Chapter 525 Xiao Hei’s Immortal Fate

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

The most precious thing is that it is located on a spiritual pulse eye. The spiritual vein is very small, let alone 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 extremely precious to casual cultivators.

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

People in the world have different opinions, but the old monk never took action. He even walked down the mountain to the Xiufang Market to buy things.

I don't know if this old bone is too tired. Every time he travels back and forth, it takes several months. He is like a mortal and rarely escapes.

"Monk Changzang, whose cultivation is unknown, a distinguished Buddhist monk?"

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

"There are only two words to describe 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. We at Tianji Pavilion will not rashly get involved in this karma."

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

But they do not count if they have three things: being the best in the world does not count; those who have great merits and virtues do not count; those who practice asceticism in seclusion do not count.

Monk Chang Zang belongs to the third party.

Even if his cultivation level may only be the golden elixir, Tianji Pavilion will not rush into divination.

After all, these ascetics often do nothing if they don't come out. 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 Buddha's heart."

"Buddha's heart?"

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

"Can this count?"

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, so it is not easy for us to harm them."

The mysterious man took out another bag of spiritual stones.

"Is it enough?"

"Xianke seems to be 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. 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 getting 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 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 own abilities.

Tianji Pavilion figured out its own trouble.

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

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

If there is a Buddha in a temple, it is not a temple. 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.

As soon as he appeared, his presence was noticed by the other party.

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.

After traveling a hundred miles, I saw a small temple.

An old monk is 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 golden elixir cultivation.

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 the Arhat just now.

But since you are here, let’s go down and have a look.

She walked up the narrow mountain path. 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 came to 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: "This female benefactor, why did you come to my small temple in the mountain?"

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

"Master, can you accept pilgrims?"

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

"Can the master accept nuns?"

"Have you ever seen a female donor accept a woman from a monk's temple? Wouldn't that be a violation of the precepts?"

The mysterious man took out another bag of spiritual stones and smashed it on the ground. The ground shook slightly with a bang, 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 came here to study, not to kill.

If the 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 and didn't even look 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 being soft is not enough, then be tough. This is called courtesy first and then fighting.

"Master, are you ready now?"

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

His whole body is red, he holds a thunderbolt in his hand, and he has 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?"

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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 succeed. 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 ability shows weakness, and it is not a thing in the pool.

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

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

Only those in the middle are mediocre.

Monk Changzang 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 commit adultery and evil, I won't save those who slaughter 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 one's wealth and benefit one's own wealth in a conflict of opportunity?"

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: "The dispute over spiritual practice is inevitable. I hope the donor will not commit theft again in the future."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The woman nodded repeatedly.

Lei Fo's Dharma form disappeared, and the darkness that descended also dissipated.

Monk Chang Zang turned around and walked into the temple.

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

The woman asked doubtfully: "Didn't it say that the quiet place of Buddhism cannot tolerate women?"

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."

"But I'm the only one here, and I don't eat incense, so there's nothing wrong with me."

In the days that followed, the monk chanted sutras under the old tree and gained an audience.

The mysterious woman has no name or surname. She was originally 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.

It is also the weirdest one.

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

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

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

Changzang monk said.

"Why don't you give the female donor 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 Buddhism quickly."

Monk Chang Zang sighed helplessly, secretly thinking that this boy could not be taught. Then he gave him a Buddhist method to help him get rid of part 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 Changzang 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.

Shaped like a mortal.

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

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Reality.

Qingxuan and Toshi 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, and he had started to have the light of Buddha in recent times.

It was Qiong Yu who came to see it at first, after all, the two of them had some friendship. 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, when Buddha came to light, Dushi and Qingxuan came after hearing the news.

The two of them were right next door, so they naturally wanted to take a look at such a strange thing.

A space expert at the peak of his divine transformation was unconscious for no reason.

Qingxuan shook his head and said: "I have little knowledge."

Mara set his sights on transcending the world, and the other person had the heart of a Buddha, and his Taoism had essentially reached the level of a holy king.

After looking at him for a long time, he said with some uncertainty: "This Buddhist monk is somewhat familiar."

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

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

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 front 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 gasped, and Qiong Yu's vigilance almost reached the extreme.

How come you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, hooked up with senior immortal?

So does everyone else.

Mo Luo 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.

The three-inch palm has been around since ancient times

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

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

"This three-inch palm is indeed grown by an immortal."

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked, and Mo Luo 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 now in the past years?" Qiong Yu said suddenly.

"Senior Immortal and Wu Xiang have been fighting 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's an area they can never touch.

Fighting with the past.

Everyone was completely silent. Just like the ladies before, it was probably only Silly 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.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...The immortal said to give me a name, please 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 was determined to go back and ask for another name.

You can even climb a branch and become a phoenix!

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

For a creature raised by nature, in the blink of an eye, she has turned into a wooden fish, 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 randomly.

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 it was very shameless, she no longer knew what face meant after learning Three Inch Palm.

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

The frightened woman quickly revealed her true form and asked with concern: "Master, what are you..."

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

This senior's lifespan is estimated to be over.

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

Then he took out the letter and asked Xianhe 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 Nascent Soul cultivator.

When he landed on the ground, he saw the old monk. He stood arm in arm and said, "Old friend, I have the Realm Breaking Pill."

The old monk shook his head. After several attempts to evade, the Taoist couldn't control the other party, 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 Chang Zang came to visit one after another. They were also aging.

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 stunned everyone except Li Shengxian to death.

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 Chang Zang 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 broke through to become a god. Muyu had listened to Buddhist scriptures for nearly 1,000 years and had already broken through to become a god.

With her restrained and perfect conduct, she felt that she could reach the legendary realm of the ancient holy king.

The old monk has declined again.

Monk Chang Zang sighed slightly, took out the letter again, and said, "My life is not long."

Only a few months had passed this time before Li Shengxian arrived, obviously 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 thought that this was what the old monk said to others.