Chapter 125: Demon Monk Disciple! (II)

Zhang Ye put the Holy Water Pill in the little monk's hand, but he pinched it with his fingers and was reluctant to let go.

"Amitabha, the main thing is that the attachment is too deep, do you need to do it together?"

"I'm not like you, I don't eat black, but it's too sad to give up ancestral things. ”

Zhang Ye finally let go, and Zhixi took the Holy Water Pill in his hand to study.

"It's kind of like some kind of food..."

Zhixi looks seven or eight years old, but he always looks like he is cunning.

"Donor, what's so strange about this thing?"

"When taken at the right time, it can open the body's divine treasures and communicate with heaven and earth, which is wonderful. ”

"When is the right time?"

Zhang Ye recalled: "There are eight words in the ancestral biography: the four are empty, and the heart is like a mirror... It's a pity that I don't know what it means, and I haven't been able to understand it..."

"I see..."

Zhixi pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he carefully put away the Holy Water Pill, but the corners of his mouth suddenly overflowed again.

I don't know which precept he committed to greed and hatred...

Zhixi folded his palms and bowed to the west, wiped his blood and said: "Donor, it seems that this thing is destined to be submitted to my Buddhism, since this is your ancestral thing, presumably the donor's ancestors are also people who have a good relationship with my Buddhism... I wonder if there's anything else going down?"

Zhang Ye saw that Zhixi had hit the head of the ancestors, and he really didn't know what to say, so he drove Zhixi away.

Zhixi is reluctant to give up: "The winner of the hero meeting has been decided?"

"No, I don't. ”

"Hey, it's a pity, the poor monk originally heard that the reward was incarnated by a great demon..."

Zhang Ye was taken aback, what does this monk mean? He won't suddenly want to participate in the conference now, right? Wouldn't he have to fight with Lu Yu'an?

But fortunately, Zhixi didn't mean this, he said that even if he wasn't late this time, he would only wait and see and not participate in it.

"Why, listen to you, don't you want a reward too?"

Zhixi sighed, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning, revealing a look of regret, and suddenly spilled blood again.

"Amitabha, the poor monk was warned by the master not to have too much contact with the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Six Realms..."

"Master?"

Zhang Yehu said suspiciously: "But the corpse you mentioned earlier is a humane saint, right?

"Good, good, good. Zhixi immediately looked indifferent, "I said that it was picked up by the poor monk, and the poor monk erased some things on her body, although it was very laborious, but it was okay after all." ”

Zhang Ye understood that Zhixi should have met the humane saintess unexpectedly before, and wiped it out in private.

However, at the Heroes Meeting, there were three Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, and he strictly followed the Master's wishes and could not blatantly do so.

"Little bald donkey, who is your master?"

Hearing this, Zhixi's fat face expression became very pious and solemn.

"I don't know. ”

“...”

Zhang Ye's face darkened, and he subconsciously wanted to treat Qin Meng like him, and pulled down this little chubby face fiercely.

But the result was naturally an afterimage, and Zhixi appeared next to him, and solemnly pronounced a Buddha name, saying:

"The monks don't speak, and what the poor monk says is true, and the master has never mentioned his name. ”

Zhixi talked about the master very seriously, and talked eloquently.

Three years ago, he was originally just a small novice of the great Buddhist lineage of the Qinyue Empire in the West, but he was kicked out for accidentally breaking the precepts, and when he was exiled to the Yunhan Empire, he met an old monk who was about to run out of oil.

The old monk was covered with skin and bones, wrapped in rags around his waist, and after meeting Zhixi, he sat down on the spot after a finger in the center of his eyebrows, and his body turned into a little golden light and dissipated.

And this finger made Zhixi suddenly understand the Dharma, and he only felt that his mind was extremely open-minded, and the old monk's instructions were also engraved in his heart through this finger.

Zhixi felt miraculous, worshiped the old man as a teacher, remembered every last word, and traveled to the penance so far.

But only the old monk did not leave his name and number.

After Zhixi said this, Zhang Ye's expression was complicated, and he finally asked a question for a long time.

"Little bald donkey, is there a 'swastika' on your master's forehead..."

As soon as these words came out, even Zhixi was stunned, and even the Buddha in his mouth suppressed the ups and downs of his mood: "The donor knows the master!?"

"And so it was..."

Zhang Ye couldn't help but take a breath, he was actually talking to the disciple of the demon monk!

"I don't know, but I've seen a portrait of an old monk in a secret place, and it's somewhat similar to your description. ”

In the face of Zhang Ye's perfunctory, Zhixi nodded:

"That's right, Master pursues the immortality of the past, present, and future three lifetimes, and the Faxiang should be all over the world..."

"What?"

Zhang Ye exclaimed, for the first time from an outsider, he heard the news he had always cared about the most.

"What does the third immortal mean? Didn't your master really die, how long did he live..."

"Amitabha—"

Zhixi interrupted Zhang Ye's cannon-like questioning, and a Buddha horn was very strange, which calmed Zhang Ye's mind.

"The Buddha said: Don't say, don't ask the donor anymore, the poor monk actually doesn't know much. ”

Zhang Ye calmed down, indeed, Zhixi can talk to him a lot now, and the deeper things are probably forbidden to be revealed by the demon monk's testament.

"The poor monk should go, there are still many demons in the world waiting for me to be saved, and I will see you again. ”

Finally, Zhixi glanced in the direction of Lu Yu'an, and disappeared after being warned by Zhang Ye.

"Why did the demon monk inexplicably accept apprentices, he was killed by the Six Paths hundreds of years ago, how could he sit down three years ago..."

Although Zhang Ye got a lot of information, he felt more chaotic and had more problems in his mind.

Boom Boom!

The wind and thunder in Fenghua City continued, and the battle between the two giants did not stop, which directly caused many people to get tired of watching it.

The battle at that level was too far away, and it was not a real person, and the cultivators on the ground could not participate in any useful enlightenment.

"It's endless..."

Zhang Ye muttered to himself, but when he turned around, he saw the little chubby face again.

"Bald donkey!

"No, no, the donor misunderstood, the poor monk said that he would leave if he left, he was a trustworthy person, after all, too much dishonesty would also damage his merits..."

Zhixi looked back again, waved his hand again and again, and pointed to the sky:

"It's just that I almost forgot, it seems to be Master's thing... The poor monk will take it back on his behalf..."

Zhixi smiled, and then silently recited a Buddhist scripture, and a faint phantom flew over, and the vision of a lotus flower really appeared.

Zhang Ye didn't know what this scripture was, but he blocked his ears for the first time, because he found that he couldn't help but feel a sense of worship.

Not only him, but tens of thousands of people in the hero venue, although they didn't hear anything at all, they all had a strange urge to take refuge in Buddhism at this time!

Zhang Ye not only smacked his tongue: "If this is the so-called Pudu sentient beings, then the Buddha Gate is really terrifying..."

At the same time, in the Nine Heavens, the black giant had just summoned a huge black hole and a fierce soldier again, but suddenly they all disappeared, very abruptly, as if they had never appeared.

The movement of the golden phantom also froze abruptly at this moment, and then slowly disappeared.

Those void cracks, the wind and thunder that had lasted for a long time, all stopped, and Fenghua City finally calmed down completely.

(End of chapter)

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