Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

The golden flame danced in the void, and soon, Yue Tu's figure slowly disappeared, and then, the golden flame gradually extinguished, and there was nothingness there, as if there was nothing at all.

The whole place was silent, only a little wind blew.

"Amitabha."

All the monks clasped their hands together and chanted scriptures silently.

Yue Tu's death really solved the knot in Buddhism's heart.

"Hey, I lost another friend." Li Nianfan shook his head and couldn't help feeling emotional.

The more he got in touch with the cultivator, the more things he experienced, and he gained a lot of different insights into the world of cultivating immortals. Many things are different from what he has experienced personally.

In many cases, it is the path chosen by others, not to mention that I have no strength, even if I have strength, there is no way to help.

Immortal cultivators, sometimes have a fireworks atmosphere, and sometimes, they really look like immortals.

This is Li Nianfan's evaluation of the people around him. Generally speaking, they are very friendly.

"Yuetu's death should mean that she has entered the underworld. Take some time to say hello and let her have a good pregnancy." Li Nianfan thought in his heart, there is only so much he can help.

The Buddhist Establishment Ceremony ended perfectly. Although it was not perfect, it ended with a good ending, without any surprises.

The Moon Tea Bodhisattva is gone, and the Buddha's children are gone. Buddhism is in a very embarrassing situation immediately. Many guests have left one after another. What happened today will probably become an after-dinner conversation for a long time.

Li Nianfan and the others did not leave.

Today's Buddhism is unstable, and he can take care of it a little bit if he stays.

Fortunately, the minds of these monks are not bad, and nothing unexpected happened. It's just that the prosperity that was originally thriving is now a little more lifeless, and almost everyone's face is a little confused.

Regarding this point, Li Nianfan said that there was nothing he could do to help him, and that this test could only be overcome by Buddhism himself.

After three days, he was ready to leave.

Before leaving, he came to the Buddhist backyard, ready to say hello to the little monk Jie Chi, the only acquaintance he has now is the little monk.

When I came to the backyard, there were fallen leaves all over the sky and flying endlessly. From a distance, I saw a small figure holding a broom, the broom was propped up on the ground, and the body was leaning on the broom, so tired that he fell asleep .

The mouth opens and closes, and the appearance is somewhat funny and cute.

As he got closer, he heard him whispering to himself.

"Master Yuetu, brother rebooting, I don't believe that you are demons, you will come back, right?"

"I will try my best to clean up the fallen leaves all over the ground. When it is cleaned up, you will come back, okay?"

"I have a new understanding of Buddhism, and I don't know who to talk to."

Li Nianfan smiled wryly and did not wake him up.

It's not easy to suffer pain that shouldn't be endured at such a young age.

He shook his head, ready to leave.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see a line of handwriting, which was engraved next to the stone under the bodhi tree.

"The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is a mirror stand. Wipe it diligently at all times, so as not to stir up dust."

Li Nianfan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the little monk who was still sleeping, slightly surprised.

This is... the Dharma he realized from sweeping the floor?

This comprehension is really not a cover, it would be a pity not to be a master.

He looked around, picked up a branch, smiled, and slowly wrote another poem beside this poem.

"Bodhi doesn't have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where does the dust come from?"

"Little monk, goodbye."

Li Nianfan said softly, and then walked out of the backyard slowly.

An hour later.

Accompanied by a "click".

The broom fell to the ground, and the little monk also let out an "oops" and fell to the ground.

"Bah bah bah!"

He spat out the fallen leaves in his mouth, rubbed his bald head, and suddenly came back to his senses.

"Oh, why did I fall asleep, I have to sweep the floor quickly, so that Master and Senior Brother can come back sooner!"

He lowered his head to pick up the broom, but was slightly taken aback, looking at the handwriting on the ground.

"Huh? Who wrote this over here?"

He knelt down and read slowly, word by word.

After reading it, the whole person was stunned, his mouth was slightly opened, and his mind wandered out of the sky.

"This, this... this Zen theory..."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sat cross-legged under the bodhi tree, his gaze constantly switching between the two Zen poems, "Great, much better than mine."

The previous poem emphasized the need to constantly brush away the obsessions in the heart, reflect on one's heart, and keep it pure, but this poem by Li Nianfan is even more extreme, directly expressing that there is no obsession in the heart, so why do you need to go often? wipe?

Compete with each other.

"The fallen leaves in this courtyard are just the obsession in my heart. If the obsession does not go away, the fallen leaves will not stop. Just let go of the obsession, and these fallen leaves will naturally dissipate."

There was a look of enlightenment in his eyes, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and there was a Buddha's light slowly flowing around him, and a holy halo appeared on the back of his head, making his shiny bald head even brighter, as if he had entered a kind of Empty state.

In the sky, pieces of fallen leaves danced beside Jie Chi with the wind, but the next moment, they slowly dissipated like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

At the same time, the fallen leaves all over the courtyard began to ripple, and even the fallen leaves all over the ground disappeared bit by bit...

And at this time, Li Nianfan and others had already left Lingshan Mountain, and came to a larger city nearby by riding a cloud.

There is a city god in this city.

Inside the City God, fireworks are in full swing, and several statues are enshrined.

The statue in the middle is an old man with a goatee and a round hat, looking very kind.

Immortals here will find that with the incense, there is incense floating into the air, and during this period, there is a strange force submerged in the statue.

This is the power of incense and fire, and if it is condensed to a certain extent, it is the merit of faith, and it is also the basis for the soul of the city god to last forever in the world, and it must be used to cultivate.

As soon as Li Nianfan entered the City God, a soul separated from the statue. With a slight movement, he stood up and cupped his hands at Li Nianfan, then gestured, and floated towards the back of the City God Temple.

Li Nianfan and others followed and came to a side room in the backyard.

The old man said respectfully to Li Nianfan: "Zhu Chengming, City God of Luohua Town, has met Mr. Li and all the immortals."

"I've seen Zhu Chenghuang." Li Nianfan returned the salute, and continued: "I'm really sorry to bother Zhu Chenghuang again this time."

When he passed by here last time, he also asked Zhu Chenghuang to communicate with the underworld at his convenience, and pay attention to the situation of Yun Yiyi and rebooting.

"Young Master Li, you are being polite. It is thanks to you that I can become the City God."

Zhu Chenghuang's tone is sincere, he can be a city god, his character is of course nothing to say, and he continued: "Mr. Li, the two masters of Black and White Impermanence have sent me a message. The last time you asked the local government to investigate, there is already a clue. A monk and a girl in red are in the underworld right now, but I don't know if they are the ones you are looking for."

Li Nianfan was dumbfounded, feeling a little unacceptable, and said in surprise, "They are all in the underworld? Are they dead?"

Zhu Chenghuang nodded, "It seems so."

"call……"

Li Nianfan let out a long sigh, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and he continued, "Could you trouble Zhu Chenghuang to inform me, I... want to go to the underworld to have a look."

The sacrament of merit and virtue can be found in heaven and earth. He really wants to go to the legendary hell. Also, if he can help Jiese, Yun Yiyi and Yuetu, he still has to help.

"Mr. Li, wait a moment, I will contact the two adults, Black and White Wuchang." Zhu Chenghuang greeted, and then left.

It took only half a stick of incense to return, followed by two figures, one black and one white.

Seeing Li Nianfan, he showed a smile on his expressionless face, and said politely, "Mr. Li."

Li Nianfan also said with a smile: "I have seen the two adults of black and white impermanence."

"Little Zhu has already told us the matter. Mr. Li wants to come to the underworld as a guest. We welcome you very much." Bai Wuchang paused, then continued: "It's just that the underworld is an important place after all, and it's not too stable now, so I'm afraid it shouldn't be too late. Many people entered."

After speaking, his eyes fell on the group of people behind Li Nianfan.

The meaning of targeting... well, it's a bit obvious.

Ziye suddenly said: "My lords, long time no see."

"You are..." Black and White Impermanence looked at Ziye, and suddenly his expression changed, surprise and surprise, and he said: "Fairy Ziye? You, you..."

Ziye smiled and nodded, "It's me."

"Since it's the Seventh Princess, our Underworld naturally welcomes her." Bai Wuchang nodded with a smile, and his eyes fell on the others.

Lingzhu shook his head, "I won't go, there is no good food in the underworld."

Pei An and the others were also extremely friendly, and smiled at Impermanence of Black and White, "We won't bother you anymore."

This is the god of death. People are inherently mortal, so you can't accept it.

Black and White Impermanence looked at Xiao Chengfeng again.

Xiao Chengfeng frowned, and was immediately unhappy, "What do you mean? Could it be that I, Xiao, am not qualified to enter the underworld?"

Pei An and Gu Yuan knew that he was going to make a fuss, so they hurriedly left and right, and dragged him out.

"Do you know who I am? There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and they have to lower their eyebrows when they see me! It's the same in the underworld!" Xiao Chengfeng struggled, "Let me go!"

"I'm sorry, there are no sword immortals in my underworld."

Hei Wuchang smiled coldly, then changed his face very naturally, and said friendly to Li Nianfan: "Young Master Li, are you leaving now?"

"Well, please trouble the two adults."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Black and white impermanence waved his hands, then raised his hands at the same time, and with a movement of both hands, fluctuations began to appear in the space. After a while, a pitch-black portal appeared in front of everyone.

"Master Li, please."

Black and white impermanence opened the way, and everyone entered the portal together.

The moment he entered the portal, he felt a chilly air coming over him.

This feeling is like suddenly entering an air-conditioned room from the outside in a sweltering summer.

The eyes were slightly in a trance, and when I looked again, there was actually a huge river in front of me. The river was turbulent, the color was earthy yellow, and it set off huge waves. The sound of turbulent waves hitting the shore resounded continuously.

The river is very wide and the water is very fast!

Li Nianfan didn't expect that there would be no process in the process of coming to the underworld, it was really like entering a door and changing from one room to another.

In an instant, I was shocked by the river in front of me.

This world tends to be dark, and it seems that it has always maintained the scene of the setting sun. The sky is reddish, and it seems to be rolling down, giving people a sense of depression.

Li Nianfan licked his lips and sighed, "Is this... Huangquan?"

"It's Huangquan." Bai Wuchang nodded, and introduced: "It's also the place where people's souls return after death. Generally speaking, people here can only be regarded as lonely ghosts. Only by finding Naihe Bridge and reincarnating can they get rid of it." The identity of a ghost."

"So that's it." Li Nianfan looked up, on the other side of the Yellow Spring, the bank was as red as fire, and there were blooming flowers on the other side, swaying, as if they were guiding the direction for everyone.

Li Nianfan raised his brows suddenly, realizing the problem, "Why don't you see any other ghosts here?"

Hei Wuchang said: "Young Master Li, only ghosts can walk this road, ordinary ghosts are on the other side."

It turned out to be the fast track.

Li Nianfan nodded, indicating that he has gained knowledge.

To be honest, Huangquan Road is very boring. In the dark world, only the gushing water of Huangquan and the bright red flowers of the other shore can relieve a little boredom.

Fortunately, the expressway was very fast. After a short time, everyone saw an arch bridge appearing in front of them. On the bridge, there were many figures and a long queue.

As they approached, there were many ghosts lined up, with tired and frustrated faces, standing uneasy in the line.

In addition to humans, there are also the souls of various animals, and the number is equally huge.

Around, there are ghost messengers in uniform who are in charge of maintaining order.

Come under the bridge, in front of the bridge, there is a stone tablet engraved with the words "Naihe Bridge" in blood red.

"It really is the Naihe Bridge." Li Nianfan's heart is not uncomplicated. This is the famous Naihe Bridge. He never thought that he would be lucky enough to stand on this bridge as a living person and visit it.

It's a pity that there is no one to brag about such a big criticism.

Hey, people are really lonely like snow in a foreign land.

Looking up, there is a wrinkled old woman standing on the bridge, slightly hunched over, with an amiable smile on her face, scooping soup for the souls crossing the bridge.

When she saw Li Nianfan, her kind smile suddenly became more kind, and she nodded to show her friendliness.

Li Nianfan smiled stiffly in response, looked at the soup, felt a slight chill in his heart, and looked away.

This soup...is not a good soup, it is absolutely undrinkable.

"No, I don't want to drink!" Suddenly came a desperate voice.

It was a middle-aged man, his face was full of panic, and when Meng Po Tang was served in front of him, he finally broke out, trembling all over, and was about to run away.

But before he took the first step to escape, he was caught by the ghost guards on both sides, and he was fixed tightly.

"Boy, do you dare to make trouble here?" The ghost guard smiled coldly and threatened: "Drink quickly, or you will be remembered as a pass on the road of reincarnation!"

"No, you two bad guys, I also want to cooperate. The key point is that the soup is really bad. The taste... vomit!"

The middle-aged man was about to cry, "Ouch! I can't do it anymore, I really can't take it anymore, it's my last meal anyway, can you stop being so unpalatable?"

"Drink this soup, make sure you forget what it means to be unpalatable."

"no, do not want!"

The two ghost guards smiled ferociously, obviously not surprised by this phenomenon, they easily detained the middle-aged man, and then "gurgled", poured down a bowl of soup without a single drop.

I saw that the middle-aged man's body was trembling crazily, his mouth made a "lululu" trembling sound, his face was distorted, and he seemed to be in extreme pain.

But soon, the struggle disappeared.

The middle-aged man became expressionless, his eyes were dull, and he stared blankly ahead, obviously forgetting everything, so he quietly floated across the Naihe Bridge and drifted away into the distance.

"hiss--"

Li Nianfan gasped, his scalp went numb, he was really frightened by the brutal scene in front of him.

Terrible, terrible!

Fortunately, I am not in this team, fortunately, fortunately!