For Xiaoxia, these few days are the time that makes him nostalgic.

Before he knew it, he had not really been sleeping in the open like a wild Taoist priest, and was hungry and cold. Since he followed the young heroes of the Zhengdao League, he had eaten and drank good things he had never thought about before, and he slept in the best inn every place, and even the problem of causing him to scratch his scalp before: the capital of the talisman is no longer a problem. With the identity of a Maoshan disciple, the imperial court has been given silver every month, and with the explanation of He Sier and Nangong Tong, there are many materials to use at will in any Taoist temple under the Maoshan faction. Xiao Xia had to admit that even if he did not change his course, he would honestly follow Fairy He and Young Master Nangong to be a serious Taoist priest, and his life was really comfortable.

And the days I have been with Shifang these days have completely returned to the past. As long as I don’t stay in the dilapidated temple, I have to make fires in the wild to keep warm every day, and find ways to find caves or even dig holes to shelter from the rain. Now he finally understands why Shifang can eat so much in Nangong Tong. It turns out that in this Jingnan land, a monk wants to have a meal is an absolute luxury.

With the reputation of the monks in the ten directions, even for the Nangong family, this would never have happened in other places. The reason for this is very simple, because the land of Jingnan is the fundamental territory of the Tianshi Sect.

Since the White Horse came to the west and the Buddhists were introduced to the Central Plains, Buddhism and Taoism began to have conflicts in the struggle between believers in incense. Although it was generally harmonious, the masters of the Buddhist and Taoism schools often learned from each other in learning Taoism and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, but the various frictions that fell on actual interests never stopped for thousands of years. Especially at the Zixiao Dharma Conference held by the court in the previous dynasty, the great masters of the Buddhist and Taoism sect debated the classics in the Golden Palace, and then confirmed the magic, which pushed the dispute between the two religions to the peak. However, with the rise of the later demon sects, the previous dynasty was destroyed. The West Di and the south invaded, and both Buddhism and Taoism were also severely damaged in the turmoil, so they had no intention of fighting again.

After the establishment of Daqian, the two religions basically restored open peace with the mediation of the court, but that was only in other places, in the land of Jingnan, or in the eyes of the Tianshi Sect. These Buddhist bald donkeys are still unquestionable enemies of life and death. In the land of Jingnan, everyone respects Taoism, and it can be said that everyone regards monks as enemies. Not to mention the small monks in the ten directions, even the hosts and elders of the Pure Land Zen Temple come together, they will not think of the fate of copper coins, and they will not think of eating a bite of food. Even if they take out real money and silver to walk into the restaurant and inn, they can still be poured out by the boss and the guys in a basin of dishwashing water.

"So you really need our help." Xiao Xia said to Shifang angrily. At this time, Shifang was eating the steamed buns he bought.

"Of course. Monks don't lie. I said I would ask donor Xia and Miss Mingyue to help, so I would definitely ask donor Xia and Miss Mingyue to help." Shifang finished eating the steamed buns and burped with satisfaction. "I have worked hard these days. If it weren't for Donor Xia to help, I would have to dig wild vegetables and eat wild fruits."

They are not staying in the dilapidated temple in Wuxi County, but are in the wild near Wuxi City. Shifang said they are going out to find the traces of the monster. These days they have been wandering around outside the city to inquire. Shifang cannot transform into fate, so Xiaoxia is responsible for food and other things. I don’t know if Nangong Tong thinks that giving gold and silver with a status like the monk of the Ten Directions is too vulgar, or if they think that people of the Master of the Ten Directions cannot worry about money at all. When they left Nangong's house, they did not give away any travel expenses. Xiaoxia kept some spare silver money, but bought the three horses for transportation. The food money for the past few days was exchanged for Xiaoxia's spare talismans. Mingyue was not interested in the steamed buns and cooked cakes brought by Xiaoxia, so he ran to the woods not far away to pick fruits and eat them.

"Since you know that Jingnan is rejecting you Buddhism, why do you suffer here?" Xiao Xia reached out and pointed a few times in the air. A low-grade fire spell came to his hands. He pointed along his hand and the dry firewood on the ground began to burn. It was too late at this time, so he could only rest in the wild. Fortunately, the weather was clear and it seemed that there was no need to find a cave.

After hearing this, Shifang shook his head repeatedly: "Amitabha. I am here to take a demon donor out of the sea of ​​suffering and go to the Pure Land Zen Temple to receive the precepts. What's the point of suffering for a few slight hardships? So what if you suffer?"

"Demon donor? Didn't you say that the monster was evil before?"

"Those who are deeply involved in causal grievances and evil deeds are evil spirits. If they have a heart for goodness and liberation, they are demon donors. Before I see this demon donor, he is a demon donor. After I see this demon donor, he must be the Buddha's guidance. If I had not come here to pick up this demon donor, I would not have met Master Nangong's Feige who sent a letter in Jingzhou, nor would I know that Miss Mingyue was trapped by Xiaoxiao. So I rushed to Master Nangong and took the two here. One could protect Miss Mingyue from being disturbed by Xiaoxiao, and the other would have asked the two to help me with one arm to complete this merit together."

Xiao Xia was stunned when he heard this: "So that's the case? Did you receive a letter from Nangong Tong in Jingzhou? Didn't his letter be sent to the Pure Land Zen Temple?"

"If I set out from the Pure Land Zen Temple, how could I arrive at Jingyang City so quickly? I occasionally rescued a carrier pigeon by a hawk, and there was a letter from Mr. Nangong who sent me to my master's sect."

Xiao Xia threw a few pieces of wood into the fire and asked, "... Then do your master know about Miss Mingyue now?"

"Of course I know this. Miss Mingyue is also walking with the young heroes of the Zhengdao League, and is also praised as the name of my Pure Land Zen Temple. Even if my master is not as good as the Tang family and the Shadow Guard, he is not deaf or dumb."

"...Then...what do your master's opinion on Miss Mingyue?" Xiao Xia asked. This was already the biggest knot in his heart now. On the contrary, although the troubles in his own body were much greater, maybe it was too great, but he was a little numb, far from the Mingyue incident that made him up. Before, the Pure Land Zen Temple did not care about Mingyue, but it was because of his face, and he was afraid that some things would be spread. But if it was delivered to his home, it would be completely different. Any old world knows that the one who can keep the secret the most is the dead.

Although Xiao Xia was vague, Shifang undoubtedly knew the meaning and replied: "Master Xia, don't worry. No matter how my master's sect thinks, I will definitely protect the completeness of Miss Mingyue even if I have to fight my life."

But Xiao Xia frowned after hearing this. Such an answer didn't sound very reassuring. Shifang seemed to see his concerns and added: "The life of me is still a bit important in my master's eyes, at least far more important than some false names."

Xiao Xia didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Master Xia is still worried?" Shifang frowned, and his eyebrows were also frowned and made two round black balls. It looked quite funny. "If I say that the Mingyue girl jumped around and ran around happily and freely, this is of great benefit to my Pure Land Zen Temple, then Master Xia, you should be relieved?"

"Really?" Xiao Xia was not only relieved when she heard this, but she was overjoyed.

But Shifang sighed: "The world is bustling with people for profit. The world is bustling with people for profit. I have always thought that the donor of Xia is a person with deep wisdom and a clear vision. So it seems that things in the world are so important to profit over righteousness?"

Xiao Xia was a little amused and amused when she heard this: "It's not that I want to see what happened in this world? Is this world like this? Is it good? There is still friendship and morality between individuals. If it involves sects, they naturally have to speak with their interests."

"Can't my Buddhist sect save all living beings with compassion? For example, I came to Jingzhou to bring that demon donor to the Zen temple..."

"If you want to come by yourself, I still have some belief. If your master wants you to come, I think you are looking for an opportunity to sweep away the face of Longhu Mountain. You must be able to catch a monster in this Jingnan land to return to the Pure Land Zen Temple. I don't need to write about the elimination of demons and destruction next year."

"Amitabha Buddha Amitabha..." Shifang shook his head repeatedly, and seemed to have a look of anger on his face. Then he finally sighed again and said sternly: "Okay. Donor Xia is right. The abbot asked me to take this demon donor to do something wrong. But this is indeed a merit. Otherwise, whether he lets him do evil here or let him fall into the hands of the Tianshi Sect, it would be a waste of his life."

Xiao Xia didn't care much about these things and asked: "Then what you said before is true? Monks are lying around and want to go to the hell of tongue-pulling!"

"I just said 'if', assumptions, so how can I lie?" Shifang argued. Then he had a full face. "But what I said before was indeed true. Even if I tried my best, I would still protect the fullness of Miss Mingyue. Do you don't believe it?"

Xiao Xia looked at the Shifang's face that looked a little funny and cute even though she was very serious. After thinking about it, she sighed and nodded: "Isn't the Master said that it was the Buddha's guidance that made you meet the Mingyue Girl?"

"Amitabha, that's exactly that." Shifang nodded. "From the first sight of Miss Mingyue, I had this feeling. It was the Buddha's guidance that I could meet Miss Mingyue in this turbid world. In fact, it's not only that. Master Xia, you can meet and meet Miss Mingyue and have such a fate. This is also the Buddha's guidance."

"That's of course." Xiao Xia said. "Didn't the master say? What's not Bodhi in the world? Who is not a Buddhist son? Then what's not a Buddha's guidance?"

"Amitabha Buddha, that's right." The ten directions chant the Buddha's name. "Master Xia can have this view, but he still has deep wisdom. Has Master Xia considered it? Maybe my Buddhist Dharma is more in line with Master Xia's mind and nature..."

"Forget it." Xiao Xia waved his hand and said that these catchphrases were exactly what he was good at. "The true scriptures of my Taoist Sect say: Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. Everything in this world is derived from the great Tao. It can be seen that the Buddha of the great Tao has a different path. Learning Buddhism is practicing Taoism and learning Buddhism is learning Buddhism. Master should not be too attached to the perspective of the portal."

"Amitabha, how good it is. Master Xia's words are very wise. I admire you, and I admire you..."

"Master Xia, little monk, what are you talking about? Come and try it. The fruit here is delicious." At this time, the white shadow flashed, but Mingyue was back. She was holding a lot of wild fruits in her hand and eating one in her mouth, which seemed to be in great interest. These days, she searched around in the wilderness and said something a little bitter to others, but she seemed extremely comfortable. In addition, there were no young heroes around her who were disliked by the righteous Taoist League, which made Miss Mingyue happy as if she was on an outing.

He distributed the wild fruits in his hand to Shifang and Xiaoxia, and Mingyue also sat next to the fire, eating the fruit while asking: "By the way, little monk, I have been searching for you these days, but I can't find the monster you mentioned. When will I find it? I also want to see what the monster you are talking about is like."

Speaking of this, Shifang also frowned: "Why, I also find it strange. The Guanyin of Master Huiguang's Guanyin has completely lost all the wisdom of the Ten Directions' wisdom eyes, and even the opportunity of the rotation of cause and effect can be observed. A son of a donor couple disappeared inexplicably near Wuxi County, so he begged me, Master Huiguang to find out. When my uncle used his magical power, he realized that there should be a demon donor here that was hiding and doing evil, and urgently needed to be saved by my Buddhist sect. But I don't need to say that I came here last time and found nothing. I have come around these days to investigate and ask for any information. I can't even feel a trace of demonic energy. It's really strange."

“… Could it be in Wuxi County?”

Xiao Xia asked casually, but then he smiled silently. This is the fundamental place of Longhu Mountain. Not only are there four or five Taoist temples in the city, but Taoist priests are also walking around like dogs. They are not the kind of wild Taoist priest who only knows how to make a living by just a few hands of the Five Elements Talismans. They are authentic disciples of the Tianshi Sect. No matter what kind of monsters they are like, they cannot hide in them.

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When Wang Wuwei sneaked out of Widow Zhang's house, it happened to be the third hour. At this time, Wuxi County was already dark and silent. The rain had not dissipated for the past two days, and there was no trace of moonlight in the sky. However, occasionally the sound of people making noises and the lanterns at the entrance of our house still add some vitality to the night.

Wang Wuwei took two steps, one foot, one foot, one foot, and one foot, and almost fell into the mud. After standing firm, he thought about it and laughed out loud for no reason. Then he touched and found two pieces of talisman paper from his arms to sway in the air. A yellow halo lit up in his hand. Although the talisman paper slowly turned into ash, the light was not a fire. In fact, it was not very bright, but it was barely enough to use it to illuminate it in the dark, so Wang Wuwei took advantage of the light to stagger towards the Taoist temple.

While walking, he hummed an old tune. Wang Wuwei's thoughts were still on Widow Zhang's snow-white and delicate flesh. After sweating heavily on the couch, the momentum of the pot of yellow wine before also rose. The slight dizziness mixed with the refreshing spirit afterwards made him feel that the gods could only be happy like this. An old man who was fighting for the street corner saw the light in his hand immediately stopped. When he walked over staggeringly, he immediately gave him a flattering smile and bowed and said, "Hello, Taoist priest, do you want the old man to give you a ride?"

"You're gone, Master Dao is not drunk yet... By the way, don't tell others about seeing Master Dao today." Wang Wuwei waved his hand and sent him to the old man. He turned around and swayed towards the alley on the other side. The Taoist priest screamed that Wang Wuwei's pores loosened again, and he began to think again. He didn't know when he could really go to the gate of Longhu Mountain and become a Taoist priest of the Tianshi Sect? Although he is just a person who helps Qingxinguan to buy odd jobs, the two talismans he used in his hand were all spells taught by the orthodox Tianshi Sect. Who said that his father was a childhood friend of the Master of Qingxinguan? But after he really became a Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, although he was not as clear as those bald donkeys, he could still have wine, meat and marry and have children, but the widow's family must not go again...

As he walked, Wang Wuwei suddenly saw the road ahead brightly. Looking at the talisman paper that was about to be completely dissolved in his hand, he was sure that this was not the light he made. After calming down, he realized that the light was from the corner of the alley in front.

After Wang Wuwei was slightly surprised, he immediately strode forward. The light was exactly the same as the light in his hand. He knew at a glance that it was the pure talisman light that could only emit from the authentic Tianshi Taoist Technique. There were at least hundreds of regular Tianshi Taoist priests in Wuxi City, and they could use superficial magic as he did. However, judging from the brightness of this talisman light, it would be unlikely that he would have a three-legged cat like him. I don’t know which Taoist priest came here in the middle of the night to do it.

As soon as he turned the corner of the alley, Wang Wuwei saw a human figure covered by golden light. This human figure is tangible and unreal, as if it was condensed from extremely strong golden light. It looks a bit dazzling in the dark night. Although the human figure's facial features are blurred, it can be seen clearly on its body and limbs. It is a set of extremely powerful general armor.

"I wonder which real person is here? The villain Wang Wuwei, Qingfeng Guan, is a polite man here." Although Wang Wuwei only learned some superficial Taoism, he still had eyesight. You can see at a glance that this is a very profound and top-grade golden armored god general in the talisman of the Heavenly Master. Moreover, judging from the golden light on the body of the golden armored god general, the Taoist master who used this magic was absolutely not bad. Wang Wuwei's alcohol immediately woke up and immediately bowed to see the salute.

But at the same time, he also felt a little strange in his heart. It would be fine to cast spells in the corner of the alley at midnight. And when he turned around, he faintly saw that the golden armored god general had just emerged from the ditch under the wall. There was a lot of rain in the south, and occasionally typhoons would encounter a huge amount of rain and sea water to land together, so the sewers in the city were built extremely wide and wide. Wuxi County was no exception. You could find an entrance to the person without bent down. However, no matter how wide the ditch was, it was still a ditch, and garbage and filth were absolutely inevitable. The golden armored god general could not be far away from the spell caster. There was no one around here. It seemed that the Taoist priest who cast the spell also went into the ditch.

No one talked, only the golden armored god general walked to Wang Wuwei's presence.

"What is the way for a real person?" Even though the scene seemed a bit strange in the middle of the night, Wang Wuwei was still not afraid at all and still bent to ask. It was not because of the little alcohol on his head. The spirit that had been cultivated in Jingnan for more than 30 years, and the golden light of the Heavenly Master's Talismanship gave him an extremely safe feeling. Just like a child and a girl would feel afraid when she met a evil dog, but the butcher heroes would only have a big appetite after seeing it. Whether it was a monster or an evil ghost, the concept of people in Jingnan would not have any fear at all.

So Wang Wuwei didn't even think about any other possibility. Even when he saw the golden armored god general reaching out, he was still thinking about whether the real Taoist priest had any secrets to tell him in a more secret way.

With a light sound, Wang Wuwei's neck was gently pinched in the hands of the Golden Armor General's hand like a dry straw, and his body softened like an empty bag. However, his body did not fall to the ground, but was lifted in the air by the Golden Armor General. The Golden Armor General who had just pinched his neck did not stop, and his hands kept pulling and folding. With the crisp and dull sound of the broken bones, Wang Wuwei's body was quickly kneaded into a ball, like a strange package. The Golden Armor General's movements were very fast and smooth, as if he had been very skilled in doing this. Moreover, even if Wang Wuwei's body looked almost gone, but he did not even have a drop of blood.

Holding this hand with a few breaths, the Golden Armored God General turned around and walked into the sewer again. His movements seemed stiff, but he did not make any sound. As he walked into the depths of the sewer, the golden light emitted from the Golden Armored God General also disappeared from the corner of the alley, and a silence and peace were completely restored here. Only the sound of the old man who was hitting the distance was still repeating monotonically.
Chapter completed!