The mind is sharp!

Mo Chuan secretly wondered in his heart, and then asked, "Dare to ask my brother how many years he has been practicing?" ”

Shui Lingzi said vaguely: "About a hundred years." ”

Mo Chuan said again: "Dare to ask the Shuanglong River God, but it comes from the two rivers of Chengye and Dongyu?" ”

Shui Lingzi was shocked: "What does the virtuous brother mean?" ”

Mo Chuan pursed his lips: "I have to guard against it!" ”

Shui Lingzi's scalp was numb when he landed.

Mo Chuan's subtext is very simple, Shuanglong Temple can catch the former Dongyuhe God to cut leeks, and he can catch him, the current water god!

Perhaps, this is the root cause of the official laissez-faire folk shrines.

The reason why Mo Chuan was able to think of this was because he was a human race, and what he thought and did naturally subconsciously stood in the perspective of the human race.

However, while reminding Shui Lingzi, Mo Chuan was also secretly vigilant.

If his guess is true.

the calamities that the water spirit may encounter;

As the god of Shoushan Mountain, he may also encounter it.

One person and one demon chatted for a long time, until it was dark, and Shui Lingzi gave his leave.

After sending Shui Lingzi away, Mo Chuan patrolled the mountain, and then sank into the leyline, preparing to break through the realm for a hundred years.

There is no time for practice.

I don't know how long it has been, Mo Chuan suddenly woke up, but it was Huang Buyu Fengxiang who reported it, saying that the twenty-four guest hall suddenly held a meeting and respectfully invited Mo Chuan to discuss the matter.

Mo Chuan's brows furrowed when he saw this, and he felt that he had cultivated for more than ninety-eight years.

Alas, there are hundreds of disasters!

He had the heart to break through the realm for a hundred years of cultivation, and after thinking about it, he still came out of the yang god, stayed in the flesh, copied the incense, and descended to the cave of the Ten Thousand Dynasties.

"Disciple Huang is silent, greet the immortals!" Seeing this, Huang Buyu bowed three times and bowed three times, abiding by etiquette.

"Twenty-four guest halls, what did you say?" Mo Chuan got straight to the point.

"No, I just said that the situation was urgent, and I hope that the immortals will return to their positions quickly." Huang Buyu hurriedly said.

Mo Chuan bowed his head, and then turned into a ray of light and headed towards the Fengming Cave.

All the way familiar with the door, into the cave, fold the mountain crack, pass the archway, step into the Fengming Palace.

As soon as he entered the main hall here, Mo Chuan's expression changed slightly.

Then he saw that the temple was bustling, and the twenty-four cave gods had reached twenty-three, and he was alone.

That's not the point.

The key is that Mo Chuan actually saw two acquaintances.

I saw that a few days after the Fengming Cave God went down to the right, and a monk in sackcloth sat on his knees, looking at his heart with his eyebrows and eyes.

Looking closely, isn't it the barefoot monk that Mo Chuan met in Fenghe County a while ago?

Behind him, there were two monks, an old man and a young man.

The few are the young beggars who were almost taken under Mo Chuan's command.

- It's just that at this time, he has already shaved his head, scalded his scar, and become a Buddhist little novice.

The old man was a gray-robed monk about sixty years old. Looking at it from the perspective of the ether void, he has been walking for five hundred years, and he is even higher than Shui Lingzi.

It is unbelievable that such a cultivator should stand behind a barefoot monk.

Who is this monk?

It is the inner court Buddha who was born in Huitong Zen Temple - Master Dingxuan.

"I didn't expect that Daoyou is the Taoist of Mingchen."

The barefoot monk turned his head to see Mo Chuan, his eyes were a little surprised, and a little clear.

"I'm glad I will, but I didn't expect to meet the mage here again!"

Mo Chuan also showed a little surprise and smiled.

At this time, the beggar dog standing behind the barefoot monk was already wide-eyed, and his expression was incredible.

You must know that as far as the eye can see, the twenty-four guest hall can be described as demons and monsters, and a group of demons are dancing wildly.

It can be called a demon in the world!

In such a terrible place, how can people not be shocked when a Taoist suddenly breaks in?

What's even more terrifying is that this person is still in the same group as this group of monsters, which is even more terrifying.

"It turns out that the two of you know each other, but this is a provincial introduction."

Fengming Cave God Red Pheasant Niangniang covered her mouth and smiled.

"Niangniang misunderstood, although Poor Dao and the mage have a relationship, they have never been named, so they have to bother Niangniang to introduce one or two."

Mo Chuan replied, and walked straight to the vacant seat left for him, shook his veil, and sat cross-legged for a while.

"Fun and fun!"

The red pheasant Niangniang was happy: "In this case, the concubine will introduce one or two to Mingchen Daoyou, this is the same knowledge of the Dajing Merit Division - Master Beiyuan." This time, I said that I wanted to ask a few words from Daoyou. ”

Mo Chuan, who was about to give up his hand to say "look up for a long time", was stunned in his heart, his thoughts were like electricity, and he suddenly realized something.

"Really? I don't know Master Beiyuan, what do you want to ask about the poor road? ”

"The poor monk heard that Daoyou once exerted great magical powers in Baiyue Lake and swallowed the water of a lake, but is there such a thing?"

"It is true."

"In this way, the flood in Huitong Temple in Fenghe County is your catharsis?"

Mage Beiyuan asked with a serious expression.

When the sound fell, the hall was full of suspicion, and most of the demonic news did not come out of the wilderness, and they looked confused.

There are only a few demons and demons who have some news channels in the Central Plains, and they looked at Mo Chuan with a surprised face.

The little novice standing behind Master Beiyuan, the dog, widened his eyes even more.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the Sea Dragon King, who became famous in his hometown, turned out to be a Taoist in Tsing Yi who had been connected for a long time.

"Exactly."

Mo Chuan's expression remained unchanged and admitted calmly.

This matter has not been investigated, Mo said that with the immortal family spell to trace the origin, that is, through the fish caught in the water, it can also be judged that it is the water of the Moon Worship Lake.

"In that case, do you know that this flood has killed countless people?"

Mage Beiyuan asked sharply with a look of compassion on his face.

The little novice dog's eyes were red, and his eyes were hateful and happy, glad that he almost fell under the enemy's door.

"Tsk, poor Dao looked at the light of the Buddha like a corona at that time, so he gave the dog eggs, but I didn't expect that it was indiscriminate, do you know what kind of angry and resentful things Huitong Temple has done?"

Mo Chuan sneered when he heard this, and scolded angrily.

"Presumptuous!"

Master Dingxuan, who was standing behind Master Beiyuan, couldn't hold back any longer, and pointed to Mo Chuan and said:

"Even if the Huitong Temple is wrong, it has been punished by karma, not only the temple is destroyed, but the Buddhism is almost annihilated, but what is wrong with Fenghe County?"

"Do you know that the flood flooded 10,000 acres of fertile land, and I don't know how many people drowned!"

"The water discharges the river, and the downstream embankment is in jeopardy, I don't know how many ships have been affected, and countless people have died and goods have been consumed.

Mo Chuan squinted his eyes and asked, "If Poor Dao is not mistaken, you are Master Dingxuan, right?" Before the abbot of Huitong died, he took your name and pleaded for mercy, and it is difficult to say that you did not participate in the affairs of Huitong Zen Temple! ”

Master Dingxuan's face changed suddenly: "Bearing karma, you dare to sow discord!" Master Beiyuan, according to the disciple, this son is already hopeless! ”

The two sides argued, and they could hear the hearts of the demons in the twenty-four guest halls swaying, even if they didn't know the details, they also guessed a few points from Master Dingxuan's secretive tone.

This matter, I am afraid that Huitong Temple is at fault first, so it was destroyed by Mingchen Taoist priest.

Now that I have found fault, I can only use the people of Fenghe County as an excuse.

"Mingchen Daoyou, Huitong Temple has indeed committed the crime of running out of bamboo, and Daoyou has also punished Huitong Temple, even if there is a widow, the merit department will never bypass! As for Dingxuan, he will be punished by the wall, and he will never be allowed to enter the red dust. ”

Master Beiyuan paused, and looked at Mo Chuan with a serious face: "However, Huitong Temple has made a thousand mistakes, and it still can't cover up the mistakes of Taoist friends, and the karma of thousands of resentful souls in Fenghe must also be borne by Taoist friends." ”

"Huh-"

Mo Chuan smiled: "So, shouldn't Poor Dao draw his sword?" ”

"Drawing your sword is not a reason for you to kill!

"What is it that Er and other Buddhism 'kill for the sake of protecting the living, and cutting the karma instead of killing the person'?"

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