Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 117: Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha immediately

Zhou Ping'an has learned the sound skill of "Wangqing Tianyin" several times.

He knew that with Qingnu's current level of piano skills, she could not only produce beautiful tones that made people forget their worries, but also work the other way around, making people turn around a thousand times and evoke some unbearable emotions deep in their souls.

If there are no distracting thoughts in the heart and no flaws, naturally there will not be much reaction after hearing it.

If a person has a defective soul and is inconsistent with his appearance and his inner self, he will have to expose his flaws under this extremely strange piano sound that directly attacks the soul.

The reason why we decided on this plan was to test it out.

Mainly because he doesn't want to use his own subjective will to judge people's good and evil.

There was a vague guess in his mind, but it was too scary to hear.

Moreover, if the guess is true, he only has one chance.

Either kill him or don't do it.

Even if you guess wrong and kill the wrong person, you won't be able to pass the test in your own heart.

Logically speaking, the best way to resolve any doubts in your mind is to enter the backyard of the county government office and investigate.

However, when he approached the county government office at night, he could feel a deep crisis welling up in his heart.

No need to ask, the old monk of Mingwang Temple who is in the true spirit realm lives in the county government office.

You can't scare the snake away.

Li Yuankang held the wine glass, his right hand trembling.

The previous gentle demeanor had long since disappeared. His brows were furrowed and his face was beating wildly, as if he was holding back something.

Zhou Ping'an's eyes became slightly colder, and as he watched, the energy and blood in his body were quietly circulating, and a hint of murderous intent condensed between his fingers, and hundreds of threads of thoughts in his mind were ready to go.

"Boom..."

A soft sound.

Just like the evening drums and morning bells, they ring among the variations of the harp music, confusing the harp music. In my ears, I can hear the slightly childish voice of the little monk chanting: "This is how I hear, Siddhartha Maha Bhagavan, then everyone will live as long as Ananda..." …”

Listen to the scriptures.

Everyone was in a state of confusion, intoxication, and all the sadness and sighs were swept away.

The young ladies all sighed, "The young monk has such profound Buddhist roots that he can actually pronounce Sanskrit sounds. It's really remarkable."

Although she only used 30% of her Tianyin attainment, the enchanting meaning in the music was also used in an extremely subtle way, without the slightest intention of hurting anyone.

However, this little novice monk, who was only eleven or twelve years old and no taller than his own armpit, was able to cope with it.

If you think about it, you will know that even among the rising stars of Buddhism, no matter how you rank them, these are the best "Buddhist" seedlings.

Which temple, which temple, is this outstanding root seedling willing to let go and travel around the world?

Don't be afraid that you will be harmed by "demons" before you grow up.

After this trouble.

Li Yuankang suddenly woke up.

He stretched out his sleeves to cover his face and said, "Li is too drunk, so I'll take my leave. I hope you, brothers and Miss Qing, can forgive me for being rude."

He stood up, his eyes full of apology, cupped his hands, and said: "Miss Qing's piano skills are worthy of the name of [asking immortals], and she is even more capable of asking questions. She reminds Li of a friend."

He laughed at himself and stood up.

Several people present actually took it for granted.

Looking at Li Yuankang's leaving figure, he couldn't bear to say anything more.

Zhao Mengbai caressed his forehead and sighed: "No wonder Yuan Kang is sad. If there is no news about my Qingmei, I'm afraid I will still be worse than him."

As soon as this statement came out, several people all nodded in agreement.

Of course Zhou Pingan also understood what Zhao Mengbai was talking about.

Rumor has it that Li Yuankang had a childhood sweetheart who was from the Liu family, a wealthy family in Guangyun.

Not long ago, something happened to the Liu family, and Miss Liu also suffered.

The most uncomfortable thing is that something happened to Miss Liu on her way to visit Li Yuankang.

Li Yuankang went to greet them on the way, but only received a group of corpses. He heard that they were caused by evil spirits.

Since then, Li Yuankang indulged himself in various buildings, spent his days writing poetry and drinking wildly, and his energy was extremely wasted.

Of course, it’s hard to say whether this is true or false.

Zhou Ping'an only cares about whether the other party is the person he guessed.

After the drunkenness had passed, the rest of the party hurriedly dispersed.

Zhou Ping'an also said goodbye in advance, left Huanhua Building, walked around a few times, and took advantage of the melting moonlight. As soon as he stepped into Yongfu Street, he found a car.

The carriage went straight to the county government office.

After smelling the breath, Zhou Pingan knew that he had found his target.

Among the sticks of fine-smelling incense burning in the Huanhua Water Pavilion, there is an extraordinary one. It is a treasure kept at the bottom of Qingnv's box, and it is called "soul-inducing incense".

This fragrance is controlled by people to contaminate the human body. No matter how hard you take a bath, it is impossible to wash away the fragrance in a short period of time.

It's like it's touched the soul.

Zhou Ping'an specially noted the scent and secretly pursued it.

Naturally, you won’t chase the wrong person.

"Here again."

Zhou Ping'an turned into a ghost, silently and silently lingering behind him. Looking at the street, he was already 70% or 80% sure.

However, there is no need to rush at this time. The exposed enemy no longer becomes a threat and can always find a good opportunity to strike.

In the plan, the "Seven Emotions Tianyin" and the "soul-inducing incense" have no other effects. They have only one function, which can confuse people's will and stimulate a strange desire and desire in people's hearts, which is "possession". ".

It’s still the same principle.

If your mind is perfect and you have no desires or desires, you can naturally resist it.

If a certain aspect of emotion amplifies and gives birth to demonic intentions, you will run to the end of the world and be reluctant to give up.

'It's not easy to do anything in the city. If the guess is correct, the old monk who lives in the county government office will be there soon. However, the Five Desire Demon Skill is extremely weird. This man is still thick-skinned and can be easily killed. If he doesn't die, he can only be led outside the city. '

Zhou Ping'an laid out this situation.

Thinking before and after, taking into account all the details.

He had always been very patient, but when he saw Li Yuankang walking through several long streets and approaching the county government office, he still didn't want to take action rashly.

He just followed quietly, switching from external breathing to internal breathing, just like a piece of wood.

Soon, the carriage stopped.

Someone lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "Fa Yuan, don't go too far. I've given you a lot of face by allowing you to travel with me today. Even your master has no control over me."

Li Yuankang's voice had long since lost its warmth and richness. At this moment, he was slightly gritting his teeth, with a hint of madness.

"Almsgiver Li, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and there is only one way to get over it. If you want to overcome your inner demons, you may not necessarily have to indulge your inner demons. What Master does, I think, is feeding the demons."

There seems to be a faint light shining from the top of the young monk's head. Although he is still young, he gives people the feeling of a eminent monk.

Looking from the sedan curtain, he pulled Li Yuankang's hand hard, his eyes firm and pleading.

"Huh, to put it lightly, how can the evil calamity be so easy to survive? Besides, there is obviously a shortcut, I can put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, why do I have to endure the years and endure the hardships? Little monk, I have endured this for a long time."

Speaking of it.

Li Yuankang's eyes flashed with blood and turned red.

Turning the palm slightly, boom...

Amidst the muffled sound, lightning struck the little monk's chest.

The blow only caused Monk Fa Yuan's short body to fly out of the sedan chair like straw and land on the long street.

There was a deeply sunken palm print on the monk's robe on his chest. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his breath was not chaotic at all, and there was a faint yellow light on his face.

"Either you beat me to death today, otherwise I won't let you go out and do evil."

Thinking of seeing the two fragile corpses in the county government bamboo garden this morning, Fa Yuan's eyes were filled with pain.

The other party wouldn't listen to anything he said, and neither would the master.

It seems that in this world, everyone else is different from me.

I don’t know whether there is something wrong with the world or something wrong with me.

In other words, are all the Buddhist scriptures false?
"I'm too lazy to care about you."

Li Yuankang's eyes had turned blood red at this time.

Especially after using his cultivation and no longer hiding it, he felt that the desires and thoughts in his mind were burning like fire.

It's like burning everything down.

He turned around and headed towards Lin Mansion.

"Fairy Huaiyu..."

His figure was erratic, and the next step was more than ten feet away. His skin turned yellow and orange, and he looked not like a stranger, but like a bronze statue.

'It should be King Ming's Golden Body Technique. This is the Bronze Body state. It seems that you have practiced it to the middle third level. How long has it been? '

After not seeing each other for a few days, Zhou Ping'an found that this guy had become much stronger than when he was dressed as a scholar in gray.

Especially outside the skin, the lingering black aura attaches to the muscles and bones, adding a lot of intensity.

"I'm afraid it won't be killed within two or three cuts."

Seeing Li Yuankang's appearance, Zhou Ping'an thought about Gao Jin that day and thought that that person might have taken a shortcut. Even if he had reached the peak of the bronze body of the third level, his physical body was still far inferior to the magistrate in front of him. Young Master.

Could it be that magic power and Buddhist power, working together as practitioners, have a strange chemical effect?
If this person is allowed to hone the King Ming's Golden Body Technique with the Five Desire Demonic Skills and reach the peak of the Golden Body Realm, how strong will his physical body be?
When Zhou Ping'an thought about this, his murderous intent became even more intense.

He could tell from the dispute between the two just now.

I know how this county magistrate's son resisted the evil thoughts of the five desires.

He turned out to be on the path of indulgence.

If it is greed, he will rob, kill, set fire and steal everywhere.

If it was lust or thoughts, he would rob good families everywhere and indulge as much as he wanted...

This is exactly the same as the way some wealthy families train their children, which is to stop thinking about these things when you are tired, bored, and full.

So, you can "let go".

'This is the true meaning of [put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately]. If you don't have the butcher's knife, how can you let it go? Since you let go, you will have a clear mind and see your nature, and the Buddha's heart will be clear...'

'It turns out that the old monk had this idea...

He wants to accept a disciple. If Li Yuankang can really pass the test, he will have a bright future and his cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Maybe there is a real hope of achieving the perfection of King Ming's golden body...'

What a good calculation.

Zhou Ping'an not only understood Li Yuankang's actions, but also understood why the Buddhist monk lived in the county government.

The world is bustling and bustling, and everyone is seeking benefits.

Even Buddhist monks would not do anything meaningless.

(End of this chapter)