Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"I think I should also tell the sisters of the Feathered People Clan to be on guard against the people from the Witch Tomb. We must be on guard!"

Fu Guanyin had received the true teachings of the Heavenly Fox Goddess, and immediately held Chu Wuzhi in her arms, pressed his face against her breasts, and forced him to calm down.

"I'll just go and tell my two sisters... I still have something to discuss with Master Chu."

"Guanyin, you say." Chu Wuji's tone was indeed much calmer.

"When we're intimate in private, especially during sex, can you also call me 'sister'?"

Chu Wuji nodded. He didn’t mind this. It wasn’t like he had to call her mother. Besides, he had always felt that Fu Guanyin treated him as her younger brother.

He asked with a curious smile:

"No problem, but why did you suddenly have this idea? Didn't you say before that the title 'Young Master' would suit you better~?"

Fu Guanyin's white jade hands gently shuttled through Chu Wuji's hair, stroking it back and forth. She had to admit that her thoughts had changed, and she said frankly with embarrassment:

"My previous idea was good, but after these few days of intimacy, I feel that in some situations, I still long for a more intimate name!"

Chu Wuji didn't tease her about this change of mind.

Because during the intercourse in the past few days, Fu Guanyin was deeply in love. When she was confused and lost in passion, she instinctively called him Wu Ji and brother. It was impossible for her to treat him with respect all the time.

In fact, Fu Guanyin had unconsciously changed the way she addressed him, and Chu Wuji didn't care. He just didn't expect her to ask for his application so formally...

"Okay, then it's up to you. You can call me whatever you want~"

After Chu Wuji finished speaking, he found that Fu Guanyin was staring at him without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Is there anything important you haven't discussed yet?"

"You agreed, but you haven't even shouted yet..."

Chu Wuji suddenly realized that he was waiting for this. He said:

"Sister Guanyin, please be careful about your surroundings when you go out~"

"Hmm~"

……

Fu Guanyin and two women with white wings, wearing gray cloaks, set out together.

The figure gradually became smaller and became a small dot in the clouds.

Cihang Yuanjun was naturally following Fu Guanyin. She was the most supportive of Fu Guanyin's plan to go out, and she had long wanted to avoid seeing this evil boy who was despised by everyone.

In order to set off earlier, she even took the initiative to go to the neighboring Liangjin City to speed up the consolidation of the formation.

Because the Black Sky Tantric Sect also has some connection with Buddhism, some of the skills and formations are common, so she handled it very quickly.

The urban area of ​​Liangjin City is still a desolate ruin, but the Buddhist cave has been restored and is no longer a secret place open to the public.

There are also several large formations for protection, which is completely different from the past.

The first level is the Water and Fire Formation, which is infused with power from the Thunder and Fire Beads and the Divine Water Beads. The power of the complete version is different from the previous one. If Elder Zhao Xie and his men launch a surprise attack again, this Water and Fire Formation is sure to wipe out the enemy.

The other layer is the original formation that Cihang Yuanjun helped to repair, which was used by the Black Sky Tantric Sect.

Even the white peacock couldn't imagine such a luxurious occasion.

This half-baked organization of his actually used the grand formation of an old-established monastic sect!

In short, the Shenshui Sect has officially taken root here.

Chu Wuji was a little anxious, and he couldn't suppress his emotions to practice for a while. He came to the purple-haired young woman and asked:

"National Master, do you know when Bu Miao will come to join us?"

"It's a bit difficult in the short term, but Bu Miao isn't too happy staying in the sect right now. If she has the chance, she will definitely come here as soon as possible."

Seeing his anxious look, White Peacock couldn't help but said worriedly:

"Um...Mr. Chu, you don't want to send Bu Miao to the underworld, do you?"

If it were someone else, Bai Kongque would definitely not speculate about the other party in this way, but Chu Wuji's thinking is unusual and cannot be measured from a normal person's perspective.

In Chu Wuzhi's eyes, he would probably say: She is not really dead. The Saint Lady has just changed her identity and is accompanying us in the underworld!

Chu Wuji said unhappily:

"What are you talking about? Why would I do that? I just want to get some information from Bu Miao to see where the evil cultivators are. I need to capture a few of them to subsidize the underworld and develop it to the best of my ability!"

"During this special period, I dare not write to her rashly. After a while, when the situation has eased, I will write a letter to her. What do you want to say, Master Chu?"

As White Peacock spoke, he summoned a pen and paper to take notes and wrote down an outline in advance.

Seeing this, Chu Wuji couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart.

Are all the saints taught by the Water and Fire Sect so capable of execution, or is it that the White Peacock influenced Fu Guanyin to have the same ability of execution?

The two of them have completely different personalities, but they have many similarities in their temperaments.

Chu Wuji didn't let his thoughts wander for too long. Auntie Guoshi was still waiting for the record. He said:

"Let Bu Miao arrange more evil cultivators to wander around the Jingjue Kingdom in the name of the Saint, and say..."

He pondered the reason for a moment and continued:

"The attention of the immortal cultivators must be on the Sun Moon Kingdom. Now is the best time to send people to the Jingjue Kingdom. Then, in the name of Buddhism, we can kill these evil cultivators and send them all to the underworld!"

"..."

The corner of the white peacock's mouth twitched slightly, and the brush that was writing beside it stopped.

This guy is really destined to be the king of hell.

White Peacock thinks it can be more stable:

"Isn't this too radical? It will easily draw too much attention here. It's better to be cautious."

Chu Wuji listened to the advice and nodded:

"That's right, then ask Bu Miao if she can bring back some Meng Po soup and mix it into the evil cultivator's food and drink."

The Queen of Jingjue said that Mengpo soup can certainly be effective for those evil cultivators who have been beaten to death, but it will not work for great cultivators with profound Taoism.

But under the influence of the Yin energy of the Hades Water, they would inexplicably approach this side and walk around.

This was the instinct of the monks' physical bodies telling them to come over and return the Yin energy.

Chu Wuji could ambush them when they approached, and then continue to shift the blame to the Buddhists and Wuzhong, hiding his merits and fame.

White Peacock's expression was complicated. She controlled her words and couldn't help but speak out her heart:

"Before Young Master Chu's ingenious plan, the evil cultivators of the Holy Alliance seem like victims..."

Chu Wuji was not proud. He did not stop to think, but said with an attitude of sympathy for his companions:

"This is also helping to share the pressure on the Divine Water Cult. Since Wuzhong likes mystery, it's a good opportunity for him to take the blame for us, so as to arouse the anger of the Holy Alliance and search for clues together."

Chapter 589 Bodhisattva's Change of View

Fu Guanyin soon arrived at a gathering place of ancient Buddhist temples.

The location information here was gathered by Bai Kongque through the intelligence network of the Shenshui Sect. There are many Buddhist temples in a lush green mountain range that is rarely seen in the Western Regions.

No buildings can be seen from a distance, only a few monks wandering around on the mountain paths. As you get closer, you can gradually discover the spires of the Buddhist temple.

The closer you get, the more Buddhist temples appear before your eyes, springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

Although it has the charm of a landscape painting, after approaching here, Cihang Yuanjun frowned and smelled many bad odors.

Fu Guanyin stopped and did not move forward for the time being. She took out the map to confirm the location and make sure she was not in the wrong place.

"Si Tuoling, because the mountain naturally presents the outline of a fat Buddha, monks gathered here to build a temple. The scale is larger than you might imagine."

"The map says there are only five Buddhist temples here, but when I actually saw them, there were dozens. Has development been so rapid?"

Yudan and Yujing talked to each other.

They were wrapped in sand-gray robes, with beautiful snow-white wings hidden inside. Not even a trace of their outline could be seen, because the wings could transform into silver-white lines and return to their shoulder blades.

Fu Guanyin had been with them for some time, and only now realized this. If the two winged women had not been afraid of attracting the attention of the Wuzhong members, they probably would not have hidden the characteristics of their tribe.

Fu Guanyin said:

"Except for a few monks who deliberately abstain from money, most Buddhist temples are very good at accumulating wealth, to the point that it has become a routine.

When there is a need to build a temple or a Buddha statue, it is generally a matter of a hundred responses, with believers spontaneously contributing huge amounts of incense, and it can be completed quickly."

She talked about this with the monks in Dabei Temple. The monks there said that the reason why Buddhism can be so popular is closely related to the Buddhist scriptures, each word of which is worth a thousand gold coins.

Many talented and famous people also despised monks and were wary of them.

However, many ideas in Buddhist scriptures always inadvertently inspire some talented scholars who are trapped in their current circumstances to have insights. Based on the influence of these talented scholars, the literary circle can easily regard Zen meditation as a niche and unique elegant thing.

Later on, Buddhism became a department store for traveling merchants, where everyone could find what they wanted.

Merchants and common people pray for wealth and blessings, scholars recite scriptures to escape from the world and pretend to be cultured, and there are even many who go to Buddhist temples to pray for children and marriage.

Just like a business, Buddhism launches corresponding products based on what the market demands to satisfy that endless desire. It is hard not to be popular.

"I really have to admire you..." The two sisters of the Feathered Tribe exclaimed in admiration, "To be able to achieve this level is a great skill."

Fu Guanyin did not continue the conversation. If she really wanted to continue, it would take days and nights to finish. Her gaze was refocused on Shituo Ridge.

"Let's go over there with Cihang Yuanjun. She will choose the monks here and decide whether to send them to Master Chu."

In fact, judging from Cihang Yuanjun's expression, she had already made a rough judgment of this place just by observing the qi.

But what if there are one or two good monks?

Maybe their aura was suppressed and covered by the bad luck in the mountain, so I had to go in and take a look around in person.

First, go to the temple on the highest peak. The one at the top must be the leader of this place. First, take a look at the appearance of the monks and disciples who lead the group.

Several people flew up into the clouds together and headed straight for the highest peak.

The lofty Buddhist temple emitted a golden Buddha light and was about to respond to the enemy, but Cihang Yuanjun waved her hand casually, and the golden light naturally dissipated.

The Buddhist monk guarding the mountain gate was surprised and looked up:

"What's going on? Who is trespassing into the forbidden area?"

"Could it be that the Second Elder is coming to snatch the abbot's golden relic? Be careful!"

"Why did the golden light that guarded the Buddhist temple flash for a moment and then disappear? This shouldn't be the case..."

When these monks saw the figure of Cihang Yuanjun and witnessed the Buddha's light protecting the mountain being controlled by her at will, they immediately knew that her identity was extraordinary.

Although they didn't know who she was, the monks all knelt down and kowtowed to her with their hands clasped together.

"Goddess of Bodhisattva!"

A jade bottle appeared in Cihang Yuanjun's white hand. She picked up the willow branch in the bottle and sprinkled water droplets lightly, telling the Buddhist monks not to lie in front of her, and then she asked about the situation here.

This temple is divided into three parts: the hospital for delivering children, the hospital for seeking wealth and the hospital for curing diseases.

The fertility treatment involved taking the woman to the backyard and having the monks perform artificial fertilization, charging a large sum of money for the incense offerings. Cihang Yuanjun amplified her hearing, focusing on one of the courtyards, and could hear the many lewd sounds within.

Those who seek wealth may not actually be given wealth, but instead have monks pretend to be merchants, loudly exclaim at the gate of the mountain, claiming how much wealth they have made, so that more people come to offer incense.

If someone is serious and demands an explanation, simply reply with "It has worked for others, why don't you look for your own problems?" and the problem will be solved.

As for those who treat illnesses, they really do treat them. They use medicinal herbs for minor illnesses and magic for major illnesses, but the consultation fees are extremely expensive.

They take advantage of patients' eagerness to get treatment, extort exorbitant prices, and squeeze them dry, making them bankrupt just to treat their illnesses.

Cihang Yuanjun had been keeping her eyebrows lowered and her eyes half closed, but when she was halfway through, her eyes closed completely and her two willow-shaped eyebrows were wrinkled.

His frown was even deeper than when Chu Wuji outlined those over-the-top plans.

[I don’t blame Qilinzi’s attitude...]

Cihang Yuanjun murmured that she had hoped to find one or two good people in such a large place with a large number of Buddhist monks, but now it seems that she was still naive.

In front of the stone steps at the mountain gate, many Buddhist monks gathered one after another. They all knelt down, waiting for the Bodhisattva to teach them the Dharma and bestow grace upon them.

The stairs were packed tightly together, stretching from the top of the mountain all the way to the middle of the mountain, and there were still many monks rushing here.

[From now on, everyone is to migrate to Liangjin Kingdom. This is an order!]

The voice of Cihang Yuanjun was ethereal and majestic, echoing among the mountains, as if a god was giving orders from the sky.

The resounding sound of the bronze bell rang out, transforming Cihang Yuanjun's words into a mantra, which was then applied to the minds of every Buddhist monk in Shituo Ridge.

The sound of the bell stunned them into a daze. They stood up unconsciously and set off towards the Liangjin Kingdom.