Since Wen Leyang came back from Mount Emei, the jade sword has helped him a lot several times. It can be said that it is the nature of the Thunder Heart Jade to block thunder, and it is also for himself to block the moon robbery and snatch the magic weapon. But the last time he summoned a strange combination of circumstances in the hands of the Weeping Buddha. , truly saved the lives of Wen Leyang and Mu Mu, and he also used the magic of breaking the demon body, seriously injuring himself. wWW.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.COm
Wen Leyang will repay the life-saving grace no matter what. However, he never expected that Bao Huan would ask such a question without thinking.
Wen Buzuo smelled the gossip and came over almost floating: "My Wen Leyang is the most favored by Master Changli!"
Wen Leyang also laughed, with a little pride in his eyebrows: "I am indeed not very restrained in front of Master Changli..."
Bao Huan's voice became more polite: "That's good, that's good, baby, I need your help with something..." Before he could finish his words, Wen Budo suddenly shouted at the jade knife: "Say! "
Wen Leyang almost felt a shiver in his jade knife. He was stunned for a moment before asking in a daze, "S-what did you say?"
Wen Buzuo's face shone with excitement: "Never mind, there's a big problem!"
Wen Leyang had no idea at all. Ever since he started speaking, this Jade Sword Huanhuan had been stiff and arrogant. Except for Master Tuo Xie, he had no respect or courtesy towards anyone. When he mentioned Chang Li just now, he suddenly became He spoke softly and seemed very embarrassed.
"Master Chang Li's sweetheart is our Master Tuo Xie. Hey, Bao Huan, don't forget who saved your life in the first place... However," Wen Buzuo snorted and sneered, but there was a trace of emotion on his face. It is a little figure who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic: "Where love lies, I'm afraid I can't help it..."
Bao Huan finally understood what Wen Budo meant, and before he could finish his words, he immediately cursed: "Fuck you! I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and I have long since lost that thought. In my eyes, Changli is nothing more than a bastard." She's a female doll. She may not be much older than you... "
Wen Buzuo had an expression on his face as expected: "Are you angry from embarrassment?"
He screamed angrily. It depends on Wen's posture if he continues. Even if Bao Huan fights to break him into pieces, he will call out some strange combination of circumstances to kill him. Cut his mouth.
Wen Leyang couldn't help crying or laughing and quickly tried to persuade him. He was comforted for a long time. Then he asked cautiously: "Then why are you asking about my Master Changli?"
"I won't tell you that this villain is here. Just think that I saved you in vain!" Bao Huan became excited. Start playing tricks again.
Wen Buzuo laughed loudly and was about to speak. A teapot flew over by Mr. Wen Si and smashed it away.
Only then did Bao Huan let out a breath of evil: "Baby, I want Changli to do me a favor. I said it last time. I made a general change in my cave. It is also a clone. But because of Changli Making trouble. The soul in the clone is scattered. He is just a fool who can't speak, move, and die."
Wen Leyang probably understood what Bao Huan was going to do. His eyes widened in surprise.
Sure enough, Bao Huan then said: "Although this clone was useless at the time, if it is still there now, it will be of great use! This clone was originally the flesh that fell from my body..." Listening to Bao Huan's statement, Wen Leyang immediately got goosebumps all over his body.
The more Bao Huan talked, the more excited he became: "As long as I find the clone, I will blow up this piece of thunder heart and risk my soul to die to return to the clone. If it succeeds, I can be reincarnated as a human being. If not... Hey, you have to try." Give it a try!”
Wen Leyang was a little confused: "Then why are you looking for Master Changli?"
"Firstly, if a big demon is willing to preside over the magic circle to help me protect the law, the chance of success will be greatly increased. However, the person who presides over the magic circle will lose some cultivation; secondly, I recovered before I went after Changli last time. Without the formation that protects the mountain, ordinary people can't go up at all. Changli has broken through it once before. If she can help, it can save a lot of twists and turns; thirdly... "
When Bao Huan said the third word, his voice suddenly became distorted again: "I can't remember where my cave is, and I have to rely on Changli to help me find it!"
Wen Leyang groaned and picked up a carrot that had just been given to him by his brothers in the village: "You can't find your cave?"
"Although Lei Xinyu and I, Mandrill, both belong to the five elements of earth. But I also lost a lot of demon energy when I possessed the soul. After I woke up, I couldn't remember many things, but where is the most important cave? , also among them!”
Bao Huan paused after speaking, as if he was afraid that Wen Leyang would not agree, and began to reason again: "You said, I didn't offend Chang Li, but she came to make trouble and stole my magic weapon. As a result, I made a fool's clone. It's her fault. First, right? She and I chased and fought, and although we exchanged bad words, we didn't really hurt anyone. The hatred wasn't too big, right? Later, I was plotted by a demon and got into Lei Xinyu to survive. In the final analysis, it was because of her, right? , now she should also help me because of the situation...right, right? And...if I break the demon body, I have actually lost the opportunity to practice again with this jade sword. If I can't recover my physical body, I won't be able to pass ten It’s only eight years since he died.”
Although Huo Huandi's voice was loud, the more he spoke, the less confident he became to save others by himself. If he were Changli, he would not care about the life and death of other monsters.
The mandrill who wears a ring and has a very high self-esteem. Since the collapse of his old nest, Zhaoyao Mountain, he has been alone and ignored other fellow demon sects. If he hadn't been in Jade Sword now, he still had a chance to live a new life, no matter what I won't ask for help either.
Just as Guo Huan finished speaking, a familiar yet hateful voice sounded from Wen Leyang's side without any warning: "Dream, Ancestor Changli spent his cultivation to help you recover your body. The first thing you do after you come back to life is to seek revenge from our grandma." !" Wen Buzuo came back without knowing when, standing next to Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang was completely shocked.
Bao Huan hurriedly explained: "My demonic energy has been greatly damaged, and the clone can only bear 30% of my magical power at best, so it can't defeat Changli. If you are really worried, let Changli take me back to the cave, and there is no need for her to preside over the ritual." Formation is fine too!”
Wen Leyang smiled kindly and said firmly: "When Master Changli comes back, I will beg her, but I don't dare to make the decision whether she agrees or not. But I will try my best!" Baohuan moved his demon body to save Wen Leyang and Mu Mu. , just to take a gamble and give away the favor first in exchange for a chance of regaining his freedom, Wen Leyang naturally had nothing to say. I must intercede with Bao Huan on this matter.
Bao Huan seemed to be relieved: "Just do what I said just now and tell Chang Li again. She has to save me once because of circumstances, right?"
Wen Buzu chuckled happily: "If you really said that, Grandmaster Changli would have crushed you into a thunder heart and given it to Xiao Yi on the spot."
The old men of the Wen family who had been silent next to them also laughed. Master Changli was not a person who liked to reason.
Wen Leyang also smiled, but soon remembered something else. His face suddenly became solemn: "Baohuan, how do you know that my Grandmaster Changli is still alive?" After Baohuan woke up, no one had ever told him that Changli was still alive, until just now he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to invite Changli. Help, Wen Leyang didn't care at first, but now he is full of suspicion when he thinks about it.
This time it was Guo Huan's turn to be stunned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course Changli is still alive, how old is she!" He didn't even know that the Demon Sect had been almost wiped out in two thousand years. Come. It is a matter of course that Changli is still alive. Not only Changli, but also other great demons should be alive and well.
Wen Leyang was talking to Bao Huan. While stimulating the life and death poison in his body to flow slowly, during the day, he suffered heavy blows from Zi Que Lao Dao's fists and Weeping Buddha's finger. However, for his body, this kind of pure injury seemed to heal quickly. .
When Mu Mu was rescuing Ah Dandi, she was hit by Wen Leyang and was seriously injured. However, like Wen Leyang, it was just a bruise. None of the Wen, Miao, and Luo families were short of elixirs to treat their injuries, even though they vomited a lot. Less blood. Her face was so pale that it made people feel distressed, but her life was not in danger. Xiao Yi, who was quick with her hands and feet, and several women from the Wen family took care of her.
Ah Dan held up a copper basin filled with water and never left his master's side. After a while, he started babbling and urging others to apply to Mu Mu's face.
There was no movement in the execution room, neither could the Buddha's light be seen, nor the Buddha's verses chanted, until at dawn the next day, a cooing sound suddenly came from the room. The people who were guarding outside immediately rushed in.
The old monk's expression turned from pale to dark gray in displeasure. He fell to the ground and struggled to stand up. However, the evil monk standing on the wooden board broke three times and slowly opened his eyes. There was no trace in his eyes. Emotions are as dull as a dead fish.
Everyone hurriedly helped Bu Le up, and the old monk shook his head laboriously: "It's okay, I finally revived him." He breathed hard for a while. Then he said to San Duan, the demon monk who was still hunched over, "We fought at the Yamaraja Temple in Shadi last time. I have something to ask you."
The demon monk Sandan's eyes moved and he turned his gaze to the old monk. The wrinkles on his face pulled at his bald scalp, and they seemed to be a smile.
The old monk was not happy. With the help of everyone, he reached the opposite side of the demon monk: "Do you still recognize me?"
Wen Buzu stamped his foot: "Is that what you want to ask him?" No one paid any attention to him, and Wen Buzu had long been accustomed to his status as the king of silence.
The demon monk San Duan looked devoid of any energy or luster, as if he had been dead for three days and three nights. But unexpectedly, his voice was as clear and sweet as cutting gold and jade: "A thousand years ago, you Hear me preach."
Although the old monk Bu Le looked gloomy, his eyes lit up when he heard this: "You really still remember me!"
The demon monk San Duan hummed: "Master said that if you can erase the demon nature, it will be a merit and save your life. So when you came to listen to my lecture, I paid more attention to you, so remember."
Others were confused. Old monk Bu Le had a face full of surprise. He jumped up from his chair, and then fell down with sore hands and feet. He reluctantly pointed a finger at the demon monk: "Your master... your master is Which one?!"
The demon monk let out two chuckles, like the singing of the Brahma from the Nine Heavens, which was refreshing and indescribably refreshing. His laughter was obviously a bit light, but his face was full of the sorrow of wasting his life. His voice was completely opposite to his expression. There was a hint of weirdness in the air in the execution room: "You have already guessed it, so why ask again? You cultivated into a human form fifteen hundred years ago. Master passed by the Great Mercy Temple when he was traveling and saw through your true form."
Wen Leyang also vaguely remembered now that he and Master Chang Li met the old monk Bu Le at the Great Mercy Temple for the first time. He once said that when he first became the abbot, he met a wild monk who kept orders every day. I talked to him about Buddhism and Zen principles, but I didn't feel happy until he left. I realized that the other person had already seen through his demon body.
The old monk Bu Le was covered in cold sweat. He swallowed hard and said, "Your master is... that wild monk who doesn't even have a Buddhist title?" The old monk Bu Le has been practicing for nineteen hundred years. Until now, the one who respects and awes him the most is naturally Chang Li. Master, but what frightened and unfathomable him the most was the wild monk. When he heard that the demon monk San Duan was actually the apprentice of the wild monk, his mind immediately went into chaos.
The demon monk's dead eyes turned away. He no longer looked at the old monk unhappy, but made a sharp move: "Master keeping you is a merit. I died because of you, I don't know if it is a merit or not."
The old monk Bu Le gasped for a while, then gradually regained his composure, and shook his head: "Then I don't understand even more." After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment: "Monk, you won't live long, I have exhausted all my mental strength and magical power. I can only keep you for a moment and a half, just because I don’t understand this.”
The demon monk San Duan stopped talking nonsense. He just replied calmly: "Ask. After asking, please do one thing for the sake of my master."
Bu Le nodded solemnly: "As long as I can do what I can. I don't understand why you gave up the Golden Light Avenue because you are well versed in Buddhism and have magical powers that even I can't see through!" The old monk was not happy to cultivate in the demon body. Although Zen is stubborn by nature, he always puts compassion and Zen principles first in his dealings with others. In his opinion, cultivating Buddhism can indeed lead to heaven, so he wanted to ask clearly about this three people whom he once greatly admired and who were more knowledgeable about Buddhism than him. Why did Monk Duan pick up the butcher knife? He immediately became a demon.
This kind of thinking is purely academic in nature.
The demon monk San Duan seemed to want to straighten up, but as soon as he moved, there was a terrible cracking sound of broken bones from his body, and then his body became even more rickety: "I save all sentient beings for the Buddha. There are tens of millions of believers in the world, but how many of them truly worship Buddha? To pray for peace, longevity, gold and silver, and luck. They are not worshiping Buddha, they are praying for Buddha! They kowtow a few times, do a few good deeds, and give up a few things. If you only have money for incense and incense, you come to the Buddha to ask for this or that. In the eyes of the world, the Buddha is just a businessman!"
The old rabbit demon was not happy to hear San Duan's words. He seemed to have forgotten the shock just now. His eyes lit up and he continued with a smile: "In the eyes of traders, Buddha is naturally a trader!"
The demon monk laughed loudly for three times: "The monk told the world on behalf of the Buddha that the world is empty and there is nothing except cause and effect. But the world told the Buddha that I don't worship you because of emptiness. On the contrary, I worship you because I don't have emptiness." I burned incense. You should protect my luck."
Contrary to the demonic monk's angry smile, the old monk sighed helplessly: "The world doesn't understand. That's why we need to persuade him, help him, and save him. It is not easy to enlighten this great wisdom in the world. However, there will always be some people with profound wisdom who can fully understand the Great Way."
The demon monk’s voice remained unchanged for three times, still clear and loud: “Wrong!”
The old monk was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"
"The mistake is forcing it! There is a golden avenue that goes straight to the spiritual world in the west, but how many people have walked through it since ancient times? Since no one in the world can walk up it, what is the purpose of saving all sentient beings but forcing it?" The demon monk Sandan's voice became louder and louder. The torture chamber, which was not spacious, was shaken steadily: "There is a bitter tree in the barren ridge, and the hard work every day makes a living. A man came to the tree and said: Three hundred miles to the west, there is a big lake, and the lakeside is lush and green. , why don't you go? The bitter tree was so happy that it cut off its roots, but it died on the barren ridge without even taking a step out!"
The old monk blinked his eyes unhappy, not knowing what to say.
The demon monk San Duan continued: "The world is like this bitter tree. Although life is hard, he still has someone to rely on. Why must he go to the lake? The person who persuaded the tree had good intentions, but he forgot that the tree was not him. He is not even a tree! Buddha is not a human being, and human beings are not a Buddha either!"
The demon monk finished his attack three times, and took a long breath: "Master only wanted to save people in his life, but in the end he was all lost. Why should I hold on to the Buddha!" As he said this, he almost exhausted his whole body. With all his strength, he reluctantly tilted his hands and threw out the little bone jade Buddha that Monk Bu Le had placed in his palm!
The old monk frowned unhappy, but it was hard to tell whether he was feeling regretful or relieved: "Your master has passed away?"
The demon monk San Duan chuckled again: "Don't worry, I died in your hands at my own fault. Not to mention that the master has passed away long ago. Even if he is still alive, he will not come to you for revenge."
Bu Le's old face turned red, it seemed that the demon monk had told him something that was on his mind.
The wild monk who spared Bu Le's life was nameless and unknown to the Tao of Cultivation, but his magical power could only be described as unfathomable. He had a total of five disciples in his life. Among them, the Demon Monk ranked third in San Duan. He had the best wisdom and talent among the brothers. Not only did he have a thorough understanding of Zen principles, but he also only had the master's true teachings. Therefore, when the old rabbit demon went to listen to the scriptures, he didn't recognize his ability at all.
The wild monk's supernatural powers grew stronger and stronger. The heavenly tribulation finally ushered in, and the demon monk Sanduan established the Yamaraja Temple to help his master accumulate karma to overcome the tribulation.
The wild monk worked conscientiously throughout his life to save all sentient beings for the Buddha of the West. Both he and his five disciples were full of confidence in overcoming the tribulation. Unexpectedly, when the tribulation came, one thunderstorm shattered the protective array and two thunderbolts destroyed it. The magic weapon to resist calamity and the triple thunderbolt dispelled the magical powers all over his body, and the fourth thunderbolt destroyed the wild monk's physical body!
The wild monk also had profound cultivation, even though his body was destroyed. But the master who finally retained some of his soul and the three parts of his soul and could not bear to worship the Buddha all his life was shattered by the earthly and heavenly tribulations descended by the Buddha. The faith he had accumulated over the years immediately collapsed.
At this time, Jade Sword Huan Huan suddenly interrupted: "The Heavenly Tribulation is the power of the nine thunders that shake the heaven and the earth, and is a final test for advanced monks. It was not sent down by the Buddha... What on earth is the Buddha?"
The demon monk San Duan sneered: "If the heavenly calamity is sent by the Buddha, why would you hurt my master? If it is not sent by the Buddha, then there is no point in trusting him!"
The demon monk San Duan changed his mind greatly after his master failed to overcome the tribulation. He betrayed the Buddha almost immediately. He protected the master's remaining soul and found the evil place. He did not hesitate to seal his body and let the evil spread. Returning to Master, although he ranks in the middle among his brothers, he has the highest prestige. One break, two breaks, four breaks, and five breaks all look at him.
The other four brothers worked together to move the Yamaraja Temple to the evil place overnight. However, the four of them were exhausted and eventually died in the evil place. The demon monk San Duan finally implanted the master's earth spirit into his body. In his ghost flesh, he is waiting for the day when the master can be reborn**.
The demon monk San Duan originally had Buddhist magical powers, but in the end he rebelled against Buddhism, his power was greatly damaged, and his skills changed from the authentic Buddhist method to the evil method.
Wen Leyang and the people around him looked at each other. To be honest, this matter is treasonous in the eyes of the old monk Bu Le, but in their eyes, it is just a common thought. As long as they can save that crucial person, they don't care whether the world is flooded or flooded. The flaming city!
The old monk sighed unhappily: "Then why don't you stay in Shadi to take care of me?"
The demon monk San Duan smiled bitterly: "It's all cause and effect, it's all destiny!"
The wild monk's soul woke up for a moment when the ghost flesh was implanted, but he didn't understand what his apprentice had done, so he just told San Duan. I still have a trace of my soul to escape.
If the remnant soul of the wild monk is allowed to be attached to the ghost meat mushroom, it will slowly grow. It will never take shape without thousands of years of effort, but if you can find another trace of the soul that can escape the thunder. You can get twice the result with half the effort. San Duan never thought that anyone could enter the evil place, let alone that someone could destroy the ghost meat mushroom. He usually wandered outside, trying to find another trace of the escaped soul of the wild monk.
As a result, something unexpected happened, and the remaining soul of the wild monk was swallowed by Ah Dan.
The wild monk discovered all this when he returned to Shadi. He encountered Miao Jiang rushing to help Wen Leyang's unhappy, and the two sides fought fiercely, and finally fled in defeat.
Having said this, the demon monk San Duan paused for a moment: "Master left behind two pieces of soul during the heavenly tribulation, one of which was snatched away by the zombie doll. Hey, I don't know if it was his fate or his fate. The other one was taken away by the zombie doll. The end of a piece of soul is unknown, but there is always some natural closeness between these two pieces of soul. I would not hesitate to sacrifice my own life to merge with the Weeping Buddha to snatch this zombie doll, in order to use it to find the master's other soul. A piece of soul!”
As he spoke, there was a crisp sound of bone cracking in the demon monk's broken neck. He suddenly raised his head, stared at the old monk Bu Le with his cold eyes like a dead fish, and spoke word by word. : "This is what I'm asking you for! For the sake of my master letting you go once, use that zombie doll to find the soul where the old man escaped!" (Full novel website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo. com)