Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

In the light of receiving and guiding Buddha, Fa Hai heard the shrill cry that came to his ears, and looked at the light of receiving and guiding Buddha that stopped.

He secretly sighed in his heart, clasped his hands together and said, Amitabha, you are so good.

Sure enough, this detached thing is hard to come by.

After finishing speaking, he left to receive and guide the Buddha's light, and flew towards Bai Suzhen.

Difficult, difficult, the most mysterious way, you have no past life and future life, so you want to cut off the past, how can it be so easy? Daoji looked at it, shook his head and sighed.

Brother, are you not going to help? Pu Miao asked Daoji with a pestle.

What help? To help Fahai return to his roots, or to help him bully an unborn child? Daoji stretched out his hand and slapped him on the bald head, and asked back.

That Bodhisattva... Pu Miao hesitated.

Bodhisattvas have great supernatural powers, are tall, and can withstand the collapse of the sky.

Can you stand it too? Daoji stretched out his hand again.

It's true. Pu Miao touched her aching head and said, Then look at it like this?

What are you looking at? Why don't you run away quickly and wait to be the fish in the pond? Daoji said, he was about to turn into a golden light and fly away.

Where are you going, brother? Suddenly in front of him was a young monk with a swollen nose and ragged clothes, holding a crooked stick, blocking his way.

There is still fire on the pot at home, I need to go back and have a look. Daoji made some nonsense, turned his head and left.

Monk, go slowly. Emperor Miaoyuan flashed in front of him, blocking his way.

Taoist priest, your opponent has been found. Daoji turned around quickly when he saw it.

If the monk's words don't count, the poor Taoist will demolish your temple. Emperor Miaoyou stopped him again.

Oh, it's slow. Daoji could only sigh as he watched Emperor Miaoyuan, Emperor Miaoyou and Mucha surround him.

Why don't you discuss it yourself, and let the monk let me go.

According to the decree of the Bodhisattva, please help the two senior brothers who subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger to help the sea of ​​Fa to ascend. The wooden fork said with a pig's face on it.

Monk, you promised the poor Taoist earlier that you would protect Bai Suzhen through this calamity.

If words don't count, Pindao will have to ask monks for more arguments in the future. Emperor Miaoyuan said.

Brother, don't take the decree quickly!

Monk, you should think about it, you still have doom.

You guys just kill the monk and I'll forget it. Daoji sat down on the ground, kicking his legs wildly.

Wa Wa cried loudly: I regret not listening to the old monk's words, I should not have come as a monk.

Okay, I won't force you to be a monk anymore. Emperor Miaoyuan said: You stop these two people here, so that they don't participate in it, okay?

A write-off? Daoji asked as he stood up.

A write-off. Emperor Miao Yuan nodded.

Brother, think twice... Mu Cha said hastily.

But Daoji ignored him, and directly said to Emperor Miaoyuan and Emperor Miaoyou: Okay, you can go.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled it towards the wooden fork.

When Mucha saw this, he immediately wanted to get away, but he was so weak from the beating by Zhao Gongming, otherwise he wouldn't have come to ask for help.

At this moment, he could barely lift his weapon, so how could he escape?

Daoji grabbed him, pulled Pu Miao together and said, Come, come, let's talk about Zen.

I don't understand Zen!

It's okay, the monk understands.

Brother, didn't you say you didn't understand earlier?

Now I understand again.

...

Emperor Miaoyuan and Emperor Miaoyou saw the entanglement of the Buddha light rising from the three of them, and flew towards Lingqing.

Here, Ling Qing saw Fa Hai stop his ascension, and then flew towards this side, his heart shivered.

Heart said: Sure enough, it won't end so easily.

Where will Zen Master go if he doesn't ascend? Ling Qingfei stood in front of Fa Hai.

The old monk originally thought that he would be able to ascend if he escaped the catastrophe, but he was wrong about the calamity.

It should belong to the old monk, and the old monk can't escape after all. Fahai Zen Master He Shi said.

How will Zen master's calamity be saved? Ling Qing asked.

The old man put Bai Suzhen under the Leifeng Pagoda, cut off the root cause, and then he can ascend. Fa Hai said.

Maybe the Zen master can explain it more clearly? Ling Qing asked puzzled.

Now that Bai Suzhen is giving birth, you put her under the Leifeng Pagoda, have you ever thought about that innocent child?

He is me, I am him, and if I kill him, I am killing me.

Only by beheading me can I be completely detached.

Fahai said something cloudy and misty, and without waiting for Lingqing to ask, he continued: Actually, there are some connections between you and me.

The old monk once studied with you as a teacher.

Ling Qing secretly said in her heart: As expected.

I heard him continue to say: After that catastrophe, His true spirit was broken, and he was separated and reunited in the cycle of reincarnation and has been sinking.

Of course, I am Him, the baby in this womb is also Him, and even Xu Xian is also Him.

However, He is not us.

And this child is this side of the world, the most likely to become one of him.

I thought I could break away from Him and be me.

I even gave back half of my origin to Him for this.

However, it still doesn't work.

Therefore, if I want to be me, I must cut the root of this child.

This will not hurt his life, but will only delay the time of his appearance.

For the sake of my relationship with your teacher, if you get out of the way, I won't make it difficult for you.

Forgive me for this disciple. Ling Qing immediately refused after hearing this.

Fahai closed his eyes slightly, then opened them and said, Then don't blame me...

Wait a minute, Master Zen. Ling Qing suddenly stopped him.

Seeing him stop, he said: The Zen master should know my master's supernatural powers, and even more so, the patriarch's supernatural powers.

If you want to transcend, you have to ask the patriarch and my master after all.

Now the old monk has no face to ask, so he can only follow his heart.

If the matter fails, then it is not allowed, and the old monk has no complaints. Fa Hai was silent for a while, then shook his head.

I have a method, I wonder if Zen Master would like to try it? Seeing that he was about to make another move, Ling Qing hurriedly said.

What can you do? Fa Hai asked.

My disciple is also cultivating the first qi, and I have a newly refined divine sword here, which has not yet been used. Ling Qing said, holding up the Xuanwu Yin-Yang Sword in his hand.

Said: I will use Xiantian Qi to sacrifice this sword to kill you.

If the patriarch and master allow it, you can cut off the past with the Zen master, become a spirit independently, and be your Buddha.

If the patriarch and master do not allow...

This sword was not cut by the disciple, but by the patriarch and the master, so don't blame the Zen master.

Speaking of Lingqing, he saluted first.

Hearing this, Fa Hai was silent for a long time, listening to Bai Suzhen's unceasing wailing and the beating of two hearts, one big and one small.

He sighed and said, Forget it, Amitabha!

Then he sat cross-legged and lowered his eyes.

Offended. Ling Qing bowed to him.

Emperor Miaoxiang and others merged with him, stomped lightly on the ground, and a Dharma altar rose.