I saw a gray-robed monk standing twenty or thirty steps away.
He is tall and thin, with a pale face. His old face is etched with the vicissitudes of time, and he carries an old Buddhist cage on his back.
Meeting Wang Chen's eyes, the old monk smiled faintly, put his hands together and bowed.
"The poor monk has no appearance in Landuo Temple. I have met my little friend."
Wang Chen took a deep breath, raised his palms and said in return: "Wang Chen, an inner disciple of the Yunyang Sect, has met the master."
The other party looked old and frail.
But in this wilderness, in the hinterland of the evil nest, it was midnight again.
It was extremely difficult for Wang Chen, who was carrying a big secret, to stay calm when such a person suddenly appeared.
The moment he turned around, he blessed the spiritual eye technique.
As a result, the cultivation strength of this phaseless monk could not be seen at all!
Monk? Master? Zen master?
Wang Chen didn't dare to think any further.
The names of Buddhism’s cultivation realms are different from those of Taoism. Novice, monk, mage, Zen master, and Vajra respectively correspond to Mortal Transformation, Lianqi, Zifu, Golden Pill, and Nascent Soul.
He was 100% sure that the old monk in front of him could never be an ordinary monk.
There are probably more than just mages!
Anyway, there is no problem in crushing him.
Wang Chen had no choice but to pull out the Yunyang Sect's tiger skin, hoping to make the other party have some scruples.
Originally he wanted to give himself a fake name.
But his intuition told Wang Chen.
In front of this old monk, this approach is extremely ridiculous!
The other party didn't have the slightest malice.
Therefore, while Wang Chen reported his family status, he also suppressed the urge to use the Shadowless Spirit to escape.
"It turns out to be a young friend from the Yunyang Sect."
Wuxiang smiled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I have a cause and effect that needs to be settled here. Please forgive me, little friend."
The old monk was so polite that Wang Chen felt a little embarrassed: "Master, please feel free to do so."
He actually became very curious.
I don’t know what kind of medicine the other party is selling in his gourd!
But there is no malice for sure.
Otherwise, just take action and capture him, there is no need to talk so much nonsense.
Wuxiang's eyes fell on Wang Chen's hand: "Little friend, can I borrow your shovel?"
Wang Chen's heart skipped a beat and he immediately held out the shovel in his hand.
"Thank you."
Wu Xiang took the shovel Wang Chen lifted with his magic power.
Then he started digging next to him.
Wang Chen saw that his every move was no different from ordinary people.
I just feel so inscrutable!
Wu Xiang quickly dug out a dusty urn from the soil.
He held the jar in his hand and said softly: "You can come out now."
After a while, a young girl in a plain skirt floated out of the graveyard with a hand-held lantern.
She looked at Wuxiang timidly, hesitating and not daring to get close.
Wu Xiang showed a look of compassion and said softly: "My child, I'm here to take you home."
Wang Chen was shocked when he witnessed this scene.
Because this girl is clearly a puppet with a lantern.
But under his spiritual vision, he still maintained his human appearance.
After hearing Wu Xiang's words, the girl no longer hesitated and flew towards the jar of ashes held by the other party.
Disappeared in an instant!
Wu Xiang stretched out his hand to brush off the clay on the surface of the jar and carefully put it into the Buddha cage behind him.
Wang Chen couldn't help but ask: "Master, who is this?"
He just killed dozens of lantern puppets!
"A poor man."
Wu Xiang sighed: "The poor monk was entrusted by someone to find her and return her to her hometown so that the dead soul can rest in peace."
Wang Chen saluted: "Master is merciful, so good."
Wuxiang replied: "The poor monk observes that my little friend has a great destiny with my Buddha."
Wang Chen suddenly became alert and said with a dry smile: "This junior is a disciple of the Taoist sect. The master is too high-minded."
Although this old monk has no evil thoughts, he looks like a highly enlightened monk.
But Wang Chen is really afraid that the other person will say "I am destined to be a Buddha" and then kidnap him and shave his head!
The original owner had actually heard similar stories before!
Wu Xiang shook his head: "Fellow Taoist, at a young age, he has practiced Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa to the point where he has attained the golden body. This talent is one of the best even in the Tianlong Temple in the Western Regions."
Wang Chen was dumbfounded, and immediately straightened his back: "Master, this junior already has a disciple!"
If the other party really wants to dominate, then he...
You can only admit defeat.
As the saying goes, a good man never suffers immediate losses, but his knees cannot be weak. He still needs to have moral integrity as a monk!
However, Wang Chen thought too much.
Wu Xiang smiled: "The Buddha saves the destined people, and the poor monk has no intention of forcing it."
He took out a jade slip and held it in his hand, and a faint light shone.
"Meeting each other is fate, so I will give this three-level technique of Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa to my little friend!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the jade slip and the shovel appeared in front of Wang Chen in an instant!
Wang Chen's mind was shaken violently.
This old monk not only saw through his Tianlong Vajra Dharma cultivation, but also gave him the subsequent exercises.
And it looks like a jade slip made directly on site!
Wang Chen had previously inquired from the Sihai Chamber of Commerce that the last six levels of the Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa were not for sale.
If you want to learn, you can only go to Buddhism to seek it!
In fact, considering the influence of Tianlong's true form, Wang Chen has no intention of continuing to practice this technique.
Unexpectedly, Wuxiang gave him a set directly!
Na Wuxiang continued: "It's not that the poor monk is hiding something secret. The upper three levels of Tianlong Vajra's dharma are the secrets of Tianlong Temple that are not taught. It can only be understood by observing the treasure of the temple, the True Soul Map of the Mighty Tianlong."
He flicked his finger.
A bead glowing with pale golden light immediately appeared in front of Wang Chen's eyes!
"This Dragon Subduing Relic has the function of suppressing the true form of the Heavenly Dragon of the Sea of Consciousness. I give it to my little friend together."
Looking at the jade slips and relics floating in front of me.
Wang Chen's thoughts were racing.
He immediately bowed and said: "The elders dare not refuse the gift, but the younger generation is ashamed to accept it."
Then Wang Chen took out the newly dug wood essence from the storage bag and presented it to Wu Xiang.
"This is a little thought from this junior, please accept it with your grace, Master!"
Buddhism attaches great importance to cause and effect. Don't just take things from a monk for free.
Wang Chen accepted the skills and relics presented by Wu Xiang, and returned the treasures he had fought for with his life.
Putting aside the value, we are evenly matched!
Wuxiang smiled and took the wood essence.
Wang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and saluted again: "Junior, I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."
Wuxiang put his palms together: "See you again if we are destined."
He watched Wang Chen's figure disappear into the vast night.
Stand still and stay still.
After almost a stick of incense, a brilliant sword light shot through the sky like lightning.
Landed in front of Wuxiang.
The sword light dissipated, and a beautiful lady in palace attire appeared and asked in a cold voice: "May I ask the eminent monk why you are here?"
Wu Xiang saluted and said, "I'm here to settle a cause and effect."
The beauty in palace clothes looked around and asked, "Is it over then?"
There was a hint of aggression in her tone, as sharp as an unsheathed sword.
The beauty in palace clothes just received a message from the Supreme Elder of the gate, saying that an expert appeared near the outer mountain gate.
Take her to investigate.
The palace-dressed beauty Yu Jian searched for a long time before she found this place.
Unexpectedly, the so-called master is actually a monk!
She doesn't have the slightest fondness for Buddhist people.
If he wasn't afraid of the opponent's mystery, he would have directly drawn his sword and faced each other!
"It's over."
Wu Xiang didn't pay attention to the attitude of the beauty in palace clothes: "The poor monk will leave now."
Beauty in palace attire: "I won't give it away."
Before she finished speaking, she launched her flying sword again, turning into a streak of light and shooting straight into the sky.
Wu Xiang walked forward with the Buddhist cage on his back, slowly passing through the mass graves.
"Happiness and sorrow return to the dust. All living beings suffer. We can only overcome it by ourselves..."
Sanskrit whispers spread in all directions.
Ghosts that seemed both real and illusory appeared among the deserted tombs.
They all saluted Wu Xiang.
Then it disappeared silently between heaven and earth.
The color of Wuxiang's compassion is heavier, and the thin body faintly reveals the light of Buddha.
Walking alone towards the distance.
At this time, Wang Chen had already returned to his home.
A pounding heart finally calmed down.
What happened tonight was too exciting.
Especially the old monk Wuxiang, whose cultivation strength is unfathomable, there may be no one in the entire Yunyang Sect who can match him.
Wang Chen can be proud of being able to communicate with others politely!
He was really under a lot of pressure at that time.
And this incident also reminded Wang Chen that he could no longer wander around in foreign lands casually in the future.
He is about to enter the inner door.
It’s time to take it seriously and be patient for a while!
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