Chapter Ninety-Three: A Master Fell from the Sky
"Amitabha, it turns out that it is really a heavenly immortal!" The merchants hurriedly knelt on the ground in a panic, and kowtowed again and again to the place where Xuankong and Zen Master Miller had disappeared.
Even the face of the county guard of Ninghai County was not good-looking, and he was quite familiar with the eldest young master of the Zhang family, who was now Zen Master Miller.
But I didn't expect that this young man who stood up for no reason was actually a cultivator with spells. I couldn't help but secretly rejoice in my heart, at that time, I just let the fierce man of the Ruyi Gambling House follow Xuankong, and didn't stop him hard.
Lord Gunshou also closed his eyes and silently recited a few words in his heart: "Buddha bless!"
He has some friendship with Zen Master Miller, and seeing that the relationship between him and Xuankong is by no means an "old friend", but this is a matter between the immortals, and he is a mortal who has nothing else to do except help Zen Master Miller recite a few words of Buddha's name.
However, Zen Master Miller fell into the hands of Xuankong, and it was destined that even if the Lord Commander recited the Buddhist scriptures, it would be useless.
He dragged Zen Master Miller with one hand, and at the same time cast a flying spell, stepping on the light and floating in the air.
Although Zen Master Miller had never been to the underworld, he also found that he had left the mortal world from the fluctuations in his spiritual power in the air. I couldn't help but shout: "Xuankong Dao Chief, where are you taking me?"
All around are yin wind and angry dark fog, and it doesn't look like the bright fairy realm in the nine heavens.
Xuankong faced the wind and laughed loudly: "Take you to see your grandfather!"
"Master Ancestor?" Zen Master Miller was a little confused when he heard Xuankong's words, he didn't know what Xuankong was thinking about where he was going to take him.
Since he partnered with Brother Xiao'er to cheat money, and was taught a lesson by Xuankong's secret methods, Zen Master Miller no longer dared to take the initiative to find trouble with Wang Qi, mainly because he was afraid that Xuankong would intervene.
But he doesn't look for trouble, but trouble comes to his door.
Zen Master Miller's own cultivation is not high, but he still has vision. He saw that Xuankong's cultivation was also a master who had stepped into the Heavenly Immortal Dao, why was he always blindly entangled with himself, what was he for?
All in all, Zen Master Miller didn't believe that Xuankong really wanted to accept himself as an apprentice, and cultivation of this kind of thing was originally about chance.
His current cultivation can also be said to be cultivated by his own efforts. And I have never heard of anyone who promises a lot of benefits for a person who is destined to be a disciple.
At least Zen Master Miller has never encountered it, and being able to cultivate and win immortality is already a special prize, where is there such a cheap master who takes the initiative to send it to the door?
Zen Master Miller did not make as much noise as he imagined, but made Xuankong very comfortable, and praised softly: "Yes, you can still know the current affairs! I am going to take you to the world where your ancestor is." ”
Zen Master Miller asked tentatively: "I don't have an ancestral master, only one master is the abbot of Fahai of Jinshan Temple." ”
Xuankong laughed and said, "You don't think that Fahai's cultivation is innate, right?"
Zen Master Miller thought about it, how could anyone be so vigorous and be born with the Tao of an Arhat in the world? He cautiously asked, "My master of Fahai will not be the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, right?"
Xuankong was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Zen Master Miller: "How do you know?"
Zen Master Miller slapped his hand on his face and gasped: "No, I'm just guessing casually, are we flying on the Huangquan Road now?"
Xuankong couldn't help but admire Zen Master Miller's intuition: "You can guess this!"
Zen Master Miller couldn't help but tremble all over, and asked, "Xuankong Dao Chief, Xuankong Immortal, what are you looking for me?"
Xuankong nodded and said, "Be my apprentice!"
At the beginning, Zen Master Miller thought that he had heard it wrong, and that he had heard of forcing people to sell meat and being thieves, but where had he ever heard of forcing people to be apprentices?
He also has a bit of a ghost in his heart, for fear that his younger brother's White Lotus Sect has offended the masters, and he wants to find a handle from himself.
If you let others know that the White Lotus Holy Son of your younger brother is sealed by the Great Sage of the Demon Realm, the Heavenless Buddha.
Not to mention the two brothers of his old Zhang family, even the White Lotus Sect disciples in the whole world may not end well. Thinking of this, Zen Master Miller smiled boldly: "Xuankong Dao Chief, don't be joking, the little monk can't be frightened."
He was thinking that he was holding the title of a disciple of Jinshan Temple, regardless of whether Abbot Fahai knew that there was such a nominal disciple as himself, but he could be regarded as having a backer.
I just hope that this Xuankong Great Immortal, for the sake of the face of the abbot of Fahai of Jinshan Temple, will not rectify himself too badly.
Xuankong was not joking with him, he threatened in a low voice: "Ask again one last time, do you want to be my apprentice? If you don't open up again, I can guarantee that you will regret it!"
Zen Master Miller is now a single person, and he is out of the way: "The little monk wants to see how I regret it!"
Xuankong smiled: "Do you think I'm joking with you? I don't need to make a move, I will only take you to the Yama Palace, and so many Buddhist precepts you have committed in the yang world will naturally be punished by the Yin Division." ”
Zen Master Miller is not a mortal, he also has some knowledge, and he does not believe it: "I heard that after people die, they are under the management of Yin Cao, where can I die so early when I am a great fortune?"
Moreover, he is now also on the path of cultivation, so he naturally hopes that he will make great progress in the future and will also be able to cultivate the immortal technique of immortality.
Although Master Miller was also familiar with the precepts in the underworld, he was not very scared in his heart.
He laughed and said, "My Buddha once said that I put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, I am a disciple of Buddhism, even if I violate the precepts of the underworld, I will not be under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Monarch!"
Xuankong also laughed: "Do you still think so? Well, I don't think there is any need to continue talking now." ”
On the Nai He Bridge, there was already a team of Yin soldiers from the underworld waiting. Zen Master Miller watched this group of stump and bloodstained ghosts being escorted across the Nai He Bridge in front of his eyes, and naturally knew that this was the real Yin God walking in the underworld.
Frightened, his legs weakened, and he landed on the bridge and refused to move forward half a step.
A ghost general flew out of the Yin soldiers on the opposite side at this time, who was the henchman of King Qin Guang, the one who led Xuankong into the ghost city of Xudu. He looked at Zen Master Miller, who was stagnant, and gave a military salute to Xuankong: "Dare to ask Xuankong Immortal, is this the person?"
Xuankong nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that he is unwilling to go any further." The ghost general said solemnly: "When you get to the underworld, you have to choose by these people? The king of Hades ordered people to die on the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch?"
He waved his hand and gave a military order, and immediately a Yin soldier stepped forward and strangled Zen Master Miller by the neck with a soul-binding rope. With a slight pull, I saw Zen Master Miller's feet moving on their own, following the Yin soldiers faster and faster.
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