This electric shock feeling in the hairs of the monk Mo Yun was not a discomfort, but he felt a sense of sharpness from it. He knew that this was the sharpness emitted by a relatively sharp magic weapon, which was usually a knife or a sword, and also represented a powerful killing force.
With this feeling, Old Monk Mo Yun gathered his divine light and looked intently behind Ji Yuan. It was only at this moment that the sharpness of the Green Ivy Sword was slightly revealed, allowing Old Monk Mo Yun to see the long sword wrapped in emerald green vines.
Just by gathering the divine light and looking at it carefully for a while, Old Monk Mo Yun felt a slight pain between his eyebrows and a slight chill in his heart, knowing that this sword was extraordinary and beyond his imagination.
"Mr. Ji, who is the old acquaintance you are talking about?"
If a friend came, how could such a sharp and powerful magical weapon with unparalleled killing power appear? So the so-called old acquaintance is probably an enemy.
Sure enough, Ji Yuan looked back at him and said with a serious expression.
"The one who came should be a real demon that Ji knows, but he only has a feeling in his heart. It should be a while before he arrives. I think he doesn't know that Ji is here."
Ji Yuan thought that maybe it was because he had captured Bei Mu before, or maybe it was because his Taoism was improving, or maybe it was the real demon in his body that had the telepathic connection just now.
This thought was just in Ji Yuan's mind, but Master Mo Yun in front of him could no longer remain calm after hearing the word "true devil".
"Master Moyun, Buddhism is all about conquering demons, so why do you look like that?"
Monk Moyun was still unsure of Ji Yuan's level of Taoism. He only knew that his level of Taoism was far higher than his own. But even though Ji Yuan's tone when talking about the True Demon was not heavy, he still could not equate Ji Yuan with the True Demon at such a high level.
"Mr. Ji, Buddhism does talk a lot about conquering demons, but I am a low-level monk. When facing a real demon, the Buddhist Zen spirit may be taken advantage of by the demon, breaking my Zen mind and destroying my Buddhism..."
Ji Yuan nodded.
"How about this, Master, why don't you leave first?"
"this… "
After knowing this, Old Monk Mo Yun struggled internally for a moment, then replied with a bitter look on his face.
"If I leave now, I will probably plant a demon in my heart... Good be to the Great Ming Wang Buddha."
Monk Moyun's last chant of the Buddha's name had calmed him down, and he was truly mentally relaxed. This made Ji Yuan feel a little apologetic. Although what he said just now seemed insignificant, it had a different meaning to the monk in front of him and was still a bit casual.
"It's Ji's fault for mentioning the word 'true demon', which put the master in a dilemma, but..."
Ji Yuan continued seriously.
"As long as Ji is here, I can ensure that you will not have any inner demons, nor will you be harmed by the real demon. Well, the real demon is ever-changing. If you see a virtuous monk guarding the Li family, how do you think this demon will respond?"
Old Monk Mo Yun frowned, then turned around to look at Madam Li and the servants in the room, then looked at the other Li family members who were busy and happy. He could even see the three concubines not far away who were fanning themselves with round fans and smiling stiffly. All movements seemed very slow in the eyes of the old monk, and then he turned to look at Ji Yuan.
"Aren't you still here, Mr. Ji?"
"Oh, what if Ji is not here?"
Old Monk Mo Yun felt a little uneasy, not knowing what Ji Yuan meant, but he still gave a tentative answer.
"The real demon is strong and ever-changing. He plays with people's hearts and spreads filth. If there is a real demon coming, his purpose must be for the young master of the Li family. But if I am the only one here, according to the demon's temperament, he thinks everything is under control. He will definitely enjoy harassing me, breaking my Zen state and causing me to fall."
Ji Yuan nodded.
"Yes, then how can I break your Zen state?"
Monk Moyun looked at Ji Yuan. It was definitely not that Mr. Ji really didn't know this low-level question.
"The real devil is ever-changing and good at playing with people's hearts. As the saying goes, the devil comes from the heart, and the devil thoughts arise. Of course, the devil thoughts can also come from the outside and enter the inside. They want to break my Zen state and enjoy it, but it is not very effective to break my magic power and destroy my body from the outside. They will definitely enter my mind and stain my spiritual platform. The real devil changes as the heart wishes, and it can naturally turn into the devil in the heart. How can this little monk, with his low level of Taoism, resist..."
Death is certainly terrifying, but if he really had to die, Monk Moyun had the courage to face it. However, when he thought about his Zen state being broken and falling into the devil's way after a lifetime of practicing Buddhism, he couldn't help but panic. How could his current self face the possible future self
The panic was because the real devil was so terrifying. Monk Moyun knew that he had a high probability of being defeated, but precisely because of this panic, the possibility of facing the real devil became increasingly slim. This was a vicious cycle, and he was sinking deeper and deeper.
Seeing the appearance of old monk Mo Yun, Ji Yuan gently waved his sleeves, bringing up a breeze that brushed away the dark color on his body and also brought a feeling of warmth to the other party. If this goes on, even if the real devil hasn't come yet, monk Mo Yun's own inner demon might really arise.
"Master, you are right. If you want to marry the young master of the Li family, you must pass this test. And transforming into a demon and entering your heart is what the real demon likes the most..."
Having said that, Ji Yuan walked to the outside of the corridor and stretched his hand into the rain. The rain fell on Ji Yuan's hand, splashing water droplets, and then fell down the back of his hand.
"The true demon has many changes and is hard to predict, but when he transforms into a demon in your heart, it is also a restraint on yourself. It is a suitable place!"
Ji Yuan stretched out his hand and looked at Monk Mo Yun behind him. The latter looked at Ji Yuan blankly, then his gaze moved to Ji Yuan's hand. A pool of rain turned into ice crystals and was pinched in Mr. Ji's hand, no longer able to slip through his fingers like rain.
"What you mean, sir..."
After Monk Mo Yun asked this, Ji Yuan had just opened his mouth but before he could say anything, a deep voice with a cunning smile came from his sleeve.
"Hehehe, little monk, how can you be so stupid? Ji Yuan's intention is, of course, to set a trap for the real demon to fall into. When he is enjoying it, he suddenly finds himself in a worrying situation. Tsk tsk tsk, hasn't the real demon been played by us? Hahahaha, interesting!"
what sound
Old Monk Mo Yun was startled. If the voice had not come from Mr. Ji's sleeve, he would have almost thought that the real devil had arrived. But after coming to his senses, he slowly understood the meaning of the voice.
"Set a trap, which means I, the little monk..."
"Yes, you are the one with the idiot! Hehehehe..."
Ji Yuan saw that Old Monk Mo Yun’s expression was beginning to get tense again, so he quickly said something to comfort him.
"Master, rest assured. Having a true demon in your heart is like a fish in water. But when it comes to a battle of mind, I have never been afraid of anyone. I will definitely be able to protect your state of mind. Hmm, Xiezhi, do you want to get involved too?"
What Xiezhi said just now, "We have played with his devil's heart", proves that he also wants to participate. Sure enough, when he heard Ji Yuan ask this, Xiezhi hurriedly said.
"Of course, such fun things are rare. Oh, this is the real demon, I can..."
"Swallowed?"
Ji Yuan already knew what Xiezhi wanted to ask. This guy had simply exchanged souls with Taotie.
“Hahahaha, I know everything. However, in my current state, it’s still too difficult for me to swallow the real demon. Naturally, I need your help. But don’t be too heavy-handed and kill it directly!”
Ji Yuan smiled and didn't say much, but looked at the old monk Mo Yun again. The latter was much calmer now. He didn't ask Ji Yuan who was in his sleeve, but the fact that he could discuss with Ji Yuan how to deal with the real demon in such a relaxed tone also made the old monk Mo Yun feel a lot more at peace.
"Little monk, this time Ji Yuan and I used you as a trap to plot against the real demon, which actually means we also counted your contribution. Killing the real demon in your heart will be a tremendous help to your future Buddhist practice. Don't be ungrateful for what you have!"
What Xiezhi said was exactly what Ji Yuan wanted to say, but Ji Yuan's words were mainly in the form of tactful encouragement. But there was nothing wrong with Xiezhi saying that.
"Good be to the Great Ming King Buddha. Since Mr. Ji has a plan, I will risk my life to accompany you."
Monk Moyun closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together, and responded with a Buddhist chant, which made Ji Yuan nod slightly. This reaction was much better than being too excited or overly nervous.
After all, Monk Mo Yun didn't know enough about Ji Yuan, let alone Xiezhi, so it was still unknown whether he could deal with the real demon. It was already commendable that he could maintain such a mentality.
At this moment, Li Ping and a guard came hurriedly and came to the side of Monk Mo Yun.
"Sir, Master Imperial Preceptor, are three wet nurses enough? Uh... Master Imperial Preceptor, where is the sir?"
Li Ping arrived at the side of the old monk Mo Yun, looked around but could not find Ji Yuan there, and then looked inside the house too, and outside the corridor was a curtain of rain.
"Good be to the Great Ming Buddha, you are a hermit. Since your wife has successfully given birth to a child, you will naturally leave. Forgetting is emptiness, and there is nothing to think about. Master Li, please don't miss me!"
The old monk's voice carried a sense of Zen, echoing in Li Ping's ears and in Li Ping's heart. In fact, it also echoed in the ears of everyone in the Li Mansion.
From this moment on, the impression of Mr. Ji by everyone in the Li Mansion began to blur, and then faded into oblivion, hidden deep in their minds. This was the magical power of forgetfulness that Monk Moyun himself had comprehended from Buddhism, and it was also very miraculous.
This obviously helped to fill the loopholes in the trap, and also made Ji Yuan, who was already hiding in Taixu, nod secretly. This monk Mo Yun was quite smart after he reacted.