The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way

Yang Tieshou laughed wildly and said: "Whether the dog's tail continues, you will know when I kill you!" Seeing the two escape lights suddenly separated, one of them went straight to the rebels' land.

Another ray of light spun around in mid-air and came towards Qi Ze. Jin Zhaoyi's figure appeared on the ground, frowning, and said, "Where is Wancheng?" Gone.

Qi Ze said: "The witch from the Demon Refining Sect took the initiative, lured the little monk away, fought with Wan Cheng, and used the extraterrestrial demons to infect Wan Cheng. When the little monk rushed back, Wan Cheng was hopeless."

Jin Zhaoyi frowned, and said: "Wan Cheng is a real person of Jindan, but it is sad to end up with Moran's death. This matter must be reported to the Danding Sect. When Wancheng falls, only the little master If you are present, the Danding Sect may send someone to contact you."

Qi Ze said nothing, Jin Zhaoyi didn't bother to care about it, there were traces of the existence of demons around him, and Wan Cheng was a Jindan grade, and he was infected and died by the demons, which is very embarrassing, and he is not of the Kunxu school Disciple, Jin Zhaoyi also didn't want to press Qi Ze, lest he offend the Great Bodhi Temple, and he didn't even bother to ask about how the Danding Sect would deal with it.

Qi Ze is also indispensible, Wan Cheng will die for more than one day, even if the Dan Ding Sect came to ask, how can he save the Jin Dan series as a monk of Si Zen? Besides, as long as you use the Hundred Phases Map, where will the Dandingmen go to find him?

Qi Ze asked: "Yang Tieshou escaped and went back to the rebel army. I don't know what Jin Zhenren's plan is?"

Jin Zhaoyi was a little disappointed, and said: "Yang Tieshou is worthy of being one of the eight heavenly kings of the Pingtian Dao. He created his own supernatural powers and combined the magic of the Datian Gangmen and the Pingtian Dao. If I want to kill him, it will take a lot of effort. I should go back to the Eighth Prince Come on, make another plan!" A cultivator must cherish his life first, and Yang Tieshou is very difficult to fight, so Jin Zhaoyi will not fight desperately, and if he can kill him, it is an account, and the Eighth Prince does not dare to fight too much say what.

Qi Ze said: "That's fine!" The two boarded the Jin Zhaoyi flying boat again and returned to Jinyang City. As for Wancheng, there are no bones left, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

After a few days, I returned to Jinyang City and came to see the Eighth Prince in person. When they came to the government office, the eighth prince was joking with Xiao Dezi and others, he was very surprised when he heard that the two had returned, and hurried to see them.

Jin Zhaoyi and Qi Ze went up to the lobby, and the eighth prince immediately asked: "The two of you came back, maybe they took Yang Tieshou's life?"

Seeing that he didn't ask about Wan Cheng's whereabouts, but asked about Yang Tieshou first, Qi Ze shook his head secretly.

Jin Zhaoyi said: "I'm ashamed, Jin and Yang Tieshou fought twice in a row. Although Jin won the upper hand, he still couldn't kill him. In addition, Wancheng was plotted against and lost his life, so he turned around and reported to the Eighth Prince." Take it out. The essence of innate gold and the nine-turned purple gold pill said: "Jin has a duty to entrust, and the eighth prince should take these two treasures back."

When Xiao Dezi saw the two treasures, his eyes shone brightly. The eighth prince thought for a moment, and said with great emotion: "Although Jin Zhenren didn't take Yang Tieshou's life, it also made him feel terrified. He stopped the rebels for several days, which is considered a great achievement. Since the real person is gifted to the real person, how can this king do it?" Take it back? Please accept it with a smile!"

Although Xiantian Yuanjin's Essence and Nine Turns Purple Golden Pill are good, how can they compare with Jin Zhaoyi, a Jindan real person from the Kunxu sect? The eighth prince pretended to be generous, and only wanted to win Jin Zhaoyi's favor, so as to attract a strong support for the future competition for the big position.

Sure enough, Jin Zhaoyi was still shameless, and said, "Okay! Then thank the Eighth Prince Gao Yi, the subordinate of Baobao Jin, he owes the Eighth Prince a favor, as long as Jin can do what he can, the Eighth Prince can open his mouth."

The eighth prince was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "You are welcome, Daoist Jin!" Glancing at Qi Ze, he saw that his complexion was rosy, and if he was dead, this little thief was bald but his life was getting better and better, which was a bit strange.

Qi Ze asked: "I don't know if the real ghost and real Pang have ever returned?"

Xiao Dezi shook his head and said, "Neither Guirenren nor Pangrenren have returned."

Qi Ze was speechless immediately. The Eighth Prince said: "The two of you have come a long way to work hard, please come to the inner hall to rest."

Qi Ze and Jin Zhaoyi naturally followed good example, so they took a rest in the government office. Qi Ze still meditated and practiced Zen every day, and he practiced Xuanyin Sword Art in his spare time, which was quite fulfilling. Xiao Dezi deeply hated that Qi Ze was not dead, but after he slapped him, he didn't dare to gamble with his life, so he had to let Qi Ze go.

After more than ten days, when Qi Ze was meditating, he suddenly felt a ghostly aura flying towards him. He knew that it was a real ghost who had returned, so he didn't bother to take care of it, and continued to cultivate the power of meditation. The fifth consciousness, the body consciousness, corresponds to the emptiness and boundlessness, and one must forget the "sex thinking" and "existing thinking". Those who think about **** are due to the rise of vision, and those who think about it are due to the rise of ears, nose and tongue. Qi Ze fought fiercely for days.

In the state of concentration, first close the function of vision and consciousness, so that the perception of form is empty, and then close the subtleties of the ears, nose, tongue and other consciousnesses, so that the perception of objects is empty. Buddhism says that emptiness is not empty space, neither existence nor non-existence, but colorless and desireless, neither matter nor desire. Looking at it this way, within a few days, the Zen skills have improved greatly, and it is almost as wonderful as forgetting the body.

Qi Ze was overjoyed, improving Zen skills is a great thing, just as he was cultivating to a critical juncture, suddenly Xiao Dezi came softly and said outside the door: "The real ghost has returned, and the Eighth Prince invites you two to go to the lobby to discuss matters."

Qi Ze immediately woke up from the tranquility, and said: "Okay!" After tidying up his appearance, he walked into the lobby, seeing that the real ghost was full of ghostly aura, and he had come back as expected.

Seeing Qi Ze, Guiren was slightly taken aback, with a look of disgust on his face, and said, "Young monk's skills have improved!"

Qi Ze had an ancient lantern sitting in his arms, so he had no fear of this guy at all, and said calmly: "Ghosts and real people have eyes like torches!"

Guiren really hated this monk who practiced Buddhism very diligently, wished to catch him dead with one palm, and was afraid of the revenge of the Great Bodhi Temple, so he had to suppress his killing intent, Jie Jie laughed: "Thank you! Thank you!"

After a while, Jin Zhaoyi also came, and the eighth prince said: "The real ghost has returned, Xiao Wang invites you two to discuss the military situation."

The real ghost said: "I'm going to deal with that guy Liao Chenyang, but it's a pity that I can't do the trick. Although I caught that guy with the Nine Yin Ghost Claw, he was covered by a net of heaven and earth, and he fought for several days. Lao Shizi Wangzi, I have no choice but to come back!"

When Qi Ze was in Qingzhou, he saw Liao Chenyang set up a sky net to block the void, making it impossible for Li Haoyuan to escape, which shows the power of this treasure, and he is not surprised that the real ghost returns without success.

Jin Zhaoyi frowned and said, "So people from both ways returned without success, I don't know what happened to Pang Daoyou."

The Eighth Prince said: "It's not considered returning without merit. The three real people severely injured Yang Tieshou and Liao Chenyang, and blocked the rebel army's journey for several days. It is already a great achievement!"

Just as he was speaking, he heard a sharp whistle, it was Pang Banqing's voice, when the whistle was over, there was one more person above the hall, it was Pang Banqing. His body swayed, and he covered his arms with his hands. He was seriously injured.

The eighth prince hurriedly came down to ask: "Why did Master Pang come here?" Pang Banqing snorted coldly: "Pang and Ling Mingxuan are on the right side, that fellow's flying knives are very sharp, and there is a golden core series to help them. I didn't notice for a while, and chopped him down, but that fellow was also hit by my Xuanyang Divine Fire, so I didn't expect it to be hard!"

The eighth prince hypocritically said: "For Xiao Wang's matter, if a real person is hurt like this, Xiao Wang really can't bear it!"

Jin Zhaoyi secretly covered the treasure bag, Pang Banqing came here in real body, his arm was almost cut off by the flying knife that broke the catastrophe, if he took the Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill, he would be cured, but everyone is a passerby, who would be willing Give up the treasure you got for no reason?

The Eighth Prince also thought of the Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill, and secretly regretted it: "I knew this earlier, so I shouldn't have pretended to be generous, and took back the Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill and gave it to Pang Banqing, wouldn't it be better than anything else!" Hand, he will not speak rashly, otherwise he will only offend both families.

Pang Banqing cupped his hands to Jin Zhaoyi and said, "Pang has been seriously injured, and his way of life has been hurt. Please ask Master Jin to hand over the nine-turn purple golden pill to Pang, and Pang will give it as a gift of a magic weapon that he made secretly. How about it?"

Jin Zhaoyi rolled his eyes and said, "Jin is practicing Qi Dao Kung Fu of his own sect, and he doesn't pay much attention to magic tools." Once he said this, it was tantamount to rejecting Pang Banqing's invitation.

Pang Banqing was also helpless. Originally in the Nascent Soul realm, the use of the physical body was dispensable, but there were many secret methods in the Taoist sect that could refine the physical body and benefit the primordial spirit. , only nodded, and there was already a huge gap between the two.

The eighth prince secretly had a headache, so he had no choice but to persuade him: "Renren Pang doesn't have to worry, as long as he can repel the rebels, Xiao Wang can ask his father for another Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill, and even if it doesn't work, he can buy one from the Dandingmen." , never let Pang Zhenren's Dharma body be damaged!"

Pang Banqing said calmly: "Thank you, the Eighth Prince, for your kindness! Pang still needs to heal his wounds, so I will leave now!" After speaking, he turned and left.

Jin Zhaoyi's expression was indifferent, and he never changed his mind.

The Eighth Prince sighed again and again, "Why bother!"

Jin Zhaoyi said: "Jin came here to help the Eighth Prince put down the rebel army. Now that the plan of beheading has failed, we have to make another plan."

The Eighth Prince said: "Exactly! When the three heavenly kings of Ping Tian Dao rectify the rebel army, I am afraid that the siege of Jinyang City is just around the corner. But thanks to a few real people who fought for Xiao Wang for several days, Xiao Wang has already been transferred With an army of one hundred thousand coming, there is no need to fear the power of the rebels!" After speaking, he laughed loudly, looking confident.

Jin Zhaoyi said calmly: "That's very good, Jin also resigned himself, if there is an order, the Eighth Prince will just order it!" Turning around and leaving.

Seeing that everyone broke up unhappy, Qi Ze said: "The rebels are about to besiege the city, and there will be countless disaster victims. I wonder if the Eighth Prince has a way to deal with it?"

Before the Eighth Prince could answer, Xiao Dezi said: "The city is struggling to provide food and grass to the army, how can there be any surplus food for the victims? Besides, who knows if the rebels will mix in the victims, once the city opens the city to let the victims come in, it will be a disaster." A catastrophe, in my opinion, let them fend for themselves!"

Qi Ze's face turned cold, and he said: "That's wrong! Why are the victims suffering from such catastrophe? Since the eighth prince was sent by the imperial court, he should be considerate of the people's livelihood and help their lives. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a crime to starve and die everywhere?"

The Eighth Prince had no good looks towards Qi Ze, and said calmly: "Little Dezi's words are not unreasonable. This king can't give up eating because of choking, and risk the city being destroyed! The military war is dangerous, it's not because the master is chanting Buddha and practicing Zen in the temple." So easy!"

Xiao Dezi also sneered and said: "Master was born in Buddhism, he has compassion, and his feelings are sympathetic. But Jinyang City is not the place to go for fame!"

Qi Ze shook his head and said: "When the poor monk was in Youzhou, he saw the king of Zhenbei open a warehouse to help the disaster. He was very kind. The eighth prince didn't care whether the victims lived or died. If someone played a book in the court hall, I'm afraid the emperor would feel bad. Minus points!"

The Eighth Prince's complexion changed, and he fell silent. Qi Ze said: "If the Eighth Prince is willing to take in the victims, the poor monk is willing to contribute a little bit to the forerunner! Please think again, the Eighth Prince!" After saying that, he drifted away.

Qi Ze didn't go back to his room, instead he walked around Jinyang City after leaving the government office. Seeing the army coming and going on the street, the doors of the people closed tightly, with the appearance of a big battle coming, he shook his head and thought: "The eighth prince is not the appearance of a king, he is narrow-minded, and has a sinister chest. He is worse than the King of Zhenbei. I still support myself , Relieve the victims!"

Qi Ze is already familiar with this matter, and at worst, he will do it for Mrs. Feng again. He repeats his old tricks and looks for wealthy officials in Jinyang City~www.readwn.com~ Using the name of the Eighth Prince to earn money to open the first door, showing his magical powers , I was ashamed to wait like a god, and then visited one by one, but a group of "believers" had been gathered in half a day.

He only said that he wanted to help the victims, and all the wealthy families actively participated in it, contributing money and efforts, and even bringing in family guards and other experts. Although there were only a few thousand people, but the orders were strictly prohibited, it was like a small army.

Qi Ze led a mighty crowd to set up porridge sheds outside the city, and also set up straw sheds for the victims to temporarily live in. The scene was in full swing. When the news reached the ears of the eighth prince, the eighth prince was furious immediately. He is a foreign commander and the natives in the city refused to accept it. Under Qi Ze's instigation, the eighth prince immediately resigned. This has already threatened his grand plan of countering the rebellion.

Xiao Dezi looked at his words and said, "Your Majesty, that bald donkey can't stay anymore! If you gather the rich households in the city like this, when he gathers the victims of the disaster, it will be another army. What can I do?"

The eighth prince was full of murderous intent, but he said in his mouth: "After all, he is a master from the Great Bodhi Temple, let's save his life for now! If you dare to delay this king's suppression of the rebellion, this king will want him to die without a place to bury him!"

A few days later, as expected, tens of thousands of disaster victims gathered outside Jinyang City, all of them in ragged clothes and disheveled faces. The defenders of the city had originally received a strict order not to let a single victim into the city, but seeing that the group of victims had been led away outside the city, drinking good porridge and water, and there were even doctors in the city treating diseases, they couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay.

Qi Ze led a group of wealthy households to comfort the victims, set up dozens of large pots, boiled rice porridge, and distributed them to eat. Rao is his cultivation of the Four Zen Realms, and he has to support as many as ten thousand people. Be mentally and emotionally exhausted. Not only that, but we must always pay attention to whether there are secret operations of the rebels among the victims. What Xiao Dezi said is very true. It is the most labor-saving method to install secret operations among the victims and make a violent attack.