Chapter 244 The holy monk spreads the fate, Xiaoqian reports
The disciples from the Taoist sect took the lead, and the other disciples also plucked up the courage to ask the holy monk for advice.
Although I don’t know why the seniors of the sect have never mentioned to them this holy monk with great supernatural powers and powerful magic.
But in just two days, most of them had witnessed the incredible methods of this holy monk who played with the human world more than once.
Whether it was repelling the Jinghe Dragon Lord, forcibly taking over the Jinghe Little Dragon as a mount, or casually slaying a monster comparable to a real person, it was an eye-opener for them, and they even secretly compared it with their elders.
The conclusion is...this is simply incomparable!
They were trapped in the killing situation of the big demon. The division had clearly received the police summons, but it still hadn't arrived.
Maybe it was delayed for some reason, or maybe it was for other reasons, but they all "understood" and "accepted" it.
After all, deep down in their hearts, they have already realized that this is the calamity of spiritual practice. Even if they cannot survive it, it is still a destiny of destiny.
But when the monk stepped on the black dragon and descended from the sky, a Buddha's chant rang out, and he slapped the hidden real-person bamboo demon to death with one palm of his hand. The hundreds of disciples of the martial arts sect on the scene were all conquered in an instant.
This is the method of slaying demons and slaying demons that they truly yearn for deep down in their hearts!
Simple, crude, and hearty.
Completely ignore all conspiracies and machinations.
Extremely happy!
Even if they are practitioners of martial arts, they may encounter this holy monk, and for them, it can be called a fairy tale of understanding one's mind and nature.
If they could get another teaching from the holy monk, even just a few words would be enough to make their trip worthwhile.
"Amitabha."
Under the night wind, Zhou Yi touched his bald head.
I didn't expect that as a monk, I would be treated like this.
The expectant eyes of the hundreds of disciples of the Shu Dao sect really made the young monk unable to bear to refuse.
He didn't have much prejudice against these fledgling Shu Dao disciples. Even if he had opinions about the Shu Dao sect, it was only against those who had received favors from Buddhism in the past but had never helped the Buddhist sect when it was in trouble.
For example, the Immortal Master from Chiyang Mansion who has been transcended and transformed by himself.
Wait a minute...are they waiting for Xiao Monk to poach someone?
Zhou Yi's heart started to stir.
Those who can enter the Dharma Eye of the Shu Dao sect and are sent out to compete for Jiangzuo's immortal fate are probably all good talents with outstanding talents. Even if they are not among the best, they are not far behind.
It's a pity that my first Buddhist temple was planned to be built after the Dragon-Ape War.
You are all here early...
Suddenly at this moment, Zhou Yi's heart palpitated and he turned his head to look in the direction of Tai'an County.
In the depths of the moon-shrouded night, a bewitching golden light flashed.
The elm leaves left in the county all trembled violently.
In an instant, the demonic energy in Tai'an County doubled.
After a moment, Zhulong's whole body tensed up, a solemn look appeared in his eyes, and he sent a message: "Bodhisattva, do you feel it?"
Zhou Yidao: "It's coming."
"It?" Zhulong wrinkled his beard.
"Yes, the person behind the scenes who used Fang Ziqi to attract the Shu Dao sect and set up a killing spree."
Zhou Yi said and laughed: "Perhaps because it was broken by an unexpected person like Xiao Monk, it finally couldn't sit still."
He looked at the expectant young practitioners in the valley below and whispered the Buddha's name.
"You will all become the mainstays of various martial arts sects in the future. The young monk has no advice, but there is only one sentence that I have always believed deeply.
I have realized that the universe is vast, and I especially pity the green grass and trees... In a few years, if you still remember the young monk, you can come to Zhu Turtle Island in the Xiaojing River for a while."
Zhou Yi rode the candle dragon and flew towards Tai'an County.
The leader of the Chaotic Alliance behind the Bamboo Demon, the Jinpeng Demon King, has arrived in Tai'an County.
And it's time for him to retrieve the mortal body of Fang Ziqi, the Arbiter of the World.
Until Zhou Yi rode the dragon away, the disciples of the art still did not take their eyes away.
He Haiqing's gaze was deep and infatuated, and he murmured in a low voice: "Except for the three layers of snow on your body, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes... There is such a person in the world."
As for Pang Gai, he silently savored the saying, "I know that the universe is vast, but I especially pity the green grass and trees."
"Is the holy monk warning us that even if we succeed in practice in the future, we must still show compassion to all living beings? But..."
He Haiqing turned around and asked: "But what?"
Pang Gai was stunned for a while, then he laughed at himself and said, "I'm stupid. The holy monk is ruthless in killing demons, but in fact it's out of pity for us. But these words have never been spoken among the disciples."
He Haiqing said quietly: "What difference does it make if you have not heard of it before? It seems that I have never heard of Xiaojing River or Zhulie Island."
The two were about to say something.
The sound of breaking wind came from a distance.
More than a dozen martial arts cultivators with profound auras descended from the sky and fell into the valley.
"Master is here!"
"It's Uncle Wang!"
"See you, uncle!"
All the disciples came forward to pay homage.
The visitors were all elders or protectors of various martial arts sects. Seeing that all the disciples were safe and sound, they were all angry, but also a little surprised, and asked about what happened.
"Dang Magician? I have only heard of Dang Mo Zhenren, a rising star who made the list this year."
The woman in a plain skirt with a fairy spirit had a solemn expression on her face: "Hai Qing, are you sure this person is a righteous person? And not a demon?"
A trace of awkward emotion arose in He Haiqing's heart, but he did not dare to show it on the surface: "Reporting to Elder Li Xing, all of us are witnesses. The slutty magician broke into the canyon directly and killed the bamboo demon without saying a word."
Li Xing, the elder of Yuntian Palace, looked deeply at He Haiqing, raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.
On the other side, a man carrying an ancient sword wrapped around cloth was interrogating Pang Gai and other disciples of the Yijian Sect.
"Master Dangmo is a monk? He killed the bamboo demon with just one palm? Do you know what you are talking about? Mr. Red Bamboo is a famous demon in the Luan Dao League. He is comparable to the realm of real people. It was me who took action...
…it also takes some effort.”
Faced with the question from his own guardian elder, Pang Gai felt a sense of inexplicable disappointment in his heart. He took a deep breath and bowed again: "Reporting to Elder Lu, that slutty magician once defeated the Jinghe Dragon King in Qixian Gorge.
I took the little dragon from the Jinghe River as my mount."
The implication is that not even the Jinghe Dragon Clan can do anything about the Dang Magician, let alone the mere Chizhu Gentleman.
Elder Lu glanced at Pang Gai. Although he felt that the top five disciple in the sect seemed to be a little emotional, he had no time to take care of it.
Not only him, but Elder Li Xing of Yuntian Palace and the other elders and guardians of Zhongdao Sect were also shocked by Pang Gai's words.
"The Jinghe Dragon Clan is the right-hand man of the Nanting Jiang Mansion, and they are also hostile to the Chaotic Alliance. Wouldn't this demon offend both parties?"
"What is the origin of this demon and what does he want to do?"
"What role did he play in this killing spree of the Chaotic Alliance?"
"This person also appeared recently. I didn't expect him to be a monk! It's weird!"
What a weird figure!
He Haiqing, Pang Gai and other disciples were silent and respectful on the surface, but they were already slandering in their hearts.
The sorcerer is simply a man who kills monsters and saves people when he sees injustice on the road.
I know that the universe is vast, but I pity the green grass and trees... This holy monk who plays with the world is just pity for our lives.
But in the eyes of his elders, he turned out to be someone with some agenda, which is really unacceptable to them.
The trace of resentment in their hearts was also quietly increasing.
Until then, a burst of laughter sounded.
"You are all overthinking this. This slutty magician is just here to retrieve his own 'things'."
An old man with a white beard in a green robe, holding a whisk in his hand, descended from the sky.
Everyone came forward to salute.
"See Master He."
"Master He, why are you here?"
Master He, one of the five sons of the Heavenly Master, returned the courtesy to the elders protecting the law, and then looked around the messy valley. His eyes were subtle, but he thought of Master Changsheng who was killed by a sword from a distance.
"What a powerful method, still as domineering and ruthless as ever."
Master He sighed softly, and then swung his fly whisk towards the hundreds of young disciples who were bowing and saluting.
A majestic and gentle aura surrounded the young disciples, and while lifting them up, it also released a quiet Tao Yun, slowly regulating their messy Qi after the battle.
All the disciples showed gratitude and worshiped Master He again.
Elder Li Xing and Elder Lu looked at each other and could see the dissatisfaction in each other's eyes.
I heard He Zhenren laugh and say: "You should all thank Master Dan. If he hadn't taken action and broke this situation before you arrived, you might have become dead souls."
All the elders were startled when they heard this.
The elder protector of the Middle Way sect remained silent.
But the dissatisfaction in the eyes of the two real men from Shangdao Sect Yuntian Palace and Yijian Sect became more and more intense.
Elder Li Xing said calmly: "He is just a gentleman of Chizhu. I can handle it by myself, let alone Master Lu and so many elders of the Middle Way Sect. Are Master He kidding?"
Elder Lu raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing, but his momentum suddenly rose, like a sword pointing to the sky.
Master He swept the whisk lightly, brushed away the sword rhyme, and said with a smile: "You two don't need to be angry. I think before you two came, Yuntian Palace and Yijian Mountain must have deduced that the disciples who were caught at the other end must have been deduced.
The bamboo demon who acted as bait was the great demon of the Luan Dao Alliance, Mr. Red Bamboo. Only then did he dispatch two real men. But in fact, the real person who served as the bait was not the disciples, but Mr. Red Bamboo himself... Behind it
The demon king is the one who truly sets the trap."
The faces of Master Li Xing and Master Lu changed drastically at the same time.
"Monster? Impossible! Back then, the eminent monks of the four temples cast the Eight Tribes of Beings Curse, and they suppressed the thirty-six demon lords. They either fell into seclusion or turned into stone. How could those demon lords be born in just a few years?
!”
"Back then, in order to deal with the great catastrophe, many real people and gods were forced to go into seclusion. Buddhism even paid the price of annihilation in exchange for the sleep of the demon king... I don't believe it."
Even many elders of the Middle Way Sect don’t know the truth and secrets about the collapse of Buddhism, and the senior officials of the Upper Way Sect are even more secretive about it.
As the people involved and the survivors of that catastrophe, Master Li Xing and Master Lu looked extremely ugly even if they spoke using sound transmission techniques.
Master He was very calm, looking at the two masters with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Tao Zhong has also just deduced that it was the Heaven-turning Lord Peng Demon King who awakened and was born, setting up this situation. However, most of the thirty-six demon kings should still be sleeping, and not many escaped the Eight Tribes of Beings Curse. After all, Buddhism was a
Pay the price of death, including our ancestors."
After a pause, He Zhenren continued to transmit the message: "Fortunately, the magician took action and killed Mr. Chizhu, and also killed the Peng Demon King by surprise, so we temporarily gave up on this trap... and asked you to wait.
Survived."
Master Li Xing and Master Lu were both speechless, obviously still digesting Master He's shocking words.
After a while, Master Lu asked: "What should we do next?"
Master He said calmly: "This earthly experience will stop immediately. The elders of Zhongdao Sect will escort the disciples back. The three of us will go to Tai'an County to deal with the golden-winged roc."
Li Xingzhen's face turned slightly pale: "Just the three of us? Are you kidding?"
Master He sighed softly and said: "Of course not, this matter is of great importance. Yuntian Palace and Yijianmen have received a letter from Pindao and will send more masters. And Chiyang Mansion, Beifeng Mansion, Luofu Mountain, and Jiuyin Mountain are also
They all agreed to send real people to come with the treasure of the town before dawn to destroy the demon king together."
Master Li Xing and Master Lu's expressions softened slightly, but they still could not relax.
The real demon kings are all kings of a realm. Hundreds of years ago, when the Chen and Tang Dynasties were not established, they stirred up chaos and disturbed the world. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. Countless senior masters died in response to the disaster.
Many of them are seniors who have experienced the realm of divine travel and can be called immortals.
Master Li Xing suddenly thought of something and glanced at Master He: "How could Tianshi Dao know that the Golden-winged Dapeng was born? Could it be that a certain wandering god has left the world? Otherwise, if there is no equivalent level of cultivation, how can it be considered a breakthrough?
Secret?"
Master He said calmly: "In this Tao, there is the true biography of the ancient heavenly master. There is no need to travel in the spirit, and it can be deduced based only on the realm of the real person."
Sensing a hint of hidden fear in the eyes of Master Li Xing and Master Lu, Master He was not at all proud.
Tianshi Tao indeed has ancient true traditions.
But over twenty years ago, Tianshi Tao declined overnight, and the true inheritance was shelved.
In fact, it was someone who secretly conveyed the news to Tianshi Dao, and combined with the technique of wind fortune telling and forgiveness, the newly born golden-winged roc was discovered.
To be more precise, the informant was not a human being, but a female ghost.
He came from Lingnan, under the command of his grandmother, Kongshan Kongshan.
A female ghost who calls herself Xiaoqian.
'The prince's funeral is kept secret, the governors of various disciplines are ready to move, a demon king will discuss Tao with the Dragon of the South Courtyard, the Peng Demon King is secretly born, and the female ghost of the Chaos Tao Alliance secretly reports... The troubled times are about to arise, but my Heavenly Master's Tao is getting worse and worse.
There is no sense of existence anymore.'
Master He sighed secretly in his heart.
All three are monks... I wonder where the holy monk with mysterious heels is now and what his plans are?
…
'After the collapse of Buddhism, for more than twenty years, those real demon kings did not appear.
Deep sleep... Chizhu Junzi's memory is described as 'sleep'.
What does this mean?’
Zhou Yi flew on the dragon, but in his heart he was still trying to figure out the small black words left behind by the bamboo demon after his death.
He already knows that the real mastermind behind this "Immortal Fate Killing Game" is the golden-winged roc who inspired Mr. Chizhu in the past.
He was a demon king with the title of Jiedu Envoy, and he was also one of the thirty-six demon kings who besieged Buddhism that year. He was far stronger than any opponent he had encountered before.
Suddenly at this moment, Zhou Yi heard the sound of an unfamiliar copper bell.