Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 132 No need, I am the city god
This old monk is as small as a bean, and his whole body is golden and bright, obviously he is not a living person.

Wang Chong asked: "Old monk, what are you doing?"

The old monk also showed surprise when he saw Wang Chong, and asked, "Where's the camel from thousands of miles away?"

Wang Chong said: "He prevented others from taking revenge, and he has already been killed."

The old monk sighed greatly, and said: "This person has Buddha nature, as long as he is converted, he will become a great Buddhist virtue."

Wang Chong thought to himself: "If all Buddhists have such virtues, I swear to destroy the evil Buddhas in the world."

He was too lazy to argue with the old monk, and asked, "Old monk, do you want to reincarnate now, or return to the West?"

The old monk said lightly: "The old monk has his own place to go."

He glanced at the golden light in Wang Chong's hand. After the golden Buddha was shattered, it became a ball. The Buddha's light was strong. This was the gathering of the old monk's lifetime Buddhist Zen practice.

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Can the little benefactor do the old monk a favor?"

"Take me to see the local city god. The old monk wants to use his magic power to send the alchemy body to the underworld, and then go to ferry the god camel."

Wang Chong smiled and said, "No need, I am the City God."

He thought to himself: "The old monk really turned Wanli God into a camel, and Buddhism added evil things. For the sake of the purity of Buddhism, I will personally send this old monk to the underworld, close the memory of the past life, destroy Suhui, let him Let him be a mortal in his next life."

"A good and kind person doesn't want to cross, but insists on crossing such evil things as the camels of thousands of miles. This old monk is not worthy of learning Buddhism."

The old monk smiled and said, "Thank you Chenghuang."

Wang Chong said: "You don't need to thank me, I will send you to the underworld right away, and then go to reincarnation."

The old monk hurriedly shouted: "I'm not going to the underworld."

Wang Chong didn't pay any attention to it, he made a magic formula, and a golden light rolled out. With the help of Chang'an City God's supernatural power, he sent the old monk straight to the underworld, and asked him to report to the ten halls.

Ever since the Heavenly Court established the Underworld, cultivators of immortals can no longer reincarnate on their own. Even if some immortals rely on mana to escape to the Naihe Bridge, they will encounter the confusion in the womb and remain in a daze for the rest of their lives.

Some masters of Buddhism and Taoism with profound Taoism are good at giving enlightenment and helping people to enlighten their past lives, but this is a convenient door opened for the immortals deposed by the heaven.

The old monk was afraid that he might have hooked up with him, and wanted to avoid reincarnation.

Wang Chong sent the old monk away, turned the golden light in his hand, and said to himself: "This golden light still has some resentment. It seems that this old monk must have died in the hands of the divine camel in his early years."

"Buddhism is cultivating evil, with compassion and evil as its way, being strict with good people, and being gentle with bad people, it is really incomprehensible."

Xiao Nan pays homage to Daoshan, the patriarch of Daoshan is Wang Chong's master, and Wang Chong can be regarded as half-Buddhist and half-Daoist, but this old ancestor has no strange ideas, out-of-the-ordinary compassion, Wang Chong has not been taught, There is such a paranoid compassionate demon heart.

Wang Chongzheng didn't know how to deal with this ball of golden light, but the phantom of the Buddha statue transformed by the three magic powers of the Heavenly Venerable in his body suddenly appeared.

On top of an old bald head is a multi-treasure pagoda, with infinite flames behind him, surrounded by the Buddha's light around him, when he stretches out his hand to grab it, the golden light is like water, flowing into the flames behind the Buddha.

As soon as the flame turned, all resentment, hostility, obsession, and unkindness melted away. The golden light was as pure as water, without any impurities. It fell from the phantom of the Buddha and merged into Wang Chong's body.

The Vajra Heavenly Dragon Meditation practiced by Wang Chong comes from the same source as the old monk's meditation skills. After obtaining this pure Buddhist magic power, Wang Chong's Vajra Heavenly Dragon Meditation has been promoted layer by layer, and he has passed from Erzhong Zhou to Heaven, broke through to the six-layer Zhoutian mana.

Wang Chong was horrified, and said to himself: "Patriarch Tianzun wants me to be a monk? Why did he suddenly refine this group of mana and give it to me?"

Wang Chong could only guess that Tianzun must have a deep meaning, and if he couldn't understand it for a while, he could only bear it.

He used the Buddhist heart method passed down by Patriarch Daoshan, and practiced silently for a while, until a boy servant brought breakfast, and then he stopped practicing.

In Wang Shilang's house, there are not so many red tapes and strict rules. Three meals a day are prepared in the kitchen and delivered to each person's room. Unless there is a special day, the whole family does not eat together.

Wang Shilang was also worried that the old wife still couldn't get used to the beautiful concubines, she was often angry and suffered for herself.

After Wang Chong ate something, he was going to look for Zhu Ying, but five young people came around, and they only called him brother when they met.

Wang Chong had no choice but to hug two young girls and three younger brothers, and went to see Zhu Ying together.

When he went out, he saw the shadows of Wei Shiniang and He Quan, two aunts. He knew these two aunts, and hoped that he could be more intimate with his younger siblings, so as not to see each other for a long time.

Wang Chong was also helpless, and said in his heart: "If my family knows that I have already cultivated immortality, I will have a lot of trouble." He is quite fond of his younger siblings. After all, they are all brothers and sisters. Although they despise troubles, they have not abandoned them. .

Arriving at Zhu Ying's residence, Zhu Ying saw some young children, smiled like flowers, and said, "Do you want to coax the children today?"

With a wave of her hand, a cloud of auspicious clouds flew out, and the little ones looked at the novelty and wanted to climb up.Zhu Ying lifted a group of auspicious clouds half a foot from the ground, and allowed a few small ones to climb up and down and float around in the yard. Wang Chong's younger siblings had a great time playing.

Wang Chong said: "If Sister Zhu is not used to living here, let's go back to Jinghe in the afternoon."

Zhu Ying smiled and said: "It's nothing wrong with me. I'm in Dragon Palace. Although I have many brothers and sisters, they don't live in the same place. On the contrary, I have never seen such a world of fireworks."

The two were chatting, and Wang Shilang had already swayed over. Seeing five children riding the clouds, he felt envious, and said to himself: "Chong'er taught me the way of clouds. I haven't learned the basics yet. I asked Ten Niang and Quan'er about it." Well, they learned swordsmanship from Chong'er, but they don't know how to do it, so they can't give advice."

"When will I be able to ride the wind and be proud of the moon, and be unrestrained in this world?"

"When I came to this world, I originally wanted to explore the way of immortality, but after decades of fruitlessness, I only married two concubines who can learn martial arts, and there is no progress in learning martial arts from them."

"I thought it was all for this life, but I didn't expect that my son went to cultivate immortality, and he could still pass on the Taoism to me, but why can't I practice spells?"

"Through 40 years: my son is the golden finger."

"Why isn't he a system?"

Wang Shilang lifted his spirits, greeted the two of them, and asked: "Today, do you want to arrange a poetry meeting for your father, and have a look at the elegance of Luoyang?"

Wang Chong hurriedly said: "This is unnecessary."

He has used the collection given by his father and the poems in it to praise Zhu Ying, and there are not many who can use it to show his success in front of others. Wouldn't it be a waste of humiliation to attend some poetry meeting?
He has no poetic talent and can't do poetry.

Wang Shilang said with a smile: "There are several big temples in Luoyang, and you can also enjoy them. Why don't you go and offer incense once."

Wang Chong thought for a while and said, "Alright, let's go."

Seeing Wang Chong and Zhu Ying drifting away, Wang Shilang said in his heart, "My son is grown up, and I don't want to bring my old father along."

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