I walk in the world of heaven

Chapter 493
The old man was astonished. He couldn't understand why such a person of profound morality didn't "do justice for the heavens, kill demons and demons" instead of removing the imprint of Buddhism on his body.After hesitating for a moment, he made a big salute and said: "Thank you, Immortal Elder, for saving your life. The little demon has nothing to repay, only this crippled body can do something in return..."

The young man is Xiao Zhi, his eyes are integrated with the eyes of the world of "Dororo", and he can see the color of the opponent's soul. The more red, the more killings, the deeper the karma.There are three people, one old, one female, one young, with emerald green souls, and only the old man has a trace of blood red, which is not a heinous existence.

Only monsters have green souls, while humans have white souls, and the road to cultivation is full of ups and downs.

As a human being, Xiao Zhi himself can't guarantee a good kill, maybe his soul is already blood red, and looking at the red color of the old man's soul, it's not worth mentioning...

Besides, he is not an envoy who rewards good and punishes evil on behalf of heaven.

He's just an ordinary traveler who walks in the heavens and worlds.

Do things as long as you feel comfortable.Xiao Zhi looked at them: "What happened to you, and you became so embarrassed, if you don't mind, tell me?"

The old man sighed lightly and talked about the reason.

It turned out that they were weasels who mistakenly ate a strange fruit in a cave and turned their spiritual wisdom into essence. They instinctively began to swallow the essence of the sun and moon for cultivation.A nest of old weasels practiced in the mountains all day long and could not get out. One day a hunter went up the mountain to find a weasel cave. In order to protect the family, the old weasel shot and seriously injured the hunter. The hunter fell off the cliff and died when he fled.

The only time the old weasel hurt anyone was this time.

The sun and the moon are like shuttles.

Although the old weasel has the deepest practice in the den, he quickly reached the bottleneck. He has no advanced cultivation method, and the cultivation of other weasels is also extremely slow. He is thinking wildly, suspecting that he seriously injured the hunter many years ago and killed him. , leading to entanglement in cause and effect, causing family members to be unable to improve their realm...

After thinking about it again and again, I moved the nest to a deeper part of the mountain, and then came out with the four strongest ones to look for opportunities in the world.

These four are the old man, the woman, the son-in-law and the child.

They did good deeds all the way for fear of being tainted with the evil spirit of blood. Although they encountered a few capable people and strangers on the way, after investigating the reason, at most they warned them, and did not make any move to kill them all.The old weasels felt at ease and did more good deeds, until they met a monk in the forest near Hangzhou.

A very young monk, in his 20s, with a masculine and handsome face, transcendent Dharma, with a half-skinless diamond bead built between his brows, holding a pot and chasing an old spider with more than 200 years of practice.Although the old spider has a demon body, it is surprising that it does not exude any fierce aura, and even has a trace of Buddha nature...

But the young monk looked stern, ignored the old spider's begging for mercy, and put it into the pot with a powerful Buddhist method, and it took only a few breaths to refine it into a prototype.Such a domineering monk, the old weasels realized that unlike all the capable people and strangers they had seen before, this one in front of them is really capable!

Immediately, the weasels set up yellow and black smoke and tried their best to escape.

But the young monk discovered their whereabouts early, took the Buddhist beads left by the old spider, and turned around after a little hesitation.After a distance of more than two miles, while chanting the Buddha's name, Ling Kong just slapped him...

The wind and wind of Buddhism and Dharma are mixed together, forming a vague palm. At the time of life and death, the son-in-law stepped forward to raise the Tao to the peak and resist the palm! The 200-year-old spider could only escape in the hands of the young monk, not to mention the son-in-law of the weasel, who has practiced Taoism for more than 80 years.

This short moment gave the other three weasels a chance.

The old weasel desperately protected his family and forcibly moved his position. The palm of the monk's hand brushed past him, overflowing with mana, and the contained Dharma was like a flaming iron, causing serious injuries to the old weasel and the woman.For some reason, the monk didn't come after him. He just stood there frowning and looked in another direction. After thinking for a while, he flew up and left. He just glanced here before leaving, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of the three old weasels.

In this way, the three old weasel escaped unharmed.

They didn't know when the monk would come to hunt him down, so they could only rush day and night, and when they flew to the top of Xiao Zhi's mountain, they were all exhausted physically and mentally, and their mana had bottomed out...

Xiao Zhi pondered: "So, the monk is already near Hangzhou?"

According to the description of the old weasel, the young monk is likely to be Fahai, but it is hard to say whether he is still there. His Buddhist practice is very fast wherever he goes, and he may be in Hangzhou or Zhenjiang.It's nerve-wracking, my flying speed is short, so I have to find a way to research a more effective flying speed.

Clues aren't very useful, but better than nothing.

Xiao Zhi waved his hands and said, "Forget it, since you are able to meet me alive, it is fate, let's go, do more good deeds in the future, and avoid dealing with people who practice Taoism before you get the right fruit." The Tao healing magic fell on the old weasel and the woman...

Seeing Xiao Zhi's clear attitude, the old weasel could only bow down and hold his fists, "The elder is merciful, the little demon has insufficient mana, and he will leave if he condenses for a while..."

Watch them sit cross-legged and absorb the Reiki.

Xiao Zhi turned around to enter the small shed, he paused, looked up to the north, there was a white shadow in the dark night clouds, flying fast, it was astonishingly fast!The old weasel felt a sense of crisis on his back, looked up, his pupils constricted violently, and said in a voiceless voice: "It's that monk who came after me!"

The visitor was aggressive.

It was Fa Hai, with a gloomy face, who saw the weasel and Xiao Zhi on the top of the mountain.

Before the people arrived, the voice came first: "Bold evildoer, confuse the world, prepare to accept the law!" The voice was like a bell, resounding and extraordinary.

The whisk on his arm was pulled out violently, shaking in the air: "Dawei Tianlong, Vajra Flame, catch the demon!" A crimson flame sprang out from the end of the whisk, flying towards the sky, and it was more than ten meters long when it came close. Even the grass on the ground is ignited...

The weasels were so frightened that their souls froze, and the old weasel looked at Xiao Zhi beggingly: "Immortal Elder!"

Cultivators do whatever they want, there are vicious ones, there are compassionate ones, there are even eccentric ones, what they did in the last moment may change their minds in the next moment.Who would go up against a comrade for the sake of a goblin?

sizzle.

The vajra flame landed in Xiao Zhi's palm, and thick smoke billowed.

Feeling the scorching temperature, Xiao Zhi recited the magic spell silently, using a steady stream of magic power to generate low temperature to slowly extinguish it, consuming a huge amount of magic power, but recovering quickly.He raised his head and looked at Fahai: "This fellow Taoist, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is dry and everything is dry, he set fire to the mountain, and he is sitting in prison..."

Four words and four words speak quite rhyme, no wonder Fahai likes to say it so much.

(End of this chapter)