Chapter 226 Dare to ask the benefactor if he often interacts with ghosts
Chapter 226 Dare to ask the donor if he often interacts with ghosts
Author: Ruixuefengnian
Chapter 226 I dare to ask the donor if he often interacts with ghosts...
"The poor monk wants to meet the owner of this place. I wonder if he can ask the benefactor to pass on the message?"
"……Hold on!"
The man pursed his lips and stared at the tall and burly monk in front of him. He wanted to refuse and tell this guy to get out quickly, but he knew his current status. The only thing he could do now was to go in and let the young man decide.
The departure and stay of a monk.
The man found Feng Qingan with uneasiness and extremely complicated emotions.
"Tell him that if he wants to enter, he must first let his wife out!"
When Feng Qing'an heard that the visitor was actually Tianlong Monk, after thinking for a while, he made a request.
"yes!"
The man whose face was originally full of anxiety and uneasiness lit up with joy when he heard Feng Qingan's words. He almost ran all the way to the entrance of the mansion. Looking at the monk who was waiting outside the door with a calm face, he shouted loudly,
"Master, my young master said that if you want to enter this door, you must let my wife out, otherwise please leave!"
These days, men have long understood that their young master is an existence that is eagerly sought after by those among the gods and immortals.
Although the monk who came today is completely different from the Taoist priest, it is not much different. Since he is here, he must be asking for his son, so his wife may really be able to be released by the monk in front of him.
"But, it's just that your wife has already shown her prototype in my purple golden bowl. She must enter the courtyard before she can be released. She must not be shown in public and disturb the people!"
Yinghai agreed without much thought, which made the man behind the door look shocked. The surprise came so suddenly that he didn't know how to react.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Why don't you quickly open the door and let the master in?"
The young man's clear and clear sound, like the sound of jade chimes hitting each other, sounded behind the man. Only then did the man come to his senses and quickly stepped aside. Yinghai, with a calm expression on his face, held a copper staff, crossed the threshold, and entered the courtyard.
"Zen Master Yinghai, please be polite!"
Feng Qingan looked at the uninvited monk with a smile.
As the saying goes, it takes no effort to get there even if you have worn iron shoes. He was originally worried about where to find this monk and fulfill the promise he had made. However, he did not expect that the monk would come to his door. Although he did not know it at the beginning.
I guarantee that it can be accomplished, but since you have given hope, it is best not to let the other party down.
"Amitabha, I have seen the Wind Benefactor!"
Seeing this young man with a very familiar face again, Yinghai raised one palm to his chest and gave a salute.
"Zen Master, please don't be too polite and please release Balang's wife as soon as possible!"
Feng Qing'an urged again and again, looking expectantly at the demon-subduing monk.
When Yinghai heard such a request, he didn't waste any time. He put down his palm and turned it over gently. A purple gold bowl appeared in his hand. The water was rippling, and then a fish with shining golden scales jumped out of the bowl.
The golden scales rose in the air in the wind, and soon turned into a size of about ten feet. They fell to the ground with a "pop" and bounced around. However, as the aura shone, they soon turned into a fish-tailed shark.
people.
"Lady!"
The moment the golden scales appeared, the man couldn't wait to rush forward. When the golden scales appeared, the man hugged the woman's upper body and cried loudly.
"Ms. sir!"
The carp spirit's face was full of confusion at this moment, and he didn't understand how he suddenly escaped from the dark prison.
"Zen Master, please come this way!"
Feng Qing'an took one look at the touching scene of the couple's reunion, with a satisfied smile on his face. He did not stay here any longer and walked towards the rear courtyard. Tianlong Monk Yinghai didn't even look at the carp spirit again and raised his legs to follow.
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"The donor has some doubts?"
Even though Feng Qing'an was walking in front of him, Tianlong Shenyinghai seemed to be aware of his thoughts and took the initiative to ask.
"I do have some doubts, but I never thought that Zen Master could release the spiritual fish so easily!"
Feng Qing'an looked back and saw this tall, strong and handsome monk, and said with a smile.
He went into the underworld to join in the fun, and it wasn't like he didn't see it. On this day, all the dragon monks had manifested themselves into golden bodies, and they were fighting with the capital city god in the underworld in darkness. He refused to bow his head, refused to hand over the spiritual fish, and even took out the heavy treasure at the bottom of the box and escaped.
Don't pay either.
Now just to step through the gate of his house, he released the spirit fish. To a certain extent, this was like a slap in the face of the city god, giving him enough face.
"Not long ago, the Zen Master's impassioned speech in the underworld is still fresh in my memory!"
"Because the young master is willing to take over this fish demon, the poor monk is also willing to accept it!"
Ignoring Feng Qing'an's teasing, Tianlong Monk Yinghai explained with a serious face. It was not that he went against what he said originally, on the contrary, he acted according to what he said.
"Huh? What does this mean?"
"I see that this fish demon's husband has become a sweeper in the young master's courtyard?"
"It's not a servant, I paid to hire him!"
Feng Qingan corrected him, he didn't like treating people as slaves.
"Let's count it as employment. This fish demon's husband is controlled by the young master. Now that the couple is back together, the fish demon is naturally controlled by the young master. If the fish demon causes trouble, will the young master ignore it?"
"Of course I won't ignore it. Not only will I ignore it, but if someone dares to take action against her, it will be a loss of my face, and I won't be polite at all!"
Feng Qingan smiled.
"That's why the poor monk is willing to release this monster with the demon. If it is as the city god said, putting this demon in a private house again is a way to cause chaos and disregard human life. The poor monk will never sit idly by and watch.
reason!"
Tianlong Monk explains his philosophy.
"Zen Master is very righteous!"
Feng Qingan understood at this time that the Dragon Monk did not just kill all the demons. The demons in his place could actually be divided into two categories, one was without an owner to kill, and the other was with one.
The Lord can support you.
Just because the carp spirit's husband was paid to work under him, the fish spirit was released and was considered to be under his control. With strong force under his control, she could be allowed to coexist with others.
But like before, as a demon clan, he was allowed to live with mortals because of his kind nature. This made the safety of the mortals around him completely dependent on the good and evil of the demon. This was something he could not tolerate.
After understanding this point, Feng Qingan had another point that he couldn't figure out.
"Since the Zen Master had such an idea, why didn't he explain it to the City God when he was in the underworld? He only discussed with the City God the principle of killing all demons and demons?"
If the Heavenly Dragon Monk had said this to the City God in the underworld, there would have been no conflict at all.
"That Lord City God is already too tolerant of monsters and aliens. There is no need for more. What he lacks is the desire to kill monsters!"
Tianlong Monk responded that he felt that the city god was too kind to monsters and aliens, so he only told him that the monsters needed to be killed. Anyway, he did not expect the other party to listen to him. As long as he could listen to part of it, it would be more correct.
The murderous intent of the demon is also good.
"That's it?"
Feng Qingan was a little unconvinced.
"There is no incense god in Xilan Continent, so this poor monk also wants to try out the magical powers of Lord City God!"
Tianlong Monk admitted frankly.
"That's what I said!"
Feng Qing'an laughed. When Tianlong Monk entered the Yin Division, he didn't look like he was discussing the law with others. He was clearly going in to find ghosts and gods to fight. Now it seems that this is the case. After the other party had a conflict with the ghosts and gods, he did have some fight with this place.
The idea of a one-two contest between the strongest ghosts and gods.
"Is the Zen Master still satisfied?"
"If Master hadn't given him a golden banner before leaving, I would have stayed in the underworld!"
With such words, Tianlong Monk naturally considers himself inferior to the Capital City God, but Feng Qingan will not underestimate the other party because of this. After all, the other party is looking for the Capital City God to fight in the underworld.
The opponent's level of strength is completely inferior to that of the Capital God. Although the three-headed and six-armed magic-subduing form he manifested does have the power to subdue demons, compared to the Capital God's upright Dharma body, it is no different from an ant, or even less powerful.
The opponent's hand was the size of a palm, but even so, he still fought back and forth with the opponent.
"Hahaha, that's because the city god doesn't follow martial ethics!"
Feng Qing'an did not ignore the battle. The great cauldron that the city god uncovered at the end was an artifact that had been worshiped by the people of Fengtian City for who knows how long.
"A defeat is a defeat. There is nothing to admit. The poor monk has weak magic power and provokes ghosts and gods. He deserves to end up like this!"
"Okay, I haven't asked you yet, why did the Zen Master come to visit me?"
Only then did Feng Qing'an ask about the purpose of Tianlong Monk's visit. Although he could probably guess it, he still had to confirm it.
"A senior asked a poor monk to send you Buddhist scriptures, so I came to visit you!"
"Buddhist scriptures?"
When Feng Qing'an heard this, he subconsciously wanted to refuse, and he also understood what the bald donkeys in the underworld had planned when they were jointly suppressed by the Taoist disciples and unable to lift their heads.
He just practices cultivation, and of course he prefers Taoism instead of Buddhism, which has many precepts and strict levels. He has no interest in eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.
However, before the words of rejection were spoken, Feng Qingan remembered what Donghuang had said to him. In Taoism, there are often people with advanced practices who use Buddhist scriptures to sharpen their Taoist minds and test their own cultivation.
"show me!"
Since the scriptures were delivered to the door for free, Feng Qingan changed his mind in a flash.
Even if you don’t practice Buddhist magical powers, it’s good to use it as a whetstone to sharpen yourself.
"The number is a bit large. Master, you should find an open space!"
Tianlong monk Yinghai suggested kindly.
Although he came here to deliver scriptures, even he felt that the scriptures prepared by the local monks were too many, and he wondered if there were any overlaps among them.
"many?"
Feng Qing'an did not despise it, but rather attached great importance to it. After all, for practitioners, it was probably beyond ordinary imagination.
After a while, Tianlong Monk was led by Feng Qingan to a clean and tidy warehouse. When he placed stacks of organized Buddhist scriptures in front of Feng Qingan, he gradually filled up the spacious warehouse.
At that time, even Feng Qingan was shocked.
"so much?"
"According to the senior who found the poor monk, this is the accumulation of more than a dozen Buddhist temples!"
Tianlong Monk directly sold the local monks, and he did not agree to protect anything for them.
"I see!"
Feng Qing'an nodded slightly. If this was the case, it would be considered normal. But the number was indeed too much.
"Want to take a look?"
"Um!"
Feng Qing'an, who had already read many Taoist scriptures, picked up a scroll, held it in his hand, and started reading. The Buddhist principles, which were originally obscure to ordinary people, were printed in Feng Qing'an's eyes.
It's just like looking at lines on the palm of your hand, the Buddhist truth contained in them is unobstructed.
A faint ray of Buddha's light emerged behind Feng Qing'an, outlining the shape of an incomplete lotus. As Feng Qing'an read the Buddhist scriptures, the structure of the lotus became more and more complete.
Seeing this scene, even though the Heavenly Dragon Monk was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but recite the scriptures silently in his mind to stabilize his Zen mind.
It's not like he couldn't see that Feng Qing'an was not interested in their Buddhist scriptures and was even a little repelled. He didn't know why he agreed to accept them.
Even with such a mentality, casually reading Buddhist scriptures can actually manifest such a vision. How can these monks who devote themselves to understanding Buddhism live in peace?
"Um?!"
His eyes were slightly lowered. The Heavenly Dragon Monk, who didn't want to see this scene, seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly raised his head, and his pupils that were no different from ordinary people were suddenly infected by a layer of gold. In the end, they turned into golden vertical pupils, like a head.
Buddhist Tianlong opened his eyes.
In his eyes, there was a layer of hazy fairy light behind the young man in white at this moment, but there was a seven-treasure golden tower above his head, looming, which helped him break through part of the confusion and see clearly.
There is a "black energy" lingering on Feng Qing'an.
"How could this happen?"
The moment he saw the black energy, Yinghai's face suddenly showed confusion and confusion, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible.
"Zen Master? What's wrong with you? Why do you have such an expression?"
Feng Qing'an had already finished flipping through the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and threw them back to the original place. He looked up and saw Tianlong Monk's strange expression and asked.
"Amitabha, please forgive the humble monk's presumption and dare to ask the wind donor, whether he often makes peace with the ghosts of the underworld?"
Seeing the golden lotus behind Feng Qing'an shattering and disappearing as he threw the Buddhist scriptures, the upright monk no longer held back and asked directly.
"What did the Zen Master say?"
Feng Qing'an raised his eyebrows and said, this bald donkey has some eyesight, he should have seen something, but this mistake is too outrageous.
"You think I look like someone who is looking for ghosts and things to have fun with? I am still a pure Yang body!"
"But the poor monk saw that the donor had... yes, it must be that the donor's wisdom has been deceived!"
Tianlong Monk suddenly shut up, his eyes showed a look of realization, and then he changed his words,
"Can the poor monk be allowed to stay in the mansion for a while? The poor monk doesn't ask for much, just a place to set up a cone!"
I originally promised to update before 5pm, but I broke my promise. I wanted to take a nap at noon, but ended up taking a nap all afternoon. I have never been in the habit of taking a lunch break, so it seems I will have to rest for a few more days.