Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 85 Pu Ming's Memory

With a slight sound, everything in the room settled down.

He Yunqing is still alive and has not been violated.

He Yunlu is dead.

Zhou Ping relied on his perception to know everything that had happened, and also knew He Yunlu's true identity and the cause and effect.

"Soul transfer technique? It's very similar to possession of another's body." Zhou Ping thought to himself.

Zhou Ping didn't expect that He Yunlu was actually Master He, and that He Yunlu also wanted to have a child with He Yunqing.

Tiger poison doesn’t even eat seeds!
Rich people play really well.

Fa Yuan and Pu Ming didn't know what happened, but they could sense that He Yunlu had been killed.

The two of them also changed their expressions.

Zhou Ping hasn't been killed yet, but his employer is dead!

"Little brother, can I kill you?" Pu Ming asked.

Zhou Ping was silent for a moment and nodded.

Pu Ming is stronger than me. If I continue to fight with him, I will lose.

But Zhou Ping could escape, either by relying on Tianyazhichi or by running to the street and finding the government office.

So Pu Ming was right. He couldn't kill himself.

As long as Zhou Ping escapes now, Jinhua Temple will be completely finished. "Let my nephew Fayuan go! You haven't seen the two of us tonight." Pu Ming said.

Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows: "What are the conditions?"

Zhou Ping probably guessed Pu Ming's concerns.

Pu Ming couldn't kill Zhou Ping, and he didn't want Zhou Ping to expose Jinhua Temple.

So we started negotiating terms.

"This thing has been with me for a long time. It has profound Buddhist power. Wearing it can ward off ghosts and monsters." Pu Ming threw out a bracelet.

The bracelet fell to the ground, and Zhou Ping didn't even look at it: "Not enough."

To Zhou Ping, this thing was really unattractive.

The Ruyi cassock on Zhou Ping's body and the holy Bodhi Buddhist beads around his waist are both Buddhist treasures, much more powerful than this.

You want to bribe me with a small bracelet?
Zhou Ping knew that Pu Ming must have other means.

"This is the blood scripture I wrote. It can also be used to deal with ghosts and monsters. All those below the seventh rank can be killed." Pu Ming took out another scripture.

Zhou Ping's eyes did not waver at all, but instead held a hint of sarcasm. He really didn't need this thing.

Pu Ming sighed, "We were indeed wrong in this matter. I see that you have some Buddhist cultivation skills, so I am willing to give you an initiation!"

When Pu Ming was fighting with Zhou Ping, he felt the Buddhist spiritual power of Zhou Ping.

"If you haven't entered the rank yet, I can help you do so."

"If you can advance to the tenth rank, I can help you advance to the ninth rank."

Pu Ming said.

Zhou Ping's eyelids moved slightly, and he seemed to be aroused.

I don't have the wisdom of Buddhism, but improving my Buddhist practice is great.

Zhou Ping's Buddhist practice was entirely dependent on external forces.

He is now at the ninth rank, if Monk Fayuan can help him.

Then it is very likely that I can enter the eighth level.

Once he reaches the eighth level, Zhou Ping can be considered a minor master.

In a small place like Qinghe County, the eighth grade is enough.

"Uncle Master." Fa Yuan said sadly, "We can't give him the initiation. We can give him money, but the initiation is for me."

"I don't need money, I just want cultivation!" Zhou Ping said firmly.

Zhou Ping is rich and has several gold bricks at home.

With Zhou Ping's current wealth, it is probably more than the money in the entire Jinhua Temple.

"You!" Fa Yuan was so angry that he couldn't speak. He knew Pu Ming's situation.

Pu Ming doesn’t have much time left. If he receives another initiation, he will surely pass away.

At the beginning, Pu Ming's plan was to complete this order and then bestow the cultivation upon Pu Ming, allowing him to reach the eighth level.

Who would have thought that Zhou Ping would be so difficult to kill.

What’s even worse is that the identity of Jinhua Temple has been exposed.

In order to force Puming to kill someone, Fayuan deliberately exposed Jinhua Temple's identity.

"Fayuan, if your identity hadn't been exposed, Master Puming wouldn't have done this." Zhou Ping said sarcastically.

In order to force Puming to kill someone, Fa Yuan revealed his identity.

Although Zhou Ping did not kill people, he wanted to destroy their hearts.

"Wow." Fa Yuanqi was so angry that he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

This time, the loss was really too great!

Not only did I not make any money, I also lost a senior uncle.

Lost the wife and broke down again.

Pu Ming looked at Zhou Ping pleadingly: "Donor, please stop talking."

Zhou Ping's words irritated Fa Yuan and almost made him die of anger.

Zhou Ping nodded and shouted into the room, "Sister Yunqing, the things outside have been dealt with. If you have anything else, go back by yourself. I have something else to do."

After saying that, Zhou Ping left.

Pu Ming looked at Fa Yuan and had a thousand words to say, but in the end, he just said one sentence: "Take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Pu Ming caught up with Zhou Ping.

Pu Ming is going to fulfill his promise.

Fa Yuan was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Who had exposed his identity?
If Zhou Ping tells the story of the two people, they will be disgraced and Jinhua Temple will no longer exist.

After Jinhua Temple was destroyed, Fayuan had no place to stay.

The accumulation of two generations will be destroyed in an instant.

After Pu Ming left, Fa Yuan's back teeth were almost broken, but even so, he had no choice but to leave in hatred.

"Zhou Ping, I will remember you. I will kill you sooner or later!" Pu Ming no longer looked like a great monk.

Not only did Zhou Ping prevent Fa Yuan from making any money, he also took away the eighth-grade cultivation that originally belonged to him.

Fa Yuan knew very well that Pu Ming would never come back.

In the room, He Yunqing was still sitting there in a daze.

He Yunlu is already dead, his head was blown off.

Zhou Ping gave Liu Ruyan the Soul Sleeve Arrow. Liu Ruyan gave the Soul Sleeve Arrow to He Yunqing.

At the critical moment, He Yunqing killed He Yunlu with his spiritual sleeve arrow.

He Yunlu or rather, Mr. He!

Zhou Ping led Pu Ming to his yard.

As for He Yunqing, Zhou Ping arranged for a ghost baby to protect her.

Zhou Ping was not afraid that Pu Ming would not come, after all, he had already caught the handle on Jinhua Temple.

In the room, Pu Ming looked at Zhou Ping quietly.

Zhou Ping looked at Pu Ming's pale face and knew that he would not live for many days.

"Come on, Donor Zhou." Pu Ming sat down with a kind look.

When Pu Ming was fighting, he sensed the Buddhist aura on Zhou Ping.

The fact that he has a Buddhist aura shows that Zhou Ping has a connection with Buddha.

Pu Ming put his hands together and said, "Donor Zhou, how did you gain your Buddhist cultivation?"

There were so many people who had received Pu Ming’s initiation that I didn’t know that Zhou Ping had also been initiator by him.

Zhou Ping thought for a moment and said, "The first time, I was initiating you to the tenth level, and the second time, Master Fan Shiyi borrowed the power of the relic to reach the ninth level."

Pu Ming understood. At first, he thought Zhou Ping's Buddhist cultivation was cultivated by himself.

However, he was able to reach the tenth level through initiation, and the ninth level with the help of the power of the relics. Although this was a matter of chance, it also showed that Zhou Ping had a good foundation.

Zhou Ping is a person with affinity with Buddhism.

Pu Ming said: "No one who has been initiated by me has ever reached the tenth level. The donor has a connection with me, the Buddha."

Zhou Ping chuckled and said nothing. He was able to reach the tenth level of initiation mainly because of the Ruyi cassock and the holy bodhi beads on his body.

The Ruyi cassock and the holy Bodhi Buddhist beads helped him absorb a lot of Buddha's power.

However, Pu Ming's words woke Zhou Ping up.

To achieve the best effect from initiation, one must make his body and mind in harmony.

Zhou Ping suddenly said, "My stomach hurts. Wait a moment."

After a while, Zhou Ping came back, looking much calmer.

"Come on." Zhou Ping said.

Pu Ming did not suspect anything and immediately began to cast a spell.

Pu Ming was already at the end of his strength, and his death was accelerated especially after the battle with Zhou Ping.

Now Pu Ming is holding on with all his might just to make a deal with Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping knew their identities. In order to prevent the world from knowing the dirty deeds of Jinhua Temple, Pu Ming used his last spiritual energy to give Zhou Ping an initiation.

Pure Buddha power surged towards Zhou Ping. At this time, Zhou Ping was in an excellent state and once again entered the sage state.

At the same time, the Ruyi cassock and holy Bodhi Buddhist beads on his body were helping Zhou Ping absorb the Buddha's power.

Not long after, a sound of breaking came from Zhou Ping's body.

The eighth level of Buddhism!

Zhou Ping once again broke through his Buddhist cultivation level with the help of Pu Ming's initiation.

Zhou Ping closed his eyes and felt the power of the eighth level.

That feeling of blowing up a planet with one punch comes again.

The eighth rank made Zhou Ping’s strength even stronger.

His cultivation was already comparable to that of an eighth-grade cultivator, and with the added strength of an eighth-grade cultivator from Buddhism, he could barely fight against a seventh-grade cultivator.

Pu Ming didn't know that Zhou Ping's cultivation had already reached the eighth level and he was still transferring his Buddha power.

Zhou Ping didn't say anything, he still wanted to make another breakthrough!
Zhou Ping closed his eyes and greedily absorbed the emanating Buddha's power.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could break through to the seventh level?

As Zhou Ping closed his eyes, the light in Monk Pu Ming's eyes flickered.

The loss of Buddha's power is about to bring Pu Ming's life to an end.

But Pu Ming was going to die anyway.

Even if Zhou Ping had not been given the initiation, Pu Ming would not have become famous for a few days.

"This boy cannot be kept!" Pu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness. He was simple-minded and did not like to do evil things.

But people always have a scale in their hearts.

Between Jinhua Temple and Zhou Ping's life.

Jinhua Temple is more important.

Although Zhou Ping agreed to the exchange, he could keep the matter of Jinhua Temple secret.

But Zhou Ping did catch the weakness of Jinhua Temple after all.

For Jinhua Temple, killing Zhou Ping was the only way to put an end to all problems.

Who knows if Zhou Ping will use this secret to blackmail Fa Yuan?

To understand this, Pu Ming mobilized all the spiritual power in his body.

All the spiritual power gathered in Puming's palm.

This palm carries all of Pu Ming's spiritual power and obsession, as well as his vitality.

If the two sides were to fight, Pu Ming had no confidence that he could kill Zhou Ping.

But Zhou Ping was now absorbing the Buddha's power, his whole body was full of flaws, and he was not on guard.

Pu Ming believed that Zhou Ping would die if he struck with this blow!

"Oh Amitabha, I'm sorry." Pu Ming said secretly through gritted teeth.

This palm was so powerful that it went straight to Zhou Ping's forehead.

However, the next moment.

Zhou Ping closed his eyes and blocked Pu Ming's palm that condensed his life with one finger.

Lingxi's finger automatically triggers the master protection.

Lingxi blocked Pu Ming's full-strength palm with one finger.

At the same time, Zhou Ping slowly opened his eyes.

There was shock in Pu Ming's eyes at first, and then they gradually turned dim.

"Donor, I'm sorry, but I still want to ask you a favor. Can you send my ashes back to Qingyuan County?" After this slap, Pu Ming no longer had any strength left.

Pu Ming managed to say the last words. He wanted to return to his roots.

Zhou Ping nodded.

Pu Ming smiled lightly, and then he died.

Zhou Ping let out a long sigh.

Zhou Ping was able to take Pu Ming's palm strike just now because he was already at the eighth rank.

Pu Ming didn't know that Zhou Ping was already an eighth-rank cultivator.

It’s just that Zhou Ping wanted to absorb as much Buddha’s power as possible, so he relaxed his mind and body.

Zhou Ping thought Pu Ming would attack him, but he knew Lingxi's move would be triggered with just one finger.

That's why Zhou Ping absorbed the power of Buddha wholeheartedly.

After Pu Ming died, his body turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground.

When the wind blows, it disperses.

Pu Ming's palm strike just now exhausted his vitality, so he turned into ashes after death.

"Hmph! You are unworthy of being a monk if you go back on your word." Zhou Ping stretched out his left hand, and a soul in the air was sucked into Zhou Ping's body.

Originally Zhou Ping wanted to spare Pu Ming's soul.

But the other party actually caused him to lose a year of his lifespan.

Then we can’t let go of Pu Yuan’s soul.

As Zhou Ping devoured Pu Ming's soul, he also learned about his life.

When Pu Ming was young, he had a happy family. Although the family was not rich, they had enough food and drink.

However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish.

Pu Ming's parents died of illness one after another when he was very young.

Pu Ming, who became an orphan, lived on the streets.

It was snowing heavily that day.

When Pu Ming was hungry at night, he curled up at the door of a dilapidated temple.

That night, he was picked up by his senior brother.

If Pu Ming had not been picked up by his senior brother, he would probably have frozen to death.

The ruined temple is very small.

Jinhua Temple is very dilapidated and not very popular.

The two brothers followed their master and lived a life with no food to eat.

Soon the master also died.

Fortunately, before the master died, he passed on the Buddhist skills to the two of them.

Pu Ming showed his talent.

With only a disciple but no master to teach him, Pu Ming learned everything on his own and reached the tenth level of cultivation.

It’s just that although Pu Ming has the talent for spiritual practice, he lacks worldly wisdom.

Fortunately, his senior brother had worldly talent.

Under the management of the senior brother, Jinhua Temple gradually became more and more popular thanks to the fame of Puming Shipin.

As the popularity of the temple increased, Jinhua Temple had more resources for Pu Ming to practice.

Senior brother gave all the resources to Pu Ming.

After obtaining resources, Pu Ming's cultivation level improved rapidly and reached the sixth level.

The sixth level of cultivation is considered the ceiling in several nearby counties.

Relying on the cultivation of Puming Sixth Rank, the fellow disciples transformed Jinhua Temple from a small dilapidated temple into a prosperous one.

During this period, Pu Ming also had a disagreement with his senior brother.

Pu Ming discovered the secret of Jinhua Temple's Child-Seeking House, and he didn't want Jinhua Temple to do such a thing.

He didn't want the temple to be a haunt of filth.

However, my brother had a good reason.

According to my senior brother, everyone in the world suffers, especially women who cannot give birth to children.

Such a woman will be divorced and abandoned.

Jinhua Temple is helping them.

A rift gradually developed between the two because of this incident.

In the end, Pu Ming thought of the years of kindness between the two, and especially began to rely on his senior brother.

Pu Ming tacitly acknowledged the existence of the Child-Seeking Institute.

I don’t know if the incident at the Child-Seeking House has affected Pu Ming’s spiritual heart, and his cultivation has been unable to improve at all.

Later, I don’t know if it was because my senior brother worked too hard in the Childbearing Hospital, but he passed away early.

When the senior brother died, he left a little monk named Pu Ming with him.

Although the senior brother didn't say anything, Pu Ming knew who the little monk was when he saw him.

That year, I was about to freeze to death.

It was the same little monk who saved me.

After his senior brother died, Pu Ming took care of Fa Yuan as if he were his own son.

Later, Fa Yuan improved his cultivation and became the abbot.

Pu Yuan has also grown old.

Then, when Pu Ming was about to die, he came with Fa Yuan to kill Zhou Ping.

After reading Pu Ming’s memory, Zhou Ping thought to himself: Big profit!

(End of this chapter)