The Lingshan Temple was in a complete mess. The Chief Monk held a butcher's knife and circled around to kill people. A group of Arhats desperately hugged him to prevent him from going out. Master Wine and Meat also frowned tightly and sighed. It was understandable that the little devil ran away after stealing the Buddhist scriptures. As someone who had met Fang Xing once, he knew that the little bastard's character was so strange. Moreover, Bai Qianzhang suddenly rushed to China ahead of schedule. To some extent, it had already sounded the alarm for the Lingshan Temple.
However, the little monk Shinsyu, who regarded the Lingshan Temple as his lifeblood, had been abducted, which made him worry!
"Junior Brother Shinsyu is such a kind boy. Who knows what he will become after being abducted by the devil?"
Now that the Chief Monk had shouted to send out 18 of the strongest Golden Arhats to kill the little devil and bring back the Buddhist scriptures, Monk Wine and Meat was speechless. He knew that it was not the time for the Golden Arhats to appear in the world. After thinking about it, he finally returned to the underground devil's cave. Facing Xiao Xue, who was still suffering from the pain of refining the devil, he pointed a finger on her forehead.
A red mark as red as rouge appeared on Xiao Xue's forehead. It looked like a mole at a glance, but it was a rune at a closer look.
Xiao Xue's body shook violently. She knew the value of this finger and bowed. "Thank you, Master, for your kindness!"
Moreover, in the Spirited Mountain Temple, the ten-thousand-year Buddhist Connotation helped him suppress the Thousand Panacea Pill in his body. Now that he has left the Spirited Mountain Temple, no one knows how long the scripture seal on his body will last. I want you to leave the mountain to find him in the name of taking back the Buddhist Scriptures, but in fact, I want to tell Shinsyu that the Vairocana Scripture can be passed on to him. More importantly, a year later, there will be changes in the Demonic Abyss. All the rare talents below the Tianyuan and Yuanying Stage will go to the Demonic Abyss to compete. At that time, whether it is you or the two of them, you must all appear there! "
"This …"
Xiao Xue was a little flabbergasted. She had clearly seen how furious the Lingshan Temple's first seat was and thought that the little devil had really offended the Lingshan Temple. However, looking at Monk Jiu Rou's expression, he didn't seem to be offended at all. Instead, he seemed to be protecting the little devil …
Monk Jiu Rou seemed to know what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "Buddhism has been in decline for a long time. We are all waiting for the day when Buddhism will rise. Previously, the Head Monk used the Buddha's Eye and deduced that the rise of Buddhism has something to do with this child. That was why he wanted to take him as the Arhat of Mount Lingshan. Even though he rejected us so decisively, he stole the scriptures and left. Doesn't this prove that Buddhism will flow to the world through his hands? Hehe, Buddhism is the heart sutra. The human heart is unpredictable, but at least it can be trusted. Lingshan Temple is indebted to him! "
Xiao Xue was startled and understood Monk Jiu Rou's meaning. She once again bowed and accepted the Buddhist decree.
Monk Jiu Rou lightly nodded his head. With a thought, a ray of Buddhist light rushed out from the top of his head and instantly covered the entire Lingshan Temple. Insects, birds, beasts, and fishes were all reflected in his mind. With a thought, a white snake that had just hatched from a snake egg a thousand miles away was summoned by his Dharma. It wriggled and wriggled in his palm. He then brought the little white snake to Xiao Xue. Xiao Xue received it in astonishment and raised her head to look at him in confusion.
Monk Jiu Rou solemnly said, "From the day you left the mountain, this snake is your curse. As long as the white snake doesn't die, even though you cultivate the demonic body, you still have the Buddhist heart. The day the white snake dies, you will completely fall into the demonic path. Even the gods will not be able to save you. Remember this and never forget it!"
Xiao Xue's expression turned solemn as she solemnly held the white snake in her palm.
Previously, she had stayed in the Divine Continent's sects and heard many secrets about the Demon Abyss. She knew that Monk Jiu Rou's actions were similar to the cultivation method of the Demon Abyss. This white snake that had just hatched was the weakest one in the nest and was about to die the moment it was born. However, Monk Jiu Rou took it in and it became her curse. She would save its life and it could be considered as an immortal fate. She would also borrow this white snake to firmly protect the little bit of divinity in her heart. As long as the white snake doesn't die, she will not fall into the demonic path.
However, as long as the white snake dies, she will also lose the little bit of divinity in her heart.
Cultivators are like walking on thin ice, and those who cultivate the demonic path push this danger to the extreme.
"Go!"
After Monk Jiu Rou finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and released all the restrictions in the Demon Abyss. Xiao Xue bowed and was about to leave when she suddenly frowned. She suddenly thought of something and asked Monk Jiu Rou with a wry smile: "Reverend, it is not difficult for Junior to find Junior Brother Fang, but … with Junior Brother Fang's temperament, if he doesn't want to go to the Demon Abyss, then there is nothing Junior can do …"
Monk Jiu Rou was startled for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Yes, after ten years of loneliness, once he recovers his cultivation, he will definitely run to various places to run wild for a while. Just asking him to go to the Demon Abyss might not be enough. However, his master, Bai Qianzhang, left behind a brocade pouch before he left. He said that if he doesn't want to go to the Demon Abyss, then he should open the brocade pouch and show it to him. He will definitely run away faster than anyone else!"
With that said, he took out a brocade pouch from his sleeve and handed it over to Xiao Xue.
Xiao Xue directly opened the brocade pouch and only took a glance before smiling bitterly. She bowed to Monk Jiu Rou and flew away.
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"Senior Brother, after leaving the Lingshan Temple, the scripture seal on your body has obviously weakened a lot. What should we do?"
At this time, Fang Xing and the little monk Shinsyu had already fled to the Chu Region, which was tens of thousands of miles away. They found a bustling Dasheng City and happily turned into two wild monks. They had a big meal in a restaurant, which made two wild monks who drank and ate meat appear in the human world. Shinsyu, needless to say, was only willing to eat meat when Fang Xing put a knife on his neck. Fang Xing also found that the monk's robe that Uncle Eleven had casually put on him at that time also had extraordinary divine power. It could maintain the seal's power and prevent it from dissipating so quickly, so he did not change it. Coupled with his big round bald head, he looked like a wild monk.
The little monk Shinsyu still had a bit of conscience. He did not forget to care about Fang Xing when his mouth was full of grease.
Master Fang was open-minded and waved his hand casually. "I know what I'm doing. You don't have to worry about it!"
His words made the little monk Shinsyu feel no psychological burden at all. He ate and drank as he should, but he did not care at all. He really did not have the trembling spirit he had when he went down the mountain for the first time. Anyway, it was the bandits who forced him to eat, right?
And Fang Xing was also complacent and did not care about the seal at all. He was very ambitious.
A man and a monk rushed to the south, eating and drinking all the way. They ate and drank delicacies. If they had no gold and silver in the mortal world, they found a rag and ran to the rich families to rob them. That really scared the rich families. They had seen people robbing money, but they had never seen two bald immortals flying down from the sky to rob money. They were anxious to get the silver and burn incense to pay tribute at the same time. They were so excited.
Along the way, the little monk Shinsyu worshipped Fang Xing more and more. According to him, when he went down the mountain for the first time, it was simply a torture. Basically, from Nan Zhan to Shenzhou, he did not eat much along the way. He ate wild fruits when he was hungry and drank mountain springs when he was thirsty. He climbed the mountain by walking and crossed the sea by flying. He enlightened a few monsters in the mountain village, but only got the villagers a meal of cornbread and pickles. It was not as good as coming out with Fang Xing. Every day, he ate delicacies, drank wine like water, and played with a lot of silver.
This also made the little monk Shinsyu more and more obedient. He did whatever he was told, which was much better than the donkey in the past.
However, when the two bald donkeys arrived at the Western Desert, the handsome little monk finally became disobedient. He was flying in the sky, but suddenly he didn't want to fly anymore. He stealthily pressed down on the cloud, and no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't leave.
Fang Xing kicked him angrily. "We are in a hurry. What are you doing?"
The little monk Shinsyu glanced into the distance and whispered, "Did you forget what you promised me?"
Fang Xing laughed angrily. "I have promised you many things. I will do them when I am in the mood. Who knows which one you are talking about?"
The little monk Shinsyu blushed. He pointed to the front and said, "Look, what is that?"
Fang Xing took a look and saw that in the mountains in front of him, there was a vast water vapor, but there was a big lake, which was clear and transparent. It happened that there was an abundant spiritual vein at the foot of the mountain, which made the lake as clear and transparent as jade. Not to mention the water source in the mortal world, even in the cultivation world, it was difficult to find such good water. At first sight, people could not help but jump in and swim.
After looking at the big lake for a while, Fang Xing's expression became serious. He tentatively said, "Did I promise to accompany you to take a bath?"
The little monk Shinsyu was speechless. After a while, he said, "I'm not talking about taking a bath …"
Looking at the bald donkey's twinkling eyes, Fang Xing suddenly remembered. "Oh … I promised to force you to watch women take a bath …"
The little monk blushed, lowered his head and did not speak.
Fang Xing angrily pushed his bald head. "Bathing is something that should be done in the city. If you see someone's wife or daughter is beautiful, you just hide by the window and squat there. You are in the wilderness, where can I find a woman to bathe for you?"
The little monk Shinsyu blushed even more. After a while, he said in a mosquito-like voice, "I don't need to go to the city … I don't need you to help me find one … I just … accidentally saw … a beautiful fairy falling from the clouds and heading in the direction of the big lake …"
"Oh …"
Fang Xing took a deep breath and looked at the little monk in a circle. His eyes were full of disbelief. He was speechless and said, "Lingshan Temple is a holy land of Buddhism. How could they teach such a thing like you …"
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