Walking on the road, Wusheng was still thinking about what happened last night. The monster made him remember it deeply. The demonic aura was as heavy as the essence, and the pressure was as strong as a mountain. It would be easy to kill him. I don’t know why I let them go. If I meet such a big monster again in the future, Wu would have to decide the winner and lose the winner and the death, what should I do? Will I escape? If I still have the same cultivation level at that time, I am afraid that I can’t escape even if I want to.

"Master, did you see that big monster last night?"

"I saw it, my eyes were not yet blurred." Kongxu said.

"It blows into wind, and presses it down with one claw and collapses. If ordinary people encounter it, it will be like the meat of a chopping board, and let it slaughter."

"Those great monsters hide in the deep mountains and forests, and are rarely visited by people. They will never enter the city unless they have to. There is still a view of immortality in this city. Among them, Taoist priests who practice are responsible for cutting off evil spirits in the place they are located." Kongxu said.

"Why didn't you see them last night?"

"Maybe I'm asleep?" Kongxu thought for a while.

Walking on the street, watching the pedestrians passing by, some are walking in a hurry, some are calm, some are talking and laughing, or they are dejected, they work from sunrise and rest from sunset.

"Like them, today is still safe. Maybe tomorrow will bring disaster to the sky, with wars and horses, monsters, monsters, ghosts and monsters, life is impermanent, things in the world are unpredictable, everything is up to fate, no matter how it is!" Wusheng pointed to the pedestrians in front of him and sighed.

"Wusheng, you have a great wish in your heart and want to save sentient beings!" Kongxu said after hearing this.

"Bad, I am purely feeling and saving sentient beings? Now I can't even save myself!"

"They are not easy to live, they are busy and can't help themselves. Life is like a boating in the sea of ​​suffering. How many people can see the other shore, and how many people can reach the other shore." The empty tone was also a little lonely.

"I don't want this!"

"Huh?" Kongxu was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Wusheng in confusion.

"I don't want to make fish, my life is in the hands of others and I can be slaughtered."

"You won't, you won't, and you won't in the future." Kongxu patted Wusheng's shoulder after hearing this.

"I want to hold my destiny in my own hands."

"I'm optimistic about you."

"Master."

"Um?"

"What are you doing with that red gauze on your chest?"

"Take it back to the temple to wipe your face, it's bright red and festive."

"Last night, you asked me to spare the life of the fox demon. Did you fall in love with her?"

"No, the six senses of the master are pure, and the four elements are empty."

"Master, please ask me for advice." Wusheng stopped and looked at Monk Kongxu.

"Tell me." Kongxu said seriously when he heard this.

"What are the six senses and what are the four elements?"

Well, Kongxu reached out to touch the top of his head.

"The six senses are eyes, ears, nose, eyebrows, and mouth."

"One less, and that's the five senses rather than the six senses."

"Four, five, six, almost the same." Hunxu said.

"Master, when you talk nonsense, your left eyelid will blink unconsciously faster than usual." Wusheng pointed to his empty eyes and said.

"Is that so? Be sure to correct it next time." Kongxu raised his hand and touched his eyelids.

The master and apprentice left Jinhua City and rushed back.

Along the way, Wusheng practices while walking and practicing, circulating his own magic power with his eyes, so that the scenery you see in your eyes will be clearer and more farther away. When it is used to your ears, you can hear the sound of leaves blowing in the forest in the distance, and when it is used to your legs, you will run vigorously and at a very fast speed.

One method is practiced and has thousands of wonderful uses, but its magic power is too meager.

Time is endless, so hurry up to practice!

The master and apprentice were chatting nonetheless. When it was dark, they arrived in Ningjia Village and found a family to stay. They chatted with the family while having vegetarian food. The man said that in the mountains, a column of water rose up from the sky and could be seen from a distance.

Heilongtan is northwest of Jinding Mountain, sandwiched between two peaks. It is narrow and long, shaped like an eggplant. The water in the pond is blue-black and deep. It is rumored that there is a dragon among them, so it is named Heilongtan. The small river in front of Ningjia Village originates from Heilongtan. Wusheng has just seen it from afar and has not come forward.

"Then there is no black dragon in the Black Dragon Pond, right?" Wu Sheng put down his chopsticks and asked about the emptiness of eating while burying his head.

"Then I don't know that the Black Dragon Pond is very narrow and long. One end is at the foot of Jinding Mountain and the other end is deep into the mountains. I don't know where it leads. I have to ask the abbot about the specific details, but the abbot once specifically explained that we would not allow us to approach the Black Dragon Pond."

"There must be something in there. It's in the water, so it's hard for the abbot to clean them up." Wusheng said.

After dinner, I chatted with this family.

The people of the farmer are kind by nature, and the impression that Lanruo Temple has left in their hearts has changed fundamentally during this period. They told these two monks about almost everything.

The harvest in the field and the troubles at home were like chatting between neighbors and relatives. It was not until very late that they went to rest.

"Master, good night."

"Well, go to bed early." Kongxu said.

But after a while, the emptiness snored.

Wusheng was there to recite Buddhist scriptures. Whenever he recited the scriptures in a meditation, his magic power seemed to increase slightly. During this period, he also developed the habit of reciting scriptures every day. If he didn't do this, he felt as if he had lost something and was not very comfortable.

The mountain village is very quiet at night.

"Hey, there are two masters at home today, so you can have a safe sleep." The male owner of this family said.

"Yes!" the woman said.

Since the abandoned ancient house that day, people in the village have been panicked. Although Wusheng has saved the female ghost, the villagers have not seen it with their own eyes and are still not relieved. Therefore, they are still worried during this period of time. Many people cannot sleep well and sit up in the middle of the night. However, nothing happened in the past few days.

"There is a Buddha statue at home, why don't we worship it again?" the woman said.

"Well, that's fine. Let me tell you tomorrow. I heard that some monks can consecrate Buddha statues. After consecration, the Buddha statues will bless the family with peace."

"good."

The next morning, the sun had not yet risen, Wusheng came to a relatively quiet place outside the mountain village early, facing the east, began to practice, recite scriptures silently, and visualize the Dharma body of the Great Sun Tathagata.

In the sky, the sun was revealed, and the morning light shone on all things on the earth, and Wusheng's body reflected a faint morning light.

Screaking, sparrows flew from the air and landed on the branches, staring at Wusheng under the tree, as if attracted by something. He hesitated, flapped his wings a few times, then flew down the branches and landed on the ground, only a few feet away from Wusheng.

Ruddy, there was a sound in the grass, revealing a furry little head and a pair of bright little eyes. It was a cute little squirrel. It poked its head out, stared at Wusheng, looked around, and then jumped to Wusheng's side.

Gradually, many small animals gathered around Wusheng. These small animals lived nearby and were attracted by something and gathered here.
Chapter completed!