Mirroring the changes

"Amitabha~"

"I've met Master~"

Jian Zhen opened an area in the Killing Forest specifically for monsters who converted to Buddhism to practice.

When I saw Zen Master Loneliness, I immediately stood up and saluted.

A slight sweat broke out on Lonely Zen Master's forehead.

Monsters and Buddhism are natural enemies, so every time he sees these monsters spitting out scriptures, Master Lonely’s heart can’t help but tremble.

"Amitabha."

"No need to be polite."

Zen Master Loneliness didn't talk nonsense, and immediately told the story of Wanshou Villa's attack on Shasheng Temple.

When Jianzhen heard that the rest of the demon tribe had been subdued, his eyes lit up.

He was hunched over, like an old man who suddenly became energetic: "Amitabha~"

"Master, don't worry."

"Little monk, now we can save them from the sea of ​​suffering~"

Then one person and one demon left the Killing Forest and came to the outskirts of the Killing Temple.

When Mr. Yan broke through the barrier of Shasheng Temple, he also released the 'mirage' hidden in the barrier by Monk Mihan.

A group of monsters didn't know why and inhaled the mirage into their bodies, so they all fell asleep at this moment.

Seeing so many monsters, he smiled and the folds on his face could kill mosquitoes: "Hey, hey, Amitabha, Amitabha."

"Master, this is a great merit."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, raised his sword finger, and spat a spell.

Miso miso miso~

When Zen Master Loneliness was still wondering what to do with his cheap disciple, he saw white hairs rising from Jian Zhen's body.

As the Jian Zhen method was finished, a needle shadow flashed across his body.

Even though Zen Master Lonesome has advanced practice, he still cannot see clearly.

Swish swish swish~

I only felt the sound in the air in my ears. When I looked closely, I saw that there were already white thin needles on the bodies of the dreaming monsters.

Densely packed, every monster has them.

It can range from one or two to as many as a dozen.

Seeing these thin needles, Zen Master Loneliness suddenly realized.

He once heard Li Chen say that Jian Zhen's true form was a white hedgehog that had been practicing for thousands of years.

The thorns on its body are its innate magic weapon, and the "Ziwu Liu Zhu Jing" practiced is also a sacred art of medicine.

Jian Zhen relied on these tiny white hair needles to subdue many monsters.

Let them join Buddhism obediently.

So much so that now, Buddhist sutras and chanting can be heard in half of the killing forest.

"Ahem, very good~"

"Get up~"

Follow the orders given by Jianzhen.

A trace of light flashed on all the fine white needles.

The monsters in the dream suddenly got up from the ground as if they had received instructions.

They still closed their eyes, turned into walking zombies, and actually walked towards the killing forest under the command of "Jian Zhen".

"Eh~"

The highest point of the Sutra Pavilion.

Monk Mihan who witnessed all this couldn't help but be surprised.

He had heard Li Chen say before that he had accepted a great demon disciple.

But he didn't expect that the cultivation level of this big demon was still higher than his own.

"It seems that the bloodline of this great demon is also unusual." Monk Mi Jian nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"In this way, I can rest in seclusion with peace of mind."

Back then, when he was enlightened by the unknown monk and understood half of the 'Monument of Demon Cult' in the cave, he promised the monk to help the Sesshou Temple survive the disaster before going to retreat to practice.

No, it will take hundreds of years to wait.

Now that the demon clan in Wanshou Villa has been defeated, he can finally start to retreat to enlightenment.

Monk Mi Jian stood at the highest point of the Sutra Pavilion and had a panoramic view of the Sesshou Temple.

“I don’t know how many years it will be before I stand here and overlook the beautiful scenery next time.”

The demon clan itself has a long lifespan, and it is also a strange beast from the ancient times, practicing the way of creation.

Naturally, the time spent in retreat is longer than that of ordinary humans.

"No matter what, I should say hello to the little guy."

Thinking of this, his figure flashed and disappeared from the Sutra Pavilion.

But outside the Shasheng Temple, Monk Jianzhen suddenly looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion. The qi machine just now was not under him.

The Shasheng Temple is indeed a Buddhist holy place, and it is no surprise that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the temple.

Thinking of this, he looked at the monsters in front of him who had not yet woken up. His eyes swept across them and he couldn't help but look happy.

If you have so many merits, you won’t be burdened~

All of them are good prospects for Buddhism in the future.

Jian Zhen has high hopes for the 'Monk' system that he has opened.

"That...disciple, there are many more on the mountain opposite."

When he saw Zhen heard the words, his eyes lit up: "Very good, very good~"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already standing outside the large tent of Longevity Villa.

"Amitabha~"

Hearing the old Buddha's name, He Feiyu was slightly startled and walked out of the tent to look.

There was a rickety old man in front of him, who looked just like an ordinary person.

But judging from the soaring demonic aura that is unabashed and much more tyrannical than the big village owner.

This senior is even scarier than the 'Mirage King'.

It’s the demon clan again!

It’s a monk again!

What appeared before was the monster giant ‘King Mirage’.

Now another nameless monster appears.

The problem is that the two seniors turned out to be demons and entered Buddhism.

Is this the fate of my demon clan?

"Ahem, He Feiyu has met the senior." As the third owner of Wanshou Villa, He Feiyu was always praised for his resourcefulness. He Feiyu forced himself to calm down, covered his feather fan in front of him, and bowed slightly.

"Amitabha."

"I am Jianzhen, and I am honored to meet Mr. He."

Jianzhen?

'Jian' generation name? ?

He Feiyu was a little confused.

He knew that the Shasheng Temple gave Buddhist names according to the eight sufferings of sentient beings: Sheng, Mi, Hui, Ji, Li, Jian, De, Se, Suo, Xiang, Xing, Shi...

The current Buddhist disciple Li Chen is of the 'Li' generation name.

The six great abbots are of the 'Ji' generation name.

The three elders presiding over the temple are of the 'Hui' generation name.

And the 'Mirage King' who came before is considered a hidden predecessor, of the 'Mi' generation name.

All of this is reasonable.

But this 100% great demon in front of him is only... of the 'Jian' generation name!

It's outrageous.

"Well, senior, do you have any advice for visiting late at night?"

No matter what, courtesy is not a problem.

Jianzhen was also very satisfied with He Feiyu's reaction: "Amitabha."

"I do have some advice."

After saying that, he pointed to a flagpole standing outside the big tent.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright and the breeze was blowing.

A flag with the word "longevity" on the flagpole was swaying in the wind.

"Is it the flag that is moving? Or is it the wind?"

This Zen puzzle was actually a Zen puzzle that Lichen and the monks had at the auspicious Dharma Assembly.

At that time, all the monks in the entire Western Regions were unable to comprehend the truth.

At the end, after Lichen solved the mystery, they all suddenly realized it.

After that, Lichen also successfully established a sect and became the master of Buddhism in the past 600 years.

It was cited as a good story.

Although Jianzhen practiced in the Killing Forest day and night, occasionally disciples of the Killing Temple entered the forest to perform tasks.

So he promised a small profit and asked those disciples to tell the story.

Whenever he heard that his master had left the world and argued with the monks, and founded the Xin Sect, Monk Jianzhen could not help but feel excited: He is indeed worthy of being his master!

Later, he memorized this Zen idea of ​​"Is the flag moving? Is the wind moving?" and put it to use at this moment.