The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 41 spit it out for me

Monk Shenxiu lost half of his life by sending the challenge letter this time, and when he returned to Lingyin Temple covered in filth, he almost didn't scare the old monks out of their wits.

He has been busy for so long just for Shenxiu, the future abbot. If something happens to him, then Lingyin Temple will be finished.

Monk Daoling, who had just regained some vitality, even had someone carry him to Shenxiu's meditation room, and said in a deep and deep voice: "Nephew Shenxiu, you have a heavy responsibility now, how can you be so reckless."

Shenxiu rubbed the bruise on Jun's face, even if it was a raw egg, it would still be quite painful to be hit.

"Master Daoling, what happened these days? Why does everyone call Master Daoran a holy monk?" Shenxiu asked strangely.

"Hmph, it's just using some low-level cover-ups to deceive the people. Shenxiu, what we met this time is a demon monk who can use demon magic. So you have to go all out. If you lose to He, that will be a disaster for all Buddhist sects in the world."

Shenxiu frowned, he felt that things were not that simple.It's just that, Daoran sent monsters to eat people, and he saw it with his own eyes.

Even if they eat sinners full of crimes, they are still violating the precept of killing.

How can such a monk be called a holy monk?

"Oh, it's a pity that I devote myself to Buddha, and I have never practiced any supernatural powers. At the Dharma Discussion Conference, if the monk Daoran used the demon method, I would not be able to resist it. Why didn't the master stop it and let Daoran continue to deceive the public with his demonic words? , I'm afraid the common people will suffer greatly from it." Shenxiu asked.

Only since the last time I helped myself out of my heart knot, Zen Master Daoji, the abbot of Lingyin Temple, announced that he would practice closed mantra, sitting in the meditation room all day, hardly seeing anyone.

Shenxiu inquired several times, but Zen Master Daoji didn't give him any hints. No matter how high the understanding of Shenxiu was, she couldn't realize anything.

Hearing Shenxiu ask about the abbot, monk Daoling, although his heart was trembling, still quickly gave out the reasons he had prepared.

"Nephew, the reason why the abbot didn't do anything was to test you. Think about it, if you encounter this kind of monstrous monk, you have to forcefully suppress it with magic power. What's the use of Buddhism? In the end, it's just Whoever has the greatest strength wins, and if he wins like this, what good will it do for the people of the world?"

Monk Shenxiu suddenly realized after hearing this, and quickly said: "Thank you for reminding me, Master, I was slack. The Buddha has supernatural powers, and he cut the meat to feed the eagles, instead of using his power to drive away the goshawks. When I encounter troubles, I ask Master to help solve them." , how can it be cultivated to a positive result?"

Dao Ling secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the excuses that the dozen or so old monks spent several days coming up with really made sense, and temporarily fooled Shenxiu.Dao Ling was afraid that something unexpected would happen to Shenxiu, so he said to him again: "It's only a few days until the Fa Discussion Conference, nephew, you should wait at ease in the temple. You can use this Buddha treasure to practice with peace of mind."

"The Statue of Subduing Dragon and Arhat? Didn't it mean that you can't use mana to deal with that demon monk?" Shenxiu asked strangely.

This statue of Arhat subduing the dragon is a real Buddha treasure, and it is also the treasure of the temple in Lingyin Temple. Buddhist supernatural powers.

It's just that Lingyin Temple has kept this Buddhist treasure under strict surveillance, and most people can't even see it.

"It's not that you can't use magic power, but that you can't rely on the abbot for everything. Nephew, you are the future abbot of Lingyin Temple. Sooner or later, you will have to practice Buddhist supernatural powers. Now that the enemy is facing you, it depends on your perseverance and understanding. Get over this difficulty."

Hearing what Monk Daoling said, Shenxiu didn't insist, and started to retreat that day.

There are still three days left before the law conference, and Shenxiu will use these three days to realize a supernatural power that can deal with the demon monk Daoran.

At this time, the enemy of Lingyin Temple was in the wing room of the Hangzhou government office, reciting the Tianlongba body protection mantra very seriously.And in front of Dao Ran, there were several good Nurhongs on the altar.

Daoran asked Nie Zhengyan to help find it, and it can be regarded as the top quality wine in Hangzhou.

In the past few days, Dao Ran's mana finally recovered at an extremely slow speed, and he was going to try to summon Tianlong Babu again.

The daughters in front of me are sacrifices for summoning.

Yasha Modoye said that the Mohuraka clan among the eight tribes of Tianlong likes to drink the most, and this clan is an ancient race that has existed since the ancient times when Nuwa created humans.

Not to mention whether the combat power is strong or not, it is certain that they are well-informed.

Daoran hoped that he could get the skills of ghost practice from the Mahulaka clan, so that Ma San could cultivate into a ghost fairy.

Of course, it would be even better if we could get in touch with one of the Mahurakas.

The Babu of Tianlong has its own strengths, and it is definitely a good thing for Daoran to have one more Babu of Tianlong that can be summoned normally.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight Body Protection Mantra was uttered by Dao Ran with pious thoughts, and the shadowless and invisible mantra power passed through the void and reached the other side of the Three Realms.

The Mohuraka clan quickly responded, a cloud of black smoke appeared in front of Daoran's eyes, and then turned into a monster.

This monster is even uglier than the four-armed Yaksha Modoye.

Modoye just has a ferocious face full of fangs, but a majestic body, giving people a vicious but mighty feeling, very imposing.

But the monster in front of Dao Ran seemed extremely awkward. This monster was composed of a snake head, a human body and a snake tail.

The snake's head is red, and the human body is completely human-shaped without any scales, and is too thin to support the huge snake's head. As for the snake's tail, it is directly connected to the waist of the human body, and the scales have become green.

Coupled with the bloodless white body, the color is very strange no matter how you look at it, as if the corresponding parts were cut from three different corpses and then forcibly glued together.

What's more disappointing to Daoran is that this monster is only as tall as Daoran's calf.

Ugly and thin, he looks like he could be trampled to death.

But if you feel carefully, it is indeed the Mahuraka family, which is exactly in line with the image of the Mahuraka snake god, and this monster does have the breath of the eight dragons and eight tribes, and it is a genuine Buddhist guardian.

It's just that it seems to be really weak.

"This senior..." Daoran just opened his mouth when he saw this weird little guy quickly climbed up the table and plunged into the wine jar.

The mud seal was opened, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out, making Daoran swallow his saliva.In his previous life, he also liked drinking.

I haven't touched a drop of alcohol for more than ten years in my life, but now I feel a little greedy when I smell it.

But Dao Ran is not in a hurry, let's wait until this Mahuraka is full.

Even though this Mahuraka is small, he is not slow in drinking. The wine in the wine jug drops at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he drank a whole jug in the blink of an eye.The little monster was not polite at all, and immediately got into the second wine jar.

More than a dozen altars of Nurhong added up to two to three hundred catties, and they were all drunk in a short period of time.

Seeing that this mahuraka drank up all the wine, Daoran was about to speak.

But this Mahuraka seems to have known what Daoran was thinking a long time ago, belched and said: "I have heard from Gandharva, and I know what you want. I have the best ghost in my hand." Cultivate exercises. However, this little wine is not enough."

Daoran breathed a sigh of relief, not afraid that the other party offered a high price, but that the other party did not.

"Then how much do you want, senior?" Daoran asked.

Mahuraka stretched out his fingers and drew a circle, covering all these empty wine jars, and then said: "For this kind of wine, one hundred thousand jars will be enough."

"One hundred thousand altars? Senior was joking, these are rare old wines, not to mention one hundred thousand in the whole world, one thousand may not be enough. How about changing to twenty altars?" Daoran counter-offered.

Mahuraka stood beside the wine jar, with his hips akimbo, and said arrogantly: "No, I can't do without a jar, and I want it now!"

Daoran was silent for a moment, and silently recited a few mantras.

Mahuraka, who was still extremely arrogant just now, suddenly froze, and then fell straight into the wine jar.

"You actually used a mantra to fix me? Do you still want to practice ghost skills?" Mahuraka was lying on the bottom of the wine jar, his body was as stiff as a gecko, and he made a sound of panic.

Daoran clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I don't want you, little monk who cultivates ghost skills. Spit out all the wine you drank just now! Otherwise, I'll take you to make wine!"

(End of this chapter)