Help! This savior is too stupid!

Abbot of Xuankong Temple, the Eighth Ksitigarbha, Dharma trumpet iron.

Speaking of Xuankong Temple, Jiang Bai remembered an old thing.

Thousands of years ago, he had seen a Hanging Temple in the Western Region. He thought that the forbidden place of death in the Protectorate's Ksitigarbha was the Hanging Temple, but he never expected that the two were unrelated.

The real abbot of Xuankong Temple is the eighth Ksitigarbha, the iron-headed Ksitigarbha in front of him.

After the other party introduced himself, looking at Jizo lying on the ground, Jiang Bai couldn't help but asked curiously,

"Master Tou Tie is very powerful and has such a great title. Why is it so..."

If Wei Junjie is so aware of current affairs, Jiang Bai still thinks it fits the character. You are a Ksitigarbha, but you are an iron-headed Ksitigarbha. Isn't it appropriate for Wei Junjie to be like this?

Jizo, whose head was lying on the ground, shook his head slightly.

"With all due respect, this poor monk does have a strong head, but other than his head, his body is still soft and very flexible."

Jiang Bai: ...That makes sense.

As long as it has anything to do with his head, he is ironclad, so he gets an unabashed evaluation.

"It's better to get up and talk."

Before Jiang Bai finished speaking, the iron-headed monk touched his forehead to the ground and pushed it hard. His whole body stood up like a roly-poly.

Obviously, he didn't do this just once or twice.

After he stood up, he patted himself and muttered,

"With all due respect, who said the rumors can't be trusted? This guy wearing fake shoes is really petty. The poor monk just wanted to tie him up in exchange for some reward, so he was scaring the poor monk..."

Poujie stood aside and explained at the right time,

"This guy is very stubborn and is used to speaking without restraint."

The gambler fanned the flames and said,

"Jiang Bai, if you can't stand him, let's make a bet. If you lose, I will help you kill him!"

Jiang Bai rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to these two people.

In terms of closeness and distance, Ksitigarbha is a top-notch strongman, guarding one side, and can barely be regarded as one of his own without the ground changing.

A gangster and a gambler, what are these two things?

One of the most wanted criminals in the Fourth Institute!

If the current time and strength did not allow it, Jiang Bai really wanted to tie them up and send them to Emperor Kongtian for torture.

Jiang Bai looked at Toutie Jizo and asked respectfully,

"May I ask Ksitigarbha, why are you here?"

"With all due respect, can we stop being so formal when we talk? Are you from ancient times? You're not that ancient. The poor monk really can't handle this. The poor monk sees that you're not doing well either. Maybe you can If you know these two sentences, if you can speak plainly, just speak plainly..."

Toutie Jizang first complained about Jiang Bai outright, and then answered Jiang Bai's question,

"I'm here to see my predecessor, the Eighth Ksitigarbha."

Jiang Bai heard this and said curiously,

"oh?"

Hearing these two words, Jizo rolled his eyes.

"With all due respect, just say one thing. Who is not a roundworm in your belly? How does the poor monk know what you want to ask? How do you ask the poor monk to answer? The poor monk thinks that you are deliberately trying to embarrass the poor monk..."

Listening to the iron-headed Jizang's unabashed words, Jiang Bai's mouth twitched, and considering the other party's identity, he decided to endure it.

He wants to prove to the world that he is neither wearing fake shoes nor being petty!

The magnanimous Jiang Bai asked patiently,

"I mean, where is the eighth place of my predecessor?"

After the question was clarified, Tou Tiezang's answer was also very clear, "In the heavenly prison."

Jiang Bai asked again, "Why are you looking for your predecessor, the Eighth Ksitigarbha?"

Jizo rolled his eyes again,

"With all due respect, is this a problem for you? This child looks for his mother when he is hungry, and his father wakes up and gets up. Isn't that a natural thing?

The poor monk came to see his predecessor, the Eighth Ksitigarbha, so it was natural that the poor monk encountered a problem that he could not solve, so he came to see this old immortal..."

His mouth was open and his body was very soft.

Okay, I knelt down again.

Jiang Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Tiejizang, whose head had become shorter out of thin air.

He finally saw some clues. This head and body are not the same idea!

The gambler was suppressing laughter on the side, and rushed to the street, knowing that Jiang Bai understood clearly, and only the last layer of window paper was missing, so he simply went with the flow and explained it to Jiang Bai.

“The Eighth Ksitigarbha’s practice method starts from scratch, and his head has already become a Buddha.

But after my head became a Buddha, I felt that practicing was too tiring and I was too lazy to practice. Therefore, other parts of my body did not become a Buddha.

The more you practice, the bigger your head gets, and the stronger you become. It is precisely because you are strong that you can speak freely.

As for the body... Even if there is a battle, just destroy this body and build another one.

In spiritual practice, there has always been talk of cultivating the mind and the mind. In this situation, Jizo is able to cultivate the mind but not the heart.

Therefore, the head is strong and the heart is frightened. "

Listening to Pujie's explanation, Jiang Bai felt that the Ksitigarbha in front of him was becoming more and more interesting.

Normally, this would not happen.

But the fifth mysterious tide, the demons dancing wildly, is there anything weird happening?

Ordinary people are naturally a whole, regardless of each other.

The head and the heart are so strong, but they are separated.

Since the head can live alone, it naturally doesn't need to worry about this stinky skin bag, speaking freely, and doesn't need to worry about the life and death of the body.

Jiang Bai didn't take it seriously after hearing that Tou Tie Ji Zang said a lot of rude words.

After the other party calmed down, he asked again.

"What's so special about the former Eighth Ksitigarbha?"

This time, Ksitigarbha didn't need to speak out bluntly, he rushed to the street and spoke for him first,

"My predecessor, the Eighth Ksitigarbha, had a Dharma name with an iron heart and a heart of stone."

He glanced at the street with an iron head and added,

"The skills practiced by that immortal man are complementary to mine and can help me go further."

Jiang Bai asked again, "Why is he locked up in the sky prison?"

"With all due respect, the Prison Heaven Emperor has his own reasons for imprisoning him. The poor monk is not his defense lawyer, how can he know this?"

"I do know this, it's a problem."

The gambler raised his hand and returned to the simple question,

"He colluded with the Fourth Research Institute, coveted the position of false god, and was reported by a traitor. After his failure, he could be exempted from death due to his merits, but could not escape from living crime, and was eventually imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of the Emperor of Heaven."

As soon as Jiang Bai's eyes came over, the gambler admitted frankly, "Yes, he is colluding with me."

"Yes, I was the one who reported it."

The iron-headed Jizo shook his head,

"With all due respect, the old immortal has been hiding in the ground. How can the poor monk show up? The donor can also see that the poor monk has his hair trimmed. This one has no chance of rising, so let him trim his head!"

Jiang Bai:......

The predecessor, the Eighth Ksitigarbha, was another confused account, but since he was in the heavenly prison, things were easier to talk about. Sooner or later, he would meet him, and it would be too late to get to know him after meeting him.

Jiang Bai was more curious about another question,

"Since you encounter a problem that you can't solve, why don't you ask the First Ksitigarbha for help first?"

When Jiang Bai mentioned the First Ksitigarbha, the room suddenly fell into silence, and there was even an atmosphere called embarrassment spreading.

A certain conjecture in Jiang Bai's heart was also confirmed.

"Oh, the donor may have misunderstood."

The iron-headed Jizo touched his head and said embarrassedly,

"The poor monk colluded with the Fourth Research Institute, was chased by the First Ksitigarbha, and fled here."