Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 162: Poor, Change, Change

Compared with the vigorous and noisy ones in other trails.

Shangguan Chouchou stepped into Haoqi Path, and suddenly felt a sense of tranquility, small trees, grass, flowers, surrounded by light mist, just like a fairyland.It makes people feel refreshed, and walking on the path is like taking a walk in a courtyard.

After a while, He Yiming chased after him, scratching his ears anxiously, rubbing the back of his head, scolding himself for being stupid, why did he follow this kid to coax him into such a place.

As soon as he saw Shangguan Chouchou, he scolded: "Why are you so stupid, Haoqi Path is the most difficult path among the eighteen paths of Luwu. Did anyone tell you that?"

Seeing Shangguan Chouchou shaking his head, He Yiming couldn't help uttering a foul word, and then said: "You are ignorant, and I am pretending to be a hero. Well, if you encounter difficulties on this road, let's help each other."

After finishing speaking, he stopped nagging, and walked cautiously, but Shangguan Chouchou still looked leisurely.

He Yiming seemed a little depressed, his footsteps swayed wildly, seeing that a flower bone that had not yet bloomed was about to be crushed by his fat feet.

Shangguan Chouchou hurriedly stopped him: "They are all alive, wouldn't it be more beautiful to let them bloom on the branches?"

"Yes, yes, don't talk nonsense. Anyway, my young master has many spirits all over his body, so I don't believe that I can't pass this path. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about tomorrow. Anyway, I don't want any bodhi seeds extravagantly, even if It doesn't matter if you spend more spiritual things at this time. You don't have to worry, this young master will definitely protect you and me."

"You don't want Bodhisattva, what kind of conference do you come to attend?" Shangguan Chouchou was surprised.

"Hey, I don't want to come here at all. I was forced to come here by the elders of Shennong Temple." He Yiming shook his head, but did not explain much.

After the two walked away.The flower bone flower that was almost trampled by He Yiming suddenly shook slightly, and then burst into bloom in a burst of tremors. On the stamen, a monster the size of a bee turned over and yawned. The little monster was round, fluffy and fat Tooting, squinting his eyes, he looked at the people who were going away boredly.As if it felt that it could not be seen clearly from a distance, the monster shook the stamen, and the flower grew wildly again.The little monster stood watching from a high place, and saw that the group of people did not turn back, as if it wanted to play tricks on people, but the target of teasing was gone, and it swayed from side to side in a moment of boredom, and could fall off the flower at any time like.

Fortunately, the little monster has no permanence, it seemed to be tired from shaking, its eyes were blurred, and it fell asleep again leaning on the stamen.The flowers gradually shrunk and became the same as before.

He Yiming was very cautious all the way, but nothing happened, but he was even more careful. Seeing that Shangguan Chouchou was still heartless, he immediately reminded: "I said brother Shangguan, as the saying goes, it's okay. Half a hundred miles is ninety. We haven't traveled for long, so we can't take it lightly. This journey is safe and sound, not like the rumored style of the "Haoqi Path", there must be something wrong."

Shangguan Chouchou smiled and said: "Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky. Besides, when the sky falls, there are tall people on top. Speaking of which, you people in Shennong Temple are all quite tall."

Na He Yiming was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "That's why our Shennong Temple eats the Shennong rice grains passed down from ancient times, and our cultivation methods are all based on the five grains left by Shennong. It's a pity that most of the exercises passed down in ancient times have been lost. Even the rare seeds left by Shennong after tasting all kinds of herbs, there are only a few kinds in our Shennong Hall."

Shangguan Chouchou wondered: "Suiren, Shennong, Fuxi, are the three ancient emperors also immortals?"

He Yiming nodded resolutely, and said: "In ancient times, when there was plenty of aura, monks with excellent aptitude for cultivating immortals often didn't have to practice hard. As long as they breathed freely, they could break through the Tao and become immortals when the time came. These It’s all recorded in our sect’s classics.”

When Shangguan Chou Chou heard this, he was full of envy.

There was no danger along the way, and the two of them gradually relaxed, bragging and farting, chatting more and more temper tantrums.

Just when He Yiming was bragging about the Yiwei Spiritual Grass from Shennong Temple, a stone tablet appeared in front of his eyes, on which it was written: "The brush is vertical and sharp, and the world is in the heart."

There was a faint blue halo on the stele, and the two of them were swept away by the halo as soon as they got close to each other.

Suddenly the scene in front of the two of them changed, and before they knew it, they were already on top of a small mountain.

There is only a dilapidated small temple on the top of the mountain, and there is a small tree beside the temple.

Inexplicably, there was a key shining blue on the wrist.

When the two turned their heads, there was no way behind them, only a blue light curtain standing in front of them.

Shangguan Chouchou tried to touch the light curtain, but found that the light curtain was solid and could not be penetrated at all.

Around the small temple, there are eight similar light curtains in total.

It seems that besides the Haoqi Path, there are seven other paths leading to this place.

The two wandered around the small temple.

The small temple was broken, with mottled appearance and dense cobwebs, as if it would collapse if pushed, but the two of them were blocked by an invisible force just a little closer, and they couldn't enter at all.

He Yiming tried a couple of times, then sat aside to rest, but Shangguan Chouchou was not reconciled, and tried several methods but couldn't enter, even if he bombarded the small temple with secret techniques, there was not even a trace left behind.

Just when he picked up the Lie Yanli sword and was about to smash it with the sword, there was a sudden burst of silly laughter behind him, Shangguan Chouchou looked back, and saw He Yiming rolling on the ground holding his big belly Silly, immediately knew there must be a reason.

"Brother He, I don't feel ashamed to ask, what's going on?" Shangguan Chouchou asked with a smile.

"Get out, with your attitude, I won't say it." He Yiming raised his head and smiled triumphantly.

"Hey, I don't care anymore, don't ask." Seeing He Yiming's expression, Shangguan Chouchou knew there was no danger, so he simply lay lazily by the saponin tree to rest.

But what kind of dilapidated temple is this, and the planted next to it is not a bodhi tree, it is clearly a saponin tree that is common in the world, it is really an eyesore.Could it be that he really answered the verse of "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand".

Eight light curtains can be seen on all sides.The light curtains have different colors, but there is no abnormality for the time being.

He Yiming laughed enough and felt bored. As soon as he moved his buttocks, he stretched out a fat face and laughed haha: "It's a pity, I didn't hit a good luck this time, and I entered a poor temple. In "Book of Changes", there is There is a saying called 'poorness leads to change, change leads to success', have you heard of it?
Shangguan Chouchou opened his mouth to answer, He Yiming waved his fat hand and said, "I'm sorry you don't know. It is said that after entering the Bodhi Garden and crossing Luwu Eighteen Paths, you will come to Qiongtong Temple.

This dilapidated small temple is the poor temple of Qiongtong Temple, and there are eight paths leading to it.On the opposite side of the poor temple is the Tong Temple.There are also eight paths. "

"Then how can we enter the temple?" Shangguan Chouchou nodded.

"I heard from the elders of the Shennong Temple that what we entered was not a temple, but a 'changing' place between poor people."

"Change land?"

"That's right, the elder said that the land of change is a place of change. It is infinitely mysterious and indescribable. The previous experience is completely useless. Only after entering can one know how to get to the Bodhi Garden.

The so-called land of change is unpredictable, all we can do is wait for the door to open, and when the eight paths on our side are closed, we will definitely be able to enter the land of change.It is said that there are many spirits in Changdi, and there will be a few battles after entering. It is only reasonable to recharge your energy now. "

As He Yiming spoke, he leaned back and lay down lazily, with his eyes closed, a snoring sound came out after a while.

On the fairy path of the Eighteenth Path of Luwu.The body of a gray-bearded and deeply wrinkled monk suddenly shook.

"Huh!" the white-browed fan monk turned his head and said in a low voice, "It turned out that the Haoqi Path opened the passage first." A jade plate in front of him shone with light, which represented that the passage of the Haoqi Path had been opened.

"How come those two idiots from Baixiangmen and Shennongdian entered first." Another foreign monk also looked stunned.

"How do you know it's them?" the white-browed monk asked suspiciously.

"My lord keeper, when I was inspecting the Nanguan, when the monks entered the path, I saw two monks entering the path. Others avoided it, but there were two stupid boys who rushed in Enter the Haoqi path." The monk explained.

"If they really fall into the path of grandeur, they are fools. If they can get out of this dangerous place, then only a real hero and man can do it." .

Shangguan Chouchou didn't know that he was already a real hero and man. At this time, he was leaning comfortably on the soil slope to bask in the sun. No matter what the weather in the path was, the sun by the small temple was very warm. Reminds me of happy times when I was a child.

Although I have experienced a lot in the past few years, I have lost the heartless happiness of my childhood.

"Hey, don't worry about extraneous affairs, you can steal half a day off from your life."

The moment Shangguan Chou stretched his hands lazily and stretched his waist, he saw a yellow light curtain flashing sharply in front of the dilapidated temple, and several strangely dressed monks suddenly fell out of it, all of them covered in blood. , embarrassed, when they saw Shangguan Chouchou, they were all surprised.

"Fellow Daoist Kang'an!" Looking up, a man with a white face and a short body, stiffened at this moment, respectfully bowed to Shangguan Chouchou. "Your servant of Jingshenzong, I three. I, Jingshenzong, respect the strong most. This fellow Taoist can still be so leisurely after breaking through the path, he must be very powerful. Please teach me more in the future."

I led a few people behind me to sit quietly aside.

Shangguan Chouchou looked at the man's back, his eyes froze. Is this the monk of Jing Shenzong? Hmph, this is the 'wolf in sheep's clothing' that Master said.

He Yiming also opened his eyes slightly, and said with a cold snort: "The people from the island in the east, why did they come to participate in the Bodhi Massacre? These guys are not good people, they are all white-eyed wolves. They are the most sinister and vicious, Shangguan Brother, don't be fooled by their hypocritical etiquette. According to my grandfather, these people have done a lot of evil in the eastern part of China."

Shangguan Chouchou nodded.

Another day later, a group of weird Taoist priests rushed out from the green light curtain in a hurry, the frost on their bodies was still unmelted. Several people glanced at Shangguan Chouchou, their faces flashed with astonishment, but immediately flashed with ecstasy. color.Jumping and jumping to celebrate his success in breaking the path, it took a long time before he sat quietly beside the small temple.

The group of Taoist priests were not surprised when they looked at the small temple. They obviously knew that they would have to wait a long time ago, and they all meditated and rested beside them.

"A lot of Xiuzong came this time." He Yiming sighed.

"What? Didn't all the Xiuzongs from Eastern China come here?" Shangguan Chouchou asked with a glance.

"How can there be so many. The Eastern Shenzhou is vast, and there are still many Xiuzong who have not come. As far as I know, the Nightmare Sect has not come. That is also a first-class Dazong." He Yiming said.

After a while, another light curtain flashed sharply, and Ying Fufeng and the others broke in from it.At this moment, Ying Fufeng's hairpins were disheveled, dripping with sweat, even the skirts of his clothes were torn in many places, and his charming face was also slightly stained.

Ying Fufeng saw He Yiming and Shangguan Chouchou at a glance, but when he saw that the two were unharmed and laying down under the tree with a relaxed expression, his heart ached and he rubbed his eyes to be more convinced that this was true.

(End of this chapter)