The abbots of the 480 temples took the Buddhist disciples from each temple back in shame.
Mu Fusheng walked towards Utanhua calmly, and Utanhua was at a loss.
Mu Fusheng smiled and said, "Senior, it's too fast, the monk trotted for a while before catching up."
Youtanhua coughed unnaturally, and then said seriously: "Are you asking me for a monster as a mount?"
Mu Fusheng was stunned for a moment and said funny: "The little monk doesn't mean this."
"It's okay, you performed very well today. I will give you one." After that, Utanhua stepped forward and grabbed Mu Fusheng's shoulder. The two of them were already in the air in a flash.
"Senior, where are you taking the monk?" Mu Fusheng's voice broke a little in the whistling wind.
Youtanhua didn't speak, but his voice came to Mu Fusheng's ears: "Great Wilderness Mountain, catch monsters as mounts for you, you don't have to speak at the top of your throat."
While speaking, she took Mu Fusheng's right hand and stroked a talisman on his palm with her slender fingertips: "Now what do you want to say, and you can convey it to me with your other hand against the talisman on this palm."
Mu Fusheng smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger and middle finger of his left hand and gently tapped the place where the palm of his right hand had just been touched by Utanhua.
Yutanhua looked at Mu Fusheng's extremely serious movements, but felt that his face was very hot, as if Mu Fusheng was touching her fingertips.
This made her unconsciously think of the scene where Mu Fusheng was lying beside her and holding her hand in the early morning.
I heard Mu Fusheng say, "Senior is so powerful. As far as the young monk knows, Taoist powers mostly use driving whisks as flying tools. Buddhist Zen masters can drive Buddhist beads, but there is no tool under their feet."
Utanhua then replied to his spirit: "You can't see it, I am stepping on the red lotus karma fire."
After saying that, Utanhua used a magic trick, and a red lotus that could accommodate two people immediately appeared under the feet, and they were standing in the center of the lotus.
Mu Fusheng was shocked. Isn’t this the lotus platform?
How many people who have practiced Buddhism for thousands of years can stand on the lotus platform? Only when they become Bodhisattvas can they hold lotus...
Mu Fusheng murmured: "I am a monk and I am in a turbid world. I should be like a lotus, not polluted. My predecessors emerge from the mud and remain untainted. I didn't expect that I was the closest person in this world to the Buddha's will."
Shocked, he forgot to point his finger on the talisman, and the sound was torn apart by the wind. Utanhua said "ah" and didn't hear it.
In an instant, the two of them had arrived at the foot of the Great Wilderness Mountain.
The Dahuang Mountain has sufficient resources for monsters to practice, so it has become a place where all kinds of monsters gather.
In order to avoid causing a sensation, Utanhua hid his cultivation the moment he landed, and turned into a female Taoist cultivator holding a whisk.
The closer we get to the foot of the Great Wilderness Mountain, more and more monks gather. Most of the monks preparing to go up the mountain are teamed with three or five. Because the monsters on the mountain are of different levels, it is possible to encounter any level. The teaming can not only be the key.
Always protect yourself, which can also increase the probability of killing monsters.
The appearance of Utanhua and Mu Fusheng on one hand attracted everyone's attention. Both of them looked so beautiful, but they were also Taoist practice and Buddha practice, which made people think of a ten thousand words of the book.
A Taoist cultivator named Wen Zhenming looked at Youtanhua several times in the corner. Although Youtanhua had a beautiful appearance, he could not notice her cultivation at all. It must be an unfinished golden elixir.
Although the Buddhist practitioners next to him had a good face, they were not slandered. As far as he knew, those who practiced with their hair were generally the lowest level of novice monks in the Buddhist practice.
So Wen Zhenming walked up, bowed to Youtanhua, and said, "Wen Zhenming, is this fellow Taoist also going up the mountain to fight monsters? Why not be with you? Wen is not talented, already
The golden elixir was formed."
Youtanhua looked Wen Zhenming up and down, and Wen Zhenming immediately shook his feathers like a rooster and put his pressure out a little.
Utanhua said expressionlessly: "No, I already have companions."
Utanhua's heart: No, I don't like roosters.
Mu Fusheng stepped forward and stepped in front of Wen Zhenming, and smiled and said, "Amitabha, the little monk is not talented, he is the companion of this fellow Taoist."
Zhenming glanced at Mu Fusheng with contempt, and then said to Utanhua: "Fellow Taoist, you don't know anything. Before the Buddha practiced and became a Zen master, he could only recite scriptures and salvation, and he had no attack power. You expect him to help.
It is impossible for you to fight monsters."
Youtanhua frowned impatiently: "Who asked him to fight monsters for me? It's my... The girl fights monsters for him. Are you upset? Can you let me go?"
Mu Fusheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, donor Wen, please move."
Wen Zhenming was stunned for a moment, and the two had already crossed him into the mountain.
A burst of laughter came from beside me:
"Wen Zhenming, I didn't expect you to have today, haha!"
"I heard that he was worried that he was robbed by the witch Youtanhua a few days ago. He hid at home for several days and laughed to death. No Taoist Xiu looked down on him. He was actually worried that he was attracted by the witch."
"But really, that Buddha is good at practicing Buddhism. Wen Zhenming can't even compare with his toes, but he just doesn't know which temple it belongs to."
...
Wen Zhenming clenched his fists and followed them quickly. He wanted to see if they would kneel down and beg him when they were beaten to death by the monster. Then the beauty would still be driven by him.
The monks followed with the attitude of watching the show.