Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Great Monk Descends the Mountain

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If there is a difference, it can only mean that there is a relationship of interest in it.

This is what Fahai understood 700 years ago.

And at this time, Zhao Han actually came to the door with a silver ticket, and said to him what "Demon Removal Guardian Dao"?

Is this something that you, the prince who has lived all his life, can do?

There are more monsters in the Great Song Dynasty.

Not to mention the little demons, even the big demons in the innate realm and even in the knot stage have nearly a hundred people.

There are so many demons and monsters that you have never paid attention to in the past hundred years, and now you come to ask the monk and me to remove the demon guard?

If there is nothing greasy in it, then he Fahai will never believe it!

Fahai is not stupid.

Because a fool would not have lived for more than 700 years like him, and he could still be appreciated by the Buddha, and he was destined to become a Buddha through practice.

Zhao Han came to the door this time, and he must have asked him, a monk, to be a coolie.

But does he have a reason to refuse?

"Amitabha, Zhao Shizhu, the poor monk doesn't seem to have heard of a monster rebellion near Hangzhou, I don't know where the donor got the news?"

The smile in his eyes became more and more intense, and the Buddha bead in Fahai's hand slowed down its rotation.

Since Zhao Han is not here to find trouble, then everything is easy to say.

"Uh..."

Seeing that Fahai really reasoned with him about whether there were any monsters, Zhao Han was a little helpless.

Great monk, is it really good for you to do this?

I'm just asking you for a favor, anyway, there are so many demon souls in the demon tower behind Jinshan Temple, what's wrong with this one?

If you catch a demon, I won't be in front of your mountain gate.

It's good for the two of them to get together and disperse, how good is this.

Why do you have to debunk me?

As if you could not go if you debunked me!

Complaining in his heart, Zhao Han turned his palm, and the silver ticket disappeared in his hand.

When he looked up again, Zhao Han's face had changed to a smiling expression.

"I ate the snake you raised last year, and this year I want to change my taste and eat a fried centipede, what do you think of this reason, great monk?"

"Lord Zhao, monks should be compassionate, please restrain you..."

"Be merciful, you're right to say that."

Interrupting Fahai's words casually, Zhao Han pointed to his stomach, and said with a smile on his face: "If I don't eat enough here, then I don't know how many people will be killed in this world."

By the way, I heard that there are a few lions in Baolin Temple that are about to become sperm, do you say that the taste of lions is not ...."

Zhao Han only said half of it.

And the meaning, Fahai also understood it all.

As the protagonist of the villain and the final boss, Fahai's emotional intelligence is not negative.

Zhao Han said everything so clearly, if Fahai can't "comprehend" it anymore, then it can only be said that he is stupid.

Baolin Temple is located in a valley 800 miles west of the Great Song Dynasty, with pleasant scenery and many monks, and is an intersection of the Buddhism Gate of the Middle Earth and the Buddhism Gate of the Western Regions.

This temple was opened outside the border line of the country, and it also had frequent contact with the monasteries in the territory, often received monks from Tianzhu from afar to spend the night, and also provided them with travel expenses after entering the Song Dynasty.

Logically speaking, it's nothing.

Are all monks in the world a family?

But who knows if any of these monks are mixed in with spies from other countries?

You must know that a monk is not the same as a businessman.

Because the merchant wants to do business, both the route and the final destination are planned, and they are all within the control of the Great Song Dynasty.

But the monk... A carefree person.

God knows if they can't think about it with a twitch of brains, and they are hired by others to run to the Great Song Dynasty as spies?

Under such circumstances, Baoling Temple is still providing supplies to these monks.

Isn't this giving Da Song eye medicine?

You say that you are promoting the Dharma and contributing to the spread of the Dharma.

But what do these care about our Song people?

How many good people will suddenly not think of becoming a monk?

Not to mention that at this time, when the Great Song Dynasty was a monk, he also had to pay taxes, and there was no benefit, so why should people be monks and suffer that sin?

At this time, the Great Song Dynasty was like this, close to Taoism and distant from Buddhism.

itself has been suppressed, if the Tianzhu Buddha Kingdom with the same origin and near from afar is cut off, how can Buddhism still fight?

Zhao Han also pointed to his stomach with the sentence "life is ruined", and unintentionally told Fahai, if you don't agree, I have to move the Baolin Temple in the Western Regions.

Naked threats......

was a little angry and helpless, but in the end Fahai agreed to Zhao Han.

"Master Zhao Shi should use these spiritual creatures less in the future, after all, they are all born and raised by heaven and earth, and it is not easy to cultivate all things."

Words of refusal were spoken, but Fahai's men had already made their way to the foot of the mountain.

Golden and red robes, purple and gold bowls.

There are eight ring scars on the top of the head, and a majestic body.

The great monk descended the mountain, surrounded by pedestrians.

When Cen Biqing walked up the mountain road, she happened to meet Fahai who was coming down the mountain.

"Amitabha, the pure place of Buddhism, please go back to the female benefactor"

Stopping, Fahai glanced at Cen Biqing, the bowl in his hand moved, but in the end he didn't choose to do it.

Seeing that the great monk suddenly spoke, Cen Biqing snorted coldly and his eyes showed a dangerous light.

"Monk, don't meddle in your affairs, this girl is in a bad mood today, if you are talking too much, be careful that I will directly throw you from this Jinshan Temple!"

"Female donor, the mountain road is tortuous and difficult to climb, and you still need to do what you can"

Fahai's face remained unchanged.

No matter how bad his cultivation is, no matter how bad his cultivation is, he won't even be able to defeat a little demon who has never been married.

At the moment, he didn't say that he wanted to collect the demon, but the goblins actually provoked him first.

was a little dumbfounded, but the golden bowl in Fahai's hand moved, and he still didn't choose to do it.

It's good to collect a demon today, if you do too much, you can't say that there will be some waves.

Fahai is gone.

Holding the purple gold bowl in his hand.

In the middle of the mountain road, Cen Biqing froze in place as if she had lost her soul.

When Zhao Han found her, she was still the same as the corpse.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you?"

Walking to Xiaoqing's side, seeing that she didn't move, Zhao Han stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her.

Cen Biqing didn't move at all.

"What is this?"

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Han looked thoughtfully at the bottom of the mountain, where he could vaguely see Fahai's figure.

Between words.

Fahai seemed to be slightly aware of it, and actually turned around and saluted him.

The next second, Zhao Han's ears sounded the Buddha's horn.

"Amitabha"

"Ahh Pander to.. Mida... Mida..."

Beside him, Cen Biqing seemed to be going to follow Fahai's example and return the salute.

Zhao Han was shocked!

Xiaoqing actually believes in Buddhism?

Where is this?

Quickly stretched out his hand to the center of Cen Biqing's eyebrows, and a little strength overflowed from his fingertips, and the center of Cen Biqing's eyebrows was a little bruised.

Under the pain, Cen Biqing's originally confused pupils became clearer.

"I... This is? ”

Looking at her folded hands, looking at Zhao Han standing beside her, she subconsciously asked Zhao Han beside her.

Zhao Han didn't speak, just rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers.

He just said that he was going to destroy the Baolin Temple, but Fahai gave him such a play.

Raise the bar?

Or do you want to tell him that it is easy for Buddhism to teach the Dharma, but he disdains it?

"I'm asking you!"

Seeing that Zhao Han didn't answer her, Cen Biqing frowned, but when she felt the pain in her eyebrows, her face became unkind.

"What's going on with my eyebrows?"

"Falling while walking"

"Falling while walking?"

Cen Biqing's eyes widened, with an expression of "you tease me".

Zhao Han was thinking about what Fahai had just done in his heart, where was he still in the mood to perfunctory her.

"You just walked and walked well, and suddenly you fell, but I came over and helped you up, and you woke up"

As he spoke, Zhao Han's footsteps had already chased in the direction of Fahai's departure.

His footsteps were like the wind, and he crossed the ninety-nine steps of Jinshan Temple in a few steps, and then saw his footsteps move lightly, and he had disappeared into the mountain stream forest in a few steps.

And in the same place, Cen Biqing looked at Zhao Han's disappearing back, couldn't help but curse twice, and finally followed.

Didn't you say that you would go to Jinshan Temple to find a monk for help?

I haven't seen the shadow of the monk, what do you mean when you ran away first!

Can we save this man?

Cen Biqing actually completely forgot what had just happened......

From Nanshan Jinshan Temple to Huangyan Mountain, a total of 147 miles of road.

It's not far, but it takes the average person a few days to walk.

But the three of them chased each other, and when the sun set, Zhao Han had already arrived at the foot of Huangyan Mountain.

He came after Fahai.

But after chasing all the way, when he reached the foot of this mountain, why was Fahai's shadow gone?

Looking at the sun that had been blocked by the mountain, Zhao Han raised his eyebrows.

In the next second, the dragon qi began to condense on him.

Antlers, horse's head, snake body, three claws.

A dragon that looks like a dragon but not a dragon looks up and roars.

"Roar, roar, roar, !!"

The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger.

At the foot of the mountain, the dragon's chant resounded, and the dark clouds gathered in the sky.

The wind rises.

Cloud Movement!

Cen Biqing, who was some distance behind Zhao Han, hurriedly quickened her pace after seeing this scene.

She promised her sister that she would not let Zhao Han be in danger.

On the other side, the great monk who has been in the mountain for a long time also raised his head at this time and looked up at the changing sky.

"What is this going to do?"

Fahai said secretly in his heart.

Fahai is strange, but the local land gods and mountain gods are even more confused.

The gods sat in the temple, but they were all attracted by the dragon's roar.

A mountain god, a land god, six ancestral gods, and a tiger demon with white fur.

When they arrived, they saw Zhao Han leaning against a piece of bluestone, as if waiting for their arrival?

"A few hard work, please help find out where the monk who just went up the mountain ran to"

The dragon qi around him was hidden, and Zhao Han closed his eyes and opened them again.

After scanning the few people in front of him with his eyes, he finally stopped at the tiger demon who was like a divine beast white tiger.

"Also, I heard that there is a big centipede that has become a climate on this mountain, do you know where he lives?"