My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Pure Land Sect is a branch of Buddhism that began in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.In the Ming Dynasty, together with the White Lotus Sect, the Fire Worship Sect, and the Manichaeism, they were called the "Four Secret Sects".This group of people are all guys with real skills, and they can be regarded as high-ranking families in the Dao of Life and Death at that time.

The ancestral court of the Pure Land Sect is divided into two branches, one in Xiangji Temple in Chang'an and the other in Donglin Temple in Lushan. The later White Lotus Sect was born from the branch of Donglin Temple.

But everyone in the Dao of Life and Death knows that Folin Temple was born out of the branch of Xiangji Temple.

Hearing that Master Pingfeng died at the hands of the Pure Land Sect, Qin Kun said with emotion: "I'm afraid Xu Facheng will never end with you."

Miao Shan smiled wryly.

There is still a difference between Folin Temple and Pure Land Sect. After all, Folin Temple specializes in ghost hunting, and Buddhism is not that advanced.

Especially after the Yuan Dynasty, the Central Plains was raging with war. In order to stabilize the yin and yang and save the souls of the dead, Folin Temple has been walking among the people all year round, and has completely severed its relationship with the family.But Xu Facheng insisted on blaming himself for this grudge, which made sense.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's Dharma is boundless, and it can't save the idiots of the world." Miao Shan sighed, after washing his face, he hung a pot on his back, what kind of hatred and resentment.

Wang Gan chuckled: "Brother Miaoshan, it's fine to complain in front of us. If Xu Facheng hears it, he will really fight you desperately."

Master Pingfeng passed away unexpectedly, Qin Kun really did not expect it.But Mr. Xinglin said that those who died on the island would stay with the aborigines and would not disappear completely, so Qin Kun didn't worry about it anymore.

"Fatty, this is just one piece of news, what else?"

Wang Gan smiled wryly: "The old lady..."

Qin Kun opened his eyes again: "Dead too?"

"That's not the case. The old lady broke a taboo...and was detained in the village of Yingzhou." Wang Gan paused, "When I came, I saw Zhao Feng, with a donkey face drooping, begging for nothing. Ask me to help him save his master. I didn't agree...Zhao Feng probably went to find someone else."

The impact of these two things is really not small.

One is the Pingfeng Taoist with the highest status in the Huaxia Dao of Life and Death, and the other is the old Taisui with the highest seniority in the Huaxia Dao of Life and Death.

Qin Kun wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death, they could easily confess themselves to this island.

Qin Kun looked at Chu Qianxun: "Miss, what do you think?"

The ending of the real person Pingfeng is already doomed, and the old man still has a chance to save him. Qin Kun doesn't know whether he should make a move or not.

Chu Qianxun has changed from a beautiful girl with oxygen at the beginning to a witch who has no waves in the ancient well. After studying Candle Dragon Calculation, she is often tired.

Hearing Qin Kun's question, the candles in Chu Qianxun's eyes lit up, and Qin Kun knew that this was Chu Qianxun's state of thinking.

The flames in his eyes went out, Chu Qianxun came back to his senses, and looked at Qin Kun: "I think the two seniors... [-]% did it on purpose."

"Deliberately?!" Qin Kun and the others didn't understand.

Chu Qianxun said: "During the time when the Penglai boat was sailing, I used the Candle Dragon Calculator to spy on the karma of everyone, and I also read the two seniors. Although I am not sure, I am sure that the longevity of the two of them... ...not enough."

Qin Kun thought in his heart: the old lady is more than 100 years old, and her life expectancy is probably coming to an end. How talented is Pingfeng?Isn't he a few years older than Old Immortal Chu?The yang energy of the people in the secret door is much stronger than that of ordinary people. If you don't consider the backlash of spells and the sequelae of dealing with ghosts all year round, it is not a problem to live to be more than a hundred years old.

But Master Pingfeng was in a hurry to argue with the Pure Land Sect, and it must be because of the longevity jade. Could it be that his lifespan is really not enough?

Qin Kun settled down and said: "Since this is the case, let's not care about so much. Follow me up the mountain, and at the same time find a way to inform other people to leave here as soon as possible!"

Chapter 1183 People on the island can dream

Sanxian Island, Yingzhou.

In a small village, the villagers came back from fishing and nodded to an old Taoist priest.

The village was peaceful, and the old Taoist priest opened his robes and drank mulled wine.On the chest is a palm print, printed on the Suzaku tattoo, which has turned purple.

The old Taoist looked sad, as if he was remembering something, until another old Taoist came over and interrupted his train of thought.

"Nephew Qiu, haven't you slowed down yet?" Qiu Huaqing is the lay name of the old Taoist priest, Pingfeng Daoist Qiu Huaqing, the contemporary head of Maoshan.

Master Pingfeng's slightly drunken eyes became clear, and his expression was unexpected: "Old...old lady, why are you here?"

The old Taoist in front of the real Pingfeng, named Zhu Yun, was once a hot-blooded man, but time is not forgiving, a group of his old buddies have long since died, and none of the sect brothers are alive, the old Taoist bared his teeth, It seemed lonely and a little ridiculous.

"I came here earlier than you. After all, I'm old... After going to the island, I saw the beautiful scenery here, so I didn't want to leave."

Yulong Taisui Zhu Yun, the head of Yulong Mountain, one of the five elders of the Huaxia Dao of Life and Death.

At this moment, in a village, Pingfeng Daoist and Yulong Taisui appeared. I don't know if it was a coincidence or destiny.Master Pingfeng came back from the dead, appeared in the village, and was depressed all the time, until he met the old Tai Sui, he showed a little helpless smile.

"With the company of my predecessors, I won't look lonely when I talk about my hometown in the future."

The old Tai Sui took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Is this also considered longevity?"

"of course!"

"It's just that I will never see my disciples and grandchildren again, I feel a little sad..."

"Senior, you should be content..."

No matter how old you are, it's better to be alive than dead.

No matter what the reason for being left in Sanxian Island, it is doomed not to go back.Since they can't go back, they can only accept their fate. Moreover, for people of their age, being able to live in this form of life in a certain corner of the world is not bad.

The two veterans were very optimistic, ignoring some sad emotions, and began to chat.

Master Pingfeng has the imprint of great potential on his chest, which is the secret art of the Pure Land Sect. The old lady has a lot of experience and knowledge. When she heard about his fight with the Pure Land Sect, she sighed and said: "The method is wrong. The monks of the Pure Land Sect are full of wisdom, The power of will and supernatural powers are immeasurable, and it is useless to force them to fight against them."

Daoist Pingfeng was taken aback, he lived in the mountain gate for a long time, he dealt with ghosts more than people on weekdays, in terms of fighting skills, he was not as good as the old lady.

"Senior, can't you use lightning?"

"Of course not. In their techniques, even if you are as powerful as the sky, you can't beat them. Your palm is not light."

"Yes... Pindao tried to break the monk's dharma body with lightning techniques, but he never thought that before the thunder technique was shot, Pindao was smashed into pieces in the mirage world with his palm. I am really ashamed. I dare to ask seniors, what should I do?" How to deal with them?"

Pingfeng Zhenren majored in 'Dan Zi Juan', good at alchemy, not good at fighting.

He was a little brooding. If he had been able to snatch the longevity jade of the Pure Land Sect back then, it would be a different ending now.Maybe they have started the dragon boat and returned to China.

The old lady smiled: "Actually, you just need to forget about it."

"forget?"

Master Pingfeng smiled wryly: "Old Tai Sui, you have never experienced the power of that palm. In the mirage world, the poor heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all smashed. How can you forget that feeling?"

The old Tai Sui exhaled smoke: "Buddhist guarding the emptiness seems to be destroying you, but in fact it is crossing you. He is emptiness, he guards the emptiness, and his mirage world is also emptiness, and the seal of great potential is still emptiness, so we want you to become Empty. In their mirage world, as long as you forget, the pain will disappear.”

Daoist Pingfeng was thoughtful.

The old Tai Sui smiled: "Don't mention this, I arrived earlier than you and found a fun place."

Daoist Pingfeng was startled, the old Taisui was very young, like a naughty boy, he followed the old Taisui to a kitchen.

"Look, who's in the tank?!" the old Tai Sui asked triumphantly, stirring the water in the tank.

Next to the kitchen, there was a large tank filled with water. From the perspective of Master Pingfeng, the water was also composed of bunches of causal lines. With the ups and downs, more than a dozen faces appeared in it.

The faces are constantly floating, this is the causal line of more than a dozen people, Master Pingfeng was stunned after seeing one of the faces: "Senior Ge?"

One of the faces was none other than Ge Zhan!

The old Tai Sui smiled: "People in the village say that people with abnormal fates will appear in the waters near Sanxian Island. From ancient times to the present, there have been countless people with abnormal fates. If you can meet Ge Laopifu here, you say, is it fun?"

Good is good...but...how to play?

The old lady rolled up her sleeves: "When I was brought into the village, they told me: Although people on the island are not eligible to enter other people's karma lines, they can enter dreams. Let's go to Grampy's dream!"

As the old Tai Sui said, he scooped up water and splashed it on his face.

……

In China, in December, the temperature in Linjiang is frighteningly cold.

Kuishan old house.

In a bungalow in the courtyard, the temperature is very warm. This is Ge Zhan's room. Since the installation of floor heating, it has become the warmest room in the old Kuishan house.

In the house, Ge Zhan was dozing off in a wheelchair, the elder was drooling, while Jing Sansheng was tinkering with a humidifier. It took him a long time to get it done, and he found that his uncle had fallen asleep.

Standing up, she hammered her waist, and Su Lin came in from outside the house: "Master... Eldest brother sent two old ginseng. Shall I ask the kitchen to make chicken soup this afternoon?"

Jing Sansheng laughed and said: "Okay, Yuxuan has a heart. It just so happens that your master has been shouting that his bones are cold these days, so he will also make up for him."

As Jing Sansheng said, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the saliva from the corner of Ge Zhan's mouth.

Suddenly, Ge Zhan woke up from his sleep.

"Things without eyes!"

Long eyebrows were erected, and Ge Zhan stood up abruptly in the wheelchair. Jing Sansheng was startled, and hurried away, thinking that he had offended Ge Zhan.

"Uncle, I just wiped your drool for you..."

I saw Ge Zhan picking up the back-beating device next to him, ignoring Jing Sansheng, his eyes were as cold as real, and he looked around: "Who dares to disturb my dream?!"

Ge Zhan scanned the room, Jing Sansheng and Su Lin didn't dare to breathe.

After a long while, he realized that Ge Zhan was not targeting him, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Master...Uncle Master? What's wrong..."

Ge Zhan looked around and found nothing suspicious, threw away the back beater, and sat back in the wheelchair suspiciously.

"I dreamed about Zhu Yun, and Qiu Huaqing. They scared me in the dream..." Ge Zhan scratched his cheek.

Su Lin chuckled: "Master, your reaction is too big... Old Tai Sui and Pingfeng Daoist are both on the Penglai boat with Qin Kun, so how can I scare you."

Ge Zhan murmured: "But the dream is too real... I just thought that I got caught by some ghost's dreaming technique."

"Master, this is the old mansion in Kuishan. No one who doesn't have eyes would dare to trespass. I'll go first, and let the kitchen cook chicken soup for you!"

Ge Zhan's temper subsided, and when he heard that there was chicken soup to drink in the afternoon, he immediately smiled and returned to the crooked appearance of his mouth.

Su Lin went to the kitchen, Jing Sansheng stayed here, and tied a towel around Ge Zhan's neck: "Master, the room is already dry, so bear with the saliva first."

Ge Zhan wiped his mouth tremblingly: "Sansheng..."

"What's the matter, uncle?"

"Kun...how long have they been gone?"

"One month? Two months? My memory is not good, anyway, it's less than two months."

"Oh... Western devils... what are you doing...?"

"Uncle Zuo? I heard that it is better to run between Bailong Temple and Yinyang Temple. Ning Buwei and Ma Xiaohua took good care of him."

After Jing Sansheng finished answering, he found that Ge Zhan had fallen asleep again.

Jing Sansheng smiled, and covered Ge Zhan's knees with a thin blanket. Just as he left the house, Ge Zhan's voice came from the room again.

"Immortal! Are you still here? Where are you?!"

Looking at Ge Zhan growling in the room through the glass, Jing Sansheng was a little melancholy, and edited a message to Zuo Jinchen: Uncle Zuo, my uncle has been a little confused recently, do you want to come and see him...

Zuo Jinchen replied quickly: No, call me when you die.

Jing Sansheng smiled wryly.

Chapter 1184

"Historical Records Xiaowu Benji" records: "Those who go to the sea to seek Penglai say that Penglai is not far away, but those who cannot reach it will hardly see its spirit."

According to Qin Kun's understanding of this sentence, people who are not qualified to enter Penglai Mountain can't even see the outline of his breath.

Since ancient times, the art of looking at qi can be used to look at people, feng shui, and mountains.The qi is divided into red, black and purple. Red is for wealth, which is the aura of great wealth, black is for luck, and is for catastrophe, and purple is for life, which is for nobility.

People have spirit, so do mountains.

Seeing Penglai Mountain and stepping into Penglai Mountain are two completely different experiences.

From the outside, there is no difference between Penglai Mountain and ordinary mountains. Once you step into a certain range, a refreshing aura rushes to your face, purple lingering, and good luck. A place where you can be lucky.

"This smell...smelling it feels like it can increase your life..."

The smell in the mountains is so good, Wang Qian’s nose flutters, and the fairy air entering the nose seems to be able to turn into a trickle of clear springs, washing the heart and lungs, and inhaling one mouthful is almost intoxicating, taking a few more mouthfuls, the distracting thoughts and worries in the mind disappear, and the real empty space The state feels like it has been sublimated from the inside out.

The fog is hidden, and Wang Qian is floating like a fairy. No matter how fierce the competition for the longevity jade outside is, it will not affect the charm of this place.

The silk and bamboo in the empty valley are melodious, the water wheel is turning, and the Jinque Yuyu is hidden in the mist halfway up the mountain. The mountain is not big, but it is enough to exceed Qin Kun's imagination of the fairy mountain.

Fatty Wang turned into a small plane and circled forward as if he had been drugged. Qin Kun shook his head helplessly.

The stone steps in the forest were covered with moss, surrounded by tigers, cranes, apes and deer. When everyone was amazed at the majesty of the fairy tower in front of them, Wang Gan, who was so excited, felt a pain in his buttocks and came back to his senses: "Who sneaked me?!"

Wang Qian turned around suddenly, and found that a deer bit the talisman bag behind Wang Gan's buttocks. Seeing Wang Gan stop, the deer chewed the talisman paper in the talisman bag with relish.

Wang Gan pushed the deer's head away, the deer blinked, and sniffed the other talisman bags, Wang Gan quickly moved away, the deer kicked Wang Gan with its hind legs, and left with its buttocks twisted.

"I...fuck..."