Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

In Lingyin Temple, Daoji was lying in the Daxiong Hall, tossing and turning uncomfortable.

Finally, he sat up abruptly and said, Oh, I shouldn't have gotten involved in it back then.

Forget it, who made the poor monk agree to the Taoist priest?

After finishing speaking, he pulled on his broken shoes, shook his cattail fan, and walked out staggeringly.

Amitabha, Daoji, where are you going? asked the abbot of Lingyin Temple, Elder Yuankong.

Old monk, I'm going to help people break up a fight. Daoji said.

Daoji, you'd better not get involved in this matter. Elder Yuan Kong persuaded.

I promised someone, but I don't care.

Besides, when you let me go, you didn't say that I wouldn't take care of it. Daoji said with a smile.

Well, no matter, since you say so, I can't stop you, but it's difficult for you to go. Elder Yuankong shook his head.

I'm not afraid of difficulties, I'm afraid I won't go. Daoji said and walked out of the temple gate.

Not far away, I saw a black-faced monk standing in the middle of the road.

Seeing Jigong Heshi said: Brother, please go back.

Pumiao, what are you doing here to stop me if you're not a monk in the monastery? Daoji came up to the monk and hit him three times with his heavenly spirit Gaibangbangbang.

This monk came to the world from the Western Tiger-subduing Arhat, and his Dharma name is Pumiao.

Pu Miao patted her head, and said again: The Bodhisattva asked me to talk about Zen with my brother.

What kind of Zen does my crazy monk know? Don't talk, don't talk. Daoji shook his head and squeezed past him to leave.

Senior brother, let's talk about it, otherwise I won't be able to explain. Pu Miao sat cross-legged on the ground, and the Buddha's light flashed behind him, and a fierce tiger loomed in the Buddha's light.

Daoji's body was also spontaneously aroused with the Buddha's light, but there was no dragon that should have been there.

The two people's Buddha lights, one golden and one white, transformed into countless words that collided with each other, and each collision burst out a wave of Buddha's rhyme.

Forget it, since you're here, come with me later. Seeing this, Dao Ji murmured, and strings of scriptures floated out of his mouth.

Let's go together after we finish talking about Zen. Pu Miao also let out strings of verses from his mouth.

In Lingxiao Temple, Ling Qing stroked the Xuanwu Yin-Yang Sword that had already been sacrificially practiced.

Turning his hands upside down, he walked out of the door and called Chang Ran over, The poor Taoist priest is leaving now, and I will leave this Taoist temple to you.

I hope you can practice well in the future and attain the Tao as soon as possible.

Realist, this disciple will definitely live up to the high expectations of the real person. Chang Ran said reluctantly.

Ling Qing patted him on the shoulder, and walked out of the Taoist temple.

After a while, I saw a young monk with an iron hoop on his head, long hair shawl, big eyes, Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, a mixed iron rod in his hand, and double hooks behind his back.

Seeing Ling Qing, he raised his palm and saluted, Junior Brother, I've heard it for a long time.

Senior brother, I have been looking up to you for a long time, I don't know what happened to the senior brother? Ling Qing looked at him with a flash of light in his eyes, and raised his hands.

I heard the name of the younger brother earlier, but I have never seen it. Today I have time to talk to the younger brother.

It's just a coincidence, my brother still has important matters, if my brother is not in a hurry, why don't you stay in the audience?

If you go to the poor road, you will go back. Ling Qing said.

When the guest comes, there is no reason for the master to avoid it. It's just talking, and it doesn't take much time for the younger brother.

Forget it, since the senior brother said so, the poor Taoist will tell the senior brother. Seeing what he said, Lingqing smiled and said.

Then his figure flickered, and Emperor Miaoxiang rushed towards him with the imperial whip in his hand.

When the monk saw him, he recited Amitabha Buddha, raised his iron rod and threw it at Emperor Miaoxiang.

Bang! !

The iron whip intersected with the iron rod, making a loud hum.

Then Emperor Miaoxiang rushed towards Lingqing like a fired shell.

Lingqing swung her body and turned into two, separated from Emperor Miaoyuan on the left and right, and caught Emperor Miaoxiang.

In the end, the distance was opened, and the last emperor Miaoyou surrounded the monk.

Junior brother's method is wonderful. The monk looked at it and praised, without the awareness of being surrounded.

It's a pity, senior brother didn't see everything. Ling Qing secretly said in her heart that it's a pity, now that there are only three clones by her side, she might not be able to do better than the one in front of her.

Immediately, a blue mist filled the surroundings, covering the mountain and the five people.

Junior brother has seen this before as a brother, if the junior brother has complete body parts, there is really nothing you can do as a brother.

But it's just like this... The monk shook his head when he saw it.

Then senior brother, let's make a breakthrough. In the palace, Ling Qing shook the whisk and said with a smile.

Although later I saw that the monk entered the battle and landed in Zhengbeikan Palace, he met the Miaoxiang Emperor again.

The monk is a living arhat, equivalent to the realm of the three kalpas, and his every move is unpredictable.

And Emperor Miaoxiang combined Kan and Gen palaces together.

With the blessing of the Nine Palaces World, although he has not reached the same level as him, he also has the fighting power of an earth immortal.

At this time, the two of them were fighting together, which was quite spectacular.

Hit from the sky to the mountains, into the sea, and from the sea back to the sky.

The surrounding sea turned into infinite beasts, but except for a few, they couldn't get close to the monk's body at all.

He had no choice but to integrate into the body of Emperor Miaoxiang to restore his mana and enhance his combat power.

Gradually, the monk's divine power became stronger and stronger, and with one swing of the stick, he was able to punch Wang Yang out of a deep ravine.

With a quick sweep, all the beasts in front of him were swept away.

Emperor Miaoxiang rushed forward several times, but was beaten back by him, turned around and disappeared immediately.

The scenery in front of the monk has also changed from nine mountains and nine seas to a forest.

In the middle palace, Ling Qing knew that he couldn't be trapped for a long time, so she immediately slapped her body off the altar.

A law was raised from the altar, Ling Qing raised the flag and raised his hand to strike a thunderbolt.

The token flew up from the bill and twirled in front of him.

Nianxiang said: I would like to invite General Zhao of Xuantan to straddle a black tiger and step on five fires, holding an iron whip in his hand to move the world and cut off the evil gods in the world.

I present the imperial edict of the Qing Lingbao, burn incense and worship before the altar, the disciples worship three times with one heart, and the Marshal of Xuantan descends.

The magic soldiers are as urgent as the law!

Come on, Lingqing put the incense in the incense burner.

I saw the incense burnt red, and instantly turned into a wisp of cigarette smoke and disappeared into the air.

Then there was a tiger roar in the air like a thunderbolt.

A man with a black face and black beard, wearing golden armor, holding an iron whip, straddling a black tiger, and stepping on a fire wheel landed in front of the altar.

It was Zhao Gongming, the True Lord of Xuantan.

Disciple has met Master Uncle! Ling Qing bowed hurriedly.

I already know what you're asking for, I'll stop him, you go. Zhao Gongming looked at the monks in Zhen Palace and said.

Thank you, Master Uncle. Ling Qing bowed again, and directly took away the magic weapon incarnation.

The monk saw Zhao Gongming for a while, and bowed together: Mucha has seen the real king!

You are not allowed to descend into the mortal world privately, follow me back and be punished. Zhao Gongming pointed at him with the iron whip in his hand.

The disciple has received the decree of the Bodhisattva, not descended from the world without permission. Mu Cha said.

But the Bodhisattva doesn't understand. Since you say so, let me explain it clearly in front of the Bodhisattva. After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he wanted to arrest him.

Mu Cha hurriedly waved the iron rod in his hand, and was about to speak.

But Zhao Gongming yelled suddenly: Okay, it really is a guilty conscience, and you dare to resist? Please forgive me.

Immediately, a black tiger sprang up, holding an iron whip in its hand, and without allowing Mu Cha to say anything, it struck him with split hands.

Mu Cha had no choice but to greet him with a stick, but this was exactly what Zhao Gongming said in protest.

Zhao Gongming groaned coldly in his heart, beating him so hard that he couldn't help it, he didn't care about Lingqing at all.

Seeing Lingqing, she straightened her body and headed for Zhenjiang.