The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 525

Chapter 525 Xiao Hei's Immortal Fate

 The Qingshi Temple has a small Buddha, a main hall, three side rooms, a kitchen, and an old tree.

The most precious thing is that it is located on a spiritual vein. The spiritual vein is very small, not to mention a spiritual stone, and even the spiritual energy spurting out every day is intermittent.

If the spiritual veins of a large sect are like a rushing river, then the Qi Eye is like a small pool with spring water emerging from the mountains.

  It is very precious to casual practitioners.

There lived an old monk among them, who was rumored to be a great monk who built the foundation. No one had dared to offend him. As the old monk lived longer, people gradually speculated that it was a golden elixir.

　　People have different opinions, but the old monk never took action. He even walked down the mountain to enter the practice market to buy things.

I don't know if this old man is too tired. He travels back and forth for months at a time. He is like a mortal and rarely escapes.

“Monk Changzang, unknown cultivation level, eminent Buddhist monk?”

A mysterious man wearing a black robe, his face and figure covered by some kind of magic weapon, took the jade slip from the Tianji Pavilion intelligence dealer, and the restrictions were still on it.

“There are only two descriptions: the name of the Dharma and the boundless Dharma. The more you do in Tianji Pavilion, the more you go back.”

The information dealer smiled and said: "This immortal guest, as the saying goes, secrets cannot be leaked. Although Master Changzang was born in a small sect, he has a close relationship with Li Shengxian, the Taoist disciple of Shangqing Palace. He is a peerless golden elixir who is less than 100 years old. A genius, if you can be friends with him, how can this person be simple?"

“As for the lack of information, it's just because Master Changzang has practiced Buddhism diligently and has never been contaminated by karma. Such people are not trivial. Even if we at Tianji Pavilion can calculate it, we will not rashly get involved in this karma.”

 Tianji Pavilion is often more arrogant than the devil in terms of divination. As long as it can afford the money, even a powerful Nascent Soul dares to do it.

However, they are not counted if they are the best in the world, those who have great merits and virtues, and those who live in seclusion and practice asceticism are not counted.

 Monk Chang Zang belongs to the third party.

Even if his cultivation level may only be Golden Pill, Tianji Pavilion will not divulge divination rashly.

 After all, these ascetics often do nothing if they don't come out, and once they do, they will shake the world.

"Too little, I need more information." The mysterious man shook his head, "Help me figure out whether he has a Buddhist heart."

 “Buddha's heart?”

The information dealer was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Don't make fun of me. The Buddha's heart has not appeared in thousands of years, and even if it existed, we wouldn't be able to figure it out."

 “Can this be counted?”

 The mysterious man took out a Qiankun bag from his black robe, which was filled with spiritual stones.

The information dealer thought about it and did not agree: "It is still a bit risky. After all, they are not fighting against the world, and it is not easy for us to harm them."

 The mysterious man took out another bag of spiritual stones.

"Is it enough?"

 “The cyclist looks like he's in a hurry…”

　　Boom!

 The powerful aura erupted, reaching the peak of the Golden Core and even the Nascent Soul.

The mysterious man said coldly: "Tianji Pavilion is a businessman. Even if the business fails, we are still friends."

The information dealer was suddenly sweating profusely. He quickly put away his greed and informed his superiors. After receiving these, he put away the two bags of spiritual stones.

 A few days later, the mysterious man got what he wanted.

  【Can make inner demons see the light】

“Tsk, have you still been sniffed by your Tianji Pavilion's dog's nose?” The mysterious man was quite dissatisfied. The word “inner demon” was essentially a warning and deterrent to himself, and it was also a proof of the other party's ability.

Tianji Pavilion figured out its own troubles.

Turning around and leaving, the mysterious man inquired along the road for several days, and finally learned about Qingshi Temple from some monks.

Three hundred miles east of Fang City, you can see the Tusha River. Thirty miles further along the river, you can see a temple.

 A temple is not a temple if there is a Buddha in it. A temple can be seen hundreds of miles behind the Buddha.

 This is the address left by monk Changzang in Fangshi.

 Because many things are not available all the time, and monks do not have time to go to the market all the time. They may have missed some special spiritual objects after being in seclusion for decades, so some markets provide door-to-door delivery services.

The mysterious man moved and found the river, and then he came to a temple full of incense. There was a golden Buddha ten feet high and guarded by a golden Arhat.

　　The other party noticed his presence as soon as he appeared.

If her mind was not clouded and she was not severely injured, she would still have the strength to fight.

The mysterious man slightly cupped his hands and then quickly moved towards the direction behind the Buddha statue, and the Arhat obviously did not want to cause trouble. He just stared at her back, then withdrew his gaze and sat quietly on the lotus platform.

 Walking a hundred miles, I saw a small temple.

 An old monk was sweeping the fallen leaves.

"it's him?"

The mysterious man looked down at the old monk below. His temperament was introverted, sparse and ordinary, and he only had the cultivation of golden elixir.

 No matter from which angle you look at it, you can't tell that he is a highly moral monk. If you want to resolve your inner demons, it is better to go to that Arhat just now.

 But now that we're here, let's go down and have a look.

 She walked up the narrow mountain road. The mountain road is very smooth, paved with pieces of bluestone, without any trace of magic power. And this small temple obviously couldn't invite anyone, so it was probably the old monk who built it.

 I heard that he never flies away when traveling.

 When I arrived in front of the temple, I saw through the door that there was not even a single clay sculpture in the small temple.

The old monk also noticed her and asked with kind eyes: "What does this female benefactor do to come to my small temple in the mountain?"

 The sound of a female benefactor made the mysterious man more convinced that this old monk who was only at the golden elixir stage could actually see through his disguise.

 “Can the master accept pilgrims?”

 “If there is no Buddha in the temple, where will the pilgrims come?”

“Can the master accept nuns?”

“Has a female donor ever seen a monk accept a woman from a temple? Wouldn't that be breaking the precepts?”

The mysterious man took out another bag of spiritual stones and smashed it on the ground. The ground shook slightly with a clang, and a small pile of spiritual stones rolled out of the bag. For a while, the spiritual energy on the hilltop vaguely rose a bit.

 “Is this how you accept it?”

 She is here to study, not to kill.

If this old monk had the ability, it would be impossible to pretend to learn secretly. If you don't have the ability, there is no need to learn secretly.

 She never resorted to force if she could solve it with money. After all, you can steal if you are short of money, but you cannot steal if you are short of life.

 The old monk shook his head without even looking at the spirit stone. She threw out another bag of spiritual stones and a magic weapon, but the other party still shook his head. Just like the information dealer from Tianji Pavilion who was asking for prices all over the place, he was never satisfied.

 Boom!

The aura of Nascent Soul's power exploded, and the dark night fell and enveloped the entire mountain, cutting off the outside world.

 Since the soft one doesn't work, then use the hard one. This is called courtesy first and then attack.

 “Master, are you ready now?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious man saw the monk in front of him slightly opening his eyes. A ray of thunder suddenly appeared, and in an instant a giant Buddha rose from the ground.

The whole body is red, holding a thunderbolt in his hand, with three heads and six arms.

The ferocious, angry Buddha statue leaned forward slightly, carrying boundless murderous intent, suffocating the breath of a mighty Nascent Soul like her.

grass! Is this a golden elixir?

“Amitabha, how do you want to talk about the female donor?”

The mysterious man was silent for a long time and decided to speak up and be a good person.

"Hey, Master, I am a pure and kind person, but I was harmed by an adulterer and developed inner demons. If I can't solve them, I may not be able to achieve great success. Just now, I was obsessed with my mind and used these yellow and white things to taint Master."

Under the black clothes, a bright face was revealed, with wheat-colored skin and a sharp look between his brows.

 The Nascent Soul's great power shows weakness, and it is not something in the pool.

Monk Chang Zang instead looked at the other person with a high look. The stronger the person, the more arrogant he is, and the more flexible and flexible the person is, the more difficult he is to deal with.

  Vice versa, the purer the seeker, the further he will go.

 Only those in the middle are mediocre.

Monk Chang Zang did not restrain his breath and asked: "My Buddha is merciful, but there are three things I won't save. I won't save those who do evil things, I won't save those who kill mortals, and I won't save those who practice martial arts with others."

 “Who is the donor?”

The woman said weakly: "Is it okay to rob the rich and give to yourself when you are fighting for opportunities?"

She doesn't think she's a bad person, but she's definitely not a good person either.

Monk Changzang pondered for a while, then shook his head: "Disputes over spiritual practice are inevitable, and I hope the donor will commit less theft in the future."

 “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” The woman nodded repeatedly.

 Lefo's Dharma appearance disappeared, and the darkness that descended also dissipated.

Monk Chang Zang turned around and walked into the temple.

"I already know the problem of the female donor. If you don't mind, you can stay overnight and listen to Buddhist scriptures."

The woman asked doubtfully: "Didn't it say that women are not allowed in the quiet places of Buddhism?"

Monk Changzang replied: "Amitabha, Buddha does not distinguish between men and women. It is just to prevent his disciples from breaking the precepts, to protect the safety of the female donor, and to avoid rumors, so naturally women are not tolerated."

 “And there is only Lao Na here, and he doesn't eat incense, so he has nothing to do.”

 In the days to come, the monk chanting sutras under the old tree had an additional audience.

The mysterious woman has no name or surname. She was born as a spirit raised by the earth. She was contaminated with ominous aura, so she came out to find a cure. After spending several years in Kyushu, I found out that an eminent monk could treat me.

I met many eminent monks along the way, and Monk Chang Zang was the fifth.

 is also the weirdest one.

The body of a mere golden elixir was more terrifying than any Nascent Soul she had ever seen.

After three years of staying like this, the mysterious woman also listened to Buddhist scriptures for three years. She couldn't help but said, "Old monk, when will you teach me Buddhism?"

“Amitabha, Buddha is in the human heart, you need to learn to be a human being first.”

　　Chan Zang Monk Dao.

"Why don't the female donor give me a name first?" "Hmph! I was born and bred, why do I need to be named like your human race?"

“How about I get one for you?”

“No, teach me the Dharma quickly.”

Monk Changzang sighed helplessly, secretly thinking that this boy couldn't be taught, and then he gave him a Buddhist method to help him remove some of the filthy air.

The mysterious woman studied for another 10 years and finally learned a Buddhist method. When she succeeded, she seemed to be reaching for the stars and chasing the sun.

She opened her mouth slightly and asked with surprise: "What kind of magical power is this?"

Monk Chang Zang replied with a smile: "Three inches of palm, the three inches in the palm are the human world."

 “Hiss!” the mysterious woman gasped.

Isn't this the supreme magical power of Buddhism? How could it be in the hands of this old monk? And it was handed over to him so easily.

 “Old monk, are you the reincarnation of the real Buddha?”

 “Everyone in the world is a Buddha.”

 The old monk replied casually, picked up the broom and continued to sweep the fallen leaves.

 Shape like a mortal.

 For a time, in the eyes of the woman, the small temple here suddenly became a holy place of Buddhism.

Reality.

Qingxuan and Dushi came to the bathing center. Naturally, they were not here to break the precepts, but were invited to see a doctor.

I heard that it was Mara's assistant who suddenly fainted. His aura was vague and uncertain. Recently, he started to have Buddha light.

At first it was Qiong Yu who came to see her, since the two of them had some friendship after all. Qiong Yu carried the yin and yang gas bottles and stepped all over her body, but he never found out what was going on.

Later on, when the Buddha came to light, Du Shi and Qing Xuan came after hearing the news.

The two of them are right next door, so they naturally want to come and take a look at such a strange thing.

 A space expert at the peak of his divine transformation fell into a coma for no reason.

Qingxuan shook his head and said: "I am a poor man with limited knowledge."

Mara sets his sights on transcending the world, and the other person has the heart of a Buddha, and his Taoism has actually reached the level of a holy king.

 Wang Shi looked at it for a long time, and said with some uncertainty: "This Buddhist monk is somewhat familiar."

"Oh? Master, please tell me in detail." Mo Luo asked quickly.

She is his right-hand assistant, and her personality matches his. It would be difficult to find someone in the world who can run faster and be more trustworthy than her.

 If it can be saved, it must be saved.

 Du Shi said: "It looks very much like an immortal."

The Immortal is also a Buddhist, and his level is not low. When he was discussing Buddhism, he almost made a group of Buddhist masters vomit blood.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

How can she know the Dharma of Immortals?

 “Cough cough cough…”

The little black man suddenly started coughing, and then opened his eyes with a hint of panic. Everyone immediately gathered around to ask.

 After a brief period of confusion, I was asked why I knew the Dharma of immortals.

In full view of everyone, the little black man's palm spread out, a Buddha light appeared, and his palm formed a space.

 Three inches of palm.

 Everyone took a breath, and Qiong Yu's vigilance almost reached the extreme.

　　How did you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, hook up with the immortal senior?

 So does everyone else.

 Mara suddenly felt that this assistant could not be saved.

We are still in this chicken coop, how can you fly into the fairy gate first?

He asked with a hint of resentment: "Where did you get this magical power?"

The little black man scratched his head and sorted out the confusing memories, feeling that the altar was in chaos.

"...I remembered what happened in the past. When I was a Nascent Soul, I was targeted by a big demon. Although I won, I was still contaminated with filth. Later, I found a senior monk and wanted to use Buddhism to eliminate the filth. "

 “Then the eminent monk taught me the three-inch palm.”

"I see."

Mo Luo and Qiong Yu were inexplicably relieved.

 Three-inch palm has been around since ancient times

I'm really afraid that you will hook up with an immortal and be hacked to death by the sword immortal.

“No, this is not the original version.” Du Shi saw the clue and shook his head.

“These three-inch palms are indeed grown by immortals.”

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked, and Mara asked: "But when she was alive, she was at least 50,000 years away from immortality. How could she see an immortal?"

"Is it possible that the senior immortal is in the past years?" Qiong Yu suddenly said.

“Senior Immortal and Wu Xiang have been fighting each other in the past years.”

 About 10 days ago, Senior Immortal came back once and vaguely mentioned the content of his battle with Wu Xiang.

 That is an area they can never reach.

 Fighting with the passing years.

Everyone was completely silent. Just like the ladies before, it was probably only Shi Shi who could ask questions carelessly.

Snapped!

The little black man suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself with such force that the wind from the palm made the window rattle.

 Then she began to cry incomprehensibly.

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...…, the immortal, tell me, give me a name.

After saying that, the little black man felt a sharp pain in his head again. This time he didn't resist and lay down straight.

 She decided to go back and ask for another name.

 Even climb a branch and become a phoenix!

Hundred years have passed in a flash, which is neither too long nor too short for the monks.

 For a creature born and bred in the world, in the blink of an eye, she has turned into a wooden fish and is being knocked around every day.

The cause of everything was a visit from Shangqing Palace Daozi. However, this is a pure place of Buddhism. Master Changzang himself doesn't care, but she can't cause trouble indiscriminately.

So she made a request, that she could listen to Buddhist scriptures every day and be close to the master.

 Then it became a wooden fish.

Although she is very shameless, she no longer knows what face is after learning San-inch Palm.

 Suddenly one day, Monk Changzang's body trembled slightly, and then a breath of death came out.

 The woman was so frightened that she quickly revealed her original form and asked with concern: "Master, what are you doing?"

 A few big words came to her mind: Heaven and man are in decline!

 This senior's lifespan is estimated to be over.

Monk Changzang waved his hands and said: "Everyone is destined to die. I am about to die and I have to say goodbye well."

 Then he took out the letter and asked the crane to deliver it to an old friend.

 The old monk never left home in his life and only practiced Buddhism. I don't have many friends. Except for a few people Fangshi knew, there was only the world-famous Taoist Li Shengxian.

 Three years later, a handsome middle-aged Taoist came in a hurry, Li Shengxian, a Yuanying cultivator.

 When he landed on the ground, he saw the old monk. He stood holding hands and said, "Old friend, I have the realm-breaking elixir."

The old monk shook his head. After several attempts to shirk the offer, the Taoist couldn't hold him back, so he had to give up.

Li Shengxian stayed in the temple for several years and noticed the mysterious woman. He just regarded her as a spirit raised by the old monk and did not pay much attention to her.

 During this period, some old friends of Monk Changzang came to visit one after another. They were also very old.

The mysterious woman was very puzzled, how could this true Buddhist Buddha have such a good relationship with these juniors?

 Then another hundred years passed in a flash.

 The old monk's five degenerations of nature and human beings also lasted for a hundred years, and it killed everyone except Li Shengxian.

 Suddenly one day, he made a breakthrough and reached the Nascent Soul stage.

 The mysterious woman began to wonder if he had been reincarnated.

Li Shengxian visited again and asked about the breakthrough. Monk Changzang just smiled and said: "Lucky, lucky."

The Tianling who turned into a wooden fish looked at Daozi. The young man at that time had already turned gray on his temples.

 Many years later, Daozi achieved a breakthrough in becoming a god. Muyu had listened to Buddhist scriptures for nearly 1,000 years and had already achieved a breakthrough in becoming a god.

 Her behavior is restrained and perfect, and she feels that she can reach the legendary realm of the ancient holy king.

 The old monk has declined again.

Monk Chang Zang sighed slightly, took out his letter again, and said, "My life will not be long."

This time only a few months had passed before Li Shengxian arrived. It was obvious that he was not in retreat or busy with other things.

The once handsome young man has turned into an old Taoist priest, but their friendship has not changed.

Seeing the old monk, he held hands and said, "Old friend, I have an innate elixir."

The old monk shook his head and refused, saying: "Everyone is destined to die."

Muyu heard this sentence again, and she also said that this was what the old monk said to others.

 (End of this chapter)

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