Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 228

It does not consume essence and blood but consumes human kindness. I have to say that this is the weirdest sacrificial vessel that Pei Miaode has ever seen.

Naturally, Pei Miaode became curious about this.

"Since Uncle Guanghua sat down, have no monks in your monastery ever thought about that sacrificial vessel?"

Pei Miaode faintly noticed something abnormal.

A sacrificial utensil, or a top-quality sacrificial utensil that had killed a great monster in the supernatural power realm, Zen Master Guanghua was shelved as soon as he died, and no one cared about it.

Cultivation method is stronger than martial arts, without the blessing of sacrificial vessels, what Grandmaster Tianyi can do is to protect himself in the hands of the qi-refining demon, so there is no need to protect one side.

Slaying demons and eliminating demons is even more nonsense.

The human race in He Niuzhou can survive until today, except for the big monster's intentional connivance, it depends on the unpredictable sacrificial vessels.

And sacrificial utensils are also divided into grades and grades.

The sacrificial utensil of the last grade is sharper than ordinary magic weapons, so that the master has the qualification to injure demons.

As for middle-grade sacrificial vessels, warriors can have means comparable to cultivators, and it is no problem to call wind and rain. Such sacrificial vessels can already pose a threat to the lives of some demons.

The sacrificial utensils above this, even ordinary monsters with supernatural powers who are easy to be careless, will also fall into the Tao, ranging from being disheartened to dishonored, and seriously damaging their vitality, and they will not be able to recover their vitality for three to five hundred years.

The Wisdom Sword, the important weapon of Chetuo Kingdom, belongs to this category.

Even rarer top-grade sacrificial utensils, each of which has a record of beheading a great monster in the supernatural power realm. Warriors use blood essence and lifespan as a price in exchange for an invincible posture for a lifetime, especially at the moment when the demon master and demon saint are not born, almost Each one is a pillar upon which the human race relies to survive.

Therefore, it is also called the township.

It's just that the conditions for this kind of township to recognize the owner are very harsh, and sometimes it's unlucky, and often it won't meet a suitable host for two or three hundred years.

But even the lowest-grade sacrificial vessel can cause a bloodbath every time it is born, let alone a piece that does not consume blood, and the price paid is only a little kindness.

If the monks in the Thousand Buddha Temple have such a high level of awareness, why is it called the Thousand Buddha Temple? They might as well change their name to Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"I don't hide it from the Buddhas. Before the master passed away, he did repeatedly tell us about the benefits and harms of this thing. It's just that the master has great mercy and sacrificed one person to perform the good deed of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Although our disciples and grandchildren are not as far away as the master. , but he cannot lose his reputation as an old man."

"Not only one senior brother, but even a nephew wanted to obtain the approval of the lotus platform, but no one has succeeded so far. I also guessed that what the master left behind in the past was not as simple as a high-grade sacrificial vessel, but more likely a Ballast."

It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't!
Pei Miaode suddenly realized when he heard the words.

While speaking, Master Chang Mu looked at Pei Miaode from the corner of his eye, and saw that his eyes were clear and his expression was natural, as if he had not been moved by this treasure.

Only then did he let go of a long-hanging heart.

The old monk didn't know, this was already the third suppressor that Pei Miaode had seen in his life, not only that, he was even holding a suppressor in his hand at this moment.

For Wutian Temple to be able to stand upright in the presence of demons and monsters, it is naturally not possible for only one suppressor to do it.

The purple gold alms bowl in Pei Miaode's hand is also a suppressor, but it has no owner and cannot exert its full strength. Zen Master Wuwang can still force this suppressor when necessary.

In Pei Miaode's eyes, sacrificial utensils are just a way to quench thirst by drinking poison, if one can't practice the Dharma, it's fine, even if one knows that there is honey mixed with arsenic in front of one's eyes, one has to resist swallowing it.

But I have my own natal scriptures, as long as I live through that period of weakness, wait for my cultivation base to rise, and then do the things of subjugating demons and eliminating demons, this is the right way in the world.

As for Monk Chang Mu's mind, Pei Miaode did not expose him even if he saw through it.

"The poor monk was born in the country of Che Tuo. Since he has accepted this kindness, he will naturally not sit idly by. He even troubled Senior Brother Chang Mu to take the poor monk to the lotus pond for a look, but he can no longer allow that demon to continue corrupting Guang. Uncle Chemist has gained a reputation."

Pei Miaode said seriously to Master Chang Mu.

"It's natural. The demon slough endangered the lives of pilgrims on the mountain and down the mountain. There is also the old monk's fault. With a heart of compassion, the Buddha performed the grand feat of subduing demons and eliminating demons. If the old monk refuses, he will lose the reputation of the Thousand Buddha Temple. Please." Let the old man take the first step for the Buddha."

"Junior Brother, please go this way."

Never thought that the old monk is also a responsible person, Pei Miaode sees that his physical cultivation is not as good as subduing the ape, but he dares to sacrifice himself to be the bait to lure the demon monk for Pei Miaode, imitating the Buddha's example of cutting flesh to feed the eagle.

The two of them walked along the path between the mountains, turning seven turns and eight turns to the back mountain, and a lotus pond with rippling blue waves came into view. The pond is full of pink and white tender lotus in full bloom all year round. It is miraculous.

The lotus pond is only more than one foot square, and it was born on the jagged white rocks. Although it is passive water, it does not appear muddy at all, and it is so clear that even the fine pebbles at the bottom of the pond can be seen clearly.

Occasionally, two koi were playing and playing in the lotus pond, splashing with little ripples. The monk's expression moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to scoop it into the pond, but the carp swayed and passed through his palm.

If it wasn't for Pei Miaode's soul consciousness, he wouldn't be able to see that all of this is actually false.

"It's really extraordinary." Pei Miaode clicked his tongue in praise, and then asked Monk Chang Mu curiously. "This place is full of rocks, how did you bury Master Guanghua under this lotus pond?"

"Buddhas don't know something. I just carried Master here with two younger brothers, and the lotus platform emitted ten thousand Buddha lights, swallowed Master's dharma into it, and turned it into a shadow on the wall at the bottom of the pool."

Monk Chang Mu recited the Buddha's name and explained carefully.

"Then in this back mountain, can ordinary pilgrims enter at will?"

Pei Miaode meant something.

"Naturally not. This lotus pond is the place where the master sits and transforms. Naturally, it cannot be desecrated. Even if you are a disciple in the temple on weekdays, you must not allow it. You must not approach this place privately, otherwise you will..."

Monk Chang Mu was talking, when he heard Pei Miaode say.

"Otherwise what will happen."

Pei Miaode glanced at the bottom of the pool, there was still a clear and visible spring of Biyingying.

Master Chang Mu had a premonition that something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his head to look at the pool, but unexpectedly, he seemed to have seen a ghost, and then he shouted out in panic.

"No, there should be a vague wall shadow at the bottom of the pool. The shadow that appeared when I watched Master sink into the pool with my own eyes, why is it suddenly gone now? Where did the old man, Master go?!"

There is no previous image of an eminent monk.

Just as the voice finished, suddenly a gust of evil wind came from behind Pei Miaode.

At the same time, the lotus platform in front of him also suddenly produced a strong suction force, dragging the two of them and trying to drag them into the water.

　Today's update, the state is not very good recently, sorry, Xiaomengxin will work hard to adjust!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)