Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 221 Six Babies and Seven Babies!

Listen to Solanum nigrum.

Bodhidharma smiled and nodded, "Well, yes, there is progress!"

After all, even though Solanum nigrum at this time has cultivated the Great Grade Golden Immortal Art, the cultivation time is not long, and the Taoism is not too high.

According to the realm of Taoist cultivation, it is at most the early stage of the state of transforming gods.

It is more than enough to deal with ordinary demons and ghosts.

But as long as you meet those monsters with a little higher Taoism, you will be no match at all.

And the monsters entrenched in this gourd mountain have not low level of Taoism.

Solanum nigrum was careless for a while, and was attracted by the mountain scenery, so it was understandable that he failed to notice the existence of the evil spirit.

After Bodhidharma's reminder, the problem was discovered immediately, and the human resentment entangled in the evil spirit was discovered, which is even more commendable.

However, for Bodhidharma's praise, Solanum nigrum was very disturbed, and her pretty face was slightly hot.

She knew very well in her heart that without Bodhidharma's guidance, she might not have discovered the evil spirit in the mountain at all.

"Compared to Master, I am far behind!"

Solanum nigrum said shyly.

Hearing this, Bodhidharma couldn't help laughing, "It's too early to compare yourself to being a teacher based on your current cultivation base and mana!"

Hearing Bodhidharma laugh, Solanum nigrum felt even more ashamed, immediately lowered his head, blushing, extremely shy.

Bodhidharma continued: "Based on your current practice, it is a good thing to make progress, so don't worry too much about it!"

"Yes!"

There was a pause.

Solanum nigrum looked at Calabash Mountain and said, "The monster in this mountain has captured humans, so it must not be a good monster!"

"Not necessarily!"

Dharma shook his head with a smile.

"Master, why did you say that?"

Solanum nigrum looked puzzled.

In her inherent concept, as long as it is a monster that captures humans, it must be a bad monster.

As for why, even she herself couldn't tell.

It may be because as a human being, I naturally empathize with humans.

Unexpectedly.

Dharma doesn't seem to agree with her point of view.

"Everything in the world, all beings are equal, be it human beings or monsters, they are all just ants attached to the Dao of Heaven and striving for a chance of survival!"

Bodhidharma said, "Let me ask you, what should you do if the monster catches a heinous villain?"

"This……"

Asked by Bodhidharma, Solanum nigrum was speechless.

Nodding his head and pondering, thoughtful.

Just listen to Bodhidharma saying again: "As a practitioner, you should understand that it is not easy to practice in the inhumane way of heaven. In the future, whether you are facing monsters or humans, you must remember these eight words. You don't know the whole picture, so don't judge!"

"I don't know the whole picture, so I won't judge?"

Solanum nigrum murmured several times, and the more he chewed, the more flavorful these eight words became.

But then another question came to mind, "But sometimes, when there is a disagreement, they start fighting, and there is no time to understand the whole picture of a monster!"

"That's because your morality is not enough!"

Dharma laughed.

With mana and supernatural powers like him, ordinary monsters, as long as they move their minds slightly, they can look around the heavens in an instant and know the opponent's past and present lives like the palm of their hands.

"Oh!"

Solanum nigrum thought for a while and said, "Master, do we want to know the whole picture of the monsters in Calabash Mountain now?"

"Since you're curious, go and have a look!"

"Hee hee, thank you World Honored One for fulfilling it!"

It's over.

Without touching the ground, the two of them approached Calabash Mountain like the wind like lightning.

Soon.

It has come to the foot of Calabash Mountain.

But the mountain is steep, straight into the sky, and the rocks are jagged like canine teeth, and there are many strange cypresses and pines on it.

And on the mountainside, there are clouds and fog, and a strange red mist is blowing in and out.

"I don't know what kind of monster is entrenched in this mountain?"

Solanum nigrum frowned slightly.

"Maybe it's the scorpion spirit and the snake spirit!"

Dharma smiled.

"Master, how do you know?"

Before Bodhidharma could reply, Solanum nigrum said again, "There is a house in front!"

"How can there be people here?"

Solanum nigrum asked strangely, "Could it be that the monster deliberately transformed it, in order to lure the traveler in the past?"

To know.

There are monsters haunting the Calabash Mountain, if it is a normal family, I am afraid that it would have passed away by now.

Who would dare to settle down at the foot of this mountain? I'm afraid it's not too long.

Bodhidharma glanced at it, shook his head and said, "It's not a ghost. Take a closer look!"

"what?"

Solanum nigrum performed the Dapin Golden Immortal Art again, and then saw it clearly, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

But seeing that man's courtyard, there were wisps of divine light emitting straight into the sky.

"What baby is this?"

Solanum nigrum is strange.

"Go and see if you don't know!"

Bodhidharma waved his sleeves, and the monk's robes fluttered, and he had already appeared outside the courtyard with Solanum nigrum.

Looking in through the fence.

But I saw two or three thatched huts, which were simple but quite exquisite. There were cocks crowing and dogs barking from behind the huts, and the doors were not locked.

But there is no one at home.

Solanum nigrum pointed to the yard and said: "Master, look, the glow you saw just now came from that green vine... Well, it looks like a gourd vine with two gourds hanging from it... ..."

Solanum nigrum feels a little incredible.

On the two gourds, there are different colors, and the glow is so bright that it is not ordinary at a glance.

Bodhidharma already knew what was going on, and immediately walked along the fence, went around to the outside of the firewood gate in the yard, pushed the door open and entered.

When he came to the gourd pergola, he took a look at the two gourds.

Right now.

In Bodhidharma's mind, a song suddenly sounded automatically: "Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven melons on a vine, not afraid of wind and rain, la la la la..."

However, there are only two melons on this vine.

"Master..."

Solanum nigrum also came over at this time.

Not to mention nightshade, Bodhidharma looked around and said, "Seven calabash brothers, why are you the only two? What about the eldest, the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth?"

In fact, what he said was asking questions knowingly.

But Solanum nigrum didn't know it, and looked at Bodhidharma inexplicably, wondering why Bodhidharma would talk to himself to the two gourds.

Just when she thought so.

Suddenly, the two gourds suddenly shook violently as if they had been stimulated by something.

"Who are you? Why do you know our brother?"

A childish voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as he heard this voice, Solanum nigrum couldn't help being startled, and said in surprise: "The gourd actually spoke!"

Without waiting for Dharma to speak.

I only heard another purple gourd suddenly shout: "Sixth brother, be careful, this monk may be transformed by a monster to deceive us on purpose!"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure!"

heard.

Bodhidharma smiled slightly, "You really are six children and seven children!"

He remembered that Liu Wa's ability was the invisibility technique, while Qi Wa possessed a magical purple gourd.

As for the other gourd babies, they have already been captured by monsters.

There is no doubt that the ray of human resentment in the mountain is the grandfather of Cucurbit Baby.

(End of this chapter)