The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 293 Ghost Monk!metropolitan!
between the forests.

Tigers roar and apes cry.

But I saw a young monk sitting cross-legged, practicing with his eyes closed, Zen sounds bursting out, sometimes golden light shone, and lotus flowers bloomed, just like the Buddha was alive.

And around the mountain, poisonous insects and beasts fled away one after another, leaving only five powerful monsters to guard the surrounding area.

Indistinctly, there seems to be a little bit of wind, hiding in a dark cave, hiding in a shadowy and humid place, away from direct sunlight.

He is monk Dongfan!
Among the scattered monks of the Great Zhou Dynasty, among the younger generation, they are at the forefront, and they are also rare Buddhist figures among the younger generation of practitioners.

But in the place where he came, he was revered as a holy monk, known as the Living Buddha.

In fact, some practitioners who know the inside story are called ghost monks.

First he used ghosts to harm people, and then he collected ghosts to save people, and thus he gained the great reputation of living Buddha.

"This Muyang City is indeed a prosperous place."

The Dongfan monk exhaled, and said in a low voice: "Compared to the capital, it is only inferior... the gods enshrined in the city, the land of the city gods enshrined outside the city, the gods of mountains and rivers, and the incense is flourishing, all of which are quite effective. Poor monk If you do it lightly, you may disturb the gods."

He was thinking like this, but he was already thinking of retreating.

Here in Muyang City, it is really not easy to spread his name as a living Buddha and a holy monk.

But the world is so big, but not all of them are like this Muyang City.

Especially this time, after returning from the capital, his vision is wider, and he also knows the extraordinaryness of Si Tianjian, so his thoughts are no longer as narrow as before.

"There is no way here, so find another place."

The monk stood up slowly, the golden light dissipated, the Buddha's light gradually faded, and the Zen voice was low, as if returning to simplicity.

And beside him, monsters protect and accompany ghosts.

At this moment, there was a soft beep.

Above the sky, a big white eagle pierced through the clouds and fog, and then fell obliquely from the sky, pointing directly at this place.

Monk Dongfan frowned slightly, seeming to be a little displeased, but he didn't dare to get angry after all. Instead, he stretched out his hand and let the big eagle land on his arm.

"Master ordered you to come, what is your order?" Monk Dongfan asked aloud.

"The suzerain's injuries are gradually recovering recently, but the spell that the official of the Sitianjian is using is quite sinister, like a gangrene attached to the bone, I am afraid that the suzerain must step through the realm of the god of yang to completely remove it?" Bai Diao mumbled. The words, the tone is blunt, and it is also cold.

"Yangshen Realm?" Monk Dongfan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's right." Bai Diao said: "The suzerain originally came to Zhongtu, but before going into seclusion, he had accumulated a lot of accumulation. He didn't expect any accidents to happen. He was entangled in Zhongguanzheng's spells, and it was difficult to break through the Yangshen realm wholeheartedly."

"How does master want this little monk to behave?"

"You grew up in Middle-earth, and you are quite familiar with it. You have been to the capital and contacted the Sitianjian. It is best to find a safe way for the suzerain, avoid the eyes and ears of the Sitianjian, and return to the north."

"How is this possible?" Monk Dongfan shook his head and said, "Uncle Yin God's attainments have reached the peak, his cultivation has reached the extreme of the Supreme Human Realm, and he has touched the realm of Yang God, and he has not yet found a way to return to the north. How could it be possible to find this safe path in the realm of the fifth heaven? Even though I grew up in Middle Earth, I still don’t know everything. As for Si Tianjian, it’s so unpredictable. Clearly?"

"This is the last step left."

"Master, what other calculations do you have?"

"Sitianjian included the suzerain in the ranks of hunting down, but you are still a young generation of practitioners in the Dazhou territory, and you have participated in grand gatherings. I won't kill you easily."

"The suzerain wants me to go to the north?"

"That's right, it's only natural for practitioners to travel around the world and increase their knowledge and experience. Even Si Tianjian can't imprison you in the territory of Dazhou..." Bai Diao paused, and said: "You hold the token in your hand, Go to the north and find this sect, and then the sect will have its own disposal. Even if the elders in the sect are hindered by the Si Tianjian and cannot set foot in the middle land, at least they will give you a treasure that can help the suzerain break through the Yangshen realm .”

"Oh?"

Monk Dongfan's eyes were cloudy and cloudy, as if he was thinking about it.

He is thinking about going here, is there any danger?
He is also thinking about how much he can benefit from going here?
He was even thinking, if he used this uncle's "Treasures of Heaven and Earth" on himself, would he be able to make his own morality go a step further?
Boom!
An iron plate protruded from Bai Diao's mouth and fell into the arms of Monk Dongfan.

Monk Dongfan took it with a strange expression.

The white eagle spread its wings and circled for a circle. It seemed to be thinking, then fell a little bit, and flew around the head of the monk Dongfan, saying: "I think you still have some talents. The old eagle advises you, don't have any talent." What a bad idea, there are quite a few elders who are at the peak of the Sixth Heaven in our sect, but the suzerain can stand out and become a sect leader, the means are beyond your juniors' imagination."

Monk Dongfan looked as usual, bowed and said: "I have been taught."

The white eagle was slightly satisfied, spread his wings and soared into the sky.

Monk Dongfan's eyes gradually turned cold.

He, a monk, is just a casual monk, and by chance in his early years, he obtained Buddhist exercises.

But in fact, the chance he met at that time was a gu dao master in the north, but this dead master practiced the Buddhist technique, borrowing the Buddhist magic power to display the gu dao ability.

It is precisely because of this that although he is a Buddhist martial art, the means of fighting against the enemy are rarely using Buddhist supernatural powers.

As for the suzerain in the north, he was an expert he met later, and he was the elder brother of his master in name.

When I met this suzerain that day, this cheap master was being hunted down by Si Tianjian and was already seriously injured, but he recognized his own origin and forcibly hid in his own temple. he.

Although the suzerain actually disliked him very much, he was not stingy, and for the sake of fellow disciples, he occasionally bestowed profound methods of Gu Dao.

What's more, the suzerain's ability is already at the pinnacle of the superior realm, close to the realm of the Yangshen, and many of his cognitions already have the vision of a real Yangshen. many.

He also had some plans in his heart, but later found out that even if this uncle was severely injured by Si Tianjian, he still couldn't handle it by himself.

"Forget it, just follow him."

Monk Dongfan's eyes changed, and he thought to himself: "If he breaks through the realm of Yangshen and gets rid of the entanglement of Zhongguanzheng's spells, I think the benefits I can get will not be small."

He exhaled like this, put away the token, took out a leather bag, and ordered the many monsters to spread out, covering a small half of the woods and the sun.

Immediately he chanted a mantra.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind.

Ghosts and ghosts hidden in all directions approached one after another.

Monk Dongfan stopped cursing, and was about to put away the leather bag, and put all the ghosts and ghosts in it.

However, at this moment, a wind came from the back of his head in an instant.

(End of this chapter)