Taoist Asura, he has left the customs

The physical quality of the cultivator is still very good. As long as the spiritual power recovers, as long as the spiritual power is restored, the flesh and blood injuries on the body are nothing.

At first glance, the little girl's parents saw that their daughter had brought back a wild man, and it was a bloody wild man, and they were so angry that they almost convulsed.

The little girl wiped Yin's face calmly, and said: "Don't be angry, father and mother, this is a little master of the Buddhist family, if we save the people in the Buddhist family, maybe there will be good rewards."

What can my father and mother do? They believe in Buddhism, so of course they are happy to be saved.

Fu Jiangming watched the development of the matter inexplicably, and said, "This Li Niang didn't blush when she saved someone, so maybe I'll believe it!"

Ning Feichen hesitated to speak: "According to this development, wouldn't Moxiu catch up and destroy Li Niang's family?"

After Liaoyin woke up, he was very grateful to the little girl.

With a pale face, the little monk clasped his hands together, and said: "The poor monk is sorry, thank you for saving my life."

The little girl rested her head on the side of his bed, her eyes sparkled: "My surname is Liu, and my name is Qingli. You can call me Liniang."

Liaoyin bowed his head and silently said, "Don't look at indecent words," said: "There is a difference between men and women, poor monks dare not."

Li Niang laughed out of anger, "You little monk, you are really an idiot. As the saying goes, the kindness of life-saving springs up to repay me, what will you give me in return?"

Hearing this, Liao Yin said solemnly: "Whatever you want, girl, you can tell the little monk all you can, and if you can do what you can, you should be obliged to do so!"

The little girl smiled so much that her eyes curled up, like the new moon on the first day of the new year, she said: "I don't have anything to ask for, I read outside books that say that the grace of saving life should be promised with your body, little monk, what do you think?" ?”

After hearing this, Liaoyin's face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger: "Don't talk nonsense, benefactor! The little monk has entered the Buddhist gate, so the four elements are all empty, and he will serve the Buddha all his life. Apart from that, the girl is different. wishes?"

Liniang asked that she didn't get the same ending as the storybook, and she was a little unhappy: "It's you who said that I have a request, but you can just ask, but I mentioned it and said that this is not acceptable, and you monks can still go back on what you said?"

Liaoyin coughed, and covered his chest with one hand, trying to suppress the scorching pain: "Monks don't lie, as far as I can speak, the little monk really can't do what the girl said! Cough, cough, cough..."

Li Niang saw that Yin was coughing really badly, she got up and wanted to pat the little monk's back to make him smooth, but just as she stretched out her hand, Li Yin blocked it, and he tilted his head slightly, and said: "Would you like to kiss each other... "

Li Niang was stunned for a while when she heard the words, and somehow she became a little angry when she saw Yin's resolute look. She originally wanted to tease him, but this monk was so stubborn that he couldn't even make a joke!

The little girl put down her hands and said: "You monk, you don't know what is good or bad. I saved you in vain. I won't care about you anymore! Hmph!" Li Niang stomped her feet, seeing Yin still bowed her head and said nothing, Angrily turned around and left.

"I don't understand Fengyue." Fu Jiangming sighed, "If this is the number of kalpas, with the Buddha-nature of the cause, it is not difficult to get through this kalpa."

Ning Feichen said: "If the tribulation of love is so easy to overcome, then there won't be so many idiots complaining about women in the world."

"Love tribulation?" Fu Jiangming was a little puzzled: "What kind of love catastrophe is the monk going through?"

"Human beings have seven emotions and six desires. Buddhism emphasizes the emptiness of all five aggregates, and it just buries these emotions deeper than ordinary people." Ning Feichen's eyes were a little empty, and he continued: "This emotion does not only refer to love, Family and friendship are all within the Seven Emotions, and it will be smooth sailing, but if you can't, then stop here."

What Ning Feichen didn't say was that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is inherently limited, and mortals will have a bottleneck when they reach a certain level of cultivation.Survival of the fittest, if you can't get through this life, or become a part of the aura; if you get over it, you will rise to the sky and enjoy longevity.

As long as you embark on the road of practice, you will be "struggling".

Compete with people, compete with heaven.

Compete with others for victory and defeat, and compete with the sky for life and death.

After Li Niang left, Liaoyin coughed hard twice, suppressing the surge of spiritual energy in his chest, took out a pill from the space, swallowed it and began to meditate to heal his wounds.

This meditation lasted for two days and one night. When Liao opened his eyes again, it was already late at night outside. When he got up, he saw a small basket on the table in the room.

He put on his shoes and walked to the table, lifted the cloth covering the basket, and inside were a steamed bun and two dishes, one dish of pickled cucumbers, and one dish of fried vegetables. , but it probably has been left for too long, and the food has cooled completely.

Because it has been bigu for many years, besides, cultivators do not eat ordinary food. There are impurities in ordinary food, which are not beneficial to practice.

After a long time, Liao Yin took out the contents of the basket, sat on the stool, and ate the cold side dishes, mouthful after mouthful.

Liao Yin put down his chopsticks, took out a pen and paper from the space, and wrote: "This is a gift for you, and I will protect you well."

After writing, Liaoyin put a string of Buddhist beads on the paper. The whole body of the string of Buddhist beads was pitch black.

After finishing all this, Liao Yin was stunned for a long time, then put his palms together and silently recited a Buddha's name, and walked away from here.

Looking at Yin's back, Fu Jiangming had an ominous premonition: "Why do I feel that this scene seems familiar?"

Ning Feichen said, "The magic cultivator is here."

Fu Jiangming clapped his hands and said, "Nine out of ten scripts are written like this. As soon as the protagonist leaves, something will happen right away!"

It was the two demon cultivators who had hunted down Yin, and they found the way to Xian Jianchou, following the bloodstains and dragging traces all the way to find here.The two touched the small room where the wound was being healed, and saw the misfit string of beads on the table at a glance.

The two read the words on the note, looked at each other and laughed loudly. The next moment, the demonic energy rose into the sky, and the black flames spread rapidly until the entire village was reduced to ashes!

Throughout the night, the wailing continued.

Moxiu talked about the escaped monk, with a very regretful tone: "It's a pity that the monk still ran away. The good man of the ninth generation is reincarnated. It is rare to meet a spirit body that cannot be obtained. It must be the best for refining the soul!"

Another devil said with a smile: "If you can hide on the first day of the new year but not on the fifteenth day, we will definitely catch him and congratulate our lord on his awakening!"

The little girl who heard everything outside the door lay quietly in the black flame until she turned into nothingness.

The beautiful small mountain village is nothing but black powder, which disappears without a trace when the wind blows.

Holding the string of Buddhist beads, Moxiu squeezed the beads into fine powder with force in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he was blown away with the wind, leaving no trace.

He had already walked a long way, and because he sensed that the Buddhist beads were destroyed, his heart twitched suddenly, and he quickly walked back the same way with his spiritual power on his feet.

However, all that Liao Yin saw was the barrenness eroded by the devilish energy.

"Monk! If you hadn't left without saying goodbye, how could our village have become like this!!"

A familiar voice sounded behind Yin, and when he turned his head, he saw two lines of blood and tears hanging from the corners of the eyes of the lively girl before, her fingernails swelled and she rushed towards Yin with a roar.

Fu Jiangming suddenly realized: "It turns out that Li Niang has obsessions in her body, and her soul has not dissipated after death. After hearing Moxiu's conversation, she became more resentful. Coupled with the fetters between her and Liao Yin, she accidentally bumped into her." Underneath it became a ghost."

Although Li Gui and Ghost Cultivator are both ghosts, the former only relies on resentment and instinct to do things, and everyone can punish him; the latter is a serious cultivator, and if allowed, he can ascend to immortality when he reaches the realm.

Because she stretched out her hand to resist, but didn't use her spiritual power, Li Niang's nails pierced into her flesh in an instant, and blood spattered.

Liao Yin's eyes dimmed, dipped in his own blood, and wrote a volume of "Ksitigarbha Sutra" with the sky as the paper and blood as the pen. He wrote fast, but clearly legible, and the blood-colored scriptures shone with dots of golden light. After finishing writing the scriptures, because of a change in gesture, Liao put the entire volume of scriptures into Li Niang's body.

"Ah—" Li Niang wailed immediately, but he didn't stop, he quickly chanted the scriptures, and didn't stop until all the bloody scriptures were poured into Li Niang's body.

Li Niang, who was baptized by the scriptures, collapsed on the ground, and the nails on her hands slowly returned to their original shape. She raised her head, with two lines of blood and tears hanging on her face, but her eyes gradually became clear. She recognized the little monk in front of her, and she opened her mouth. , The tears are dry, but not a single tear can fall.

Ghosts have no tears.

After Li Niang calmed down, Liao Yin said, "If you wish to die, I can send you to reincarnate..."

"I don't!" Li Niang clenched her fists, her tone was more stern than ever: "I want revenge! Don't you still owe me kindness, then I will make a request now, I will not reincarnate, I want revenge!"

After finishing speaking, Li Niang raised the corners of her lips and smiled very sadly. She grabbed Yin's legs and feet, and her voice was soft, filled with endless prayers: "Little monk, don't drive me away, okay?"

Liao Yin looked at her, stretched out his injured arm in front of her, and said, "My blood can protect your soul."

— This is a promise.

The moment Li Niang put her lips together, a trace of black air slowly penetrated into the golden light of merit.

Fu Jiangming looked at Li Niang who was sucking blood, and snorted, "No wonder I can't feel the breath of ghost cultivators. It turns out that the blood of good people from the ninth generation has fed a ghost cultivator into a group of spirits. Carried on the karma. The little monk has suffered a lot for this kind repayment."

But Ning Feichen said: "Talk for another, Li Niang saved Yin, this is the cause; Moxiu Tucun, this is the effect. Yin owes Li Niang a cause and effect, what he said before is not bad."

"Is there really no affair?" Fu Jiangming looked at Ning Feichen.

Ning Feichen smiled slightly, his expression unpredictable: "Then who knows."

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