Before meeting Xie Zhenghong, many people couldn't understand why Xie Zhenghong could deceive the monks of the whole world and rescue Wen Chunxiang without danger. However, after seeing Xie Zhenghong at this moment, they realized that it was not that the deceived monks were too stupid, but that this person was born with a convincing temperament.

"Zen Master Xie has come from afar, it's really hard, please sit down." Fujin stretched out his hand and pulled forward, smiling slowly.

He didn't know if Xie Zhenghong really didn't recognize him or faked that he didn't recognize him, but since Xie Zhenghong had no intention of exposing him, he wouldn't thank Zhenghong for blocking him. In the future, they may be opposed because of their position, but now, this wicked man no longer needs him to do it.

What Fu Zhen wants to do is just add fuel to the fire.

But in front of Xie Zhenghong, he will definitely not say half a word.

"Excuse me." Xie Zhenghong strolled and followed Fuzhen to the listening pavilion and sat down, smiling and saluting the Buddhist monks present. Even if these Buddhist cultivators hate Xie Zhenghong in their hearts, they have to return the salute one after another, so many people can't tell the truth when they look at it.

"I heard that Zen Master Xie has a profound Dharma, and this time I will talk about the Tao, and I also ask Zen Master Xie to give me advice." Fu Zhen opened his speech and said, "All the fellow monks here are all admired, and please don't mind Zen Master Xie." ”

Xie Zhenghong quietly glanced at the people present, collected everyone's faces one by one, lowered his eyes slightly, and returned softly, "Where." ”

"There are also some senior brothers on the way, so we don't have to wait." A Buddha sitting on the left side of the blessed body held a string of beads and said in a loud voice, "We are all juniors, and it is not good to be the ones who opened the scene. But Zen Master Xie is a distinguished guest, so it is better to start with the Zen Master first. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, those Buddhist cultivators suddenly looked at Xie Zhenghong, as if they could see flowers on his face.

Those monks who watched the show also secretly said "here" in their hearts, and looked at Xie Zhenghong with great interest.

They really want to know, how to get this opening?

It's hard to say this opening remark, if it's too profound, it's difficult for the next person to pick up, and if it's too shallow, it's inevitable that you'll be ridiculed. Generally speaking, this opening line is the best by Fukujin. And Xie Zhenghong came over as an invitee at the moment, so it shouldn't be his turn to say it first. But the monk threw the subject at him without changing his face, and it would be too deliberate to refuse.

This is naturally the first "stumbling block" that everyone discussed.

Fu Zhen looked at Xie Zhenghong with a smile, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Xie Zhenghong didn't move yet, but a few monks sitting next to him couldn't help but interject, "Xie Zhenren is a guest, why are you embarrassed to take the lead?" I don't know the Dharma with a few friends, so I can take advantage of the time to ask for more advice. ”

"Yes, since there are still many masters on the way, it's better to wait first."

Together, these words interrupted Xie Zhenghong's prepared refusal.

It was seven or eight monks who spoke, and they seemed to be somewhat familiar with each other, and the aura on their bodies was also drifting, apparently using some disguised spells.

Seeing the excitement, it is not a big deal, and the monks who don't like Buddhism themselves very much, know that this is a confrontation between the two, and they also smile and deal with a few words.

Anyway, Xie Zhenghong is also a person from Wen Chunxiang's side, and they can't follow these Buddhist cultivators to fall into the well together.

The battle between the Buddhas must always be evenly matched to see through it.

This was echoed by some of the monks, and it was impossible for Fuzhen and the others not to listen, although they were angry with the few monks who had been killed halfway, they had to nod their heads in response. It's just that such a good opportunity was wasted, which is really helpless.

Xie Zhenghong looked at the monks, and the monk who was the leader winked at Xie Zhenghong slightly, and tidied up his clothes slightly, revealing the mark of a hundred flowers on his collar.

If he remembers correctly, this should be the sign of Hua Liqun, one of the four people under his seniors.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but feel some joy in his heart.

When he first arrived in the Great World of Xieyang, at that time, Wen Chunxiang also had to return to his body to rest because of distraction, and Xie Zhenghong also lived alone in those two years. But it's still a little different from now. At that time, the contract bone bead bracelet in Xie Zhenghong's hand was still in his hand, and it was full of traces of the life of his predecessors. In addition, Xie Zhenghong worked hard to improve his cultivation in those two years, but he didn't feel so lonely. But that's not the case today.

The predecessors have re-become the high-ranking demon emperor, and when they get along with each other every day, although the two still have a very tacit understanding, they have lost their previous intimacy after all. Xie Zhenghong sighed in his heart, but also sighed his uselessness. The seniors no longer need his help, they can go wherever they want, and there is no decision when they will see each other again. When Xie Zhenghong said the sentence "Have a good trip", he didn't have the idea of wanting to follow Wen Chunxiang in his heart.

It's a pity that he is only in the incarnation stage now.

Even if he can be undefeated in a short period of time against the Merge Period Cultivator, it will not change his identity in the Transformation Period.

Xie Zhenghong knew that the seniors might also want to take him to see it, but unfortunately the seniors didn't mention half a word. Xie Zhenghong is smart and naturally knows the reason for this. Although his cultivation is progressing rapidly, there is a gap of thousands of years between him and his predecessors.

Maybe one day he can go anywhere with his seniors, but not now.

Now, just a word and an action of such a monk, Xie Zhenghong can automatically imagine the appearance of the senior who ordered Hua Liqun at that time, and he must be afraid that he will find out and look forward to his discovery. The predecessor has always been a person who is not very good at showing his own concern, and ordinary people are often confused by the appearance and temperament of the senior, thinking that he is an arrogant and cold person, but they don't know that the predecessor is just not good at expressing it. Of course, there are very few people who can make Wen Chunxiang show this kind of feeling.

If Xie Zhenghong was a child or an arrogant person now, he might be unhappy about Wen Chunxiang's behavior, and sent someone to secretly follow him to say that he was still not worried about Xie Zhenghong's safety, and he didn't trust his strength very much. But Xie Zhenghong is not a child, and he is by no means a wasted person, he only saw the care and love of his predecessors from such actions, and he will only feel moved in his heart, and will not say half of Wen Chunxiang's "no".

This feeling of being cared for all the time is as if the seniors are sitting quietly behind them.

Xie Zhenghong's mood was irrepressible.

"The poor monks are not talented, and the Dharma is profound, so they dare not say the word 'proficient' directly. If you have some questions, the poor monks may be able to try to answer one or two. Xie Zhenghong clasped his hands together and said gently.

"Xie Zhenren is polite." The monk waved his hand again and again, "I just came out to travel recently, and I suddenly felt something." On the way here, he met a mountaineering woman, who looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, which was a moving age. However, the shoes under her feet were already tattered, and her face was yellow, but a pair of wonderful eyes did not waver. Moreover, this woman does not have the slightest aura fluctuation on her body, and she is clearly an ordinary mortal. The poor monk was puzzled, so he turned into a woodcutter in the mountains and stepped forward to ask. It turned out that this girl puppet took out an ancestral codex from the mountain behind her hometown. ”

At this, the monk couldn't help but pause, and seeing that everyone was listening attentively, he continued.

"Her ancestor was originally a small foundation-building monk, but his qualifications were vulgar and unbearable, so he returned to the world to enjoy the red dust. Who knew that his children and grandchildren went before him one by one, but he was the only one who lived for more than 200 years without illness or disaster. At the time of the decline of heaven and man, this person was full of regret in his heart, so he left such a codex to warn future generations. And left a magic weapon to detect the existence of the spiritual root and three taels of pills, and gave them to future generations. It's a pity that time has passed, and the elixir has long since failed, and the magic weapon has only flickered slightly and has no sound. She doesn't know whether this girl has a spiritual root or not, but she insists on going her own way, bidding farewell to her father and elders in the family, and insisting on following the codex to come to this deep mountain to apprentice and seek immortals. Seeing this, the poor monk sighed at his mind, and he had the heart to accept disciples, and he didn't want to test for her before he knew that she had no spiritual roots. After the monk finished speaking, his face was full of pity, "I am stupid, dare to be you, there are those who have not learned the Tao but there are those who have the heart of the Dao, how to seek the Tao?" ”

After the monk finished speaking, everyone in the room began to think.

This kind of thing is not uncommon for them to see, but they just sigh "no fate", where will they carefully think about these many things for irrelevant people? But now that the question has been raised, there is no room for them not to think about it.

"Since you are a person who has no fate, you should return from the same way, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and devote yourself to being the person who is destined in the next life." One of the Buddhas stood up and replied.

The so-called Buddha is destined to be a person, and naturally a person is destined to be saved by the Buddha, but this person who is not destined is naturally not among them.

The words fate and cause and effect are often used to solve unspeakable problems between the various academies. Because very few monks will get to the bottom of it, and no one will be able to get to the bottom of it.

Although the Buddha's words were unpleasant, they were right in the hearts of many monks.

Monks often give birth to offspring without spiritual roots, and at this time, they can only send this child to the world, give him a wealth and peace, and protect him for a hundred years, otherwise what else? If a person without a spiritual root wants to practice spells, he must use a secret method from the power above the merger period, and inject the best spiritual veins into the person's dantian to make a set of "pseudo-spiritual roots". Only when the Yuan Infant is detached from the physical body and empowered by the Heavenly Thunder can it become a true spiritual root, which is no different from that of ordinary monks. It's just that there are only a total of three thousand worlds in the merger period cultivators, and how many top-grade spiritual veins are there, and how many people are willing to spend such a big price to create an opportunity for a junior who has no spiritual roots to dissipate with the wind at any time?

When the questioning monk heard this, his face could not help but fall, and he hoarsely said in his throat, "Is this the only way?" ”

There was no one in the room answering, and apparently most of them thought so.

"It's not inconceivable." Xie Zhenghong suddenly said out loud.

"Please also ask Zen Master Xie to speak clearly." The monk was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

"The Buddha said: Those who are new to the Tao should first learn the five precepts and convert themselves to the three. One of the five precepts is compassion, kindness and benevolence do not kill. The second is to be honest and honest, save money and not steal. The third is chaste and good, fresh and clean. The fourth is faith, sex and non-deception. Fifth, to achieve, Zhiming is not chaotic. Since this woman is enthusiastic about seeking the Tao and has the five precepts in her body, she can find the way of her own body. Xie Zhenghong looked at the monk and smiled slightly, "The method of entering the Shinto, if you can enjoy the incense in the world and the believers can spread it widely, you can improve your cultivation, and it does not require the presence or absence of spiritual roots, this woman can walk this way." ”

"What if she doesn't have this opportunity and buries her bones deep in the mountains?"

"Amitabha, if she doesn't regret it, she will be considered to have fulfilled her wish." Xie Zhenghong chuckled, "Being able to die for the sake of seeking the Tao is already something that many monks can't do. Your Excellency's cultivation is profound, which is also very admired by the poor monks. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately looked at the monk who was questioning.

Shinto Taoism is quite mysterious, and very different from other Taoist traditions. They have very little need for aura, and they rarely appear in the cultivation realm, and they are more likely to collect incense in places where mortals gather. As a result, Shinto monks tend to have more small and medium-sized worlds and fewer large worlds, and their inheritance methods are more mysterious, with almost no definite standards, and it seems that there are only a few Dao traditions left today, and it may take a very difficult road to revival. In the big world, there are often fewer Shinto monks who have achieved cultivation, and they generally do not interact with the monks very much, and there is almost no sense of zài.

Therefore, when mentioning the matter of "no spiritual root", everyone subconsciously takes their own Taoist system as the standard, and does not think about Shinto monks at all.

But Xie Zhenghong said this, obviously with enough confidence.

"Zen Master Xie is amazing, yes, the little female practitioner is Shinto." As soon as the monk's voice fell, he changed his body and turned into a daughter in a gorgeous dress with wide sleeves, with a slender waist and a long skirt dragging to the ground, "Little girl Fang Rongjia, thank you Zen Master for your answer." ”

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and it turned out that the monk who was questioning was the woman herself.

Fang Rongjia bowed slightly to everyone, "When the little girl searched all over the mountains, many monks persuaded me to leave, and only when I was desperate did a Shinto monk lead me to the entrance, and after many years, it can be regarded as some results." It's just that a few days ago, I was meditating, dreaming about old things, and my mind was complicated, so I came to find a solution. After practicing for a long time, I forgot my original intention, which is really not right. Now I heard that Zen Master Xie answered, and the little girl is willing to take the five precepts as a precept to regulate herself. ”

"Congratulations, fellow Daoists."

"Congratulations."

The monks present congratulated her one after another, and Fang Rongjia herself was also very happy.

It's not that she doesn't understand, it's just that she lacks someone to give her an affirmation.

She is a person under the Demon King Hua Liqun, but she is a serious immortal cultivator, and she was sent to help Xie Zhenghong. Listening to the demon king's frank statement, Buddha Xiu Xie Zhenghong is a special person, so he made a statement to clarify that he was not confused in his heart. Once upon a time, she had asked this question in the mouths of others, but unfortunately no one had ever been willing to affirm her. Even if she asked her fellow Shinto monks, she never answered in the affirmative.

Now when I saw Xie Zhenghong, I realized that what the demon king said was true.

Xie Zhenghong smiled lightly, "Where, what Daoist friends said also opened the heart knot of the poor monk for many days. ”

He was working hard to get his predecessors out of trouble, and now he is also getting what he wants, why do he be children, worrying about the two not being as close as they used to be, and being happy for some small things, as long as the seniors are well, other things naturally don't have to be taken to heart.

Xie Zhenghong's heart moved, but he contacted Wen Chunxiang.

"Senior, are you here now?"

"Not yet, what's the matter, little monk, is someone bullying you?" Wen Chunxiang's surprised voice came, generally speaking, Xie Zhenghong would not take the initiative to use the contractual relationship to convey any information to him, now it seems a bit abnormal? He sent someone to protect the little monk secretly, so he shouldn't suffer a loss.

"No, I just want to talk to my seniors." Xie Zhenghong thought for a while, and added, "In the past, when attending meetings, poor monks were also used to talking on both sides, but now they can't change it, if they are disturbed......"

"Don't bother!" Wen Chunxiang's voice was a little loud, and he quickly cleared his throat, "It's a little boring to be in a hurry all the time, take advantage of the gap, you can also talk about the banquet, just like before." ”

Wen Chunxiang cast a spell, blocked the mouth of the monk who was about to commit the crime, slapped it out with a palm, and said with a smile, "The scenery here is beautiful, there is no one in the way, and it is very safe." ”

"Senior, poor monk ...... here"

Wen Chunxiang listened to Xie Zhenghong quietly talk about the banquet in a familiar voice, listened to Xie Zhenghong say that the demon Buddha called Fuzhen, and listened to the secret method of using relics to disguise himself as a Buddha when he saw back then, and his face couldn't help but bring out some smiles.

At the same time, the speed of his attack became more and more aggressive.

Did Jiayu and Feiyi and the others think that they could use these little shrimps to slow him down? This is too underestimating him Wen Chunxiang!

When Sansi came with several inner Buddhist disciples of the Zhilu Sect, he saw Xie Zhenghong talking about the money in the Tingyin Pavilion at a glance.

Almost all of the Buddhist disciples on the side became his foils, while the other Dharma cultivators and sword cultivators listened attentively to Xie Zhenghong's words, with more or less praise and admiration on their faces.

Such a scene can't help but remind Sanmi of the time when he and Xie Zhenghong were arguing.

Xie Zhenghong himself is a very attractive person, and after getting along with him for a long time, he will inevitably be attracted by the Buddha nature in him. Xie Zhenghong seems to be always indifferent and quiet, speaking unhurriedly, reasoned and well-founded, and it seems that nothing can shake his mind. The words that come out of his mouth always have a convincing magic, as if they should have been. Sansi didn't know what the relationship between Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang was, but he knew that Xie Zhenghong would never change what he said and did, and he would never take other people's dissatisfaction and abuse to him.

Xie Zhenghong suddenly felt something, looked up, and saw that among the Buddhist cultivators who came through the clouds, there was a person who smiled, and the smile was in stark contrast to the people around him, which was the third thought that he hadn't seen for many years.

It's a happy thing to meet someone in a foreign country.

Seeing this, a few inner disciples of these five major Buddhist sects couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

Although they were prepared that this group of outer disciples would not be able to hurt Xie Zhenghong at all, they could not be so one-sided.

The battle for the avenue is endless.

Since Xie Zhenghong chose to stand on the opposite side of them, he was naturally the enemy of them.

"Amitabha."

The Buddhist monks who came shouted in unison, drawing the attention of many monks in the listening pavilion.

Fuzhen and the others were overjoyed, slowly stood up from the futon, and bowed to the Buddhist monks in the air.

These Buddha cultivators in the air are much more powerful than these disciples present.

"The brothers have finally arrived." A Buddhist cultivator couldn't help but say happily.

They underestimate Xie Zhenghong too much.

Since that Fang Rongjia's female cultivator interrupted, the rhythm seemed to be controlled by Xie Zhenghong, and those monks who originally wanted to come over to watch the excitement discussed with Xie Zhenghong and put them aside. What's even more terrifying is that no matter what those monks ask, Xie Zhenghong can pick a few words from the Buddhist scriptures to answer them, which makes these Buddhist disciples want to leave one by one in shame.

They don't even know as many scriptures as an unshaved Buddha!

Is it possible for them to recite familiar scriptures in this way?

Wen Chunxiang is known as the title Kyushu because he is proficient in miscellaneous studies, and he is known as Kyushu, and he can't know the things of Kyushu, and he can't learn Kyushu. Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang have been together for a hundred years, and the two have learned a lot of things. Not to mention that the two of them can talk through the air because of the contract, and no one can hear it. Even if there is a temple question that Xie Zhenghong can't answer, Wen Chunxiang can help answer it, and then Xie Zhenghong can extract a few similar sentences from the vast Buddhist scriptures to answer, it is really easy.

"What the predecessors have learned is really admired by the little monk." Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but admire.

"I know a lot of things, little monk, if you don't understand in the future, you can ask, it's enough to learn for tens of thousands of years." Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but say a little ostentatiously, but he also secretly wiped a handful of sweat in his heart.

He used to know everything and learned everything well, but since he ascended to the position of the Demon Emperor, he has been bent on making trouble with those bald donkeys. At least he didn't know anything about the things and spells that had appeared in the past hundred years. You can't eat the old bottom like this anymore, what if one day the little monk can't answer the question he asks, it's still the same thing to be embarrassed, and delay his image in the little monk's heart.

Wen Chunxiang, whose body is a peony flower, even if he is much more convergent now, still cares about his image in his bones.

Especially his image in Xie Zhenghong's heart.

didn't know that from the time he started singing "Eighteen Touches", there was nothing left of his image.

Wen Chunxiang secretly vowed in his heart to learn more things after he went back, and easily slapped another wave of monks into disarray.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame this seat for demolishing your sect!" Wen Chunxiang's demonic qi gathered in his hand, and his coercion suppressed the surrounding creatures without the slightest movement.

"Why is the Demon Emperor so angry, these are just a meeting gift, a warm-up for the Demon Emperor." Fairy Jiayu dangled out of the void, and a pair of beautiful eyes winked at Wen Chunxiang, "I haven't seen it clearly in the Tianque Palace that day, and the Demon Emperor's demeanor is even more than in the past, which is really admirable." ”

"Someone else came out together." Wen Chunxiang didn't look at Fairy Jiayu, turned his head to look at the other side and said.

Flying Wing and Guiyuan Scattered Immortals stepped out from the other two sides one by one, with smiles on their faces that were not much different from those of Jiayu Fairy.

Wen Chunxiang raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look due north, and saw the gray-robed old man, "Yo, what kind of wind blew the Three Tribulations Scattered Immortals here?" ”