Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

Chapter 087: Standing in the alms bowl

Standing in front of the temple from late night to early morning, Liao Jie desperately hoped that the monks would return to Buyu Temple.

"Morning, host!"

But none of the monks came back. Only the little girl came up early to help.

He nodded towards Tangtang, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart.

"Masters, haven't you gotten up yet? It's so quiet in the temple today."

"..."

There was no response from him, and he silently led the little girl to work.

Tomorrow is the official porridge day. Although most of the preparations have been completed, the number of workers has dropped sharply, and the two of them have been very busy throughout the day.

Tangtang was so tired that her back ached and her old bones almost fell apart.

"I'm so tired. Tangtang went down the mountain to rest."

When the little girl yawned and wanted to leave, Su Xue held her back this time.

"Ok?"

The old monk motioned to Tangtang to follow him, and then led her to a clean, vacant room.

"Here, can Tangtang stay in the temple today?"

Nod, nod.

Great, I was already very tired today, and I was even more tired when I had to go down the mountain to go back to the woodshed to sleep. It would be best if I could live directly on the mountain.

The little girl smiled and thanked her, then fell asleep as soon as she was wrapped in quilt.

After Liaojue silently closed the door for her, he returned to his room thinking about it.

The stone bed had been overturned, and the "Entering Ding Sutra" hanging on the wall was stained with purple blood.

Only the pale golden alms bowl was as spotless as before.

Sitting on the futon, I stared at the meditation bowl, and an idea gradually came to my mind.

Such a large monastery is destined to be unable to be maintained by an elderly monk alone.

Buyu Temple can collapse, but the inheritance must not be interrupted!

So......

Closing his eyes, Liaojue made the most difficult decision in his life.

....................

"line up"

"One bowl per person, don't take more."

The strong aroma of porridge wafted out from the big pot, and there was an endless stream of people queuing up the mountain to receive the porridge.

"Little girl, why are you making porridge for us this time? Where are the masters?" someone asked curiously.

"I don't know, but as long as there is porridge to drink, Tangtang thinks it will be the same no matter who fights."

indeed!

The man nodded with deep understanding, received the porridge and went down the mountain happily.

It's busiest in the morning, and the crowds are much less crowded at noon.

After the host Jue replaced him, Tangtang also joined the team and planned to queue up for a bowl of porridge.

"Little girl, why are you waiting in line? Come to the front."

"Yes, yes, I have been busy for a long time. Let's have some porridge to fill our stomach."

Seeing that Tangtang looked embarrassed and refused to jump in line, people pushed her to the front of the line.

Gollum-

Tangtang inhaled the aroma of the porridge and felt even hungrier.

At this time, Liaojue smiled and handed a pale golden alms bowl filled with porridge into her hand.

"Hey, thank you for hosting~"

She found a big stone and sat on it. After Tangtang blew the porridge to cool down, she ate it one bite at a time.

As she was eating, she suddenly discovered that there seemed to be many small words engraved on the alms bowl.

Without much effort, Tangtang recognized these small characters, the first being the word "closed".

This is a Zen method in which you cannot speak after practicing it. The little girl just looked at it and passed by, not interested at all.

Next is the "Entering Meditation Sutra", which can be recited orally or mentally. As long as the aspiration is strong enough and combined with the alms bowl, even immortals can be suppressed.

Wow, what a great look!

After all the porridge was in her stomach, Tangtang saw the last paragraph of small print.

The magic weapon is called the Immobilizing Bowl. The mouth of the bowl is facing the evil demon and the outsider. If you shout "Ding", you can immobilize the opponent.

According to the cultivation level of the person being immobilized, each immobilization effect lasts for at least one breath (for immortals) and for a longest time of one stick of incense (for those who have not been upgraded).

.........................

After filling her stomach, the little girl was about to return the alms bowl to Sue, but he waved his hand repeatedly.

The old monk pointed to the alms bowl and then to Tangtang, indicating that this alms bowl is given to you.

"Eh?"

Of course, Tangtang really wanted an alms bowl. After all, with an alms bowl, she would not have to worry about going hungry in Sang Country.

but......

"Is this something important?"

Of course it is the most important thing. All the inheritance of Buyu Temple is on this.

But precisely because it is such an important Buddha treasure, we cannot let it be buried with us.

Liaojue's face turned serious. He took the pale gold alms bowl, then held it in both hands and solemnly handed it to Tangtang's hand.

"Really give it to me?"

Nod, nod.

In this way, the little girl no longer refuses.

After washing the alms bowl with clean water, Tangtang happily received it into her package.

After helping Jue clean up the soup kitchen site again, she was ready to leave.

"Host, Tangtang is gone, goodbye!"

After hearing Tangtang say that she was leaving, this time I felt no loneliness in my heart, but instead felt peaceful.

Putting his hands together, the old monk bowed slightly towards the little girl.

Have a good trip, little benefactor, so good, so good.

.....................

Zhao Guo, Painted Skin Pavilion.

With a bang, the tea cup hit Wu Xiang's feet. The Pavilion Master of Painted Skin Pavilion pointed at his disciple and was so angry that he could not speak.

"Master, calm down"

Wu Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "Although Green Snake was captured by that man, it is definitely not worth the loss for him to fall out with Qian Chishi over this."

"What green snake? Now you still want to hide it from me!"

Finally taking a breath, the fat man said angrily: "Who ruined your cultivation? Who!"

"Disciple, my cultivation has not been damaged."

"But your Taoist heart is broken. Once your Taoist heart is broken, your cultivation level will never be higher than that person's in the future!"

If those who have broken the Taoist mind of Wuxiang cannot be promoted in their lifetime, then Wuxiang will also be unable to be promoted in their lifetime.

Even if that person is promoted, Wu Xiang cannot be promoted until that person attains immortality.

However, the Pavilion Master of Painted Skin Pavilion has Qianmian, and he expects immortality from his disciples!

Once Wu Xiang has achieved immortality, relying on the body of the 'Shadowless Demon Lord', he/she will be invincible among the immortals.

But now...

"Which immortal is it?"

"Master, calm down, she, she is not an immortal, and she has not been promoted."

what? !

How can a practitioner who has not been promoted break your Taoist heart?

You have inherited the name of Wuxiang in vain, you have disappointed me so much.

Qian Mian stared at the disciple who bowed his head and said nothing with a sullen expression. After a while, he returned to his room, took out a gourd and handed it to Wu Xiang.

"This is the soul-leaving gourd"

"Ordinary upgraded people will be injured by the shock of three souls and seven souls when sucked by this gourd. Those who have not been upgraded will definitely die."

Qian Mian said coldly: "Take this gourd and break your inner demon now!"

Chapter 088

When it came to this matter, there was nothing Wuxiang could do.

In short, agree first, and then slowly wait for time to figure out a solution.

"Master, this disciple will leave."

"and many more!"

Qian Mian frowned and called to his disciple: "You are in a state of mind now. Even if you go to find that person under my pressure, you will definitely be delaying time in every possible way. I don't know when you will come back."

"Disciple doesn't dare, Master, please be at ease..."

A whirlpool seemed to have formed in Qian Mian's eyes, sucking out all the memories that Wu Xiang had hidden deep in his heart that he never wanted to recall again.

In the alley, there is a girl with two pigtails on her head, an incense burner, a trolley, and the Dong family.

When Wu Xiang, who was looking dazed, suddenly came to his senses, Qian Mian had already completed Tangtang's portrait.

"As soon as you send someone to find out her exact whereabouts, you can set off immediately."

"The master will calculate the time of return. If you don't return in time, the master will have to take action personally."

Patting the disciple on the shoulder, Qian Mian said earnestly: "Don't let me down, master. This Painted Skin Pavilion will eventually be handed over to you in the future."

"Yes!" Wu Xiang's face was a little pale, but he could only solemnly say yes.

.......................

Tangtang, who had no idea that she had been targeted by Painted Skin Pavilion, was making a great attempt at this moment.

When we came to a steamed stuffed bun shop, the little girl was shaking her alms bowl and shaking it, giving some hints to the boss.

"?"

Why doesn't this little guy buy buns and hang out in front of my door?

"hey-hey"

Tangtang smiled at the boss who looked puzzled, and shook the alms bowl in her hand even more vigorously.

Ah, could it be that you are here to beg for alms?

But the little guy doesn't look like a nun.

The boss thought for a while, and finally took a plain bag and put it in the light golden alms bowl.

Anyway, it’s just a bun. The little one must be very hungry, so just give it to her.