[Comprehensive] Male gods don't want to fall in love

Di Xin jumped up and jumped along the wall into the yard of the house.

In the gazebo in the courtyard, he found the demon monk who was pretending to be, holding a small bottle of elixir and fooling the people begging for it.

"Who is this little junior brother?"

The demon monk spotted Di Xin in the blink of an eye.

If the person standing in his yard right now were other senior monks who were older, he would turn around and walk away without saying a word.But the little monk in front of him, the demon monk thinks that he has lived for 200 years, and he still can't fool a fledgling young man?

Thinking of this, the demon monk even took a look at Di Xin's demeanor, pondering, he really looked like an outsider when he kept silent like this, and he returned to another place, so he wanted to try the same thing. try.

Just as the demon monk was in a trance, Di Xin had already made a move.

With a flick of a finger, a burst of mana shot out, and the small porcelain bottle containing the harmful medicine on the table in the pavilion immediately rolled off the table and fell to the ground in all directions.

"what"

The people who came to ask for medicine at the wooden table in the pavilion let out a cry of surprise and took a few steps aside.

Di Xin didn't care about him, looked at the frightened and angry demon monk, without saying a word, and used all his abilities

That demon monk was transformed from a centipede.

There are some Taoism, but the Taoism is still too shallow after all.

The original body was called a natural born Buddha, and it wasn't just bragging. With the original ability of the original body, Di Xin beat the centipede's energy in two or three blows, and immediately showed its original shape.

The palm-sized centipede was under Di Xin's eyelids, trying to escape in vain. Di Xin threw out the Buddhist bead bracelet in his hand. centipede start problem

"The Poor Monk Jinshan Temple Fahai."

Centipede essence:

"Sister, look, I really didn't expect that little monk to be an eminent monk."

"Shh, that eminent monk has a higher level of cultivation than us, he listened carefully to what we said!"

"Then sister, the centipede spirit has been subdued, can't we make it through?"

"No, let's go back."

Di Xin vaguely heard the conversation coming from the wall beside him.

In fact, he doesn't like the feeling of being silently watched from the side, it will make him feel that danger is dormant by his side.But when he held his head up and looked sideways at the direction where the voice came from, the wall was already empty.

"Little, little master, that, that centipede?"

Di Xin squinted at the empty place, and turned around until he heard someone calling in his ear.

"The demon monk was transformed by the centipede essence, and the medicine was made by the demon monk's mana and poison. Although it can make people feel refreshed for a while, as if the medicine has cured their illness, it will only make people die faster. .”

Di Xin briefly explained the origin of the demon monk and the elixir, but he saw that the man in front of him trembled even more.

"Then, what should I do then?! I already took that pill from that demon monk the day before yesterday!"

"Little master, no, holy monk, please save my life!"

Holding Di Xin's hand, the man flicked his beard, as if he was about to cry.

Di Xin withdrew his hand a little uncomfortably. Seeing the nervous and aggrieved look of the man in front of him, he said, "The poison of the elixir is not unsolvable, but the poor monk needs to go back to Jinshan Temple to make some preparations. The three benefactors will visit Jinshan Temple later. That's it."

The man nodded repeatedly, feeling quite fortunate that he survived the catastrophe and his life was saved.

"As for those common people who also took the demon monk's medicine, I troubled the benefactor to take some care and asked them to come to Jinshan Temple."

Finally, after giving another word of advice, Di Xin left and returned to Jinshan Temple.

The centipede spirit's practice is not yet deep, and the poison is not too difficult to cure. After returning to Jinshan Temple, Di Xin didn't even bother to cure the poison for the people who had been going up the mountain to find him for detoxification.

Among those common people, there were those from Lin'an City, and some also came from other places after taking the medicine of the demon monk.

When the common people went down the mountain and returned to their respective places of origin, Di Xin's title of "Holy Monk of Fahai" quickly spread in the south of the Yangtze River like a storm.

In the past, when people came to Jinshan Temple, they mostly came for the abbot, and asked the abbot to palm their eyes to see if there were ghosts in their houses and villages.But now, when people come to Jinshan Temple and see the abbot, they will add a sentence without waiting for the abbot to speak.

"If the abbot is not free, it is also possible to let the holy monk Fa Hai hold the eyes for us."

Over the past year, Di Xin has gained a lot of experience in catching ghosts and monsters. When he saw ghosts and monsters, occasionally when he was in a good mood, he could tease them and let them do a few tricks. He is more inclined to make quick decisions.

So, every time he went out, he came back earlier and earlier.If you are in Lin'an City, you usually go out in the morning and come back at noon.If it was farther away and went to another place, it would be possible to return to Jinshan Temple almost the next day.

The abbot's health was getting worse day by day, but he looked more and more satisfied with Di Xin's eyes.

When winter came, the rain on the eaves of Jinshan Temple condensed into strips of ice, and the abbot could not survive.

That day, the abbot Hua sat cross-legged in his meditation room, bent over, with his forehead drooping, only his hands resting on his knees, still lightly clasped together on his chest.

And on the same day, after the abbot was cremated and the relics left in the flames were sent to the top of the Leifeng Pagoda with his own hands, Di Xin, also known as the "Holy Monk of Fahai", became the new abbot of Jinshan Temple.

The third year in this world, June.

In the past, Pingjiang was like Lin'an. It was located in the south of the Yangtze River. It was like a girl who was shy when she wanted to talk. It was always drizzle and seldom hit by heavy rain.Occasionally, when it rains heavily, it just comes and leaves in a hurry.

But this year, the rain seemed to be a little different, and it was more ferocious than at any other time in previous years.

It rained violently for three days, and thunder and lightning roared.

The broken rocks on the mountain couldn't stand the scour of the violent wind and rain, so they hurriedly rolled towards the Pingjiang Mansion at the foot of the mountain.

In the torrent formed by the rainwater in the city, not only the collapsed house beams and rocks from the mountain were floating, but also the corpses of people who had been swollen and turned white by the flood.

The bodies of rescued people, cats, dogs and poultry were all soaked in the flood water.

Soon the plague broke out.

The rain has not stopped here, the flood has not receded, and there are more people in danger there.

The disaster in Pingjiang Mansion is getting more and more serious, and for this disaster in Pingjiang Mansion, the plague is an additional disaster. The torrential rain that has been falling for three consecutive days, which seems to have no end, is the root cause of the disaster.

Di Xin walked all the way to Pingjiang, with a steady pace, one step was already a hundred meters away.When he arrived in Pingjiang, he went straight to the highest dome peak in Pingjiang, and flew to the top of the dome peak by stepping on the void.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Di Xin circulated mana quickly in his body, and then lingered that majestic mana in his palm, pouring it into the sky where the heavy rain was pouring down, as if he wanted to use his own power to contend with the heaven and the earth.

Not long after, the rain gradually lightened.

At this time, he suddenly heard the voices of two women behind his ears.

"Sister, look, we met this pretty monk again."

"Don't talk nonsense, the holy monk is here to rescue the disaster, so let's act quickly!"

Two familiar female voices came down, and Di Xin saw two women coming up behind him. Unlike him pouring mana into the sky, those two women poured mana into the earth.

When the rain stopped, the backflow of the flood receded, and the dark sky revealed a gleam of red sun, refined to the clarity it should have, then Di Xin looked sideways at the two women who had just rescued with him.

In other words, two snake monsters.

He nodded his chin as a greeting.

Di Xin didn't have the hobby of suppressing and subduing a monster when he saw it, let alone that he had just fought side by side with him just now.

But he didn't have the idea of ​​having a friendly conversation with the two monsters. When a rainbow appeared in the sky after the rain, starting from him, he immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot, and at the same time when the heaven and the earth covered him with a golden light of virtue, Silently chanting the heart sutra of reincarnation in the mouth, transcending the souls of the dead in the disaster.

One day and one night, when Di Xin opened his eyes again, the sisters and the two snake demons were no longer by his side.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the boulder of the mountain peak, and suddenly remembered the golden light of merit sent by heaven and earth after the rain stopped, couldn't help but attach some mana to his eyes, and looked inside at the condition of his body.

"what?"

Di Xin couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

It was clear that what he was wearing was the body of the monk Fahai, but the world seemed to understand everything, knowing that he was not the real Fahai, so the golden light of merit that day did not flow in the body of the monk Fahai, but is wrapped around his own soul.

Those merits are counted on his head.

Usually helping the common people accumulated small merits, so Di Xin never cared whether those merits belonged to the original body or his own.

It wasn't until today, when he saw that Yuanshen's body hadn't exhausted any merit, that he finally understood this.

Those merits belong to him.

Salvation?

Belonging to a stupid and absurd tyrant who deserves to exterminate himself before all people?

Kind of interesting.

Di Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, unconsciously a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his mind, he suddenly thought of Ji Fa, Jiang Ziya, and Nuwa.

He knew that if his guess was true, someone deliberately wanted him to know the truth about Yin Shang's downfall, and deliberately sent him into this world to occupy someone else's body.Then, this world will definitely not be the end of his life.

If he still has thousands of future lives, if he has accumulated merits for thousands of generations, then he may not be able to rely on merit to become a saint like Nuwa.

Those who overthrew his dynasty tried their best to pull him down from the position of the king of the world at the cost of the people of Li who they kept saying they loved like a son. What was it for?

that power?Mouth full of hypocritical benevolence?Or is it for his inviolable majesty?

Di Xin didn't care that he was defeated. He just lost in a power struggle.What he really cares about is why they beat him

They said he was stupid, bossy, and absurd, but Daji, wasn't it sent by them?Isn't what he did what they hoped for?

In essence, who could be more innocent than him?

Originally thought that Yu Jie Xing Lou was the end of his life, but Di Xin didn't want to go to the past to find out whose methods were more shady.

But the current situation seems to be a little different from this moment.

He discovered that his future actually had countless possibilities.

Maybe one day, he will even wear a golden light of merit and virtue, and stand in front of them as another saint with perfect merit and virtue in the world.At that time, he really wanted to see what kind of grand occasion they would have on their faces.