The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 131 Do You Match Me Too?
"I only have one commandment, if you don't want to enter Buddhism, you should stay away from these monks and don't have too much contact with them. The depth of Buddhism is really hard to fathom!"

The mountain god uttered admonitions that he would never utter in ordinary times, even if not far away, an unpredictable old monk was preaching scriptures.

Because He knew where and by whom the chances of beings in this mountain came from. When he was searching for the Way and the Dharma, he never saw any kind-hearted old monk preaching the Dharma to him.

Of course, He could keep silent and accept these benefits directly. Anyway, the old monk who taught the Dharma would not care about it, and he was already ready to pay.

However, this move went against his original intention and did not match his will, which made him feel uneasy and difficult to relax. Therefore, knowing that there was a risk of offending others, he also said these words.

"Thank you for the warning from the mountain god. Naturally, I don't want to enter Buddhism, and I don't want to get in touch with these bald donkeys. It's just that they want to abduct my domestic dog in front of me. I can't just ignore it. The sword is on his neck, and I have to take my dog ​​back!"

Feng Qing'an turned around, and earnestly saluted and thanked the mountain god in front of him.

"Then let's go!"

Glancing at the simple long sword hanging on Feng Qing'an's waist, the mountain god chuckled.

I don't know if the old monk has some kind of golden body that has cultivated into Buddhism, but even if he has cultivated into a golden body, it may not be able to block the sharpness of this sword.

"Ok!"

The young man turned around and walked forward. It was not too big, but it happened to echo in the Buddhist voices in every place in the mountains and forests. He passed through the pikas, tigers, wolves, roe deer and roe deer who were listening to the Dharma quietly. The best location, indulge in the zen sound of Montenegro.

"Don't wake me up, how long are you going to squat here?"

Feng Qing'an hated iron for being weak and kicked Heishan's hind leg hard. Bai had been training in the bloody battle in Nether for so long, and couldn't hold on after being nagged by an old monk.

oooo~
The scolding from the soul deed, coupled with the slight pain in the body, Heishan, who was chasing the Golden Lightning Wheel and exploring its mystery, suddenly woke up. When he lowered his head, he happened to see Feng Qingan staring at it with a blank expression beside him.

oooo~
Heishan let out a whimper, and it instantly remembered the cause and effect, and understood how embarrassing its actions were, so the demon wolf turned into anger and cast its fierce eyes on the old monk.

"Shut up, don't howl!"

Looking at the birds and beasts in the mountains around the old monk who were mesmerized by listening to the Buddhist scriptures, Feng Qing'an kicked Heishan's hind leg again, and scolded in the soul contract.

He doesn't need to like Buddhist scriptures, and Montenegro doesn't need to listen to them, because they all have their own perfect practice methods, but they can't ruin the opportunities of all beings in this mountain.

For these birds and beasts, this is a supreme opportunity to change their future destiny. Feng Qing'an has already understood this from the mountain god. Among them, those who listen to the law are not like the mountain god. The little goblin to be found.

"Come with me!"

Feng Qing'an took a look at the old monk who was sitting cross-legged among the flowers and grass, surrounded by Buddha's light, and the old monk also raised his head at this moment, looked at him, smiled at him, continued to spin the rosary in his hand, and preached the scriptures.

It seems that there is no surprise or surprise for his arrival.As a human being, Feng Qing'an is also regarded as a member of all living beings in the mountains, and treats each other equally.

Although he didn't want to have anything to do with Buddhism, when Feng Qing'an saw the old monk in such a posture, he couldn't help admiring in his heart, he was indeed an eminent monk.

woo~
There was an almost inaudible whimper from Heishan's throat, and the huge monster body suddenly turned into a squatting one, only higher than the wolf dog on Feng Qing'an's waist.

"go back!"

Feng Qing'an didn't wake up those wolf monsters who were addicted to Zen sounds. Since the mountain god said that there is no problem with the practice of Buddhism taught by the old monk, let them continue to listen.

Although the practice methods of Buddhism all have the meaning of saving and transforming, and you have to go in and become a monk after practicing, but this also needs to be cultivated to a certain level, and Buddhism does not require everything.

It is not that one can enter the Buddhist gate after practicing the Dharma.If you want to be a monk, you have to have the real ability to justify yourself, otherwise people won't accept trash.

Feng Qing'an felt that it was unlikely that these hundreds of wolf monsters would have cultivated themselves to the point where Buddhism coveted them without him doing anything.

On the contrary, Heishan, who has the qualifications of a demon king, is definitely the object of this monk's greed, not to mention the greed of Buddhism, even if the cultivator sees it, he still wants it.

In this way, Feng Qing'an led Hei Shan back the same way, and he was even ready to be stopped by the old monk, so he kept his palm on the hilt of his waist, ready to draw his sword at any time.

There is a sense of injustice in his heart now, if the old monk dares to be unreasonable, then he will let the old monk know what truth is!
However, until Feng Qing'an took Montenegro away completely, and he couldn't even hear the Buddha's voice, the old monk didn't even try to stop him.

But Feng Qing'an didn't see it. After he left with Black Mountain, the old monk who was still calmly preaching the scriptures broke out in sweat for a moment, soaking the sackcloth on his body, as if he was fished out of the water. came out the same.

Such a vision only existed on the old monk for a short period of time, and the birds and beasts listening to it around him were engrossed in the Zen sound, and did not notice it. In the next moment, all the moisture on the old monk's body evaporated, and he returned to normal. He looked like an eminent monk who was not surprised at all.

Although all the masters had already left, the old monk did not stop. It was not until three poles high in the sun that a volume of scriptures was finished. The birds and animals woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and returned to the Zen that seemed to have lingering lingering sounds. god come.

"That's the end of today's lecture, let's go back, if you have a predestined relationship in the future, you can join my sect!"

The eminent monk was kind-hearted, the birds and animals did not have any disputes, and the remnant of the Buddha's voice made them hard to kill, even though they were hungry, they did not kill the food that they could get by bowing their heads.

Although all the birds and beasts dispersed, some of them stayed where they were, unwilling to leave, but the old monk didn't want to talk any more, and with a flick of his body, they disappeared in the sunlight like flowers in a mirror and the moon in water.

"The scriptures are well spoken!"

Not far away, the elegant scholar in blue who was listening with his hands behind his back suddenly spoke.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk appeared behind Yashi, and after saying a Buddha's name,

"It's really a poor monk's fortune to be praised by the mountain god!"

"Unfortunately, the meaning is still unfinished. There is only one volume of scriptures, and it is difficult to achieve a positive result!"

"For an enlightened person, one volume of scriptures is enough! For the birds and beasts in the mountains, one volume of scriptures can enlighten their spiritual wisdom, and it is enough. Unfortunately, for you, the mountain god, one volume of scriptures is of no use to you. usefulness!"

"Not bad!"

The mountain god nodded and admitted that although this scripture is good, it is of no use to him today. It is only because he is a mountain god that he appears here.

"If the mountain god wants to see the whole chapter, you can enter my Bodhi Temple. My temple has the entire volume of the "Reincarnation Holy King Sutra", as well as the "Darijing" and "Ningwang Sutra"..."

"I am with this mountain, but I cannot enter Buddhism!"

Before the old monk finished speaking, he was interrupted by the gentleman in blue, who expressed his attitude.

"Buddha is everywhere. If the mountain god is willing, the poor monk can build a temple in the mountain!"

The old monk did not give up. He had been to many places and had extraordinary vision. He could see that the mountain god in front of him was completely different from ordinary mountain gods. If he could enter the temple, he would add a powerful Dharma protector to the temple.

Although he was shocked just now, it didn't disturb his thoughts. Although the mountain god in front of him was not his target, it was still a windfall. If he could win him over, Bodhi Temple would have a real foothold in Dajin .

"This mountain doesn't need a temple!"

There was an extra coldness on the mountain god's face.His meaning was very clear, if this monk still doesn't know what to do and keeps pestering him, then don't blame him for being rude.

"Since the mountain god has no intentions, let's leave this matter open. There is only one thing, the old monk must ask the mountain god for advice!"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"The mountain god seems to have a prejudice against my Buddhism?"

The old monk was still indifferent, with a smile on his ravine old face, but the color of the Buddhist beads in his hand quietly changed, and the simple monk's robe on his body also turned into a big red cassock, on which were hung wishful beads, dust beads, Fixed wind bead.There are red agate, purple coral, and relics.

"If I really had a prejudice against Buddhism, I wouldn't have left you here to teach scriptures!"

For the change of the old monk, the mountain god didn't even look at it, and turned a blind eye.

"The poor monk was quite confused, why did the mountain god desecrate my Buddhism in front of that second son?"

The old monk's smile faded at some point, and there was a tin stick in his hand, and the string of rotating beads had turned crimson, and there seemed to be evil spirits struggling and screaming in it.

"Just tell the truth, what's the point of slander!"

Even though he knew that what he just said to Feng Qing'an had already been heard by the old monk, the mountain god didn't care. Could it be that the majestic mountain god doesn't even have the qualifications to tell the truth? This old monk is good, but he is not worthy of letting him He is afraid.

"The mountain god really misunderstood my Buddhism quite deeply. Since he didn't want to take the initiative to enter my Bodhi Temple, the poor monk had no choice but to be impolite and force the mountain god to enter my temple for a walk and read thousands of Buddhist scriptures to explain the fallacy of the mountain god."

The old monk threw out the rosary in his hand, and the big red bead exploded. The phantom demons that were easy to manifest before, turned into twelve real, ugly and ferocious demons at this moment. In the land, the vegetation withered and the vitality was lost.

"Buddhas are everywhere? Thousands and five hundred years ago, I asked for the Dharma. When my lifespan was exhausted and I was dying, why didn't I see Buddhas? Please let me enter the temple to see Buddhist scriptures? Thousands of years ago, I climbed the mountains for hundreds of years and did not make any progress. Why don't you come and invite me?"

Although the mountain god was asking questions, his expression became more and more indifferent. He didn't even look at the monster who was afraid of showing his teeth and claws, but turned to look at the old monk who had lost the slightest look of simplicity.

"Amitabha, mountain god, you have entered karma, and you need to chant Buddhist scriptures to resolve it..."

boom -

Under the blue sky and white sun, thunder fell from the sky, which symbolizes the power of the heaven and the earth, the strength of the sun, just one blow, the power of destroying evil spirits, instantly wiped out the twelve evil spirits around the mountain god, and was eroded by the evil spirit of the evil spirits But the withered vegetation, at this moment, has fully recovered, and no leaves have been injured!

The green thunder that fell from the sky made the old monk choke in his throat. He looked at the blue-clothed elegant scholar in front of him with a look of astonishment, because he didn't feel any flow of mana, the change of the energy of the earth veins, but only the sky. Thunder suddenly fell.

"I don't need to pay homage to your Buddha, let alone read thousands of volumes of Buddhist scriptures!"

In Feng Qing'an's impression, although the description of the ethereal green-clothed elegant scholar has not changed at all times, his Ruo Moyu's eyes have turned into golden vertical pupils at this moment, with supreme majesty, like a dragon overlooking the mortal ants, staring old monk.

Just staring at it, the many orbs inlaid on the cassock of seven treasures on the old monk exploded one after another, and the tin stick in his hand broke and exploded on the spot, turning into a short stick. The old monk returned to his original simple and unpretentious appearance Appearance, but a little more pitiful and ridiculous.

"Tianfu mountain god?! This is impossible!"

The old monk looked at the short stick in his hand in disbelief. Although he had expected that the mountain god would be very good, he did not expect it to be so extraordinary.

The god of mountains and rivers, he saw not one thousand, but eight hundred, but the only one who could make him so embarrassed and lose his Zen mind was the one in front of him.

He has never seen such a god. The gods of mountains and rivers in this world are almost all monks with successful cultivation, or they are spirits and monsters who have become climate monsters, occupying land veins, or controlling water veins.

He has only heard that in ancient times, and even more distant ancient times, there were sacred mountains that contained gods, but such innate sacredness has long since disappeared, and only exists in classics.

The person in front of me is by no means a god conceived by the mountain itself. The path he walks is the real way of the earth, which is not borrowed from incense, nor the power of the law, but is bestowed by heaven.

"Thinking that you have the merit of enlightening spiritual wisdom among the living beings on this mountain, I will save your life today, and if you dare to offend me in the future, I will send you to the pure land of Buddhism in advance, don't say it is unexpected!"

"The little monk is taught, thank the mountain god for not killing him, and forgive the little monk for his unintentional offense!"

The old monk is truly humble at this moment, even though the mountain god has disappeared in front of him, he has repeatedly thanked the place where the mountain god once stood.

After receiving no response, the old monk left the mountain like the wind on his feet. It was not until he entered the temple where incense was becoming more and more popular that he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved for the time being.

But after he took a look at his embarrassed posture, he couldn't help but smiled wryly,

"The accumulation of 500 years has been wiped out in an instant because of an unintentional remark! It is really a crime, so good! So good!"

But after all, he is a monk with a high level of cultivation. He didn't feel lost for a long time because the Buddha treasure on his body was completely destroyed. On the contrary, he couldn't help but sigh,
"This place really deserves to be the birthplace of that Feng County Guard, with a deep spirit, and his younger brother is as expected by the poor monk, with a strong root of wisdom, but he never expected that there is such a mountain god here.

This matter cannot be decided by a poor monk, so I should report to the prison temple and bring all my brothers and sisters here! "

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