Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

In the Wang family, the jujube red horse carried the scarred Wang Kan into the mansion.

Immediately alarmed the head of the family, Wang Tong, saw the third son lying on the bed, and said angrily: "Kan'er, what's going on?" What about your seventh uncle?

Wang Kan took two deep breaths, grinned in pain, and said: "Father, that mean slave doesn't know what kind of creation, the means are obtained, Seventh Uncle was killed by him carelessly, and I also relied on that horse to run fast to escape a life."

Wang Tong's face was gloomy when he heard this, a little monk was so difficult to kill, if it was spread, wouldn't his Wang family become the laughing stock of the entire Nanhai County?

As for Wang Kan's words, he did not doubt it, after all, his son was just an ordinary person, and he could not do anything about fighting and killing.

"Okay, you can recuperate your wounds, and the matter of breaking the temple will be handled by the father."

Wang Kan suddenly said with a fierce face: "No, father, I will personally catch him and peel him off and remove his bones to wash away this shame!"

Seeing that he didn't even listen to his own words, Wang Tong's face was a little displeased, but thinking that he had been like this since he was a child, once someone provoked him, he was a little crazy.

"Well, it's just that now that the monk has returned to the broken temple, the old monk is a little difficult to mess with, several ancestors are cultivating or they can slap him flat with one palm, and now your two brothers are using people there, and there are not many people in the family to call with you."

Wang Kan looked unwilling, gritted his teeth and asked, "Father, when will I be able to bring back the masters of the family?"

"Hmm... Your cousin Wang Luo transported fifty blood children from Xilin, and he should return in these few days, let him help you then, rest well, and have something for your father."

With that, Wang Tong went out.

And at this moment, Wang Kan still looked half weak, and took out a map of Dayan Kingdom from the side to look at it carefully: "From Xilin

County are all wilderness, Wang Luona waste is definitely unwilling to take the land route, the Wang family's route does not seem to be Xilin County, no, last time I took the other two routes in the town, the Xie family seems to be selling salt to Xilin..."

Then he pressed his finger heavily somewhere and lay down on the bed again.

"Hiccup, it's full, nice feeling."

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"Junior Brother, did you go to see Master last night since you left, the strange things in the temple?"

The next morning, after breakfast, Miao Le pulled him aside and asked quietly.

Meng Yuan shook his head, and then reminded, "Senior brother, you have some attention.

He found that Miaole's current state was very wrong, his face was much thinner, his expression was full of shock, and his cultivation did not seem to have improved in the slightest these days.

In other words, his spirit has been damaged recently.

Miao Le looked left and right and said, "Junior Brother, this temple is really too weird, I have been hearing in my ears recently, telling me to stop practicing the Great Impure Void Sutra, and let me stop touching these dirty things.

"That day, I really couldn't stand to go to Master and ask him if he could change the method, but I was severely reprimanded by him, Junior Brother, Master he is harming us!"

Miaole's voice became lower and lower, and seemed to be very depressed, like a beast that was cornered into a low roar.

Meng Yuan had some doubts in his heart, in fact, the method he had been practicing seemed to be very different from him and Miaoyan, eating impure food and wearing impure clothes, which was to enter the path of the three evils in the abstinence.

"Senior brother, Master will not harm us, you come with me."

Saying that, Meng Yuan went outside the temple, Miao Le's face was gloomy, and he immediately followed.

After the two left one after the other, a monk's robe slowly retracted around the corner, but Miaoyan turned around and suddenly found that the old monk appeared behind him at an unknown time.

When even bowed his head, meet the master.

"Miaoyan, why don't you go to play with your junior disciples?"

Miaoyan gestured with his hand: "I can't speak, and my junior disciples don't want to get close."

The old monk sighed slightly, and touched the top of his head with his hand: "It's not that they don't want to get close, but you are resisting in your heart, and you have distinguished yourself from your junior disciples."

"Wonderful words, we must remember that if everything is caused by the intention of creating good or bad, the body and language are caused by karma, there is no need to be persistent."

After speaking, the old monk Shi Shiran went, leaving Miaoyan standing in place, as if thinking about something.

And Miaole also returned to the temple at this time, only to see that his face was much better, and when he saw Miaoyan, he hurriedly said hello: "Senior Brother Miaoyan."

On the other side, Meng Yuan sat on a stone behind the temple and meditated, which was also meditation, but it was not his magical meditation, and he could not do it to the point of not thinking or thinking.

In front of him was a scripture, it was the "Master and Golden Light Buddha Say Immortal Mahayana Wonderful Text" obtained from Hengyuan Buddha Kingdom, he could understand the Buddha's teachings, but many of the secrets of his practice were unknown.

At this moment, Meng Yuan was dividing the two corners in his thoughts, turning himself into the Golden Light Buddha and the Hengyuan Buddha, arguing with each other, and combining with the cultivation method he had explored on his own, plus the newly obtained Lotus Duer Heart Sutra to build the foundation, which became more and more perfect.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

The sound of a rope suddenly sounded in the dense forest, and the grass and trees shook rapidly, as if something was approaching.

A fishy wind rushed to his face, and in an instant, Sixteen Nights appeared in unison, surrounding Meng Yuan.

Visha Men looked at the ugly creatures emerging from the grass and asked, "Who dares to disturb my lord?"

"Roar, I am a zombie under the holy monk's seat, not an evil spirit."

At this time, Meng Yuan also woke up and said in a loud voice: "Misunderstood, Bishamen, you wait to retreat, they are not evil."

"Yes."

All Yasha retreated, Meng Yuan only then looked at these more than twenty zombies, it seemed to be more and more fierce, eight of them were transformed from white hair to black hair, and the breath was comparable to Zhuji. Moreover, his strength is

incomparable, his body is as hard as rigid, and his strength is probably far beyond that of ordinary Foundation Building Realm cultivators.

It is rumored that zombies can change from white hair to black hair in five hundred years, at this time they can suck blood and flesh everywhere to accelerate growth, and then five hundred years black hair becomes red hair, more and more powerful can fly away, and then after another five hundred years red hair into golden hair, at this time almost invincible, you can suck human blood and brain pulp in the air. Once the zombie becomes a golden retriever, it will provoke the wrath of the heavens, and the heavens will chop it to death when it sends a thunder calamity,

but in the legend of Meng Yuan's last life, a zombie resisted the thunder calamity and turned into a golden retriever, a powerful enemy of the gods, fighting and killing the terrifying power of the real dragon, and finally the bodhisattva personally surrendered it as a mount.

Meng Yuan looked at it with a wise eye, and could see that they all followed their own instructions and did not suck blood, zombies sucking blood is instinctive, but it is not necessary, they are dead things to live in resentment, blood is not what zombies want, but the resentment of living beings before death.

But that will only fall into the evil path, be dominated by the desire of the beast, become an evil demon, not a pure living being, and eventually inevitably end up with the result of death and death, as for the golden retriever, I am afraid that there is another reason.

I wonder what kind of situation these zombies who have listened to their own Buddhist scriptures and practiced the right path will reach?

"Today I will talk about the Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra, and I will listen to it attentively." Meng Yuan looked at the zombies.

One by one, zombies stood quietly in place, listening to the scriptures, looking very absurd and weird.

Suddenly, a black crow flew in the night sky, hovering above Meng Yuan's head.

Meng Yuan stopped preaching and stretched out his hand, and the black crow fell and stood in the palm of Meng Yuan's hand, turned his head, and stared at him.

And there was a secret letter tied to the black crow's feet, Meng Yuan reached out and took it off, and after careful reading, he put it away and put it back on the black crow.

This spirit bird was Wang Kan's way of contacting him, but he didn't expect news to come on the second day. According to the

information provided by Wang Kan, it was not too late to leave tomorrow, so he continued to preach to the zombies until dawn.