Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 483 Dawei Tianlong【Happy Chinese New Year】

"You seem to dislike that white snake."

Leaving the Broken Bridge of West Lake and walking on an unknown mountain path, Ying Feixue pointed out something.

"To be precise, as long as it is a demon, I hate it."

"Lawless, reckless, monster, maybe there are good and bad things, but generally speaking, there are not many good things."

Zhu Houzhao said coldly, he does not deny that he has a prejudice against creatures like monsters, from his perspective, all he can see are humans.

It's not that he doesn't understand the truth that all kinds compete for freedom and treat all things equally, but it's one thing to understand it, and another thing to practice it.

"Evil, die"

There was a sound of fighting, Zhu Houzhao led Ying Feixue, and Zhu Qinghuang went away looking for the sound.

In the dense forest, a handsome monk with a bald head was fighting fiercely with a group of demons.

The Great Monk was wearing a white monk robe and holding a dust whisk in his hand, like an arhat descended from the west, he was so strong and fierce that he fought against the monsters with his own strength and gained the upper hand.

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As soon as the whisk flew over, a wolf-headed man whose cultivation had reached the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void was blown up in the air, blood rained everywhere, and there was no bones left.

"What a fierce monk."

Ying Feixue looked slightly sideways, never had a monk with such a high killing intent.

Buddhism takes compassion as its heart, and it mainly treats monsters and evil people with salvation. Like the great monk in front of me, it is rare to kill directly without asking three seven twenty one.

"I think this monk is very suitable for me. What's the use of keeping a group of demons and goblins? The Underworld should be their home."

Zhu Houzhao admired the great monk quite a lot.

Compassion, compassion, saving demons and advocating the mind of Buddha is nothing but false compassion, and sending all demons to hell is true compassion.

The famous sword in Zhu Qinghuang's hand clanged in the clear water, and the majestic sword intent turned into a cyan phoenix, soaring to the sky, his heart was surging, and he wanted to use the blood of a demon to prove the sword.

Seemingly aware of the arrival of Zhu Houzhao's family of three, the great monk did not intend to spend any more time with the group of monsters, and fired all his firepower to kill the demons.

He tore off the Yuebai monk's robe, revealing his muscular body, and then, the famous scene came!
"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Makong."

The whole body exudes bright Buddha light, and the Buddha's power flows through all the limbs, and a mighty dragon flies out from behind.

The sky dragon is rampant, invincible, just three or two breaths, and the group of monsters have gone to the underworld together, leaving only blood red on the ground.

"Amitabha."

Put on the monk's robe, put your hands together, and recite a mantra for rebirth, wishing the demons to walk on the road to Huangquan, and not to do evil again in the next life.

In fact, he didn't take the lives of the monsters seriously at all in his heart, but he was a Buddhist after all, so he still had to pretend a little on the surface.

"Killing demons is like killing lackeys, the master has a good method."

Zhu Houzhao walked over and praised without hesitation.

This great monk is not only ruthless, but his own cultivation is even more impressive, and he is also only one step away from becoming an immortal.

A golden brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he looked at it with the eyes of the Buddha to confirm whether Zhu Houzhao was a human being or not. The great monk said politely:

"The poor monk Jinshan Temple Fahai, dare to ask where your friends come from?"

Sure enough it was him!

Zhu Houzhao knew in his heart that when encountering a monster, he would be like a mad dog. He would fight mercilessly and show no mercy. The fighting style was so violent and tough that there would be no one else except Fa Hai.

But there was a calm smile on his face: "So it's Fahai Dahai, Zhu Shou, a loose man in the mountains and fields, you're being polite."

"Zhu Shou?"

Fa Hai's eyes froze, he knew most of the strong practitioners in the world, and those he didn't know, he had heard of their names anyway, but Zhu Shou, forgive him for his ignorance, he had never heard of them.

A pair of wise eyes looked at Zhu Houzhao up and down, and he was horrified to find that Zhu Houzhao's aura seemed to be there, and his realm was unpredictable. According to preliminary calculations, he was not inferior to him.

"When did such a great practitioner appear in the world!"

His eyes shifted to Ying Feixue and Zhu Qinghuang. Ying Feixue had a lot of history, and he couldn't see much of it. He only thought that Ying Feixue was of ordinary cultivation.

As for Zhu Qinghuang, he was amazed. Not to mention her young age and superb cultivation, her sword intent was at its peak, like a blue sky and white sun, pure and incomparable. Given time, she must be a great female sword fairy.

"It's really the pride of heaven."

He couldn't help admiring, and asked Zhu Houzhao, "Why did Brother Dao come here?"

Although it is confirmed that the three members of Zhu Houzhao's family are human, he still has a little bit of vigilance. As a Buddhist monk, Fa Hai knows very well that sometimes, the human heart is more unpredictable than the demon.

Especially in the world of practice, a skill, a magic weapon, or a pill may become a reason to fight for one's life.

As for Fa Hai, the cassock he was wearing, and the dust whisk he was holding in his hand, none of them were good things. It was hard to guarantee that Zhu Houzhao would not be tempted.

Killing people to seize treasures is too common in the practice world.

"Zhu traveled here with his wife and daughter. He didn't want to accidentally see the master descending the demon. He stopped and watched for a while, and hoped that the master would not blame him."

Zhu Hou said truthfully that Buddhist monks like Fahai may not have learned his mind, but his ability to perceive words and emotions must be extraordinary, and lying is useless.

Hearing this, Fa Hai breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhu Houzhao really had evil intentions, even if he was carrying several powerful magic weapons, he would not be sure to defeat Zhu Houzhao.

With a light sweep of the whisk, a big hole split open in the ground instantly, burying the corpses of the dead monsters, and the Buddha's light turned into rain and dew, washing away all the blood without leaving any mud.

Sitting cross-legged on the grass casually, Fa Hai extended an invitation to Zhu Houzhao: "I would like to discuss the Dao with fellow Taoists."

"As much as I wish, I dare not invite you!"

Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly, and it was his wish to have a long talk with Fa Hai.

The two sat face to face, and they had a discussion on Dao between the mountains and fields. Fa Hai was the first to ask: "From the point of view of fellow Daoists, what is Dao?"

Zhu Houzhao pointed to Fahai, then pointed to himself, and said: "The master is the Tao, I am the Tao, and people are also the Tao. Existence is the Tao."

"What is the way?"

A hint of confusion appeared in Fa Hai's eyes. Even though he hadn't met Bai Suzhen or Xiaoqing, he still denied his own way.

Killing demons, killing demons, in his cognition, is right, demons are immortal, what is better in the world, but the disapproval of many fellow disciples made him start to reflect on whether he was wrong.

To deal with monsters, should they be merciful, or be exterminated, which became a little flaw in his Dao heart.

"The way is in the heart, follow the heart."

The smile on Zhu Houzhao's face became more and more intense, and he intentionally guided Fa Hai to stabilize his Taoism.

After being completely enlightened, he doesn't like the compassionate Fahai, so he still slays demons and demons, and the merciless Fahai is more pleasing to the eye.

"Follow your heart, follow your heart"

Fahai muttered to himself, as if he had realized something, and he came back to his senses after a long while, and said, "The poor monk has a friend. According to the fellow Taoist, the correct choice is the one we should make."

He told Zhu Houzhao the predicament he was facing in the way of "having a friend", hoping that this unfathomable fellow Taoist would give some advice.

Taking a deep look at Fa Hai, Zhu Houzhao didn't expect that this big-eyed monk would also play the trick of "I have a friend", but his face remained calm, and after a little thought, he said:

"I can't give him a specific answer to the dilemma faced by the master friend, but I have something to say, maybe you can refer to one or two."

Fa Hai said solemnly, "I would like to hear the details!"

　With the sound of firecrackers, the new year is gone, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu!I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year, a safe year and good luck in everything!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)