Become a legend in Hong Kong

Guoqing Temple.

Jianglong walked in front carrying a bamboo pole with a chicken leg hanging on the long rope at the end of the bamboo pole. Using food as a temptation, he fished Fuhu all the way over.

Liao Wenjie followed at the end, saying rejection but still approaching honestly.

"Hehehe, Brother Jie, I knew that you have compassion and are destined to be my Buddha, so you will definitely help me."

Jiang Long raised his brows. All his magic power remained in heaven, but now he only regained the memories before reincarnation. Although his otherworldly realm allowed him to use a mortal body to display some magical powers, a mortal body is a mortal body, and some things are beyond his ability. insufficient.

Having a land god by his side can save him a lot of trouble. Even if the higher-ups secretly do evil things, as long as he doesn't come in his true form with a shameless appearance, everything will be in vain.

After all, he is a terrestrial immortal, and his magical powers are powerful enough to rank in the immortal class. The only difference is a piece of paper.

And judging from Liao Wenjie's appearance, he is not following the path of spiritual cultivation. He is very open to both Buddhism and Taoism, and he is more than enough to be a protector wherever he goes.

"You think too much. I am not helping you, but myself."

Liao Wenjie shook his head. He came to Guoqing Temple to meet Abbot Fakong and had several questions to ask.

When I asked the question last time, the old monk hesitated and talked in circles with him, but this time I had to explain it clearly no matter what.

One thing to say, until these problems are solved, Liao Wenjie really doesn't dare to interfere in the bet between the Dragon Subduing Arhat and the gods.

Judging from this journey of refining the mind, Fahai is definitely not the protagonist. According to conscience and reason, Fahai has just gone astray. He is essentially a good monk and cannot and is not qualified to be the final boss.

Two snakes are even more impossible. Although they are very knowledgeable and have good methods, they have repeatedly put Liao Wenjie in danger, but he gritted his teeth and got through this little hardship. The elite monsters are not a concern and cannot be judged. The professional title of BOSS.

After much deliberation, the protagonist can only be the subdued dragon. Even if it is based on his appearance, Liao Wenjie is inclined to this conclusion.

Now comes the problem. Jiang Long offends people everywhere in the sky, makes a bet with his bold words, and descends to earth to change the fate of three unlucky people from the ninth generation. For such a big situation, Liao Wenjie weighed his own 100-pound golden body. He felt very Self-knowledge means being unable to follow.

But then again, the situation on the road to refining the heart is so big, what's the point of throwing him in?

Not thinking about Sister Qi, Liao Wenjie pondered for a moment and decided to ask Abbot Fakong. If he could answer a few of his questions accurately, he would have no worries.

"Yes, this is it."

The moment he stepped into the gate of Guoqing Temple, Jiang Long was keenly aware of the seemingly non-existent feeling of blood connection. Many years ago, he reincarnated and cultivated a golden body in this Guoqing Temple.

Bang!

A wisp of white smoke exploded, and an old man holding a mahogany staff emerged from the ground. He was tall, thin and slim, and he looked very cultivated at first glance.

"Brother, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." The old man stepped forward and grabbed Jianglong's wrist, pulling him towards the main hall.

"Brother, who are you?"

"I am the land here, and I was ordered to protect your golden body. Now that you are here, my mission is over."

The Lord of the Earth was relieved, so he used a trick to blind him and led Jianglong into the main hall, slipped all the way to the back hall, and quietly pointed at a golden corpse surrounded by flowers in the center.

Sitting in a golden body, the body's relics will remain incorruptible for thousands of years.

Jiang Long looked at the golden body, and the sitting corpse slowly raised its head, its upper and lower jaws opened and closed, as if they were talking to him.

"Wonderful!"

A ball of golden light exploded in Jianglong's eyes, and he shook his head violently, throwing away the golden light in his eyes.

With this golden body, he can keep his physical body immortal and travel freely through the three realms. With a free land immortal as a protector, he will have nothing to fear no matter what plots and tricks come his way.

After subduing the dragon and obtaining the golden body, the Earth God's mission was completed. He wiped the sweat from his head, swayed in place and burrowed into the ground, leaving a trail of green smoke rising.

Jianglong waved goodbye to him, and was about to leave when he found that the blindness on his body was removed. He looked at the statue of Guanyin Buddha in the center of the hall, put his hands together and bowed.

Abbot Fakong emerged from the corner and said in surprise: "Hey, aren't you cultivating a relationship? When did you come here?"

"It turns out to be Abbot Fakong, great, I was just looking for you!"

Jianglong rubbed his hands and stepped forward, hugged Fakong's shoulders, and looked familiar to everyone: "It's a long story, so I'll make it short. The Li Xiuyuan you know is no longer there. He is the reincarnation of Jianglong Arhat, that is, Me, I am the Dragon Subduer."

"ah……"

"This time I came down to earth to do some important things that concern the common people. As for what they are, you don't have to worry about them."

Jiang Long tugged Fakong's long eyebrows: "Looking at your appearance, your qualifications are average, and you will definitely not do much in the future. I think you have been eating fast and chanting Buddha in Guoqing Temple for many years, and you have no merit but hard work. I will give you some face and give you a shout. Master, how is it, isn’t it interesting?”

"..."

Fakong winked, his left eye was confused and his right eye was confused. The young monks beside him glared at Jianglong and couldn't bear his crazy words.

"Abbott, he is a lunatic. Just ignore him and drive him out."

"But I think he speaks clearly and clearly, not like a madman, and I have admired him since he was very young."

Fakong smiled and said to the young monk, "Go and bring that monk's robe."

"Okay, Abbot."

The young monk bowed his head and left, feeling indignant. He didn't want to take advantage of Li Xiuyuan, who pretended to be the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, so he took a tattered monk's robe from the utility room.

"Perfect!"

Jianglong was overjoyed when he saw it. He took it and put it on his body with both hands, stabilizing the dirty and smelly monk's hat: "Master, according to our practice, you can give me a Buddhist name."

"Seeing how crazy you are, just call me Ji Dian."

"What a good name. If it weren't for your mediocre magic power, Master, I would have suspected that you were the reincarnation of a big boss."

Subduing the Dragon... No, it should be called Ji Dian now. He smiled and hugged Fakong's head, patted it in his arms, and was extremely satisfied with his appearance and name.

Bang! !

At this moment, a wail came, and several beggars stumbled in at the entrance of Guoqing Temple. The clothes are in rags, the nose is bruised and the face is swollen. He used to be an elder Sun, but now he is only one junior brother Sha away from the second senior brother.

What followed was a group of burly men, led by a black-robed man with long hair shawl and blazing eyebrows, who looked like a complete villain.

The ninth evil man Yuan Batian.

"Hiss, if you are so lucky, the evil man of the ninth generation comes to visit."

Ji Dianwang was overjoyed. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a beggar among the group of beggars. There was a sloppy beggar with particularly outstanding qualifications. He was born to be a beggar. Another puff of cold air entered his mouth: "The ninth generation beggar is here too. It couldn't be any better." , that’s for sure!”

"Yuan Batian!!"

Unlike Jidian, the pilgrims in the temple turned pale with fright when they saw Yuan Batian and a group of lackeys. They protected their wives and daughters and ran towards the back door of the temple.

"Hahaha, wherever you go, leave them all for me."

Yuan Batian waved his hand, not bothering to talk to the stinky beggar, and asked his younger brothers to rush into the hall. He wanted to beg for a few children in front of the Guanyin statue.

Over the past year, he has either been scolded or scolded every day. His reputation has been completely lost and he has almost become a laughing stock after dinner.

But it doesn't matter. He hasn't been beaten to death so many times. The other party obviously has concerns. In this case, he has nothing to be afraid of.

Today, after his injuries had healed, he couldn't wait to recruit his lackeys, hoping to revive Yuan Batian's reputation for being able to stop children from crying.

The monks were so frightened that they closed the palace door tightly, while Jidian rubbed his hands and stepped forward, blocking Yuan Batian and his lackeys alone.

"Stinky monk, you... I beep, why do you stink so much?"

"How can I call him a smelly monk if he doesn't smell bad? Donor, don't you think so?"

Ji Dian raised his eyebrows, and his smile was extremely kind (yin) and sad (dang). If it were any other monk, this smile might be very dramatic, but he can control it perfectly, making people feel that he is a eminent monk, and at the same time, he also feels that He is extremely weak.

"MD, his smile is uglier than mine, let me crush him!"

…

In the main hall, Abbot Fakong squatted in front of the door and carefully looked out. He saw Ji Dian alone surrounded a group of evil men and used the Buddhist method of physical mercy to save people. He shook his head slightly and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Master, do you find it a bit difficult?"

Liao Wenjie walked out from behind the beam and stood next to Fakong. He said to Ji Dian: "I heard that Xiuyuan is the reincarnation of the dragon-subduing Arhat. He makes bets with people in heaven and descends to earth to save nine generations of evildoers, nine generations of beggars, and nine generations of pheasants. , I don’t know whether it will be successful.”

"Amitabha, there is no Li Xiuyuan in the world, or there has never been Li Xiuyuan." Fa Kong stopped pretending in front of Liao Wenjie and bluntly stated that he knew such a thing.

"Master, stop acting, I know who you are."

Liao Wenjie whispered: "With all due respect, this Dragon Subduing Arhat is anxious about justice and justice, and his temper is a bit too hasty. Although he is devoted to others, he underestimates people's hearts. I am afraid he will lose this bet!"

"With Donor Liao here, there will be no danger and no worries for Jidi."

"That's wrong. Donor Liao is a mere mortal. He can only help Fahai to the limit."

Liao Wenjie whispered: "Master, look at the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and look at Donor Liao. A small firefly's light may be dazzling on the ground, but not in the sky. Why should he compete with the bright moon?" Fai?"

"Donors don't need to worry, this heaven is not that heaven, this immortal is not that immortal." Fa Kong smiled meaningfully.

"As I said before, how many worlds are there in the world, and how many immortals and Buddhas are there?"

"Beyond the Three Realms and not among the Five Elements, if the donor thinks there is only one, then there is only one. If the donor thinks there are countless, then there are endless ones."

Fa Kong clasped his hands together and said, "It's like a poor monk. It's formless, it's Dharma emptiness, it's got form, it's also infinite."

"I don't understand, please speak human language."

"Donor, you have great wisdom and you already understand."

Fa Kong smiled and pointed at Ji Bian outside the window: "He has a confused heart. Although he is crossing people in the lower realm this time, he is actually crossing himself. Donor Liao, those who are capable work hard. Since they have crossed the sea of ​​​​fa, then Please give Ji Dian a boat ticket too!"

"Master, you understand me. If you want to board Pindao's boat, you have to buy a ticket first."

"The ticket is on Ji Dian's side."