The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 130
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In the forest, wolves howled one after another. A huge black wolf as big as a pavilion was rampaging in the forest. Wherever it passed, trees fell, vines broke, beasts ran in a hurry, and birds flew in fear.

Behind the wolf king, a wolf demon, as small as a bullock and as big as a giant elephant, merged with the scene, and the demonic aura turned into a black cloud, stretching for miles, with a majestic momentum, even the tigers and wolves trembled in fright when they saw it Trembling, feces burst out.

Not only that, wherever this group of demon wolves passed, as the howling of wolves continued to sound, the mountain wolves inhabiting this continuous mountain range continued to flow in and follow behind their leader wolf, which also made this group of wolves The scale of the group is becoming more and more terrifying, with the number exceeding one hundred and nearly one thousand.

"Amitabha!"

Just when the pack of wolves was about to rush out of the forest, a sound that sounded plain at first, but exploded like a thunder, and the ubiquitous sound of chanting Buddha's name sounded, and the Buddha's light soared into the sky, like a solid and insurmountable barrier, standing on the ground. The direction the wolves are heading.

The dark cloud formed by the evil spirit immediately appeared to collapse under the light of the Buddha, but as the blue flame on the head of the black wolf ignited, the evil cloud that stretched for several miles suddenly stabilized again, and the overwhelming pressure To an old monk in sackcloth standing and laughing among the flowers and plants!

It was an old monk who looked very simple. The wrinkles on his face were like ravines on the loess plain, criss-crossing, silently expressing the vicissitudes and ruthlessness of the years.

However, such an old monk, with a straight back and a string of sandalwood rosary, faced the wolf king who came to rule the wolves in the mountain. Not only did he not panic at all, but he had a calm smile on his face. .

Beside him, there were three mountain wolves that were as big as calves squatting, their expressions were restless and frightened, and there was panic and fear in their eyes.

It was the three-headed wolf demon who was absent from the Wolf Valley after Heishan summoned them.

"Wolf King, please calm down!"

Facing the pack of monster wolves that even an ordinary army would crush, the old monk was calm and composed, and he didn't feel the slightest fear because of the monsters in front of him, both in number and appearance, that were beyond the recognition of ordinary people.

"Black Mountain, don't be impulsive, wait for me to come over!"

Feng Qing'an has always maintained the "Send God Art", pinned his consciousness on Heishan, and naturally saw the old monk blocking the way, and the mighty Buddha's light emanating from him.

Just being alone, the Buddha light bursting out of his body has the potential to fight against the monster cloud that stretches for several miles. Although Montenegro didn't make any effort, the monster cloud above his head was just formed when the wolves gathered. It was a vision, but the old monk didn't take it seriously.

Feng Qing'an once took a look at the newly built Buddhist temple from a distance. It was majestic and grand, and the Buddha's light burst out when it was completed, soaring into the sky, which was much stronger than what was in front of him.

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Hei Shan let out a low growl, and led the pack of wolves to confront the old monk. His ice-blue eyes glanced indifferently at the three wolf demons beside the old monk, and then his eyes fell on the old monk.The wild intuition honed and tempered by the bloody battle made it know that the old monk in front of him was not easy.

"Last night, the poor monk gave a lecture in the mountains, attracting birds and beasts in the mountains to listen. Among them, the wolf king, you have the most Buddha nature among the three. I was so fascinated by it that I forgot the time and ignored you. order!"

The old monk's tone was very peaceful, even humble. When speaking, he pointed to the three wolf demons beside him, and after praising them, he pleaded for them.

"Thus, after the poor monk's lecture, they realized that they did not obey your order, and they were very panicked. They came to seek help from the poor monk. This is the fault of the poor monk. The poor monk is willing to accept the cause and effect, and ask the wolf king for forgiveness!"

"This monk!"

Not only Heishan couldn't help baring his teeth when he heard these words, but Feng Qing'an also frowned. The old monk's words sounded very humble, but what was revealed in his words was indeed a kind of Invisible deterrence and declaration.

Speaking scriptures in the mountains attracts birds and beasts, what kind of realm is this, what he said can attract monsters and beasts, even birds and beasts that have not even developed their spiritual intelligence can listen.

As for ignoring the command of the wolf king because he listened to his lecture, this is a provocation for any aspiring monarch, and the so-called request for forgiveness is even more a demonstration!
Look, I didn't do it deliberately, just sitting in the mountains and lecturing on the scriptures, your subordinates will ignore or even ignore your orders just to listen to my scriptures.

Ask for forgiveness?

This is already the output of riding the face!

"Wolf King, this is an unintentional act of the poor monk, but it almost caused the people outside the mountain to die. The poor monk is willing to recite a volume of "Reincarnation Holy King Sutra" to calm the wolf king's anger and pay for the poor monk's sins!"

The old monk didn't seem to see Heishan's angry attacking gesture, he sat cross-legged on the ground, the Buddhist beads in his hands turned, and the pure and peaceful Zen sound sounded,

"The Buddha told the bhikkhus that there is a holy wheel-turning king in the world who has attained the seven treasures and has four divine virtues. How can the holy wheel-turning king achieve the seven treasures, one golden wheel treasure, two white elephant treasures, and three cyanotic horse treasures..."

The invisible Buddha rhyme enveloped the mountains and forests with the sound of the sermon. Beside the old monk, the three-headed wolf demon, who was terrified because he was afraid of the wolf king's punishment, also became calm at this moment.

Above the heads of the pack of demon wolves, the demon cloud stretching for several kilometers could not stop its collapse, because as the wolf king, Heishan no longer had the intention to maintain the system to resist the demon energy.

It heard the Buddha's voice preached by the old monk, and its feelings were completely different from those of all wolf demons. It saw a golden wheel that radiated thousands of radiance, and there was a glorious and majestic figure standing in front of the golden wheel, but it But can't see clearly.

Heishan subconsciously wants to see the true face of this figure, even if it is only able to see one side, but no matter how much it scratches its heart, it can't see the truth. manifest.

"Black Mountain!"

Feng Qing'an, who was running on the field ridge in the early morning, saw this scene, felt the change of Heishan's mood, and his face suddenly sank. This old monk is not ordinary outrageous!

Because not only Montenegro, but the pack of demon wolves behind it, and even the ordinary mountain wolves who were inspired by the breath of wolf demons and gathered together, either crossed, or sat, or lay down, lost their attacking posture at this moment, and listened lazily. An old monk preaches scriptures.

Not only Heishan, but Feng Qing'an, who projected his consciousness on Heishan, was affected at this moment, and the clear voice of Zen singing echoed in his mind.

He saw a clean and fair land without thorns, hills, pits, toilets, stinky rubble, etc., a mild climate, and a land where the people were happy. There was also the so-called holy king of the wheel who held the seven treasures, and even more than one !
"This old monk!"

Whether it was the sword in his hand or the jade pendant on his waist, there was no reaction to this, because this was a majestic Buddhist scripture, and Feng Qing'an even seemed to have realized something, vaguely realized something.

"Tai Shang Xing, the strain will not stop..."

Although Feng Qing'an didn't notice any abnormalities, and felt that he had obtained some inexplicable benefits, he still subconsciously rejected it, and recited the Daomen's heart-purifying mantra he learned from Donghuang in his heart.

After protecting his mind, Feng Qing'an set foot in the forest, and when he saw no one around, a scorching fire gushed out from behind, turning into four wings, and the slender and tall young man suddenly rose from the ground and stood in the forest. Flying past deftly.

But after a while, Feng Qing'an had already seen the mighty and ethereal Buddha's light, and the clear voice of Zen, which attracted the birds and beasts in the forest to come and listen.

Feng Qing'an lowered his head and saw a gray fox under him. He moved nimbly through the bushes and ran towards the direction where the old monk was lecturing, so much so that he ignored his unusual figure in the forest.

"Fomen!"

Feng Qing'an fell from the sky and walked on the ground. Just as he was striding forward, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his head, and immediately saw an elegant scholar in a blue shirt fluttering with the wind in the forest, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a sapphire , with a leisurely attitude.

Mountain God!

That's right, an old monk with such supernatural powers came from outside the mountain. As a mountain god, how could he not know about it, and how could he turn a blind eye to it?

"Young Master Feng, are you here to listen to the scriptures?"

Noticing Feng Qing'an's gaze, the handsome and flawless face, the inhuman refined scholar turned his head and asked with a smile.

"The god is also interested in Buddhist scriptures?"

Feng Qing'an frowned, he was able to resist the influence of Zen music on him, there was no reason that the mountain god couldn't do it, and judging by the mountain god's appearance, it was obvious that he was not affected by the scriptures.

"Anyone who is beneficial to me, I will not refuse!"

The mountain god replied quite frankly, what he meant was obvious, and this scripture was good for him, so he came to listen to it, without any other intention.

"Respect God, this monk preaching scriptures in the mountain, doesn't it count as disturbing the order of the mountain?"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an wanted to know the mountain god's attitude towards the old monk, which was very important.

"A nest of snakes and rats, foxes and rabbits live together, hawks and sparrows live together, which naturally disrupts the usual order of the mountain!"

The mountain god looked at the place where the Buddha's light was mighty, and replied.

He can see the scene around the old monk, because this monk is in his territory, and the mountain is his legal domain, and everything that happens in it cannot escape his eyes.

"Why didn't the mountain god expel this monk?"

"Young Master Feng!"

The elegant scholar in blue is still looking at the place where the Buddha's light soars to the sky.

"He is teaching the Fa!"

"Teaching the law!?"

Feng Qingan frowned even deeper.

All he knew was that there would be no such good things as pies in the sky. This old monk ran to this remote village, got into the mountains and forests, and imparted his teachings to wild beasts and monsters selflessly?
Just looking at it, you can see that there is a big problem, how can you let it go?leave it alone!

"There is no problem with the method he taught?"

"From what I've heard so far, there's nothing wrong with it!"

The mountain god replied that this is why he is here.

"There is no problem, it is the biggest problem. This monk has a plan!"

Feng Qing'an was not afraid of the biggest malicious speculation that the old monk really wanted to spread the Dharma to accumulate merit. The world is so big, why did some places travel all the way here to teach the Dharma?

"I know he has plans."

The mountain god agrees with Feng Qing'an's point of view, and glanced at the young man, then continued,
"If you practice the Dharma taught by this monk, there is no problem. However, this Dharma itself contains the meaning of salvation. However, it is not the monk who made troubles from it, but the Dharma of Buddhism. Buddha!"

"Respect God, since you know the disadvantages of Buddhism, why let it go?"

Feng Qing'an felt that if the mountain god in front of him was willing to make a move, then he would be able to save trouble.

"He is teaching the Fa!"

Same question, but still the same answer.

"Even if it is a method that will bring practitioners into Buddhism?"

"Of course!"

Feng Qing'an suddenly understood why this mountain god would let him go.The next words of the mountain god also confirmed the thoughts that emerged in his heart.

"Mr. Feng, you are different from us. You and your elder brother are innately sacred, and you have cultivated the law yourself, while I was just a wild snake in the mountains. You don't know the difficulty of cultivation and the difficulty of seeking the Tao. I know it!"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an understood the mountain god's position and choice, and also understood his choice.

On behalf of Montenegro, he once asked the mountain god for the Dharma, and the mountain god gave him a method. According to the mountain god himself, he observed the cycle of the seasons, the changing of the sun and the moon, and the movement of the stars. It took him a year to realize the practice.

At the first glance, I felt astonished as a heavenly man, and I admired the mountain god's high level of comprehension back then, and he was able to comprehend the magic formula of practice from the movement of heaven and earth.

But now Feng Qing'an understands the helplessness and despair contained in this seemingly heaven-defying self-enlightenment method!

Nobody taught the Dharma!There is nowhere to ask for advice!
What he sees now is the mountain god of Qingmang Mountain that has existed for thousands of years, but this mountain god was a little snake demon with no background and roots. this way.

If someone taught this little snake demon back then, he would probably not be able to see the mountain god in front of him now. It is precisely because he obtained the law from the mountain that the mountain god chose to become a mountain god.

"Even if it is Buddhism, it is also a law. This is one of the few clear and righteous ways in the world. I will not prevent the creatures in the mountains from obtaining the Dharma. Since I am a mountain god, I will naturally not cut off their chances!"

Speaking of this, the mountain god suddenly showed a slight smile,
"Besides, so what about Buddhism, as long as you don't cultivate to the highest level, you can switch to another path!"

"I understand, I'm ashamed to say such absurd things as why you don't eat minced meat!"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an completely understood the reason why the mountain god didn't do anything. If he were the mountain god, he would probably have made the same choice.

"It doesn't matter, if you are willing to lower your head to look at the living beings in the mountains, and you are more willing to benevolent to the mountains and forests, enlightening the beasts, it is already better than those who are born high and holy!"

The mountain god sincerely said that he saw Feng Qingan's every move in the mountains and forests, and that's why he tolerated the appearance of such a huge pack of demon wolves that had even disturbed the order in the mountains.

"Respect God's words, I will take them as words of praise!"

Feng Qing'an laughed loudly, stretched his brows, and moved forward with his sword.

"Young Master Feng!"

"Does the god have any advice?"

Feng Qing'an looked back.

(End of this chapter)