Netherworld Immortal

Golden Buddha Temple, Tathagata Hall backyard.

Under the shade of the bodhi tree, the old monk Jiuku and the young monk Jinyu chatted while drinking and eating chicken.

The little monk asked: "Master Jiuku uncle, more than a year ago, my friend Xu Yang had a magical change in his body when he was fighting with the demon lord. Do you think he is a demon? Or a human?"

The old monk explained: "If Xu Yang is really a demon, how could he fight the demon lord? You can't look at the appearance in everything, Xu Yang is undoubtedly a human race in the Northern Territory."

The little monk asked again: "But the four major sects of the Northern Territory have listed Xu Yang on the list of evil gods, and they are wanted on the grounds of demonic ways. Why is this?"

The old monk thought for a while, and said: "Those are some characters from the four major sects of the Northern Territory. They are afraid that they will be associated with demons. In fact, the prejudice in their hearts is the real demon."

"Demon!" The little monk took over the words and said.

The old monk nodded, smiled without saying a word, and then gulped down a mouthful of wine.

"Good wine."

The old monk licked his lips and asked back: "If a person likes to drink with his friends, and every time he is very drunk, he will talk about everything. Then what will this person be called?"

The young monk imitated the old monk, taking a big gulp of wine, sticking out his hot tongue, and said firmly, "It's a drunkard."

The old monk said with a serious face: "People first have demons in their hearts, then fall into the way of demons, and then walk in the way of demons, they are regarded as demons. But alcoholics don't."

The little monk had an epiphany and added: "Drunkards are always drunk, drunk without heart, how can a heartless person have a heart demon? If there is no heart demon, it must not be a devil."

The old monk said: "Today we are drinking the "Eighteen Drops" brewed by little friend Xu Yang. Although he is not here, it is equivalent to drinking with us."

"Drink together."

The two held up the wine gourd to the south, and a light and shadow were drawn out of thin air, as if Xu Yang was sitting opposite.

The same type of wine gourd, the same type of alcoholic drinker, three people drink together.

After the banquet was over, before leaving, the old monk explained the purpose of his visit: "Son of Jinyu, the Presbyterian Council of Tathagata Hall sent out a war card, and specially entrusted me to send it to you."

As he spoke, the old monk took out a gold-plated post from his pocket, held it in his withered hands, and handed it over.

A real alcoholic will not delay his business even when he is drunk.

The little monk wiped the oil off his fingers, solemnly took the gold sticker with both hands, opened it, and examined it intently.

"Is it a gold sticker in Sanskrit with a secret seal?" The words on the gold sticker are densely packed in Sanskrit, and the order is disrupted, making it hard to understand.

Coupled with the fact that the Jinyu monk was already drunk at this time, the words on the gold sticker appeared double, like fish in the water.

"Can't see clearly?" The little monk shook his head vigorously, his face became serious.

I saw the third dharma eye between his eyebrows flickering, and a golden light rolled out and landed on the gold sticker.

With the golden light flashing, the original handwriting on the gold stickers turned into small goldfishes jumping out of the paper, arranged in order in front of the little monk, and swam smoothly.

The little monk said: "Devil's Blood Peak, evil plagues are rampant, purple disasters are rampant, invading the Golden Buddha Township, and harming the Buddha's prestige. Please ask the golden and jade saints to come out of the Tathagata Hall and lead hundreds of monks to clean up and rectify Buddhism. Tathagata Hall The Council of Elders decides."

The little monk accepted Famu and closed the post, "No wonder the direction of the Devil's Blood Peak vibrated violently a few days ago."

The great monk said: "Those elders in the Tathagata Hall who can only talk and talk, I invite you to go out and lead the monks to the Devil's Blood Peak to wipe out the demons."

The little monk thought for a while and said: "There are countless monks in the Golden Buddha Temple, from the lowest to the highest, the gray-clothed hall, the blue-clothed hall, the red-clothed hall, the golden-clothed hall, and the rest of the Golden Buddha Temple Dharma Guardian King Kong and so on. Is it my turn, the little sutra-protecting monk of Tathagata Hall, to get rid of demons and use force?"

The great monk said: "You are the golden and jade holy son enshrined in the Golden Buddha Temple. The reincarnation of the Buddha has a noble status. You have won the first place at the Qinglian Yaoshi Conference held at the Qinglian Dojo in the Northern Territory and the Scholars Conference hosted by Yu Daomen. An honor. Although you are not a dedicated monk, your force value and reputation are very resounding in the entire Golden Buddha Township and even the Northern Territory."

The little monk pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid they think I'm bored staying in the Tathagata Hall. As the envoy of the Tathagata Hall, the number of scriptures in the Tathagata Hall is always less for no reason. Due to my status as the son of Jinyu, the elder of the Tathagata Hall Those eminent monks in the meeting don’t embarrass me normally, they still talk about me behind the scenes. This time, they changed their ways to punish me.”

The little monk turned his head and looked at the ashes of the scriptures in the fire. The red temperature had not completely faded, and if he had a sense of Zen, he said: "Tathagata Hall, Tathagata Sutra, practice Tathagata's Dharma. Bodhi tree, Bodhi fire, eat the true taste of Bodhi."

Speaking of his pride, the little monk chuckled, patted his belly, and said: "The wine is mellow and the meat is fragrant."

The great monk nodded and smiled, and said, "As expected of the golden and jade saint son of Tathagata Hall, he is familiar with Tathagata's Buddhist principles."

The little monk's face was flushed, his breath smelled of alcohol, he took out a handkerchief to wipe off the greasy corners of his mouth, and said simply: "What conditions?"

The old monk asked back: "What conditions do you want?"

The young monk glanced at the grilled chicken skeleton remaining on the ground, and then winked at the old monk.

The old monk nodded, stretched out three fingers, and shook them.

The little monk shook his head, stretched out five fingers, and shook them.

The old monk shook his head, stretched out four fingers, and shook them.

The little monk shook his head again, stretched out six fingers, and shook them.

The old monk quickly stretched out six fingers and nodded vigorously.

In terms of bargaining, the attainments of the young monk are obviously much higher than that of the old monk.

The two clapped their hands together and said in unison: "Six roasted chickens with fruit wood, it's a deal."

The little monk was happy, looked up at the Bodhi tree, and said loudly: "Ruthless——"

Jin Wuqing was the lay name of the little monk before he became a monk. Whenever he felt excited, he would habitually call out these three words.

The old monk Jiuku is good at the technique of rejuvenating spring with dead wood. He blesses it on the charcoal fire of roast chicken. The roasted chicken tastes delicious and is a great tonic.

That is the best delicacy in the world.

Thinking about it, it made the little monk drool.

Then, the figure of the little monk floated out of the backyard of Tathagata Hall surrounded by a ball of golden light.

The old monk looked at the back of the young monk leaving, and said: "He is drunk."

……

On the morning of the third day, the Golden Buddha Temple grandly held the Golden Jade Son Slaying Demons Expedition Conference.

On the square, banners and banners were fluttering, and the words of Buddha floated in the clouds. Celebrities from all walks of life in Jinfo Township were invited to the scene.

The ceremony was very long. The elders of the Tathagata Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple gave speeches, the big landlords of Jinzhou gave speeches, the top girl from Zuixianglou on the street gave speeches, and the spice vendors in Tianzhu...

Those who can speak on stage have donated a large sum of spirit stones and entered the merit box.

Of course, if these people show up and become celebrities, they will also earn more Lingshi.

Afterwards, the monk in charge of managing merit money in the Golden Buddha Temple made the final calculation. After excluding the expenses of this expedition, he also earned 80 top-grade spirit stones, and the extra fraction was not counted.

The Golden Buddha Temple has never been short of spiritual stones because of the strong incense.

Going to the meeting, the golden and jade monk has been sitting on the back of the beautifully dressed green elephant, really bored, muttering in his mouth: "All appearances are false."

Then, just sit and sleep with your eyes closed.

The only talent of the golden jade monk is that he can cultivate his body while sleeping, and has double the effect of cultivation.

The golden drum sounded to open the way, and the sleeping monk was awakened.

He looked up at the floating clouds in the sky, suddenly regained his energy, straightened his back, and said, "The floating clouds are like roast chicken."

The golden and jade monk sat on the back of the green elephant. Twenty monks with sticks led the way in front, and eighty monks with sticks behind them protected the Dharma. They left in a mighty way.

At the end of the expedition meeting, the elders of Tathagata Hall were very satisfied. They formed a circle and murmured to each other.

"Information has revealed that the access to the Western Regions has been opened, and the Demon Lord of the Western Regions has led his followers back to the interior of the Western Regions. There are only a few low-level demons left near the Devil's Blood Peak."

"Sacred Son of Gold and Jade will surely succeed in this expedition to suppress demons."

"He is sitting on a green elephant, it should be a successful elephant."

"Since the announcement that the Son of Gold and Jade was going to fight against demons, the rumors of panic caused by demons in the Western Regions in the Golden Buddha Township have been dispelled. The incense in our Golden Buddha Temple has not only returned to the previous level, but it has surpassed it in the past two days."

"The golden jade monk is a holy monk in people's eyes. The reincarnation of the Buddha has extraordinary appeal."

"In this way, it can be regarded as my Golden Buddha Temple setting an example for the reappearance of the demons in the Western Regions, and solemnly declaring to the world that we are the responsible Northern Region sect. Tomorrow, I will immediately send a hero post to the other three sects in the Northern Region, and write about the Jinyu Shengzi's expedition. Go up, our Golden Buddha Temple also has face."

On a higher roof next to the street, the emaciated and emaciated old monk stood alone like a lone bird.

He stood on tiptoe and looked towards the direction of Jinyu Xiaoseng's team, with a dignified face, and he transmitted his voice ten miles away: "These guys from the Western Regions Demon Race have extraordinary fighting power. Little monk, take care all the way."

Monk Jiuku participated in the battle between humans and demons thousands of years ago.

In the last Purple Calamity incident, they even directly fought against the demon lords of the Western Regions in the mysterious world of the Golden Light Pagoda.He is the most clear about the strength of the demon lord of the Western Regions and his subordinates.

"I hope that little monk Jinyu won't run into those masters of the Demon Race in the Western Regions. However, little monk Jinyu's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is already at the peak level of the Daoming Realm. His real combat power is even stronger than ordinary monks in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. I believe This time he will return safely. Little monk Jinyu, six roast chickens with fruit wood, I will definitely select the best wandering chicken and the purest thousand-year-old fruit wood for you, and roast them with the technique of rejuvenating dead wood. Waiting for you to come back and drink together." The old monk muttered in his heart.

The little monk entered the Golden Buddha Temple as a holy son since he was a child. Except for the founder of the Golden Buddha Temple, Monk Sanjie, who is his nominal master, no one else is qualified to be his master.

But the Sanjie monk has already ascended to the fairy world, leaving only the scriptures hidden in the Tathagata Hall for the young monk to learn.

Old Monk Jiuku is one of the many disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple, who has advanced cultivation, powerful martial arts, and is familiar with the classics of the Tathagata Hall.

The young monk was clever, and the old monk liked him very much.

On weekdays, if the young monk didn't understand anything, he would ask the old monk Jiuku for advice.

The old monk Jiuku has a high seniority in the Golden Buddha Temple, and the new monks all respectfully call him Master Uncle, and the younger monks followed suit.

In fact, the young monk was grown up under the watchful eyes of the old monk.The relationship between the two is quite good, the teaching is like a master and apprentice, and they love each other like a father and son.

The old monk vaguely saw the young monk sitting on the back of the green elephant turn his head, stretch out both hands, and shake six fingers together, making a look of complacency.

……

A group of Jinyu monks set off from the Golden Buddha Temple.

Along the way, they spread the Dharma of the Golden Buddha Temple, condolences to the people affected by the disaster, and stabilized the hearts of the people.

In addition, according to the rules of Buddhism, travel is practice, and you must ask for alms every time you eat or drink.

Fortunately, the people along the way knew that the Son of Gold and Jade was coming, so they prepared delicious food early and waited on the side of the road.

It took more than a month for a team of Jinyu monks to slowly arrive at the Devil's Blood Peak area.

"Then is the Devil's Blood Peak on the opposite side?" The golden jade monk sitting on the back of the green elephant looked up.

Seen from a distance, the edge of Devil's Blood Peak and the sky clearly outlines the shape of a spear.

The devilish energy on the surface of the mountain is overwhelming, the purple atmosphere is like blood, and the evil spirit is rushing.

The area near the Devil's Blood Peak is full of falling purple rocks, and there is no way to move forward.

The golden jade monk waved his hand back, and the team stopped.

"If you go further, the devil's evil spirit is strong, inhaling it will turn humans and demons into purple disasters. Pass the order, and everyone will quickly take a prepared "Golden Buddha Soul-fixing Pill". After taking this pill, you can After six hours in the evil spirit.

After six hours, regardless of the result of the demon slaying, return to the Golden Buddha Temple immediately. "Jinyu little monk made serious arrangements.

A group of monks took the elixir prepared in advance, led by the golden jade monk, and continued to march towards the Devil's Blood Peak.

Along the way, he encountered a few demon stragglers, and was directly clubbed to death by the monks without using the golden jade monk, without giving them a chance to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

The operation went smoothly, and a group of Jinyu monks arrived at the foot of the Devil's Blood Peak.

Looking at the devilish energy tumbling on the Devil's Blood Peak, the golden and jade monk's third eye suddenly rounded between his brows.

In the Dharma Eye, a golden light shot out, and immediately rolled into the shadow of a golden dragon, flying upwards.

After a while, the golden jade monk received the spell, but murmured in his heart: "It is said that this devil's blood peak was thrown down by a primordial demon war god from the outer star field in ancient times, and it turned into a mountain peak over time. Seeing it today, it is indeed the case. But why do I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this magic gun, as if I have seen it somewhere before, but I can’t remember it? "

The guards beside the little monk Jinyu didn't dare to disturb him when he saw that he was lost in thought.

A group of one hundred monks, holding refined iron demon sticks, rushed up to the Demon Blood Peak waiting for the order from the golden and jade monk.

"The battle of killing demons at Devil's Blood Peak has been successfully completed, and we are leaving for the Golden Buddha Township!" The golden jade monk raised his right hand high, and suddenly announced loudly.

"What? Go back to Jinfo Township?"

"We came here all the way to get rid of the demons, and only then did we eliminate a few demon soldiers."

"Didn't you say you're going to the Devil's Blood Peak to eliminate demons?"

"Is it because we are too mighty, and those demons on the Demon Blood Peak were scared away?"

"Golden Buddha Temple, mighty!"

"Son of Gold and Jade, mighty!"

Hundreds of monks held high the fine iron demon sticks and shouted slogans in unison.

The Jinyu little monk's face immediately sank, and he whispered to himself: "Don't be so loud, okay? I really attracted those masters of the Western Regions demons. It is very difficult for me alone to protect a hundred of you."

The golden and jade monk said loudly: "The Tathagata Sutra says that demons are not demons, demons are in people's hearts, and subduing demons is also subduing heart demons."

The hundreds of monks behind him only know how to practice stick formations on weekdays, and have little time to study Buddhist scriptures and principles.

Hearing Jinyu little monk's words, they all seemed to understand but half understood, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

The little monk Jinyu explained: "Our trip to Demon Blood Peak is not only to slaughter a few demons from the Western Regions, but also to eradicate the demons of the people in Jinfo Township. People have no demons in their hearts, so they will no longer be afraid, and their lives will be stable. .The people's lives are smooth, and there are no demons in the world."

Hearing Jinyu Xiaoseng's popular explanation, everyone suddenly became enlightened, and the tension in their hearts was also swept away.

"The Son of Gold and Jade is indeed the reincarnation of the Buddha." Someone shouted.

"The practice of Buddhism is many times higher than those of us monks." Some people praised it.

"Hearing what the Holy Son of Gold and Jade said, the original fear of Yuanmo in my heart is gone. It's like a spring breeze, like a spring breeze." A monk gestured with his hands.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of Amitabha Buddha came and went, and then became uniform.

The golden jade monk waved his hand, and the scene became quiet.

The golden jade monk raised his eyesight, carefully observed the Demon Blood Peak in front of him, and murmured to himself: "This place is too heavy with demonic energy, and the terrain is steep and complicated. If you go deep into it, not to mention the risk of the demonic energy invading your body, in case you encounter a demon ambush , It’s really bad luck. I must ensure the safety of the monks behind me.”

Under the leadership of the golden jade monk, a hundred monks turned around, and the front team turned into a rear team, preparing to return the same way.

At this moment, something strange happened.

On the other side of the foot of the Devil's Blood Peak, the ground rumbled, and the devilish atmosphere suddenly rose, as if there were swarms of devil snakes rolling in it.

"Sure enough, there are ambushes!"

The golden jade monk's expression froze, the third golden eye between his brows flickered non-stop, and he said in a loud voice: "All monks listen to the order, retreat a hundred feet, put down the magic formation, and use iron barrels to defend against the enemy."

Hundreds of well-trained monks retreated hundreds of feet, with their heads facing outwards, and the fine iron magic sticks in their hands were framed together, as solid as gold.

But the golden and jade monk stood alone in front of him hundreds of feet away, with white forged cassocks flying across his body like clouds, and golden light rolling on his body, like a Buddhist god.