Jiuxi was born handsome, but because her face has not yet grown, her eyebrows are not gorgeous, and the pear vortex tiger teeth exposed when she smiles are particularly cute. The little monk glanced at Shao Yu and Jiu Xi carefully, and said politely, "Two donors, please come with me." ”

The little monk took Shao Hui and Jiuxi through the release pond, the bell and drum towers on both sides of the black tile and zhu walls, majestic towers, all the way through the same as other monasteries of several halls to the Daxiong Treasure Hall. In the middle of the courtyard in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is a treasure tripod, and on the back is an incense burner for burning incense to the Buddha.

The hall is solemn, and an old monk in a robe kneels on a cattail and recites Buddhist scriptures. Jiuxi looked at the temple and enshrined in the hall was not a compassionate Buddha, nor was it an angry King Kong, but a Xuanjin Buddha statue that Jiuxi had never seen. And this Buddha has not been shaved.

Jiuxi looked carefully, the enshrined person had long hair scattered, his face was slightly bewitching, his eyebrows were a little cinnabar, and his expression was arrogant. It doesn't feel compassionate, but a powerful sense of oppression, a sense of oppression that treats everything like an ant.

Jiuxi tugged at Shaoxi's sleeves and whispered, "Senior brother, have you noticed that this Buddha statue looks like you?"

"Not really. ”

More like you.

"Host, there are two donors who want to spend the night here and come to visit. After the old monk finished reciting a Buddhist scripture, the little monk led the two to him.

The host got up and saluted Jiuxi Shaoxi, and instructed the little monk to take them to the back room. The temple has always had few pilgrims, and the back wing has been empty for many years. Jiu Xi was a little concerned about the strange statue of the enshrined god he saw in the main hall, and called Nan Zhai out of his mind, and sat on the wooden chair in the Shao Yu room and meditated.

"Senior brother, do you know who is offered in that hall?"

"I don't know, but senior brother wants to say, your head is not very bright, instead of thinking about it here tonight, it is better to find someone to ask tomorrow. ”

Shao Yu leaned in front of the window, looked at the bright moonlight outside, and took a sip of the broken sound taken out of the Qiankun bag.

Nansai ate pastries on the table, slept in the temple for three months in a row, and ate vegetarian meals, which made him thinner and thinner, his face and stomach visibly smaller, and his little wings were no longer so laborious when he flapped. I remembered how Jiuxi tempted him to make a blood alliance with her and follow her when he tempted him: quail crystal tart, chestnut roasted pheasant, wine-stuffed steamed duck, Longjing shrimp, steamed crab in a cage, assorted honey soup, crystal elbow, steamed cheese with sugar, vinegar fish from West Lake, crispy quail......

Thinking about it, the saliva flowed, and the bad behavior of the little girl in the deep belly, Nan Zhai's stomach was empty and his head was empty, and after eating the pastries on the table, he rolled back to Jiuxi's consciousness to make up for sleep. Ying Long, who was born from the aura of heaven and earth during the ancient flood and famine, Jiuxi rubbed his head irritably, trying to make Nan Zhai in his divine consciousness aware of his depression. It's too unreliable.

As the night got late, Shao Hui leaned on the window and stood up, looking back at Jiuxi, who was sitting at the wooden table and enduring sleepiness.

Walked to her side and sat down and looked at her for a while, the little girl's eyelashes were quite long, but unfortunately there was some less flesh on her face, and it was not as easy to pinch as before.

He still misses the fat girl with a fleshy face in the past.

"Doll, go back to sleep. ”

It is inconvenient for two people to live in the same room in the temple, after all, this is a place that does not cost money, and in other people's territory, you still have to listen to other people's rules and precepts.

"Senior brother......" Jiuxi rubbed her eyes, she seemed to see her senior brother and the Xuanjin Buddha statue as a person again in her sleepy eyes just now, and thought that the person sitting next to her and watching her was that person, and she was stunned for a while before remembering that this was her senior brother.

Jiuxi was a little concerned about this matter, but she couldn't resist the strong sleepiness, and she was exhausted from boating and hiking in the lake during the day.

"Can the two donors fall asleep? The poor monk brought some food to the two donors, so that they can easily go in?" There was a knock on the door, and Jiuxi only heard the word food, and suddenly came to his senses, and seemed to smell the fragrance of meat in a trance.

"Little Master, please come in. Jiuxi said excitedly.

The door was pushed open, and it was the little monk who led them in during the day, and he was not surprised to see Jiuxi nesting here in Shaoxi, and put the food in his hand on the table. It's a roast chicken, a stack of cold beef, and a pot of sake.

Jiuxi was very surprised, this is a temple, right? She didn't come to the wrong place, did she? Or did she dream about it because she was crazy about meat?

"Don't be surprised, just rest assured to eat, although Shanhai Temple is a temple, but it has always attached little importance to the rules and precepts, and it is common to drink wine and eat meat. As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and Buddha Tu stays in his heart. ”

"Buddha Tu?" Isn't it an ancestor?

The little monk scratched his head and smiled, "Donor, it's late at night, and the poor monk won't disturb the two donors to eat." He bowed and left.

Nansai was attracted by the smell of meat, and he didn't care about sleeping, so he tore a chicken leg and ate it in a big gulp. Jiuxi also let go of the doubts in his heart, grabbed the meal with Nan Zhai, and the one person and the dragon were full of food and drink, and they were all driven back to sleep by Shao Yu.

Before dawn, the morning bell in the monastery rang, and the novice monks worshipped the Buddha and burned incense in the Buddha hall for morning lessons. Jiuxi got up early in the morning, and after eating fast, he grabbed a little monk who was cleaning in front of the hall and asked about the statues they worshipped. It's not the little monk who brought them food last night.

The little monk had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and said with a shy smile to Jiuxi, "Donor, not long after the poor monk came, I only heard a senior uncle say that this golden-bodied Buddha statue was originally a god born in the ancient flood and famine, and it seems that he had a difference of opinion with another god in the upper realm, and he practiced his sect in a fit of anger. Later, this god entered the Buddhist family without knowing what kind of cause, and created the Buddha Tu, and all the disciples of Shanhai Temple were Buddha Tu. ”

"Buddha Tu?" Jiu Xi was puzzled, remembering that the little monk had also mentioned Buddha Tu yesterday.

The little monk had indeed just arrived, and what he listened to was also unintentionally mentioned by several senior brothers and uncles when they were chatting, and he didn't know how to tell the benefactor in front of him that they were "special" here, so he simply took them to find a few uncles who had talked about it.

"Amitabha, does the donor want to know about the Buddha slaughtering the master?"

The little monk has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his uncle ...... Muscular, burly, and a somewhat fierce face. The little monk secretly whispered on the side, "Donor, Uncle Shi, he just has a more dignified face, but in fact, he is a very good person." Moreover, the cultivation of the Buddha slaughter method is also perfect. ”

Jiuxi nodded and said to the master in front of her, "The little woman just saw that the worship of your temple was different from that of other temples, so she inquired about it and did not mean to be offended." ”

"The poor monk saw that the benefactor was psychic all over his body, and the qi on his body was transparent. I wonder if the donor ever knew about the war between the gods and demons hundreds of millions of years ago?"

The war between gods and demons, the chaos of the Three Realms. Jiuxi has known this since she was a child. But there are still some obscure things that insiders don't want to mention, and Jiuxi doesn't know very well.

"When Hongmeng first opened, the power of Fuli Yuan Shi Tianzun broke through the chaos, the clear ascended to the sky, the turbidity descended to the earth, and the chaotic vitality was used to create the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. The aura of heaven and earth derives from all the gods, and returns to the eight wildernesses. After the Yuan Shi Tianzun retired for thirty-six days to teach scriptures and preach, the gods created the upper realm with boundless mana, built order and shaped the rules of the heavens, but there were disagreements. Many gods do not agree with each other, break away from the upper realm, and escape into the devil's path. ”

"Anti-Upper Realm, Cultivating Demon Dao, headed by Shen Yuan Qiantu. Qian Tu was disgusted with the rules and precepts of the upper realm, ascetic asceticism, and was full of compassion and love, and he wanted to create a world of only love that turned into a desire at will, and the demon world was born because of this. Qiantu unified the demon world and was revered as the demon lord. Later, the dragon clan took charge of the upper realm, and the contradiction with the demon realm was even worse, and the war between gods and demons broke out. ”

"The war lasted for thousands of years, and the mortal world was devastated, although Qiantu was arrogant and wanton, but he had the compassion of being a god, so Zen gave up the throne and founded a sect of Buddha Tu in the mortal world. Buddhism also emphasizes compassion and the transformation of the world. However, Qiantu went against Buddhism, did not save the world, created a karma of killing, and slaughtered evil to defend the Tao. This way is not for heaven, not for earth, not for the world, but for the way that one's heart understands and follows. ”

"Shanhai Temple is the place where the Buddha slaughtered the lord of the year, hidden in the barren mountains of the mortal world, slaughtering the evil of the world, and living with his heart. ”

To put it simply, in Shanhai Temple, you can do all the evil and killing things in the name of the Buddha, as long as you have the Buddha in your heart, you have nothing to fear in creating karma.

The Buddha slaughters the master, and the demon slaughters a thousand slaughters. In the name of the Buddha, creating the karmic consequences of killing is also the resentment in his heart. In the eyes of the gods who stood on the top of the Buddha in the upper realm, they ignored the precepts and deviated from the scriptures.

"The monks and disciples of my Shanhai Temple are all Buddha slaughterers, creating karmic results of killing, vowing to slaughter the evil in the world, and after death, they will enter the infernal purgatory, and they will also slaughter the evil ghosts of the ten directions, and then enter reincarnation. ”

Jiuxi listened quietly, and the boundary between right and wrong seemed to be clearer. He respectfully bowed to the master and asked, "Does the master know the whereabouts of this Buddha Butcher now?"

The senior brother with a majestic face called the Buddha and said, "Amitabha, the Buddha Slayer is still practicing in the world. Our offering of incense is just a belief. ”

The chaotic qi in Jiuxi's body may be able to find its root in this Buddha Slayer Master. It's just that his current whereabouts are unknown. Shao Yu sent a letter to Qing Yao, but Qing Yao said that he was still sealed in a formation ten thousand years ago, and the people of the Protoss were very secretive about it.

In addition, Qing Yao attached a message that the Thousand Clans Sacrifice of the Nine Hundred Years of Reincarnation in the Upper Realm was about to begin, so that Shao Yu would take Jiuxi back to the Cloud Realm Abyss as soon as possible.

Jiu Xi was a little reluctant in his heart, and he didn't know when he would go down to the mortal realm next time, except for the chaotic vitality in his body that was a little related to the demon lord Qiantu, there was no progress on the matter of soul lock sealing. Shao Yu glanced at the little girl who followed him down the mountain, with a look on her face that I hadn't had enough fun and I didn't want to leave, pinched her soft little face and said, "Doll, the coming day is long, why rush for a while? When you have time, Senior Brother will take you to find the whereabouts of the Demon Lord Qiantu." ”

———— those who know me, so do my brothers.

Lao Jun said, the avenue is invisible, and the world of fertility is born. The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon. The avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time. I don't know its name, but I am called it. The husband and the Taoist, there are clear and turbid, there is movement and stillness, the sky is clear and turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is quiet. Men are clear and women are turbid, men are moving and women are quiet. Reduce the cost to the end, and give birth to all things. Xuanqing is in the sky, the upper realm is born in the world, thousands of races are submitted, and all harmony is one. Later, the Dragon Clan Heavenly Emperor was in charge of the upper realm, and there was this nine-hundred-year reincarnation of the Thousand Races Sacrifice. Many True Monarchs and Gods will appear to watch the ceremony at that time, and although Qing Yao does not abide by the rules of the upper realm, he will also show his face for this important ceremony.

After Shao Yu took Jiuxi back to the Cloud Realm Tianyuan, he went to the Heavenly Palace of the Upper Realm, and the Thousand Clans sacrificed, and he had to observe the ceremony as the patriarch of the Yu Clan and the young monarch of the God Clan, and accept the worship of the gods. In front of the Chenghuan Palace, the manzhu sawah planted by the mother is as red as blood, extremely gorgeous.

Manju Sawa was born in the underworld Lethe River, leading the souls of the deceased to the other side. That year, his mother lost her soul and entered the underworld, but fortunately, Manzhu Sawa drew out her soul and broke the soul devouring technique. Later, the Wheel King of the Ten Temples of Yama gave a seed of Manzhu Sawa to his mother, who brought the flower to the Upper Realm Chenghuan Temple.