I Can’t Be a Sword God

Inside Hanwang Mansion.

In the clean room, the curls of sandalwood incense loomed upward, a pot of hot tea was placed on the table, the purple sand teapot was shimmering, and the buzzing sound of chanting came from the outer room.

Zen is unlimited.

The monk in the golden robes sat opposite the prince in the splendid robe.

Looking at the monk's face, it was surprisingly the five demon kings, the Golden Bodhisattva, who were supposed to be in the Dongjiang Valley. And that prince was naturally the cold king of the North.

At this time, King Han's face was full of distressed sadness.

"Master, I'm too difficult."

"His Royal Highness, it doesn't matter if there is any confusion in my heart."

Facing the dignified and solemn face of the Golden Bodhisattva, King Han opened his heart and confided: "Master Zen, I listen to what you say. I don’t get close to female **** all day long. I only feel that I am progressing fast. But recently I feel more and more. , I'm so sad..."

"Just at noon today, I actually had...that kind of dream, what happened in the dream...that kind of thing, after waking up, I got wet..." King Han said bitterly, "This hasn't happened since this king was ten years old. Things passed."

When the Golden Bodhisattva heard the words, a thoughtful expression appeared in his eyes. After a while, he sighed slightly.

"Ugh…"

Then, he listened to him slowly: "Master, please pick up the tea cup on the table."

"Huh?" King Han felt a little strange when he heard the instructions of the Golden Bodhisattva, but he still held up the tea cup in front of him, with doubts on his face.

The Golden Bodhisattva continued: "Don't let go."

King Han nodded gently.

After speaking, I saw the Golden Bodhisattva picking up the teapot on the table and pouring tea into the teacup held by King Han, with the sound of water gurgling.

Pour the hot tea that has just been boiled into a small cup. King Han was still a little worried that the tea would burn himself. But then I thought about it, how could the Zen master burn himself with such great wisdom?

Then he was scalded.

Because after the Golden Bodhisattva filled the tea cup, he didn't even mean to stop, so he continued to pour water. The overflowing tea naturally fell on King Han's hand, and he couldn't help but want to continue holding it, and his body had already loosened the teacup subconsciously.

When there was a cry, the teacup rolled down on the table, and King Han said "Ouch," and started blowing his mouth, a little angry while blowing. Since he was young, the prince who has been respected by thousands of people, has never suffered such a grievance.

But the unwarranted respect for the Golden Bodhisattva made him afraid to make trouble.

After a pause, the Golden Bodhisattva suddenly asked: "Master, do you understand?"

"what?"

King Han looked at the tea cup and the spilled water on the table, recalling the short scene, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Zen Master, I understand!"

"You want to tell me that being obsessed with male and female desires is like holding this hot teacup, will it hurt me sooner or later, right?" He realized it consciously and said happily.

Who knows that the Golden Bodhisattva frowned when he heard the words, and then slowly shook his head: "No..."

"Huh?" King Han was startled.

Immediately I heard the Golden Bodhisattva say: "I want to tell the prince that some things are like this water, and they will overflow when they are full..."

"But this matter, as long as you do it yourself, you can solve it..."

"..." King Han tasted these words, fell in love for a moment, then stood up and bowed deeply, "The disciple understands! The Zen master's teaching is really amazing! No wonder the Buddha said, do it yourself, get enough food and clothing... I will go back now. Come on!"

Thinking of rising up, King Han happily turned around and strode out.

But in a blink of an eye, he suddenly pushed the door back and sat down opposite the Golden Bodhisattva again.

"Master, I forgot, there is one more thing."

"Oh?"

King Han frowned and said, "It's my beloved Lady Nine, who followed the Zen Master's teachings the day before, and I have separated with her. But today, someone told me that she might have something to do with the people at Duanbei Mountain. I... I don’t know what to do."

"Um?"

When the Golden Bodhisattva heard this, he smiled slightly, and was about to speak, suddenly his complexion changed, and a mouthful of blood burst out!

"puff-"

The King Han on the opposite side of the table was unprepared and was sprayed with blood.

"Puff..." He wiped his face, watching the golden bodhisattva in front of him turn into golden paper, the light in his eyes was dim, he was surprised, suddenly he seemed to think of something, he slapped his thigh!

"Zen Master, I understand!"

"You tell the disciples in this way that they are all spitting blood! Right?"

King Han stood up and laughed heartily: "I said Madam Nine must have been wronged. The Zen Master really sacrificed too much in order to wake up his disciples!"

He bowed again to the Golden Bodhisattva, then strode and turned away.

The Golden Bodhisattva raised his palm with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something to him, but the blood surged in his chest, and he couldn't say a word.

It wasn't until King Han left for a long while that he faintly suffocated a sentence: "I'll spray your mother..."

He softened, leaned back heavily, let out a stale breath, then gritted his teeth, squeezing a name out of his teeth.

"Tong Wudi..."

…

"He's not dead, right?"

Li Chu also looked at the place where the Golden Bodhisattva was broken, and at the same time asked questions.

"Nature." Tong Wudi replied.

When it comes to the realm of land immortals, there will be more or less life-saving means. In particular, the Golden Bodhisattva has been promoted to land immortals for many years, and he is considered the best among them.

Li Chu didn't think he would be killed so easily, even if the shot was number one in the world.

Tong Wudi continued: "The Golden Bodhisattva was once a disciple of Yunfu Temple in Tiannan Pure Land, and he explored the gods together with Tongmen. The same door found the ancient Buddhist treasure Xumi's light mirror in the gods, and the Golden Bodhisattva killed people and seized the treasure. In the pursuit of Yunfu Temple, he directly took the Sumi light mirror and plunged into the magic gate. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This is why he is the magic king of the magic gate, but he has a Buddhist cultivation skills."

"The Nasumi light mirror can project the original spirit, which is equivalent to recreating a clone with the same cultivation base as the body, and it can come and go freely. I just used the great magical power of the world to cut off the projection of the light mirror. It can be easily killed. Although it is just a projection, the connection to the body is equivalent to severe damage to its soul. With his cultivation base, it will take at least five years to completely repair it."

Li Chu heard the words, nodded lightly, and said, "It's amazing."

He really feels amazing.

Although the magical powers he has now are a lot more than before, it is still far behind these land gods who are truly standing at the top of the world. Not only the quantity is small, but it is too simple. In this respect, I suffer a lot.

Hearing Li Chu's praise, Tong Wudi's mouth tilted upwards involuntarily, but soon he noticed that he converged his face again and kept Gu Jing Wubo's calm again.

Turning his face, he maintained the stability of his voice, and said solemnly: "It's just a chicken and wagul."