Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 728 Seeing the real monk

   "Amitabha~"

   "Meet the master ~"

  Jianzhen opened up an area in the killing forest, specially for monsters who converted to Buddhism to practice.

  Seeing Lonely Zen Master at this moment, he immediately got up and saluted.

  Lonely Zen Master's forehead was slightly sweaty.

  Yaozu and Buddhism are natural enemies, so every time I see these monsters uttering scriptures, Lonely Zen Master's heart can't help but tremble.

   "Amitabha."

   "There is no need to be too polite."

  Lonely Zen Master didn't talk nonsense, and then he talked about the attack on Shasheng Temple by Longevity Villa.

  When Jianzhen heard that the rest of the Yaozu had been subdued, his eyes lit up.

  He hunched over, like an old man who suddenly became energetic: "Amitabha~"

   "Master, don't worry."

   "My little monk, this will save them from the sea of ​​suffering~"

   Then one person and one demon left the Killing Forest and came to the periphery of the Killing Temple.

  Mr. Huan broke through the barrier of Shasheng Temple, and at the same time released the 'mirage' hidden in the barrier by Monk Mi Nian.

   A group of demon clans didn't know why, so they inhaled mirage air into their bodies, so they all fell asleep at this moment.

  Jianzhen saw so many monsters, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the creases on his face could kill mosquitoes: "Hey hey, Amitabha, Amitabha."

   "Master, this is a great merit."

   After speaking, he stretched out his hand and raised his sword finger, and spat out a formula.

  噢噌噌~

  When the lonely Zen master was still full of doubts about how to deal with his cheap disciple, he saw white hairs rising from Jianzhen's body.

   Following the completion of seeing the truth, a needle shadow flashed across his body.

  Even though Lonely Chan Master practiced profoundly, he still couldn't see clearly.

  唰唰唰唰~

  I only felt the sound of piercing in the ear, and when I looked intently, there were already thin white needles on the bodies of those dreaming monsters.

   densely packed, every monster has it.

   As few as one or two, as many as a dozen.

   Seeing these thin needles, Master Lonely suddenly realized.

  He once heard from Lichen that the true body of Jianzhen is a white hedgehog who has practiced for thousands of years.

  The thorns on its body are its innate magic weapon, and the "Zi Wu Liu Zhu Jing" it cultivates is also a holy art of medicine.

  Jianzhen subdued many monsters by relying on these fine needles.

  Let them obediently join Buddhism.

  Even now, half of the killing forest can hear Buddhist scriptures chanting.

   "Ahem, very good~"

   "From ~"

   Following Jianzhen's order.

   All the fine white needles flashed a stream of light.

   Those monsters who fell into the dream suddenly got up from the ground as if they had received instructions.

  They still closed their eyes, turned into walking corpses, and actually walked towards Killing Forest under the order of 'Jianzhen'.

   "Huh~"

  The highest point of the Sutra Pavilion.

   Monk Mi Jian who witnessed all this could not help but be taken aback.

  He had heard from Lichen before that he had taken in a disciple of the Great Demon.

  But he didn't expect that the cultivation base of this big monster was still higher than his own.

   "It seems that the blood of this great monster is also unusual." Monk Mi Jian nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

   "In this way, the old man can retreat with peace of mind."

  Back when he was enlightened by an unknown monk, when he comprehended half of the 'Yaojiao Monument' in the cave, he promised that monk to help the Shasheng Temple survive a catastrophe before going to retreat for cultivation.

   No, this wait is hundreds of years.

   Now that the monster clan in Longevity Villa has been defeated, he can finally start to retreat and comprehend.

  Monk Mi Jian stood at the highest point of the Sutra Pavilion, and had a panoramic view of the Shasheng Temple.

   "I don't know how many years will be the next time I stand here overlooking the beautiful scenery."

  The monster race itself has a long lifespan, and it is also a wild beast, practicing the way of good fortune.

  The retreat time is naturally longer than that of ordinary humans.

   "No matter what, you should say hello to the little guy."

  Thinking of this, his figure flashed, and he had disappeared from the scripture storage pavilion.

   Outside the Shasheng Temple, Monk Jianzhen suddenly looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, and the aura just now was not under him.

  Sasheng Temple is indeed worthy of being a Buddhist holy place, and it is not surprising that there is a crouching tiger and hidden dragon in the temple.

  Thinking of this, he looked at the monsters who hadn't woken up in front of him again, his eyes swept over, and he couldn't help showing joy.

  With more merits, don’t overwhelm yourself~

   All of these are good seedlings of future Buddhism.

  Jianzhen has high hopes for the 'Demon Monk' department that he started.

   "That...disciple, there are many more on the opposite mountain."

  Seeing the truth and hearing the words, eyes lit up: "Very good, very good~"

   Before the words fell, the figure had disappeared.

   When it reappeared, it had already stood outside the big tent of Longevity Villa.

   "Amitabha~"

  He Feiyu was slightly taken aback when he heard the old Buddha's name, and walked out of the big tent to look.

   I saw a stooped old man in front of me, who looked no different from ordinary people.

  But judging from the undisguised, soaring evil spirit that is much stronger than that of the big villa owner.

  This senior is even scarier than the 'Phantom King'.

   It's the Yaozu again!

   It's a monk again!

  The one who appeared before was the giant monster of the monster clan, the King of Mirage.

  Now there is another nameless monster.

  The problem is that the two seniors turned out to be demons who entered Buddhism.

   Is this the fate of my monster clan?

   "Cough, He Feiyu has met seniors." As the third owner of Wanshou Villa and always praised for his resourcefulness, He Feiyu forced himself to calm down, covered his feather fan in front of him, and bowed slightly.

   "Amitabha."

   "I see the truth, I have met the benefactor."

   See the truth?

  'See' character generation? ?

  He Feiyu was a little confused.

  He knows that Shasheng Temple has set the Dharma name according to the eight sufferings of all living beings: life, obscurity, obscurity, silence, separation, seeing, attaining, lust, feeling, thinking, action, consciousness...

   Today's Buddha's son Li Chen is the generation of the character 'Li'.

  The first of the six is ​​the word "Ji".

  The three presiding elders in the temple belong to the 'Dark' generation.

  The 'King Mirage' who came before is considered a hidden ancestor, the generation of 'Mi'.

   These are all reasonable.

  But the 10% big monster in front of me is just... the word "see"!

   is outrageous.

   "Cough, what advice can you give me when you visit late at night?"

  No matter what, it is not surprising that there are many people.

   Jian Zhen was also very satisfied with He Feiyu's reaction: "Amitabha."

   "I do have some advice."

   After speaking, he pointed to a flagpole erected outside the big tent.

  At this time, the sky is slightly bright and the breeze is breezy.

  A flag with the word "Shou" on the flagpole is swaying in the wind.

   "Is the flag moving? Or the wind?"

  This Zen opportunity is actually a meditation opportunity that Lichen and the monks played during the auspicious Dharma meeting.

  At that time, all the monks in the Western Regions could not understand the truth.

   At the end, after Li Chen solved the mystery, Qiqi suddenly realized.

  Afterwards, Lichen also succeeded in establishing his sect and became a Buddhist master since six hundred years ago.

   cited as a good story.

  Although Jianzhen practiced in the killing forest day and night, occasionally a disciple of the killing temple entered the forest to perform tasks.

  So he promised to let those disciples tell the story with a small profit.

  Every time I heard that Master Lichen debated the group of monks and founded the Xinzong, seeing the true monk, he couldn't help but feel excited: he is worthy of being a master!

   Later he moved the 'flag? Wind? ’ The Zen machine is in my heart, and it just happens to be used at this moment.

  (end of this chapter)