"Xiahou Longcheng …" Hao Defang glanced at him, "Albatross, this belongs to your family, right?"
Xiahou Tuo said awkwardly, "A good-for-nothing brat."
Guang Ling Duke added, "Kou Wenlan, I didn't expect Brother Kou's grandson to be involved."
Kou Lingxu said awkwardly, "Now that Emissary Gao mentioned it, it does seem to be the case."
He and Xiahou Tuo were in an awkward situation because both of them took away twenty percent of the Morality Goods Store's shares. This was not a big deal since it was just a store, but it was exposed in front of Qing Zhu.
Qing Zhu glanced around. It was fine to be clear about some things, there was no need to make things difficult for everyone. More importantly, how could someone of his status be punished for something like this? He only wanted to know if Niu Youde had anything to do with Demon Monk Nan Bo. Since it was not, it was a completely different matter, so he was relieved. He continued to ask Hu Lili, "What happened next?"
Hu Lili continued to tell them that after the monk threw the poisonous things, Demon Monk Nan Bo was afraid that he would cause trouble again, so he sent thousands of people to guard the canyon. However, the monk did not come again. However, when the next millennium arrived and everyone fled again, the monk came running again. Everyone was in a hurry to escape, but he ran over and collapsed the canyon, quickly burying it flat. This was something that no one dared to do even if they wanted to. If they angered the demonic monk, Nan Bo could make them commit suicide at any time, but the monk did it.
However, burying the canyon was useless. It could not stop Demon Monk Nan Bo from summoning everyone back, nor could it free everyone from Demon Monk Nan Bo's control. However, it caused a lot of trouble for Demon Monk Nan Bo, so he could no longer see what was happening outside the temple. We had to take a break from mating and dig through the collapsed canyon. However, the canyon was too deep, and we could not use our magic. It took us a hundred years to dig the buried temple out again. During that time, there was a landslide that killed dozens of people.
In order to prevent the monk from causing trouble again, Demon Monk Nan Bo sent out most of his men to capture the monk in a fit of rage. Who knew that the monk seemed to have guessed that Demon Monk Nan Bo was going to take revenge on him and had actually prepared a large number of traps in advance. Another thousand people were killed by him, forcing the demonic monk Nan Bo to withdraw his people.
A few hundred years later, an old monk suddenly appeared. The strange thing was, the demonic monk Nan Bo's technique also had no effect on this old monk. When the old monk appeared in the canyon, the young monk appeared out of nowhere. He waved his arms and shouted, "Master, let's go!" There was a demonic monk sealed inside that could control people.
At this moment, we knew that the old monk was the young monk's teacher. They were from the same sect. It was no wonder that he wasn't afraid of the demonic monk Nan Bo's magic.
Qing Zhu and the others looked at each other in dismay. A young one had come, and now an old one had come. Not only that, they had also found the demonic monk Nan Bo's sealed location. Moreover, they were not afraid of the demonic monk Nan Bo's Life Seeking Sanskrit Chant. What was going on?
He turned around and continued to listen to Hu Lili. After the old monk saw the situation in the valley, he was shocked. His expression was solemn and dignified. He actually ignored the young monk's dissuasion and directly charged into the valley. The demonic monk Nan Bo ordered us to capture the old monk. However, the young monk was anxious. He dragged a bunch of poisonous things from behind him and threw them into the valley. In the end, he also charged into the valley. He tore off the cloth covering his back, revealing a bunch of swords and sabers on his back. He used both hands to pull out a sword and a saber, then charged into the valley.
We were naked, and our storage bracelets had been taken away. We didn't have any weapons, so how could we resist the monk's swords and sabers? Many of us were injured. Later on, we picked up rocks and smashed them. The monk's head was bleeding, and his face was swollen. We forced the monk, who was covered in blood, to drag his teacher to the roof of the temple. He held a sword and saber in his hand to protect his vital spots. We couldn't do anything to him.
The demonic monk Nan Bo didn't want us to make unnecessary sacrifices. He asked us to retreat. The young monk, who was covered in blood, started to curse the old monk, saying that he had been tricked by the old monk. He wasn't polite to his teacher.
However, the demonic monk Nan Bo praised the young monk, saying that he had risked his life to save his teacher.
Later on, the old monk persuaded the demonic monk Nan Bo to put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Nan Bo said that he was a Buddha. The old monk asked him why he was trapped here. The demonic monk Nan Bo said that his disciple had betrayed him and ended up like this. We then learned that the Saint Master of the Six Paths was his disciple.
Later on, the old monk persuaded him to let go of his grudge. He then started a debate with the demonic monk Nan Bo. The two of them discussed the scriptures and the Dharma for more than a year. However, the demonic monk Nan Bo's Dharma was profound. In the end, the old monk wasn't his match. The old monk said that he couldn't win against him. Nan Bo's words made him cry. He kneeled and kowtowed, saying that he was willing to turn over a new leaf. He begged the demonic monk Nan Bo to accept him as his disciple. He almost became his disciple. Fortunately, the young monk took action in time. He picked up the rock we had thrown to the roof and used it to knock out his teacher.
Then, the demonic monk Nan Bo wanted to debate with the young monk. "Your teacher thinks that I'm right, so why don't you become my disciple?" The young monk argued with him. However, his mouth was full of vulgarities. He cursed the demonic monk Nan Bo for more than a month. Every time his teacher woke up, he would be knocked out again. The demonic monk Nan Bo was enraged and didn't want to argue with him anymore.
Qing Zhu and the others were dumbfounded. They looked at each other and wanted to see the young monk.
Hu Lili didn't stop talking.
However, the old monk had been persuaded by the demonic monk Nan Bo. He had entered a demonic barrier. The young monk had knocked out the old monk more than ten times. However, the old monk didn't come to his senses every time he woke up. Left with no other choice, the young monk untied the ropes that bound his sword and saber and tied the old monk up.
Afterward, the young monk tried all kinds of methods to wake the old monk up. However, it was useless. Left with no other choice, the young monk sat cross-legged on the roof and began to sincerely read the scripture to the old monk. He repeated the same scripture over and over again. The demonic monk Nan Bo seemed to have found a way to deal with the young monk. He also sat cross-legged in the hall below and chanted the scripture. The valley was filled with the sound of the two people chanting the scripture. The two scriptures were competing with each other. Listening to them gave us a painful headache.
The young monk's Buddhist teachings weren't as good as the demonic monk Nan Bo's. Moreover, the scripture Nan Bo chanted seemed to counter the young monk's scripture. The young monk, who was sitting with his palms clasped together, looked like he was about to go crazy. His teacher, who was tied up, was screaming in pain. We couldn't bear the pain either.
The demonic monk Nan Bo's Buddhist teachings were profound. After one day of chanting, the cold wind started to howl in the valley. After two days of chanting, dark clouds covered the sky, and the cold wind in the valley became bone-chilling. Frost started to form on the mountain wall. After three days of chanting, the resentful energy of heaven and earth gathered. Ghosts and ghost flames came, mixing with the cold wind and whistling.
The temple embedded in the mountain wall was covered in frost. The young monk's body was also covered in frost. He shivered and had the urge to run away. However, he had to drag his teacher, who was a burden, so he couldn't run away. The young monk, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly grabbed a sword and stabbed himself. After he woke up, he continued to chant the scripture and fight against the demonic monk Nan Bo. The temple embedded in the mountain wall was covered in frost. The young monk's body was also covered in frost. He was shivering and had the urge to run away. However, he had to drag his teacher, who was a burden, so he couldn't run away. The young monk, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly grabbed a sword and stabbed himself. After he woke up, he continued to chant the scripture and fight against the demonic monk Nan Bo.
After listening to him, Qing Zhu and the others were filled with deep respect. Although that monk didn't look like a real monk, they didn't expect him to have such great willpower.
The few of them looked at each other and continued to listen to Hu Lili.
Fortunately, the young monk had taken advantage of the moment when the Thousand Year Opportunity restriction went out of control to make some preparations. He stuffed the Glorious Star immortal herb in advance and swallowed it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to endure it.
However, after using the method of stabbing himself to wake himself up for a long time, it was inevitable that he would become numb to pain. After that, no matter how much the young monk stabbed himself, it was useless. Under the suppression of the demonic monk Nan Bo, he became violent and restless. His chanting of the scripture also became intermittent.
However, the young monk still persisted. In the end, he even started to bleed from his seven apertures.
Unable to endure the pain, the young monk suddenly smashed his fist on the roof of the temple. His fist was so bloody that the white bone could be seen. However, after this attack, the restriction within the temple was triggered. A "dong" sound of a bell rang in the temple. Immediately, the demonic monk Nan Bo, who was chanting non-stop, shut his mouth.
This sound of the bell also gave the young monk a way to break the restriction. The young monk grabbed his sword and pierced through a big rock that was thrown on the roof. He took off his monk robe and wrapped it around his sword. Then, he used a rope to tie the rock tightly and made a wooden fish sound. Once again, he sat cross-legged on the roof and started chanting again. As soon as the demonic monk Nan Bo started chanting, the young monk immediately raised his sword and knocked on the roof. The bell in the temple immediately rang and suppressed the demonic monk Nan Bo, preventing him from chanting anymore.
The young monk used this method to suppress the demonic monk Nan Bo. From then on, only his pious chanting could be heard in the valley. The demonic monk Nan Bo couldn't do anything to him. The young monk chanted on the roof for a hundred years. After a hundred years, he finally dispersed the yin energy that the demonic monk Nan Bo had gathered in the valley. The spirits were chased away, and the resentment was exhausted.
The young monk's hundred years of pious chanting had made him very skilled in chanting. His tongue was like a lotus, and each word he spat out was like a pearl. Every word was imprinted in our hearts.
One day, it never rained in the valley. Amidst the chanting of the Buddhist scriptures, it started to rain. A rainbow crossed the sky above the valley. The young monk sat on the roof with a solemn face. After being drenched in the rain, our hearts were calm. The pain and suffering in our hearts had disappeared. The scriptures that the young monk had been chanting day after day had been engraved in our minds. Someone sat down and began to chant. Soon, everyone else followed suit.
When we started to chant the scriptures, we found that we had gotten rid of the demonic monk Nan Bo's control. Immediately, someone took the chance to run away. However, as soon as we had a strange thought, we fell back into the monk's control. We didn't dare to have any other thoughts. We sat cross-legged in the valley and followed the young monk's devout chanting.
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