Ouch~

The scolding from the soul contract, coupled with the slight pain in the body, Heishan, who was chasing the Golden Light Baolun and exploring its secrets, suddenly woke up. When he lowered his head, he happened to see Feng Qing'an staring at him expressionlessly.

Ouch~

Heishan let out a whimper, and it instantly remembered the cause and effect, and understood how embarrassing its actions just now were, so the angry demon wolf cast its fierce gaze at the old monk.

"Shut up and stop howling!"

Seeing the birds and animals in the mountains around the old monk who were mesmerized by the Buddhist scriptures, Feng Qingan kicked Heishan on the hind legs again and scolded him in the soul contract.

He may not like Buddhist scriptures, and Heishan may not listen to them, because they all have their own perfect methods of practice, but they cannot ruin the opportunities of the sentient beings in this mountain.

For these birds and beasts, this is a supreme opportunity that can change their future destiny. Feng Qingan has already understood this from the mountain god. Among them, those who listen to the Dharma are not like the mountain gods. They want the Dharma but cannot get it, and they have nowhere to go. Findable little goblin.

"Come with me!"

Feng Qing'an glanced at the old monk sitting cross-legged among the flowers and grass, surrounded by Buddha's light. The old monk also raised his head at this moment, looked at him, smiled at him, and continued to turn the rosary beads in his hand and preach.

There seemed to be no surprise or surprise at his arrival. Treat Feng Qing'an as a human being as a member of all living beings in the mountains, and treat each other equally.

Although he didn't want to have anything to do with Buddhism, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but admire in his heart when he saw the old monk in such a posture. He was indeed an accomplished monk.

Woo~

Heishan let out an almost inaudible whimper from his throat, and the huge monster body suddenly turned into a wolfdog that was only taller than Feng Qingan's waist when he was squatting.

"go back!"

Feng Qing'an did not wake up those wolf monsters who were addicted to the Zen music. Since the mountain god said that there was nothing wrong with the Buddhist practice taught by the old monk, let them continue to listen, and the benefits they got were not in vain.

Although the Buddhist practice methods all have the meaning of salvation, and as you practice, you will have to become a monk, but this also requires you to practice to a certain level, and Buddhism does not require everything.

It doesn't mean you can enter Buddhism by practicing Buddhism. If you want to be a monk, you must have real abilities that can be justified, otherwise people will not accept waste.

Feng Qing'an felt that it was unlikely that these hundreds of wolf demons would cultivate themselves to the point where Buddhism would covet them without him taking action.

On the contrary, Heishan, who has the qualifications of a demon king, is definitely the object of the monk's covetousness. Not to mention the Buddhists' covetousness, even if the immortal cultivators see it, they still want it.

In this way, Feng Qing'an led Heishan back the same way. He was even prepared to be stopped by the old monk, so he kept his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to draw the sword at any time.

There is an air of injustice in his heart now. If the old monk dares to be unreasonable, then he will let the old monk know what truth is!

However, until Feng Qing'an took Heishan completely away, and even the sound of Buddha could not be heard, the old monk did not make any move to stop him.

But Feng Qingan didn't see it. When he really left with Heishan, the old monk who was still calmly preaching suddenly sweated like a waterfall, soaking the linen clothes on his body, and he was as wet as if he had been fished out of the water. It comes out the same.

Such a vision only existed in the old monk's body for a short breath. The birds and animals listening around him were immersed in the Zen sound and did not notice it. In the next moment, all the water vapor on the old monk's body evaporated and returned to form. He looks like an eminent monk who is not surprised at all.

Although all the principals had left, the old monk did not stop. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that a scroll of sutras was finished, and the birds and beasts woke up as if from a dream, in the Zen mood that seemed to still have lingering sounds. Come to your senses.

"That's it for today's lecture. Go back. If you have a chance in the future, you can come under my door!"

The eminent monk had a kind face and kind eyes, and there was no dispute among the birds and animals. The remaining sound of the Buddha made it difficult for them to have murderous intentions in their hearts. Even though their bellies were hungry, they did not kill the food that was readily available by bowing their heads.

Although all the birds and beasts dispersed, there were still some who stayed in place and refused to leave. But the old monk no longer wanted to talk anymore. With a flicker of his body, he dispersed in the sunlight like a mirror, a mirror, and a moon in the water.

“The scriptures speak well!”

Not far away, the elegant man in blue shirt who was listening with his hands behind his hands suddenly spoke.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk appeared behind Yashi and said the Buddha's name.

"It is truly a poor monk's luck to be praised by the mountain god!"

"It's a pity that the idea is not yet complete. There is only one volume of scriptures, so it is difficult to achieve the right result!"

"For an awakened person, one volume of sutras is enough! There are only birds and animals in the mountains. One volume of sutras can enlighten their spiritual wisdom, which is enough. Unfortunately, for you, the mountain god, one volume of sutras is of no use to you. !”

"good!"

The mountain god nodded and admitted that although this scripture was good, it was of no use to him now. He only appeared here because he was the mountain god.

"If the mountain god wants to read the whole chapter, he can come to my Bodhi Temple. Our temple contains the entire volume of the "Sutra of the Samurai King", as well as the "Mahivi Sutra" and "Nio Sutra"..."

"I am with this mountain, but I cannot enter Buddhism!"

Before the old monk finished speaking, he was interrupted by the elegant scholar in green shirt, who made his attitude clear.

"Buddha is everywhere. If the mountain god is willing, a poor monk can build a temple in the mountain!"

The old monk did not give up. He had been to many places and had extraordinary vision. He could see that the mountain god in front of him was completely different from ordinary mountain gods. If he could enter the temple, he could add a protector god with extraordinary combat power to the temple.

Although he was shocked just now, it did not disturb his thoughts. Although the mountain god in front of him was not his goal here, it was still an unexpected gain. If he could win over him, Bodhi Temple would have a real foothold in Dajin. .

“This mountain doesn’t need a temple!”

There was a coldness on the mountain god's face. His intention was very clear. If the monk still didn't know what was good for him and kept pestering him, don't blame him for being rude.

"Since the mountain god has no intention, then this matter will be revealed. However, there is one thing that the old monk must ask the mountain god for advice!"

"But there's no harm in talking!"

"The mountain god seems to be biased against me as a Buddhist?"

The old monk remained indifferent, with a smile on his ravaged old face, but the color of the Buddhist beads in his hand quietly changed, and the simple monk's clothes on his body also turned into a bright red cassock, with Ruyi beads, dust-free beads, and Fixed wind beads. There are also red agate, purple coral, and relics.

"If I were really biased against Buddhism, I wouldn't let you preach here!"

The mountain god did not even notice the changes in the old monk and turned a blind eye.

"The poor monk was quite confused. Why did the mountain god slander my Buddhism in front of that second young master?"

The old monk's smile faded at some point, and there was a tin staff in his hand. The rotating string of Buddhist beads had turned red, and there seemed to be evil spirits struggling among them.

"It's just telling the truth, no need to slander!"

Even if he knows that what he just said to Feng Qing'an has been heard by the old monk, the mountain god doesn't care. Doesn't the god of the mountain even have the qualifications to tell the truth? This old monk is good, but he hasn't let him know yet. He was so afraid.

"The mountain god really has a deep misunderstanding of our Buddhism. Since he is unwilling to take the initiative to enter my Bodhi Temple, the poor monk had no choice but to be rude and forcefully invite the mountain god to come into my temple and read thousands of Buddhist scriptures to understand the fallacy of the mountain god."

The old monk threw out the rosary beads in his hand, and the big red beads exploded. The phantoms of the demons that were easy to manifest before turned into twelve real, ugly and ferocious demons, riddled with blood. When they appeared, they settled down. In this land, the vegetation has withered and all life has been lost.

"Buddha is everywhere? Fifteen hundred years ago, I sought Dharma and asked, "Why don't I see the Buddha when my life span is exhausted and I am getting old?" Thousands of years ago, I was invited to the temple to meditate on Buddhist scriptures. I walked around the mountain for a hundred years without making any progress. Why don’t you come and invite me?”

Although the mountain god was asking questions, his expression became more and more indifferent. He didn't even look at the demon for fear of showing his teeth and claws. He just turned around and looked at the old monk who no longer showed any trace of simplicity.

"Amitabha, mountain god, you have entered into karmic obstacles and need to resolve them by chanting Buddhist sutras..."

Boom——

Under the blue sky and white sun, thunder falls from the sky, which symbolizes the power of the heaven and the earth. With just one blow, the evil-killing power of destroying evil spirits instantly makes the twelve evil spirits around the mountain god disappear into ashes and become eroded by the evil spirit of the demons. But all the withered grass and trees were restored at this moment, and not a single leaf was damaged!

The green thunder falling from the sky made the old monk's unspoken words choke in his throat. He looked at the elegant scholar in green shirt in front of him with a stunned look on his face, because he did not feel any flow of mana, changes in the energy of the earth's veins, just the sky Suddenly thunder fell.

"I don't need to worship your Buddha, let alone read thousands of Buddhist scriptures!"

In Feng Qing'an's impression, although the description of the elegant scholar in green clothes has remained roughly the same, his eyes like black jade have turned into golden vertical pupils at this moment, with supreme majesty, like a dragon looking down at the ants in the mortal world, staring at Old monk.

Just by looking at it, the many orbs and spiritual objects inlaid on the seven treasures cassock of the old monk exploded one after another. The tin staff in his hand broke and exploded on the spot, turning into a short stick. The old monk returned to his original simple and unpretentious appearance. The appearance is a bit more funny and ridiculous.

"God-given mountain god?! This is impossible!"

The old monk looked at the short stick in his hand in disbelief. Although he had expected that the mountain god was very extraordinary, he did not expect it to be so extraordinary.

The god of mountains and rivers, he saw not only a thousand, but also eight hundred, but the only one who could make him so embarrassed and lose his Zen mind was the one in front of him.

He has never seen such a god. The gods of mountains and rivers in this world are almost all monks who are accomplished in cultivation, or they are spirits and monsters that have become climates, occupying the earth veins, or controlling water veins.

He has only heard that in ancient times, or even in the more distant ancient times, there were sacred mountains that contained gods. However, these innate holiness have long since disappeared and only exist in classics.

The person in front of me is definitely not a god who was conceived by the mountains. The path he takes is the true way of the earth. He does not rely on incense or magic power, but is given by heaven.

"I think you have the power to enlighten the souls of the people in this mountain. I will spare your life today. If you dare to offend me in the future, I will send you to the Pure Land of Buddhism in advance. Don't say anything unforeseen!"

"The young monk has been taught, thank the mountain god for not killing, and forgive the young monk for his unintentional offense!"

The old monk was truly humble at this moment. Even though the mountain god had disappeared in front of him, he repeatedly thanked the mountain god for the place where he originally stood.

After getting no response, the old monk left the mountain with the wind at his feet. It was not until he entered the temple where the incense was increasingly prosperous that he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved for the time being.

But after taking a look at his embarrassed posture, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Five hundred years of accumulation are now wiped out in an instant because of one careless word! It's really a sin, so good!"

But after all, he is a monk with advanced cultivation. He did not feel lost for a long time because the Buddha treasures on his body were completely destroyed. Instead, he couldn't help but sigh.

"This place is indeed the place where Governor Feng was born, with deep spiritual accumulation. His younger brother is also as expected by the poor monk, and has a lot of wisdom, but he never expected that there is such a mountain god here.

This matter is beyond the power of a poor monk to decide. He should go to the prison to report to the temple and bring all the fellow disciples here! "

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If you want to see the latest chapter content, please download the Star app, which has no ads and free latest chapter content. The latest chapter content is no longer updated on the website, but the latest chapter content is updated on the Star APP.

He took a big breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Star app, the latest chapter content is free of ads and free of charge

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...

This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation was successful...

The body and appearance have changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.

He turned into a completely different person!

Could it be...that he traveled through time?

In addition to the mirror placed by the bedside, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.

Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.

"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"

"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"

"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"

Shi Yu:? ? ?

The names of the first two books are pretty normal, UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔ What happened to the last one?

"cough."

Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.

Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.

Icefield City.

Pet animal breeding base.

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