"Died under the thunder,
Buried in the mountain peak. "
This was when Bai Suzhen met the Zhenwu Beiji Emperor in the past,
The oath she made to him,
If it was to repay his kindness,
If she harmed the common people in the mortal world,
There would be such an ending.
After Bai Suzhen descended to the mortal world and met Xu Xian, she thought for him everywhere,
She opened a medicine shop,
She did good everywhere,
This was a blessing, but all her hard work was in a battle at Jinshan Temple,
It was destroyed in an instant.
When the few of them worked together to settle the disaster victims in Zhenjiang, Xu Xian, who had escaped from Jinshan Temple during the chaos, also reunited with Bai Suzhen,
And it was at Leifeng Pagoda by the West Lake.
It was really ironic.
After seeing Leifeng Pagoda, Siyang knew that,
Bai Suzhen was destined to be suppressed for twenty years. This was her sin, but a mere twenty years was nothing. Fortunately, she was pregnant with the Wenqu Star.
"Wife, wife, I finally found you." When Xu Xian saw Bai Suzhen, his eyes turned red. He held her hand and didn't let go.
Tears kept flowing. "I don't want to be separated from you again."
Bai Suzhen was still angry with Xu Xian.
If he wasn't so paranoid,
How could he be tricked by Fa Hai to come to Jinshan Temple and believe his words to become a monk? Otherwise, how could there be such a thing?
But seeing him cry pitifully, no matter how much resentment she had in her heart, it disappeared.
However, Xiaoqing didn't have Bai Suzhen's good temper. She had been dissatisfied with Xu Xian for a long time. She pulled Bai Suzhen and separated the two of them. She put her hands on her hips and pointed at Xu Xian. "Official Xu, who can believe you when you say one thing and do another? Do you know that you almost killed my sister?"
"I …" Xu Xian was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. He looked at Bai Suzhen with red eyes and murmured, "Wife …"
Bai Suzhen's heart ached. "Alright, alright, Xiaoqing, I know I was wrong."
Xiaoqing was still unwilling to give up. She coldly looked at Xu Xian, pointed at her own nose and said, "Look carefully, I am a snake spirit. My sister is a thousand-year-old white snake spirit, and I am a green snake spirit …"
"Also, this is a fairy. We're not humans. Now you know who we are, right? Are you scared or not?"
Siyang, who was also called out in the corner: "…"
He was really shot even when he was lying down.
Obviously, the truth was very frightening. Xu Xian's small white face was completely pale, and he looked like he was scared out of his wits. However, he wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve and said loudly with his head held high, "I'm scared, of course I'm scared, but …"
Before Xiaoqing could show a mocking expression, Xu Xian suddenly revealed a sad and bitter smile.
"But … no matter what, you're still my wife. I was wrong in the past. Now, I just want to grow old with you. No matter if you're a fairy or a human, you're still my wife."
"Husband …" Bai Suzhen was moved.
"Wah, wah, it's so touching …"
Sensing someone sobbing beside her, Siyang turned her head and saw Shi 'er leaning against the tree behind her. He was staring straight at the couple who had just reconciled with each other. He was holding a small handkerchief that he had taken out of nowhere and was wiping his tears. It was quite an eyesore.
"Don't you feel touched? It's not easy for a fairy and a fairy to fall in love. "Shi 'er wiped his snot with his handkerchief and looked at Siyang with red eyes and nose.
The latter's mouth twitched and she took two steps to the side.
The fate between Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian had spanned thousands of years. It was very rare and touching, but no matter how touched she was, the atmosphere was ruined by this person.
Siyang didn't want to pay any attention to Shi 'er. She looked around and was a little surprised. She elbowed Shi' er and asked, "Where did your master go?"
"Isn't my master …" Shi 'er wanted to say that his master was right next to him, but when he looked up, he couldn't see anyone.
"He, where did the old man go?"
Shi 'er walked forward and looked around, but there was no trace of him.
"Could it be …" Siyang's eyes turned. She made a hand seal and did some calculations. The corners of her lips curled up.
"What did you calculate?" Looking at her, Shi 'er had some guesses.
Glancing at Shi 'er, Siyang couldn't help but laugh. "It seems that your master isn't someone who can swallow his anger."
"Let's go. Let's help your master so that he won't be taken advantage of." Bai Suzhen was fine now, but after she gave birth to Literati Star, she had to go to Leifeng Pagoda to be punished. This was her vow.
Shi 'er was strangely grabbed by the collar and dragged away.
As soon as he mentioned it, he arrived in front of a magnificent and imposing temple.
There were three golden words on the plaque hanging on the temple's lintel.
"What temple?" Shi 'er couldn't read and couldn't figure out what the words were.
"Jinshan Temple." He didn't get a single word right. Siyang was speechless.
As soon as the two of them stepped into the temple, they heard a loud bang. A window on the left side was smashed, and a person broke out of the window. He slid diagonally in the air for a few breaths, and then flipped several times before stabilizing his body.
When Shi 'er saw him, he hurriedly called out, "Old man, what are you doing here?"
Yan Chixia was standing on the roof. When he saw Siyang and Shi 'er, he frowned but didn't say anything. He stared in the direction he had just flown out of. Then, the three of them saw an old monk with a white beard and twelve scars on his bald head walk out. In his left hand was a heavy golden alms bowl as big as a man's head.
Fa Hai felt something was wrong as soon as he came out. He looked sideways and stared at Siyang with his bright eyes. He scolded, "What a bold demon! How dare you trespass on the Buddhist Sanctum?"
"Old monk, I'm not Bai Suzhen. My hands are not stained with the sin of killing. Since you came to the mortal world from Spirited Mountain, you should know that you can't accept a demon like me who is cultivating in seclusion to attain Dao." Siyang stroked his long hair. He wasn't afraid of Fa Hai. Buddhists were particular about the virtue of caring for all living things. Catching demons without reason was a sin.
As expected, Fa Hai's lips moved. Although he looked at Siyang the same way, he didn't attack.
"You old bald donkey, I thought you and I were kindred spirits. I believed your words and helped you catch demons, but innocent people were hurt." The more Yan Chixia thought about it, the angrier he became. The angrier he was, the more he couldn't swallow it. He came to fight with the monk.
Unfortunately, Yan Chixia was no match for Fa Hai.
Fa Hai was a senior monk who had cultivated for thousands of years. Yan Chixia's decades of cultivation were no match for him.
"Amitabha." Fa Hai chanted the name of Buddha. "Yan Daochang, you and I are both cultivators. Killing demons is our responsibility. As for the people of Zhenjiang, I feel deeply guilty. But this was the evil deed of the snake demon Bai Suzhen. She will be punished by the heavens in the future."
"Bai Suzhen is to blame. Master Fa Hai won't be able to escape either. You dragged Yan Daochang with you. I don't know what you're trying to do. You Buddhists are particular about discipline. You've cultivated for thousands of years, but your Buddha's heart hasn't been fixed. I'm afraid you'll have to roll around in the mortal world."
"Demon, I won't argue with you. How dare you be so presumptuous. Do you really think I won't take you in?" Raising the golden alms bowl, Fa Hai shouted in a deep voice, "Even if I can't take your life, I should take you in."
Shi 'er couldn't stand it anymore. "You old monk, taking demons and taking lives. You're not worthy of being a Buddha."
Siyang patted Shi 'er's shoulder and comforted him. He smiled at Fa Hai and said, "If you want to take me in with the golden alms bowl, the Little Demon is no match for you. But the Little Demon came from the Black Mountain of the Netherworld. I'm afraid it'll be easy for you to take me in, but hard for you to deal with."
Since the establishment of the Netherworld, there was a black mountain under the ground of the Netherworld. The mountain was sentient and nothing lived in it. No one knew when a demon appeared in the black mountain. It was called the Old Demon of the Black Mountain.
Because it was born in the Netherworld, demons and ghosts worshiped it. It was called the King of Demons in the Demon World and the Ghost World was ranked on the same level as the Ten Ghost Emperors.
It was said that the world of demons also depended on the background.
Bai Suzhen relied on the Old Mother of Mount Li and Guanyin Bodhisattva. Fa Hai had the Great Arhat of Mount Li behind him, the Centipede Spirit that was killed by Bai Suzhen and the others. Because his father was Giin Dharmapāṇa, he could also trigger many kinds of karma in the future.
Siyang deliberately revealed this to Fa Hai.
"The Demon King." Fa Hai instantly connected the dots and frowned. Although he was a disciple of Buddhism, he couldn't easily offend some people. For example, the Netherworld and the Netherworld. Even if he dealt with Bai Suzhen, he would only do so to vent his anger. He wouldn't take her life. Now that he knew Siyang had another identity, it was even more difficult to make a move.
"Hmph." With a heavy snort, Fa Hai sneered, "Don't rely on your background. If you do something outrageous …"
"Master, you should reflect on your words." Siyang interrupted him with a sneer.
Fa Hai was slightly annoyed.
But Siyang didn't look at him. She waved to Yan Chixia who was on the roof and said, "Taoist Yan, you'd better come down. You can't beat this old monk. He's a monk who has been reciting Buddhist scriptures for thousands of years. He's much more eloquent than you. Let's go. I'll show you the way. If you become a disciple of Ancestor Lu, no one will dare to drag you down with them."
Yan Chixia was indeed helpless against Fa Hai. However, Siyang's words piqued his interest, "Girl, don't speak nonsense."
In the hearts of cultivators like them, Ancestor Lu was their ancestor. Anyone would be eager to be Ancestor Lu's disciple. However, how could he listen to a demon's words? He couldn't help but look forward to it.
Out of the corner of her eye, Siyang saw Fa Hai's stiff and unsightly expression. She continued, "Of course it's truer than gold. Let's go back and discuss it. When you become Ancestor Lu's disciple in the future, I think even Buddhism disciples will have to think twice."
Fa Hai looked at her coldly.
The Netherworld was dark and sunless.
The tall figure on the throne looked at the scene reflected in the mirror in his hand very seriously.
Under the throne, many Little Demon bowed their heads. Occasionally, a brave one would secretly look up. Seeing their Wang Shang acting like this, they were all surprised.
"Heh."
The sudden sneer made the group of Little Demon's bodies tremble. They hurriedly lowered their heads and didn't dare to peek anymore.
Siyang really didn't lie about what she said to Yan Chixia in front of Fa Hai at the Jinshan Temple that day. The toad spirit Wang Daoling was able to ask for three talismans from Ancestor Lu. Those talismans were the Taoist techniques left behind by Ancestor Lu.
When Wang Daoling died, Siyang dug out his Fortune Temple. After looking through it, she found that there was a method to set up an altar to communicate with Ancestor Lu. If he cultivated it well, he could be counted as a disciple of Ancestor Lu.
She couldn't use it anyway, so it didn't matter if she gave it to Yan Chixia.
After giving Ancestor Lu's Taoist techniques to Yan Chixia and his disciple, Siyang prepared to leave.
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