Beginning from the world of Uncle Jiu, he tricked his master into enlightening him.

Jinhua County, Lanruo Temple.

Yan Chixia, accompanied by Uncle Jiu and Lin Cheng, walked slowly in the place where he used to live in seclusion.

Compared with the chaotic dance of demons in the past, this place has become a lot more desolate since Yan Chixia crippled the tree demon grandma and the old black mountain demon.

In the eyes of the world, monsters and monsters are just a group of stragglers who only do harm to people everywhere, but in fact, many monsters live in groups and have their own social structure.

Most monsters are attached to monsters who are stronger than themselves, and they go up one level at a time, like a pyramid, with distinct levels.

The upper level monsters have absolute control over the lower level monsters.

The Dryad Granny and the Black Mountain Old Demon are undoubtedly the existences at the top of the pyramid.

If they run away, the pyramid here will collapse, and the little demons under them will find other backers on their own.

Therefore, Lanruo Temple became completely desolate.

"After more than ten years apart, this place has become much cleaner."

Yan Chixia walked into Lanruo Temple and said with some emotion.

When he lived alone in Lanruo Temple, he could hear the cries of various ghosts and demons no matter day or night.

Ordinary people would be scared even passing by, so how dare they live here.

That is to say, Yan Chixia is an expert and bold person, and is not afraid of any monsters.

"Thanks also to Senior Yan for his message, I was able to break through the realm by chance."

Uncle Jiu saluted Yan Chixia and said sincerely.

When Yan Chixia saw this, she waved her hands indifferently and said:
"You are already on the verge of a breakthrough. Those messages are just an introduction. Even if you didn't see those few words I left, you would have broken through."

At this point, Yan Chixia saw that Uncle Jiu wanted to say more, so she said softly:

"It was only by chance that I was inspired by an expert to achieve what I have achieved today."

"If you sincerely thank me, just pass on your feelings and don't cherish them."

Uncle Jiu nodded silently and said nothing more.

At this time, Lin Cheng stepped forward and asked with a smile:

"I wonder which Taoist master gave the advice to Senior Yan?"

When Lin Cheng thought about it, the person who could enlighten Yan Chixia must be a very powerful person, and maybe he had already ascended to the fairy world.

When Yan Chixia heard this, she immediately fell silent and looked at the Main Hall of Lanruo Temple quietly. After a while, she said:

"Want to hear me tell a story?"

Uncle Jiu and Lin Cheng looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Yan Chixia smiled when she saw this and said softly:
"A long time ago, there was a severe drought, no crops were harvested, and people were mourning everywhere, which eventually led to the plague. At this time, a monk came."

In the story of Yan Chixia, this monk saved many people by relying on his superb medical skills. He was compassionate and charged only a very small amount of money for each treatment, sometimes even no money.

Finally, with the monk's efforts, the epidemic was finally brought under control.

But the drought continues, and people still live without enough to eat.

Due to their previous good deeds, the people had great trust in the monk, and they prayed to the monk to save them from suffering.

But the monk is just an ordinary person who knows a little about the art of flag yellow. How can he help these victims?

Later, even the monk fell ill.

The people were completely panicked. If the monk fell, who would save them?

They knelt down in front of the monk and asked him what to do.

The monk lay on the bed, looked at the helpless people in front of him, and finally made an important decision.

He wanted to sacrifice himself in order to ask God to forgive the world and send down nectar and nectar.

The monk's decision was approved by all the people.

They stuffed the monk into a large wooden barrel and buried the barrel underground, leaving only an air pipe connecting the barrel to the outside world.

The monk stayed in the barrel, chanting sutras, worshiping Buddha, and praying for the people.People also come to the place where the monk is buried alive every day, nominally to thank the monk, but in fact they just want to see if the monk is dead.

Everyone is looking forward to the monk's quick death, because only his death can bring rain from the sky.

The monk also hoped that he would die soon so that he could pray for heavy rain.

However, he thought he could die calmly, but at the last moment before his death, he hesitated.

The fear of death occupied his mind and caused him to transform from Buddha to demon.

The demonized monk climbed out of the barrel and slaughtered all the people. Finally, not satisfied, he returned to the temple where he taught Buddhism and slaughtered all his fellow disciples.

By the time he woke up, it was too late.

The monk was so miserable that he could only sit in the temple and chant sutras and worship the Buddha every day.

Lin Cheng and Uncle Jiu listened quietly to Yan Chixia's story, and then looked at the Main Hall of Lanruo Temple at the same time, where there was a dark skeleton.

"Yes, that skeleton is the monk in the story."

As Yan Chixia spoke, she came to the skeleton and with a wave of her hand, the skeleton turned into dust and floated in the air.

But soon, the dust gathered in another place and turned into a skeleton.

"After so many years, has Monk not given up yet?"

Yan Chixia sighed and said softly.

The skeleton sat there quietly, speechless.

Yan Chixia shook her head when she saw this, and then said to Uncle Jiu and Lin Cheng:
"I am telling you this just to tell you that as a Taoist, you must understand your true nature."

"If not, he will be the next monk."

Having said this, Yan Chixia paused and continued:

"This monk is not bad in nature, but he failed to recognize himself from beginning to end, which led to the tragedy."

"He has a compassionate heart, but what he really wants to redeem is himself."

"But he didn't know this. He lost himself in the misleading of Buddhist scriptures and the praise of others."

"In the end, he even tried to sacrifice himself to help others."

"This is great in the eyes of the world, but for him, it is the cruelest decision."

"You must remember that cultivating the Tao is the path to self-transcendence. Once you violate your original intention and lose yourself, nothing will happen."

When Lin Cheng and Uncle Jiu heard this, they both felt like drums in the evening and bells in the morning. This was a reminder from a senior monk.

The two of them raised their hands to Yan Chixia at the same time and said:
"Thank you, Senior Yan, for your advice."

This time, Yan Chixia did not shy away and accepted the salutes of the two men calmly.

"Senior Yan, did Lanruo Temple become what it is now during that disaster?"

"That tree demon grandma"

"Yes, Grandma Dryad, it was during that disaster that she absorbed the blood of all the monks of Lanruo Temple and finally emerged."

"Afterwards, it absorbed the resentment of the people, and its cultivation progressed rapidly, and finally it grew to this stage."

Yan Chixia didn't wait for Lin Cheng to finish speaking before answering.

When Lin Cheng heard this, he also sighed. This monk had really laid a lot of trouble for future generations.

"I wonder what that monk's name is?"

Hearing this, Yan Chixia glanced at Lin Cheng and said lightly:
"I don't know his lay name."

"I only know that his Dharma cry is, Pudu Cihang!"

Lin Cheng was stunned when he heard this, Pudu Cihang?

That centipede spirit? (End of chapter)