Fahai has thought about how he would look like he left Qinghe County many times.

The time when my grandfather came back, Fahai fantasized that the immortal rode a crane to the south of the Yangtze River and took him to the road of immortality. Of course, my grandfather never returned and there was no news again.

The time when he was in conflict with his father, Fahai wanted to go to a foreign land alone, but later he thought that he would starve to death after leaving Qinghe County, Fahai finally gave up his wandering plan.

But this time, without any preparation, no defense, or any consideration, he followed the abbot to leave Qinghe County.

Fahai suddenly remembered his 60s father and more than a dozen hungry sisters, and suddenly felt sad in his heart.

When I am not here, their lives will definitely be very good!

"Fahai, what are you thinking! Why don't you go find a boat quickly!"

The abbot's shout made Fahai come back to his senses.

Fahai looked at the vast river water in front of him, and the water was covered with steam on the surface. This time, let alone the ship shadow, there was not even a ghost. Where can I find a boat to cross the river for the abbot?

Fahaidao, "Abbot, I think Jujiang blocks the road to warn us that there is no hope for the road ahead, so that we can turn back and return to the shore! Go back to Qinghe County."

The abbot raised his hand and knocked at Fahai's bald head.

"Ao—" Fahai hugged his bald head, "Abbot, Fahai knew he was wrong."

The abbot looked at the Mengmeng River and his voice was roaring, "I am merciful and save all living beings. Buddhist practice is about a person who has read the scriptures, traveling thousands of miles, integrating knowledge and action, and two powers of Buddha and gods. Only when the state of mind and supernatural powers reach can he be called perfect. If one of the two is not available, it cannot be called perfect. Fahai, I will take you out of Qinghe County for the sake of practice. Do you blame me?"

Fahai said intimately, I dare to blame you?

Fahai, "Fahai understands the abbot's painstaking efforts, so how can he be resentful?"

The abbot nodded and said, "You can understand the painstaking efforts of your master. However, the world is not a corner of the southern country with two thousand miles of miles. Looking around at the country and abroad, there are ten continents, as powerful as the old monster of the Nascent Soul, immortal, and few people can travel all over the world. You can start to work so hard at such a young age. When you achieve something in the future, you will be grateful for your efforts today."

Fahai said, "What the abbot said is very true, but the abbot is getting dark soon. We are chatting here, and there is no boat. If you can't cross the river, everything will be in vain!"

The abbot pointed at the river and said, "Aren't the boat here?"

Fahai followed the abbot's hand and saw only the water vapor, and a wooden boat appeared and disappeared in the vast river.

Fahai hurried to the riverside and shouted loudly, "Boatman! Here! We are going to cross the river!"

Soon, in front of Fahai, a six or seven-meter-long wooden boat was parked by the river. On the wooden boat, a burly fisherman was holding the boat pole and laughed, "Master, do you want to take a boat?"

Fahai said to the master, "Master, are we on board?"

The abbot did not move, but said, "Go and ask the boatman how many taels of silver you want."

"Oh." Fahai walked over and walked towards the boatman dozens of steps, "Boardman, how much silver does it cost to cross the river?"

The boatman glanced at Fahai and smiled, "Just three taels of silver are enough!"

Fahai hurriedly turned around, "Master, he said he had to break up a few pieces of silver."

The abbot said, "Didn't you ask how many people it is for three taels of silver?"

Fahai ran back again, "Are the boatman, is it a three-digit person or two?"

The boatman smiled and said, "Of course there are two people in three liang. My boat goes back and forth, no matter whether it is one person or two people!"

Fahai ran back and said, "Master, two people!"

The abbot said, "Three taels of broken silver, two people, he doesn't treat me as a human being! Don't sit down!"

Fahai opened his mouth wide and said, "I'm going to drag the Buddha out of nowhere." What's the logic? Others give you cheap things, do you say they don't treat you as human beings?"

Fahai went back to look at the boatman, "How about the boatman, two people, six taels of broken silver?"

The boatman was stunned and then said, "It's okay, six taels of silver, hurry up and go home before dark!"

Fahai went back to look at the master, "Master, I agreed to have six taels of silver. He treats you as a human being this time. Let's get on the boat quickly!"

The abbot did not move, but continued, "Is the old monk worth three taels of silver? Go and ask him if he can leave with a hundred taels of silver?"

After hearing this, Fahai felt like he was hurting internally. Master, you are a cowhide! Some people disliked the amount of money they gave when they were on the boat?

Fahai looked at the boatman and said, "Chuaman, can you leave for one hundred taels of silver?"

The boatman was a little impatient, "How about five hundred taels of silver?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, Fahai was "overjoyed" and shouted at the abbot, "Master, 500 taels of silver, the boatman not only valued you this time, but also looked up to you!"

Hearing this, the abbot finally moved. The abbot walked to the river and looked at the boat house. The old abbot raised his right hand and smiled, "Amitabha, how good is it, donor, where is the silver?"

As soon as this said, Fahai finally realized that I had made a great master. The emotional master wanted to ask the boatman for money and also asked him to send us across the river.

And in my philosophy, we give him money.

No wonder I thought it was weird and thought the master was crazy.

It seems that the master is much shameless than I think.

But Master, if you are so greedy, will this boatman not take us?

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw that the boatman looked cold and stared at Fahai and the abbot, "Senior spoke with great energy and breathed in thunder. How many years have you been practicing?"

The abbot smiled and said, "Not many, two hundred and thirty-five years! A fellow Taoist can cross the Jinlong River with a broken bamboo pole, and his strength should not be underestimated. How many years can a fellow Taoist practice?"

The boatman said coldly, "I haven't practiced for much time, only ten times yours."

When Fahai heard this, his mouth was dry, ten times, two thousand years old?

The abbot's face suddenly changed and his mighty shouted, "The old monk can tell at a glance that you are not a human being, a monster, and you are not doing it yet!"

After the words came, I saw the abbot's pupils open, and the sixth-grade golden lotus Buddha flowers in the pupils slowly blooming. The left hand changed rapidly. The index finger was raised, the middle finger was bent, and the ring finger was aimed at the boatman. A little far away, the voice was strong, "Great Powerful Tianlong, Buddha World Honored One, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong!"

With a loud bang, I saw a golden swastika Buddha seal falling from above the sky, and it hit the boat without any bias.

In an instant, the entire fishing boat shattered, and the boatman laughed and laughed arrogantly, "Bald donkey, you are seeking death!"

After the words came, I saw waves on the calm Jinlong River instantly burst into pieces. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. Thunders faintly broke out among the dark clouds. The angry waves slapped the docks of the shore and embankment. The terrifying wind blew the Fahai to fall from east to west.

Fahai resisted the wind and waves and said loudly, "Master, what's the way the other side?"

The abbot's voice was calm, "Last night, the evil cultivator of the Golden Pill and the evil dragon fight. The evil cultivator of the Golden Pill is dead, and the only one left is this evil dragon. I am compassionate. How can I tolerate this evil dragon harming the side? Today is the time to practice the way for heaven and kill demons and eliminate demons!"

Fahai looked at the abbot's glorious voice and understood that the old abbot was going to kill the dragon today.

Fahai looked at the huge waves that broke through the sky and could vaguely see a terrifying giant shadow thicker than a carriage in the mist of the river. Fahai subconsciously swallowed.

The scene of Fahai swallowing spit fell into the abbot's eyes. The abbot laughed and said, "It's worthy of being the disciple I, Konghai, is not only not afraid of such a evil dragon, but also reveals a greed. Do you really want to eat that dragon pill? Dragon meat? Good disciple, don't worry, wait until the master kills this dragon and we will make a sumptuous meal!"

Listening to the abbot's words, Fahai murmured, "No, abbot, you misunderstood. I'm not greedy for his body..."

The abbot said indifferently, "Are you scared?"

"No, no!" Fahai said, "I think the dragon meat tastes better when grilled! For Long Dan, the hot pot is still delicious."

"Haha!" The abbot waved his sleeves, and the wind blew the Buddhist beads on his chest. The abbot's voice was loud, "Fahai, let me tell you the truth of practice today, listen to it."

Fahaidao, "Please give me advice!"

The abbot said, "The cultivators in this world cannot escape the four words "Faith Companion Dharma Land" by cultivating demons, cultivating immortals, cultivating demons. This wealth is spiritual power. The spiritual power of the Xuanmen comes from the spiritual vein immortal mountain, and the spiritual power of my Buddhist sect comes from these evil things, the sea of ​​Dharma. You must remember that the more demons and eliminate demons, you can store more genius treasures and practice faster. Do you understand?"

Fahai listened to the abbot's murderous words and thought to himself, isn't this just fighting monsters and upgrading?

Xuanmen’s cultivation of immortals is about developing, and Buddhism is about fighting monsters. No wonder Xuanmen has so many people, and the risk of farming is small!

Buddhism is a way to practice life-threatening practice. No wonder there are so few people, and most of them are probably dead on the way to fight monsters.
Chapter completed!