When the officials and the people are like a family, and they are happy, a monk wearing coarse cloth clothes walked out of the crowd, short and short, with a long thin face, white and beardless, with a string of dark iron prayer beads hanging around his neck, and the nine-point ring scar on his head is particularly conspicuous.

The people present saw that the monk was pious, and they all thought that the monk was also here to worship the lotus, so they didn't pay much attention to him, who knew that this short monk came to the lotus, and actually jumped up and scolded the street: "Where is the demon, arrogant to the extreme, dare to fake the holy flower of Buddhism, his grandmother quickly get out of Lao Tzu!"

The monk's shouting and scolding scared everyone a lot, especially the people of Li Zhifu, etc., the auspicious rui that appeared in this lake is related to his official fortune and future, and there is no room for a little mistake, Li Zhifu stretched out his hand and pointed to the monk's short back and commanded the officials to step forward: "Come on, arrest this bastard monk quickly, dare to be disrespectful to the gods!" Several officials scolded and slammed up, stretched out their big hands to grab the monk's hands and feet and wanted to lift the monk up, but unexpectedly, the monk looked thin, but he had the same weight as a mountain, and several officials couldn't move a single inch with the strength of milk, so angry that Li Zhifu scolded: "Wine bag and rice bag, I can't even pack a wild monk, call me!"

The officials took a sip, and picked up the water and fire sticks in their hands, no matter how good or bad, they smashed their heads and faces at the monk's bald head, and the onlookers covered their eyes, these few stuffy sticks smashed down, not to mention people's heads, even the stones were to be broken, and sure enough, they only heard a few bangs, and there were a few screams, and the monk was still in place, as if he didn't pay attention to Li Zhifu and others behind him, pointing at the thousand-petal lotus and continuing to scold, the words were filthy, and then looked at those officials, their faces were full of blood and fell to the ground, and they quickly lost their breath, including Yun'er, who had killed Yun'er, Ya'er's long face Qiu San.

"You wild monk, dare to use demon magic to harm people!" Governor Li shouted in fright, and he didn't care about collecting the corpse for the servant, so he hurriedly climbed on his shoulder with Lu Er's grandmother, and let people flee all the way back to the prefect's mansion, and sent people to transfer a few soldiers from the nearby guards to enforce martial law.

The onlookers were also frightened, seeing that the monk was still pointing to the Buddha light lotus and scolding, the countryside was rude, a series of scolding like firecrackers were non-stop, the lotus sky did not know when to gather a red cloud, the cloud rolled, like a giant mushroom hovering, suddenly the red mushroom cloud split a few lightning and fell in the lotus petals, the thunder also roared, the lightning flickered frequently between the clouds and the lotus, the mushroom cloud was as thick as a mountain, stacked layers of waves, the thousand-petal lotus bloomed in the wind at this time, the petals swayed, the stamens were straight, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the hair stood upright, and it was fearful。

"The Bodhisattva is about to manifest himself!

Thousands of ordinary people once again fell to their knees, kowtowed and burned incense, praying to the Bodhisattva for blessings and blessing them with a full mouth.

The dwarf monk has sat down cross-legged in front of the lotus at this time, his hands are folded, silently chanting the mantra, the short figure is shrouded in electric light, like a canoe in the monstrous waves, small and fragile, the monk's body gradually flashes a circle of yellow light, more and more bright, and the red light of the thousand-petal lotus touches, there will be lightning strikes, twisting each other, suddenly, a stem of three flowers of the thousand-petal lotus shoots out a lightning bolt from the stamen, piercing into the monk's yellow light, the yellow light desperately holds on, the lightning is like a hungry snake biting the prey and refuses to let go.

The monk's face was sweating, his hands began to tremble, but his eyes were closed, and the mantra in his mouth was constantly recited, blessing the power of the yellow light, without the slightest intention of retreating, seeing that the lightning was getting thicker and thicker, the red mushroom cloud was circling and accelerating, the red light of the thousand-petal lotus flower was flourishing, and the monk's figure and the yellow light had been swallowed by the red light, and the yellow light was broken, and the monk would definitely die.

"This monk is going to be punished!" the people sighed, "You really deserve it!"

I heard a shout from the crowd: "Don't panic, the poor road is here to help you!" A Taoist priest dressed as a person flew behind the monk with a sword, the person who came was no one else, it was the real person of Longhu Mountain Yuanbei who followed the gluttonous order, he came to the Taihu Lake for several days, and never found out the ins and outs of the gluttonous order, he was afraid that the government would know that the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain had something to do with the ghosts in Taihu Lake, and damaged the reputation of Longhu Mountain, so he had to hide in a disciple's house outside Suzhou during the day, and only came out to visit at night, this day I heard the people rumor that there was a Buddha light thousand petal lotus in Taihu Lake, which was very suspicious, so I came to investigate, and before I came to the front, I saw the ghost in the sky above the lotus, and hurriedly came to the lake, and saw a monk fighting with the ghost behind the thousand-petal lotus, The monk's mana is strong, far above the realm of the true monarch, but he gradually fell behind, and his life is on the verge of death, looking at his means of casting spells, like the monks of Linggu Temple, so he drew his sword to help.

Yuanbei Zhenren did not dare to slack off, holding a sword in his right hand, his left foot had not yet landed, his right foot jumped out closely, his feet touched in the air, and he took this step, called Yu step, which was passed down from the footwork of King Yu, his feet fell on the position, he flew the sword with his wrist, the tip of the sword broke through the air, from top to bottom, he wrote a golden true martial arts talisman, shining brightly, pinched the trick with his left hand, and pushed forward, "Get up!"

Longhu Mountain is a rune volleyed into the air, wrapped in a gust of wind crashing into the lotus lightning, the kan position belongs to water, the true martial arts charm borrows the power of the true martial emperor, the true martial emperor subdues the north, and the north belongs to the water, so this golden rune absorbs the water vapor in the lake, and the momentum is difficult to bear!

Seeing that the lightning was under the pressure of the golden rune, twisted and deformed, and gradually retreated, the monk's yellow light got a chance to breathe, quickly lit up, and the golden rune together forced towards the thousand-petal lotus, the thousand-petal lotus lightning gradually disappeared, the mushroom cloud no longer rolled, shrunk inward and collapsed, a monk saw that the ghost was weak, refused to stop, increased his mana, and pressed step by step, only to see the thousand-petal lotus stamen quickly withered, the petals scattered all over the ground, and even the thick branches quickly dried up and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the common people shouted, "Oh, these two people have ruined our divine flower!" The terrified poor people saw that these two people were about to destroy their only hope of happiness, and threw everything they could throw in their hands at the monks and Taoist priests, which was not enough to relieve their hatred, and some people had to risk their lives to go forward and beat them a few times, and when they saw the terrifying light and shadow, they did not dare to do it.

The mushroom cloud shrank to the size of a person, and suddenly a figure appeared, which could not be seen clearly in the haze, and it was vaguely visible that the person was dressed in a golden yellow robe, wearing a feather crown on his head, holding a golden scepter in his hand, and a loud voice came out: "I am a lotus immortal at the bottom of Taihu Lake, and I have cultivated the Tao for a long time, and today I want to use the lotus flower to show the saints, and ensure that the people of the Quartet live and work in peace and contentment, and the wind and rain are smooth, what kind of demon are you, dare to offend my immortal?"

The monk laughed: "You shrunken turtle, you are finally willing to appear, you can deceive these ordinary people with such a trick, but you can't deceive me!"

"Hmph, this great immortal intends to teach you a lesson, but I am afraid that the mana will be difficult to collect and hurt innocent people, do you dare to follow me to that island to compete for the victory?"

"Why don't you dare? Brother Dao?" The monk intended to invite Yuanbei Zhenren to go with him, Yuanbei Zhenren happily accepted the order, and the mushroom cloud flew to the southeast, and the monk and Yuanbei Zhenren followed. 90 Literature Network

After the three of them left, the thousand-petal lotus returned to its original state, the branches and leaves were luxuriant, the lotus blossomed as before, and the people knelt down one after another, and the people from all over the world gathered more and more.

The mushroom cloud led the two of them to pass through the gluttonous enchantment, and flew down to Sheshan Island, only to see that the mountain peaks on this island were numerous, such as the pen standing, the mushroom cloud and the two fell on a mountain peak respectively, only a few zhang apart, the mushroom cloud dispersed, showing the true body of the long-lived poisonous scorpion witch cricket, wearing a dark red Taoist robe, holding a scorpion tail staff, three strands of long hair fluttering in the wind, and said with a smile: "The old man's immortal and nameless fairy ghosts, you can wait for the rats to report their names?"

The monk sang a Buddha horn: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the little monk Linggu Temple is a monk in the moon corridor." Yuanbei Zhenren smiled when he heard this: "It turned out to be the master of the Moon Corridor, the poor Yuanbei Zhenren is polite, I didn't meet last time, and today I have the fate to meet, it's really a blessing for three lives." After that, the two looked at each other and smiled, it turned out that the monk of the Moon Corridor thought that he was ugly and had never liked to meet people, so he would try the method through the wall last time.

"You old monster don't know each other, since we have reported our names, you should also report your own home. The Moon Corridor monk shouted.

Wu Yu sneered angrily: "You are a monk of Linggu Temple, and your ancestor Bizhi monk still owes me a favor." ”

"The old monster Hugh wants to speak disrespectfully, the ancestor has high morals, how can he owe you a favor? Not to mention that you are a ghost of unknown origin. ”

"Hmph, Pizhi was enlightened in Niushou Mountain, happened to meet the demon star moon star Linfan, to kill 1,300 people in the world to the debt, not enough to kill the number of people was chased by the Sanqingmen people, fled to the Niushou Mountain, turned into a woman to ask him for help, the monk not only healed her injuries, but also made an exception to accept her as an apprentice, who knew that ten years later, the moon star demon spirit was stimulated, and he had to reopen the killing ring, sneak attack on the branch to beat him into a serious injury, fled down the mountain, continued to kill people, and was soon pursued by the monks, she fled back to Niushou Mountain to force the death of the branch, with the body of the tenth practice of the branch to block the disaster, it happened that the old man met the Niushou Mountain at that time, and the branch begged me for helpAnd in exchange for the seeds of the Thousand Petals of the Buddha Gate, the old man then subdued the Moon Planet and saved his life, and later the monk of Pizhi imprisoned the Moon Moon, and sent her back to the heavenly realm after the Dharma was tempered, so, does your ancestor Pizhi owe me a favor?"

"Put your stinky shit, dare to slander the ancestor, what kind of ghost are you, your tone is not small!" The monk of the Moon Corridor was also a little angry, how could his own ancestor not be annoyed by what he said about it?

"Hahahaha. Wu Yan sneered: "You have to stand still and tell you that the old man is one of the five saints of the ghost and immortal, the Long Live Scorpion Witch Frog." ”

Although the two of them had been mentally prepared, they were still taken aback when they heard the name of the witch cricket, this old monster has a prominent reputation, a ruthless heart, and has always been uncertain, how could it appear in Taihu Lake today? No wonder this thousand-petaled lotus looks like a ghost, it turns out to be a ghost made by a witch cricket.

"Little monk, my thousand-petal lotus was planted by your ancestor himself, how can you see the flaw?" How many mortals and immortals have been deceived by Wu Yan with this thousand-petal lotus, today is the first time that someone has seen through it.

The monk of the Moon Corridor deliberately smiled: "That's not necessarily, the thousand-petal lotus planted by the ancestor himself is still growing in the lotus pond under Niushou Mountain, and it blooms in fifty years, white, blue, and red, and the petals overlap, but it will not exceed eighteen layers, and the lotus petals in Shicai Lake are as many as twenty layers, so the little monk knows that this is by no means the thousand-petal lotus of the holy flower of Buddhism. ”

"This, the old thief, is really hateful. The witch clamor turned to laugh and said: "Even if you recognize it, those ordinary people don't recognize it, now they should still bow down to it, you can't stop me, today the old man wants to kill you, and he can't show the old man's means!

"Okay, that's a deal. Yuanbei Zhenren agreed, turned around and discussed with the monk of the Moon Corridor: "This witch is powerful, we really have a hard chance of winning, but since he said this, then he will lose, we will work together to smash the mountain under his feet, see if he moves." The monk of the Moon Corridor nodded, and also whispered a few words, these words had already been heard by the witch cricket, and secretly laughed at these two people who really underestimated him, so that you can see the mana of the five saints of ghosts and immortals.

The monk of the moon corridor clasped his hands together, recited the mantra, the Vimo Tibetan mantra came out, the sound wave was like the sea, rolling in, and went straight to the witch glam, the mountain moving talisman of the real person in Yuanbei also came suddenly, the mantra urged the sound wave, the moving mountain talisman was wrapped in the Gangfeng, the wind and waves in the valley were strong, destroying the trees, pulling out stones and flying sand, moving mountains and opening the way, a tornado rotated extremely fast, sandwiched the sound wave and the gang wind in the center, like a huge glacier towards the peak where the witch clamour was sliding slowly and unstoppably.

The mana of the two masters of the True Monarch Realm was not worth mentioning in front of the witch cricket, and the witch clamor sneered, "With this ability, the righteous path of Middle Earth is not worth worrying about!" The scorpion tail staff in his hand was raised, and a lightning shot out, resisting the tornado, trying to push the tornado back, suddenly, he felt that the tornado had changed direction, not forward, but a suction, wanting to suck him into the mountain, and he was too strong, the scorpion tail staff had already sunk in, scolded a plan, hurriedly retreated back, and when he was wrestling, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red light behind him, it turned out to be the Chixiao sword of Yuanbei Zhenren turned into a red eagle and broke through the air, even if the sword did not die, it would be seriously injured, Wu Yu hurriedly flashed to the side, dodged the Chixiao sword, and pulled it out again, pulled out the staff from the tornado, pointed at the two and scolded"Wang Ba calf, dare to play yin!"

It turned out that the two of them deliberately let him hear it, secretly manipulated the Vimo Great Treasure Spell and the Mountain Moving Talisman, and then used the Chixiao Sword to sneak attack, Yuanbei Zhenren smiled: "You have high mana, but your wisdom is insufficient, and now you have lost." ”

"Even if you win the old man, so what?" Wu Yan grimaced: "Who said that the old man can talk and count, now that the gluttonous feast in Taihu Lake has begun, you still can't stop me!"

"Ah, the gluttonous feast has begun?" The monk of the Moon Corridor and the real people of Yuanbei were stunned, and the figure of the witch clamour had disappeared.

"Falling for his trick of diverting the tiger from the mountain, those ordinary people are afraid that they have already entered the gluttonous enchantment. Yuan Benzhen shouted.