hey demon

Chapter 1913 White Cicada
The underworld is full of different scenes. At this moment, in the cycle of reincarnation that is difficult for ordinary people to see, a bright moon is rising slowly.

"It's actually her? She has the fate of the eighth generation of Taiyin Star, and her fate is precious. She has been hidden in the reincarnation since her reincarnation, as if there is some restriction from heaven. Even I can't find her. I never thought that she would show traces today. Is it because the Buddhist sect has intervened to pry open the reincarnation?"

Watching the bright moon shining, Heishan seemed to be deep in thought.

Because Nishang, the Star God of the Moon, had a connection with Zhang Chunyi, she was given eight lifetimes of star destiny by Zhang Chunyi and reincarnated. In the future, she may have a chance to become the real Lord of the Moon and achieve immortality.

"This is fate. As Buddhism flourishes, Buddhist disciples emerge. As Longhu Mountain is a prominent sect in the world, it is natural that a Taoist disciple should be born to inherit Longhu Taoist tradition and promote the great Dao concept. After all, the promotion of Qi Refining Method still has a long way to go."

A thought came to his mind a lot at this moment. Then he stretched out his hand and picked up the bright moon from the chaos.

After doing all this and calming down the slight turbulence in the cycle of reincarnation, Black Mountain no longer paid attention to external affairs and fell silent again. Now that the power of the underworld reflects the yin and yang, and its luck is at its peak, it is a good time to practice. It must strive to achieve the ninth transformation of the golden nature as soon as possible, and the qualitative change of the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, so as to achieve perfection inside and outside and reach the peak of the Golden Immortal.

This is difficult, but for it, which follows the will of heaven and occupies the great trend of the acquired divine way, there are not too many obstacles. It only needs to move forward firmly. The only step that can really stop it is the step of establishing the Tao.

In this way, time passed silently, and hundreds of years passed in a flash.

Northern Wilderness, Golden Autumn Plain, this plain is known as one of the Twelve Plains of Northern Wilderness. It is a rare place with a pleasant climate in Northern Wilderness.

Jinsha River, the largest river in Jinqiuyuan, runs from south to north through the entire Jinqiuyuan.

Liujiang Village is a small village located on the bank of Jinsha River. It has about a hundred households, engaged in farming, fishing and hunting. At the westernmost end of the village is a family with the surname Bai. On this day, a baby was born in the Bai family.

He was born weighing 6.6 jin, and didn't cry or make a fuss. His family was worried that he was born with a disability or was mute. It happened to be summer, and there were cicadas chirping outside, so the elders named him "Cicada", hoping that he could make a clear voice like the cicada.

Ten years passed in a flash, and Bai Chan'er grew up day by day. Perhaps her family's prayers were really useful. Although Bai Chan'er was confused and silent for the first six years, he seemed to have gained enlightenment later. He not only learned to speak, but also became quite intelligent and learned things quickly.

In addition, he is kind-hearted and likes to help others, so he is liked by many people. Almost everyone in this small Liujiang Village is willing to be close to him, and he lives a very happy daily life. In addition to herding cattle and sheep, his favorite thing to do is to go to the White Horse Temple to listen to the abbot tell various stories.

The White Horse Temple is on a hill on the other side of the Jinsha River, facing Liujiang Village in the distance. The temple is not big and is very simple. It was built more than 20 years ago. There are not many people, only an old monk and three novices.

No one knew where the old monk came from, but he was a very kind and wise man. He had taught the villagers of Liujiang Village how to farm and often treated their illnesses, so he was respected by the surrounding villagers. As for the three little monks, they were three orphans adopted by the old monk.

But the good times did not last long. On an afternoon when the sky was filled with sunset glow, a gust of evil wind blew through, and the originally peaceful Liujiang Village was suddenly turned into a river of blood.

"Father, mother, uncles and aunts..."

Carrying a big carp, Bai Chan'er returned to the village. Seeing the corpses all over the ground, the joy on her face suddenly froze.

The corpses had black faces and shriveled bodies, and it was obvious that their souls and blood had been sucked out. Only Bai Chan'er managed to escape because he was chasing a big carp in the river and swam far away.

"How could this happen? How could this happen..."

Bai Chan'er was distraught, furious, and his expression changed several times. He fainted immediately, and when he woke up again, he was already in the White Horse Temple.

After waking up, Bai Chan'er did not cry or make a fuss. She just sat at the gate of the temple every day, looking out at the Jinsha River, as if waiting for something. This went on for one day, two days, and one year.

Looking at the white cicada like this, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Monk Huineng, could only sigh.

He knew what Bai Chan'er was waiting for, but since the dead cannot be resurrected, it was doomed to be in vain. All he could do was to recite the Three Thousand Buddhist Scriptures to Bai Chan'er, hoping to use Buddhist principles to guide him out of the haze. Apart from this, he could do nothing else. He was just a Buddhist practitioner, not a real Buddha.

In this way, White Horse Temple had its fourth novice monk.

While learning Buddhism from Huineng, Bai Chan'er gradually came out of it. He had a very good understanding and quickly finished reading all the scriptures in the temple. He also surpassed his teacher and learned good medical skills. He often went to other villages to cure diseases and save lives on behalf of Huineng.

It was during this process that he learned about the existence of demons and monsters. They possess powers far beyond the ordinary world and are worthy of awe. Mortals can only pray when they encounter them. The reason why Liujiang Village was destroyed was because a passing ghost was hungry and sucked them dry.

"Master, why do demons go around harming people?"

After returning from practicing medicine again, Bai Chan'er looked pale and asked the old abbot about his doubts.

This time he met a difficult patient, whose essence had been sucked away by an unknown demon. Even though he had superb medical skills, he was still in the mortal world and could not save the patient. He could only watch the patient die in front of him.

This experience awakened the seal in his heart. He felt powerless again, believing that studying medicine could not save the world.

Hearing this and looking at Bai Chan'er like this, Monk Huineng couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"It is the nature of demons to harm people, just like people eating rice. There is no right or wrong, only different positions. This is a conflict between races."

"Of course, the demons you encounter may not be real demons. They may also be cultivators who control demons. They harvest blood for food in order to strengthen themselves."

With a hoarse voice, as the sun set, Monk Huineng expressed his views.

Hearing this, Bai Chan'er was slightly stunned.

"Do demons eat humans like humans eat rice? Are there really no one who can restrain those practitioners who indulge demons? Am I really just going to watch those helpless people die?"

After asking three questions in a row, Bai Chan'er still couldn't calm down.

Upon hearing this, Monk Huineng fell into deep thought.

"I am just a Buddhist student, not a real Buddha. I cannot give you an answer to your question. It is said that there is a paradise in the far west, which is the residence of all Buddhas. There are thousands of Buddhas living there. If they talk about the Buddhist principles, maybe they will know the answer."

Looking towards the west, there was a hint of longing in Monk Huineng's eyes.

After getting this answer, Bai Chan'er followed Monk Huineng's gaze and looked towards the west, where she saw thousands of rays of light.