Spirit Planter

Sultan Yu said anxiously, "Yes, our camellia flower demon never does evil to people, but we practice by sucking the essence of the earth and the sun and the moon, so don't hurt me."

The clumps of beautiful camellias outside the temple emerged in Zhong Yanhao's mind, "Why do you camellia demons come to seek refuge with the Monkey King?"

Seeing that Zhong Yanhao didn't have any murderous intent, Su Suyu became a little less frightened, "I don't know much about this matter, I only know one thing, all these disasters are caused by our Kao."

Zhong Yanhao was puzzled, "Kao?"

Su Danyu glanced at Zhong Yanhao, "Thirty years ago, in the land of our camellia demon, with the power of heaven and earth, a colorful camellia like a rainbow was bred, and the clear and light fragrance covered our entire family at that time On the ground, all the camellia demon bodies have been completely purified, and their demon power has increased greatly, attracting the congratulations of all the flower demons, and she has naturally become our flower king."

"But ten years ago, Kao went on a trip, but he never returned. I heard that he was with a monk who can make alchemy. I don't know the details."

"Since Kao and the monk have been together, every time the new camellias grow in our clan, they will disappear inexplicably. Now it is even rumored that a monk wants to use the camellia demon to make incense. The monk is so mad that he even offered a reward."

"Since then, our clan has never been safe. A few days ago, our first elder was taken away. The second elder, Ming Xuefeng, took refuge in the Monkey King in order to protect us."

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual power came over, and then a girl with a colorful spotted camellia on her head flew over.

Ming Xuefeng landed in front of Su Danyu, protecting her.

She said apologetically and politely, "Two fellow daoists, I am the second elder of the Camellia Monster Clan. If you have offended the clansmen, you can tell me."

"It's okay, it was a misunderstanding just now." Zhong Yanhao took the fire python back, "It's just that you camellia demons are taking refuge, so it's better not to act alone."

Seeing that Zhong Yanhao didn't care about it, Ming Xuefeng felt at ease, and quickly responded, "Fellow Daoist said, I'll take it back and discipline him properly."

Zhong Yanhao didn't say anything more, and took Yan Changhua away without a sound.

In the distance, Su Suyu knelt at Ming Xuefeng's feet, "Second Elder, I just came out to collect some dew just now, and sister Cha Xinxin suddenly became very ill, and the leaves were all withered."

"Why is it suddenly bad?" Ming Xuefeng hurried back to the temple without caring about Sudan Jade after hearing this.

Sudan jade followed closely behind.

……

Zhong Yanhao sent a letter to Yu Yanjun, saying that if Yan Zhao recovers, let him come back immediately.

In a day, Yan Zhao recovered more than half, and his actions were no longer serious, so he rushed back immediately.

Yan Zhao was worried, so as soon as he entered the Jade King's cave, he asked, "Brother Yan Hao, what happened?"

Zhong Yanhao told Yan Zhao the exact words of Yan Jinzhou, "Jinzhou asked me to ask you what formation can revive a person with a hundred boys and girls?"

"I'll check and I'll tell you." Yan Zhao immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, entered the secret realm of inheritance, and consulted the jade slips.

Yu Yanjun sat aside, Hongtong was a little surprised, and asked Zhong Yanhao, "Brother Yanhao, have you got in touch with Brother Zhou?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yanhao nodded without hiding anything, "Jinzhou is fine, you don't need to worry too much, what we should worry about now is, what kind of formation the Monkey King will arrange?"

After hearing this, everyone remained silent. This question may be answered when Yan Zhao opens his eyes in a while.

……

The Monkey King, who had been sitting cross-legged at the gate of the temple all day and night, suddenly stood up, turned around and walked towards the cave in the temple.

Entering the cave, he curled his fingers, recited the formula silently, and flicked a red light towards the stone wall. The stone wall immediately changed, like a white mist, gradually fading away, revealing a door.

He stood at the door, his hostility dissipated, his eyes were deep and sad, he looked for a while and walked in.

The palace built by Yin Lingyu is particularly gorgeous. The temperature inside is extremely low, and there is always a gloomy feeling.

This kind of jade itself is an ordinary spirit jade, but after being cultivated by soul energy, it becomes Yin spirit jade. The soul energy comes from the soul of a person who has just died. When the soul is broken up, the soul energy will radiate out by itself, so as to nourish the jade. Spirit jade, and this kind of Yin spirit jade needs continuous nourishment of soul energy, otherwise it will lose its effect.

The Yin Lingyu has only two functions, one is to create the breath of the underworld, so that the souls that have not turned into ghosts and have not gone to the underworld remain intact.

A person's soul either turns into a ghost cultivator or goes to the underworld, except for the two, it can only dissipate.

The second is to keep the body from decaying and keep it as if it had just died forever.

If Yan Jinzhou saw Yin Lingyu, he would understand why the village couldn't recruit souls.

The Monkey King patted his chest with his palm, then he opened his mouth and spit out a small black ball, which contained Tong Haojin's soul.

The soul needs to be nourished once every seven days, and this day is the time for nourishment again.

The black ball slowly swelled, and finally turned into a normal soul size. It was a Buddhist monk wearing cassock, bright as the moon, holding a string of rosary beads in his hand, and was chanting sutras all the time.

The Monkey King gazed at the wisp of soul greedily, while casting spells.

The walls of the palace began to emit black and dense mist. This mist was soul energy. The soul energy flew into the sky, twisted and intertwined, and finally turned into ten strands, rushing into the back of the Buddha's soul.

With the nourishment, the soul body of the Buddhist cultivator became more and more solid, and in the end it looked no different from a human being.

The Monkey King withdrew the spell, knelt down in front of the Buddha, and begged in a low voice into the dust, "Ajin, can you open your eyes and look at me?"

Tong Haojin turned his back to the Monkey King, said nothing, just recited his scriptures, and listened carefully, all he recited was Ksitigarbha scriptures, to eliminate bad karma and repent of his own mistakes.

The Monkey King looked at Tong Haojin's figure regretfully, and slowly the scenes they used to get along with appeared in his mind.

That man, he was beaten to the brink of death by his clansmen, covered in bruises all over his body, and then thrown out of the clan land to fend for himself.

Not long after his people left, a huge bone-corroding wolf ran over following the smell of blood. Without the slightest hesitation, it opened its big mouth with sharp canine teeth and bit at him.

With this bite, his whole body will be swallowed.

He was seriously injured and couldn't move at all. No matter how frightened he was, the hot and humid smell rushed to his face and still swallowed him up.

He hated and felt helpless, and finally he resigned to his fate. He slid down the bone-corroding wolf's esophagus into his abdomen. The sour smell of the sticky digestive juice corroded his three-year-old body. The sting, he still remembers to this day.

He thought that he would be corroded into a pile of bones by the disgusting digestive juice, but suddenly, he felt a turmoil, and then light suddenly appeared.

At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded like a low-pitched zither string, "I thought the bone-corroding wolf swallowed a child, but I didn't expect it to be a little monkey monster. The Buddha Dharma has its day, and meeting is karma. Since I accidentally hit and saved You, be good in the future, and I will help you recuperate."

Accompanied by the other party's voice, his body also flew out the digestive mucus of the Bone Erosion Wolf.

He tried his best to open his half-corroded eyes to see the person holding him. The person was glowing all over, shining into his dark life like sunlight.

Then, he was thrown into a small pool.

After being soaked in the water in the small pool, the burning sensation all over his body dissipated immediately, and he felt comfortable all over.

He thought that the other party was going to drown him, but he didn't expect to heal his wounds. He felt a little bit regretful in his heart, and the heart of a villain outweighed the heart of a gentleman.

This can't be blamed on him, for a little monkey monster who lived in darkness from birth to being abandoned, he felt that the whole world was full of malice.

After soaking in the pool water, the digestive juices on the body were washed away, and there was no burning sensation at all.

In addition, the skin and hair on his body had been corroded by the digestive juices. Fortunately, he didn't feel any pain when soaked in the pool water, but he was bleeding all over his body, and the water in the small pool was soon stained red.

"Why are you hurt so badly?" The pleasant voice came gently.

He tried to open his eyes to look again, and he saw that the other party took out a pill bottle and poured the elixir into the pool.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help thinking again, did the other party think he was seriously injured and troublesome, so they simply poisoned him to death?

But before his idea was fully formed, he felt his body start to itch.

If you want to poison him, can you give him very poisonous instead of torturing him?

He really wanted to yell at that person, but he didn't do it. He was worried that if he yelled, the other party would torture him even more. He didn't dare, so he could only curl up in the small pool and endure it silently.

But the itchy feeling in his body quickly dissipated, and the pool water gradually became clear. He found that his skin had grown back, and his hair had also grown back.

Then he was fished out of the small pool, and the other party wrapped him in a piece of clothing, which was very soft, and it was the first time he had come into contact with such soft clothing, it was so comfortable, like a mother's embrace, in this soft embrace , he couldn't bear the exhaustion both mentally and physically, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he smelled the refreshing sandalwood, and it took him a long time to realize that the one who rescued him was a Buddhist monk, and he was in the temple at this time.

Sure enough, that person was uneasy and kind, and put him in the temple. What is the difference between this and torturing him?Why not give him a happy one? !

For evil beings such as monsters, monsters, and ghosts, approaching temples is tantamount to seeking their own death.

There are the purest rules in the world in the temple, which can slowly purify all evils. Therefore, people who are treacherous and evil cannot become Buddhist practitioners. Only those who have a pure heart and a heart to save the world can truly become Buddhas and ascend.

……If the Buddhist cultivator ascends, he will enter the Western Paradise and become a Buddha.

He only paid attention to the temple, but he didn't see that he was sleeping on a spacious bed and living in a bright room, which was more than a hundred times better than the dark cave he lived in before!

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