In order to avoid the mountain bandits, He Qun was worried about his seriously injured son, so he chose a dangerous shortcut, hoping that God would protect him and let him get to the town in time, so that his son could live.

Time flies quickly, the sun sets, the dim sunlight is spilled down, in the thorny jungle, He Qun is carrying the child on his back and moving forward with difficulty, on the way forward, He Qun is like a frightened bird, the slightest movement will make him nervous to stop, the hands carrying the child are secretly tightened, and he looks around vigilantly.

He Qun cautiously shuttled through the jungle, but his expression was extremely anxious, and he stopped from time to time to look at the child, knowing that the child was still alive before continuing to hurry.

The road ahead of the jungle is unpredictable, when He Qun is halfway through, an adult white-fronted tiger with two cubs suddenly rushed out, and the three tigers roared in a low voice, pressing on He Qun step by step, staring at He Qun with fierce eyes.

As soon as the tiger appeared, He Qun's eyes trembled, and he glanced at the three tigers with fear, and his body slowly retreated.

Oh... Oh...

Suddenly, the adult tiger opened its mouth and jumped forward, and the fierce killing intent pounced on He Qun, and then, the two tiger cubs also rushed up and pounced on He Qun from both sides.

The three tigers attacked at the same time, and at the time of the crisis, He Qun didn't know where the strength came from, quickly hugged the child in front of him, and quickly turned around and ran away.

Boom... Boom...

The tiger pounced and landed on the ground with a loud noise, kicking up a little dust.

Whew!

The three tigers stared at He Qun in front of them, their heads shook, they roared loudly in anger, their bodies moved, and their speed increased to chase after He Qun.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, not to mention He Qun, who is already on the verge of collapse, a few breaths of time, the tiger came behind He Qun, only to see the adult tiger leap up and knock down He Qun who was running.

Burst...

He Qun was slammed down, and the child in his arms also fell to the front, and the adult tiger stepped on He Qun's back, making He Qun unable to move.

Oh!

The adult tiger roared in the sky, as if to convey something, and sure enough, not long after the whistle sounded, two tiger cubs came from not far away, and at the same time let out a tender tiger roar.

When the tiger cub arrived, he walked up to the badly injured and unconscious boy, his bloodthirsty tongue slowly licking.

"Don't! Don't!" Looking at the unconscious boy in front of him, He Qun's pupils contracted suddenly, and fear permeated his face, but at this time, he was already exhausted, and he could only shake his head in horror and shout weakly.

Whoa!

Just as He Qun shouted, the tiger that had suppressed him let out a long roar, and the hideous tiger's mouth suddenly opened, biting towards He Qun's right shoulder.

"Ahh

Yes!

At the same time, the two tiger cubs also opened their bloody tiger mouths and began to bite the unconscious boy, and the moment the tiger cub bit it, the unconscious child suddenly woke up, screamed in pain, and fainted from the pain again.

"Ahh

"Amitabha! Donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore! Why bother!" Just as He Qun was desperate, a sigh sounded in the sky.

With the sound of the sound, the movements of the three tigers suddenly stopped, and they looked upward.

I saw that above the jungle, golden light sprinkled below, and a figure folded his hands and slowly fell from the void.

The man was dressed in a bright yellow robe, draped obliquely in the shape of a red net, the man was eight feet long, his body was thin, there was no hair on his head, only nine white dots were arranged, his face was yellow, his eyelids were slightly lowered, and his expression revealed a trace of compassion.

The person who came stopped in the air a few feet above the ground, and the adult tiger's body flashed softly, turning into a big man, with stains of blood remaining on his face, he looked at the person with a jealous expression, and pretended to be profound: "Oh! Old bald donkey, what are you doing when you are eating? Why don't you hurry up, you will be in a hurry to get out of this seat, and you will eat it together!"

While speaking, the big man's right foot shook slightly, and He Qun under his feet had a sharp pain in his chest, and he vomited blood again in his mouth, and the severe pain made him speechless, but his eyes were already dull, looking at the bloody son.

Then, the two tiger cubs also changed their shapes, turned into two teenagers, and walked to the side of the big man, looking at the monk with fierce eyes.

The monk shook his head and sighed lightly, and said compassionately: "Amitabha! The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and since you have already cultivated your human body, why should you create and kill sins again? Why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!"

"Fart! This seat can play if you want, and kill if you want! This kind of human race is only worthy of being used as a plaything and food!" The big man with a big tiger body was shocked, his eyes were full of anger, and he shouted coldly.

"If you are obsessed, let the poor monk overdo it for you!"

The big man didn't give up half a step, the monk shook his head helplessly, his right hand reached forward, and an invisible force restrained the three of the three tigers.

"Father!" the three of them couldn't move, and the two teenagers hurriedly spoke.

The three of them were tightly bound, and the big man's forehead was bruised, and he struggled hard, seeing that he couldn't break free, the big man looked directly at the monk and said in a low voice: "Bastard! Old bald donkey, do you want to provoke a dispute between the demon clan and the Buddhist sect!"

"Hehe! Ant generation, what kind of wind and waves? Come on, the poor monk will send you to the death!" The monk sneered, his right arm turned slightly, his palm was closed, the voice of the big man and the two teenagers froze, the pupils contracted sharply, a golden light flashed suddenly, the light dissipated, and the three figures disappeared.

"My Buddha is merciful! I hope that after you are reincarnated, you can change your ways!" the monk clasped his hands together and whispered with compassion.

Then, the monk's figure flashed and appeared beside He Qun, his right hand flicked lightly, and a soft golden light entered He Qun, and He Qun's injuries recovered instantly.

"Amitabha, donor, go home quickly!" the monk raised his right hand and dragged He Qun, who had fallen to the ground, to his feet.

"I ...... Please, please save my son!" He Qun recovered from his injuries, looked at the monk in disbelief, and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing one after another, and kept pleading.

"Donor, the child's body is ruined, the soul is broken, and the poor monk is really powerless! you better go home......" The monk sighed softly and said helplessly.

But He Qun didn't believe it, kept kowtowing, kept begging, and finally, the monk finally spoke: "Donor, get up! The poor monk has a way to save the child, provided that you have to enter my Shamen, worship me as a teacher, and cherish my Buddha!"

"Yes, I am willing!As long as I can save the child, I am willing to do anything!" He Qun nodded excitedly and said excitedly.

"Okay, for the teacher's Dharma name Xuanming, your generation is the ancestral word, and as a teacher, I will give you the Dharma name Zukong!" Xuanming's right hand was scratched, and He Qun's hair disappeared, and six neatly arranged white dots appeared on his head.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Ming's left hand was spread out, and the golden demon slaying pestle appeared in his hand, He Qun was puzzled, and asked Xuan Ming respectfully, but Xuan Ming asked him to be calm and wait aside.

Xuan Ming's figure flashed, came to the side of the child with blurred flesh and blood, only to see Xuan Ming's right hand closed virtually, and the bright golden light shrouded the body, and after a while, Xuan Ming's right hand shook strangely, and suddenly, Xuan Ming's right hand slapped on the demon pestle, and the bright golden mangs also continued to pour into the pestle.

When the golden light completely dissipated, Xuan Ming let go of his left hand, only to see the demon pestle trembling slightly, and then levitating in front of Xuan Ming, staggering and swimming.

Just when He Qun was puzzled, the demon pestle's body stagnated, and the golden light shone brightly, and he came to He Qun's side in an instant, constantly rubbing He Qun's shoulders.

"Master, what is this?" He Qun's body was motionless, and Yu Guang glanced at the strange demon pestle, then looked at Xuan Ming, and asked.

Xuan Ming's figure flashed, he came to He Qun, smiled slightly and said: "Hehe, Zukong! For the teacher, what is used is the method of "soul nourishment" of Buddhism, and for the teacher to take out your son's remnant soul and save it in the treasure of Buddhism, and use the power of Buddhism to nourish it, so that his remnant soul can be restored as soon as possible!"

"Really, my son's soul is here, and how long will it take?" He Qun was overjoyed when he heard this, and rubbed the demon pestle with trembling hands.

"After you return to the Buddha Kingdom with me, practice hard, the faster your cultivation will improve, the faster your son's soul will recover!" Xuan Ming's eyes flashed with a different color, and he spoke calmly.

Subsequently, Xuan Ming took back the demon pestle, saying that after He Qun's cultivation was successful, he would hand over the demon pestle to He Qun.

With a wave of Xuan Ming's robe, he disappeared into the jungle with He Qun.