In a barren mountain in the north of Guonan County, a path leads to this deep temple.
An old monk, wearing a light yellow robe that turned white after washing, was sitting on the steps of the door with a wooden fish in his hand and knocking on it.
The old monk had kind eyes and a smile. In the courtyard under the steps, there were two young monks standing, each holding a stick in their hands.
Confronting the two young monks was a man wearing black armor. The man's face was fierce, but his eyes showed a look of begging.
"Hurry up and leave, the abbot doesn't want to see you." The young monk next to him said loudly. He spoke loudly not to scold the demon warriors opposite, but to encourage himself.
With a look of fear on his face, the demon warrior looked at the old monk behind the two young monks and said loudly: "Master, you are the only one who can save me now. I am not a demon. I just practiced the transformation of the demon."
That’s why the magic method is like this. If you don’t save me, I will really be killed by the people patrolling outside!”
The central and northern parts of Qi and the far north of the south have been conquered by Su Zhao's human coalition. With Qingshui River as the boundary, a Dongzhou City suppressed the entire demon warriors south of the Qingshui River and did not dare to go north. The demon warriors did not dare to go north.
The soldiers didn't know whether the supreme strongman in Dongzhou City would take action, but no one dared to try.
Because before, the demon warriors who crossed the Qingshui River all died in the hands of Xiaocao. Even the strong men in the late Jindan realm could not escape the horror of death when they crossed the river, which led to the demon warriors besieging the southern monastic world.
, and had a very tacit understanding not to go to the north to recruit other demon clan commanders.
The Nine-Story Demon Tower did not express any opinions, causing the demon clan to suddenly abandon the two northern countries and concentrate on attacking the large sects of Liang and Chen.
After being saved, the strong men of the human race also began to hunt down the demons north of the Qingshui River.
The demon warrior hiding in Tongguang Temple is a human traitor who has practiced the method of transforming demons into demons.
His cultivation level is already at the seventh level of Daoji. He is very strong. He looks even more powerful than Zen Master Yao Nian in the early stage of Daoji. However, he is one of the few people who knows the identity of Zen Master Yao Nian. He is from Jialan Temple.
The Four Great Dharma Masters are one of the four profound practitioners of Buddhism sent by the Yongzhen Outer Territory of Jialan Temple.
The human name of this demon warrior is Hui Han, and he is a disciple of a small Buddhist sect affiliated with Jialan Temple. When he was besieged by the Demon Slayer Alliance and was captured by the demons, he immediately switched to the demons.
He practiced the magic of demon transformation and became a real demon warrior. As the demon army went north, he was not killed outside Dongzhou City, but he was hunted down all over the sky.
As for why he didn't escape to the south bank of the Qingshui River, it was because the southern states and counties were all populated by strong men of the human race, and Hui Han did not dare to go out.
"Do you know you are wrong?" Zen Master Yao Nian stopped beating the wooden fish and looked at the demon warrior wearing black armor.
The demon warrior immediately knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "I know my mistake. I am greedy for life and afraid of death, so I joined the demon clan. My hands are stained with blood, but I really don't want to die. Please save me, master."
Save me!"
Zen Master Yao Nian smiled, stood up and walked forward, but the two young monks were very nervous. They knew that the abbot was already a useless person. If this demon warrior took action, they would not be able to save the abbot.
Yao Nian put his palm on the head of the demon warrior Hui Han and said with a smile: "Buddha said that if you put down the butcher knife, you will become a Buddha immediately. Although you have never sent out the butcher knife, you have also put down the knife in your hand. You are a good boy.
, from now on, pray to Buddha for your sins, and recite sutras for the salvation of those innocent creatures who died in your hands."
Yao Nian's big hand seemed to be filled with boundless Buddhist power. The demonic warrior who was kneeling on the ground quickly dissipated the demonic and blood evil energy from his body, and the ferocious look on his face gradually faded and disappeared.
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master. I am willing to atone for my sins in front of the Buddha in this life!" Huihan said with his hands clasped together.
"It's good that this fate does not belong to the demon clan. Those who have become demons will end up trying to draw water from a bamboo basket in vain." Zen Master Yao Nian clasped his hands together and sighed slightly, as if he felt heartbroken for the suffering of all living beings.
This is the Tongguang Temple in the Qi State. In the Song State, there was also a temple where eminent monks from the Jialan Temple were stationed.
Lianming Temple, this temple is different from the temples of other practicing sects nearby. It is like an ordinary temple where ordinary people worship Buddha and burn incense. There is an old monk and a few young monks inside. It is not a big place and there are not many rooms.
Lianming Temple is a small temple in the south of the Song Dynasty. An old monk wearing a red cassock is looking at a group of fierce demon warriors outside. He shakes his head and smiles bitterly.
The demon warriors outside seemed to be afraid to come in, and kept shouting outside, asking the old monk to go out and die.
The old monk seemed to be very timid. He never dared to go out and hid in the temple.
A young monk came next to him, holding a gourd with half a gourd of brown rice in his hand. He said with a grimace: "Abbott, we still have this little food. After eating, we will join you."
Went to see Lord Buddha."
"It's good. If we can see the Lord Buddha, you and I will both have great merits." After hearing this, the old monk smiled and clasped his hands together, looking very happy.
The little monk suddenly felt that his whole body was not well. He said with a cry: "Abbott, it's already this time, how can you still think about joking? Several demons outside have been blocking us for a long time, and the donors at the foot of the mountain dare not
We come up the mountain to worship Buddha, but we don’t dare to go out because there is no food left and we are starving to death!”
"Be patient. If Lord Buddha wants to see us, we will go back and see him. If he doesn't want to see us, we won't go to see him." The old monk still looked indifferent and smiled with the young monk.
Speech.
The young monk chuckled: "Hey, I should have listened to my senior brother. I shouldn't have told you about this matter. Whether I told you or not, it's all nonsense." The young monk turned around and left with a sad face.
The old monk shook his head and said, "The Dharma is still not deep enough. I need to read the scriptures a few more times."
"I know." The little monk said without looking back.
Outside the door, these demon warriors looked at the people inside the door fiercely. Their eyes even looked like hungry wolves, looking at the people inside, wanting to eat these bald people.
"Captain, this golden light can't be beaten no matter what. Why don't we ask a powerful person in the realm of condensation to help us?" A demon warrior couldn't help but said.
"Hmph, a bunch of trash. You see, this golden light is obviously not as shining as it was back then. I don't think the people inside can last long. As long as we wait, they will naturally come out and die." The captain of the demon team was very confident.
said.
The captain of this team of demons is only at the seventh level of Daoji. The rest of the demon warriors are not pure demons, but demons transformed from the human race. This group of demon warriors are more powerful than real demons.
The demons still want demons, and they can do all kinds of bottomless things. They were originally ordinary people who were imprisoned as sinners, but were released by the leader of the demons and asked them to kill someone, so they can become demons.
part of the clan.
As a result, this group of sinners did something that even the demon leader could not accept. However, this group of sinners succeeded. They were transformed into demons by the demon leader, and their realms were also very high. They were all in the middle stage of Taoism.
Lianming Temple is a temple that one of the sinners knows. This sinner said that there are experts in this temple, and the meat on their bodies can help the demons increase their strength.
So, the demon team came and besieged Lianming Temple.
"Whoosh!"
A sound broke through the air, and a long arrow penetrated the body of a demon warrior and pinned him to the ground.
"No, there are still remnants of the human race, fight!" The demon team saw that their men were suddenly nailed to death by a long arrow flying from the south. They immediately roared, pulled out their long swords, and looked towards the south.
"Shuashuashua..."
A series of eight long arrows flew from the south. Except for the captain of the demon team, all the other demon warriors were shot to death by the long arrows.
The demon team was filled with hatred, and angrily shouted towards the south: "Human practitioners, you don't want to escape, but you dare to seek death. Since I am a strong demon, you and others will become my demon's tonic!"
"Really!" A low shout came from the southern sky, and then a figure in a green gown appeared in the sky.
Then the second, third, fourth...
It was hard to count how many people there were in such a dense crowd, but the anger in the demon warrior's eyes disappeared, leaving only a look of fear.
Inside the temple, all the young monks came out. The practitioners who looked at the sky outside were all very surprised.
"It is Lord Buddha who has come to save us!"
"Little monk, the Lord Buddha is not in the mood to save you. It is the co-lord of the human race who is here to save you!" A middle-aged man wearing a blue long-distance running car flew to the front of Tongguang Temple and shouted loudly to the little monk inside the temple.
said.
"Co-owner of the human race?" The young monks were confused for a while.
The old monk in red cassock looked stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands together and said: "My Buddha is merciful, thank you so much for saving me."
"Thank you, Master, for saving us." The other young monks also followed the old monk and thanked him.
The man in the blue robe smiled nonchalantly and said, "Haha, kill this demon bastard first, and then I'll listen to your thanks."
The man in blue robes flashed, flew into the air, and hit the remaining captain of the demon team with a palm.
"Bang."
How could a demon in the seventh realm of Dao Jue be the opponent of a strong demon in the realm of condensation? He was immediately beaten with blood spurting from his mouth, flew backwards, fell to the ground and died on the spot.
"Oh, vulnerable!" The man in blue robes smiled contemptuously, looked at a group of monks in the temple and said, "Old monk, in order to relieve the human race from the disaster, send a few of you to join the army."