Fu Canglu

Chapter 434 Appetite is so big that he can swallow a Bodhisattva

Chapter 434 Appetite is so big that he can swallow a Bodhisattva

There is a pair of couplets in front of the gate of Darong Temple.

In the dead of night, Qingshi came outside the temple alone, with his hands behind his sleeves, he raised his head with an old-fashioned appearance and stared at the couplet that he was so familiar with.

"Drums in the morning and bells in the evening wake up the famous and wealthy people in the world."

"By sounding the Buddha's call, call back the lost people in the sea of ​​suffering."

He read out the contents of the couplet word by word very slowly and softly, his eyes were clear.

He doesn't know what's going on outside.

Now that he has been severely wounded, after entering the immortal monument, there may be fortune, or disaster.

Back in front of the Darong Temple, Qingshi and Yi Xiao tried their tricks. After easily breaking the little highness's finger, sword and lotus flower, he once reminded Yi Xiao to pay attention to the fairy tablet in the South China Sea.

Inside the immortal stele, there is cause and effect.

After His Highness left, Qingshi received the invitation.

He has been thinking about a question.

What is the cause and effect of this fairy monument?
Qingshi is located in the hinterland of Qiliang, the Darong Temple in Yangguan Valley, thousands of miles away, he can still feel the attraction of that immortal monument to him.

It was an emotion similar to temptation and desire, which stirred, pulled, and scratched slightly in my heart.

Qingshi had a great premonition.

He will get a great fortune in the South China Sea!

But after the battle with Ye Shisanzi Mansion, his soul was broken and his cultivation level plummeted. If there were no elixir that His Royal Highness received from Great Alchemy Su, he would almost die and fall to Fufeng Mountain.

But after holding on to that confidence, Qingshi's premonition became stronger and stronger.

A great fortune is waiting for me.

He clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name softly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Burn incense on top.

The soul that was seriously injured after the battle with Ye Shisan was carefully and cautiously spread out by him at this moment, turning into wisps of ethereal thin threads, probing out of the world.

The more Qingshi probed, the more dignified his face became.

This world is ridiculously large, and it is no different from what I remember.

There must be what he remembers in his memory.

What he had never seen, what he did not remember, became a blur.

In this world, there is only one person.

None of the Buddhist camps that followed him into the monument were included.

"Is it separated?" Qingshi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

It will be dawn soon, and after dawn, the prince of the Southern Dynasty that the master mentioned will come to the Darong Temple to seek fate.

The voice in Qingshi's heart was peaceful and did not sound again.

Qingshi who has opened the three Buddhist supernatural powers, after the soul is stabilized, the Taoist heart is no longer bewitched.

This world constructed purely by his own memory seems to be permeated by a strange breath all the time.

It hangs down from the dome, seeps out from the ground, and spreads towards itself.

Like a string doll, trying to pull and manipulate myself.

Qingshi squinted his eyes, the green robes around his body fluttered slightly, his youthful body was tender and short, but there were huge talisman and thunder light vibrations, and with a slight shake, he cut off all these invisible threads.

When these silk threads seeped out from the dome, Qingshi knew what the so-called fairy stele and fortune were.

At this moment, Qingshi's face was calm, he raised his head and looked directly at the sky, and said two words in a very dignified manner with no expression on his face.

"joke."

He is the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha, how could he be contaminated by these filthy things in the ghost gate?

Not clean, not lawless.

Qingshi calmly thought about something.

The ghost gate that was sealed in the wasteland was indescribable, and the aura when he escaped from the trap stirred something deep in his soul.

So the scattered memories in my mind began to piece together.

Qingshi's complexion is covered with a solemn look, which is fleeting, and green lotuses appear in his pupils, which is also fleeting. The whole person is only holy and dignified for a moment, and he is re-formed in the Darong Temple with Master Liansheng. The humble little monk who practiced.

He looked at the entire Darong Temple, and then looked around the temple and the outside of the temple. Looking at it now, these scenes blurred in his pupils, like a mirror image.

The stele that remained in the human world for countless years was believed to be a stele of immortality. Generation after generation, it was contaminated with the atmosphere of the world, and it really almost became a "monument of immortality".

On the South China Sea Island, Qingshi didn't notice it, even if he looked carefully with the great Buddhist supernatural power, it was difficult to see the clue.

Now that I am on the scene, and by chance, I first saw the source of this silently buried "good fortune".

The devil, who had escaped from the trap in the wilderness, wanted to eat human flesh and was about to lose his mind. He didn't hesitate to sacrifice a lot of treasures to set up such a tempting trap, which has lured practitioners in the world to jump one after another over the years.

It's a pity that he never got out of trouble, and the good fortune in the stele was picked up again and again.

A business that loses money to the extreme.

Qingshi sneered.

The silk thread of the puppet hanging from the dome is entangled with the puppet that emerged from the ground. It never spread directly towards the bluestone, but wrapped the entire Darong Temple. puppet.

Qingshi didn't pay any attention to it, and glanced indifferently at the silk thread tens of feet away.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Houqing, your appetite is really big. If you dare to speak with this Bodhisattva, you won't be afraid of breaking your teeth?"

Now that Qingshi is aware of the illusion, it is possible to stay out of it, and he can be an outsider, and it is not impossible to even walk out of the illusion of the fairy stele.

But he just waited quietly for the dawn to come.

Waiting for that Hou Qing to use means against himself.

Now his soul, only three of the six realms have been gathered, and there is still a long way to go before returning to the peak.

The memory of Ksitigarbha's reincarnation came back bit by bit.

Qingshi held his breath and rested his mind, one after another the vivid faces in his memory were passing by in his mind. There were several big devils, ghosts big and small, ghosts and monsters, except for those who would willingly fall into the devil and enter his dojo in order to live forever. Practitioners in the world, almost all the rest are remembered again.

Qingshi slowly opened his eyes, on the surface he was calm and calm, but in his heart it was the complete opposite.

He finally understood where the great fortune he had sensed came from.

I lost the most important strand of my soul back then, and half of it stayed in my dojo after I failed to break the catastrophe.

Hou Qing stole the most important part of his soul, and integrated it into the stele in order to keep the stele in the world.

During the long years, that half of the soul has been integrated into the stele.

If Hou Qing manipulates himself, he can control the half ray of Jizo's soul in the immortal stele. From then on, the entire Ksitigarbha Taoist Temple and many ancient Buddhist restrictions will be opened by that half ray of Jizo's soul.

It is not impossible to even open the ghost gate in advance.

Qingshi suddenly raised his head and stared at the surroundings, the invisible silk thread entangled and formed a locked perfect circle, locking the entire Darong Temple.

It turns out that these silk threads are not restrained, but rejected.

Seal all the entrances that can leave the world of immortal monuments.

Let Qingshi stay here forever.

(End of this chapter)

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