When Zhang Sui saw Cangqi Puhui's appearance, it was difficult to associate him with the monster.
Zhang Sui hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are many of your Cangqi clan born with great intelligence?"
Puhui shook his head and sighed: "There is only one person among ten thousand who is born with spiritual wisdom. Outside of the human race, it is so difficult for the vast number of people to be enlightened to spiritual wisdom!"
Mr. Meng said: "In this case, if your fellow tribesmen who have not been born with spiritual wisdom harm the human race, how should you deal with it?"
Puhui sighed: "The Cheng Di human race has many waters, and after the great changes in the world, many people were born. I can only say that I can try my best to transform the same race, so that they can be born with spiritual wisdom and get rid of barbarism. Those who can't take care of it can only
You are asking for blessings."
After speaking, he lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name softly.
Zhang Suidao: "In the Weihe River near Kunzhou Prefecture, apart from your place, there are two other places where there are many Cangqi. Do you know the situation?"
Puhui nodded when he heard the words and said: "I know one thing or two. Those two places are all uncivilized people of the same race. I wanted to wait until all the people here have become civilized before dealing with it, but it seems that it is too late."
After saying that, he looked upstream with a sad look in his eyes.
Zhang Sui was stunned, and quickly used his ground-knowing skills to check the situation of Cangqi upstream. He found that the number of Cangqi there was decreasing rapidly, and he didn't know what was going on.
Puhui softly recited a Buddha's name and said: "Yesterday's cause is today's effect. My fellow tribesmen in these two places have not yet developed their spiritual wisdom and have committed many murderous crimes. I cannot blame others for today's effect."
To be honest, it is difficult for Zhang Sui to agree with some of the views of Buddhism. If the human race suffered such a disaster and were wantonly killed by aliens, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, Zhang Sui would definitely be on the side of the human race and would never say that they deserved it.
But from the perspective of the human race, Cangqi Puhui’s idea does no harm to the human race.
The group of Cangqi, whose bodies were glowing with light, threw all the corpses on the ground into the big hole they drilled. Then they all stood next to Pu Hui, clasping their hands together and chanting scriptures softly.
Only then did Zhang Sui discover that Pu Hui and the group of Cang Qi behind him did not have any aura of the power of doom.
In Zhang Sui's eyes, there was a slightly golden power flowing on their bodies, and Zhang Sui could vaguely hear the faint sound of Sanskrit sounds from this power. He guessed that this might be the power of Buddhist practice.
Zhang Sui was pondering this newly discovered power in his mind when he suddenly heard an angry roar coming from the upper reaches of the Wei River.
The Cangqi in Zhang Sui's mind all disappeared after the long whistle.
Soon everyone saw a huge wave rushing down from the upper reaches. The wave was almost two feet high. There were bursts of exclamations from the merchant ships not far away.
Seeing this, Mr. Meng faced the rushing waves, pointed at the peak of the wave, and shouted: "Breaking the waves!" I saw a flash of light around Mr. Meng's body, and an invisible force separated the peak of the wave, and he directly avoided it.
A small island and a merchant ship not far behind!
Mr. Meng was trembling slightly, and Zhang Sui, who was standing beside him, stepped forward quickly, supported him, took out a big date from his sleeve, and handed it to Mr. Meng.
Mr. Meng was not polite and just took a few mouthfuls. After a while, he took a breath and regained some strength.
Seeing that the boatmen on the merchant ship had escaped disaster, several people knelt on the deck and called gods and worshiped several times.
At this moment, Zhang Sui felt a murderous aura coming straight from upstream.
In just a few breaths, a burly figure appeared through the mist on the river not far away.
I saw the man holding a spear eight feet long and stepping on a dead tree that was one foot long and as thick as a bucket, coming through the waves!
When he got closer, he saw the group of strange Cangqi on the small island. Without saying a word, he stepped on the dead tree with his feet and jumped into the air. The spear in his hand instantly shot out with lightning, and he went straight towards the group of Cangqi as fast as thunder.
Strange coming!
Seeing this, Zhang Sui pulled Mr. Meng up into the air and jumped directly to a reef in the river that was only half a foot away from the water. The reef was five feet away from the small island. Zhang Sui used his sword energy to the maximum and barely rode the waves.
Then he jumped onto the reef.
The moment Zhang Sui stepped onto the reef, the attack from the wave-breaker also reached the small island.
I saw Puhui reciting the Buddha's name loudly, and the Buddha's light all over his body flourished, forming a huge bell, sheltering all the Cangqi on the island.
The spear struck the giant bell, and thunder erupted. Instantly, electric snakes swam around, and the entire giant bell flashed a few times before disappearing.
The man holding the spear also took a few steps back due to the shock, and stood still on the edge of the small island.
Only then did everyone see his face clearly. They saw that he was nine feet tall, had a simple face, his dark red hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and he looked very old in his dark gray robe.
At this time, the Taoist was a little dissatisfied that the attack just now was not effective. He shook the spear in his hand and was about to attack again.
Pu Hui quickly said: "This fellow Taoist, the poor monk Pu Hui, is a living being who has developed spiritual wisdom. Please don't do anything, fellow Taoist."
The Taoist snorted coldly and ignored it. The spear in his hand began to accumulate lightning again.
Seeing this, Pu Hui tore off his cassock and threw it out when the Taoist's attack came again.
I saw the cassock flying in the wind, and the Sanskrit characters on the cassock flew out. Each Sanskrit character exuded Buddha's light. Those rays of light were connected end to end, directly forming a formation, covering all the Cangqi.
When the Taoist's spear struck it, a Buddhist Vajra figure emerged above it, blocking the attack.
Each time the spear struck, the lightning on it would become stronger. Until the ninth strike on the Buddhist Vajra figure, the spear had completely turned into a dazzling purple thunder.
The Taoist roared, and the spear came out of his hand, instantly shattering the Vajra shadow and piercing Pu Hui's chest directly!
Pu Hui clasped her hands together, and her eyes were completely replaced by Buddha's light. Pu Hui ignored the spear that pierced his chest, and suddenly an old voice came from his mouth and said: "Fellow Taoist Hero, this son is destined to be my Buddha, I hope you will show mercy.
, poor monk Hongyi thanks you!"
The heroic Taoist sneered and said: "You guys are bald thieves, you just like to pretend to be gods and ghosts. Why are you predestined? It's because you have taken a fancy to the power of the Cangqi clan.
But you must know that those who are not of my race will have different minds! Haven’t you Buddhists suffered enough from the losses suffered in ancient times?”
Pu Hui remained silent for a moment and said: "At this time of drastic changes in the world, the ancient agreement is still valid. You, the Donghua sect, must also abide by it, otherwise there will be disaster in the future!"
Taoist Yinglie said impatiently: "What annoys me the most are you guys who are hesitant. If you ask me, if the world changes dramatically, everything will be bright and clear. All problems will be solved. How can it be so troublesome!"
Hong Yi's voice said: "If it were so easy, how could this drastic change in the world be called a catastrophe." After saying that, Pu Hui reached out and pulled out the spear from his chest, and threw it back to the heroic Taoist. The wound was healed by the Buddha's light.
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Taoist Yingde caught the spear that was splashing with lightning and thrust it upside down on the ground. He looked very disdainful and said with some gloating: "You Buddhists like to do this kind of thing of recruiting foreigners. Be careful to offend that person. When the time comes,
You will feel better! You must know that that person is not very friendly to foreigners!"
Hongyi's voice was silent for a moment and said: "If you are destined to Buddha, even if you are a foreigner, as long as you open your spiritual wisdom and wholeheartedly turn to Buddha, you can become a disciple of Buddhism. Even if someone has something to say, there will be Buddha to deal with it."
Hearing this, Taoist Yingde looked at the group of pious faces and downcast eyes. He sneered a few times, waved his hands and said: "I'm too lazy to talk to you people. I'll take your disciples and disciples and get out of here. Don't stop."
Appear within the scope of the Weihe River, otherwise I will kill you the next time you meet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud phoenix sound suddenly came from the downstream direction.
Taoist Yingde chuckled and said: "It seems that I am not the only one who dislikes those alien races. Even without me, there are others who take care of those things that harm the human race!"
Zhang Sui and others also heard the sounds coming from downstream. Zhang Sui directly checked the situation of the Cang Qi downstream in his mind. As expected, the Cang Qi downstream had disappeared without a trace.
Hongyi sighed, recited the Buddha's name softly, and said: "I will let the wise Cangqi withdraw from the Weihe River and find another sparsely populated place to live. As for the rest, let it happen!"
After saying that, the Buddha's light in Puhui's eyes dissipated and his original voice returned. He said, "Thank you, Taoist Master, for not killing me!" He recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, bowed to the west, and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving your life!"
Taoist Yinglie clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Zhang Sui and Zhang Sui on the reef, paying no attention to Pu Hui.
Puhui didn't care, and turned around and whispered a few words to the group of Cangqi. Several Cangqi jumped into the cave in the center of the island, and quickly took out some objects and placed them on the ground, which were some pearl shells that exuded spiritual light.
and so on.
Pu Hui saluted Zhang Sui and said: "Please accept these soul shells from the donor, so that I can exchange them for some money to make up for those human beings who have been harmed by my people. Please don't refuse."
Then he said to the heroic Taoist on the side: "Don't worry, Taoist Master, we, the Cangqi clan who have developed spiritual wisdom, will definitely stay away from the human race and will not harm them."
Taoist Yinglie frowned, waved his hand and said: "Get out of here!"
Puhui said no more and threw the cassock in his hand into the river. The cassock quickly expanded to a radius of three feet and looked about the same size as the small island in the middle of the river.
Pu Hui called out to Cang Qi beside him and jumped on the cassock first. Soon the cassock was filled with Cang Qi.
Puhui recited the Buddha's name in a low voice and formed a secret seal with his hands. The cassock wrapped the Cangqi around him, dived into the river, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Sui saw the group of Cangqi leaving, looked at the spirit shells on the ground, and then looked at the heroic Taoist standing next to the spear with sparks and lightning. He hesitated for a moment, and was about to jump onto the small island with Mr. Meng.
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Mr. Meng, who had recovered somewhat after eating jujube, took Zhang Sui's arm and shouted softly: "It's like walking on flat ground!"
After saying that, he pulled Zhang Sui onto the river and walked towards the small island.
Zhang Sui felt that the river water seemed to have turned into a somewhat elastic ground under his feet. When walking on it, no water would stick to it, which was really strange.
Taoist Yinglie looked at the two people walking calmly with interest. When the two people boarded the small island and came closer, Taoist Yinglie said: "The words of the literary saint are followed by the words? The scholar who has cultivated the literary spirit?"
Mr. Meng bowed his hands and said, "The Zhang family studied Meng Dun and met the Taoist priest!"
Zhang Sui also saluted at the side and said: "Zhang Sui of the Zhang family in Kunzhou Prefecture has met the Taoist priest!"