While Huang Xianren was still confused, a boy with two meatballs on his head came forward, clasped his hands towards Qin Tian, and said respectfully.
Debt collector?
Huang Xianren frowned, obviously very confused.
This fairy boy seems to have extraordinary strength, and his cultivation level may even be higher than his own. Why does he respect Qin Tian so much and call him "sir"?
Who is Qin Tian?
Qin Tian did not notice the change in Huang Xianren's expression at this time, but looked at Red Boy and said, "I came to see Guanyin Bodhisattva. Is she in there now?"
Guanyin?!
Huang Xianren was even more surprised.
Who doesn’t know that Guanyin Bodhisattva’s dojo is in the Purple Bamboo Forest of Mount Putuo.
The distance between Shizai Peak and Purple Bamboo Forest is hundreds of thousands of kilometers at least. Even Sun Wukong cannot reach Purple Bamboo Forest in the blink of an eye.
But who would have expected that the ball-headed boy in front of him nodded and replied, "The Bodhisattva is worshiping the Buddha inside."
Red Boy paused, caught a glimpse of the tied-up Huang Xianren beside him, and asked doubtfully, "Master Debt Collector, this person is..."
"This is a weasel."
Qin Tian just introduced it without explaining too much.
Red Boy didn't ask any more questions. He pointed towards the bamboo forest and said respectfully, "Sir, debt collector, can I take you in to find the Bodhisattva?"
"good."
Qin Tian nodded, picked up Huang Xianren, and followed Red Boy's footsteps into the purple bamboo forest.
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"Lord Debt Collector, are my father and mother okay?"
On the way, Honghaier asked.
Qin Tian was familiar with the roads in Zizhu Forest, and logically speaking, he didn't need anyone to guide him. He just wanted to find out about the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan from Qin Tian.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "It's good. The mortal world is in chaos now. The Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan are trying to quell the chaos. After the things here are resolved, I will go and join them."
Bull Demon King, Iron Fan Princess?
Huang Xianren turned his head and glanced at the ball-headed boy in front of him. Could it be that this person is Red Boy?
"Is this kid acting?"
Shizai Peak arrived at Mount Putuo in the blink of an eye, which already caused Huang Xianren to question it.
Now that I see Red Boy respecting Qin Tian so much, I don't believe it even more.
Who is this red boy? He is the one who even made Sun Wukong stumble.
His parents are the famous Bull Demon King, Princess Iron Fan, and a good-luck boy who lives under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
How could such a heavyweight have such respect for such a boy?
Huang Xianren only knew that the old monster with yellow eyebrows had a grudge against Qin Tian, but did not know Qin Tian's specific identity, so it was normal to have such suspicion.
While talking, Qin Tian had already followed Hong Hai'er to the depths of the bamboo forest.
I saw a place shrouded in white mist in the distance, with colorful Buddha lights shining everywhere.
Under the light of the Buddha, there is a solemn and solemn woman in white sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, gesturing with orchid fingers in one hand, holding a pure white porcelain bottle in the other hand, and reciting scriptures with her eyes closed.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the debt collector asked me to see you."
Red Boy clasped his hands together and saluted respectfully.
Guanyin Bodhisattva opened his eyes, looked at Qin Tian behind Red Boy, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Debt collector, why are you here?"
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, I have something to ask you for help."
Qin Tian said straight to the point.
Guanyin Bodhisattva glanced at Huang Xianren who was being carried behind him, and immediately understood what Qin Tian meant.
"Red Boy, you go out first, I have something to say with the debt collector." "yes."
After Red Boy left, Guanyin Bodhisattva turned his attention to Huang Xianren and said, "Is the debt collector coming here this time to kill the beast behind you?"
According to Guanyin Bodhisattva's understanding of Qin Tian, it is easy for Qin Tian to deal with a monster, and there is no need to carry a monster all the way to the Purple Bamboo Forest.
In addition, Huang Xianren has too much resentment, which is the result of excessive killing.
To sum up, there is only one reason.
That's why he came here because of the killings caused by this weasel spirit.
Qin Tian grinned and said with admiration, "As expected of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I came here just to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to help me save those innocent mortals."
"This weasel spirit kills innocent people indiscriminately and uses mortals as sacrifices for its own selfish desires. I heard someone said that you can resurrect those mortals, so I came to find you."
Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled slightly, "Since the debt collector has spoken, the poor monk will naturally not refuse."
"Thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva." Qin Tian's face was happy, he nodded in thanks, and then showed a look of doubt.
Guanyin Bodhisattva noticed the change in the expression on Qin Tian's face, and opened his lips slightly, "Does the debt collector still have any doubts?"
"I don't understand something."
As he spoke, Qin Tian took out the judge's token given to him by the King of Hell and asked, "Can my token resurrect those mortals? Can I save you some effort?"
When he was in the spiritual world of Sword Spirit, Qin Tian wanted to ask.
It's just that the sword spirit didn't give himself a chance at all and pushed his consciousness out of his spiritual world.
Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled, shook his head and said, "This Judge's Token can only resurrect mortals with physical bodies. Since it is used as a sacrifice, those mortal bodies must have been destroyed."
"The poor monk's poplar nectar can restore their physical bodies, they just need this beast."
Guanyin pointed at the Huangxianren behind Qin Tian.
"So that's it."
Qin Tian nodded in realization, and finally understood why Sword Spirit wanted him to bring Huang Xianren to see Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Qin Tian threw the Huang Xianren he was carrying behind him to the ground, cupped his fists and said, "Then we'll trouble Guanyin Bodhisattva."
But who would have thought that Huang Xianren had just landed on his butt, so he broke away the hemp rope on his body, turned around and turned into a stream of smoke to escape.
"You want to catch me? Hehe!"
Before escaping, he even laughed proudly and mocked Qin Tian.
Huang Xianren didn't believe everything in front of him from beginning to end.
The purple bamboo forest, the red boy, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva must all be some kind of trick by Qin Tianzhang.
He had already made a plan in his mind to run away as soon as Qin Tian let go of him.
Looking at Huang Xianren's leaving figure, Qin Tian smiled playfully, "I really don't know whether to live or die."
If you still think about running away in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, is this not seeking death?
"You evil beast, you committed a crime and still want to escape!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva shouted loudly, took out the poplar branch from the jade pure bottle, turned the bottle upside down, and pointed the mouth of the bottle in the direction where Huang Xianren left.
Suddenly, Huang Xianren felt a strong suction pulling him back.
"Eh! Eh? Eh..."
Huang Xianren was put into the jade purification bottle without any explanation.
Guanyin Bodhisattva took back the jade purification bottle and recited a mantra.
"Ah... help me... I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Bodhisattva..."
Inside the Jade Pure Vase, Huang Xianren's hysterical screams could be heard.
It wasn't until he was put into the Jade Pure Vase that Huang Xian realized that everything was true and it was too late to regret.
"Help..."
The begging for mercy from the jade purification bottle continued.
Gradually, the voices inside gradually became weaker.
Finally, one after another, the spirits that flickered like fireflies flew out of the bottle and floated in the air.
These spirits are the souls of mortals who were persecuted by Huang Xianren.
I don’t know how long it took, but Guanyin Bodhisattva shook the poplar branch in his hand.
The nectar fell on those souls, and their light became even more dazzling.
Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva waved his hand again, and those souls flew into the distance and disappeared into the horizon.
"Amitabha, good, good, good!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Qin Tian and said, "Debt collectors, these mortals have returned to where they belong."
"Is this...is this good?"
Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, thinking that resurrecting so many mortals would require some preparation.
But now, Guanyin Bodhisattva just waved the poplar branch in his hand twice and dropped two drops of nectar, and all these mortals were resurrected.
Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and said modestly, "It's just a small skill. It can't compare with the vastness of your magical powers by collecting debts."
Qin Tian smiled sheepishly, feeling a little guilty, but it was difficult to explain, so he changed the subject and said, "By the way, what about the weasel spirit?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva stretched out his palm, and a weasel cub appeared in his palm.
"I have beaten the weasel spirit back to its original form, and all its cultivation has been lost. Hundreds of years of cultivation have been dispersed. It can be regarded as repaying his evil retribution, Amitabha."
After saying that, Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly stretched out his hand and released the weasel spirit.
Before coming, Qin Tian had thought of this outcome.
Buddhism has always been merciful. Even if the weasel spirit commits too many sins, it will only save them.
Although it is not an exaggeration for this weasel spirit to die a hundred times, fortunately, the villagers who were harmed by him were all rescued.
How Guanyin Bodhisattva chooses is naturally her business, and Qin Tian will not interfere.
Qin Tian once again bowed his hands to Guanyin Bodhisattva and thanked him, "I would like to thank Guanyin Bodhisattva on behalf of the villagers."
"The debt collector is so polite. It's you who those villagers should thank. If you hadn't brought this weasel spirit here, even a poor monk with great abilities wouldn't be able to save those mortals."
The weasel spirit contains the essence of those villagers, and only by dispersing the weasel spirit's cultivation can those spirits be forced out of its body.
This is why the body must bring the weasel spirit to Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"Now that the matter has been settled, I won't disturb Guanyin and you from worshiping the Buddha."
Qin Tian held up his hands and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a black light flashed across Qin Tian's forehead.
Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly tensed up and stretched out his hand to call Qin Tian back.
"Debt collector, wait a minute!"
Qin Tian turned around and asked doubtfully, "What else does Bodhisattva have to do?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva did not say it directly, but asked solemnly, "Debt collector, can you let me see your Netherworld Holy Fire Seal?"
Qin Tian had a question mark on his head and didn't know why, but he still turned his hand and sacrificed the Netherworld Sacred Fire Seal.
Looking at the black and gray flames dancing in his hands, Qin Tian still asked.
"Bodhisattva, why do you suddenly want to see my Netherworld Holy Fire Seal? Is there something wrong with it?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva still had a solemn face, staring closely at the flame, frowning slightly, and murmured softly, "As expected." "Really?" Qin Tian asked with clear eyes, "Bodhisattva, did you discover something?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva still did not confront Qin Tian's question, but asked, "Debt collector, have you frequently used the Netherworld Holy Fire Seal recently?"
Qin Tian recalled it and nodded, "It seems that it has been used quite frequently recently."
Ever since the Black Face Petal and the Burning Sky Seal turned into the Netherworld Sacred Fire Seal, Qin Tian has developed a certain dependence on this magical weapon.
When he faced Zhu Jue for the first time, he found that even Zhu Rong's son was afraid of this flame, as if he had discovered a treasure.
Later, in Penglai Mountain, Changbai Mountain, Anxian County and Ten Years Peak, Qin Tian used the Netherworld Sacred Fire Seal.
After hearing Qin Tian's answer, Guanyin Bodhisattva's frown deepened.
"Have you noticed that debt collection has made you more and more dependent on this magic weapon recently?"
Qin Tian rested his chin and thought for a moment.
"It seems...it does exist, right?"
Qin Tian himself is not sure, but he will indeed summon the Netherworld Holy Fire Seal intentionally or unintentionally during the battle.
After all, the Netherworld Holy Fire Seal is not only capable of self-defense, but also has powerful power.
"Then it seems that the poor monk's conjecture is correct." Guanyin Bodhisattva said as if talking to himself.
Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva's face so solemn, Qin Tian could tell no matter how stupid he was, there might be something wrong with this Netherworld Sacred Fire Seal.
Suddenly, Qin Tian remembered what Sword Spirit was about to say in the world of spiritual consciousness.
He immediately asked, "Bodhisattva, what do you guess?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly said, "If the poor monk guessed correctly, this Netherworld Holy Fire Seal seems to want to control you. Every time you use this Netherworld Holy Fire Seal, you will deepen your dependence on it."
"As you become more and more dependent on it, it will take control of your body. At that time, you will be the magical weapon and it will be the subject!"
"There are many evil things like this in the Three Realms. In addition, this Netherworld Holy Fire Seal is transformed from the black-faced flower petals, and it has the effect of bewitching people's hearts."
"The poor monk just discovered it because of the flash of black energy in your consciousness."
"The aura is somewhat similar to the black-faced flower petals. Debt collectors had better be careful."
"..."
Qin Tian was so shocked that he was speechless.
Unexpectedly, the black lotus petals have merged with the Burning Sky Seal, and they still want to control themselves.
He lowered his head and looked at the Netherworld Holy Fire Seal in his hand, his pupils trembled twice, then he quickly took it off and asked hurriedly, "Then I can't use this Netherworld Holy Fire Seal in the future?"
"No, debt collectors can only use this magic weapon when facing a life-or-death crisis."
After saying that, Guanyin Bodhisattva paused, and continued with a smile on his lips, "But judging from the strength of the debt collector, I'm afraid no one in the three realms can force you to use this magic weapon."
"hehe……"
Qin Tian smiled bitterly, but he couldn't express the pain in his heart.
In the Three Realms, there are many people who can threaten your life or death.
However, Guanyin Bodhisattva has said so, so it is better to use this Netherworld Sacred Fire Seal sparingly.
Only now did Qin Tian realize why the sword spirit seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Presumably, Sword Spirit also sensed that there was an aura similar to the black-faced flower petals in his body.
"Thank you Bodhisattva for reminding me. I will definitely keep it in my heart."
Qin Tian cupped his hands and thanked him, and at the same time secretly planned in his heart that after the turmoil in the mortal world was resolved, he would have to practice hard to improve his strength.
After exchanging a few words with Guanyin Bodhisattva, Qin Tian had a thought and returned to Ten Years Peak.