I Became An Acre Of Haunted Land

Outside the Jialan Temple, Master Huizhi looked at the sweating monks who were still hot even in the cold winter, silently chanted the Buddha's name, and then drove away with the tractor.

In this wasteland, there are no roads and no materials. How easy is it to build a temple from scratch?

Relying on a few dozens of people, without borrowing tools at all, and building a temple with bare hands is simply not feasible.

Therefore, after seeing that the efficiency of the demon lord's sect's use of tractors has improved, he couldn't help but spend money to buy a few tractors.

Now, Master Huizhi is rushing towards the direction of the Lushui River.

The materials purchased by Jiangnan City can only be received by transport ships on the banks of the Lushui River at present, for no other reason than safety.

Now the ferocious beasts gathered around the wasteland, if the vehicles transporting supplies were not protected, how would they dare to come here? Although their location is safe, it is because there is a demon lord in this location.

A little further to the periphery, it is completely a world of ferocious beasts.

When the ascetic monks from the Garan Temple came here before, they overcame thorns and thorns all the way. I don’t know how many beasts they saved. After arriving in this wasteland, it can be said that everyone was injured.

It was at this time that Master Huizhi understood the difficulty of building a temple on the wasteland.

Without roads, materials cannot be transported in, and even the most common cold houses are difficult to build.

In the end, Master Huizhi had no choice but to find a way by water.

But on the waterway, the Dizong occupies the best position, and what will appear in the sect of the demon lord can be guessed without much thought.

No need to guess, Master Huizhi has seen it all.

In broad daylight, the little ghost Bai Gugu ran around, the Bai Lan family ran back and forth with their ethereal figures, and Jiangnan Wang sat alone in the middle army and directed them all the time.

This is total hell.

Several times, the monks in the sect couldn't help but want to suppress those ghosts who dared to run out in broad daylight, but they were all stopped by Master Huizhi.

The demon lord himself is a great demon, the sect is full of dark energy and ghosts, suppressing them, how can he confess like the demon lord?

As long as those ghosts don't trespass on their temple gates, they don't allow it.

If there really are fierce ghosts who are not afraid of death entering their sect, they can fight back at this time.

This point has already been explained to Xiaocheng.

They are monks, and it is their duty to eliminate demons and defend the way.

But, now is not the time.

Glancing in the direction of Liu Lin, Master Huizhi was quite satisfied.

Being able to build a temple on this land is already a huge advantage for them. At least, their Jialan Temple has the upper hand this time.

After the spiritual energy revived, the ghost way opened wide, and Buddhism also prospered.

But hidden under this prosperity, the relationship between various monasteries and courtyards has become not so good.

Buddha is selfless and compassionate. He treats all beings equally.

But the hosts of various temples are not Buddhas, they are human beings.

All people have selfishness.

And with selfishness, things will start to change.

Master Huizhi admitted this. As a monk of Jialan Temple, he must put the interests of Jialan Temple first.

On the day of Liu Jingjing's transformation, if the people of their Jialan Temple were to protect it, when the Lord Buddha was born and distributed merits, they would naturally be the first in Jialan Temple.

Although they are monks, they also have needs and requests.

Isn't practicing Buddhahood just to become a Buddha?

The yellow and white vulgar things in the world are fake, they don't need them, but if they have merit...

"Amitabha, this poor monk has taken this step this time, and I don't know whether it is right or wrong, but the birth of Liu Jingjing will definitely be a great merit in the world. The devil is evil, so naturally it is not necessary, but all living beings are all living beings. It's me too!"

The distracting thoughts that arise in my mind from time to time make Master Huizhi want to get rid of them, but it is difficult to get rid of them.

These distracting thoughts are what he dreams of, how can he control them?

Liu Jingjing is the most precious treasure in the net bottle, the spirit cultivated by the heaven and the earth, no matter what it is, protecting her side will definitely bring great merit to the body.

If he, Master Huizhi, hadn't been destined to enter the willow forest and accidentally learned about all this, how could he have a chance.

To put it bluntly, if Liu Jingjing's life experience is reported to the major monasteries, it will be a problem whether it will be his turn or not.

Therefore, at this time, Master Huizhi focused on building temples, and he must firmly grasp the opportunity.

"chug chug..."

The walking tractor is considered stable on the road plowed by the giant crocodile beast. The devil master was able to drive the beast to build a sect for her. Master Huizhi is also a donkey. Such a scene.

The huge ferocious beast started to run, and the wind and dust billowed. It didn't take long at all, and a broad road ran out.

Although it is still a gravel and mud road, it is much better than before.

Although the demon lord does not need merit, but just relying on the fact that the imperial beast opened the way, the merit will still bless her.

At that time, the Lord Buddha will come to suppress her, so he has to consider this point.

Seeing that the Lushui River was getting closer and closer, Master Huizhi withdrew his distracting thoughts at this moment, and began to maneuver the walking tractor into the dock.

The transport ship would bring in a large amount of supplies every time, including those from the Demon Lord's sect and those from the Garan Temple. He had to personally put the supplies into the funnel and then transport them back to the Garan Temple.

There are few people in this temple, even if Master Huizhi is on duty today, he has to rush over to help.

Carefully aligning the shelf with the dock, Master Huizhi jumped off the tractor and saw that there were already people waiting on the boat.

He took a closer look at the person who came. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a windproof hat, so he couldn't tell the person's appearance at all.

"Amitabha, poor monk Jialan Temple Wisdom, dare to ask who is the master?"

"Master Huizhi, how long has it been since we last met, don't you know the old monk?"

When Master Huizhi approached, the monk standing on the edge of the transport ship took off the bamboo hat, and the familiar face appeared in front of him.

When Master Huizhi saw the person in front of him, he was surprised at first, but quickly hid the surprise on his face, and then chatted with the person in front of him as if meeting an old friend.

"It turned out to be the presiding officer Qianye of Huangshan Temple. Before the abbot was wearing a bamboo hat, it was difficult for the poor monk to distinguish the appearance of the abbot Qianye."

At first, there was a haha, but then Master Huizhi became cautious.

The host Qianye didn't come early or late, but at this time, did the people of Huangshan Temple already know the situation of Liulin?

This place is located on the border of Jiangnan, so it can be said that it is the base camp of Huangshan Temple. If they know the situation of Liulin...

Master Huizhi didn't want to see him at all at this time.