Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

The second day.

noon.

Yi Chen and Miao Zi were at one table each, enjoying their meal.

There was a large table of one-foot-long croquettes on Miaozi's table, fried, steamed, fried, stewed, raw and cut, and he enjoyed eating them.

I still remember that when he and his father first came to Ping'an County, his father was reluctant to buy him some poutine to eat. Now, after the hard work of his little cat and his father, he can eat until he is full every day if he is willing.

Knowledge is power.

Miao Zi is now forced by Yi Chen to read classics every day, and he is extremely knowledgeable in the world of spiritual beasts.

Meow Zi, who was showing off his rice and thinking at the same time, was already thinking about whether he should write a book and put it in Yinlong Temple to teach the younger generations of spiritual beasts and tell them the meaning of hard work.

The title of this book has already been drafted, and it is tentatively named Mein Kampf.

I don't know why, when I think of these four words, Miaozi feels her blood boiling. If this book can be matched with the portrait of him and his father, it will be perfect.

It secretly decided to teach itself painting first, make a portrait of itself, and give its father a surprise~

Yi Chen didn't know what his great eldest son was thinking. He was still thinking about the affairs of Ping'an County.

At this moment, Mr. Yuan ran over holding a lot of documents.

This is the result of his search until now.

"Taoist Master, everything we have collected is here."

Yi Chen nodded with satisfaction, the efficiency was higher than he imagined.

Sure enough, people are forced out.

"Continue to collect. If the case is solved, I will ask the county governor for you." After hearing this, Capt. Yuan went down happily with red eyes.

After receiving one piece of information after another, Yi Chen first picked out those with abnormal fates, and for a while Yi Chen actually discovered Hua Dian.

Among these missing people, there are quite a lot of people with strange fates.

It occupies 20 to 30%.

This is already a very scary number.

"There must be something fishy in this!" Yi Chen couldn't help but feel slightly excited.

Among these people with strange fates, there are poor, rich, and ruined people.

Being able to collect so many people with strange fates in different locations in just sixteen days, the identity of the person behind them is worth pondering.

After carefully studying the life trajectories of this group of people, a term appeared in Yi Chen's mind.

Hanshan Temple!

The place that connects this group of people is Hanshan Temple.

Only places like temples can allow people to tell their birth date without any precautions.

Yi Chen's pupils narrowed.

This Hanshan Temple is a well-known ancient temple on Yueliang Mountain in Ping'an County. It has a large number of believers and is said to be very efficacious.

There is an endless stream of people going to Hanshan Temple to ask for a future, good luck, and a child.

Speaking of which, Hanshan Temple has a connection with his Hidden Dragon Temple. When Yi Chen's master was alive, he once told them inadvertently that there was a master in Hanshan Temple who had profound Buddhist teachings and noble morals. This man was the seventeenth generation Han. The mountain temple hosts Master Hanshan.

The abbots of Hanshan Temple in the past dynasties have taken this as their dharma title, and this has continued from generation to generation.

"Could it be that Master has misunderstood? There is a demon in human skin in Hanshan Temple?" Yi Chen couldn't help but curled his lips.

No matter what, even if the master's old friend did such a thing, he would still kill him.

When he was doing trouble in Ping'an County, he simply didn't take Taoist Master Yi seriously.

After calling Yuan Fang and ordering a few arrests, Yi Chen led a group of people straight to Hanshan Temple.

The purpose of calling them was to let them bear witness.

That's all.

It is a virtue to leave traces of your work.

"Daoist Master Yi, it's impossible. The two masters of Hanshan Temple have been in our Ping'an County for many years, and they are well-known."

"And Hanshan Temple is really effective. I haven't had a son or a half for many years. After my wife went to Hanshan Temple to pay homage, I am now the father of three children."

Yi Chen took a deep look at the sharp-mouthed Mr. Yuan and said nothing.

Such is life.

The words spoken by my younger self will always turn into bullets, hitting myself one minute, ten minutes, one year later, ten years later, or decades later.

Just like the college students in the previous life, they were the toughest before graduation. There are also teenagers in the late second grade of high school who shouted that my fate was up to me.

For example, the classic "those who complain about the hard work on the construction site cannot bear the hardship themselves, and they can't do anything else"

The old civil engineering guy was finally struck by his words.

Yi Chen flew over at a low altitude, while Yuan Baotou and his men rode horses. Meowth breathed on Yi Chen's shoulders. Nearly two hours later, the group arrived outside Hanshan Temple.

The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

The peach blossoms around Hanshan Temple were in full bloom at this time, and when the sun went down, there were still more than a dozen believers stopping to pray.

"A mature disciple of Hidden Dragon Contemplationism please see Master Hanshan."

Yi Chen stopped outside the door and gave enough respect to his master's old friend.

An old monk wearing coarse linen clothes came out with a young monk with red lips and white teeth.

"Infinite Life Buddha!"

"It's an old friend's disciple who is here. I'm so polite." Master Hanshan said a Buddha's name with a sad face.

Yi Chen glanced at the two monks in front of him and frowned.

The power of Buddha is faintly present in these two people, and there is no negative aura.

But the data does not lie. This Hanshan Temple is really strange.

"Master, are there any other monks in your temple?" Yi Chen said, staring closely at their faces.

He hoped to see some flaws in it.

However, in reality, he was disappointed, and the two of them looked as usual.

"No, it's just me and my junior brother."

"Master, where have you been these past few days?" Yi Chen, feeling agitated, went straight in and took a step forward, staring at them like a hawk.

Instantly applying pressure, he wanted to observe the movements of the two of them with the force of the wind and rain.

As soon as these words came out, the young monk's expression suddenly changed.

"Master Yi Guan came. My senior brother treated me with courtesy and went out to greet him from a distance. Why are you so aggressive as if you were interrogating a prisoner?"

Yi Chen grinned and raised his eyebrows.

Meow Zi immediately heard the song and understood its elegant meaning. He ran to the young monk and sniffed it, and even stretched out his paws to pull a piece of cloth from his clothes.

"伱..." The young monk's expression suddenly changed again.

"Master, where have you been these past few days?" Yi Chen took a step forward again. The setting sun fell on him, casting a shadow that enveloped the young monk.

"Nothing to say, no comment, senior brother, let's go." The young monk called Hanshan to enter the temple, but his senior brother stopped him and put a big hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Master, do you want to show off your cards honestly or come back to my old place with me?" At this time, Yi Chen did not press forward any more, but looked calm.

"Taoist Master Yi doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall unless he has something to do. Lao Na and his junior brother Bu Zhong just go with the Taoist Master." Master Hanshan clasped his hands together with a sad face.

Yi Chen stared at Hanshan quietly for a while, without saying anything, and called Miao Zi to fly into the sky.

"What a big boy, it's all up to you to make a comeback for my father. Don't let my father down." Yi Chen secretly exchanged glances with Miaozi, and Miaozi responded with a look of affirmation.

It seems that it can't be fought, so why should the little cat be afraid of following it?

"Junior brother, let's go with Taoist Master Yi and the others. As a monk, controlling anger is the most basic practice. Have you forgotten the master's teachings during his lifetime?" Han Shan patted Bu Zhong on the shoulder and led his junior brother to follow. thereafter.

The last four people landed in front of a tower monument.

The mist here is filled with fog, and it is obviously protected by a formation. Xiao Miao said that the breath stopped suddenly.

"Master, where is this place?"

"This is the burial place where the abbots of Hanshan Temple are buried. In order to prevent others from entering by mistake and disturbing our ancestor's sleep, we have set up a formation to protect it."

"Can I go inside and put on three pillars of fragrance?" Yi Chen's eyes suddenly became dangerous.

"Yi Chengzi, you are arrogant!"

"There is nothing you can't do."

Han Shan and Bu Zhong said in unison.

In the empty stone room, Yi Chen and his eldest son looked at each other in confusion. The young monk reacted so abnormally. He thought he had caught the man's painful leg, but he did not expect this to be the case.

"Daoist Master Yi, this is the stone chamber where my founder of Hanshan Temple rests in his mausoleum. Everything about our temple is confidential to others. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Master, I'm sorry for bothering you. I'll come back to apologize some other time." After touching his nose, Yi Chen took the skin of Meow's neck and turned away.

By the time the four of them returned to the mountain gate of Hanshan Temple, it was already the middle of the moon.

"Master Taoist, walk slowly!" Master Hanshan looked as sad as ever.

"Could it be that my tone was too aggressive and made the young monk go too far?"

"Hanshan Temple is just a coincidence in the chain of events. Did I really make a mistake?"

While hesitating in his heart, Yi Chen called Yuan Baotou and others to rush towards Ping'an County.

A playful look appeared in Yuan Captou's eyes, and then disappeared, and the moonlight stretched the shadows of the group of people.

The temple door is closed.

Inside the main hall of Hanshan Temple.

Just as Bu Zhong was about to speak, a big cock slapped him in the face.

"Teacher..." Another big dick slapped him in the face again.

After more than ten minutes, Master Hanshan was tired of beating him. The young monk's teeth were scattered and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

At this time, Master Hanshan spoke out.

"Nie Zhan, I have seen you being unsteady and sneaky these days. Yesterday I followed you to the Zuling Pagoda, and that's when I discovered the good deeds you did."

"If I hadn't dealt with the traces privately, you would have died today. That Yichengzi's cultivation is as high as the sky. After drinking, my old friend Bai Yunzi praised his first disciple for having the appearance of a true immortal. He will not deceive me!"

"I have hinted to you many times today, hoping that you would take the initiative to explain and return astray, but you turned a deaf ear to it. That Yi Chengzi has obviously noticed the good deeds you have done. Now that you still don't tell me, you are going to make my senior brother angry to death. ?"

"Have you been possessed by some kind of demon? What are you doing for this? You can do such outrageous things in the tomb of the ancestors. What else have you done when I was in seclusion before?"

Master Hanshan was furious and slapped his junior brother Bu Zhong on the face again, hitting him horizontally on a beam and bouncing him away.

He took a step forward and grabbed her collar, his eyes were red, his big skinny hands were trembling slightly, and his back, which was as straight as a green pine, was slightly stooped.

His junior brother was taken in by his master in his later years. He was placed in front of the ancient bell in Hanshan Temple on a snowy night. The master spent many years in seclusion practicing Zen, otherwise he was traveling, so his junior brother Bu Zhong was raised by him alone.

His name is Senior Brother, but he is actually Master.

Last night, he stained his junior brother's robe with secret fragrance and pretended to be in seclusion, but in fact he secretly followed his junior brother away. When he saw his junior brother disappear in the ancestral mausoleum, he did not force his way in. However, when his junior brother came out, he went in to take a look and saw what was in front of him. The sight simply darkened his vision.

There are seventy-two corpses arranged in a strange rhythm in the ancestor's mausoleum. The evil spirit and resentment are soaring to the sky. Water dripping in the stone chamber turns to ice. The evil spirit is blocked by the formation, so that it is not visible to the outside.

He tidied up everything in a panic, burned the body, and used the power of Buddha to eliminate the evil spirit, and then returned.

During the day, he repeatedly hinted to his junior brother that he would talk about Buddhism, hoping that he would realize his mistakes and take the initiative to explain. Unexpectedly, he kept pretending to be stupid, and then Yi Chen came to his door.

At this time, he couldn't bear it anymore and directly showed his cards.

He has studied Buddhism for half his life, but in the end he cannot transcend the feeling of brotherhood.

Facing Han Shan's angry scolding and questioning, Bu Zhong laughed maniacally.

I laughed so much that tears and runny noses came out.

He said crazily: "You ask me why? Do you have the nerve to ask me why? My dear senior brother, keep beating me and beat me to death."

"They all like you, they all love you so much."

"Master praises you, others praise you, what about me? What do I have? I will pick up everything you use, you hypocritical villain, I have always been worthy of living in your shadow."

"You ask me what else I did while you were in seclusion without telling you? Then I have done a lot."

"Do you think your elm-headed head can make Hanshan Temple so famous? It's not me! It's me! Do you think it's the Buddha's blessing that makes Hanshan Temple so famous? It's me!"

"Those people come to worship Buddha. Which kind of Buddha do they believe in? They are only worshiping the desires in their hearts."

“Someone asked for money, so I stole their gold and silver and buried it in their yard. Someone asked for peace, so I used my magic power to warm their body in the middle of the night. Someone asked for a child, so I stunned those women and went to bed. "

"Without my hard work, how could Hanshan Temple be as famous as it is today, relying on this mountain of broken peach blossoms?"

"Amitabha!" Facing his crazy junior brother, Han Shan closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, his lips trembled and he chanted the Buddha's name. He clasped his hands together and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

"Senior brother, stop reading. Listen to me. Apart from killing those people in the ancestor's mausoleum, I have done a lot of things."

"Those women are all old bitches. Senior brother, you have never slept with a woman in your life. You are so happy."

"At the beginning, they were desperate, crying and shouting, and then they climbed up like bitches and begged me. Haha, it was so funny. They thought they were dreaming."

"Brother, did you know that there was a couple among the seventy-two people I killed? They were newly married, and they were all people with special fates. They came to me to tell their fortunes."

"That little lady looks so energetic."

"I let her bite the rope. The rope was stretched across the beam, and a guillotine was tied to it. His husband-in-law was under the knife. I fucked her from behind. She would die as soon as she called her husband-in-law."

"I was so angry that she didn't let go until she died!"

"But I still broke my promise, and I still killed his husband, haha."

As soon as these words came out, Han Shan couldn't hold himself any longer, and he opened his eyes in pain.

The aura on his body was rising steadily, and he actually broke through the first level of the real person realm, and did not stop until he reached the fourth level of the real person realm.

Looking at Hanshan, who was exuding an astonishing aura, Bu Zhong's expression changed greatly: "Senior brother, you have hidden your strength? Why are you so strong? Did the master give you the most precious Buddha bone relic of Hanshan Temple?"

"Junior brother, you have gone crazy. Follow me down the mountain to see Master Yi tomorrow. I can't save you anymore."

Han Shan's face was cold.

Facing his junior brother who he raised with his own hands, he still couldn't do this, but he knew that Yi Chen could!

"Brother, no, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Let me tell you, more than ten days ago I accidentally picked up a strange purple token in the back mountain. It was it, it was the one that lured me!"

"It tempts me every day. As long as I do something, as long as I do what it says, it will feed me back. I don't want to live in your shadow, senior brother, I don't want to!"

"I have always wanted to strengthen Hanshan Temple, senior brother."

"That woman was the one who asked me to kill her like this with this token. It's a demon!"

"It talks to me every day. As long as I do what it says, my cultivation level will continue to increase. Brother, please, save me. This damn purple token seduced me. I feel so uncomfortable. ah."

"If I don't listen to it, I will feel severe pain all over my body. I would rather die than live, brother! I have no choice!"

Bu Zhonghua knelt down in front of Hanshan, hugged his thigh and cried. When he looked up, a strange and evil purple line crawled onto his face.

"Bu Zhong, you... how did you provoke this thing? Give me your hand, and I will use the Buddha's power to pass through your body to see for you." Han Shan was shocked and turned pale. He grabbed his junior brother's hand and was about to use the Buddha's power to explore it.

Suddenly, Bu Zhong's hand became like amethyst, and a non-human amethyst claw passed through Han Shan's heart, and a beating heart appeared on the amethyst claw.

Shocked by the evil power, Bu Zhong pushed Hanshan away, with a big hole in his chest, and chewed his senior brother's heart.

"Senior brother, you are still as stupid as before."

"I showed my cards, I pretended."

"So what if your cultivation level is higher than mine? I did a little trick and you died in my hands. You didn't expect that after following His Majesty for more than ten days, my cultivation level would be similar to yours, senior brother."

"Brother, I remember that you were also born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, yin day. When I kill you and sacrifice you to the Lord, I will definitely be able to take another step forward. Since you want to help me, then help others to the end. ”

"The master passed down the Buddha's bone relics to you, so that you can cultivate to such a state, but you are of no use!"

"I told you, Master, that damn ghost is partial, die well! If you pass the Buddha's bone relics to me, your cultivation should be mine! You are me, I am you, you stole my life. "

Bu Zhong suddenly burst into laughter, with a strange face and black lips.

Hanshan sat on top of each other and vomited out a large mouthful of blood. He said in pain: "Junior brother, please turn back."

"There is no Buddha bone relic at all. Master is joking to encourage us to wait. How can there be such a treasure in the world? Even if it is... how could it be in the hands of Hanshan Temple? You have always been smart, how can you be so stubborn."

"No! It's impossible! You lied to me! You want to lie to me again! Senior brother, you still want to trick me until you die!"

"Then why did you hide your cultivation from me? You still can't trust me, you deserve to die!" As if he had found a reason again, Bu Zhong's voice turned sinister and confident again.

"Junior brother, you have always been arrogant and arrogant. I was afraid that you would be frustrated in your heart, so I tried to hide my clumsiness and never told you frankly. Who... Who would have thought that, junior brother, you would misunderstand me so much."

Lies don't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"I won't be fooled. I'll kill you first. When I master my skills in the future, I will kill Yichengzi and destroy the whole family of Yinlongguan. Let them accompany you, senior brother, so that you won't be lonely underground."

Bu Zhong took three steps back in a row. The Buddha's bone relic was an eternal pain in his heart, gnawing at his heart day and night. The amethyst claws formed in his palms suddenly expanded and tore Hanshan into pieces.

With crazy and painful eyes, Bu Zhong glanced around and saw a big face and a cat's head creeping out of the window.

Good night~ Dear friends, I’m so sleepy that I won’t break it into chapters.

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PS: I have to update later today. I have to work overtime because of something. Sorry.