Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 118 Chapter 117 Monk
"It's almost noon, Master hasn't come back yet?"

"Not yet. Where did you go, brother?"

"Oh, I went to the nearby pharmacies and weapon shops to ask around."

Li Cunxiao forced himself to remain calm and nodded to Ye Chengxiao and the other bodyguards. It was not until they entered his room that he showed a look of shock.

It’s so exciting to just grab the things and run!
Looking at the raptor Fengbo flying freely in his body, Li Cunxiao felt both happy and very troubled.

Feng Bo is the name of this demon.

The ancients said, "The strong wind is the God of Wind", which is both a god and a strange beast.

This bird of prey can summon hurricanes, so the name of the God of Wind is well-deserved.

The state capital is fifty or sixty miles away from Pingdingshan. It takes an ordinary person half a day to run there, but even Chili would take twenty minutes to run.

However, it only takes about a minute to control the wind wheel, which is extremely fast.

What's more, you can control the wind wheel and fly!
As far as he knew, even the abbots of Tiangu Temple could not do this.

In other words, with such a magic treasure, Li Cunxiao is almost invincible in Songzhou City.

If you can’t fight, run away. If you can’t run away, fly away. Your life-saving ability is maximized!

but.

"It would be better if this wind wheel had no owner."

"If there is a master, I'm afraid the master wouldn't be so easy to talk to, and would not sympathize with a junior who is only at the organ realm."

"Regardless of whether these were done by Taiyi Zhenren or not, it's best to keep a low profile for now."

"It's best not to use this wind wheel unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Fortunately, this thing has recognized its master and can transform into wind and flow and merge into my body. Otherwise, I don't know where to hide it."

Li Cunxiao's thoughts gradually became clearer, and his anxiety dissipated a lot.

The thing has been done, I'm afraid it's useless.

If the real owner has a way to track the treasure, he will definitely not be able to escape;
If the vajra is powerful enough, the opponent will be helpless.

In short, why should you return something you got with your own ability?
On the contrary, if this was really a test set by Taiyi Zhenren, then he had undoubtedly exceeded the requirements.

After all, I took the examiner away directly. The full score is 100, so how can I get 200?

After an analysis of astonishing wisdom, Li Cunxiao felt relieved and got on the bed, intending to continue tempering his acupoints.

He could feel that it wouldn't take long for the Su Liao acupoint to be broken through.

Now only the Yintang acupoint is left, and it is expected that the tempering of the nasal cavity and lungs will be completed by the middle of next month.

With breathing, the liver wood essence flows into the heart fire, the heart fire transforms into spleen earth, and the spleen earth transforms into lung metal.

The five elements are mutually generated, and the abundant energy whips the bull-headed ghost, who wails and works even harder to open up the acupoints.

At this moment, the wind god who had been spreading coolness in the body suddenly flew in. The Xun wind pushed the liver wood and accelerated the rotation of the five elements, as if lubricating the wheels. The bull-headed ghost screamed even more miserably.

"Can the magic treasure also bless cultivation?"

Li Cunxiao silently felt the acupuncture points being tempered at an accelerated pace, and was overjoyed.

At this rate, I might be able to refine my lungs in another half a month!

Zhang Lishi went out very early today.

But after he left, he did not go directly to Tiangu Temple, but took a detour and went to the residence of Senior Brother Yuanhua to present gifts and visiting cards.

Logically speaking, monks are not allowed to get married, but there are always discrepancies between the rules and reality.

There are many monks who secretly build up their family business and leave offspring without the knowledge of the temple.

Although Brother Yuanhua has no wife, he is obviously not the kind of ascetic monk who lives on simple food and drink, otherwise he would not have bought a house in the city specifically.

After the gifts and visiting cards were delivered, the young monk who acted as the housekeeper politely asked Zhang Lishi to sit for a while, served him tea and fruits, and then hurried to the temple to report the news.

They sat like this until noon, when the young monk appeared again and invited Zhang Lishi to go to Tiangu Temple together.

"Junior Brother Zhang! It's been so long since we last met. I hope you are doing well!"

When we arrived at Tiangu Temple, we did not go through the main gate, but were led by a young monk into a courtyard in the temple.

As soon as I entered the door, a rather wealthy middle-aged monk came to greet me with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Yuanhua," Zhang Lishi did not dare to be negligent and clasped his fists somewhat stiffly.

The monk smiled rather greasyly, stepped forward and held Zhang Lishi's hands, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the words in his mouth changed again.

"Alas, Junior Brother Zhang has gone through so many years of hardships, but he is no longer as high-spirited and energetic as before."

"But being able to break into the Huangting is a reward after all the hard work."

"You've been away from the state capital for so many years. Are you back now because of the Ullambana Festival?"

"The children in your family must all be outstanding talents, right?"

Zhang Lishi's face looked heavy, somewhat relieved, yet also somewhat bitter.

What makes me feel relieved is that after so many years, this Senior Brother Yuanhua still has such a keen sense of smell and is still greedy for money, he hasn't changed at all.

This way, at least there is a chance to make arrangements and you won't be at a loss as to where to go.

But the bitter part is that Yuanhua immediately grasped his weakness.

Before he even opened his mouth, the other party had already guessed his intention. The gold, silver and treasures he had originally prepared would probably have to be doubled.

"To be honest, Senior Brother, I do have several outstanding younger generations in my family."

"I brought my skills to my master, and my senior brother knew it well. He really didn't want the younger generation to suffer any more."

"But I've seen that the only person who will serve as a deacon in this Dharma Assembly is Brother Yuanhua."

"And there is Junior Brother Yuanjue who had an enemy with me in the past," Yuanhua said with a triumphant smile in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you don't know that after you left, he endured hardships and endured hardships. Now, like me, both have reached the perfection of Huangting and may reveal his true form at any time."

"Our Arhat Hall's abbot, Deming, also has high hopes for him. If this happens, my life will be difficult."

Yuanhua let out a pretentious sigh, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He and Yuanjue are both deacons and have similar cultivation levels, so of course they are not afraid of each other.

It's just a matter of signing someone up, it's easy.

Zhang Lishi forced a wider smile on his face, but sighed even more deeply in his heart.

The other party first emphasized that he had a grudge against Yuanjue, and then said that the other party was powerful and had a deep background. He kept repeating this over and over again, but there were actually two words behind it.

Add money!

"Brother, you work hard for the temple. I, your humble humble servant, would like to ask how I can help you share your worries."

"Oh, Junior Brother, why are you so distant?"

Yuanjue smiled even more broadly, pulled Zhang Lishi to sit in the meditation room, and gently pushed a cup of hot tea over to him.

"Actually, I've been practicing martial arts for so many years, so I have everything I need."

"For a monk, gold and silver are just worldly things. Junior brother, you are not alone, so you should keep the money for yourself."

Zhang Lishi's face darkened upon hearing this. The other party didn't even care about gold and silver, and was ready to ask for too much.

"I wonder what else you need, brother? You are now a deacon in the temple, and I am afraid that my things will not be worthy of your attention."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hua casually picked up the teacup and said lightly:
"I wonder if Junior Brother still has that Wind-Fixing Bead?"

Zhang Lishi's pupils shrank, and he clutched his thigh tightly, his words almost spitting out from between his teeth:
"Brother knows that Yuanjue and I have a grudge. If I lose the magic treasure, how can I resist him if he attacks me? What will happen to my family?"

Yuan Hua still had a smile on his face, "Don't you have my protection?"

"Junior brother, give me the Wind-Fixing Bead. I will be even stronger. Yuanjue wouldn't dare to provoke me, so how could he attack you?"

Zhang Lishi's heart suddenly turned cold.

Yuanhua didn't want to help at all, he just wanted to make himself lose his support and become his vassal.

Originally, he wanted to tell Li Cunxiao about his amazing talent, thinking that the other party would be willing to establish a good relationship with him.

But now, Zhang Lishi has given up.

When he was still in the temple, although Yuanhua was very materialistic, he was not heartless towards others.

When he left Tiangu Temple, the other party even came to see him off.

But things have changed and people have changed. Yuan Hua in front of him is only interested in profit and is exploiting people.

Such people are scary not only as friends but also as partners.

Maybe as soon as he gave the Wind-Fixing Pearl to the other party, the other party would sell the escort company and take advantage of Yuanjue's favor.

How could Zhang Lishi be willing to gamble the lives and futures of dozens of people on Yuan Hua?
"This is a matter of great importance. Please give me a few days to think about it."

Zhang Lishi bowed and left in a daze, ignoring Yuan Hua's enthusiastic attempts to keep him.

The smile on his greasy face gradually disappeared, turning into a hint of sneer.

"Thinking back, although Zhang Lishi had no hope of a breakthrough due to his concurrent martial arts training, at least with the blessing of the two demons, his combat power was extraordinary, and he was considered a figure in the Dharma Academy."

"It's a pity that he killed Yuanjue's lecherous brother in a fit of rage, left the sect, and ruined his future." The young monk next to him heard this and asked in confusion:

"Master, I remember that you had a good relationship with this Uncle Zhang back then?"

"Isn't the price too high for a magic treasure?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hua glared at his apprentice.

"Mingzhu, how did I teach you?"

"Then was then, and the present is now."

"I don't owe Zhang Lishi anything. Now he's begging me."

"What's wrong with asking for a higher price? I took the money, but what was not done?"

The young monk named Mingzhu tilted his head and thought about it. This was actually true.

Yuan Hua is known as "plucking feathers from passing geese" and everyone knows his reputation for greed.

But no matter how greedy he is, he has no qualms about taking money to do things.

"I have taken the Wind-Fixing Pearl, so I will naturally protect his family. Now, Junior Brother Zhang is just unwilling to let go of his own little pride."

"Judging from his appearance, he probably went to some small county, abused his power, encountered war, and had to run back, hoping to find a future for his disciples."

"Have you seen few people like this recently?"

"Mingzhu, remember, staying in the temple is your best future."

"Master is indeed greedy, but am I after fine clothes, delicious food, luxury cars and mansions?"

Mingzhu was stunned. "Isn't it?"

"Why would I accept a fool like you?"

Yuan Hua was so angry that he slapped his apprentice on the bald head, but the latter just smiled awkwardly.

The anger on his face couldn't help but dissipate.

Although he often despised Mingzhu for being dull, only such a wooden apprentice could be trusted by his cunning master Yuanhua.

"Mingzhu, remember, only with fists can you have power, and only with fists can you have money."

"I do all this for the sake of martial arts!"

"Qi and blood, muscles and tendons, and internal organs, these three levels are just to lay the foundation. Anyone in the state capital with a little talent can eventually make it through."

"The Yellow Court, the True Form, and the Heavenly Ladder are the tall buildings on the foundation. One wrong step and you'll be shattered to pieces. There's no room for luck!"

"My master has reached the Perfection of the Yellow Court. The reason I have accumulated wealth over the years is simply to obtain the elixir from my uncle Decong to ensure a smooth promotion."

Mingzhu seemed to understand, "But a tranquilizing pill can't cost that much money, right?"

"One?" Yuanhua sneered.

"I have to get at least one bottle to be sure of advancing to my true form!"

"Master, that's a good idea." Mingzhu now understood why Master insisted on fixing the Wind Bead.

Compared to ordinary silver, the value of magic treasures is much more solid.

The elixir is in short supply, not to mention the top-grade one refined by Master Decong, which cannot be bought with silver.

It’s not that Yuanhua doesn’t have magic treasures, but he can’t possibly exchange his weapons for resources.

I can only suffer for Zhang Lishi.

"Just watch. The abbot is in seclusion all year round, and the affairs of the temple have always been handled by you, the abbots."

"If Mr. Zhang Li hadn't come to me for help, would he have been able to find the abbot?"

"He will definitely come again. Mingzhu, keep a close eye on the temple gate these days. Some of his disciples might come, so don't miss them."

"Yes, Master"

"The disciples of this generation at Tiangu Temple aren't very good."

Holding a bronze mirror, Budai Monk walked in and out of the Arhat Hall and Bodhidharma Courtyard as if no one was around.

What was strange was that the monks and disciples passing by seemed to be blind and could not see that there was an extra person next to them.

Every time he passed by someone, he would point the bronze mirror in his hand at that person.

The mirror surface flickered with a faint light, and in an instant it would reveal the demon that he had cultivated through the magic of seduction.

Among these demons, Yakshas, ​​bull-headed ghosts, hungry ghosts, snakes and pythons are the most numerous, occasionally mixed in with some other wolves, insects, tigers and leopards.

These people were reflected in the mirror, and their faces were reflected with gray-black air currents, just more or less.

After looking at more than a hundred people, Budai Monk still hadn't found a single one that was pure and flawless, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Today's Buddhist disciples don't observe the precepts at all! The more powerful their martial arts skills become, the stronger their desires become."

"How can one, so victimized by the Five Poisons, dispel the evil spirits that erode them? How can one overcome the demon within and cultivate one's true self?"

"Forget about inheriting my legacy, you can't even stay upright."

"Bad! Bad!"

Budai Monk became more and more disappointed, and his expectations for the Ullambana Festival also dropped significantly.

At this moment, Zhang Lishi left the Zen room with a tired look on his face and went out through the side door.

Budai Monk caught a glimpse of it and turned the mirror.

This osteoscope is a borrowed treasure, it would be nice to play with it a little more.

But after a moment, when the fat monk saw the image reflected in the mirror, he exclaimed.

This person's cultivation is at the initial stage of entering the Huangting level, and the evil energy in his body is not extremely violent or pure.

It's pretty standard, nothing special.

But the demon inside him is very interesting.

"Are you the Tiger Demon from Louguan Dao and the Yaksha from Buddhism?"

"This person practices both Buddhist and Taoist martial arts, and he can actually break through the Huangting? That's quite interesting."

Budai Monk clicked his tongue a few times, but did not make any extra movements. He just watched Zhang Lishi go away.

He is nearly fifty years old, and although he still thinks he is a junior, from the perspective of cultivation, his foundation is already established, so there is no need to pay attention to him.

He was probably a lay disciple who left Tiangu Temple and came here to look for someone to do something for him.

Coincidentally, he also came to find someone to do something for him, but there was only one person who was qualified to receive him.

"Senior Qi", a breeze blew, Budai Monk turned around, and saw an old monk in a cassock standing behind him with his hands folded.

"What wind brings you here?"

Monk Qieci smiled slightly, walked forward with familiarity and took a look.

"I haven't seen you for over ten years. I'm so happy that my nephew De Zheng has also achieved enlightenment."

The current abbot of Tiangu Temple, the old monk De Zheng, bowed respectfully upon hearing this.

"It was also thanks to my predecessor who first introduced me to Buddhism and later recommended me to the ancestral temple of Tantric Buddhism, where I learned the unique and wonderful skills."

"Wait a minute, nephew. If you really appreciate me, why not do me a small favor?"

Budai Monk's smile became more sincere, but Abbot Dezheng suddenly became alert when he heard this.

"Are you going to convict the wealthy families in the city again and compile a list of crimes?"

"No"

"Are you going to purge the Buddhist scum again?"

"Neither"

De Zheng became more suspicious, "What's that?"

"Well, nephew, you also know that in my early years, I was a chivalrous man, and I made many enemies and suffered a lot of slander."

"I misunderstood the famous families and big parties. As a result, after all these years, I haven't found a single apprentice."

De Zheng's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he probably guessed the other party's plan.

"So you're planning to come to my Yulan Bon Festival and take a look?"

"Master Dezheng still understands me."

Monk Qieci touched his belly happily, but he felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

He had no choice but to do this.

But this time he finally borrowed a bone mirror, and Tiangu Temple was just his first stop.

In the next few years, he planned to visit temples in all states of the world to see if he could find suitable talents.

However, he had already seen all the disciples in the inner and outer courtyards today. In the next few days, he would wait at the registration place for the Ullambana Festival and take pictures of each one who came.

If there is no hidden pearl, then Monk Qieci will set off to the next place.

(End of this chapter)