Chapter 144 Double Standard Monk
"Master, you are in trouble..." The girl's charm was no longer the same as before. She seemed to have been severely injured, and her aura actually fell below the Taoist level.
A bloody mouth opened from the void behind her, swallowing her entire body in an instant.
At this time, the blood-red covering the sky gradually faded and completely dissipated in a moment.
It’s just that the clouds and mist are still thick and thick, and if they want to be suppressed.
Xie Que exhaled. Although this flesh and blood Bodhisattva is just a collection of corpses of ordinary people and warriors, its super resilience makes its vitality extremely tenacious.
If he hadn't spent a lot of energy and blood, evaporating almost all the blood in his body in an instant, and Xie Que used the wind of his fist to spread his ashes, he probably wouldn't have been killed so easily.
The shadow of the big fish behind him transformed into the Monkey King again, and several monkey hairs fell from his body.
The holy method of fighting is not only a Tiangang numbering method, but also a divination method.
After Xie Que redeemed the Wishful Book, the phantom of the Monkey King had this effect.
"Someone is spying secretly." Xie Que glanced around with the spirit of a martial saint, and finally looked at the sea.
An old monk in yellow robe walked on the water, constantly chanting the Buddha's name.
Xie Que recalled that the monk's robes looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.
"Amitabha." The yellow-robed old monk held a Buddhist bead in his hand, and at his feet was a huge orca.
Looking at the aura of the orca, it seems that he has already entered the Tao.
Xie Que couldn't help but be surprised that there was actually a great demon among the killer whales.
"The barrier has been lifted, and we have arrived." The orca revealed half of its head and spoke in human words: "Old monk, it's time to pay the toll."
Xie Que was stunned. This tone was somewhat similar to the human race of Qiongyuhai.
And judging from his tone, he was exactly the same as those of the nearby orcas, extremely philistine.
The old monk couldn't help but stiffen his face, and the chanting in his mouth stopped abruptly.
The orca spoke again: "You don't want to ride on the King Whale, do you? Be careful that my grandma will cause trouble for you Nanfa Temple."
"Please wait a moment, donor." The old monk's face dropped.
Nanfa Temple? A thunder exploded in Xie Que's heart. Isn't that the place where Feng Zidu was born?
After a long period of silence, the old monk took out three demon pills from his waist and threw them into the sea.
The orca jumped up happily and swallowed one mouthful after another, and the old monk also stepped forward and stepped on the water.
Xie Que wanted to call the orca to stop, but he didn't expect that the orca was like a black stream of light, disappearing under the water and disappearing in an instant.
He forced down the curiosity in his heart and looked at the old monk in front of him.
"Master, are you from Nanfa Temple?" Xie Que secretly let out a hint of the spirit of the martial saint, and found that the old monk's momentum was as powerful as the sea, and he was a little confused.
At least a Da Zhenren of the sixth level of thunder tribulation or above, maybe even higher.
However, the aura of Buddhism in this old monk was quite pure. Xie Que thought about it and found that he was somewhat similar to the young monk from a thousand years ago.
The old monk nodded, covered his face and sighed: "I thought that Dazhou was a Buddhist kingdom on earth, but I didn't expect that evil ways were so rampant."
He bowed and saluted, his head almost touching the water: "On behalf of the people of Zhou Dynasty, I would like to express my gratitude to the benefactor."
Xie Que's mouth twitched.
How qualified is this monk who came from nowhere to represent the people of Zhou Dynasty?
However, Xie Que became somewhat interested and asked proactively: "Why are you here, Master?"
The old monk's face became sad, and he sat cross-legged on the water: "The poor monk was invited by Master Xuan of the Ming Dynasty to cross the sea and do what he did to succumb to the devil."
Xie Que couldn't help but be stunned for a while, Mingxuan was the temple name of the late Emperor Xuande.
Emperor Xuande was the last emperor and the biological father of King Yan. He respected Taoism and Buddhism, but he only disliked Shuiyue Chanyuan.
He even wanted to abolish Feng Zidu's title of Imperial Master.
Therefore, he ascended the throne for three years when he was over sixty years old. He died at the end of his life because he had not yet entered Taoism.
The Buddhist and Taoist alliance behind King Yan was an alliance formed by Emperor Xuande at that time, with the intention of fighting against Shuiyue Chanyuan.
Xie Que guessed that the demon that Emperor Xuande spoke of should be Shuiyue Chanyuan.
He asked the old monk again: "Decades after the death of Emperor Xuande, Master came across the sea this time. What kind of demon did he cast down?"
The old monk loudly announced the Buddha's name: "It doesn't matter, Lord Ming Xuan has already inherited all this to King Yan. The poor monk only needs to assist King Yan."
"Seeing that the donor is so powerful, like the Tai Sui God in the sky, why don't you help King Yan with me to conquer the demons in the world."
Xie Que secretly said that it was indeed the case.
But deep down in his heart, he was wondering, do you monks from Nanfa Temple only know this when you praise people?
After pondering for a while, Xie Que's face became serious: "Master, can you clearly see the shape of the flesh and blood Bodhisattva just now?"
The old monk nodded: "When the void world came, the old monk was blocked from outside, but he could still see clearly."
He clasped his hands together: "If the benefactor hadn't come like a god to succumb to the devil, I'm afraid thousands of people in this city would have become tributes to this altar."
After hearing this, Xie Que showed a smile and told the old monk word by word: "This flesh and blood Bodhisattva was done by King Yan's men."
"Now that Master knows about this, do you still want to assist King Yan?"
But to Xie Que's surprise, the old monk nodded: "It doesn't matter."
"King Kong casts down demons with angry eyes, which will also cause anger. Although this move is inappropriate, it also shows the determination of King Yan."
"The benefactor's words made the poor monk think more highly of King Yan."
Xie Que was a little dumbfounded, you are really good at playing double-standards like this.
He did not believe in evil: "Master, if King Yan wants you to slaughter a city for rebellion, will you be willing?"
"Amitabha." A trace of compassion appeared on the old monk's face: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Although he didn't say it directly, Xie Que already knew what the old monk meant.
He sighed: "Dare you ask Master the Buddha's name?"
The old monk shook his head: "I have not been able to practice Mahayana Buddhism and dare not speak the Buddha's name in vain. The old monk has a name, Feng Tianyu."
"Feng Tianyu." Xie Que was somewhat familiar. After a little thought, he realized that he was the abbot of Nanfa Temple a thousand years ago.
The old monk entered Taoism thousands of years ago, but now he has no idea how much he has cultivated. If he doesn't make a breakthrough, his lifespan will probably not be long.
After all, humans and monsters are different. Spirits and monsters practice slowly but have extremely long lifespans.
However, human beings practice very quickly. Even if they are real people who have entered Taoism, their ultimate life span is only a little over a thousand.
If you want to live longer, you need some auxiliary means or natural resources.
However, Xie Que guessed that the old monk had not yet reached the ninth level of thunder tribulation, otherwise he should have closed the death barrier in order to achieve a breakthrough.
Under the Nine Tribulations, even with all his firepower, he can touch it.
Xie Que became expressionless: "Master, please turn around. King Yan is not a good person and I must be able to see it clearly. It is better to save more days for practice to prove the true king of Yang Shen."
The old monk raised his head and looked at Xie Que, but his eyes no longer showed the compassion he had before: "The poor monk has ten metaphors, but he still lacks two of the spinning fire wheel and the void flower."
Xie Que understood instantly and also knew the old monk's true purpose of coming here.
He was very familiar with the "Ten Metaphors of Visualization and Esoteric Text" from Nanbo Temple, and one of the "Ten Metaphors" he condensed was the spinning fire wheel.
It says: The succession of dynasties and dynasties is endless, like a wheel of fire spinning without rest.
The "Spinning Fire Wheel" here refers to the Dragon Qi of the Dynasty.
Since there are still two metaphors missing, it means that the old monk's cultivation level should be at the eighth level of thunder tribulation.
The flower in the void is a non-existent method, with no sentient beings, no things, and nothing.
The practitioner needs to completely forget the nine metaphors he has practiced before he can get a void flower.
According to rumors, the Void Flower contains all Buddhist dharma.
After condensing the Void Flower, you should have broken through into the Tao and attained the Yangshen Dao.
Xie Que sneered: "It turns out that Nanfa Temple is only for saving oneself and not for saving sentient beings. They are of the same origin."