Chapter 1: The Fake Great Immortal (4th Update)
Actually, I know that the eighth day of April is the birthday of the World Venerable, but how many people still count the lunar calendar this year?
After such a comparison, I realized that the cultivation is still determined by the older generation. It is said that now is the era of the end of the Dharma, but I didn't expect that there are so many people who are sincere, and my master is right, no matter what kind of environment, you must always stick to your heart.
Looking at the bustling flow of people at the station, I remembered the conversation I had with my master. I asked him if in the era of the end of the Dharma was full of sinful karma for mortals, and in this era, it was no longer possible to cultivate a master of the Dao.
At that time, my master asked me, do you know the mantra of the Buddha on the top of the Buddha? I said I know, and Master told me that as long as there is one person in this world who recites this mantra, the Dharma will not be extinguished.
At that time, I didn't understand the true meaning of this, but the old lady just made me understand, she looked like she was seventy or eighty years old, and she still insisted on going home every year on the eighth day of April to make a confession. As young people, what reason do we have to go with the flow? It's never too late to practice.
There was still an hour to go from the car, and I managed to find an empty seat in the waiting hall, but at that moment I became addicted to smoking. Anyone who smokes knows that it's uncomfortable not to smoke when it's addicted, and if you go to smoke, you're afraid that you won't have a seat when you come back.
Thinking about it, anyway, I only have two clothes in my bag, so I don't have anything to worry about losing, so I just throw my backpack and smoke one first.
If you want me to say what are the three most painful things in life, first, if you are thirsty, you have saliva to drink. Second, if you can't hold back, you have a place to. Third, the addiction to cigarettes comes to the last one. As for some people who have said that some kind of indescribable collision between soul and body is more pleasant, after all, I haven't experienced it yet, rightΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
Because the queue was too long just now, when I arrived at the smoking room, I felt that the soft white was sucked on the numb tendons, and it was so refreshing. In the end, there was a mushy smell from the cigarette holder, and there was no such sentence, the cigarette fart was hot, and he took three puffs.
By the time I got back to the waiting room, the backpack was still there, but the person in the seat across from me had changed. An old man with a goatee, plus two young men, muttered there not knowing what they were talking about.
I was stunned for a while, but who knew that a young man on the other side suddenly cried, and said to the old man: "Daxian'er, I have always felt wronged recently, and I want to cry at every turn, can you show me what's going on." β
As soon as I heard this, I came to the spirit, I didn't expect to wait for a car to meet my peers, it seems that the old man with a goatee on the other side is also a top incense.
When the old man heard this, he made a few calculations, and then said to the young man: "You wait a while, I will ask the sect leader of my family, Hongjun Old Ancestor, to come up and let him show you." β
Wait, I heard you right, right? Hongjun Ancestor? Or is he in charge of the Grand Sect Master?
The young man was also stunned when he heard this, and just wanted to speak, another person next to him who was about his age poked him and made a silent gesture.
The old man began to sit up straight, his toes touching the ground, his hands rubbing his knees together. I saw that this situation was not right, this was the reaction of the Huang family when they were on their bodies, when did Hongjun Ancestor become a yellow skin?
The young man who asked about the matter looked a little pale, and asked the other: "The big fairy is really Hongjun Ancestor?" Isn't Hongjun Ancestor the master of Sanqing? When did you become a horse fairy? β
The young man's eyes widened, and he raised his face and shouted: "Shut up, my master is called Xing, how can you call the ancestor by his name?" I'll tell you the truth, when you meet my master, you have accumulated great virtue. Now is the chaotic era of the end of the law, Hongjun Ancestor personally went to the lower realm to catch my master as a ground horse, not only that. You are better at finding my master than anyone else in this situation, all the immortal families in the Northeast are governed by my master, even the third master Hu is no exception! β
Needless to say, this so-called master and apprentice are definitely liars, and the more they talk about it, the more they lose their score. Whether Hongjun Ancestor has it or not, with my qualifications, I am not qualified to know. But even if there is, it is the master of Sanqing, who has long since jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements, and can personally catch mortals in the lower realm?
After listening to his words, the young man had some hesitation on his face, but he didn't dare to speak again. I said in my heart that this is a rush to the doctor, such a clumsy deception, and some people still believe it. If he had a normal brain, he would have tied up five hundred big mouths and beaten him up.
The old man was still shivering, and his features were wrinkled. I didn't look like it was pretending, as if it was really going to come down. I pretended to turn around and go to sleep while they weren't looking, and then secretly pinched the mantra to open my eyes.
When I turned around, I first looked at the young man who was watching the matter, and found that there was nothing on him at all. Then I looked at the old man with the goatee, and saw a yellow-skinned primordial god lying on his back.
Sure enough, this old man is not even a disciple. The normal disciples of the horse are bound to the immortal family, that is, the spirit body is fused with the seven orifices of the ground horse. This yellow-skinned man didn't seem to be very high, and the old man's seven orifices didn't open at all, so he just pounced on his body.
"This old man is a liar, and now the reputation of our Ma family has made such people stink!" Hu Botao's angry voice sounded in my heart, and it seemed that he was ready to teach this old man a lesson.
I advised her to wait a little longer and hear what the yellow-skinned man was going to say before it was too late.
The yellow skin grabbed the two locks of beard on the old man's mouth with a hippie smile, and pulled it hard, the old man spoke, and let out a shrill voice: "I am Hongjun Ancestor, a purified sentient being in the lower realm." Don't panic, you have a Nether Demon on you, ready to control you and cause chaos in the Yang World. But don't worry, I'll borrow my horse body to do it for you when I go back, and promise to help you get rid of him! β
The young man was a little stunned after hearing this, hesitated for a while, and asked, "The ancestor is above, I am not married yet, shouldn't I be called the little golden boy?" Why do you call me the Eight Treasures Arhat? β
The yellow skin behind the old man was stunned after hearing this, and before he could speak, the old man's apprentice glared at him and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Have you ever taken a plane?" If you have been jerking, you are broken, how can you still call it a little golden boy! β
My nose almost didn't make him angry, the first time I've heard of it, and there is such an explanation. In the Horse Sect, unmarried men and women are called Little Golden Boys and Little Flowers. Those who are married are called the Eight Treasures Arhat, and the Pantou Weaver Girl. What does this have to do with whether or not you have ever flown off?
Taking advantage of the young man's stunned moment, Huang Pizi pulled the old man's beard and spoke again: "He is right, my horse is old after all, and you need nourishment for your physical body." It is said that it is within the scope of the world to help people, but the people in the red dust, after all, cannot do without the things of the red dust, do you understand? β
The young man didn't understand what he meant, and looked at the old man's apprentice. The old man's apprentice coughed twice and said, "What the ancestor means is that my master should help you obligedly. But after all, when you are older, you need to recuperate your body after doing it, and you have to pay some money. β
I felt that as soon as these words came out, Hu Botao in my heart was already angry, not only her, but I was also very angry. I'm not a nosyman, but they're just too much.
"Beat him!" I shouted these two words in my heart, and in an instant, Hu Botao flashed out directly and went straight to the yellow skin on the old man's back.
By the time Huang Pizi found out that something was wrong, it was already too late. Hu Botao grabbed its back, ripped it off directly, and slapped its little head with a bow left and right.
Due to the suddenness of the yellow skin's departure, the old man with the goatee was almost flashed, and then he looked left and right in shock. He didn't even open the seven orifices, so it would be strange to be able to see Hu Botao.
Seeing the old man's face change color, the young man asked him timidly, "Da Xian'er, what's wrong with you?" β
"No, nothing. You wait here, I'll do it for you now! With that, the old man dragged his apprentice and walked out. The young man was a little stunned, but he didn't say anything after watching the two leave.
Hu Botao had a big mouth and beat the yellow skin. I walked over and sat next to the young man, and said to him with a smile: "Those two are liars just now, can't you see it?" β
When the young man heard me say this, his expression changed and he just wanted to justify, but suddenly he was a little bitter, and sighed: "Hey, in fact, I feel it, but I can't help it." I have looked for many Daxian'er, I have seen it on the Internet, I have found it in the store, and none of them have solved it for me. I've been deceived more than once or twice, and I'm used to it. β
I smiled and asked him, "What the hell do you think is wrong?" Tell me about it. β
"You're also a great fairy?" The young man suddenly asked me with a smile on his face.
"Da Xian'er can't talk about it, let's go out as a disciple. The old liar just now was just an uncivilized yellow skin, and he had already been taken down by me, and he has now run away. You will remember in the future that those who open their mouths and close their mouths to make money are not real disciples. Acquaintance is fate, maybe I can give you some guidance? I told him with a smile.
The young man smiled bitterly: "Okay, I believe so much, not to be worse than you." "It's awkward to say this.
What the young man told me was the same as what he had just told the old liar. He said that he had a serious illness not long ago and went to the hospital to see that it was a kidney tumor. Later, a big fairy showed him and said that everything was not going well, and there was a fairy family who followed him.
So he didn't think about it, and directly set up the hall under the guidance of the master. After the entrance was erected, I went to the hospital to check, but it turned out to be a misdiagnosis, and it turned out to be just a stone. The young man was full of joy and felt that Da Xian'er was a capable person. So he gave Da Xian'er 10,000 yuan, and under the arrangement of the other party, he invited some statues or something in his shop.
Who knows, since then, the illness has been cured, but everything began to go wrong, upset and irritable. I want to cry when I sleep at night, and I feel tightness in my chest and heavy legs and feet when I walk down the aisle during the day, as if I am carrying a few bags of rice, and I am so tired.
After listening to his explanation, I thought about it and said to him, "I won't tell you, I showed you just now." You don't have anything on you, and if you just set up a church, it may be because of your unjust creditors. β
"What kind of unjust creditor?" The young man asked me.
I explained to him, "The unjust creditor is the one you owe for the cause and effect of your life, not a ghost, but something in your life." Your departure is a process of moving towards spiritual improvement, and the unjust creditors who are still sinking in the sea of suffering are naturally unhappy and will block your way. β
After hearing this, the young man became nervous: "What's the matter?" The debt I owed in my previous life, I can't pay it back in this life. β