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The two demons narrowly escaped death, overjoyed, and after saluting, they dragged their wounded bodies and carefully retreated more than ten feet to show their respect, before flying south at low altitude.

In the past, the horizons of sitting in a well and watching the sky were too narrow. The tall people in this world are really tall.

They couldn't think that it would be too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. The difference in the level of the two sides was too far, and everything became a matter of course, including being beaten.

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Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey flew closer, looked at the monk and didn't speak for a while.

Mo Qingyu and Xinyue didn't come over from a distance, and the old ape told them what happened through voice transmission, the more she listened, the more frightened she became, especially Xinyue, she spent three days with the monk, and they got along very well. The monk spoke funny and pleasantly, but unexpectedly, the monk almost beat the four demons to death in a rage.

Hearing Yuan Xiao's tone, the monk didn't try his best at all, and used a few moves casually.

Seeing Cang Lan who staggered flying towards him, Xin Yue couldn't help but feel inexplicably comfortable in her heart, the smile on the corner of her mouth was restrained, but it still showed.

Cang Lan resentfully.

Ape Xiao suddenly remembered something, and asked via sound transmission: "Xin Yue, what is the name of that master?"

He knew Zhang Guanzhu, the monk and his party, so he came out from the Three-Tailed Demon Fox Department as a guest.

Xinyue was silent for a moment, and said via voice transmission: "It's called Fayuan, the old ape is thinking..." She was a little worried that Yuanxiao would be bad for the monk afterwards, but when she thought that the monk was so powerful, with the shrewdness of the old ape, she probably wouldn't automatically looking for trouble.

"Ah, it's him!"

Ape Xiao blurted out, seeing that everyone was looking at him, he quickly waved his hands and said, "If we disturb you for a long time in the human race's territory, let's go back." The sound transmission told Xin Yue: "Stay for a while, and later help the old ape go to Fa Master Yuan apologizes, please say a few more words, please, please!"

Monk Fayuan of Tianshan Temple is said to be the No.1 of the Shi family in the Great Liang Dynasty most likely to advance to the fourth rank.

Yuan Xiao has a lot of friends and is well-informed. He has heard of this gossip.

No wonder the monk is so powerful that it makes people look up to him, worthy of the name.

Xinyue: "..."

Chapter 444

After observing carefully for a while, and confirming that the monk with the beautiful scenery in front of him and the faint smile on his face has returned to normal and will not go crazy again, Zhang Wenfeng complained: "Monk, are you deliberately arousing the obsession in your heart and putting yourself in danger?"

Then he was frightened, even though it was not dangerous, he must ask clearly.

In order to confirm some of his thinking, the loss cannot be eaten in vain.

The monk fell to the ground, his shoulders slumped, and he stood crookedly, no longer maintaining the demeanor of an eminent monk, and sighed.

"It's almost over. Breaking the precepts is not a joke. It's more dangerous than I imagined to restore my mind and turn to another path of Buddhahood. I didn't deliberately cause obsession, but I just let go of my nature according to the situation. In this way, I tempered my soul and Buddha nature, explored the relationship between heaven and man, and the sea of ​​evil thoughts flooded me, and I almost lost myself. Fortunately, you rescued me in time and used the right method to pull me out of danger."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, not much different from his guess.

The monk is a man of high skill and boldness, others are afraid to avoid his obsession, but the monk let go in a state of unstable mood, his courage is almost reckless, and the monk broke through.

Zhang Wenfeng thought of a possibility, and asked again: "Monk, do you know how to deduce?"

The two walked north side by side and continued the rest of the journey.

The donkey followed ten feet away, not getting too close. It wanted to prevent the monk from going crazy again.

The monk chuckled and raised his eyebrows at the Taoist priest, almost making the Taoist priest so sick that his body was covered in goose bumps.

"I have been practicing Buddhism for nearly 20 years. I have read a lot of books and scriptures. I have learned a lot of miscellaneous arts except that I don't know how to fight. At critical times, there will be a "whim" similar to what you Taoist monks said, and I didn't calculate it too carefully, just let it go based on my feeling, wouldn't you and fellow donkeys help me?"

Hearing the monk re-emphasize the fact that he doesn't know how to fight, the donkey who fell behind suddenly rolled his eyes.

Who?Almost flattened the four old demons to death, and said he couldn't fight.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. After hearing what the monk said, the donkey decided in his heart to read more books in the future.

"I understand. You taught Lu Zijin how to learn the Vajra Lion Roar. That's the cause, and you left yourself a way out."

Zhang Wenfeng deduced from the Huatou that the monk was not reckless and only wanted to die, and he kept his backhand in a more subtle way, and continued: "Since Lu Zijin has saved your life, and repaying the cause for the cause, you don't teach the King Kong Lion Roar It’s complete, it’s just unreasonable.”

"Ah, Daoist Zhang, are you proficient in Taoism's five-element derivation technique, or Taiyi's magic number? Even I saved a hand and didn't teach all the donkey fellow Taoists. You are the real master. , the monk admires it, and admires it from all sides!"

The monk expressed his surprise exaggeratedly, and his temper seemed very jumpy.

"I don't know how to deduce. I'm tired of doing calculations every day. I just cheated you casually. Look at you, monk, you are dishonest."

Zhang Wenfeng laughed.

The monk touched his bald head angrily, and said repeatedly: "You are ruthless! You are ruthless!"

Beckoning to the donkey behind, Chuanyin told the donkey some secrets of the Vajra Lion's Roar, and told the donkey not to spread the law to outsiders. The monk even broke the precept of killing, and he didn't care if he taught the donkey a practice.

The donkey knew everything, and finally understood the reason why he couldn't roar the six-character mantra, so excited that the donkey brayed a few times, and fell back to ponder the Vajra Lion Roaring Technique.

The monk had already seen Xinyue and another strange female cultivator following far behind him. He did not allow the two to approach immediately. He had to talk to the Taoist priest about some things. No, he couldn't hold it in his heart, and couldn't vomit quickly, so he asked through sound transmission:

"Zhang Daochang, may I ask which Buddhist scripture you recited earlier, which scripture came from? Can you tell the monk?"

Zhang Wenfeng asked back: "Master Fayuan, have you read all the Buddhist scriptures in the temples of the Great Liang Dynasty?"

The monk shook his head in surprise: "There are as many scriptures and scriptures as there are stars in the Buddhist scriptures. The monks have only read one or two. Every temple has its own scriptures that are kept secret, and the monks can't read them."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I occasionally read a few pages of fragmented scriptures of the Shi family, and wrote down a few lines of scriptures that are quite intriguing. I really don't know which scriptures they came from, and the fragments of scriptures have long since disappeared. "

Push it away completely, lest the monks pester and ask the whereabouts of the remnant scriptures.

He also really can't remember such a long "Pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata's Original Vow Merit Sutra". As a Taoist priest, it is reasonable to dabble in Buddhist scriptures occasionally, so what is it like to remember too much?

Disappointment was written on the monk's face, and he still did not give up, clasped his hands together and said: "Master Taoist, if you think about it again, it's good if you can think of some, this scripture is very unusual, the monk traded it for treasures, please, please! "

Even though he was in a crisis before, he was actually like a drunk person, his consciousness was still sober, but he couldn't control his own evil thoughts and actions. He memorized all the scriptures that the Taoist priest had read, and he naturally rhymed the scriptures in his mind.

It was also that scripture that aroused the remnant Buddha nature in his heart, coupled with the roar of the donkey, gave him a chance to breathe, and broke free again and again.

Fa Yuan, who is familiar with the Buddhist scriptures, judged the value of the scriptures through a few sentences, and it is a relic that has never been handed down in the temples of the Great Liang Dynasty. Otherwise, such meaningful scriptures, Even if the other family keeps secrets, they should have heard of it.

Excavating the remains is a great merit for him, how could he give up so easily?

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Monk, you are embarrassing people. Let me think about it again...Monk, you wouldn't trade that wooden fish for scriptures, would you?"

The monk struggled and wrinkled his face and said: "You can take out the whole scripture, monk, I will go all out today, so why not exchange the wooden fish for you? It's just that you can't use the Buddha treasure, and you can put it on the shelf if you hold it."

"A gentleman does not take what others like. It is a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me, monk!"

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands, thought carefully, and slowly recited the scriptures he had memorized. Even if it was incomplete, it didn't matter if it didn't match up. The true temperament shown by the monk made him feel like a monk.

His current cultivation base and status are no longer as good as they used to be. He needs to hide them and dare not reveal them easily, for fear of causing trouble for himself.

The monk silently wrote down every word. After Daoist Zhang stumbled and finished reading, he quickly took out the pen, ink and paper, spread it out in the air, wrote down the memorized scriptures one by one on the paper, and asked Daoist Zhang to proofread it again, and he could get a pattern He is already very satisfied with the huge fragments of Buddhist scriptures.

Putting away the ink scroll, the monk thought for a while, took out a roll of yellowed rice paper from the wooden fish space in his sleeve, and said: "This is a chance I got by accident when I visited the Great Ying Dynasty the year before last. It is better to give a man a fish." Teaching people how to fish, this 'Landscape Shifting Talisman' is more practical than the few Buddha treasures I will give you that you don't need."

In order to thank Guanzhu Zhang for his previous help and a fragment of a Buddhist scripture, he took out a treasure.

Otherwise, the cause and effect cannot be repaid.

When Zhang Wenfeng heard the words "Shanshui Nianyi Talisman", he was immediately very interested. He had seen a monk cast the Nesting Talisman, so he received it unceremoniously, and unfolded the ancient scroll. Inside was a mysterious painting scroll dripping with ink, with a few on the side text interpretation.

"Confucian Gossamer Academy 'Painting Talisman'!"

"Zhang Daochang has good eyesight. This is a painting talisman obtained from a relic. Presumably, with Zhang Daochang's ingenuity, you can make a talisman after practicing landscape painting for a few years."

The monk is not surprised that Zhang Daoshi knows how to draw talismans, and he is a master who can cultivate to a comfortable state, and he is well-informed.

But if he wants to successfully draw the symbols, Zhang Daochang has to work hard to practice his painting skills.

He "knows a little" about everything, and it's easy to draw. It took several months to draw this talisman, but the success rate is terrible.

Zhang Wenfeng was not in a hurry to delve into the talisman in his hand. It was the first time he came into contact with the magical talisman when Zhong Wenyong taught him the "Oriental Wood Fire Luminous Talisman". symbol.

After all, he is indeed a monk who has a little understanding of the "Law of Karma". This gift was sent to his heart.

Lu Xin'er, who had been listening quietly on the donkey's back without a word, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Monk, the temple master can draw."

"Oh, that's better."

The monk didn't take it to heart, there is a big difference between being able to draw pictures and being able to draw symbols.

It is difficult to draw a god in a symbol, and the artistic conception comes first.

Chapter 445 Palm and Eyes

After chatting about the business, the monk stopped to meet and exchange greetings with Xin Yue and Mo Qingyu who were following him. He declined the invitation to live in Guizailing for a few days.

According to Yuan Xiao's request, Xin Yue apologized sincerely for the offending actions of the four demons.

The monk's disturbance has earned her many unspeakable benefits, because everyone knows that the monk is her friend.

After a delay, the two of them, a donkey, and three hidden spirits continued to set off, walking in the wilderness and wilderness, heading for Shizhu County.

Mo Qingyu watched the group of figures disappear into the distance, and extended an invitation to Xinyue: "Fellow Taoist Xinyue, do you have time to sit in Guizailing? We are two close neighbors, and we will spend a lot of time dealing with each other in the future. help."

"Originally, I thought that I would post a post to visit Fellow Daoist Mo after the tribal affairs were settled. It is better to meet you by chance, so I will bother Fellow Daoist Mo today, please!"

"Fellow Daoist Xinyue, please!"

The two women whispered a few polite words and flew to the northwest.

Zhang Wenfeng sent a message to Protector Xie in Zhoucheng, briefly describing the events that monk Fayuan from Tianshan Temple traveled to Nanjiang Prefecture, where four monsters clashed in Huanye wasteland and Broken Moon Demon Forest, and almost killed Canglan, etc. Together with their upcoming itinerary, let us know.

This is what it should mean, and the record on the surface will save you unnecessary trouble in the follow-up walk.

Even if he didn't take the initiative to send a message, Mo Qingyu would still report what happened today.

He didn't hide it from the monk, and asked the monk specifically if he wanted to go to the state city for a tour, and he came as a guide.

The monk shook his head and refused, saying that if there is a chance in the future, it would be better to travel to the mountains and rivers of the Da'an Dynasty, and then invite Daoist Zhang to accompany him.

Afterwards, the monk walked in silence all the way. The monk shook his strides, his sleeves were wide, his feet didn't touch the ground, and his eyes were lost and thoughtful.

It seems that the mind wanders away, turning a blind eye to the surrounding scenery.

Zhang Wenfeng was always paying attention to the status of the monk, seeing that the monk would not make trouble again, so he gave up.

The donkey fell far behind, braying a few times from time to time, frightening wild animals of all sizes in the grass and woods to run away in a hurry. The three elves occasionally flew out of the tree house to play, playing the tree harp most of the time. happy.

The soothing music is indifferent and peaceful, and the abrupt roar of the donkey is washed away.

Crossing mountains and crossing mountains, stepping on water every time.

Walk at sunrise and sleep in the open at sunset.

They inspected two large wastelands along the way. On the morning of the fourth day, the group arrived at Baihuling in Xiahe County.

Xie Hufa replied earlier, telling him the identity of the monk Fayuan, and he has already helped to handle the report to Chongzhou, just go, implicitly implying that Guanzhu Zhang will try his best to make friends with Fayuan, and when they need to come forward, a summons will be done .

Monk Fayuan came here as a private person, so Guanzhu De Zhang contacted him as a friend.

It was already early summer at this time, and the Baihuling area had the phenomenon of lush green grass in the southwest and even the west, and the bareness and lack of vitality in other directions, the contrast was obvious.

"This place... is interesting!"

The monk flew in the air with Zhang Guanzhu, overlooking the strange scene below, with a look of exploration in his eyes, circled and checked carefully, followed Zhang Guanzhu to the grass on the west hillside, sniffed his nose and said:

"There are spirits from heaven and earth performing kung fu here. What a guy, what a brave man, he brought the dead back to life seven or eight miles away with his own power. The merits are immeasurable! This interrupted mountain is not simple. Look at the dry streams, rivers, valleys, and the direction of the rocks. The mountain god arranged the green water to green mountain bureau.

It's not right, it's not a mountain god, it's a predicament arranged by the Lord of the Land. It's a pity that the Lord of the Land took away the vitality of this place and returned it to the earth for atonement. The monk has never seen the living gods hundreds of years ago. The gods of mountains and rivers are almost precipitated, and they don't have that taste. "

The sum of what the monk said on the road in the past few days is not as much as now.

There was a sparkle in his eyes, and he swiped the two fingers of his left hand in the air, speaking casually, describing several major events that happened here as if he had witnessed them with his own eyes.

Zhang Wenfeng walked to the place where the elm tree demon Yu Baiwan Sangong used to be. On the hillside, there were several small elm saplings two or three feet high growing, a section higher than the grass. The mountain wind blew, and the young leaves swayed gently.

Squatting down, he stretched out his hand to caress the leaf of the nearest small elm tree. The sapling competing with the green grass for sunlight, rain and dew, was full of vitality and did not need his extra care. He still gave it a little bit of wood nourishment.

Select and tell the tortuous stories of Di Gongweiyan and Yu Wanwan to interested monks.

The success or failure turned empty, the green hills were still there, and the sunset was red several times.

The elves that have lived for more than 1000 years and the gods who have lived for hundreds of years each have their own way of life, and they all choose to return to the world, which is a kind of helplessness and a kind of understanding.

The monk was silent for a moment, and said to the three little elves flying in the air: "This place is good, it can be resurrected from the dead, the dead tree can be regenerated, and it can be revived after being broken. You can consider it."

Lu Xiner blinked her eyes, she couldn't see the mystery of this place.

So far, this place is far from meeting their needs. The vitality is expensive and the wood is thin, but the monk's serious words make her a little tempted.

The monk smiled and said: "Don't worry, you can take another look and compare more, this place will be very different after ten years, so you have to start early, otherwise the good place won't be your turn."

He knows a lot of things, using the "law of cause and effect" to roughly calculate, the phenomenon of prosperity.

The fate of being accompanied by listening to music and dancing all the way is worthy of his attention for the little fairies. Whether you listen to it or not is also a matter of fate.