The Monk

Chapter 817 Promise

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, scorching the earth, but Yijie didn't care at all. He stood quietly with his head bowed, waiting for Zhang Ain to appear.

Zhang Wen was born without knowing the meaning of neglect and had always been kind and warm to others. What's more, Yi Jie was very unusual and he was an old acquaintance, so he came to see him in a hurry. Therefore, when he came out of the back mountain, he appeared outside the mountain gate in a few flashes and saluted the young monk: "May I ask the master why you are here?"

"Why talk about master? It's better to call me little monk by his dharma title or little monk." Yijie replied.

"It doesn't matter what the name is. What's the matter when you come to Tianlei Mountain?" Zhang asked with a smile.

Yijie replied solemnly: "I just took the liberty to climb the mountain because I have something to do. I hope you, sir, can come down the mountain with me." He seemed to know that he was being abrupt, so he didn't wait for Zhang Wei to ask questions, so he said again: "The young monk is acting abruptly, but after returning to the mountain, he will be quiet." After thinking about it for ten days, I realized that it would bring unreasonable disasters to Monster Mountain and cause unwarranted killings to living beings, which was against my Buddha's kind heart. If I ignored the matter, it would be my own karma, so I would like to ask you, sir, to come down from the mountain to help me. "

Zhang was afraid that he would be confused. The monk didn't say a word for a long time and asked directly: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Go to Monster Mountain to hold the precepts for the young monk." Yijie said solemnly.

When Zhang Wen heard this, his first reaction was to be extremely depressed. What does this monk want to do? Are you ready to scare me to death? Anyone who can practice the precepts for the Buddha must be a person of great virtue, at least a person of the same generation as master and brother. What do I do? Precept holders also say that when the Buddha violates the precepts, the precept holders have the right to punish him. So I quickly shook my head: "No, this can't be done."

When the young monk was rejected, his expression remained unchanged and he told the whole story on his own. His narration was a bit troublesome. To put it simply, after the young monk returned to the mountain, he studied Buddhist scriptures diligently and meditated to achieve his aspirations. Suddenly he remembered that he had gone to Monster Mountain to worship and opened the door of the immortal's mansion. He immediately understood Come here, this is causing trouble for Monster Mountain. Even though ordinary monsters would run and hide and not interfere in this matter, the big turtle would definitely guard the cave door and prevent anyone from entering.

From his understanding, the turtle is the master of the cave, and it must protect the master's old house and not allow others to defile it. In this way, what the little monk did was equivalent to sending the turtle to the wind outlet of Daoshan. He is a Buddhist cultivator, and he should eliminate the karma he created by himself. He cannot let Wugui die in vain, so he returns to Monster Mountain to resist the greed of thousands of cultivators together with Wugui.

The young monk is bloodthirsty, but fortunately he has sense and knows how to exercise restraint, and he restrains himself very well. He has never made a mistake before. But this time, if a strong enemy attacked and the two sides got into a murderous fight, he really couldn't guarantee whether he would break the precept and kill. At this time, I remembered Zhang Weifeng's last shout when he was furious and wanted to kill someone: "Where is your first commandment?" After thinking about it, except for this person, no one can help him, so he climbed the mountain to ask for help, and asked Zhang Weifeng to go down the mountain to look after Gu Chi. Quit.

Zhang Wen was a little depressed after hearing this. The last time he left Monster Mountain, he was still thinking that everyone had their own karma, which meant that the big turtle should guard the cave honestly, and there was no need for him to get involved. Little did he know that it had only been more than a month and less than two months ago. In a matter of months, this fate came to me. Xiang Xiang persuaded: "You can use the supreme Dharma to persuade Mr. Gui to leave. If you don't come into contact with cultivators, you won't fight, and there will be no chance of breaking the precepts." Mr. Gui is the name of the big turtle. Zhang Wen said this because he wanted to be lazy and unwilling to take on this responsibility.

Yijie replied sternly: "This is not possible. The master of the cave is Mr. Gui. Not only is he a close friend of my master, he has been practicing all his life and possesses supreme supernatural powers. The only ones he remembers are those two people. He will definitely not allow others to come and make noise." "Although the young monk is not talented, he doesn't want to let the master feel cold under Jiuquan."

"You also said that you have practiced Buddhism all your life, and your body, body, and spirit belong to the Buddha. What's more, why can't you look away from the cave outside you? How can you practice Buddhism like you?" Zhang Ao shook his head and said, and in a blink of an eye, he realized that he and the young monk were in the big sky. There was a lively chat below, so he turned sideways and said, "Let's sit inside and talk."

Yi Jie originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it he agreed and entered Zhi Ke Residence with him. The two sat across the table from each other, and Yijie said: "The young monk has rarely seen many people in his life, but he has his own character and character, which is very different from ordinary cultivators. He knows that there are extraordinary people, so the young monk dares to come to visit him after only seeing him once, and asks for an audience with great courtesy. , I also hope that Mr. Zhang will help the young monk." No matter what Zhang Ai said, the young monk must realize his truth.

Overall, this is a good monk, as good as it gets. To describe it more bluntly, for example, everyone knows that self-deprecation is not a good thing, and many people want to restrain it, but how many men in the world can restrain it? The young monk's bloodlust is similar to this. It is brought out of his nature and is born with him. He is just like Zhang Tianfang, even more ferocious. But the young monk knew that this was wrong, so he restrained himself and never broke the precepts. From this point of view, Zhang Ai admired him very much.

But admiration does not mean that you have to get involved. The Buddhist monk is very capable, and his first precept makes him even more uncertain. When he broke the precepts, it was okay if he listened to me, but if he didn't listen, would he deliberately start a fight with me? Who have I offended?

Zhang Wen didn't know how to refuse, so he ran out of words and asked, "How many years have you been practicing Buddhism?"

"Two thousand four hundred and eighty-eight years." Yijie replied in a low voice. This sentence frightened Zhang Zhang, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Don't call yourself a little monk anymore. My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, and the dozen or so grandfathers following behind are not as old as you."

"It doesn't matter your age when you seek the Tao, and it doesn't matter your years when you realize the Tao..." From the looks of it, the young monk really wanted to have a good chat with him. Zhang Awei quickly stopped him and said, "How old is your master?"

"The young monk didn't know that after only serving for more than 400 years, the master passed away. Before leaving, he said that he must meditate before going down the mountain. Originally, the young monk thought that he had succeeded in meditating, so he would go down the mountain to worship his close friend for the master, but unexpectedly it turned out that It is a big mistake to think highly of yourself." The young monk criticized himself.

This guy has been keeping the guard for more than two thousand and four hundred years, and there is no way he can break it now. Zhang Ai thought for a long time with a frown on his face, and finally agreed, nodded and said: "Okay, I will go with you, but do you insist?" If you don't come to me, I won't come forward." Just kidding, a cultivator is as brave as a dog when he sees a bone. He hated himself endlessly because of the magic weapon and elixir. If I go to Monster Mountain now, I won't come forward. If you interfere with someone else, don't think about it in this life.

Yijie readily agreed. But Zhang Weijing was still worried and thought about asking Fu Kong if he could go. They were both monks and they should be able to kiss each other a little when they met, and they could also help take care of them. But then I thought again and decided to forget it. Fu Kong just wanted to protect Zhang Tianfang, so why cause him more trouble. He called a disciple and asked him to tell Ruiyuan that he had gone down the mountain again. Then go to the back mountain to recruit the monsters. You must bring a group of big snakes with you. These scary guys, don't be lazy, they go crazy and don't recognize their relatives. Except for yourself who are slightly close to them, everyone else is ignored.

When he came back again, Yijie was already waiting in front of the mountain gate. So, the two set off. In this hot weather, Zhang was afraid of going back to Monster Mountain.

We were speechless all the way and reached our destination quickly. The two of them entered the mountain and went straight to the stone wall of the cave. The poor turtle was lying on the cliff guard at the top of the stone wall. When they saw Zhang Ai, they just snorted coldly and said no more unpleasant words. Thinking about it, I already knew that the young monk would invite him over.

Zhang Ai asked it: "Have you told the big guys in the mountains?" The turtle replied coldly: "No." Zhang Ai saw that the big turtle was quite proud, so he stopped mentioning the topic and talked to the little monk. Said: "I can't stay with you all the time. I'm here to set up a magic circle for you. You just have to defend it."

Wugui said disdainfully: "Can your shabby magic circle be as powerful as my master's magic circle?"

"I admit that your master's magic circle is powerful, but it is always good to have more protection for this thing." Zhang Ai said. No matter how good a person is in the world, he would not want to be implicated in something that has nothing to do with him, and would be implicated for many years.

Yi Jie said: "That's fine." He turned around and spoke to Wu Gui: "Xiao Monk, stop killing. If anyone wants to rush into the formation, Xiao Monk will defend him, and Mr. Gui will go and kill him." Zhang Ain felt helpless when he heard this, and curled his lips and said: " Isn’t this a cover-up? If you don’t kill yourself, you can just let others kill you?” Yijie replied sternly: “Compared to the precepts that I adhere to, I am more unwilling to disappoint the master. Besides, the door here is also because of the little monk. Open all directions, no matter what, the young monk will protect you."

Zhang Ping said: "Don't be a little monk, little monk, big turtle, this monk lived for more than 2,400 years." He introduced to Wugui. Unexpectedly, Wugui curled his lips and said, "Only two thousand four hundred years old." Then he kept silent.

Zhang Ai hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I forgot, as the old saying goes, a thousand-year-old king and an eighty-thousand-year-old turtle. With you here, who dares to say that he has a long life?" The big turtle must live a long life. It can survive its owner to death and still look good. Yiyi, compared with them, my two hundred and three hundred years are really nothing.

"Stop talking nonsense and set up the formation." Wugui said with a cold expression.

Zhang Ai walked along the mountain to check out the topography, wandered around for a while, and came back and said to the big turtle: "Has your master left any materials?"

"What are you doing? I can tell from one look that you have no good intentions and want to deceive my master?" Oogway asked warily.

"If you ask me to build an array, you have to give me some materials. In such a big place, my materials are not enough?" Zhang was afraid that he really didn't have enough materials. Not wanting the big turtle to be left without a hair, he said coldly: "I don't care about this, you can figure it out yourself."

The young monk on the side interjected: "Master left a storage bag, but he told me that the contents inside are of no use to me, so I haven't looked through it and I don't know what it contains. If you need it, sir, I will go back to the mountain to get it." That’s it.”

Zhang Ai stopped and said, "Forget it, it's not necessary to go all the way. Just make do with the materials I have."

"We can't make do." The little monk and the big turtle said at the same time. Zhang Ai was speechless. He carefully calculated the materials needed to refine the formation flag. The ore can be found underground in the Valley of Refining Gods. Its hardness is comparable to that of hard iron. There are also monster blood and spiritual silkworm cloth, but the five elements materials are missing, including five top-grade materials. Auxiliary materials. Then he said to the big turtle: "I have other things. I only need the Five Elements materials. If you want the formation to completely rely on the terrain of Monster Mountain and exert its maximum power, the Five Elements materials are indispensable."