Dragon and Tiger Taoist

The underworld is full of different scenes. At this moment, in the cycle of reincarnation that is difficult for ordinary people to see, a bright moon is rising.

"It's her? She has the fate of eight generations of Taiyin Star. Her fate is precious. She has been hidden in the cycle of reincarnation since her reincarnation. It seems that there is a restriction from heaven. Even I can't find her. I never thought that she would show her traces today. Is it because Buddhism has pried open the cycle of reincarnation?"

Looking at the bright moon, Heishan was thoughtful.

Because Taiyin Star Lord Nishang had a predestined relationship with Zhang Chunyi, Zhang Chunyi gave her eight generations of star fate and reincarnated her. In the future, she may have the opportunity to become the real Taiyin Lord and prove immortality.

"This is fate. With the prosperity of Buddhism, there are Buddhist disciples. As Longhu Mountain is a prominent sect in the world, it is natural that there should be Taoist disciples born to inherit Longhu Dao and promote the concept of the Great Dao. After all, the promotion of Qi Refining Method still has a long way to go."

At this moment, Heishan thought a lot, and then he stretched out his hand and picked up the bright moon from the vast chaos.

After doing all this and calming down the turbulence of reincarnation, Heishan no longer paid attention to external affairs and fell silent again. Now that the power of the underworld reflects the yin and yang, the luck is flourishing. It is a good time to practice. It wants to strive for the early nine transformations of the golden nature, the qualitative changes of the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit, and the perfection of internal and external cultivation, and step into the peak of the golden immortal.

This is difficult, but for it, which follows the destiny and occupies the general trend of the acquired divine way, there are not too many obstacles. It only needs to go on firmly. The only step that can really stop it is the step of establishing the Tao.

In this way, time passed silently, and hundreds of years passed in a flash.

Beihuang, Jinqiuyuan, is one of the twelve plains in Beihuang. It is a rare place with a pleasant climate in Beihuang.

Jinsha River, the largest river in Jinqiuyuan, runs from south to north through the entire Jinqiuyuan.

Liujiang Village, a small village located on the bank of Jinsha River, has hundreds of households, engaged in farming, fishing and hunting. At the westernmost end of the village, there is a family surnamed Bai. On this day, a baby was born in the Bai family.

He was born at 6.6 jin, without crying or making a fuss. His family was quite worried that he was born with a defect and was a mute. It happened to be summer at this time, and there were cicadas chirping outside the house, so the elders gave him the word "Chan", hoping that he could make a bright call like the cicada.

And time passed in a flash, and ten years passed. Bai Chan'er grew up day by day. Perhaps the prayers of his family were really useful. Although Bai Chan'er was muddle-headed and silent in the first six years, he seemed to be enlightened later. He not only learned to speak, but also was quite smart and learned everything quickly.

In addition, he is kind-hearted and likes to help others, so he is liked by many people. Almost everyone in this small Liujiang Village is willing to get close to him, and his daily life is very happy. In addition to herding cattle and sheep, his favorite thing to do is to go to the White Horse Temple to listen to the abbot tell various stories.

The White Horse Temple is on a hill on the other side of the Jinsha River, facing Liujiang Village from afar. The temple is not big and very simple. It was built more than 20 years ago. There are not many people, only an old monk and three novice monks.

The old monk is unknown from where he came from. He is very kind and wise. He once taught the villagers of Liujiang Village how to farm and often treated the villagers. Therefore, he is respected by the surrounding villagers. As for the three little novice monks, they are three orphans adopted by the old monk.

But the good times did not last long. On an afternoon with sunset, a gust of wind passed through, and the originally peaceful Liujiang Village suddenly became a river of blood.

"Father, mother, uncles and aunts..."

Carrying a big carp, Bai Chan'er returned to the village and saw the corpses all over the ground. The joy on her face suddenly froze.

These corpses were dark blue and shriveled, obviously their souls and blood were sucked out. Only Bai Chan'er escaped because he swam far away in the river chasing a big carp.

"How could it be, how could it be like this..."

Dejected and angry, Bai Chan'er's expression changed several times. He fainted immediately, and when he woke up again, he was already in the White Horse Temple.

After waking up, Bai Chan'er did not cry or make a fuss. He just sat at the gate of the temple every day, looking at the Jinsha River, as if waiting for something, just like that, one day, two days, one year.

Looking at Bai Chan'er like this, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Monk Huineng, could only sigh.

He knew what Bai Chan'er was waiting for, but the dead could not be resurrected, so it was destined to be in vain. All he could do was to tell Bai Chan'er the Three Thousand Buddhist Scriptures, hoping to use Buddhist principles to guide him out of the haze. Apart from this, he could do nothing. He was just a Buddhist practitioner, not a real Buddha.

In this way, the White Horse Temple had the fourth novice monk.

And following Huineng to learn Buddhism, Bai Chan'er did gradually come out. He had excellent comprehension and quickly read all the scriptures in the temple. He was better than his teacher and learned good medical skills. He often went to other villages to treat illnesses and save people instead of Huineng.

It was during this process that he learned about the existence of demons and ghosts. They had power far beyond the ordinary and were worthy of awe. Mortals could only pray when they met them. The reason why Liujiang Village was destroyed was because a passing ghost was hungry, so he sucked them dry.

"Master, why do demons want to harm people everywhere?"

After returning from another medical practice, Bai Chan'er looked pale and asked the old abbot who was dying of old doubts in his heart.

This time he met a difficult patient, whose essence had been sucked away by an unknown demon. Even though he had superb medical skills, he was still in the mortal world and could not save the patient. He could only watch the patient die in front of him.

Such an experience awakened the seal in his heart. He felt powerless again. Learning medicine could not save the world.

Hearing this, looking at Bai Chan'er like this, Monk Huineng could not help but sigh.

"It is the nature of demons to harm people, just like people eat rice. There is no right or wrong, only different positions. This is a conflict between races."

"Of course, the demons you encounter may not be real demons. They may also be practitioners who manipulate demons. They harvest blood food in order to strengthen themselves."

The voice was hoarse. Seeing the sunset, Monk Huineng expressed his opinion.

Hearing this, Bai Chan'er was slightly stunned.

"Do demons eat people like people eat rice? Those practitioners who indulge demons, is there really no one who can restrain them? Can I really only watch those helpless people die?"

After asking three questions in a row, Bai Chan'er's heart could not calm down.

Hearing this, Monk Huineng fell into deep thought.

"I am just a Buddhist student, not a real Buddha. I cannot answer your question. It is said that there is a paradise in the far west, where all Buddhas live. Ten thousand Buddhas live there. If they can talk about the truth of Buddhism, maybe they will know the answer."

Looking to the west, Monk Huineng's eyes were filled with yearning.

After getting such an answer, Bai Chan'er looked to the west, following Monk Huineng's gaze, and saw thousands of rays of light.