Just as the crowd was looking for the source of the sound, they found a green bull in the sky slowly coming this way.
The green bull seemed to be strolling leisurely in the air. What was incredible was that when the green bull walked, it seemed to shrink the ground to a foot. In less than a few breaths, it appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone took a closer look and saw a person sitting on the back of the green bull.
It was a slovenly and sloppy old man, a deranged monk wearing ragged clothes, a broken hat, and broken shoes, holding a broken fan in his hand. He sat leisurely on the back of the green ox with his legs crossed, waving the broken fan while drinking wine from the gourd.
Seeing this person, everyone was very strange, wondering who he was.
What was even more surprising was that when the slovenly old man appeared, Pudu and more than a dozen Western Buddhas respectfully bowed to the old man, "Pudu pays his respects to Ancestor Daxing!"
Good fellow!
Pudu was the ruler of Buddhism in this world, and his status in Western Buddhism was not low. How could he bow to this old man and call him Ancestor Daxing?
Could it be that this sloppy old man who was drinking wine was an eminent monk of Buddhism in the Western Heaven? Or Ancestor Daxing?
No one knew.
Everyone also felt that it was rare.
However.
When the female sect Ye Tianlan and the three mysterious giants saw the old man riding the green bull, they were shocked, especially Su'Er. Others might not know this old man, but as the Fairy of the Ninth Heaven in her previous life, she knew the old man's identity.
This was a veritable eminent monk, and his Buddhist name was Daxing.
He had been wandering in the Three Thousand Macro Worlds all year round, practicing medicine to help the world. His love was boundless, and he promoted Buddhism to save all living beings. He was known as the Living Buddha. Because he was crazy and liked wine and meat, he was also known as the Crazy Monk Daxing. He had a very high reputation in both the Three Thousand Macro Worlds and the Great Desolate Heaven Realm.
What was even more amazing was that the Crazy Monk Daxing's Dharma power was boundless, especially the broken fan in his hand. It was said that it was given by the ancient Buddha, the Burning Lamp Ancestor. As long as he waved it gently, no matter if you were a Demon King, a Demon King, a Golden Immortal, or a Golden Arhat, you would all be turned into ashes.
However, the Crazy Monk Daxing had been wandering in the Three Thousand Macro Worlds all year round, and his whereabouts were uncertain. He had no fixed residence, and his whereabouts were unpredictable. Why did he appear in this world at this time?
Without hesitation.
Su 'Er immediately bowed and said, "Su' Er greets Senior Daxing."
"Oh, Little Su'Er.......................................... i..................
Evidently, the Mad Monk knew Su 'Er.
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That was in Su 'Er's previous life. Because Su' Er's sect had a deep relationship with the Zen Sect in the Western Paradise, she had met the Mad Monk Da Xing when she was very young.
"But little girl Su'Er, how could you be so careless and end up in such a sorry state? Even your Immortal Spirit was almost burnt …" Perhaps it was because he could see that Su'Er was extremely weak and her Immortal Spirit was severely damaged, the Mad Monk sitting on the green ox could not help but mutter, "Motherf * cker, those bastards from the Great Path are too much. Motherf * cker, if anything happens to you, they'll cry."
As he spoke, Mad Monk Daxing gently waved his broken fan. A pure aura of life enveloped Su'Er. Immediately after, Su'Er's damaged immortal spirit was restored to its original state. Her weakened state gradually recovered. It was truly miraculous.
"Thank you, Senior Daxing, for saving me."
After thanking him, Su'Er begged, "Senior Daxing, can you save little Jin Er?"
"No hurry, no hurry. This is why I came."
Hearing this, Su'Er was startled. She immediately remembered Nalan Qianqiu's words. Senior Sister had said that in the face of such a stalemate, there had to be a middleman to mediate the conflict. Senior Sister had also said that this middleman must have a certain degree of friendship with Gu Qingfeng.
Could it be that the Crazy Monk Daxing was the middleman that Senior Sister had mentioned?
But did the Crazy Monk Daxing have a relationship with Gu Qingfeng?
Just as Su'Er was wondering, the Crazy Monk Daxing jumped down from the green ox. He walked over and patted Gu Qingfeng on the shoulder. He said with a smile, "Brother Gu, long time no see. How have you been?"
As he spoke, the Crazy Monk Daxing flipped his hand and took out several jars of wine. He said, "Last time, I gave you a jar of Nine Lives and Nine Deaths, but you threw it away. You made me lose face. See, I got a few more jars. This time, I can't throw them away again. These jars of Nine Lives and Nine Deaths almost cost me my life."
This scene made Su'Er a little confused.
Back then, in order to find Gu Qingfeng, she had walked the path that Gu Qingfeng had walked, been to the places that Gu Qingfeng had been to, and had also met the people that Gu Qingfeng had seen. In her impression, Gu Qingfeng had not seen the Crazy Monk Daxing in this world. And as far as she knew, the Crazy Monk Daxing had not been to this world either.
Then how did they know each other?
Su'Er remembered that after Gu Qingfeng was judged by the Immortal Dao, he had disappeared for three hundred years. Although Gu Qingfeng said that he had only taken a stroll around the Great Heaven Domain, Su'Er did not believe it. Now it seemed that it was true. Otherwise, how could he know the Crazy Monk Daxing, a mysterious living Buddha? Moreover, not only did they seem to have a good relationship, they even seemed to call each other brothers.
In fact.
Su'Er's guess was right. Gu Qingfeng did know the Crazy Monk Daxing in the Great Heaven Domain.
But they only knew each other.
There was not much friendship between the two.
To Gu Qingfeng, the Crazy Monk Daxing was at most a friend who was not a friend, and also a benefactor who could not be considered a benefactor.
They were friends because they had the same hobby, which was wine. They knew each other because of wine.
They were not friends because he had a feud with the Buddhists. At that time, the Crazy Monk Daxing had stepped forward to persuade him, and in the end, the two had fought.
As for his benefactor.
Back then, Gu Qingfeng had offended the Great Buddha. Not only had he been attacked by the three Great Holy Monks, but he had also been purified by the Buddhist source. In the end, the Crazy Monk Daxing had stepped forward to help him out.
He was not a benefactor because even if the Crazy Monk Daxing had not stepped forward, Gu Qingfeng would not have been afraid of purifying his soul.
Of course, Gu Qingfeng would not deny this kindness.
Therefore, when the Crazy Monk Daxing came, Gu Qingfeng did not continue to remain silent this time. He just said faintly, "They are quite good at finding people. How did they find you?"
"I have no choice. You have a reputation. Who in this world doesn't know that you are not to be trifled with? No one would dare to come." The Mad Monk Daxing gulped down his wine and glanced at the blood moon in the sky. He said, "Well, I don't know how they found me, but when I heard that it was about you, I rejected them on the spot and refused to come. I don't want to meddle in your affairs, and I can't afford to. But there's nothing I can do. You know, I'm from the Western Paradise after all. Plus, they're talking about this ancestor and that ancestor. They're trying to coax, trick, threaten, and even play favors from time to time. I really can't take it anymore, so I can only brace myself and come here."
(End of chapter)
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