"Gu boy, whether you believe it or not, Lao Tzu really didn't lie to you, anyway, Lao Tzu has a clear conscience. ”

The mad monk continued: "You kid think about it carefully, if I ask you for help, I will tell you directly, and I still need to trick you around the bush? ”

"Huh. ”

Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: "Daxing, the two of us don't have such a deep friendship, and you don't have to be close to me." ”

"Gu boy, if you say this, it will be too unconscionable, Lao Tzu has always regarded you as a friend, do you treat your friends like this? Don't forget that you still owe Lao Tzu a lot of favors. ”

"I said Daxing, you have nothing wrong, right? When did you owe you a favor? It's a lot? It's a debt to you! It's that you owe your lord a favor. ”

As soon as he heard this, the mad monk suddenly became angry, and he jumped like thunder in anger, and shouted: "The surname is ancient, Lao Tzu really didn't expect you to be an ungrateful guy, in ancient times, the West Heaven Buddhism and the turtle grandson wanted to judge you, is it Lao Tzu who helped you come out and suppressed this matter, do you dare to say no?"

"Is this also counted?" Gu Qingfeng smiled dumbly, and said: "Daxing, have you made a mistake? If it weren't for your kid running on both sides of the middle and pretending to be a good person, the master would have already stepped on the broken place of the West Heaven, if you want to say which of us owes a favor to whom, then you also owe me a favor, it was the master who gave you face back then and did not step on the West Heaven!"

"You kid, I'm ......."

The mad monk of Daxing was angry, the roots of his teeth were itching, pointing at Gu Qingfeng, but he didn't know how to refute it, and after a while, he shouted again: "And when the ancient times were just opened, the Western Heaven Pure Land Sect wanted to use the incarnation of the Great Ri Rulai to erase you, did Lao Tzu remind you in the past? Back then, when your kid kidnapped the incarnation of the Great Ri Rulai, Lao Tzu just turned a blind eye and pretended not to know, if Lao Tzu made a move at that time, could you kidnap the incarnation of the Great Ri Rulai?"

Without waiting for Gu Qingfeng to refute, the mad monk blushed, and roared again: "And later, Xiao Jin'er led out the Daoless Blood Moon, you kid came out for Xiao Jin'er, and wanted to fight to the end with the Three Thousand Great Dao, did Lao Tzu come forward to persuade him? Do you think Lao Tzu is so idle that he has to join in this fun, and he doesn't treat your kid as a friend, and he doesn't want your kid to die without a place to be buried!"

"And ......"

The mad monk of Daxing was angry and kept talking, and brought out all the things about Chen Sesame Rotten Valley, Gu Qingfeng, who listened to it, had a headache, waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, stop, don't talk about these useless things, Lord asks you a few questions." ”

"What's the problem? I said, Gu boy, do you really have no conscience at all?"

"Are you still finished? If you don't help you, you'll be fucking gone, and you'll still be here to listen to your ramblings?"

As soon as he heard this, the mad monk suddenly blossomed with joy and grinned: "Hehe, Gu boy, Lao Tzu really didn't misunderstand you!"

Let's be honest.

Gu Qingfeng still doesn't know if the Daxing mad monk dug a pit for himself in the forbidden land on the front line back then, and coaxed himself to come over.

Yes.

He didn't know, even if the Daxing mad monk said no, the explanation was reasonable, but Gu Qingfeng didn't believe what he said, with his understanding of the Daxing mad monk, this old bald donkey obviously knew a lot of secrets, but he just didn't say it, he often pretended to be stupid, and this old bald donkey's favorite thing to do was to pick up favors.

Whether it is the grievances between himself and the Western Heavenly Buddhism in ancient times, or the kidnapping of the incarnation of Dari Rulai at the beginning of the beginning of the ancient times, or Xiao Jin'er causing the bloodless moon, the old bald donkey of the Daxing mad monk will always jump out to pick up the favors of the water, and it is also known as the favor of the two ribs.

One word.

The old bald donkey is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the tricks he plays are also extremely clever.

Gu Qingfeng was even sure that this time the mad monk asked him to come over to help him, it was definitely not just as simple as helping him protect the so-called Zen supreme treasure to deal with the eight sects of Western Heaven Buddhism, there must be other ulteriors behind this, but this old bald donkey was hiding too deeply.

Who is the mad monk?

An existence known as a living Buddha.

The devil knows how many years he lived, and he probably had more secrets in his heart than ordinary people had ever seen.

"Gu boy, you just said to ask me a few questions, what are you going to ask, just ask, I promise to answer everything. ”

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words. Gu Qingfeng smiled slightly: "Do you know the whereabouts of the master?"

"This ......"

The mad monk shook his head and said: "I really don't know, you also know that the master is the king of the earth, hell is not empty, he will not become a Buddha, he will be reincarnated to live all his lives, and all kinds of calamities, the master is either on the way to degree, or on the way to degree...... Therefore, I am afraid that no one in the heavens and all the worlds knows the whereabouts of his old man. ”

"In other words, if I want to find a master, there is no way?"

"That's true. The mad monk said very seriously: "I advise you not to look for the king of Jizo in the future, if you look for him, you will not find it, only he can find you, and ...... If one day the Jizo King does find you, then ......"

Gu Qingfeng asked, "What?"

"As I said earlier, King Jizo has been reincarnated for the rest of his life, and if King Jizo finds you, it will mean that your calamity has come. ”

"yes......"

Gu Qingfeng drank and was silent, thoughtful, and after a while, he asked again, "Do you know the master?"

"I don't know. ”

"Don't you know?" Gu Qingfeng smiled: "As far as I know, the master is your Zen sect, right?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the mad monk was quite in a state of mind, glanced at Gu Qingfeng in surprise, and asked: "King Jizo is indeed the ancestor of our Zen Buddhism, how do you know about this? Oh! By the way, I forgot, when your kid didn't make his debut, King Jizo used to spend time with you." ”

The master did not say to Gu Qingfeng that he was the ancestor of Zen Buddhism, nor did he say to Gu Qingfeng that he was the king of Jizo.

He has only taught the ancient Breeze Dharma.

And Gu Qingfeng relied on these Buddhism to deduce that the Great Master was the identity of the King of Naijizo, and also deduced that the Great Master was the ancestor of Nai Zen Buddhism.

"Since the master is the ancestor of your Zen sect, how can you not know him?"

After all, they are all ancestors, and they are also very old ancestors, how old are they, let me tell you, since the disappearance of the era of non-Taoism, those ancestors of our Zen Buddhism have never appeared again, and the ancestors of the King of Jizo are no exception, and I am not a person from the era of non-Taoism, how can I know them. ”

(End of chapter)