I'm looking for longevity in Liaozhai

Chapter 72 The Demon Monk
Wang Zhe flicked lightly, there was a gust of wind, and there was a light pricking sound, and a cut appeared on the paper, as if cut by a sword, and the lake in the painting was divided into two.

"If only cutting the lake water was as easy as cutting this painting." Wang Zhe smiled.

He was about to put away the painting when he stopped suddenly.

cut lake,

cut painting?

There was a flash of inspiration in Wang Zhe's mind, and he vaguely thought of something, hurried out of the cave, soared into the sky, went down the mountain, and came to the lake.

Looking at the lake in front of you, thinking about the painting just now, closing your eyes, and imagining that the lake in front of you is a painting.

He opened his eyes suddenly, drew his sword, and slashed!

A sword rainbow flew out from the ancient sword, submerged in the water, and then the lake was cut open, and the cut surface continued to expand forward, one zhang, two zhang, ten zhang, twenty zhang
The cut surface was smooth, revealing the aquatic plants and sediment at the bottom of the lake, and even a few fish that had no time to dodge were also cut.

After a while, there was only a bang, and the cut lake water rumbled again.

"Sure enough, it's not as simple as I imagined." Wang Zhe looked at the muddy river.

It's not as easy as he cut open the painting, but after all, it provides a new way of thinking, and it's worth a try.

Now it seems that this "Master of Danqing" really has some effect.

Practice is like opening up a new world, with surprises everywhere.

A few days later, the weather became colder and colder, and it seemed to be the coldest time of the year.

The internal guards of the Baiqi Division were still crouching around Songyun Temple.

"I said we have to wait until when, it's too cold today."

"It's only been a few days and I can't stand it anymore. Back then we waited in a village in Mobei for half a year in order to catch someone. I don't know how much wind and sand we ate."

"This is a master. If he really comes, we are no match for others at all. Wouldn't that be death?"

"Where did so much nonsense come from!"

In the past few days, these inner guards are very worried.

They more or less knew about the case that happened in the Kuaiji Mansion. The cultivator of the fifth grade was slapped to death just by waving his hand, just like killing a fly.

Then these people can't even block a move under the opponent's hands!

"Don't come here!"

There is more than one person here who has such an idea.

In the afternoon, the sky was a bit gloomy, with scattered snowflakes.

On the official road outside Kuaiji Mansion, a carriage came from a distance. Two horses pulled a carriage. The horse looked extremely tall and strong.

Surrounding the carriage were six Baiqi Division inner guards, and the leader was the Baiqi Division commander who had left a few days ago.

The carriage is covered with silk cloth, no windows, but the body is made of fine steel.

When it was getting dark, they came to his Kuaiji Mansion.

People from Dali Temple and Qin Tianjian came out to greet them after receiving the news. Their expressions changed when they saw the carriage.

"It's in this car."

"Monk-Pu Nan."

"What, you actually brought him out of the dungeon? If there is an accident, it will cause big trouble!"

"Don't worry, most of his cultivation base has been crippled, and there are nine dragon thorns to seal the eight strange meridians, and a pot of "immortal drunk" every day.

Now he is very weak, not to mention making waves, even walking is strenuous. "The commander of Baiqisi said with a smile.

"open the door."

After giving an order, the inner guard of Baiqisi carefully opened the iron door of the carriage.

A monk in his 20s was sitting in the compartment made of stainless steel. He had a handsome face, starry eyes, and a gentle expression. Although he was in the prison car, he did not appear to be in the slightest distress.

Seeing the three people outside the carriage looking at him, the monk in the prison carriage smiled slightly, making people feel warm like the sunshine in spring.

Being in an iron prison is like sitting on a lotus flower.

They look like eminent monks.

Seeing this monk, the two adults couldn't help taking a step back.

They knew how terrible this monk was.

This Punan monk has excellent cultivation talent, known as a rare genius once in a hundred years. When he was less than ten years old, he practiced in Faxing Temple, a famous holy place for cultivation.

The figure who should have become a Buddhist monk has changed his mind for some reason, and has done many jaw-dropping and unimaginable things.

When he was debating the law with the abbot of Nanyan Temple, he said that the abbot had a demon in his heart, and he suddenly became violent and slapped the abbot of Nanyan Temple to death.

Then he killed 18 monks in Nanyan Temple.

A month later, he appeared again at Xiantong Temple and killed 36 abbots and monks of Xiantong Temple.

Faxing Temple specially sent four monks with advanced cultivation to go down the mountain to arrest him, but he killed one and seriously injured three.

He traveled thousands of miles to the Western Regions to inquire about Buddha, and when he arrived in the Western Regions, he destroyed four temples.
He killed, he drank, he took wives,
He broke all the rules and regulations of Buddhism,

He practiced Buddhism, but behaved like a demon.

He says
"I am me, the Buddha is the Buddha, I can be the Buddha, but the Buddha cannot be me!"

The most terrifying thing about this person is not his cultivation, but his mind.

The demon monk and the demon monk have a mind like a demon, which cannot be guessed.

Even in the sky prison in the capital, this is a figure that can be counted.

After taking a look at the person still in the car, the iron door closed again.

The carved talismans around the inside light up. This is a special prison car, and the formation will isolate the external aura and prevent it from entering the car.

"You guys are watching, don't let any outsiders get close to this carriage."

"Yes, my lord!"

The three of them entered the Yamen.

"Why did Master Li take such a big risk to bring this demon monk here?"

"If you want to find that person, he really has to come, he has cultivated the wisdom eye of Buddhism, and he claims to be able to see the past and the future.

To tell you the truth, taking him out of the prison in the last big Haijin case helped a lot.

When I went to the capital this time, I heard that His Majesty was involved in this matter, we can't afford to delay! "The commander of the Baiqi Division said.

If such a major case hadn't attracted the emperor's attention, he would not have taken such a big risk to bring the demon monk out of the dungeon.

"Lord Li is bothering you." The other person said after pondering for a long time.

In the dark iron prison, the monk was still smiling.

The next day, the door of the iron prison above the carriage opened again.

"get off."

Monk Punan got out of the car with shackles on his hands and feet.

Under the escort of Baiqisi's inner guard, he came to the place where the corpse was parked.

Monk Punan looked at the corpses one after another. When he saw Zong An's corpse, his eyes stayed on him for a little longer.

"Zong An?"

"The monk still knows him?"

"This person has some roots of wisdom after meeting him once." Monk Pu Nan commented in this way.

The monk looked at the corpse, his eyes lit up, as if there were stars shining in them.

(End of this chapter)