About ten miles west of the town, Chen Chongsan ran wildly with Chen Fan in his arms, and finally saw a young monk standing on the side of the road, looking at the two with a smile, silently waiting for them to approach.

"Dare to ask the master, but he is from Wuyue Mountain?" Chen Chongsan was a little confused, the masters who got his memory were usually already old, and his temples were white, and the person he saw was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, how could he not feel strange.

This little monk is dressed in a simple monk's robe, his face is fair, he is very handsome, and his figure is not as fat as he remembers, but he is by no means skinny, he can only be regarded as average.

"The little monk Wuxi, from the Qingsong Temple of Wuyue Mountain, can the donor have a token?"

Wuxi smiled slightly, put his right hand on his chest, bent slightly towards Chen Chongsan, and slowly spoke.

Only then did Chen Chongsan put down Chen Fan in his arms, and respectfully handed the jade pendant to Wuxi.

Wuxi stretched out his hand to take the jade pendant, closed his eyes slightly, and soon opened his eyes again, looking at Chen Chongsan calmly.

"The donor is here for help?"

Chen Chongsan nodded when he was busy, and pulled Chen Fan, who was weak, sallow, and had blank eyes, to his side.

"My son was born with a white and fat body, but as he continued to grow up, he became thinner and weaker, his body was not as good as day by day, and his eyes were blank, no matter how many doctors he watched, he did not get better. ”

Wuxi nodded silently, an imperceptible golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he began to look at Chen Fan.

Then his face changed suddenly, and in Chen Fan's body, there was another person, a figure full of rage, and his breath was also demonic, this person's eyes were blood-red, and the killing intent in his eyes was infinite, and his facial features were almost the same as Chen Fan's, just like when he grew up......

When Wuxi stared at him, he also raised his head violently and looked at Wuxi, his eyes were facing each other, Wuxi's mind roared, his eyes stinged, and blood spurted out in an instant, and he closed his eyes in pain, and there was blood flowing down the corners of his eyes!

"Master Wuxi......" Seeing this, Chen Chongsan's face changed, and he hurriedly took a step forward and gently held Wuxi's hand with his hand.

"He has an immortal fate, he shouldn't sink in the mortal world, let him go with me, okay?" Wuxi endured the sharp pain in his eyes, and hurriedly wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and said seriously:

"This son's physique is rare, so he is so weak, and his three souls and seven spirits are too strong, and the mortal body cannot accommodate it, so it will seem to be godless. ”

Chen Chongsan glanced at Chen Fan several times in a daze, and he didn't know whether to be excited or what to do for a while, Chen Fan has a fairy fate, but it also means that he may not be able to see each other again in the future.

After being in a daze for a long time, Chen Chongsan slowly spoke.

"Okay, but can Master Wuxi let Chen Fan and me go home once first, it can be regarded as going to mortal dust for him. ”

Master Wuxi stabilized his mind, and after feeling that his eyes were not so stinging, he gradually opened them and smiled slightly, "Okay." ”

immediately followed Chen Chongsan, followed behind the father and son, although his eyes were still stinging, but he didn't show it, but sat down from time to time to make a grimace, teasing Chen Fan, and seemed to like him very much.

Time was in a hurry, Chen Fan had been taken to Wuyue Mountain for six years, and after being brought back to Qingsong Temple, Wuxi transmitted the message to several senior brothers who had also attained the Tao, and joined forces to cast spells, and the seal suppressed the demon in Chen Fan's body.

Then let Chen Fan kneel under the golden Buddha statue every day, and use the Buddha's light to purify the suppressed demons, and consume it little by little

Monstrous and demonic.

Six years have passed, Chen Fan is not confused every day, but most of the time he is very sober, only occasionally for a period of time, his body has gradually become a little complexion, and his complexion has gradually returned to normal, no longer haggard and sallow.

Not only that, Wuxi also quietly gave up traveling the world, cut off the road to ascension, accepted Chen Fan as a disciple, and instructed Chen Fan to practice Buddhism in the backyard of Qingsong Temple, comprehend the magic powers of Buddhism, and suppress the demons in his body.

Although Chen Fan was ignorant, he was not stupid, he could feel the fear in the eyes of the other monks, and he could sense that he was being excluded by everyone all the time.

Every time he asked Wuxi why so many monks in the monastery seemed to be afraid of him, Wuxi just smiled faintly and said.

"It's not you that they're afraid of, it's themselves, they can't overcome themselves, and they won't go any further until they die. ”

After listening to this, Chen Fan would always nod his head ignorantly, and then sit alone under the huge Bodhi tree in the backyard, thinking quietly, in addition to the golden statue of the Buddha in the main hall, the place where he can calm down the most is here.

Wuxi asked him why he didn't go under the Buddha, Chen Fan thought about it, and said seriously that the hall was too serious, and it was more free and casual here.

After listening to this, Wuxi was stunned for a long time before laughing, and seemed to be in a good mood, leaving Chen Fan with a confused face.

"Master, why is it that when other senior brothers are practicing, they quickly become able to learn things, but it is difficult for me to learn them for more than half a year or even a year?"

Chen Fan opened his eyes open, looked up at the Bodhi tree covered with snowflakes, and sighed secretly:

"Is it because I haven't overcome myself that I can't improve the Dharma?"

Wuxi stood aside, hearing the words, his heart shook violently, and a sense of murder emerged, but it quickly dissipated without a trace.

"Then you have to overcome yourself, you have to overcome ...... Your inner self!"

Wuxi touched Chen Fan's head dotingly, although the demon in Chen Fan's body was suppressed and weakened, it was still terrifying, if he was controlled and fell into the devil's path, then I am afraid that no one in the whole world could fight with him.

Even Wuxi, who has already attained the Tao and can ascend, can't stop such a look!

Looking at Wuxi's back, Chen Fan was silent, always feeling that he had something to hide from himself, and at the same time, he was also thinking deeply, defeating the self in his heart, but how to count it?

After a few months, a piece of news was directly scattered, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves, which was spread all over the world at the fastest speed, and Qingsong Temple was naturally among them.

"The Son of Heaven of Daning has an order, waste the way to eliminate demons, the world is the world of people, not immortals, gods and demons! Therefore, set up the Demon Suppression Division to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits, and protect the dragon veins of Daning!

A team of 12 people, wearing flying fish suits, with embroidered spring knives at the waist of the brocade guards from all sides surrounded the Qingsong Temple, the white shining embroidered spring knife out of the sheath, pointing to the monk who protected the temple with a long stick in his hand.

On the trees outside the temple, there are many figures of brocade guards flashing, a well-trained archer twists the bow and arrows, as long as an order is given, the arrows in their hands will be shot out at the fastest speed!

At the entrance of the temple, a father-in-law dressed as a eunuch sat on a person and tasted tea leisurely.

"Don't be too presumptuous, this is a holy place for Buddhism, and there are all monks inside, so be polite!"

The father-in-law's yin and yang weird opening, holding an orchid finger does not refer to one

Refers everywhere. Everywhere he pointed out, there would be a brocade guard standing with a sword in his hand, with a solemn expression.

Soon, an old monk appeared at the gate of the monastery with a group of monks, and when everyone was about to go out together, they were stopped by the old monk, and then a person stepped forward.

Chen Fan and Wuxi are in the midst of this, Wuxi's eyes are complicated, but Chen Fan is ignorant and doesn't know why.

"Gonggong Li, is it worth the pains?" the old abbot stepped forward and asked with a light sigh.

"There is no trivial matter in the royal family, you know, it is no longer the world of the Chen family, all the clans surnamed Chen will die, and everything will be overturned and restarted!"

"However, they have already become monks and belong to the Buddha, so they will not have any disrespect for Your Majesty!" the old abbot sighed and continued to persuade.

"Ridiculous, the land of Daning belongs to the Son of Heaven, only the dead are not threatened, let's kill them!" After Gonggong Li finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly and put it down.

"The land of the dead will be cursed!"

The old abbot sighed, slammed his hand, patted the chest of a brocade guard beside him, snatched away the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and killed himself with a knife!

Then the rain of arrows came out, and a large number of monks who protected the temple died instantly. A famous brocade guard looked at the monks inside the gate like a demonic ghost, most of them were silent, quietly waiting for death to come, but there were also some people who looked panicked and fled in all directions!

"Close your eyes and don't look. ”

Wuxi's body blocked in front of Chen Fan, preventing him from seeing the bloody scene, and there was still a smile on his face, but there was mostly bitterness in that smile.

Chen Fan nodded ignorantly, as if he understood something, and obediently closed his eyes, but he could still hear a familiar scream in both ears, and the screamers were all monks in the temple!

Soon, the screams and the sound of blood spraying closer and closer to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and tremble slightly.

"Poof!"

The moment the sound of academic spraying sounded in front of him, his mind went blank, and he opened his eyes in a trance, looking at Wuxi, who was smiling at himself and slowly falling down.

Although he has attained enlightenment, if he has not ascended, he is a mortal body and a mortal soul, no different from a mortal, and he will die with the same sword!

"Why, why?"

Chen Fan's eyes instantly turned red, looking at the corpses in one place, the familiar figures, as if there was something to come out of his heart, but he couldn't get out, as if he was stuck.

His head hurt instantly, as if it exploded, Chen Fan's cold sweat flowed in pain, and he rolled on the ground in pain, tearing his heart and lungs at all.

Streams of blood-red demonic qi visible to the naked eye scattered wildly from his body, and the originally clear sky instantly dimmed, and dark clouds covered the sky and the sun!

"Hmph, Prime Minister Zhang's news is really true, there is a demon born in Qingsong Temple!" Gonggong Li's face instantly became gloomy, his right hand twisted his orchid finger, and he pointed at Chen Fan, who was rolling on the painful ground, and said:

"Where is the Demon Division of Daning Town, why don't you wait for me to come in person?"

As soon as the words fell, one by one, figures wearing white robes, hats and veils covering their faces, and holding various weapons jumped up from the woods, and when they fell, they fell directly around Chen Fan.

Some of them had swords, some of them had crossbows, spears, shields, umbrellas, and sledgehammers...... There was even a thin, shrewd-eyed man with a chain.