"Do you know my father?"

Bai Changsheng hurriedly asked, if this ghost monk also knew his father's past, then he definitely had to ask clearly.

The ghost monk looked at Bai Changsheng, nodded and said:

"I know your father, and I know you, otherwise how could I help you so much?"

"Where is my father? Is it dead or not? ”

Bai Changsheng was desperate to ask questions, and when the ghost monk heard this, he shook his head and said:

"I don't know what happened to the old benefactor, there are too many rumors about him, and they are also divine."

"What happened to my father? What he went through! ”

The ghost monk clasped his hands together and saluted along with the eighteen arhats:

"There is no way forward, there is no way to go, the donor should not be so obsessed, otherwise he will definitely embark on your father's old path."

"And who are you?"

Looking at this ghost monk and the eighteen arhats behind him, Bai Changsheng was very surprised, he would shine wherever he put such skills, but he had never heard of this group of people.

"We are the ancestor of the old man, and we don't ask the old man's name."

The ghost monk said with a word, and Bai Changsheng's heart sank.

This dusty ancestor is a living Buddha who is shocked.

It is rumored that he is the reincarnation of the living Buddha of the twelve heavens, and some people say that the ancestor of the dust is the reincarnation of the dragon Arhat.

And the ghost monk in front of him is actually a disciple of the ancestor of Chenchen! But why didn't he ask?

"What are you doing here? Did you know in advance that there were these filthy rats? ”

When the ghost monk heard Bai Changsheng ask, he turned around, his hands were folded, and the eighteen arhats all closed their eyes and lowered their heads, with solemn and sad expressions:

···

In the past, the ancestor of Lizhuchen once established the Baiju Temple outside Beijing, accepting disciples and disciples, preaching and solving doubts, and promoting Buddhism.

Buddha's hand asked for medicine, relief for the poor people, over time, even the imperial court was very respectful of the Baiju Temple, given as the emperor's temple.

After the consummation of the Tao, he did not want the Buddha to sink, so he wanted to accept disciples, so as to promote the true meaning of Shakyamuni.

This ghost monk didn't ask, he was the first disciple accepted by the ancestor of Zhuchen.

Regarding his origin, he didn't ask the monk a word, and he didn't tell Bai Changsheng.

Two years later, one day, the ancestor of Zhuchen walked on the side of Gyeonggi Lake, and occasionally saw two tigers fighting.

The face is yellow and thin, and his clothes are ragged, but this man's eyes are bright and his expression is resolute.

The ancestor asked him what he was doing here, and the man said that he was watching the two tigers fighting.

The ancestor asked again, the tiger has food to live, what do you have?

And the man replied, What is the meaning of thou shalt live thy days and not see the tiger fighting?

After saying this, the ancestor's mind roared, this son is extraordinary, if he can return to Buddhism, he should talk about the unpredictable Garuda!

Invited by courtesy, the ancestor of Zhuchen brought this person back to Baiju Temple, accepted him as a second disciple, and regarded him as his own.

Since then, the two apprentices are also Buddhist geniuses, and they have only been practicing Buddhism for three years, and they have reached the highest position in Buddhism.

Regardless of the monk's major in Buddhism, although he has kung fu, he does not like martial arts and weapons, and meditates hard all day long, in order to prove the supreme mystery.

The two disciples like the emperor's technique, the fist and foot dispute, and after the merit is created, they have cultivated a strange method, which can be used to deduce the situation in the world.

This method is the method of the life-breaker.

The ancestor of Zhuchen once strongly advised this son not to try to confuse the right and wrong of the world with evil methods, but the two disciples did not listen to the persuasion, they were very pious on the surface, and they were still the same behind the scenes.

The old ancestor was kind-hearted, and after sighing, he didn't blame much.

The monks of Baiju Temple also had a lot of complaints about these two disciples, but the ancestor of Zhuchen was very concerned about him, and everyone was puzzled.

In another day, a wandering monk came to the gate of Baiju Temple.

Holding the nine sons holding the pearls, wearing a purple and black robe, standing in front of the temple gate, looking up to the sky and roaring.

This voice alarmed the ancestor, who came to the door and asked what the man meant, but the man said that he was here to find someone.

Who are you looking for?

I came to find my heirs.

After speaking, the robe was flicked, and a black gas carried a baby out of the cuff!

The dust ancestor was shocked, and everyone was waiting for him.

The people who come to Baiju Temple are a group of literati and ink writers, good people who send incense and make vows, and there has never been a conflict.

Even the people from the court were polite, but they didn't expect this person to dare to be so arrogant and vicious, and even brought a dead baby to disturb the purity of Buddhism.

The ancestor of the dust was furious and reprimanded, and blasted this person away, and before leaving, this person left a sentence:

The ghost mother is me, I am free, I have a son today, and the son returns to the underworld!

After saying this, the wandering monk laughed wickedly and strode away.

The old ancestor of Zhuchen was surprised and sensed that there must be a cause and effect here, and immediately used the Dharma to calculate the cause and effect, but a mouthful of blood spilled in front of the door!

Before the disciples could help them steady, the ancestor exclaimed and asked where the two disciples were?

Everyone went to look for it, only to see the second disciple standing in front of the door, with a meaningful face.

From the moment the person came and went, the second disciple had been present and had not said a word.

At this time, hearing the ancestor summoning him, the second disciple stepped forward to give a deep salute, bowed, and said:

You and I are masters and apprentices, I have returned to the underworld, and I will prove the cause and effect again, and I will go!

After saying this, the second disciple threw off his robe and strode away.

At this time, he was also in front of the door, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, although the two of them had no gap before, they were not very enthusiastic, and they just looked at the monk and grabbed the junior brother.

The cold voice shouted: The master has taken you not thin, if there is no good fruit of Buddhism, you would have died of hunger and hunger, and if you hear heresy today, you will go against the master, but there is still a conscience?

The two disciples tore the robe into two pieces and threw it on the ground.

When this robe fell to the ground, the sky and the earth changed color, a thunderbolt fell, and the heavy rain poured down in front of the Baiju Temple, followed by countless mechanisms that were awakened!

Woohoo!

It turns out that these two disciples have already laid a live buckle mechanism, a net from heaven to earth, and want to intercept and kill their fellow disciples here by means of a life-breaking master!

It's so ruthless, but he has already been hit and fell to the ground without asking, and in his anger, he found that a spear pierced the chest of the ancestor of the dust.

Roar!

Regardless of the monk's eyes, but he didn't have the strength to stand up, the second disciple stepped forward slowly, and pulled out his heart from the chest of the old ancestor of the dust!

Ni Buddha has the heart to keep the tiger, but he has to raise the tiger for trouble.

The dust ancestor folded his hands and died on the spot!

The two disciples took out the heart of the master, put it in their clothes, said that this is a worship ceremony, and then walked away.

Regardless of the monk's crying and screaming, he looked around and found that the entire Baiju Temple had already been laid down, and everyone except himself had died here.

And the second disciple also disappeared, the matter was shocking, and it spread to the imperial court, and the monk forcibly stood up and chased him out without asking the monk for the second disciple who wanted to kill the master.

The court thought that these two disciples had brutalized their fellow disciples, and ordered a strict investigation.

But these two disciples, no one knew where he was, and they didn't ask the monk to hate in his heart, swore hatred, and pursued them all the way for several years, and then they came here.

And this Evil Dao Altar, and the Golden Body Temple on the mountain before, are one of the dens of those two disciples.

When the ghost monk said this, with tears in his eyes, he burst out of his eyes, and Bai Changsheng heard it in his ears, and his heart was shocked and relative.

These two disciples are too ruthless, they will kill their teachers and destroy their ancestors, even if they encounter them, they will not spare this person.

When he opened his mouth, he asked the ghost monk, where are these two disciples now, and who is their surname, and the ghost monk sighed and said a name:

"His name is Lou Ming!"