The monk's face changed slightly.

Another monk was about to strike right away.

"Wait. ”

The monk who was stopped by Su Ting suddenly spoke up, looked at Su Ting, and said, "I don't know where Tan Yue came from?"

Only then did Su Ting let go and said with a smile: "I came from heaven." ”

The faces of the two monks changed slightly, and because their cultivation was too low, they couldn't distinguish the truth from the falsehood of their words, but this young man was by no means an ordinary person.

"I want to know, how is there a layer of gloom here, and people seem to be panicking?"

Su Ting put his hands behind his back and said, "You two, where are you going in such a hurry?"

The monk didn't hide it, but said: "Recently, in the big river outside the city, there is a great demon king who has cultivated to be profound, making waves, fierce and powerful, at first the waves rose, drowning many people, and then put down his words, as long as sixteen boys and sixteen virgins are worshiped every year, you can keep the wind and rain smooth." ”

He sighed and said: "The master in the temple went to subdue the demon, but was eaten by this big demon king, and more than a dozen senior brothers packed up their packages and fled for their lives, leaving the fourth senior brother still in charge. ”

Su Ting's brows furrowed, as if he remembered something, and asked again, "What about the two of you?"

The monk replied: "The fourth senior brother asked me to invite the master of Xianyun Temple to come and subdue the demons, let him find a quiet place, pray quietly, and hope that with a sincere heart, he can make the Pure Land of Western Heaven Bliss feel something." ”

Su Ting thought for a moment and asked, "Where is your temple?"

The two monks glanced at each other, pointed in one direction, and said, "It's just outside the city." ”

Su Ting waved his hand and said, "You two, just get busy yourself." ”

The two monks were worried in their hearts, not knowing where this young man came from, not knowing whether this young man was a friend or an enemy, and they were quite panicked at the moment.

Su Ting ignored it and walked forward.

——

All the way through, it seems to be gloomy.

Every household here is dedicated to the Buddha or Bodhisattva.

At present, when there is a disaster, there are also many people, chanting sutras and reciting Buddha, which seems to be extremely religious.

Su Ting's expression was calm, and there was not much change.

In his previous life, he did not believe that there were ghosts and gods between heaven and earth, so he was quite scornful of this kind of praying to gods and worshiping Buddha. But in this life, he knew that there were really ghosts and gods in the world, but he still didn't think that praying to gods and worshiping Buddha would be of any use in turning things around.

For example, in front of me, every family sincerely worships the Buddha, but they still suffer disasters.

At present, all the families are sincerely chanting the scriptures, panicking, but there is still no Buddha in the lower realm to subdue demons and subdue demons to save them.

"Huh?"

Su Ting's footsteps suddenly paused and walked towards one of them.

This family is hung with white silk, and it is obvious that there is also a mourning.

Along the way, there is only this family, and they have not asked God to worship Buddha.

Su Ting saw that in this family, there was also a great Bodhisattva, obviously not that this family did not have the heart to worship the Buddha, but that there was a funeral at home, and according to custom, incense and worship could not be worshiped for a year.

"My eldest son has been hit by a disaster, I hope the Bodhisattva will be merciful and compassionate, and ensure that the rest of my children and grandchildren will have no more disasters, keep this side peaceful, and turn that monster away. ”

There was an old man in this family, although he did not worship incense, but he kept muttering to himself, and his eyes were in a trance.

Su Ting approached and asked: "Old man, you have begged God to worship Buddha in your life, but you ended up with a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, obviously you have incense in this life, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens have suffered in vain, but they have not blessed you, how can you still be so sincere now?"

When the old man heard this, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he angrily rebuked: "What nonsense is you? Everything has a definite number! Since my child's lifespan is like this, it is naturally predestined, how can I blame the gods and Buddhas? This time I lost my eldest son, how do I know that the gods and Buddhas will not resolve my family smoothly in the future?"

Su Ting frowned and said, "Since everything has a fixed number, and the gods and Buddhas can't change the fixed number, then what's the use of asking the gods to worship the Buddha?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then took the broom, swept it over, and said angrily: "Get out! Get out!"

Su Ting retreated, thoughtful.

He turned away, frowning slightly.

He looked at the people in the city, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, and vaguely felt strange.

"Pray to God and worship Buddha, just to ask for peace of mind?"

Su Ting muttered to himself: "At first, I just wanted peace of mind, but when there was a disaster, and then for peace of mind, they could only push everything to the word fate, and then to themselves, and they didn't dare to blame the gods and Buddhas, maybe the old man would feel that he had collided with the gods and Buddhas, and then worship a few times with great fanfare, if you really want to say, this is quite similar to some customs in Middle-earth." ”

He is now a celestial immortal, and he can receive incense like a god and Buddha.

But he had not yet built a temple.

It's just that he has some resistance to this in his heart.

After looking at the time in front of him, he even felt the cause and effect from the incense, and the thread behind it.

"Until I can divide my mind into billions of people, and until I can dispel the calamities and confusions of thousands of believers one by one, I must not receive the power of incense. ”

Su Ting secretly scolded: "From this point of view, it is not a good thing to receive incense and turn a blind eye to believers, and entanglement of cause and effect. ”

——

The fourth senior brother in this temple is a monk of nearly forty, but his face is white and pure, and he looks like he is in his thirties.

This monk is still dressed as a monk from the West, and his clothes are not as delicate as the monks of Middle-earth, a little rough, but he is full of gentleness.

"This fourth senior brother has cultivated to be comparable to the master of the Daomen. ”

Su Ting nodded slightly, and said secretly: "It stands to reason that the higher the cultivation, the more stable the temperament, but in fact, people have their own temperaments, not single, even if they are Buddhas, there are still a thousand faces, no matter the monks and Taoists, no matter how high or low the Tao, the temperament is different...... Even if it is the Zhengxian Dao, which is known for its quiet inaction, that little immortal is not really a pure and inactive heart. ”

He walked forward, with a slight appreciation in his heart, and said, "But this monk, compared to the two monks just now, is calm enough. ”

The fourth senior brother Shi Li said: "Tan Yue, what doubts do you have?"

Su Ting clasped his hands together and said, "I have something I want to ask about." ”

The fourth senior brother said, "Tan Yue, please speak." ”

Su Ting said: "Before this big demon king appeared, was there any movement around it?"

The fourth senior brother thought about it, then shook his head, and said, "The poor monk doesn't know, maybe it's because the poor monk's Dharma is not profound enough. ”

Su Ting nodded and said, "It seems that you don't know, I'll ask another guy." ”

The fourth senior brother nodded slightly, and said: "Tan Yue asked as soon as possible, try to get out of here, that big demon king is really not easy to deal with, the poor monk is not an opponent, he can only chant the scriptures to surpass these dead, help them reincarnate in the past life, and do his best." ”

Su Ting glanced at him deeply and said, "I saw a lot of monks before, they asked the people for payment, went to people's houses, and just recited a few useless scriptures, but you, a monk with real ability, don't want to be rewarded." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, waved his hand, and said: "All kinds of people in the world, no matter the monks and monks, no matter how they practice, always have all kinds of temperaments...... You need not thank me for the evil that I have done in this place today. ”

When the fourth senior brother heard this, he was slightly stunned and a little dazed.

And Su Ting's figure has gradually disappeared.

He moved away from here, and his clothes gradually changed, and he reverted to his true robes.

The breath on his body was no longer restrained, and his gaze gradually became cold.

Since receiving the emperor's decree, I have been a little depressed, and after the nether realm, along the way, all kinds of scenes, I am not in a good mood and need to vent.

This big demon king bumped into him Su someone, and his luck was not very good.

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