Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 158

An alms monk?
Mo Yuan was slightly taken aback. There are very few Buddhist temples in Dongshengshenzhou Taoist Dachang, and there are no monks near this small town.

With some doubts in his heart, Mo Yuan still put down the roast chicken in his hand, and went to open the door for the monk.

There are no monsters near Huaguo Mountain, otherwise Mo Yuan would not dare to choose to live here. Moreover, the monk may be a wandering monk like a Tang monk who learns Buddhist scriptures.

Mo Yuan pushed open the door, but saw a kind-looking fat monk standing at the door, wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, showing his breasts, showing his breasts, and smiling, and people couldn't help but develop a good impression of him.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the poor monk is polite!" The fat monk clasped his hands and bowed politely.

Mo Yuan took out an ingot of broken silver from his bosom, handed it to him, and said: "Master, it's really a misfortune, all I cook today are some meat, but I don't have any food for you, this little money You take it and buy some vegetarian food."

In the world of gods and demons, there are all heavenly Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Although Mo Yuan is used to dislike Buddhist monks, he does not dare to offend these people casually. It is not just talking about having gods. The current cultivation level is too low. Wretched development is king.

Unexpectedly, the fat monk sniffed, stretched out his hand to push away the silver handed over by Mo Yuan, walked into the small courtyard, and said as he walked: "This benefactor, it's not that the poor monk said that killing is harmful to your merit. It is useless to practice!"

Mo Yuan didn't expect this monk to be so bold, he rushed as soon as he said it, and just as he was about to reprimand him, he saw that the fat monk was already standing in front of his grill, staring at the grilled chicken, feeling extremely sorry He said: "Almsgiver, this chicken is really pitiful, how can you be so cruel, alas, whatever, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, I will bury it in the poor monk's five internal organs temple, let the poor monk It's too much!"

I……

Mo Yuan just wanted to give him a supercilious look, and he was still buried in his five internal organs temple. My own five internal organs temple has not been filled yet, okay?

"Great monk, aren't you a vegetarian?" Mo Yuan walked up to him and asked.

The fat monk patted his stomach, and said with a smile: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart. Whether he eats vegetarian or not is decided by the poor monk."

As he said, he handed the roast chicken in his hand to Mo Yuan, and said: "This roast chicken is still three minutes away from cooking, you go ahead, it's better to put more chili and less salt, the poor monk is not very good at spicy food, goodness goodness .”

Eat my chicken and still jiji waiwai!
Mo Yuan complained in his heart, but obediently took the roast chicken, and slowly roasted it on the fire. Judging from his experience of two worlds, this monk acted so carelessly and without any scruples. I'm afraid it's not someone who waits for nothing!

How could an ordinary monk dare to break into the courtyard like this without reason?
Thinking about his trip to Huaguo Mountain to see the fairy fetus of a monkey not long ago, Mo Yuan already had some vague guesses about the identity of the visitor. It must be the Bodhisattva Arhat who guarded the fairy fetus of the monkey!
The roasted chicken was cooked in a while, brushed with some seasonings, Mo Yuan handed it to the fat monk, and asked casually: "I don't know the name of the master yet, where can I practice?"

The fat monk took the grilled chicken and bit into it. His mouth was stuffed. While chewing, he nodded and said, "Not bad... um... not bad, it's a little bit human."

He didn't care about Mo Yuan's question, he ate deliciously for himself, and he ate up a roast chicken in a short time, and finally licked the grease on his fingertips, saying: "How much do you still have?" craft."

During those years in the Swordsman, traveling north and south, it was inevitable that he would have to eat and sleep in the open. After a long time, Mo Yuan's cooking skills can still be justified.

Facing the praise of the fat monk in front of him, although Mo Yuan was thinking about how to get rid of the plague god, he still said calmly: "Master likes it, if you are not full, I will make it for you."

"No need."

The fat monk flicked his teeth while waving his hands. After feeling comfortable, he stood up and said, "You have a lot of secrets hidden in your body. Brother Duobao specially asked the poor monk to invite you back to the mountain and ask a few words. Just follow the poor monk."

Brother Duobao, go back to the mountain!

When Mo Yuan heard these two words, he couldn't help but thump in his heart. The name Duobao, coupled with a monk, among the Three Realms, there is only one person who can bear this title, and that is the Lord of Buddhism who commands three thousand Buddhas. The Duobao Tathagata of Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, the leader of Buddhism on the bright side!
Such a top tycoon who is considered to be supremely powerful in the heavens, just stared at him like this?
Mo Yuan was extremely flustered. After all, he was just a small person in the Golden Core Realm, not even a fairy, so why did he get that Buddha interested?
"Why, you don't want to go?" the fat monk said casually, but a terrifying aura suddenly emanated from his body!

The momentum immediately caused Mo Yuan's whole body to sink. From the inside out, the internal organs, every inch of skin and every drop of blood seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, and he couldn't even breathe.

A great fear arose in Mo Yuan's heart and spread throughout his body. It was the natural fear of low-level beings facing high-level beings far beyond themselves, and it was also a great fear between life and death!

Just when Mo Yuan felt that his body and soul were about to collapse, that aura suddenly disappeared!
"Hoo...go...I'll go..."

Panting heavily, Mo Yuan agreed in a panic, just for a moment, he seemed to have seen the appearance of the gate of hell!
The weak are not qualified to reject the strong, especially the strong who can kill with just one look!
Although Mo Yuan didn't want to get in touch with gods and Buddhas too early, but the situation was such that he could not refuse anything.

"Very good, don't worry, this line of work may not be bad for you, it may have great benefits!" The fat monk laughed.

Mo Yuan can't resist at all, so naturally he can do what you say...

"Let's go!"

The fat monk put one hand on Mo Yuan's shoulder, and was about to leave after using his mana. Unexpectedly, something happened suddenly, and a clear voice suddenly came from the yard: "Little monk, where do you want to go?"

The voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, the fat monk suddenly trembled, and a look of panic appeared on his face, but he saw a young Taoist walking in at the gate of the courtyard, with a half smile on his face Looking at Mo Yuan and the fat monk.

It's him!

When Mo Yuan saw the appearance of this young Taoist, his heart trembled. Who do you think this Taoist is? It is the Taoist in the picture that Mo Yuan saw when he used the Jade Sword in the world of Jade Immortals!

"My little monk has seen..."

There was an ugly smile on the fat monk's face, and he wanted to bow his head to salute, but before he finished speaking, the young Taoist interrupted directly: "Get lost!"

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ps: There is another chapter at eleven o'clock...

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