"I know you are Monk Dan, so I want to ask what kind of monster you are." Lei Dong didn't respond and asked casually.
"It's not bland, it's eggs, eggs, duck eggs, and turtle eggs." The old monk answered patiently.
Master Dan was originally Master Dan.
After a moment of silence, the three corpses looked at each other in confusion, and then suddenly burst into earth-shattering laughter. The three corpses were all virtuous, holding their bellies in their hands and dancing happily. Su Jing was shocked and laughing in his heart, but the young man observed the etiquette and barely held it back.
He smiled and said to the three corpses: "Don't be so presumptuous."
Master Dan didn't take it seriously: "If you think it's funny, please laugh. It doesn't matter. If you can make others laugh, the monk himself will be happy." As he said that, he also laughed, without making a sound or getting carried away, but the smile on his face
But it is joy that cannot be faked...
"Can an egg turn into a demon directly?" Nianhua laughed for a long time, finally regaining his breath, and then the question came again.
Lei Dong also asked at the same time: "Master, what are you doing?"
The monk answered truthfully: "I am a summer egg."
"Xia Guo" is a dialect of the Western Regions. This kind of raptor has several names among the Han people in the East: vulture, vulture, mountain eagle...
Compared with other monsters, Master Dan's luck is indeed strange. His parents were monsters, and they were born after nine hundred years of cultivation.
Monster eggs are different from ordinary bird eggs. It takes at least a hundred years to hatch. Unfortunately, the male eagle died in a fight between the monsters not long after, and then enemies came to visit. It happened that an eminent Mitiantai monk who traveled to the Western Regions and preached passed by and saw the female eagle with his own eyes.
The eagle died protecting its nest.
There is no distinction between good and evil in the fight between monsters, as long as it does not affect the mortal world. People who practice the right way usually ignore it, but the eminent monk felt compassion and came forward to negotiate, hoping to take away the eagle egg and guarantee that it will hatch in the future.
The little bird will never seek revenge again.
The eminent monk had a high status, so the monsters sold him a favor. The egg followed the eminent monk, listening to him opening the altar and chanting sutras in front of the Buddha.
Because his parents were enlightened by monsters, Monk Dan was not born with spiritual wisdom. However, he always had the spirit of monsters and spirits hidden within him. He was influenced by Buddhism day and night. Even more fortunately, that god
The monk practices the Sixth Patriarch's method of understanding one's mind and one's nature. It emphasizes 'sudden enlightenment'. In one day, he 'enlightened the Tao and suddenly saw his true nature', and he actually became a Buddha immediately and ascended to the Land of Ultimate Bliss.
When the eminent monk became a Buddha, auspicious light descended from heaven and the egg was blessed by heaven. It opened up spiritual wisdom and penetrated the ancestral orifice. Before the bird hatched, it attained enlightenment and became a demon.
In fact, no matter whether the egg has broken its shell or not, it is still a little vulture. If it wants to, it can break the shell and become a demon body when it becomes a demon. However, the little vulture has been taught by Buddhism and knows that "the body is nothing but a rotten skin" and feels that it is "Hunyuan".
When he was first formed, his true nature was to return to his original nature, so he simply used an egg as his body and was brought back to the Midian Terrace by the disciples of the divine monk to practice.
It wasn't until more than a thousand years ago that the Egg Monster achieved great success in Buddhism and made a grand mission to universalize the world. He came to the Southern Wilderness alone to preach and preach Buddhism.
When he first arrived in the Southern Wilderness, he received a great favor from Chen Xiaosheng, and the two of them became friends. Later, Master Dan entered the Peeling Country. It was extremely difficult for the wild monsters to believe in Buddhism, and now he doesn't even have a single disciple.
, but for more than a thousand years, Master Dan has always been compassionate and kind to others. He did not do many good deeds and was deeply loved by the spirits in this territory;
It is also because he broadcasts good deeds, sometimes to save people, sometimes to ward off disasters. He must use his magical powers, and the spirit world respects strength. When everyone sees his skills, they respect him even more.
For a long time, Master Dan's good name became more and more resounding in the Skinless Country. Even His Majesty the Emperor had summoned him several times and praised him for his benevolence, his miraculous methods, and the benevolence of his country.
After briefly talking about the past, Su Jing understood that the master in front of him had no strength at all in the Skin-Flaying Country, and he had no status at all. He just had a good reputation.
Chatting along the way, turning left and right in the monster city, Su Jing followed Master Dan to a dilapidated small temple.
The small temple was shabby, and the Zen room was even more basic. Not to mention chairs, there were only three futons. The three corpses were kind and smiled at the monks, Su Jing and Fan Qiao, saying, "You sit on the futons. We have a coffin where you can lie down."
After sitting down, Su Jing exuded spiritual consciousness, but before he could start to investigate, Master Dan said: "Don't worry, no one is watching here. If you have anything to say, it's okay to say it."
As an eminent monk who could gain the trust of his senior brother and was born in a famous temple in the Middle Earth, Su Jing had no doubts in his mind and went straight to the point: "The Peeling Country wants to destroy Qi Feng and then invades the Middle Earth. What do you think, Master?"
I fully expected the monk to frown kindly and sigh deeply, but unexpectedly, Master Dan looked indifferent: "I have no idea."
Seeing Su Jing's somewhat confused look, the old monk explained: "When you see a child catching fish and grilling it to eat, or a little tabby cat chasing a little mouse...what should you think? It's not necessarily possible to skin an army and start a war.
What is the difference? He who kills lives also lives, and vice versa, he must kill living beings. The world is like this, and the monk has no idea."
The monk did not frown, but Su Jing frowned and asked tentatively: "Because the master himself is a demon, do you think it is no big deal for the spirits of the Southern Wilderness to invade the human world in Middle-earth?"
"It has nothing to do with whether I am a demon or not. There is no difference in my eyes whether Southern Wilderness kills you or Middle-earth fights. What should happen is what will happen, so why should I think about it?"
Chimu's eyes widened: "Don't Buddhist disciples have to be compassionate? When fighting, life will be destroyed. You are a monster. It's okay if you don't feel sorry for the human world, but don't you also feel sorry for monsters?"
Master Dan responded: "Of course I feel distressed. I feel distressed when anyone dies, but what's the use of feeling distressed? I tried to persuade the Skinned Emperor, but he didn't listen, so I gave up."
Lei Dong interface: "Don't Buddhist disciples pay attention to cutting meat to feed eagles and sacrificing one's life to feed tigers? If you can't stop it and just ignore it, what kind of Buddha is this?"
Master Dan laughed: "Cut meat and feed it to the eagle, and the eagle will live and save the pigeons; feed the tiger at the expense of your body, and feed the big tiger and save the little tiger. But if I go to stop the army, even if I die, it won't help. So why should I go?
If I keep my life, I can still teach scriptures, preach, and maybe save a few destined people. The merits I can do are the merits I want to do; I can't do those lofty and great things, and I will die in vain.
It doesn’t help, do you think all my Buddhist disciples are fools?”
After that, Monk Dan paused for a moment and suddenly smiled: "Understood? I only do things that I can do. Things that I can't control are none of my business."
The old monk's words were superficial, but it was clear that these words were his truth. Su Jing and others were speechless, and the meditation room became quiet for a while.
"In short, this battle is not in my eyes at all, and I will not help anyone." Master Dan smiled and continued: "But I once owed a heavy favor to Junior Brother Chen Xiaosheng. This favor must be repaid.
Yes, you can do whatever you want, and just tell me what you need me to do. This is another matter and has nothing to do with this war."
Master Dan has no intention of protecting Zhongtu, but he is willing to help Su Jing because of Chen Xiaosheng. The monk's idea is so simple, and it is enough for Su Jing.
Su Jing smiled and did not comment on the monk's thoughts. He went directly to the topic: "The Skinned Emperor has set up a heroic contest to recruit all the monsters from all directions to join the army. I am going to compete."
Master Dan stopped talking and said, "Follow me." He got up and walked out.
...
After leaving the Zen room and not walking towards the door, Master Dan took Su Jing and others and flew straight up. The skin-peeling country's talent recruitment ring was actually placed on a white cloud.
Before ascending to the clouds, there were nothing unusual about the misty white clouds. However, after ascending, there were no clouds in sight. There was solid ground under our feet, surrounded by high bricks and stones. There was no arena, only a huge school field that stretched as far as the eye could see!
The trumpets are clanging and the war drums are rumbling, the flag officers are standing high, the flags in their hands are swaying endlessly, and the demon soldiers are lined up neatly. At a rough glance, there are tens of thousands of people.
The team of demon cultivators, all with some cultivation skills, shuttled back and forth with flags and orders, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing. They were practicing battle formations. Su Jing couldn't understand the ways of the formations, but he could detect the changes in the formations layer by layer.
, the demon spirit essence in this school is getting stronger and stronger, and it is obvious that a mighty magic that gathers the power of all demons is gradually taking shape...
Unconsciously, Su Jing frowned. He could probably imagine what it would be like if such a spell hit the mortal world in Middle Earth.
Master Dan may be the only monk in such a huge Peeling Country, or even in the entire Southern Wilderness. It is difficult not to recognize him. The school captain in charge of the school's garrison came forward with a smile on his face and a respectful tone: "I have seen Master Dharma, may I ask Master Dan?"
What are you doing?"
Master Dan pointed at Su Jing and others: "Send a few friends over, they are here to compete."
The captain looked at Su Jing and others: "All five of you are going to enter the ring?"
The three corpses all shook their heads and pointed at Su Jing and Fan Qiao: "Just the two of them."
Su Jing had no intention of letting the three corpses participate. If the three corpses got on the ring and were beaten to death, the trump card of 'Heavenly Demon's Blood Relief' would also be exposed, which was really not worth the loss. As for Fan Qiao, he took the initiative to ask for it. He knew that his cultivation level was still high.
Yes, but actual combat experience is really lacking, and I want to give it a good try in the arena of this demon country.
The monster captain nodded: "Those who enter the ring will follow me. Master, please come back."
Master Dan returned to the small temple to recite sutras, while the three corpses happily went to the monster city to have fun.
Su Jing and Fan Qiao followed the goblin captain into the school grounds. Soldiers came to meet them. They went through the formalities and registered their identities. The two disciples who left the mountain were taken to a large tent. It only looked about ten feet from the outside.
The leather tent has a radius of seven or eight miles, and as soon as the curtain is lowered, the sound of drills outside is immediately cut off.
Dozens of people have gathered in the tent, including barbarians with stern eyebrows and monsters with green faces and fangs, all here to fight.
The leading soldier didn't say much. He just said, "Wait here, I'll call you when the time comes," and then left.
Su Jing didn't ask any more questions, and took Fan Qiao to find a corner to sit down. A monster who had arrived early looked at them, and then laughed: "Yellow-skinned barbarian?"
Many people laughed again, with contemptuous smiles...
More than 20 people came one after another after that, totaling nearly a hundred people. Fortunately, the tent was big enough, and it would not be too crowded even if there were several times more people. This wait lasted all afternoon, and it was not until dusk that the tent curtains were closed.
As soon as it was opened, a white-skinned monster dressed as a civil servant came into the tent with two captains, one tall and one short.
The civil servant did not speak, but the tall captain behind him shouted: "There are two big battles, life and death. If you beat me alive, follow me. If you beat me dead, stay here."
Even if there is a monster that beats him and asks: "What's the difference?"
The captain of the high school responded: "The student competition only determines the winner and loses, and it ends as soon as the point is reached. But after today's competition, it is over. You can't go to the next level. At most, you will get a bad riding school. This is a competition to select brave generals. I'm afraid
Death has no future."
The short captain responded: "You will not hesitate to fight to the death, but the winner can continue to fight level by level. As long as you have the ability, you will not worry about becoming a general!"
After finishing speaking, there was a pause, and the short man added with a sneer: "If you feel that the live beating is tasteless and you are afraid of dying on the dead beating, get out of here now!"
The monsters all have a rebellious temperament, but they all stayed in the tent, no one fought to death, and no one left...)
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