Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 248 45. Wild Boar Essence, Qingliang Temple swallows Zhiyun

Mo Xian entered Diya Ridge. It wasn't until this moment that he fully understood why the big pit was called Tongtian Pit. For Diya Ridge or his world, it really reached the sky. What it opened was the gap between the two worlds. aisle.

You can see the blue sky and white clouds outside, and when you plunge into it, you find that everything has disappeared. There are countless colorful lights flashing in front of your eyes, and there are no people around. The seven of them came, and they were also separated at this time. He was already in the sky above a large swamp surrounded by mountains, but none of his companions were seen.

Mo Xian released his spiritual sense and checked the surrounding tens of miles. They were not there, and he understood in his heart that Tongtiankeng seemed peaceful, but hidden secrets. I am afraid that everyone has their own fate.

Where is he? He needs to find someone to ask. He looked up at the sky, and based on the direction of the sun, he preliminarily determined his position. There was no one around here. As the situation gradually slowed down, he decided to try his luck in the south first.

He headed south and flew several hundred miles, and saw a temple in the distance, and was overjoyed, so he flew in that direction.

The abbot, Zen Master Zhiyun, has been very troubled these days. Qingliang Temple is a Dharma Xingzong monastery. There is no introduction to practice, but only theory. It's just talking about it, but it doesn't have any effect at all. In this mountain, there is a wild boar who has cultivated into a spirit. Zen Master Zhiyun walked very close to him, and learned some breathing guidance techniques from the wild boar spirit. Now he is 20 years old, and everyone thinks that his Dharma is superb.

But the wild boar spirit is more lustful, he often rapes and rapes women, and cannibalize people at every turn. Recently, someone begged him on the head. How dare he provoke the wild boar spirit as a mortal monk? , today it should be called the scourge of wild boar spirit.

Ordinary people can still say this, but the wild boar spirit has recently harmed the county magistrate's concubine. The county magistrate was furious and called several groups of people to surrender him, but the wild boar spirit ate them all.

The county magistrate begged Zen Master Zhiyun of Qingliang Temple, but Zen Master Zhiyun faltered and evaded, he would not dare to be an enemy of the wild boar spirit, let alone the wild boar spirit is his friend.

The magistrate of the county failed several times and became angry. He directly used his official position to suppress people and asked him to catch the demon within three days. Otherwise, all the monks in Qingliang Temple would be returned to vulgarity.
Zen Master Zhiyun was reluctant to part with this foundation. In the monastery, he was highly respected and enjoyed the glory. He has not lived enough to live to such an old age.

In the past few days, he was so worried that he didn't think about eating and drinking, and there was nothing he could do, just like ants on a hot pot.

Mo Xian put down his light, straightened his clothes, and walked slowly towards Qingliang Temple. Although Qingliang Temple is located in the deep mountains, the incense is still good. In addition, there have been monsters recently, but Qingliang Temple has nothing to do, and the number of people has increased.

Mo Xian saw a member of staff, and raised his hand: "Old member, Wan Sheng is a foreigner, and he has been in the mountains for a few days, where is this place?"

"Are you staying in this mountain for a few days?" The expression on the member's face changed.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mo Xian asked strangely.

"There are monsters here!" Yuanwai looked around and said mysteriously.

"Oh, I would like to hear more about it!" Mo Xian became interested.

"We are located in Hangzhou in the south of the Song Dynasty, near the Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea. This place is called Yushan..." He told everything he knew, and Mo Xian knew that he was already in this world. He didn't expect that Mo Xian was not a person in this world at all. Under Mo Xian's ingenious guidance, he had an understanding of this world. There are more than a dozen countries in this world, and the largest three are Song, Liao and Jin. Among them, there is Diya Ridge. Diya Ridge has a very detached status. It is said that there are immortals and Buddhas in it, and there are also Taoism and Buddhism in the world.

Mo Xian figured out where he was, and was very interested in the wild boar spirit here. According to outsiders, Zen Master Zhiyun has great powers, and the wild boar spirit dared not offend him, so he was safe and sound in the deep mountains.

Mo Xian flashed a hint of doubt, Buddhism is not merciful, watching the goblin play tricks, that Zen master Zhiyun actually talked about cause and effect, saying that the victim owed debts in the previous life, could it be that the wild boar spirit was raised by his family, or was he threatening himself?

Mo Xian didn't think about other aspects, he himself misunderstood, because the eminent monks he met, no matter good or evil, were all supernatural powers, so he didn't think about other aspects. It is usually effective to measure everything by experience, but in some special cases, it often goes astray.

He decided to go to see Zen Master Zhiyun. Since he came here, of course he first went to pay a visit to the owner of this place.

When he arrived at the temple, the Zhike monk was accompanying a layman. The layman said, "Master, can we ask Zen master Zhiyun to subdue this wild boar spirit?"

The Zhike monk shook his head and said: "The ancestor has been busy retreating recently, and has stopped asking about world affairs, let alone you, and we will not see each other."

Mo Xian looked at this red-faced, fat-headed and big-eared monk. This monk had no kung fu, not even worldly kung fu. He felt a little strange. Could there be a Qingliang Temple? There is something behind, at least a little trace.

Mo Xian stepped forward and clasped his hands together: "Master, I have come from a long way to pay my respects to Zen Master Zhiyun, can I see Zen Master?"

"If you want to see a Zen master, you should have a certain status. Please show the famous thorn!" The monk Zhike was polite and arrogant. The famous thorn is equivalent to the current business card, which is not owned by ordinary people.

Mo Xian sighed, he can't take out the famous thorn, but he can take it out in person, but this is a deception, he still doesn't know that the so-called Zen Master Zhiyun is a common man, he thought he was an expert Well, if you are an expert, playing these little tricks in front of him, you will not be on the stage.

"I've come from a long way, can you accommodate me!"

"No! The patriarch won't see any cats or dogs, you'd better go!" Seeing that Mo Xian was alone, and the clothes were not luxurious, he didn't know that Mo Xian's cassock was impervious to water and fire. The Yuxian Sect was a big sect, but From the point of view of following the Tao, the clothing is not luxurious, even if the function is perfect, it does not show outside, most of them are dusty.

Mo Xian smiled: "Then, where is Zen Master Zhiyun retreating?"

He just thought that his subordinates were pretending to be majestic, so he smiled slightly, but he was not angry. After practicing self-cultivation, his heart gradually calmed down, so he appeared very calm.

"Go, go!" The monk Zhike hurried away.

Mo Xian sighed again, this time he resorted to deception: "Master, why don't you get angry, I'm just a guest from afar, just asking where Master Zhiyun lives, a monk, isn't it better than a layman. "

I didn't want to use magic at first, but the other party didn't know good from bad, so I didn't have to practice leisurely, my heart was already unmoved, but I could untie it at will. Practice is not to make people into idiots, but to be more flexible and free from all kinds of restrictions in the world.

As soon as the mind-confusing technique came out, the Zhike monk froze for a moment, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't help but say where Zhiyun was retreating.

Mo Xian ignored him, and walked back directly, the layman was very surprised, he didn't understand magic, and his attitude was very different before and after meeting the guest monk, as if it was because of Mo Xian's words.

Mo Xian walked into the monk's room and went directly to Zhiyun's meditation room. When he reached the door of the meditation room, he was stunned, because in his spiritual sense, there was only an old man in the middle of the door, at most he was only interested in health preservation, and he had no entry into cultivation.

The door opened, Zen Master Zhiyun came out, saw Mo Xian, Mo Xian also saw him.

"Benefactor, what is the purpose of coming here?" Zhiyun asked.

"Are you Zen Master Zhiyun?"

"I am, who are you?"

Mo Xian suddenly felt that he had been deceived, and then he couldn't help laughing. He actually had prejudices. No wonder people's habits are hard to change. Buddhism says that knowledge is obstructed, and Taoism says that people should be detached from things and objectively. When looking at things, the ordinary heart is the way, and the sincerity does not deceive me!
Mo Xian turned around and left, unconsciously singing:
Cultivate morality, keep the essence and unite with the heart of heaven;
Over the years, we have penetrated through things and the body, and should not be confused by the dreamer.

After singing, ahh, he laughed loudly. He understood that his state of mind had passed another level. Zen Master Zhiyun was puzzled. At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the wind moved in all directions. Mo Xian sniffed and heard Feeling a ghostly smell, he stopped, and looked at Zen Master Zhiyun with something special in his eyes. At first, he thought that he was wrong, so this monk has a problem. I heard that he is 20 years old, and his body is still strong. Not being harmed by the demon, the surrounding villages, and even the concubine of the county magistrate are unavoidable, this monk must be related to this demon.

In the mountains and forests, the pines roared furiously, and all the pilgrims said that there was such a strong wind.

As soon as the wind died down, a figure fell into the backyard: black face with short hair, long beak and big ears; wearing a golden armor, holding a Zhangbaxuan flower axe.

As soon as he landed in the yard, he shouted: "Zhiyun, you old fellow, I taught you the law of longevity, but you want to take me, is there any such thing?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xian understood that this old monk lived such a long time, he had obtained the magic of the goblin. At first, Mo Xian was surprised that the Buddhist kung fu did not pursue the longevity of the body, but eventually returned to extinction. Now I understand, that's how it is.

Zhiyun's face turned pale: "Your Majesty is just joking, how dare I, the county magistrate has begged several times, but I have always refused, how could you take your Majesty!"

Mo Xian smiled: "You are the wild boar spirit, I am here today to get you!"

"You betrayed me!" The wild boar spirit roared at Zhiyun in anger, opened his mouth, his mouth full of fangs snapped, and bit Zhiyun in half with a click.

"Old man, the meat is too old, it's dry and tasteless, but you have thick and juicy meat." The wild boar spirit chewed a few mouthfuls with his mouth open, and spit Zhiyun's body on the ground with a bah sound. Poor Zhiyun In front of outsiders, he always looks like an eminent monk, but he was bitten in half by the wild boar spirit.

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