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Chapter 83 Master Bujie (please subscribe)

White City is the most prosperous and most populous town among the three cities in Donghai.

Perhaps it was due to Emperor Yu's status that the romantic places under Dayu's rule were always banned. If the bright places were banned, the dark places would appear.

Fortunately, the imperial court had already issued a decree prohibiting the sale of women and children in Dayu. If there were any offenders, the principal offender would be punished by the nine tribes; those who followed would be hanged by all three tribes.

But these romantic places can always find ways to avoid being investigated and punished by the court.

They brought in a clam spirit, a mermaid, a fox demon, and a catwoman to take over, and as a result... the business was even hotter than before.

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Master Bujie has the skill to maintain his appearance. Although he has lived for thousands of years, his appearance is that of a young monk with delicate features.

In particular, he has a Buddha-like demonic mind. Although he is a seemingly innocent monk, he always reveals a hint of evil inadvertently.

This made him particularly popular with women, whether they were ladies from wealthy families, women with deep wives, or those simple men who only played the piano, chanted poems, and chatted lightly. After spending time with him, they would fall in love with him to death.

Master Bujie is also happy to stay in the fragrant rouge aroma.

If it weren't for Yao Yuqing's message, he would never have come to such a remote place.

In his early years, he had also visited remote places like Baishi City, and what he saw were all skinny people with sallow complexions and lifeless eyes.

As a disciple of Buddhism at that time, what he liked most was to see those people kowtow to him, showing their obsession, and even offering incense to him even when he was hungry.

And all he had to do was spend a little time in his long life to recite sutras for these people and talk about the theory of reincarnation and cause and effect.

He also relied on the beliefs and accumulated merits of those people to cultivate the Arhat's Golden Body.

But what he never expected was that the Arhat's golden body, which was praised by Pushan Zen Temple as being invulnerable to all things, would be broken into pieces by the immortal Yao Yuqing at a distance of one hundred and eighty miles.

What was broken at that time was a Buddhist heart that he had cultivated for thousands of years.

Since ancient times, there have been countless monks practicing Buddhism, but he has never seen any of them become the so-called Arhat or Buddha.

On the contrary, in the magic cultivation, an immortal appeared who should not appear in this era.

Is he practicing Buddhism to subjugate demons?

It’s not just for longevity, for being invincible, for eternal immortality!

As a result, the first time he went out to succumb to a demon, he was deprived of a thousand years of hard training by the demon.

So, after a few days of confusion, he left Pushan Zen Monastery and went to break all the so-called clear rules and precepts.

The tenderness of the fish, the softness of the mutton, the strength of the beef, the wantonness of the wine, the fragrance of the beauty... everything made him linger.

It was his first time to come to a pure romantic place like Zuiying Tower.

In the past, all the women he came into contact with, no matter how unrestrained their hearts were, were like budding flowers when they first met. They needed his careful companionship for a period of time before he could see the stamens and collect the nectar.

But Zuiying Tower is different.

So, my eyes were opened.

Right now, he was lying on Clam Girl's white and smooth legs, and the Fox Girl was feeding him peeled grapes, and the Snake Girl was using the cold snake letter to pry open his lips and teeth, and was feeding him fine wine.

The human woman was playing sweet ancient music for him behind the veil.

Six fishmen with beauties on their upper bodies and fish tails on their lower bodies were twisting their waists on the smooth wooden floor to the sound of clanging music.

Master Bujie placed his hand on the jade-like calf of the fox girl, gently rubbed it a few times, and then gently tapped in time with the music.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the demon cultivator was the most suitable for him.

What’s the point of guarding those Buddha statues after you have achieved a level of cultivation that can turn the world upside down?

Arhat cannot come down to earth and beat his legs for him, nor can Bodhisattva rub his shoulders and warm his feet.

And there are no fine wines or delicacies in Qing Deng Ku Juan.

But after cultivating the devil's path, he can eat, drink, gamble, get drunk, eat the tenderest meat in the world, and sleep with the most beautiful woman in the world without any scruples!

All of this was very good, and he had even decided in his mind that after attending the Demon Sect Ceremony, he would find a deep mountain and old forest and build four buildings taller and extravagant than the Zuiying Tower.

One building is for beautiful women from all over the world to live in, one is filled with the best wines from all over the world, the other is filled with delicacies from all over the world, and the last one is for some poor people, some noble ladies, some harem women...

"This seems a bit lacking. I am a dignified Mahayana demon cultivator. I don't kill people, don't set fires, and don't do evil. I just do my best to support some female Bodhisattvas who can't stand on their own. Dayu has no reason to come to trouble me."

"And we should also invite some witches from the Demonic Sect, fairies from the Taoist Sect, and Bodhisattvas from the Buddhist Sect."

"In addition... the Secretary of the Jiaofang in Dayu said that there are many family members of prisoners imprisoned inside, and the young monk needs to rescue them from this kind of hell on earth."

"Well, Buddhism has a theory of eighteen hells. I will also build eighteen towers..."

"Moreover, Xiao Monk's place is a hell for ordinary people. On the one hand, it kills their fighting spirit, and on the other hand, it destroys their heroic spirit. There are also steel knives for scraping bones and poison for piercing the intestines."

"But for the young monk, this is the most suitable place."

"After all, there was a Buddha who said: If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Such a vicious place of suffering should be suppressed by the monks to prevent them from harming the world."

Just as he was thinking of this, a cold voice that seemed to come from hell suddenly sounded in his ears in a gloomy tone.

"Master Bujie? You bald donkey really enjoyed it a lot."

After suddenly hearing such a sound, Master Bujie, who was lying on Clam Girl's lap, suddenly woke up from his dream.

After he subconsciously opened his eyes, he immediately saw an old man in his eighties with a face like a dead tree, wearing a black robe.

But what made him wake up from his ecstasy in an instant was not the other party's dress, but the old man's sinister triangular eyes.

"Cang, Cang, Cangshan old devil?"

After Master Bujie saw the Cangshan Old Demon, he was so frightened that he sat up straight.

Only then did he realize that at some point, the clam girl, snake girl, fox girl beside him, the fish man swaying in front of the table, and the woman playing the guzheng behind the white gauze had all fainted.

This discovery immediately caused thick cold sweat to break out on his back.

"Isn't it rumored that he is in the period of transcending tribulation?"

"Which stage of tribulation is so terrifying?"

Although he abandoned Buddhism and cultivated demons, he was still a monk in the Mahayana stage, and his methods were also strange and unpredictable.

But if he was asked to approach another Mahayana silently, he asked himself that he didn't have that kind of means.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately became very alert in his heart, fearing that he would accidentally be plotted by the old demon of Cangshan.

Cangshan Old Demon didn't have time to pay attention to the various thoughts in his mind, and asked directly and coldly: "When did you arrive at Baishi City?"

When he was rescuing people two days ago, his spiritual consciousness had already searched the city, but he did not find this fake monk.

After Master Bujie heard the coldness in his tone, he subconsciously laughed and said: "Not long ago, the young monk just arrived last night." "Oh?"

Cangshan Old Demon raised his eyebrows and asked in a cold voice: "Do you usually like to eat pork?"

Master Bujie was startled when he heard this, and then frowned.

"This old devil is enigmatic, and every move must have a deep meaning. On the surface, he is asking me if I like eating pork, but secretly there must be other deep meanings."

Thinking about this, he took a deep breath and asked: "What if you like to eat? What if you don't like to eat?"

Cangshan Old Demon sneered, "If you like eating pork, I will be offended today. But if you don't like pork, I will turn around and leave."

Master Bujie couldn't help but frown deeper when he heard this.

"What he means is that if the young monk likes to eat pork, he will inevitably have a fight today!"

"So, the word 'pork' must have a profound meaning!"

"Pig...is the same as vermilion. And vermilion...is like vermilion bird? Cinnabar?"

"The two are both red, and Suzaku is a close relative of the Phoenix."

"hiss!"

"Is it possible that... what this old devil means is that if Dayu collapses, does the young monk want to get a share of it?"

As soon as he thought of this, Master Bujie's eyes immediately showed a look of astonishment, and he was even more amazed by this in his heart.

"He is indeed the Cangshan Old Demon with monstrous flames. He is asking the young monk whether he likes to eat pork, but secretly he wants to use this question to get rid of his opponents who will compete with him in the future!"

"Fortunately, the young monk only loves beauties and delicious food, and nothing else."

Thinking of this, he clasped his hands and shook his head and said: "Pork is fishy, ​​and it stinks when killed. Therefore, the young monk cannot kill pigs, and he doesn't like to eat pork."

When Cangshan Old Demon heard this, he narrowed his eyes and said gloomily: "I once heard that you have no precepts and never break any rules, so why don't you kill the pig?"

Master Bujie was secretly shocked when he heard this.

"This old devil doesn't believe in the young monk, and he is still digging holes for the young monk!"

Thinking about this, he felt that it was natural. After all, as a demon cultivator in the Mahayana stage, he already had the cultivation and means to enter the game.

Thinking of this, he immediately raised his fingers and swore.

"The young monk swears to God at this moment that if he kills a pig, eats a bite of pork, or says a lie today, he will immediately be struck by five thunders, his soul will be scattered, and his bones and flesh will turn into ashes!"

As his words sounded, a sound of thunder sounded in his and Cangshan Old Demon's ears.

Cangshan Old Demon saw that after he swore the poisonous oath, but no thunder disaster fell, he knew that he was not lying. The gloomy look on his face instantly dissipated, and then nodded and said: "In that case, I won't bother you any more. What happened today is that I owe you a favor. If you fall into my hands in the future, I will spare your life because of what happened today."

After that, he turned around and left.

But after turning around, his triangular eyes suddenly narrowed, and he thought to himself: "Since ancient times, it has been the hardest to repay a debt of gratitude. Wait until dawn tomorrow, come find this bald donkey again, and beat him half to death for any reason. If you spare his life, your debt will be repaid."

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on his lips.

But at this moment, Master Bujie suddenly stood up, walked around the jade body at his feet, and said: "Senior, stay here."

Cangshan Old Demon squinted his eyes and turned his head, staring at him coldly without saying a word.

When he saw the sinister eyes of the Cangshan old demon, Master Bujie swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and then said with a smile: "The young monk only practiced good deeds before, but the first time he went out to fight demons, he was broken by Yao Yuqing, and the Arhat's golden body was broken. , Although I am cultivating the demonic path now, I don’t have a deep understanding of the methods of demonic cultivation.”

"You have been famous since thousands of years ago. It would be better to meet by chance than to meet you. Now that we have met today, I would like to ask the seniors to show your respect and communicate with the young monk."

Cangshan Old Demon didn't want to pay attention to him. How could there be a demon cultivator like him in this world? He would communicate with his colleagues when he opened his mouth.

But when I suddenly heard the words ‘only practice good deeds’, my heart suddenly moved.

"This bald donkey came from Pushan Zen Monastery, and even cultivated into the golden body of Arhat. He must have some insights on how to accumulate virtue and do good."

Thinking of this, he slowly turned around and said in a cold voice: "I didn't want to pay attention to you at first, but since I owed you a favor just now, I will grant you what you want. But from now on, we and you will be clean."

Master Bujie nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face.

Then with a wave of his sleeves, he lifted up the women who had fainted by the table with a gentle breeze, and put them aside lightly without letting them touch them at all.

After doing all this, he pulled out a wide red cassock from the storage ring and covered the women with it.

When Cangshan Old Demon saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he was more looking forward to the next exchange.

After Master Bujie finished all this, he put away the mess on the table with a wave of his sleeves, and took two jars of fine daughter's red wine from the wine cabinet next door and placed them on the small table.

Finally, he sat cross-legged on one side of the table and looked at Cangshan Old Demon expectantly.

Cangshan Old Demon slowly sat opposite him, and Cang Ziling also knelt down obediently beside him.

"Where do you begin to find out?"

Following his cold words, Master Bujie immediately said: "Senior, please start from the beginning."

Upon hearing his words, Cangshan Old Demon immediately had the idea of ​​getting up and leaving.

The number of demon cultivators is as numerous as the stars in the sky. If we were to start from the beginning, we would have to go back to the collapse of the Qin Dynasty.

How can he have so much time?

But then I thought about it... Since it was an exchange, if he started from the beginning, when he asked questions later, the bald donkey in front of him would also have to start from the beginning.

Thinking about this, he slowly said: "Although there is no good or evil in magic, and there is no superior or inferior method, any magic will be evil if used for evil, and good if used for good. The power of any magical power depends on the level of spiritual power. depth."

"But there will always be some monks who want to use less spiritual power to release more powerful spells and magical powers. To this end, they begin to study themselves and dissect all living things."

"So, the first demonic cultivator appeared..."

While he was saying all this calmly, a cicada fluttered its wings and flew outside the window. When it was about to fly in, it hit a transparent shield and bounced it into the air several times. Somersaulting, he finally fell with six legs upward on the vermilion tile eaves under the window.

It was just like a cicada that had been thrown to death normally. After falling on the eaves, it became motionless and even the breath of life disappeared.

Any demon would not bother to pay attention even if he was aware of this scene.

But Cangshan Old Demon is different.

Carrying the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit, he noticed that the cicada was motionless, and even the breath of life disappeared. However, he did not get the hint of the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit, and immediately sneered in his heart.

"Even the old man dares to follow me, he is really not afraid of death!"

"Forget it, I want to see who you really are!"

Thinking of this, he continued speaking calmly.

(End of this chapter)