The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 477
Xianji, one of the most mysterious organizations in this world.

Although Meng Qi decided to join, he didn't agree immediately. Instead, he asked for a talisman from the man in feathers and crowns on the grounds of consideration.

Regarding this, the man in feather clothes and high crown didn't force it, but left with deep doubts.Because of Meng Qi's request and the leak of the inside story of the fairy trail, he needs to go back and report it, and then start a strict investigation!
He was very worried that this was a trick made by Myth!
After he left, Lin Xi looked at the talisman in Meng Qi's hand and said with a smile, "Actually, you can join immediately."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

Meng Qi glanced at him faintly, put the talisman into the main god's space, and then continued to recover his weak body.

All around, fell into silence again, only the sound of boats paddling across the water.

The lights flickered and the night was gentle. All four people on the boat were immersed in their cultivation, only the boatman was still struggling to push the boat.

………………

The wind and sand were violent, and the face was painful.

Less than half a day after leaving the sea of ​​fish, the four encountered a real sandstorm on the way to Tanhan. The power of the sky and the earth was extremely terrifying.

White light flowed around Lin Xi, and a translucent mask emerged to block the wind and sand. Due to the existence of the innate qi, the sandstorm couldn't harm him, but only hurt the other three.

Compared to him, Meng Qi, Zhenhui, and Gu Changqing were even more unbearable. They didn't have such innate qi, they covered their faces with masks, and walked with difficulty.

"I have to find a place to hide from weathered rocks and hills..."

Lin Xi looked at the sandstorm that could not see the sun, and said to the three through voice transmission that he himself was fine, but if the sandstorm was more violent, the three of Meng Qi would be blown away.

Zhenhui quietly hid behind Meng Qi, using her senior brother as a shield from the wind and sand, and suddenly said: "Benefactor Lin, there seems to be a light ahead!"

"lights?"

Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, and looked away from the sky. Sure enough, behind layers of wind and sand, she saw a vague black shadow, which seemed to be a house with faint lights shining through.

"This is not an oasis, how can there be buildings?" Meng Qi was very puzzled.

"Maybe it's a relic of the oasis building in the past..." Gu Changqing guessed.

In the Western Regions, with the transfer of water sources and the invasion of wind and sand, some oases are always covered by sand and abandoned by humans. Gu Changqing is not surprised.

"Too."

Meng Qi nodded, and then said to Lin Xi: "Let's go there and avoid it for the time being. The two of us are fine, but Junior Brother and Changqing are a bit overwhelmed."

Lin Xi nodded and said, "Yes, but the temple in front is not a ruin."

The three of them froze for a moment, but it was not the time to think about these things, and with the presence of location masters, they were full of confidence!

After going through many winds and sands, the building became clear. It was a Buddhist temple that looked very new. The temple was not big, it only looked like a temple, and it was not gorgeous. It was built of ordinary Gobi rocks, dusty, no look.

But at this moment, seeing it amidst the wind and sand, and seeing a little green lamp like a bean inside, there is an unimaginable peace of mind.

Meng Qi smacked his dry mouth, nodded to Lin Xi, walked to the temple gate, and patted it lightly.

"Amitabha, the sandstorm is violent, the three of you don't need to be polite." A clear voice came from the temple.

Pushing open the temple door, the first thing people saw was the stone statue of Buddha with a benevolent and compassionate face. It bears the seal of Nirvana and the green lamp flickers in front of it, illuminating the room.

A young monk sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue. He was in his twenties, and his facial features were not outstanding, but he gave people a refreshing feeling.

"Amitabha, thank you Master for taking me in." Meng Qi put his hands together.

The young monk smiled plainly and said: "You don't need to be polite, the poor monk built a Buddhist temple in this deserted Gobi to provide a shelter for those who have lost their way. The pure land is everywhere, not only in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, but also in the bottom of my heart. Beside every devout monk."

"Brother, is this the Buddhist temple you built?" Meng Qi asked in amazement.

The young monk pointed his right hand and motioned the four of them to sit on the ground, then smiled and said: "The poor monk has been here for more than half a year, and he built this Buddhist temple with one hand and one foot."

"Brother, this is an act of merit." Zhenhui said with admiration.

The young monk still had the same indifferent smile: "On the day the poor monk came down the mountain, he made a great wish before the Buddha to build 49 Buddhist temples in the barren lands of the Gobi and deserts in the Western Regions to provide pedestrians with rest and shelter. place."

Speaking of this, he paused, and laughed at himself: "It's for merit. The poor monk's name is Hongneng. I don't know how to call the two juniors? I don't know how to call the two benefactors?"

"The poor monk is really determined, he is the poor monk's junior brother Zhenhui, with a quick sword Lin Xi, Gu Jiabao and Gu Changqing." Meng Qi introduced them one by one: "I don't know where the mountain gate is, senior brother?"

Just as Hong Neng was about to speak, he suddenly smiled and said: "There are no demons here, benefactor, please come in."

Monster?

Meng Qi and Gu Changqing turned their heads in astonishment, subconsciously glanced at Lin Xi, and then looked towards the door.

Zhenhui's eyes were piercing, she grabbed Lin Xi's clothes corner with one hand, her face was quite excited.

The door was pushed open, and a man with a package came in. He was thin, his face was fleshless, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, giving off a cold feeling.

"Brother Zhenguan!" Zhenhui blurted out in surprise.

Lin Xi glanced at Zhenguan with a smile, he was the first half-demon he saw in this world, and it felt like the first time.

Zhenguan turned his head and saw Meng Qi and Zhenhui, a cold smile appeared on his fleshless face: "It turns out that he is Junior Brother Zhending. I never expected to meet an old friend in another land. Don't come here without any problems."

He walked straight towards Meng Qi, a layer of thin black scales appeared on his face and the back of his hands, like a poisonous snake in the shape of a human, with a demonic aura that overwhelmed his soul.

Lin Xi coughed lightly, and a faint sword energy locked on him, and as long as he moved, it would penetrate between his eyebrows.

Zhenguan paused in his footsteps, looked warily at the dangerous Lin Xi, and then at the benevolent Hongneng, thought about his strength, and silently sat across from him with the package.

Zhenhui peeked at Zhenguan, looking very curious but afraid to ask, covering her face halfway with Lin Xi's clothes, looking at Meng Qi from time to time, expecting the almighty brother to speak.

"Amitabha, all living beings are empty, and the donor is entangled in killing karma, so why bother to add sin?" The young monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, looking at the package that Zhenguan was carrying with solemn and compassionate eyes.

Zhenguan let out a hey, and opened the package with a slightly dazed expression, revealing two lime-pickled heads inside: "They killed my parents and my family. Today is just a cycle of karma, so it should be rewarded! 72 heads are just a few heads!" Eighteen of them were picked, and there are still 54 more!"

"Amitabha, when is it time to repay the injustice? For sins and crimes, the donor has fallen into the sea of ​​asura suffering. Why don't you let go of your obsession and follow the poor monk to build a Buddhist temple in this barren land, accumulating merits and virtues, and seeking liberation in the next life?" Hong Neng sighed. , to fulfill the responsibility of unraveling.

Hearing Hongneng's advice, Zhenguan laughed loudly: "These words, Master should tell them when they killed my parents, yesterday's cause, today's fruit, this is the teaching of the Buddha."

(End of this chapter)