We are in Liaozhai, and at the beginning, we forcibly marry a beautiful fox demon

Before Feng Yi could come to his senses, he saw the surrounding scenery change rapidly, and in an instant he was already above the temple hall.

Turning his head to look, he found that the old monk before was standing on the top of the main hall, his hands folded, and his face was solemn. Watching Feng Yi come out of the mural, his face was slightly relieved.

"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Yi had a solemn face, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the biggest question in his heart.

"Didn't the donor already guess?"

The old monk did not answer positively, and asked Feng Yi instead.

"Are you Zen Master Zhigong?"

Although this is a desolate and dilapidated Fei Temple, the lobby is covered with a clay statue of Zen Master Zhigong. The mural on the right is also a picture of Zen Master Zhigong lecturing.

More importantly, just now Feng Yi fell into the painting, and the monk he had just met seemed to be similar to the old monk in front of him. I didn't pay attention at the time, but when I looked at it at this time, the monk in the fantasy realm was obviously the appearance of the old monk when he was young.

"Yes, it's the poor monk!"

The old monk did not quibble and admitted it bluntly.

Listening to this old monk confirm his identity, Feng Yi was shocked again.

Zen Master Zhigong was the national teacher of Xiao Yan, Emperor Wudi of Liang, during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and was a pioneer of Zen Buddhism. Together with Dharma and Fu Dashi, he is known as the Three Masters of the Liang Dynasty.

It is rumored that it can judge people's misfortunes, and people rush to ask about it. Emperor Wudi of Qi confused the crowd and was imprisoned. But I saw that he was still walking the streets every day, busy checking the prison, but found that he was still meditating in prison. Emperor Qi Wudi had to invite him into the garden and forbid him to enter and exit.

It was only when Emperor Xiao Yan of Liang established the state that he was released and made a national teacher. It is rumored that he died at the age of 96 and was nicknamed "Master Guangji." "

The big beam that Feng Yi is in now is equivalent to the early days of the Braided Dynasty in his previous life, and it has been nearly eleven years since the Southern and Northern Dynasties! That is to say, if the old monk in front of him is really Zhigong Zen Master, he must be at least 1,100 years old.

So if what he said was true, the Zhigong Zen Master in front of him could live for so long, even if he was not ranked in the immortal class, I am afraid that he would be almost comparable to an immortal.

No wonder he couldn't see his cultivation at all before! Feng Yi thought secretly.

"Then why is the master here..." Zhigong

Zen Master did not answer, only stretched out his hand, and the mural on the right side of the sermon picture actually peeled off from the wall, turned into a paper scroll, and fell on Zhigong Zen Master's hand.

This! Feng Yi was surprised by Zhigong Zen Master's magical method, and that Zhigong Zen Master finally opened his mouth to explain.

"The host of this place was originally a disciple of mine, and he was naturally intelligent. I have learned the supreme method under my disciple, but I have never been able to understand the cause and effect of the world.

I drew this sermon picture for him! There are magic methods in it, which can become a realm of its own. When people are in the middle of it, there are various changes in circumstances according to changes in their hearts. My original intention was for him to experience Buddhism through this scroll for another lifetime, and finally achieve positive results.

"Alas! It's just that after all the things my apprentice went through in the painting, he fell into the evil path. That fool wholeheartedly thinks that cultivating the past life is because of the results of this life, and not the time to be happy in this life.

He found another illusion here, so he copied my sermon map, and based on this place he drew a map of the scattered flowers of the goddess. Tempt the foolish woman into it, and give her money and pleasure.

But it also caused trouble, and eventually led to the scourge of killing! "

It turns out that all this was led by the old monk's lack of strict discipline! It's just why his rhetoric is different from what Shu Xiang said just now!

Feng Yi's mother sold the approval in his heart, and he still looked sincere on the surface.

"But in that case, why are you still here, Senior Monk?"

"Although my apprentice is dead, the mural illusion is still there. Even I, without the permission of my master, cannot break this fairyland. The poor monks had to stay here and hide in the shadows, admonishing the idiots who accidentally walked in.

"However, now that you have eliminated the source of evil in that painting, the poor monk is also relieved."

Saying that, with another casual move, the painting of the wall heavenly lady scattered flowers also fell, turning into a scroll portrait.

Then he pointed to the picture of the female scattered flowers in this day and said: "Since the illusion here recognizes the donor as the master, it is appropriate to give this picture to the donor." Thank you for your help! Feng

Yi stepped forward to pick up the portrait and saw that the flower-throwing girl inside was no different from the original mural.

"Since the matter has been settled here, the poor monk should take a step first!"

Seeing that Zen Master Zhigong was leaving, Feng Yigang wanted to keep it, after all, he still had many questions that he did not understand.

"Little phantom demon, speak loudly! He even dared to impersonate Zhigong Zen Master! But

suddenly I heard a coquettish sound in the distance!

Feng Yi fixed his eyes, but found that he had not seen the fox girl Hongyu actually walk in for many days.

When Na Zhigong Zen Master saw Hong Yu come in, he seemed to be panicked, and immediately his steps were fast and he was about to flee.

But the red jade was just a simple body-fixing method, and the figure of Zen Master Nazhigong was fixed and immobile. Then, the red jade passed another spell, and Na Zhigong Zen Master actually changed his figure and turned into green smoke and disappeared, leaving only the scroll in his hand to fall to the ground.

Hong Yu then turned around and began to complain about Feng Yi!

"You disciple is really unsettling, I protected you all the way, but I didn't pay attention, you almost caught the path of the little phantom demon!"

"You don't want to think about it, that Zhigong Zen Master is a person who has been dead for thousands of years, how can he still be alive.

Even if Na Zhigong Zen Master was still alive, he was also a living Buddha like a great virtuous monk, how could he come to such a broken temple in a barren mountain! After

listening to Hongyu's words, Feng Yi had to smile awkwardly. At the same time, I also understood that no wonder I came all the way without encountering any danger, it turned out that Hong Yu was secretly helping herself.

I just don't know what this phantom demon caught by Red Jade is!

Seeing the doubts in Feng Yi's heart, Hong Yu just sneered.

"You want to know! Why don't you let your little lover talk about it!

As soon as the words fell, a young girl appeared in the Heavenly Lady Scattered Flower Diagram in Feng Yi's hand, it was the attendant. It's just that as soon as the incense landed, she knelt down and began to beg for mercy with pears and rain.

"This fairy sister spares her life, the concubine did not intend to deceive this prince, but was trapped here, and could only make this decision!" Shh Then

Feng Yi really understood the reason. The old monk just now was not some Zhigong Zen master, and this incense was not some scattered flower heavenly girl.

The two are just simple characters in this mural, but listening to the original monks chanting and burning incense here day and night, the two also took the opportunity to absorb the incense and slowly gained spiritual intelligence.

However, later the temple gradually decayed, and the incense needed for the two to cultivate had no source. The two originally wanted to leave here, but heaven and earth have their own rules, and absorbing incense qi cultivation also has a price.

After all, the incense qi absorbed by the two was dedicated to the gods, and slowly and naturally gave birth to a golden-armored god man. This golden-armored god man guarded the place, not allowing outsiders to enter, and not allowing those inside to go out.

The two were helpless, and began to lure people nearby with the environment in their paintings. It's just that these people are mostly ordinary mortals, with little magical power, naturally they can't beat the golden-armored gods, and they are beaten out every time. Until this time, I met Feng Yi who had magical powers.

"But since you are all characters in the painting and belong to the category of monsters, why didn't I see the flaws?"

Feng Yi asked again, wondering in his heart.

"Gongzi doesn't know something, although the two of us are also monsters, but they rely on the painting realm intangible and nothing, just look at the two of us, Gongzi naturally can't see anything. Don't believe it, Gongzi is looking at this scroll! Feng

Yi hurriedly used his mana again, carefully looked at the scroll, and sure enough, he saw that the cyan aura belonging to the demon category spread on it, but there was no harmful black qi.