Heaven is fearless

Does not give birth.

With the tip of Xiyi's tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, the name popped out soundlessly.

After Yingzhou Ghost Girl died, the formation left on Busheng lost its effectiveness, and Busheng, who looked like a child, grew to the size of 15 years old in just a few years, as if all the years imprisoned by the formation returned to him On his body, if he hadn't stepped into the road of cultivation and had the ability to retain his face, he might have turned into a senile old man in the past few years.

Busheng's eyes widened, and the Buddhist beads in his hand hurt his palm.

Under the gloomy sky, the ghost king stepped out of the blue smoke and raised the tails of his long and narrow eyes. A few strands of hair fell on the eyebrows that slanted into his temples and the red lips that were dripping with blood. The hair is thick and thick, not reflecting a little luster, and it is full of the strange beauty unique to dead bodies.

"...Your Majesty."

The young man took a breath slowly, and seriously called out the name he hadn't said for many years.

In his surprised and delighted eyes, the man with the same rich appearance as before raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him.

The heart that did not mention it suddenly let go.

Although Junshang said that he would be an enemy in the future, he still didn't think that Junshang would be so cruel. He used to like him so much, he would take him to the market slowly, buy him rattles, and tease him with a smile. he plays...

He was afraid that if he didn't see each other for too long, the king would forget him, so when the abbot allowed him to go down the mountain to travel, he couldn't wait to come to the ghost by himself.

The spring mountains, autumn waters, summer rains and winter snows along the way could not keep his gaze, he just wanted to hurry up and hurry up, the king is a bad and ruthless ghost, he has seen how he is merciless to those who show love to him The ghost girls show their bad side, just like monsters who know their own style and deliberately squander their charm. If he is later, the king will definitely not remember him.

Fortunately, Jun Shang is still willing to smile at him.

Does this mean that Jun Shang still has some affection for him in his heart?

As he thought about it, his sight was caught off guard by Mr. Xiyi's overly glamorous face, and the glamorous ghost king smiled at him with gentle eyes, and he was more happy if he didn't live, and a burst of golden light exploded like broken gold, suddenly The tumbling air wave pushed the ghost king out fiercely, Xi Yi stepped back in the air, his sleeves curled up like clouds, and he avoided several feet before stopping the castration.

"Tsk, there is such a baby, the great monk really likes you." Xi Yi complained lazily, with a smile and a little bit of regret, like a naive child who doesn't know much about the world.

My unborn heart cooled down inch by inch.

He recognized that burst of golden light. Before going down the mountain, the abbot wrote the Great Sun Tathagata Heart Sutra on his body with white relic lotus powder. This is a secret method of body protection in the Pure Land Buddhism. Attacked by evil things, the blow of an ordinary ghost cultivator may not even be able to hit the golden light that protects the body. Only the full blow of the ghost king can make the scriptures emit such a golden light that is about to shatter.

Ghost King's... full blow.

Busheng stared blankly at Xiyi who was full of laziness, he couldn't succeed with one blow, Xiyi was not annoyed, and asked with a smile: "Busheng, why did you suddenly think of going back to ghosts? Did you miss me? Exactly, you used to You also said that you will manage the warehouse for me, is this really true?"

His attitude was very ordinary and natural, as if he was not the one who killed the killer just now.

He was not born but he couldn't do it so freely, Xi Yi's attitude made him a little bit astonished, and the soft-spoken smile on the other side made him unable to arouse his anger for a moment, but the instinct still made the young man murmur: "You ...you want to kill me?"

Xi Yi was even more surprised than him, raised his eyebrows, and smiled half-smile: "Hey, kid, didn't you come to kill me? The future Buddha, the rising star of the Pure Land Buddhist Sect—he was born with me Enemy, I didn't kill you when you were a child, it was my kindness, how can there be any reason to let the sheep come to you?"

Busheng panicked when he heard the first half of the sentence, and explained helplessly: "I...I didn't! I didn't come to kill you! I just..."

"Of the Ten Commandments of Pure Land Buddhism, what is the first commandment?" Xi Yi interrupted him abruptly.

Just like being spot-checked by monks in the monastery, he blurted out subconsciously: "Evil ghosts deceive the mind, greed and anger are impure, and I will never show pity and forgiveness."

As soon as the words came out, his face suddenly turned pale.

Xi Yi blinked at him: "Look, the current situation is that no matter who dies between the two of us, it is a great thing for the other, right? The Brahmacharya above you has never done anything to kill ghost kings. Such a great achievement, I have never had the heart of a Buddha—”

The ghost king's sweet and soft voice sank: "I said, the next time we meet, we will be rivals. I won't show mercy to you. Have you forgotten?"

Those eyes with flowing gold sand looked at him blankly, like an innocent lamb being forced to face a bloody butcher knife: "I didn't..."

He didn't forget that he would keep in mind every word the Lord said, but when the Lord held him in his arms, he also said that he would protect him?Doesn't that count?

Xi Yi was impatient to entangle him with these meaningless past, but she still put on a smile on her face: "Don't talk about it, you didn't come to kill me, what are you here for?"

He just asked casually, obviously no matter what reason Busheng gave, he didn't intend to believe it. Although Busheng had been with him for a short time, he had already grasped the character of this ruthless ghost king by ten percent. Still smiling at him, the sparkling eyes are full of cold killing intent.

——He never gave up the temptation to kill a Buddhist disciple.

Fierce ghosts and Buddhist cultivators are life-and-mortal enemies, and the two are against each other. There is absolutely no possibility of peaceful coexistence. Don't think that the king has saved him, and he may be a little different to the king...

"Poor monk... come here to repay your favor." Busheng lowered his eyes, his tone returned to a soothing and dignified tone, deliberately avoiding Xiyi's probing gaze with a smile on his face.

Xi Yi stretched out his voice and said "oh", the voice was extremely frivolous, as if such a serious matter as "repaying favor" was not worth mentioning to him at all.

"Repay the favor? Is it for saving your life?" Xi Yi asked knowingly.

Busheng said in a low voice with difficulty: "Yes."

Xi Yi clapped his hands briskly, and said in a deliberately high-pitched and false voice of joy: "This is really great! It really is worthy of practicing the Buddhist practice of repayment for repayment. I am deeply moved! The grace of saving life, of course, is to use life." Come to pay, besides this, what other equal reward is there? You say yes, Xiaobusheng?"

He threw out a cold question lightly, and the young man in plain white monk robe lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, my mother once abandoned me in the Wangchuan River, and thousands of ghost corpses chased and devoured my flesh and blood. How did you rescue me?"

The thin smile on Xi Yi's face that was as white as paper suddenly stopped.

He lured hundreds of thousands of fierce ghosts, drove them into the river of forgetfulness, and frozen the river of forgetfulness for thousands of miles, only then did he lift out the unborn who had sunk to the bottom of the river.

——He didn't mention this to Busheng, did Busheng know something?

Busheng absorbed strength from his brief pause, and turned his face slightly. In the ghostly and dead sky, Buddha Xiu's whole body seemed to be glowing with fluffy warm light: "Your Majesty, you once entered the River of Forgetfulness to cross poverty. Monk, this poor monk is beyond his control, and now that he has accomplished something in his studies, he wants to come and save you."

Transcending the ghost king.

Putting these two words together sounds like a dream come true.

Countless Buddhist cultivators have made the wish to transcend fierce ghosts, but no Buddhist cultivator can be so overconfident and bold as to substitute the ghost king into it.

Xi Yi looked at it like a monster for a long while, and said that it would not be too much to get angry, it was more like being pouted by an ignorant child, and he laughed angrily: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Busheng clasped his hands together and said softly: "The poor monk knows."

Before Xiyi could react, the Buddhist cultivator said quietly and gently: "Ghost king Xiyi has countless bad karma. The abbot said that the white relic lotus of the Buddhist sect will turn black and smelly when it gets close to the ghost king. , There is no way in the world that can transform such fierce ghosts. To cross the ghosts in Buddhism, I must make the evil karma of the ghosts disappear, and the merits and good karma can offset the bad karma. But the ghost king saved me because I accumulated good karma in the evil karma—— "

"Even if you are full of bad karma, as long as the poor monk is still saving people and doing good deeds, you will have a share of the good deeds."

Xi Yi didn't expect him to say such words, his expression was extremely weird, and Busheng said softly: "I can save many, many people, Your Majesty, just wait for me, and I can replace the evil karma of hundreds of thousands of innocent souls for you." It was returned..."

He opened his wet pupils as if pleading: "Your Majesty, wait for me, okay?"

good or not?

not good at all.

Xi Yi thought coldly, he was waiting for an opportunity to retire after success, what a good reason to be punished by heaven because of his bad karma, the little monk should stay where he is cool.

But compared to this, he now wants to know more, how did Busheng know about those hundreds of thousands of innocent souls?

Xi Yi used the method of elimination to make the final calculation. Except for him, the instigator, the only one who knew about this matter in the whole ghost was... the prickly head Yuan Hua.

That little bastard ran away quietly, but it turned out that he was looking for trouble for him? !

Xi Yi was right, Yuanhua was originally a deep-minded master. After he ran out, he thought about going to the witch master, but just as Xi Yi was wary of him, he was also wary that his master would cause trouble for him— - He is not a fool, Xi Yi said that he was punished because he disobeyed the teacher, who doesn't know what happened, didn't they want him to go to a dangerous building to be an eyesore?

This further proves that his guess is correct, the witch lord Tianheng must be closely related to Shao Tianheng.

So Yuanhua used his own way to deal with his body, and backhandedly tricked Xiyi into a little boy: If you don't let me see Tianheng, I also have a way to let you watch me go out and fail to catch up .

Xi Yi speculated on Yuan Hua's thinking, and laughed angrily when he thought about it. He really deserves to be the little bastard he cultivated.

Compared with that little bastard, Busheng didn't look so offensive, Xiyi waved at him lazily: "Do you still have such a big wish? Well, I've always been kind-hearted, so I'll give it to you." a chance."

He just ambiguously said that he would give him a chance, and he didn't say what kind of opportunity he was giving, so he just made his simple life happy. Little Buddha cultivated his mind to be pure and kind, remember good and not remember evil, and when he saw Xi Yi's softening attitude towards him, he would lighten up. He opened his eyes and obediently rubbed over, no different from a gentle cat.

Alas, if Xi Yi is really a ghost king who doesn't care about anything, maybe it's okay to let him be transformed, but unfortunately he is not.

Buddha cultivators need to cultivate great merits to transform evil spirits. Therefore, the deeper the merits, the more evil the Buddha cultivators can transform fierce ghosts. The achievements of saving the world are not overstated.

If there is such great merit, why waste it on a false incarnation?The way of heaven is fair and cruel. To purify evil karma, you must have the same good results to counteract it. No one's merits come in vain. Instead of fighting with the king of ghosts, even those who are born Buddha can cross half a ghost.

Xi Yi calculated this account very clearly, even if it was for the sake of life, he couldn't tie this promising Buddha son to himself.

But looking at the stubborn eyes of little Buddha Xiu, it is obvious that he is unwilling to give up this idea.

What to do then...

In the final analysis, the disciple's blame still has to be carried by the master.

Xi Yi thought sadly.

If you don't live, you can't waste your great merit on the ghost king. Isn't there another Buddhist disciple in the Pure Land Buddhist School?The perfect exit time has come!

Xi Yi casually poked Bu Sheng's face twice, not treating this little Buddha as a worthy opponent at all: "Those old bald donkeys are willing to let you go down the mountain by yourself?"

Busheng didn't respond to him calling the masters of the Buddhist sect like this. He had heard many times about old bald donkeys and little bald donkeys. I myself, but as long as I wear a cassock, some people will yell non-stop, and it has nothing to do with whether they are emperors or not.

However, unlike those people who called out maliciously, your majesty was not without irony when he scolded his masters. It seemed that he simply used this title as the code name of the monks of the Pure Land Buddhist sect, which is different from those so-and-so mages and so-and-so Zen masters. no difference.

——It’s just this code name that really hurts my heart, but monks who practice Buddhism don’t stick to these minor things, otherwise they will fall into the evil flame of anger.

Busheng raised his face obediently and let Xiyi poke his cheek with a little baby fat, and murmured, "Masters said, it's time for me to travel down the mountain alone, see more and walk more." If you want to see good deeds, you must also see evil things. Only after experiencing greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, anger and resentment can you practice to understand the Buddha's mind."

Xi Yi's hand stopped.

Greed, anger, ignorance, hatred and resentment?He glanced at him with a half-smile.

The golden sand in the eyes of the little Buddha Xiu is transparent and clear, and all the evil deeds in the world will not leave any traces on that side of the Pure Land Lingtai. This is a born Buddha, a born sage, but also because of this, he can't understand what it is. He can let go of the fierce love and hatred of mortals, and the ghost girl of Yingzhou uses him to torture him like that. You can praise him for being clean-hearted, but on the other hand, he is not a cold-blooded and heartless person.

If such a person is not a disciple of the Buddha, he is the best murderer in the world.

Fortunately, the Pure Land Buddhism taught him very well, and he can still maintain a pure state of mind after seeing the extremely malicious little Buddha.

"Greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred, anger and resentment..." Xi Yi recited these words a few times, and his eyes suddenly flashed with interest.

"Let's go, I'll take you to play around with the ghosts." The king of ghosts never mentioned what happened just now, and his attitude seemed to be back to the time when he couldn't raise children. Follow him around and clean up the mess for him.

"Haven't you played in ghosts yet? Let's go, I'll take you to play dice! It's okay to ask a few ghost girls to push Pai Gow, but their skills are not very good. If they beat me once in ten times, it means someone in the family has a high fever." It's delicious...I'll take you to the dark workshop and win all their houses!" The Ghost King chattered happily, following behind him without any hesitation, his eyes slowly lit up following his words.

He is not interested in betting on dice and pushing Pai Gow, but if Jun Shang wants to play, then he is willing to follow Jun Shang wherever he goes.

He promised the king that he would manage the accounts for the king, so if he can't speak, it doesn't count.

Xi Yi was very happy in his heart, took the child to play around, cultivated a relationship with him, and then was slapped away by Fanxing. Can this kind of ups and downs make the child understand what anger is?