nine coffins

Chapter 404 A servant for a day, a servant for life
"Master Tianxiu!" Amu hurried over.Back then in Baicheng, the northern country, the crazy monk once had a kindness for Amu.At this moment, how could Amu turn a blind eye?
"Amu..." The crazy monk was stunned when he saw Amu in front of him, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Hmm!" Amu supported the mad monk, feeling mixed feelings.Because the old monk in front of him is sloppy, but he is no longer a master of soul dispersal, but an ordinary monk.

"Master, your cultivation level..." For a moment, Amu felt stuck in his throat, not knowing what to ask.

Amu wanted to help the crazy monk, but was stopped by the crazy monk shaking his head.

"Everything has a cause and effect. I am self-destructive. Don't ask any questions for now. I will bow down and walk through the steps of Brahma." The crazy monk's eyes no longer have the madness of the past, but compassion and a trace of exhaustion and helplessness in his eyes.

"Huh? Self-destructive cultivation!" Amu was stunned.

The soul-scattering cultivator can be regarded as the peak of the wilderness. After all, there are very few people who have robbed the land.The Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Desolation also regard the scattered soul monks as their first-class existence.

A monk, from the fixed practice to the dispersal of the soul, has experienced many difficulties and endless time.Ordinary monks need thousands of years of practice before they can step into the threshold of scattered souls, and those are already the lucky ones and the best among the monks.

How difficult is it?Which soul-scattering monk would self-destruct.

But at this time, there were so many pilgrims on the Burning Sky Stairs, it was inconvenient for Amu to ask further questions.I can only let the crazy monk, kowtow every step, go towards the Brahma Mountain Gate.

Amu frowned.

The cultivation base of the crazy monk and Amu was completely different that day. Amu had no immortal roots and his Danhai was sealed, but the crazy monk's immortal roots were shattered, and his Danhai was completely destroyed.

The crazy monk is not a fairy bone demon body, but a weak old monk at this time.Kneeling and crawling all the way, kowtowing, I don't know how long I walked, Amu blamed himself for being careless, and unexpectedly found out at this time.

The mad monk's knees were bloody and his forehead was bloodstained.If it weren't for the blessed power of faith that had been floating on Youmuhai Peak, constantly nourishing him, even the mad monk might not be able to reach the Brahma level.

Amu turned over with one hand, and a panacea was in his hand.

"Master!" Amu respectfully brought the panacea to the mouth of the mad monk.

However, the crazy monk waved his hand and smiled faintly: "Only with a sincere heart can I see the Buddha! Walking through the three thousand Brahma steps is like walking through the three thousand worlds. I came here to atone for my sins, and I only want to be free. How can I do this?" ?”

The mad monk didn't accept the elixir, but still bowed forward.

On the steps, where the crazy monk walked, there were bloodstains left behind, but they disappeared in an instant.It seems that this level of Brahma is also blessed by Buddhism.

At this time, although the Brahma Mountain Gate is within sight, there are still at least eight or nine hundred steps.

The crazy monk is extremely pious, and his movements are meticulous, kneeling, kowtowing, getting up, kneeling, kowtowing, getting up, and constantly moving forward.

Kneeling all the way, bloodstains all the way, anticipation all the way!

Is that a kind of extreme faith and devotion?Amu was slightly moved.

At this time, among the crowd of pilgrims, who would have thought that this old monk, whose clothes were torn and whose knees were bloodied, would be a monster and strong man who could shake the sea and desolate back then.

"Come here for atonement?" Amu sighed, feeling in his heart that the matter of the crazy monk might have something to do with the Emperor Taihuang.Back then, there were only three people in the small shop in the ghost town.

Xiao Tianting, the emperor of Taihuang, Wu'er, the spirit of plum blossoms, and this monstrous and crazy monk in the sea.

Although, Amu is not very clear about the relationship between the Emperor of Taihuang and the crazy monk, but the crazy monk will never stay in the small hotel just for the sake of the seven-star sweet dew. wronged soul.

"Could it be that the crazy monk helped the Emperor of Taihuang to break out of the seal of the small shop in the ghost town?" Amu couldn't help being shocked when he thought of this possibility.

Back then, no one knew who imprisoned the Emperor of Taihuang in Baicheng, there was a vast snowfall, and countless innocent souls.If there is no one to help, I am afraid that the emperor of Taihuang will never be able to leave the small shop in Baicheng.

"Dangdang——" A loud bell sound interrupted Amu's thoughts.

The crazy monk clasped his palms together and bowed with each step, while Amu slowly followed behind.The remaining Brahma steps actually made Amu feel a little long.

At this time, there are countless worshipers around, converging into a stream of people, going straight to the Brahma Temple.

Brahma Temple is in front of you.

The Brahma Temple has been established for tens of thousands of years, and it is located on the Muhai Peak, just like the Buddhist world has fallen into the world.

In the faint clouds and mist, the Buddha's light is dim, just like a fairyland.The ancient trees are towering, surrounded by yellow walls, and the golden glazed tiles are shining.The main courtyard of Brahma, with many Buddhist halls, is magnificent, holy and solemn.

This is the number one Buddhist gate in the sea, and the closest place to the Buddha.

On both sides of the mountain gate, there is a large tripod with a height of ten feet. Inside the tripod, incense is billowing, and the smoke of Buddha rises straight up.

Countless believers put the spiritual incense they carried up from the mountain into the cauldron, and then they muttered words.

Wish, hope, pray!
It is said that these two tripods were erected by the founder of the Brahma Temple, and they are the treasures of the temple.Among them, the incense is burning for tens of thousands of years.Those who are predestined can see the shadow of Buddha in the misty Buddha smoke.

The devoutness of the followers of Brahma Temple is no less than that of Immortal Ghost Sect.It's just that these Buddhist believers are not as fanatical as the people of Heishui.They are devout and polite, and it's more about putting that belief into their bodies and minds.

If the Immortal Ghost Sect is the fiery darkness, then the Brahma Temple is the piety of light.

The gate of the Fantian Temple is wide open for believers to come and go, and no monk who knows guests collects a spiritual stone.

"Ghost heart and Buddha heart are really incomparable!" Amu couldn't help sighing when he thought of the need to deliver spirit stones to enter the Wansheng Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

At this time, the crazy monk knelt and climbed the last step, his body was already a little staggering.

"My Buddha is merciful, eliminate my evil obstacles, and give me compassion!" The mad monk clasped his hands together, knelt down again facing the Brahma Mountain Gate, and then respectfully worshiped three times, two lines of dirty tears rolled down his eyes.

"Master!" After passing the Brahma steps, Amu was finally able to help the crazy monk up, but at this time, without Amu's support, the crazy monk might not be able to stand up.

Inside the empty trouser legs, the crazy monk was as skinny as a stick.

The Danhai is completely destroyed, and the immortal root is broken.Unless it is a fairy like Amu, the monk's body is not as good as an ordinary mortal.

The moment Amu helped the mad monk up, a pure Buddha energy rushed over.This buddha energy is enough to make the mad monk's injury better by half.

"Oh!" The crazy monk did not reject Amu's kindness this time, but smiled lightly, "Buddha air?"

Although he was knocked down as a mortal, some of the insights of the crazy monk are naturally still there.

"Master, this is not a place to talk!" Amu helped the mad monk to a very secluded corner outside the mountain gate.With a piece of bluestone and an ancient pine tree, Amu asked the crazy monk to sit down and rest for a while.

"The dying years! Hey!" The crazy monk laughed at himself wryly.

"Master, what's going on?" Amu asked with a frown.

"Oh! It's just cause and effect!" The crazy monk shook his head with emotion, and then suddenly looked at Amudao, "I haven't seen you in more than 200 years. You, a demon cultivator, have actually cultivated Buddhism! Good luck! Good luck!"

"I've heard a little bit about you before!" The crazy monk sighed, "Being in the coffin of the devil, it should be the inheritance of the magic man, and the green devil will serve you as the master. Presumably the order of the magic man should be on you, right?"

Amu nodded.

"Then, I, the crazy monk, should call you master! But—" the crazy monk paused, and then said bitterly, "I have lost my soul and have no cultivation base. ! Under Mo Lang’s men, no useless people will be left behind.”

"Huh?" Amu was startled, "Master Tianxiu, is he also a demon servant?"

"That's right! Otherwise, how could I have helped you back then? It's just because you are full of devilish energy, and the master you are looking for, Wang Jue, once held a devil's order."

Speaking of the identity of the devil's servant, the mad monk's eyes shone with an unknown brilliance, which was the same kind of strange pride as Ku Xinzi when he said that he was a devil's servant.

Kuxinzi, Master Tianxiu, and Qingmozi are all amazingly talented and brilliant people above the sea and wasteland, and they are all proud of their demon servants.

"Master!" Amu thought of Wang Jue, and couldn't help feeling how deep and far away Master's world was.

What kind of power and charm is that, so that these wild wizards fall in love with him?

"How many demon servants are there on the deserted sea?" Amu looked at the crazy monk and asked.

The mad monk smiled wryly and shook his head: "Except for Mo Lang, I probably don't know about it! Perhaps, the green devil knows. However, every devil servant is not an ordinary person! Between us, sometimes we don't know each other's existence at all."

As he said that, the crazy monk's eyes darkened, probably because he remembered that no matter how proud the devil's servant was, he would never be qualified to become a devil's servant again.

"Master, don't be sad." Amu solemnly said, "Mo Lang Ling, in my hands, I say you are a devil servant, and you are a devil servant! A servant for a day, a servant for life!"

"Huh?" The mad monk's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, obviously quite excited.

Devil servants have their own pride, and devil servants are also their lifelong glory.Needless to say, Mo Lang is a genius, but there is an extremely cruel side in Mo Lang's temperament.

A useless person cannot become a devil's servant. This concept is deeply rooted in the heart of the devil's servant.

"A servant for a day, a servant for a lifetime!" The mad monk muttered to himself, which was also the oath they had made when they became demon servants.But at this time, the situation of the mad monk added from Amu's mouth naturally has a completely different meaning.

"Tianxiu, bow down to the master!" The mad monk, with tears rolling down his eyes, struggled to kneel down and kowtowed excitedly to Amu.

"The devil is the backside of the Buddha, but he, like the Buddha, will not give up on anyone!" Amu said calmly.

At the same time, Amu did not hide from the mad monk's prostration.One is because he wants to fulfill Master Tianxiu's wish, and the other is that he is worshiped by Master Tianxiu, which is actually a kind of responsibility.

Amu wants to take over everything from his master Wang Jue, that is, Mo Lang.

An abnormal emotion swelled in Amu's chest.That is a kind of pride, a kind of ambition!
At the same time, Amu felt a sudden shock and heat from the Mo Langling in the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet.It was a sense of destiny.

Demon Lang and Demon Servant are by no means just masters and servants, they are a kind of intertwined condensation of faith and life.

At this moment, Amu felt a kind of unfinished mission of Mo Lang.

In heaven and earth, only the devil reigns supreme!
(End of this chapter)