Zhenmo Temple wants to use this Dao Discussion Meeting to spread the word to all the monks in the world.
"We are fully aware of what you are doing. Those who are possessed by demons are demon cultivators, and they want to be suppressed and killed. If you hide them, we will ask the cultivators from all over the world to find them for you."
"The Demon-Suppressing Temple, how can we not suppress the demons?"
Jiang Su still had a confused expression on her face, as if she was just a layman who knew the content but couldn't read the book.
"this……"
The expressions of the monks who sat down were much richer this time. Some of them were lowering their heads, concentrating on Jiang Su's words, and some of them were looking around from time to time, wanting to hear other people's explanations.
Some people were motionless.
It seems that I already knew these contents...
But this is only a minority, and most of them are monks who heard the news for the first time.
"Demon Qi? It's related to the dead consciousness??? This, this, this... is this true or false? Isn't Demon Qi just a kind of Qi?"
"I am a casual cultivator...I have never heard of this matter. Do the Immortal Sect and their great powers already know about it?"
"Divine consciousness? How can divine consciousness be related to demonic energy? Is it possible that those demonic energies have thoughts?"
Jiang Su couldn't see all this and could only rely on hearing to judge everyone's reactions.
"One...two, a total of two people, their breathing and heartbeats are extremely calm. They should know this."
"This position...Senyu Old Monk?"
"That's right... As a member of the Demon-Suppressing Temple, he should know the most about demonic energy. Well... there should be no one in the world who knows all these things better than the Demon-Suppressing Temple."
"But aren't they monks out of compassion? Why do they want to kill all demonic cultivators? How do they go about doing this as a Buddhist cultivator?"
Jiang Su was puzzled by this point.
They monks come here to discuss the Tao, listen to what others have to say, and learn about my own way.
Only at the Demon-Suppressing Temple, they are willing to be the ones maintaining order.
The beautiful female cultivator had a sharp mind and heard some of the deeper meaning.
"Miss Jiang, I am also confused by what you said today. You said that the demonic energy is formed by the death energy of the body of your own body over the years. Doesn't that mean that the demonic energy in all demonic cultivators is the spiritual consciousness of other monks?"
This man's question couldn't help but make the other monks on the side feel horrified.
If what Jiang Su said was true, then wouldn't it mean that those demonic cultivators were possessed by countless spiritual consciousnesses? Whether every move was their own consciousness or the consciousness of those... dead cultivators.
When they go crazy...are they...going to be taken away?
"Wait a minute, how come there are so many spiritual consciousnesses that have died? Whether a person or a monk dies, shouldn't they all go to the underworld for reincarnation? How can there be souls staying in the world?"
The six paths of reincarnation and the underworld are understood by both mortals and monks.
However, in the eyes of ordinary people, these are just legends, but in the understanding of monks, these are records of ancestors that have been circulated in ancient books.
The monks want to break through the void and go to the upper world.
It is rumored that when a monk can break through the stage of spiritual transformation and enter the Mahayana, his soul can connect with the upper world. When the time comes and he has an epiphany, he can step through the void on the spot, become truly immortal, and enter the upper world to become a true immortal.
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The underworld is also the place where the souls of people and monks are stored in books passed down from generation to generation.
The monks usually don't want to mention this place. They have practiced for thousands of years, but in the end they failed to ascend once, everything turned into ashes, returned to the underworld, and was reincarnated with the souls of mortals.
How could they accept it?
Forget it if they have spent their whole life building foundations, they have already reached the level of Nascent Soul or even the transformation of gods.
After thousands of years, they will eventually turn into a handful of loess.
Want to return to the world with mortals whom you regard as ants?!
All in all, the underworld of Yama is unlucky.
There are not many pass rates that can be improved.
Just one person among thousands of people is already a prosperous person.
Everyone looked at the old monk Shanyu.
No one can tell the truth from falsehood in this matter, but this Taoist monk can.
The old monk Shanyu's eyes were always wide open. In the past, when he got along with others, he would always be praised for his kind-hearted appearance and his true nature as an Arhat. But at this time, everyone felt a little bit chilly in their hearts.
He said nothing for a long time.
But he withdrew his eyes that had been looking into the distance, and slowly swept his eyes over every monk present, and finally stopped at the girl in a dazzling colorful dress in the corner.
"..."
The next moment, the old monk Shanyu said "Ah" in surprise and covered his widened eyes with his hands.
Everyone:!?
Jiang Su: "The effect of Mary Sue's robe is too powerful, do you blame me?"
It turns out that this is the golden finger of those Mary Sue heroines. Any piece of clothing can blind others... I will ask Fang Zhe to modify it for me. Maybe this robe can be comparable to an illusion magic weapon.
"Ahem, cough, cough, Jiang Su, can your clothes be..." the old monk Shanyu started to discuss.
Before he could use his spiritual skills, Jiang Su was the first to refuse.
"Old monk, I have to wear clothes."
"I have to live too."
I don’t need to wear colorful clothes in this hall today, but what if I leave the Arhat Hall?
Now the other twenty-three halls are spreading rumors that Jiang Su, who is fond of Qingyi in Shifang Sect, has medicinal powder to dissipate evil spirits.
How many people will want this medicinal powder, and how many people will want Jiang Su.
Some know that she is a golden elixir, and some think she is a foundation builder.
Taking the life of a foundation-building monk is no different from strangling a mouse to death.
"There is nothing wrong with it. This is true."
The voice of the kind-hearted old monk was like a yellow bell, echoing in this hall.
In the middle of the hall, there are statues of the Eighteen Arhats, and behind them are their murals of flying in the clouds and riding the mist. At this moment, when the word "True" ends, the content on these murals seems to become animated.
Fairy clouds flew out from it and covered every monk's body.
After a while, the fairy clouds dispersed.
Jiang Su felt the dampness of the mist surrounding him.
"That's all for today. Old monk Shanyu, can I leave?"
During the seven-day discussion meeting, the monks did not sit in the main hall for the seven days. Some people came for one day, and some came every day.
Opportunity is in people's words, it may be in the previous second, or it may be in the next second.
"But, please leave first."
"Wait, what about my magic medicine?! I haven't got the answer yet??"
Judge Poison couldn't sit still. He had indeed never heard of what Jiang Su was talking about, and he could deduce a lot of relevant information he needed from it.
But...this is not the key.
Jiang Su didn’t say anything about pharmacological properties, how to use it as medicine, or the attributes of the Five Elements?! It is transformed by divine consciousness, but the attributes of divine consciousness...