lord of all phenomena

Chapter 463
Chen Beiming immediately shook the raven's head like a rattle.

Seeing this, Qinghe pondered, "You can understand me."

It nodded immediately. As a heterogeneous bloodline, it is normal to have some spirituality, and it is reasonable to be able to understand human speech.What's more, crows have higher intelligence, but they can't compare with humans.

Qinghe's face sank, and he sighed, "Then you heard what I just said."

It nodded immediately, then shook its head again.

Qinghe said softly: "Don't be afraid, I know many mantras, which one do you like, I will satisfy you."

There was a trace of pity in his eyes.

Chen Beiming cursed in his heart, "Stinky donkey, I don't like any rebirth curses."

If Qinghe didn't realize the Bodhisattva Taoism, Chen Beiming would swallow Qinghe alive even though he was weak now.

Seeing that the raven did not return, Qinghe said: "Then I will read it again later. Don't worry, I ate your meat, and I will do what I promised you. You are not low in wisdom. When the raven wronged you, go down I will definitely be able to be a man in one life. Let me tell you that being a man has a thousand benefits. You can eat delicious food, drink fine wine, see beauties, and see spring flowers, autumn moon, summer rain, winter snow, and you will have special feelings. But you must not become a monk. "

At the end of his speech, he plucked out a handful of the raven's hair, and lamented: "I really envy you. In the next life, I will definitely eat well, drink spicy food, and sleep with the most beautiful girl."

"Oh, you are a mother. I will wish you to be reincarnated as a man. Don't worry, my wish is very spiritual. I am a Bodhisattva." As he spoke, he plucked another handful of the raven's hair.

Chen Beiming yelled.

"This stinky donkey, when I recover my mana, I will definitely send you to the eighteenth level of hell, and you will never be able to recover."

Qing He frowned and said, "You are afraid of pain."

He hesitated for a while, looked at the raven carefully, and couldn't help saying: "You seem to be able to save it."

Chen Beiming pecked his head busy.

Qinghe said: "But the benefits of being a human being are more than what I said. Hey, since I said I will do it, no matter, I will bear some murders. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. In order to let you go to hell earlier Reincarnated as a human, I will plant this evil fruit."

Chen Beiming: "..."

Qinghe was about to kill Raven with a knife, but he suddenly stopped.

Chen Beiming hurriedly suppressed the Yuanshen Yuanyuan that was about to activate, this place was very close to Wuxiang Temple, once he was exposed, even if Qinghe didn't stop it, he might not be able to run very far.

It seems that this monk is still ready to abide by the rules and not to kill.

For the first time, Chen Beiming felt that Bald Donkey's rules and discipline were quite good.

Qinghe said: "I got a cookbook of Jie Niumen earlier, I'll see if there is a recipe for roasting ravens. It doesn't matter if there is no recipe, there must be a recipe for roasting birds, and I can learn from it."

After hearing this, Chen Beiming scolded Qinghe furiously in his heart, how could this dead bald donkey look like a monster, and he likes to play with abuse.

Qinghe took out a cookbook, looked at it for a while, and said, "It would be nice to have grilled wings in honey sauce."

He looked at Chen Beiming's wings, and said, "There's not a lot of meat, but it's okay, I'll eat slowly."

He put together the recipes and was ready to do it.

Chen Beiming couldn't help but despair, thinking to himself: "Damn donkey, I'll fight you."

He was about to fight to the death.

Suddenly, a Buddha's voice swept around, "Qinghe, let you go to the Wuse Nunnery, why are you still dawdling here."

A monk with a thin face appeared out of nowhere.

"Heart escape." Chen Beiming had a lot of knowledge, and he knew that this monk's supernatural powers were terrifying, and he actually practiced heart escape, which is rarely practiced in Buddhism.This method of escape is said to be where the mind comes, and the Dharma body will come.Of course, it is not that exaggerated in fact, but with the cultivation base of the other party's Heavenly Immortal True Monarch, tens of thousands of miles away, a thought will definitely reach it.

The monk immediately looked at the raven, frowned and said, "Do you want to eat it?"

Qing He immediately shook his head, and he said: "This raven was dying. I remembered my uncle's teaching that sweeping the floor may injure the lives of ants, and cherish the moth gauze lamp, so I treated it."

The monk showed suspicion, pointed at the fallen feather and said, "So what?"

Chen Beiming secretly praised, the old monk has sharp eyesight, and the little bald donkey depends on how you explain it.

For the first time, he felt that there were still good people in Wuxiang Temple.

Qinghe Heshi said seriously: "Uncle, didn't you realize that it has three legs? This is exactly the characteristic of its three-legged Golden Crow bloodline. Therefore, it is born with wisdom. When I saw that I rescued it, it volunteered to offer its feathers. Thank you."

Chen Beiming's raven head shook out like a rattle.

Monks don't tell lies, this bald donkey is full of lies, really hateful.

Seeing this, the thin monk sighed and said, "Then how do you explain the restrictions you have placed around?"

Qinghe coughed and said, "Uncle, I'm going to Wuse Nunnery right now. I know you are merciful, so I will continue to treat this raven for you."

After he finished speaking, he immediately cast his escape light and slipped away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The thin monk shook his head and sighed, and said in a low voice: "My nephew and Gu Zhenjun had past entanglements in the mayfly world, so I was lucky enough to rely on that little bit of fate to penetrate a little bit of the mystery of the road of life and death, but unfortunately it is still not enough to control Taoist Qingyang. Spiritual imprint. He has not purified his six sense organs, and Gu Zhenjun also failed to worship in our temple. Could it be that the heavens want to destroy the orthodoxy of my Wuxiang Temple?"

When Chen Beiming heard this, his spirits lifted, and he said to himself, "It's all good."

It immediately thought that no one in Wuxiang Temple's generation could control that thing. In this case, when he regained his full power, he wouldn't have to be too afraid of Wuxiang Temple.

The premise is that Wuxiang Temple don't learn from the Wanxiang sect!
The skinny monk looked at Raven again, and said: "You are indeed a natural alien, forget it, it is fate to save you. I heard that Gu Zhenjun has a spiritual pet who is also your kind. You are very intelligent and have outstanding blood. , after you have been cured, I will ask someone to send you to Yuanjing Peak, if Gu Zhenjun is willing to accept it, you happen to have the same kind of companion as well."

He also has another intention, if Gu Zhenjun is willing to accept Raven, it means that he has no hostility towards Wuxiang Temple, and Wuxiang Temple will not have to face pressure from Tianhe Sect, Sumeru Temple, and Wanxiang Sect at the same time.

The detached status of the three holy places depends on the spiritual imprint of Taoist Qingyang being held by people from generation to generation. If there is no such support, compared with the four sects and five sects of the orthodox Taoism, there is actually not much advantage.

Hearing this, Chen Beiming was as if struck by lightning.

If it is sent to Yuanjing Peak again, if the kid surnamed Gu sees anything, it will be dead without a place to bury it.

Those guys from the Wanxiang sect don't have any good problems.

It thought of the samadhi kamikaze, the sword light, and the mountain of mana at the end, which made the demon terrified.

Now it seems that it is safest to be suppressed by Sumeru Temple.

But Chen Beiming couldn't tolerate resistance, so the thin monk's robe sleeves waved and the raven was tucked into the sleeves.This monk has great supernatural powers, not inferior to that of Chen Beiming when he was in his prime.

Now it is not as good as it was in its heyday, and it has no ability to resist.

(End of this chapter)